Dara Gola
Tsûduma tnuti
Dara walked into the training room and was surprised at how perfect everything was. there wasn't a speck of dust anywhere and every statue and decoration was polished and shined in the soft light. she moved around the room, pausing occasionally to look at one thing or another. This training room was different that the ones she had been to when she was with the Jedi. There were no training sabers or practice weapons to be found anywhere, instead there was a rack of very dangerous looking bladed weapons in one corner aod more than a few mechanical devices that Dara couldn't even guess the purpose for.
Her new boots made no sound as she walked around the training room, a gift from Sophie. Everything she wore, with the exception of her lightsaber was a gift from her new master. The cut of the clothing was very similar to what she usually wore, if only a bit more daring that she normally wore. The pants were tight on her legs and left little to wonder about. Her bandeau top was covered by a vest that hugged her tightly, the straps on her shoulders a bit thinner that she wore before. Her lekku were wrapped with crisscrossed silken straps, tied gently at the tips. Everything was of a quality that Dara had never felt before, the fabric was exquisitely made and the quality of the work was of a type that Dara had never worn before. The colors were much darker as well, she figured it was only one shade away from true black, ' to highlight the beauty of your green skin' was what Sophie had said when she had brought the new clothing to her.
Not for the first time since she arrived on Coruscant had she stopped to realize the situation she was in. [member="Darth Raven"] was seducing her, not just with the clothing and the opulence or the treatment, but with the darkside as well. she was pushing her new apprentice slowly into the darkness and guiding her towards the deep end of the pool. Dara didn't fear the darkside when Sophie was around, but she knew that she needed to be careful. The darkside was intoxicating, but it also required a payment, a piece of yourself was the cost if you weren't careful. Dara knew, even before Sophie had enticed her with it, that the darkside was powerful and could make her a being of great power herself, if only she could find the balance to not become consumed in the process.
She finished her circuit of the room and sighed, looking down once again at her new boots, the soft soles were designed to make almost no noise with she walked, she figured that Sophie understood that she was an assassin and gave her the boots to help her move. the straps were perfectly spaced as they wrapped her leg tightly in the strong material, the final strap gripper her upper calf tightly, ensuring that the boot would remain in place no matter how much Dara had to run or move. She smiled and remembered the look she had gotten from Sophie the day she had brought all of it over, and how quickly she had taken it all back off.
Today was a training day though, so Sophie would be master for the day. Dara's relationship with her master was odd, like nothing she had ever imagined before, but she also knew that there were rules to be followed, and she wasn't about to break them because of a warm memory fluttering in her stomach. She stopped in the center of the room and knelt down, she would meditate and find her focus while she waited for her master to arrive.
Her new boots made no sound as she walked around the training room, a gift from Sophie. Everything she wore, with the exception of her lightsaber was a gift from her new master. The cut of the clothing was very similar to what she usually wore, if only a bit more daring that she normally wore. The pants were tight on her legs and left little to wonder about. Her bandeau top was covered by a vest that hugged her tightly, the straps on her shoulders a bit thinner that she wore before. Her lekku were wrapped with crisscrossed silken straps, tied gently at the tips. Everything was of a quality that Dara had never felt before, the fabric was exquisitely made and the quality of the work was of a type that Dara had never worn before. The colors were much darker as well, she figured it was only one shade away from true black, ' to highlight the beauty of your green skin' was what Sophie had said when she had brought the new clothing to her.
Not for the first time since she arrived on Coruscant had she stopped to realize the situation she was in. [member="Darth Raven"] was seducing her, not just with the clothing and the opulence or the treatment, but with the darkside as well. she was pushing her new apprentice slowly into the darkness and guiding her towards the deep end of the pool. Dara didn't fear the darkside when Sophie was around, but she knew that she needed to be careful. The darkside was intoxicating, but it also required a payment, a piece of yourself was the cost if you weren't careful. Dara knew, even before Sophie had enticed her with it, that the darkside was powerful and could make her a being of great power herself, if only she could find the balance to not become consumed in the process.
She finished her circuit of the room and sighed, looking down once again at her new boots, the soft soles were designed to make almost no noise with she walked, she figured that Sophie understood that she was an assassin and gave her the boots to help her move. the straps were perfectly spaced as they wrapped her leg tightly in the strong material, the final strap gripper her upper calf tightly, ensuring that the boot would remain in place no matter how much Dara had to run or move. She smiled and remembered the look she had gotten from Sophie the day she had brought all of it over, and how quickly she had taken it all back off.
Today was a training day though, so Sophie would be master for the day. Dara's relationship with her master was odd, like nothing she had ever imagined before, but she also knew that there were rules to be followed, and she wasn't about to break them because of a warm memory fluttering in her stomach. She stopped in the center of the room and knelt down, she would meditate and find her focus while she waited for her master to arrive.