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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 6:40 pm
Once free from her bonds, Siren slowly dressed herself just enough to be covered and then gently motioned for Calliga to lay down, starting to massage his shoulders once he did, and would work her hands around his body. " Just tell me if there's anywhere specific that aches at all. I want you to be totally relaxed after this. You deserve it. " she said, her tone still sultry. " Oh, and I've been meaning to ask... Any luck with that holocron yet? You haven't said much about it lately. "
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 7:33 pm
Calliga held still, thinking. "Hmm. Yeah; I did get the old creep to show up; these moments of ours have helped immensely; and besides, you seem so bored doing paperwork. So I planned this little chat as a means of recreation..."
Calliga laughed softly at the joke; it was both truth and pun, all at once. Siren's touch proved to be very relaxing indeed, she knew her art well.
"nmm.... That feels nice-is this too, part of your lessons too, huh?"
Calliga looked up at Siren, re-noticing her rather strong figure yet agian.
"-say; is there other means of pleasure, besides....bed?"
The Sith questioned, curiously; while plotting in the back of his mind on what to do next.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 7:37 pm
Koren had finished his training. He had been thoroughly beaten up and had done some beating as well. He had both gained and lost some respect, but when you fight over ten matches, that tends to happen. He dragged himself into the bath and cleaned the dirt and blood off his body. He donned a nice new set of linen robes and then put the pants and boots of his armor on. He put on his belt and holstered his carbine before slinging the torso and helmet of his armor over his shoulder and heading out.
Koren was bored. He wanted some adventure. Some war. He had been on Mandalore longer in the past month than in the last five years. It bothered him. Not that he didn't love the planet, but that he knew he could be out there doing something that mattered and made a difference. So he set out his mind. He was going to pick a random planet he was at least half-familiar with and go there.
I leave in one day.
With that, he went to a nearby restaurant for some food.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 8:35 pm
" Well, a guy getting a massage from a scantily-clad girl might add to the atmosphere of pleasure, so in that regard, yes, you could say this is still part of it. Though it's mainly to help you feel relaxed and refreshed. " Siren said, continuing to rub her hands around Calliga's body, soothing his muscles.
" As for other means besides taking someone to bed with me, I can give massages, as you are quite aware of now, I can entertain with dancing, I can sweet talk and tease, and well... It's hard to describe anything more than that. Subtle use of the Force to boost the effects helps as well. Such as, gently persuading someone into letting themselves be absorbed by their desires to be more effected by whatever's being done, and so on. " Siren said, stopping for a moment as she came down and half-embraced him, slowly and gently rubbing a hand down his arm in a suggestive tease. " As you've no doubt noticed by now, my submissive ways, compared to other Sith and their dominant power attitudes, can be quite the arsenal. "
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 8:46 pm
"I have-I could not call you my teacher had I missed such. Welll..."
Calliga stood up, stretching. Turning to look at siren as he wrapped his bandage-clothing back on, Calliga continued.
"-so, we have a plan. I'm to rig a handover of technology to the rebels, then we seize the jedi who take the bait, right? Shall we do that in few days or so, then?"
Calliga questioned, stepping close.
"I'm sure that gives us plenty of time for....learning." Bending close, Calliga kissed siren briefly; doing it slightly out of something more than just because it felt good. Stepping back and finishing up his outfit, Calliga stepped toward the door.
"Again, siren-you leave me with more to practice. I'm going to prepare my skills by myself for a bit; and my 'saber arm calls me."
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 9:10 pm
" A few days, yes. It would take some time to make preparations, and the more time that's spent making sure of it all, the better chances of it succeeding without any problems. " Siren said. After Calliga left for his own room, Siren got up and finished getting dressed herself, which didn't amount to a whole lot more than the little bit she already had on.
After heading out, she went to her attendent's office. " You need something, my Queen? " the Twi'lek asked, giving her full attention. " I want you to give Calliga full access to my quarters. " Siren replied. " After that, take a break, I know how tiresome and boring all that work was we've been doing lately for boosting trade and defense. I don't want my staff getting worn out from all that. " " As you wish, and thank you, my Queen. " the Twi'lek said.
Siren then left and headed for her quarters for some relaxing of her own. As fun and pleasurable as it was to do various acts of sensuality, enough of that combined with political work was enough to make her want to just take it easy for a while.
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 9:36 pm
Calliga stepped into his room and dropped half of his bandages right back off agian, sighing in a manner of someone about to pull a major stunt; a "here we go". After a a shower, Calliga went for his saber and only dressed halfway; leaving his torso bare for the exersizes. Glancing irrably over at the silent black object on the bed, Calliga thunked it solidly with his lightsaber hilt, tapping his foot.
"Oi. Mighty Tulak, your hover-sled is here.."
The sith declared in tone dripping with sarcasm. The device lit up red and the belligerent specter formed swiftly from dark smoke, it's glowing red eyes angry.
"Can it. Get on with the lessons, old one."
Calliga commanded deftly, taking up a "ready" pose before summoning the force to grip the black pyramid solidly; demonstrating he could crush it without touching.
The phantom growled, but suddenly held it's nonexistent tongue.
<...You've been practicing. Clever....how long are you going to use that girl?>
Calliga didn't move, answering while staring down the wall.
"As long as I want. I intend to conquer her as anything else...then keep as a slave to boost my powers as I wish."
The specter's voice carried a wicked smile.
"Oh really...? I can sense lust in you-a exceellent emotion, but you lie. That Girl is more to you... a weakness....>
"Hardly. She's a dangerous one, but also weak because she is strong. Passion is a weapon, and she needs it like air. I can but a 'saber to her neck without ever hitting the ignition switch. Than I have a ally, her loyalty, and power through her. Now, old man, are you going to teach, or must I recycle you...?"
Calliga snapped, his voice laden with malice.
< Good! Deceit, self-interest, lust and greed. all these are keys; some of which I was sure you are forgotten...now, whelp, you may yet be useful to me.>
calliga's eyes narrowed.
"i would slay you first. Now get on with it!!"
The phantom sith laughed darkly, then raised hand.
"Whatever."
and in a instant, calliga's body became infused with a life not wholly it's own, and the Sith responded to it accordingly, resonating with it and leaping into a series of tight flips and slashes, the walls, floor and ceiling all becomin interchangable as matters progressed.
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 10:07 pm
After finishing up the things needing her attention at the moment, the Twi'lek then sent a message to Calliga's room that included the access code for Siren's quarters, as per her instructions. Once done, she shut down her terminal, and went out to get herself pampered by some of the other staff.
Siren entered her quarters and crashed on her bed for a little while. Before she did anything else, she wanted to just lay down and rest. At least with a little Force assistance it wouldn't take long. It amounted to little more than meditation. After a few moments of silence, she got up again and started to fill up her tub. It'd take longer than the shower, but it was more relaxing, and that was the only thing on her mind at the moment.
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 08, 2008 10:58 pm
The holocron ghost faded out, and calliga put down his Lightsaber, gasping.
"That...guy...."
He mumbled slowly staring at the black device. a beep from the wall console drew his attention; he'd missed message while training. As he called it up, and dark grin came to his face.
The access code to siren's chambers flashed on his wall; his for the taking. It was child's play to scan it to his key card; moreover was what it ment. Siren was weakening. She wanted it, badly if either she or one of her minions was sending messages out with her room key. Oh, how sweet-the moment of conquering was close in both literal and figurative terms. Calliga shook his head, laughing darkly.
taking a second shower to clear off the sweat from training, The sith warrior went over and laid down on his bed, closing his eyes to meditate and rest for a bit; drawing himself into the dark side and wandering in it's power while his body rested. He would need a good deal of stamina; this could be it; the moment that broke Siren if he addicted her here and now; if wouldn't matter if he became hooked as well, he'd have her.
and if they both become hooked on each other; fine-the passion generated was exponentially greater each time-heh. He'd have the universe in his palm if this kept up. Now...to rest....
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after a while, the ambitious sith got up and arranged his clothes just right for matters, donning the top f his garments he's ommited for the training session with his swordsmanship. Drawing the dark side around him; he clouded himself from view in the minds of those watching-just a expectant laugh left the room, and the newly-upgraded card key. If this was played just so; she would break; and break like those prisoners he had watched her work on.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 2:32 am
After several minutes, Siren had finished washing herself and was just laying back and soaking, enjoying the comfort for a while. After she was satsified, she got out and looked for something fresh and clean to wear. After a few moments on deciding, she started to get dressed.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 5:25 am
Xel sat and slightly listened to the bickering between Viz and Jen. The Duros paid little attention, as he had grown accustomed to the two's playful jests at one another. It was one of the ways to spend time on a ship, he thought as he cleaned his custom made revolver. The small freighter had little in the way of entertainment, but Xel didn't mind. He had spent a lot of time on ships as a kid so he felt just as comfortable in a ship as on land.
Suddenly he felt the ship transition from Hyperspace. He looked up to see Mireen and Soap enter into the hold.
"We've reached Sullust," Mireen announced.
"It's about time," Viz stated, anxious to get started.
"All right then. Let's get down to business," Xel started. "We have exactly twelve hours from when we touch down to open the front door for our forces. Since the intel we have is somewhat outdated, I want to get a look at the place and see if they've added anything before we sneak in. I want Mireen, Jen, Viz and myself to take a look at the area. Look for security measures and guard posts. We meet back here in two hours. Soap, I want you to stick around here and keep an eye on the equipment. Understood?" The team nodded in confirmation. "Good. Now let's get started."
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 7:47 pm
Johnny Malone It had been a few days since last Karah Tos had called on his new apprentice for training. While he liked the idea of having someone to carry on his legacy after he was gone, Karah Tos didn't trust this "gift" of Nakara's. She was too spirited, too overconfident, and from all appearences and the information his spies had gleaned about her history too apt to treachery. If she was going to be of any use to him in the future Karah Tos decided that he was going to have to break her and rebuild her from the ground up. "My lord, I am sorry to interupt but there is important news from Verisin," a voice broke over the comm into the Dark Lord's personal quarters breaking him from his ponderings. "There is no need to appologize, information is what is needed if we are going to win this war." the Dark Lord responded, keeping his temper in check. "The resistance has been crushed and we have captured their leader. What do you wish for me to do with him my lord?" the General asked. Karah Tos smirked, an idea had struck him. "Hold him, I am coming out to deal with him personally. You are dismissed." he replied before the image of the Sith General winked out of existence. Moving over to the consel and hitting a button brought up the image of one of the guards of the citadel. "Tell Sonya to meet me at my shuttle in fifteen minutes. We have some buisiness to take care of," Karah Tos commanded. The soldier saluted and the image faded. Karah Tos strolled out of his chamber as he chuckled to himself. It was shaping up to be a good day.
"Fifteen minutes, hangar," was all he said. She rose, and dressed herself in her tunic and apprentice gear. She realy wanted to get back into more elegant clothing. Dresses or something! She was summoned though, and she was more than willing to handle whatever Karah had for her.
He was stronger, more experienced, but she had more will. The Kaleesh were warmongers. Umbarans lived or died from the idea of power. Some even said they could even beat the bothans at their own game of subterfuge and sabotage. Sonya wanted power. Everything else was icing on the cake.
Pulling her hair back, she left for the hangar, waiting for her own master, five minutes early.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 8:11 pm
"Good your here. I have buisiness off world and you are going to accompany me." Karah Tos said as he greeted his apprentice in the hangar. "It seems the rebel forces on Verisin have finally been crushed. The last hold out of Maleth's territory is under my control and you are going to see what happens to those who defy me," he said as he moved past Sonya. "Now let's get going, we have much to do," were his last words to her as as entered his shuttle.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 8:11 pm
As the sith empress reached for the first articles of her skimpy clothing, A set of hands halted her from putting it on, one seizing her in a playful grip; the other covering her eyes.
"geuss who..."
A familliar voice teased, a hand sliding past the garments siren had half put on to add to the excitement.
"Playing dress-up? And you didn't invite me over to join you. I'm hurt."
the puns continued as Calliga greeted siren with several rather exciting touches, standing behind her and holding her close in a embrace.
"Hope you rested up, Siren-it'll be a long night...."
Calliga teased, grinning darkly and whispering into her ear before glancing at the bed.
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Posted: Wed Apr 09, 2008 8:25 pm
"As you wish, Master Karah. Is there something I can do to help?" Sonya asked. She boarded the shuttle, dogging his steps. She really wanted to do something to help him out, rather than sit back and watch.
Her mind danced with what "torture" someone like Karah could devise up. She didn't want to believe that he was really as much of a meathead that he seemed like. Still, it would be hard to beat the stories of Nakara.
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