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With eyes wide open (a past rp)(complete)

She wanted to kneel down to pull her body within a small cocoon and protect herself she flattened herself against the wall instead still watching transfixed on everything that played out before her.

She could not turn away on one hand it excited her terrible, and on the other it appalled her terribly. The blood however smelled thick, of a metal and then almost sweet. The men laid on the floor gone was the light from their eyes, and one had lost his head. Still a question kept filtering back, why? And now who were these people, and another question who was this guy?

She could hear him growling almost like an animal that was tearing into its prey it made chlls run down her arms, and her mouth went dry. Would he turn on her? The answer to the question might never ever come and now he was asking her to trust him. Well she wasn't going to stay in here.

She peeled herself from the wall and walked right over to him, "Ok" Trust was granted, now let's hope it isn't misplaced. She slid into his arm she had an idea of what he was going to do. He felt strong enough to do it.

[member="Garith Darkhold"]
 
Wrapping a arm around her slender yet supple body he pulled Arianna close to him. With her in his arms he leapt into the darkness. He had held his breath as the air whipped past him. Knowing full well he would not find air to breath with such a reckless move. As they speed downwards their momentum increased passing up floor after floor.

It was a tingling sensation that moved up their legs and then moved up their body. The Force yet summoned again, their decent began to slow down in speed....close to a full stop...and then Garith feet touched the top of a elevator. It shook with the impact and for a minute there he almost believe the cable was going to break. It did not and aiming his saber down ward he swiped at a rased panel that stood inches of the roof of the elevator.

Cut in two the emergency hatch gave way and fell into the elevator. Once again Garith jumped and they landed safely in. Letting go he looked up to see what floor they were on. The elevator was already on the move....it was heading to the main foyer. “Well it looks like we have little choice where we are going now. The name is Garith, and yours?” If they were going to die they could at least exchange names. Who ever wanted to die alone?

[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 
Then he jumped, what was she thinking trusting a stranger!

She felt as though all the air had been pressed from her lungs even though she could feel the wind against her skin blowing her hair. She turned her face rather than look down her face buried into his shoulder. She waited and prayed for it to be over and then just as quickly they slowed, stopped. With a swift movement the door was open and they dropped like there was nothing to it.

He released her and she stood there amazed they were alive. She heard the gentle ding of the elevator as they moved downwards, she heard him Garith ah yes...great name, "Hi I'm Arianna pleased you stopped by tonight" She smiled, if she was going to die least now she had a name, Garith.

She took a breath, "you think there's more waiting?"

[member="Garith Darkhold"]
 
“Arianna, really do not have to be so formal right now”, his blade was deactivated and he was tapped the hilt to his leg....being a bit nervous. “If I was in charge of security the front doors be the most heavily guarded location. It is more then likely we will be gunned down as soon as the doors open”, it was a hard thing to admit but it was a fact, the odds were against them.

He looked at their locating, there is the third floor...it would not be that long. The only time pf peace they still might yet have in this world was the quiet ride to their death.

[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 
[member="Garith Darkhold"]

"Sorry, couldn't help it. gunned down you say, wow, glad I wore something new today, holes will make it more fashionable" She took a deep breath and tried to control the thundering of her heart.

She thought about it for a moment, "hey if we are gonna die do you think you could give me a hug and a kiss before that, I'd like to die with a smile on my face" She meant it she wasn't allowed to date much, and when they did show up they were grilled by staff, and advisors to make sure they were suitable. Looking over at Garith, she thought yeah like to them try their routine on him.

He'd be telling them.
 
Aahhhh, ya....well first he expressed shock he was even asked. It rolled over a bit into further disbelieve continued in silence. Then there was a bit of fear. This was not like picking up some random woman in a bar and purposely forgetting to call them back the next day. This person, yes he had to look at this moment this was a person and not some cheap fling that would only last a night....she seemed really...nice and innocent. It all seemed really personal and that scared Garith more then dying.

He was most certainly caught off guard. “Ahh, yes”, what he thought, what did you just say. It is to late know you fool. “Yes”, he turned feeling a bit awkward. Garith walked over taking her into his arms. Taking her firmly his arms embraced her and he laid his lips on hers.

[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 
He seemed to be thinking it over but hey they were going to die! didn't he want to have at least a kiss before that! She did not quite understand but then he moved toward her she smiled a bit hesitantly but it was what she wanted.

She felt his arms slip around her just as his lips pressed against hers, she leaned into putting all the passion that a last kiss deserved and then she broke it even though her lips lingered on his, "thank you Garith, that was perfect" it was for her she hoped it provided him some comfort.

[member="Garith Darkhold"]
 
The kiss came and it was......so soft and passionate. Garith felt so dirty like this one moment was going to make him weak. Was he going to die now when they open the elevators doors up because that one kiss corrupted him? Still it felt rather nice. What? Damn! He was so pissed at himself right now! “It was”, it was a question but when he said it sounded more like a statement. What? Was that his subconscious betraying him? He really felt so confessed. Say something Garith he thought. “Thank you”, what you thanked her for that? She thank you right? OK he was losing it.

Turning back to the door he glance up. They just made it past floor two...great that means they had enough time to talk more about the kiss. His checks were starting to feel a bit warm.

[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 
Arianna looked down at the floor and then back up to Garith, "Its too bad we don't have more time Garith you would leave a great impression on my family" She laughed, his cheeks looked red. that too made her smile more. He must have liked it a little she could see him thinking, was he thinking about the kiss.

"If it will make you feel better I really did enjoy it, I will remember it always" Yes for the next few minutes before they got what did he say gunned down. She could imagine the holo news now. Alderaan Noble found in elevator with stranger her lipstick was seen on his lips. Scandal mongers they'd care more about her lipstick shade than why she was dead.

The elevator was getting closer, it was slowing for the first floor...

[member="Garith Darkhold"]
 
Did it make him feel better she said her family would like him and that she enjoyed the kiss. Tha she would always remember it. Hell he was feeling more freaked out. “Ya ,right. Your family would hate me. I’m not a nice guy, I’m really a bad man. Look how easily I killed those men. I’m a killer, you seen it”, yes that is it Garith lay it on think!OOOO what was she being sarcastic...ok he was feeling silly.

[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 
She smiled, "you're right they would, but I'd love every moment of it" she smiled the elevator was a little slower, were they that close now." She heard something in his voice that moment, and she wasn't sure what it was.

"Yeah and sometimes it takes a bad man to get the job done. If you were some nice guy, you'd be dead, and I'd still be in a cell. So yeah, you're bad and right now I'm really into you're being a bad man"

She was being sarcastic, and direct all things she was good at, and spoke the truth doing. The elevator was stopped.

"Garith" she whispered her voice held that bit of fear, was this going to be it?

[member="Garith Darkhold"]
 
Joking or not he was starting to feel more foolish. Feeling weak letting this one kiss make him feel so emotional and distracted. Listening to her words that was only taunting him more. He clipped the saber onto his belt as he called upon his anger. His very core burning with one thought, these bastards are going to kill me. Not before I kill as many as I can get my hands on. That is why he had his hands free, to kill as many he could in a very short amount of time.

He pointed to the side of the elevator, “Stand to the side and use it for cover. It could be you some time.”

He did not turn to look to see if she did as he asked. He heard the bing, and the doors opened.

“What”, Garith looked at a surprised face. The guard was shocked and his reaction time was poor. With both hand grasped on the sides of the man’s head and he twisted it. Rhythmic cracking sounds came from the guy’s neck. He fell to the ground making a sickly sound.

Stepping forward he could see they had some luck after all. There was not as many guards and they were bunched together. He quickly tucked his hands in and pushed outwards. Blue lighting flickered across his hands, it erupted outward in a large fan waved striking at everything in its path. The guards were a bit caught off guard by all of this. There sheer amount of power summoned so quickly when they were not even prepared to defend themselves. Engulfed the men writhed an screamed in pain, bringing them to their knees...he steadily walked closer to them. This was a manoeuver to keep them incapacitated. He had to get closer...

[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 
When one believes their life is about to end, and then someone tells them to stand somewhere, they listen. She moved to the side and used what little bit of elevator and wall was there. The minutes felt like an eternity until the doors opened, it was not blaster fire that greeted them it was the shocked expression of someone caught off guard. Well guess their security chief wasn't as bright as Garith. hah ha.. which meant. They might LIVE!

Garith was out the door and the screaming was beginning. But what was he doing, she peered around the corner and could see him walking up on the man it was as if he were the predator stalking prey. It was elegant, powerful, dangerous and deadly. She had enough experience with the manka cats to know a predator when she saw one. She held her breath waiting, watching wanting the outcome to be one of no return. Let them all burn for trying to hurt her.

She at this moment had no mercy for them, you do bad things, you get treated badly.

Was it over? What was Garith leading up to doing to the men on the floor...would it be ghastly? And why was she so intrigued by such carnage? Was she evil at heart, and only good on the surface, she did not know a conversation for later. But not now.

[member="Garith Darkhold"]
 
Using this had its effects and it was begging to show on Garith. His arms shook under the strain and his was in visible pain. The blood vessels in his arm started to become noticeable, bulging outward like they might pop. His chest heaved up and down as he appeared to be desperate to catch his breath.

He was close enough now and he appeared as if he was going to collapse. Even if he could take these guards out he might be helpless afterwards. Lighting pouring forth from his hands and his saber floated up of his belt. With his last once of strength Garith screamed like a madman. The lighting ended, he caught the saber in mid air, and he dashed forward....he became a blur of motion...each movement a strike. Twelve strikes in a row, twelve bodies littered the floor and he was standing for a moment then fell to his knees.

[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 
[member="Garith Darkhold"]

Arianna saw him go to his knees. Without thinking that there could be others she rushed to his side, her shoulder she put under his arm and pushed up to get him to his feet. "Come on tough guy we can't stay here" A strength she did not know she had filled her. She moved her feet getting his to move. She looked at the bodies so many over them, why? They moved forward into a darkened hall the lights blown out by the light he had radiated. Voices were coming.

They n needed to be outside. She saw a door at the end of the hall. ,"Garith. Help me a little ok. We need that door open" she saw his face exhaustion showed in his eyes. As they passed a body she tilted down to grab a blaster hoping she wouldn't topple over.

She was breathing hard when she heard the. Behind her. Without a though she let go of Garith turned and fired asking no questions, they returned fire she advanced in them. She was tired if people trying to kill her. They fell groaning in the throes of death. Arianna ran back. "Garith you with me?"
 
Nub, head to toe the sensations of life slipping from him. Consciously unaware of his soundings Garith was passes out. The man was so stubborn even unconscious he refused to have give in. The bull headed Sith Lord had no idea that a demure woman had lifted him up and started move him. His subconscious equally as stubborn moved one leg after the other pushing himself forward while Arianna held up and dragged him.

Still unaware Arianna had let go and Garith fell to his left. His upper torso hit first taking the brunt of the damage then his thick hard head hit the wall. The pain was nub compared to his head. Leaning on the wall the brute still was refusing to go down. Shaking his head reality was starting to come into focus as he was hearing blaster fire.

“I’m with you”, he was staggering a bit but standing on his own. Blood dripped down from his forehead and he still seamed a bit dazed.
 
"Ok" oh check with it she shot the door till it opened. Getting back to Garith, . "Come on tough guy" she grabbed him pulling him again to her bearing his weight he moved slow sluggish muttering.

They were on the street in an alley it wouldn't take long till someone looked. She moved straight across kicking the next door it was open thank the goddess. Arianna turned sideways moving them both in closing the door with her foot. Garith was injured there had to be something around here. She stopped to get her breath. Elevator. Another door. Up or through she asked herself. Through. Further away.

She moved slowly toward the door. "If this was a date I'd say you owe me dinner" they reached the door Arianna reached up pushing into another room. The door closed behind them. But there was a sink and a place for Garith to rest while she watched.

She took another breath taking him to the makeshift bed she let him slide onto it then headed for the sink .
 
Garith could not recall much as Arianna dragged him along. There where brief flashes he recognized the door being shoot open, briefly being out in a ally way, and coming into a bathroom to be laid down. He had spent allot of energy in short period of time. In time his energy would come back to him but he did have a concession and there was some bleeding from a wound on his forehead. For the moment he was not able to keep a conversation...maybe a small one. “If we get out of here dinner sounds good”, it was a delayed answer...he thought something was mentioned about dinner.
 
Arianna laughed. "Ok" she brought the paper towel over and began to blot the blood. It didn't look bad but he looked bad. Was this normal, she just didn't know.

She laid it across his forehead she looked around this wasn't great.

She rose up and went to the door to look out so far nothing. She leaned against the door jamb looking over to Gareth and then to see if anyone was coming. They could ok d track them by heat sensor so they'd have to get back on the street and into a crowd

"Garith 10 minutes and we will be moving again. I hope you're up to it"

The longest ten minutes of her life.
 
“What ten midgets”, he failed to see what they had to do with this. Was there ten midgets after them? “I hate clown midgets. How can they fit so many into one little speeder”, yes he was still very much out of it. It might take the whole ten minutes.

[member="Arianna Darklighter"]
 

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