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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Jul 19, 2005 8:55:36 GMT -5
"Then what do you propose we do?" He asked. "We can't do anything but wait." He felt her wrap her hands around him and he looked down into her eyes and tried to look reassuring. "But I'm glad I'm here with you rather than here alone."
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Jul 30, 2005 18:13:41 GMT -5
"We really don't have any options," Taania murmured. "And, you know, you really aren't very good at seeming reassuring." She smiled distantly.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Jul 31, 2005 11:59:49 GMT -5
"Yeah." He sighed. "I know, but it seems so hopeless." He shuddered not from any cold, but from fear. He was so afraid, it was as if he was drowning in a ice cold lake, the fear enveloping him almost completely.
"There isn't much else to say." He told her. "We just have to wait." His stomach seemed to be filled with lead, or some other metal. His heart was pounding so fast as he realized that he had found Taania, yet was going to have to leave her so soon. He felt like it was for nothing, for the dark jedi was sending him on a suicide mission, he'd be surely killed by his master. Then he would never see Taania again, never.
He felt a tear start to slide down his face and he turned his head so it wasn't visible to Taania.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Aug 3, 2005 19:55:48 GMT -5
"Hey." She touched his face lightly with one hand. "I told you, I won't let him send you off on this suicide thing. I'm a Jedi Master. Surely I can handle one Sith if I have to..." If I have to what? Force lightning? Sheesh...
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Sept 22, 2005 2:47:13 GMT -5
Raze looked at her, almost in disbeleif. "What? You'd do what?" He asked, almost knowing what she was thinking. "He's armed, you're not. He has no qualms over killing for no good reason, you do. Please, just think about that for a second."
He lay his horned head in his hands and sighed. He could feel the tiny pricks of hair on his scalp, he hadn't shaved his head in a number of days.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 1:04:25 GMT -5
((*has the sneaking suspicion that our character have changed just a bit over the last months*))
The tone in her voice was admitably odd, saying far more than her expression—the blank expression she wore— could've ever whispered. "Why? Am I unarmed? I'm a Jedi Master, Raze..."
Taania narrowed her eyes. "Don't think for a moment that I couldn't at least try to take him on, if so I choose." But she had repeated the statement, and knew that in her heart, she doubted her attachment to the Order was near as strong as it had once been.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 6, 2005 1:14:09 GMT -5
((I have that suspicion too))
Raze sighed, he could smell the sand on his hands, smell the dirt, the scent of captivity. He stayed silent for a few moments, all that could be heard was the heavy sound of his breathing. He bit his lower lip, tasting the grim that had settled on it.
The young Zabrak raised his head. He looked into her eyes for brief second and looked back at his blackened hands. "Just..." He struggled to find the words, to push them out of his mouth. His mind begged him not to finish the sentence, it seemingly taking over his body and forcing a lump in his throat, cutting off his voice.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 1:19:57 GMT -5
((*coughs* A lot. What happened to by-the-book Jedi Master and Sith-apprentice-torn?))
She refused to accept it, the pressing weight of prison weighting against her limbs, her arms, her mind, her heart... it didn't have to be there! Somehow those shackles could be thrown off, she knew it, she felt it. It kept her down, pressed against the grit and mud of the ground. Though clean, Tatooine's grime still clung to her clothing. She could smell it, interwound with her sweat, her hair, her very flesh infilitrated by the disgusting weight of poverty and filth, of a world broken.
She hated it, and no longer second guessed the emotion. It belonged in her thoughts, her fingertips... it was her. It was her mind, her being, her very self, to hate, to find annoyance in the little things. The sand made her cring, the mess that filled her mind with unfamiliar emotions pressing against her.
Unfamiliar, but somewhere in the depths of her mind, she remembered her Padawans. And grimaced. "I... I'm sorry, Raze. It's just—" she picked her words carefully "—I'm frustrated being here, held away from anything I could take into my own hands."
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 6, 2005 1:28:23 GMT -5
Raze reached over and placed a hand on her shoulder. His eyes glistened in the pale light, he was crying. "I know." He mumbled, the lump in his throat hurt, it hurt to talk. "I know." He didn't know what to say, even if he did, would the lump in his throat, his mind, let him?
He turned to look away from her, out of shame. He almost never cried, never. He was a drifter, a thief and a fail being, he was supposed to hardened, not a weak and worthless Zabrak.
He slowly retracted his hand, again, out of shame. His proud Zabrak blood was screaming to harden, to stop crying, to stop being frail. His broad shoulders shuddered once and his thorny head bent down to look at the gritty ground of their cell.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 1:33:10 GMT -5
"What's wrong?" She couldn't bring herself to touch him, to reach across the cell and offer a comforting hand. There was a time when she would've, but not now... now... Am I so changed that he can't even bear to look at me any longer?
The realization hit her, struck her across the face as if someone had brought a stunrod to her cheekbones. It felt as if some hand had reached out to cuff her across the side of her face, leaving an imaginary stinging shadow across her features. She reached up unconsciously to brush it away. To ignore. And nothing to say... "I'm not asking you to love me." Her voice sounded strained, her accent distorted with strange emotions—and they weren't all affection. "Just tell him when he comes back you changed your mind... let him kill me, if he will."
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 6, 2005 1:45:21 GMT -5
Raze shook his head. Her comments, her suggestions in particular, made his insides cringe. He tore his eyes from his hands and locked them on hers. He shook his head again, tears flowing down his tattooed cheeks.
He reached forward and pulled her to him, into a tight embrace. He rested his chin on her shoulder, his arms wrapping around her middle. "But I do love you, I couldn't abandon you." He whispered in her ear, forcing his words past the lump and out of his mouth, making it sound strange to him, strangled. He cried into her shoulder gently, feeling too overwhelmed to function.
The events of the last few days hand finally caught up to him. His body shuddered openly, shamefully. He held Taania closely, as if fearing she'd be snatched away by some horrible creature. He didn't want to let, he didn't want to abandon her, he wouldn't, he couldn't.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 1:50:33 GMT -5
To be torn in two, Taania knew, was a horrible thing. And this had brought her to that location, where her hands wanted to wrap around his shoulders and hold him until they were forced apart by their captor, and where her mind wanted to shove him away, to make this nightmare end before it led to certain death.
And that in itself took her tongue, twisted it in a knot in her mouth. She couldn't bring herself to speak, to even choke out the half answers that the situation required she give. And though her eyes remained dry, she found that she too shook in the cold fear of the events that had taken place. Found that she had no choice but to hold him tightly, and not let go, for the fear that something would reach out and rip them apart before she could say what needed to be said.
But her throat was as dry as her eyes, and no sounds were able to escape from her larnyx without shuddering and falling still.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 6, 2005 2:01:13 GMT -5
He lifted his head and looked at her, his nose almost touching hers. He stroked her hair, her cheek, her shoulder, all in silence. He smiled weakly, though he was still crying.
Raze could feel her hesitation, her conflict. He knew it was unavoidable, he understood. He took a deep breath, exhaling it slowly. He continued to gently stroke her hair, letting her sort this out by herself, without verbal influence, yet still there for when she came to a conclusion.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 2:05:36 GMT -5
It was the twisting feeling in her gut that finally broke her, that contorted emotion that screamed over and over in the depths of her mind, that grabbed her and hurled her into a wall of things that shouldn't've existed. It was the tender, affectionate choice of touching her hair. It simply was, and was unavoidable.
As unavoidable as her conflict, but far more powerful. She leaned forward, their faces touching slightly, and let herself cry silently, and let herself be broken. But for good or ill. "I love you too," she murmured, almost inautably. "I know."
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 6, 2005 2:10:50 GMT -5
Raze leaned forward and quickly, almost less than a second, set his lips on Taania's. "I love you too." He murmured. And that was that, they had both come to their conclusions, no matter how much conflict behind them.
Conflict, there was no shortage of it. It wouldn't be easy, it would be difficult, but, usually things worth having are difficult. Raze knew that fighting for what one desired was of the utmost importance. Yet now wasn't the time for fighting, now definitely not.
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 2:15:20 GMT -5
((They probably already admitted they loved each other before, but who cares. Loleth.))
There was no time left to fight. They were both broken, and that was that. They had no choice but to sit and wait, and try to avoid the emotions that set in and tried to break them down... Taania found that she jerked back slightly from the reaction. It was unexpected, yet not. To kiss someone, even briefly, was completely against her old ingrained Code. To love...
Well, tough luck for them, she decided, and kissed him lightly on the side of the face. They had made their choice... or perhaps in a way it had been made for them by fate.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 6, 2005 2:23:39 GMT -5
Raze felt his stomach plummet when she had pulled away, then come back when she kissed him gently on the side of the face. He sighed contently, realizing that it was a big step. He knew that she would need time to adjust, if they got it.
He realized that everything seemed hopeless, that it would be easy to fall into despair. He hoped that the two of them would prevent eachother from doing so.
((Maybe we should fast forward or something, our villian has obviously had the chance to eat his four course dinner, possibly followed by watching a few episodes of Smallville. lol))
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 6, 2005 2:28:11 GMT -5
((Loleth. Tommorow. I have to go to sleep, or I'll be walking around like a zombie all day tommorow muttering about braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaains...))
She closed her eyes, and waited for the disturbance she knew would come all too soon. There was no hope in it not coming, after all, because things could never stay complacient for long.
They didn't.
Because that was when Eliaith the tall dark and choke-happy chose to return.
((Cliffy! Bwhaha!))
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Oct 6, 2005 2:30:35 GMT -5
((yes quite lol. MTFBWY, have a good night.))
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Post by Tiana, eh? on Oct 10, 2005 23:39:58 GMT -5
((Too lazy to log in as Eli, because I need a second computer to pull it off easily, and the other one's occupied... if I end up pushing Taania out of the scene, I'll switch))
Eli stared at them with an oddly amused look on his face. "What a shame, I missed the fireworks. Maybe you'd like to kiss again, because it's written all over your faces."
Taania gave him an odd look.
"I'd tell you to get a room, of course, but you already have a cell." Eliaith smiled, but not a friendly smile. Instead he just looked threatening, attempting to wear the politely friendly expression. "And it seems I have a second job, but this one for the Jedi Master."
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