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In a dark room
Ryssa Kalayli
Canton Higurh


A man is patient.
Yet, when patience wears thin…
When…patience…runs…out…
Women…can bleed…like cows.


To fate, what is life and death, for that matter?
To fate, life and death is a house of slaughter.
People, animals, go in, and they never leave.
Their end is like the wind as time breathes.

A man is patient.
His patience is thick.
A woman is kind of wailing.
Her tongue is evidence of this.

Your name is Ryssa Kalayli.
Canton sits and steadily breathes.
Harmonhal, Karazak…
There’s a man…with a blaster.

A man with a blaster aimed at her.

A woman is so very terrified of him.
Karazak but not Harmonhal they’re in.
Harmonhal is the name of Government HQ.
In this dark basement, no one knows this room.

A light is still blinding her from seeing him as it shines.
Music is still playing, quietly in the background though.
Anyone who’s watching is just for now that one guy.
This is not a live recording; her fate is so unknown.

Meaning, if the footage is not live, it can be edited.
If the Governor of Ryloth thinks she has a chance.
Then the Governor of Ryloth is really quite so foolish.
Fate doesn’t play games with chance, knows a man.

So, as though pressing a button, as though a pause.
A man, Shade, Canton Higurh, looks and listens on.

“No one will help you. No one will save you.”
Despite the music, her heartbeat—the tune.
“Whether you die where you sit is yet up to you.
We all have to die sometime. People are blind.
They pretend to themselves they are in control
Of events when perhaps they are not.”
No soul.

“Repeat after me. My name is Ryssa Kalayli.
I am the Governor of Ryloth.”
Eyes are gone.
A guy, a Shade, the Ninja, Canton isn’t blind.
Isn’t deaf. On a vambrace, that lift descends.

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In an elevator
Mazeryl Xiron
Roener



Wherever this would lead, he would be by his Lady Protector’s side.
So goes for Lieutenant Roener, and the others, for him and for her.
All of them, all of her Shades and Blades, all of them are warriors.
They have swords and they have blasters; are so forged by hers.

“Down.”
Now…
Fight.
Maze.
Night.
Day...

Mazeryl Xiron stands in the middle of a room.
Elevator descends—others are with her too.
She looks up, watches the rest drift above.
She looks down, peering beneath ground.

Once more into the maze, Maze!
Once more, Father, night—day!
Find her, Daughter!
YES, FATHER!


And the wall has her gaze!
Eyes are burning through it!
A lady is like another dragon!
No Mandalorian! The Lady is a Maze!

And the elevator stops…
No…the elevator…rocks!

It trembles, like a heart in fear!
Ceiling above, so far yet so near!
Maze holds on as the lift stops moving.
Her patience wears thin, breaks, so truly!

Whatever happens next will be a foe’s death!
It won’t be Ryssa Kalayli’s, not like the rest!
It won’t be like bygone slaves or Vadrian’s!
“Get this kriffing thing MOVING AGAIN!”

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Her captor did nothing despite her pleas. Didn’t say a word. Through the panic that was slowly ebbing away, Ryssa recognized the lack of a response meant that everything she’d said was falling on deaf ears. This wasn’t live.

However, what the man said was true. People were blind. She had been blind— willfully. Her fate had long been decided. Death was just a short blaster bolt away, and no matter what she did to try to delay it, she’d get it anyway. There was no way he was letting her go, even if she did what he wanted. Finally accepting this, Ryssa steeled her expression.

“You’re right,” she said. “You think you control what will happen in this room. You aren’t wrong— you can kill me anytime you want.” Saying that out loud without a tremor in her voice required all the self control she had left. “But I won’t let you control me. You’re not getting that recording.”

With that, her grip around the armrest tightened. If she was going to die here, she wasn’t going out crying and in tears. She’d seen enough. Although she was on her last legs, she wasn’t about to let the man get the satisfaction of knocking her down again.

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Mazeryl Xiron
Roener

Roener kept his blaster tightly in his hands as the elevator descended. The faces and lights above soon faded, and he prepared himself to enter whatever room this led to when the lift abruptly stopped, sending a jolt through the legs of everyone standing in it.

Wherever they were, this wasn’t where they were meant to stop.

“On it.” A quick message over comms to his counterparts above would notify them about the problem. In a few seconds, he would receive a call back.

“Lady Protector.” Roener turned to Maze so she could hear. “It appears that the emergency stop function has been activated. We’re attempting to locate the switch now.” Hurry it up, would you? He didn’t say it aloud, but he couldn’t help tapping his foot as they were forced to wait.

After about a minute or so, the elevator suddenly whirred back to life and resumed its descent. At the bottom, the door would open, and this one would reveal a bright white light inside.

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A man is never afraid.
This man knows no fear.
A man sits close and near.
Upon a woman—his gaze.

And that music—stops.
No, the music shifts.
Yes, a voice is gone.
Guitars—come in.

A woman’s heart.
Beating. Beating.
Her shaky arms.
Ryssa. Kalayli.

“You’re right.”

I cannot lie.
“You think
You control
What will
Happen
In this
Room.”

Mood.
“You can
Kill me
Anytime
You want.”

Not wrong.

“But I won’t
Let you
Control me.
You’re not
Getting
That
Recording.”


A woman is brave.
A man knows pain.
Of it he can make.
But not on her face.

They needed her features.
For this recorded feature.
They are his employer.
Why he came for her.

“I already have the recording.”
Technology is like a webbing.
“You will still sing in between
“The speech. First a scream.”


Her grip around the armrest tightened.
Straps around her arms thus tighten.
Emerging with such a rapid speed.
Also her ankles and a neck band.

Maybe now Ryssa is again worried.
She is bound to a chair—so cold.
A man can make people bleed.
He is an agent of fate—so old.

And a man touches his arm!
A vambrace can take her apart!
Upon it is a system and a button!
Hand hovers and a finger presses it!

Built into the chair is an injection system!
Has a syringe in it and it pokes into her spine!
Maybe a governor should’ve had more wisdom!
No matter her courage, in the end, she might die!

For now, Governor's free to thrash around.
Ryssa Kalayli is able to scream so very loud.
She has a reason to, a man thinks and knows.
In veins, a liquid burns like fire in flesh and bone.

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A minute or so.
O so long though.
When a lady is waiting.
To go and slay her enemy.

...Ryssa...Kalayli…
Her enemy will bleed.
The enemy of two ladies.
I will KILL you! Maze thinks!

So stopped that elevator!
But a lift will not stop her!
A woman! A lady is Maze!
THE BREAKER OF CHAINS.

And the elevator hums back to life.
Fingers tighten around sword-hilt.
Its blade sheathed but so bright.
A weapon so honed for the kill.

The doors open.
For the weapon.
It is that woman.
And she steps in.

Leads from the front again.
Blades and Shades—friends.
Allies against enemies—Roener.
A commander who will die for her.

She would die for them.
Her friends are her soldiers.
In the day, night, now and then.
On Karazak, her friends are warriors!

Mazeryl’s troops do have her back!
They move into the room, not too fast!
Before them, a short corridor, then a door!
Hand in hilt, daggers in eyes, across the floor!

The bright light is that burning red bulb.
Above that iron door. Like blood... Pulp.
The hallway is otherwise quite well lit.
Of gore, a girl learned to stomach it.

Maze thinks of two headless Shades.
Father…I’m going to make him pay!
The Ninja took the head of Vadrian.
So Maze will take the head off him!

Maze, remember, daughter.
Remember that room.
Remember what, Father?
The room behind you.


And the door behind them.
Suddenly closes just then.

“Captain?”
Is speaking
To that man
Captain rank
Who’s also at
That other end
Of the comlink.
“Captain!?”

He chimes in.
[“Some kinda
Dormant
Defense
Mechanism.
We must’ve
Tripped it
When we
Opened
The door.”]


“Put it back to sleep.”
Maze thusly speaks.
[“Working on it.”]

-BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP-
-WRING!-WRING-WRING!-
-WRING!-WRING!-WRING!-


That’s the sound in writing.
Of an alarm system singing.

[“Would you open that door now please!?”]
On the other line, another woman speaks.

“Hold your positions.
Everyone stay calm.”

What’s this alarm!?

“What’s that?”
Asks a man.

And she remembers them.
Yes, those severed heads.
The bodies on the ground.
"Down!" Again. "Get down!"

And the corridor lights up!
As a beam of light interrupts!
A laser comes from other end!
For the group—and their heads!

The corridor is now a kill box.
At either end the door is locked.
Maze hears a woman on the comm.
The lights in her black eyes come on!

[“Captain, quick!”]
A woman on comlink.
Again, on the other end.
Wrapped in panic, speaks.

[“There’s something killing them in there!
You gotta hurry! You gotta help them!”]

She is speaking toward that captain.
Topside—and to rescue their friends.

The warriors are on the floor and linger.
A man lies trembling and lifting fingers.
Rather, remainders of severed digits.
Maze lays and is shouting. “MEDIC!”

So falls the head of a woman!
The laser had been quite quick!
Quicker than in this one scene!
In which others are thus ducking!

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Maze clutches the man’s wrist.
“You’re going into shock!
Stay conscious!”
Stay awake!”

Says Maze!
Fury in her fist!
They’re all she has got!
A Protector would die for him!

[“Open the door!”]
“It’s coming back!”
[“I’m almost there!”]
[“Well try harder!”]
“IT’S COMING BACK!”

This time the laser is near the floor.
So Maze springs up with her sword.
Another man jumps to not be slain.
Just as a laser raises—into his waist.

Behind him, Maze also jumps.
Legs up—she raises her body.
Feet to the ceiling, hands cling.
As the laser passes by beneath.
All of it like Resident Evil’s scene.
And behind a door, Ryssa screams.


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He already had the recording? It wasn’t possible. She hadn’t said a single thing that could have helped him, and even if the footage was doctored, it would be easy to tell that it wasn’t what she’d really meant. For all she was concerned, she’d managed to get herself a small win by not giving in to his latest demand.

That was, until the straps suddenly appeared and bound her to the seat. When she tried to pull her hands out, however, she realized she couldn’t. Feet, that didn’t work either. Worst of all was the cold strap around her neck, where she could barely move her head.

She’d heard enough stories to figure out where this was going.

However, none of that would prepare her for the pain that racked her afterwards. At first it was just a jab in the back that caused her to jerk forward. However, what started as a low burning sensation soon began to creep through her body, like lava slowly but surely scorching everything in its path. She tried to move, to get rid of it, but it only made the pain worse. When it reached her arms, it felt like she’d been lit on fire from the inside, and she gasped.

That only resulted in her feeling like she’d just swallowed a hot metal rod, and she felt the hysteria set in again. She began to thrash, trying to throw off the straps and get off the chair and away from whatever this poison was. There was nothing but pain, worse than anything she’d experienced before. The gasp turned into a cry, which then turned into wordless screams. It had only been seconds, but it felt like it was never going to end. Death, which she’d so wanted to avoid before, now would have been a blessing.

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The doors opened, revealing a hall ahead of them with a door at the other end. It appeared the path ahead was clear, and Roener quickly began to make his way forward along with a couple of the others. What was there to fear? He, however, hadn’t been in the room to see the other trap.

Hearing the commotion going on over comms, Roener would continue moving forward. She was close— he knew it. There was no time to waste!

However, when the woman in front of him suddenly stopped in her tracks and Maze yelled out to get down, Roener knew that something was wrong. He dove to the floor just as the laser beam passed over his head, so faint that he just barely saw it. Glancing back, though barely daring to, Roener could see that one man had lost his fingers while the Lady Protector shouted at him to stay awake. Looking back forward, there was a nauseating smell of burnt meat when he saw that the woman’s torso had been separated in two. The lieutenant suddenly had the urge to vomit.

He wouldn’t let himself, though. There was a job to be done.

Lifting his blaster shakily, he would aim it towards the area where the laser had come from. With a shot, the region of the wall would let out a flurry of sparks as the laser promptly shut off. Sure that it was gone, Roener would cautiously get back to his feet before racing over to Maze.

“It’s gone now! We’re going to the door.” He spoke into his comms while looking at his governor, gripping the device so tightly that his knuckles were white. Then his gaze drifted over to the man in her arms. He hadn’t been so lucky. “Get a medic down here.” With that, he would tear his eyes away and head back toward the door, ready to blast it open if he had to.

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Canton Higurh



How does a man already have a recording of a woman?
The question really is what even is a man’s intention?
A man is a Shade, a Shade is the Ninja, the Ninja is
Canton Higurh, and Canton is also an—assassin.

What does all of this nonsense mean then?
It means that a—man—is—a—man—and
A woman is screaming, thrashing her head.
“Somewhere you made a choice.” Says man.

He doesn’t look, but his vambrace is informative.
It tells him, yes, it sings, of bugs in his hallway.
All while that one woman screams in such pain.
Insects in my house. Crawling into my kitchen.

“All followed to this.”
Pistachios in a fist.
Fingers crack shell.
Her cries, they swell.

A man taps on a vambrace.
As an enemy still advances.
And a woman still thrashes.
As a recording still catches.

What does a man want?
What is a man even after?
What if all this time, all along,
A man is actually Kayden Skyler?

But none of this matters anymore.
Here they come. Toward my door.
A lady is a governor and more.
Ryssa Kalayli, she’s no whore.

For all we know, this is Darth Vader.
And I’m not a poet, just a mad writer.
Along the Move Along, scream higher.
Purple pretty Twi’lek, burning with fire!

“I will leave you to your thoughts.”
A man gets up and he moves along.
All of his evidence is carried in his chest.
Not in his office, he’s no idiot, can’t die yet.

In his vambrace, on his person, if a man he is.
Canton Higurh, Kayden Skywalker, or Matthias.
‘I am—that is’ and may we note extended hyphen.
Canton Higurh, blaster trigger, a man is so violent!

And, just in case, Canton takes an extra measure.
On his way, that is, make an escape at hidden ladder.
Open the hatch, no frown or laugh, holds up a detonator.
“You’re in the great game now... Try to survive…Governor…”

And the hatch is sealed behind!
From a corner of the room too!
Ryssa cannot see it as she cries!
A floor is just a floor in a room!

And the clock begins to tick…
Any in earshot can hear it...
The ticker is this question…
How many posts will it take…
Until the timer just goes away?

…Tick…
…Tock…
…Click…
…Bomb…


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Hands on the ceiling.
Long red black jacket.
Sword of clang—cling.
A corridor of madness.

Maze lets go, finds the floor.
Boots thud, gaze at the door.
“It’s gone now!” Says her Roener.
“We’re going to the door!” Further.

[“Confirmed! That blaster shot nailed it!"]
["As we shut it down on our end in sync!”]

Maze was concerned that light might come back alive.
Whether the hacker, whether blaster, they’re all right.
Of course, as fate had it, not everyone had yet survived.
Go, Maze! Hurry! GO! You cannot waste anymore time!

YES, FATHER.

Obeys daughter!

She releases her soldier.
For the hands of chance.
Fate is not Maze’s game.
The future must be hers.
By her own hands paved.
Not written, she’s learned.
For all her many mistakes.

“Breach team! MOVE UP!”
Those soldiers then obey!
At the door, plug a device.
Behind it—a woman cries.

Comms open up next.
Return of the Captain.
Pass codes—in breath.
Maze’s team break in.

She’s standing in the middle of a corridor.
Before her men and women, at the door.
Arm at her side, other on hilt of her sword.
This moment, this violin—just like before.

And the door opens!
And a Maze steps in!
Lady Protector within!
Lady Maze, a woman!

The room is…cold…like a lonely night.
Amid it is…yes…a single light so bright.
Maze sweeps a gaze, instant is her sight.
Hears music, faint; whimpering—her right.

The light was shining into another room.
A wall, no door, to another connected to.
“Lights!” Oh, Maze’s team have lights too.
A hand signals for her team to now move.

Carefully, they navigate where the light is shining.
Violins, here and there, in speakers surrounding.
When the door opened, music—but no singing.
And, for better or worse, there’s no screaming.

Mazeryl Xiron, the Lady Protector of Karazak.
She moves along, heart pumping in her chest.
Father…please…please…don’t let her be dead.
Whatever her fate, I am with you—now—then.


There Maze stands, facing the opposite wall now.
A standing light before her, like a circle so round.
The light.
The light!
THE LIGHT.
THE LIGHT!


And the light shines over an object!
On the chair, no, it’s a woman yet!
A lady isn’t moving, drooping head.
Purple Twi’lek—is she thus dead?

“RYSSA!”
Maze rushes!
Kalayli—no motion.
On her skin, sweat gushes.

Maze's fingers are dancing.
Upon this strap, unstrapping.
Of that wrist, Mazeryl is freeing.
Then the feet; fear, how it stings.

“WAKE UP!”
She doesn’t budge!
“PROTECTOR!”
Calls over Roener.

“Can you hear that?”
Amid the music, she can.
In between violins, a -BEEP-.
Above Ryssa, and by that man.
Below other man, beside woman.
Beeping over there and everywhere.

The room is otherwise clear.
No sign of a him, that Shade.
The Ninja, source of her fear.
A man of pain who can slay.

Maze pulls Ryssa forward in her arms.
That causes Ryssa and the chair to part.
And she sees, the syringe, which is built in.
Discovers the serum—knows what it inflicts.

Beside one syringe is another syringe.
All the while, quicker beats, like heartbeats.
From the floor, walls, and even from that ceiling.
Like a clock ticking, winding down, but cannot flinch.

Maze injects the other needle into Ryssa Kalayli.
It is like an antidote, a counter agent, for our lady.
She won’t know it though, Twi’lek is now so lazy.
She is waking, finally, though her eyes are hazy.

“I got no sign of him!”
“Nothing on my radar!”
“Do we give pursuit!?”

“How is she?” Roener.

“She’s alive!”

Maze rises.
Gave irises.
“No time!”

None of them want to be in this room when the clock stops.
Maze has a lingering feeling that her enemy is already long gone.
Whatever they would find in this deep dark dungeon would take long.
The Ninja is a shadow of a Shade and time is barely what they have got.

“Help me!”
She pleads.
Roener grabs a shoulder.
While Maze grabs the other.

“She’ll feel like she’s come out of a fire.”
Maze knows much as Ryssa climbs higher.
The liquid in her veins was kind of like feeling
Flames had consumed your soul and whole body.

It didn’t last long yet agony lasted for eternity.
And if left unchecked, it could yet lead to death.
So a remedy is what Maze identified to then inject.
Whether still friends after this, Maze must save Kalayli.

“Avel, Manders, take point!”
Roener calls as they all join.
Into the corridor, beeping is louder.
Faster, while troops are around her.

The soldiers of Karazak.
No more, no less than.
Shades and Blades.
Beside their Maze.

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Ryssa couldn’t hear the man over her own screams, and she didn’t even notice him leave the room. By then, she’d started to feel lightheaded, and the pounding in her head was getting to be too much to bear. The fire burned on and on, and it felt like it would never stop. Wouldn’t it all be better if it all just… ended? As the thought went through her delirious mind, she didn’t notice that her voice had died out, the screams gone. Everything still hurt, but relief would soon come when a wave of black took over, and she slumped forward.

She didn’t feel it when Maze removed her bindings or injected her with the antidote. It was only when she was pulled from the chair that some of her consciousness returned. Her eyes opened blearily— she could still feel the throbbing pain inside her. Someone was shouting too, but the words sounded distant.

“Let me go.” The words were so faint they were barely even a whisper. Panic threatened to set in again as she couldn’t see who these people were, but she was too tired to fight back. Whoever they were, she hoped that they would just end this soon. She couldn’t bear it anymore.

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As Roener carried the governor into the corridor and back in the direction of the elevator, the incessant ticking seemed to grow louder and louder. No one said anything about it, but there was a collective understanding that it was a bomb and that they needed to get out now.

On the way to the elevator, Roener would speak into his comms. “Bad time to use the lift. Send down some cords for us instead.” It was fortunate that they’d cut into the elevator ceiling in the first place, and within seconds, numerous cords had come down into it.

“All set, lieutenant.”

“Copy that.”

Setting the governor down quickly but gently, Roener would take one of the cutting tools someone had left behind to slice through the door. Who knew if the Ninja had disabled it by now, but it didn’t matter. Before long they would have a clear path through, and as soon as it was done he would go back out to the two governors.

“Lady Protector? Let’s get out of here.”

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If a lion can roar…
Maybe a lady will.
A maze in a door.
And Maze can kill.

Across the floor.
Into the corridor.
Tick-tock-clock.
Is beeping louder.

They all hear it.
But can’t do much
To keep it from ticking.
No, all they can do is run.

With the governor
On your shoulder
It makes it harder
But Maze has her.

“Let me go.”
“Ohhhh no!”
Headshake.
On a Maze!

“I’ve got you!”
I GOT HER!
Maze, move!
YES, FATHER.


“I can’t carry the pain for you.”
On one side of the governor
Maze walks and is holding her.
Forward! “But I can carry you!”

Always!
Yes, Maze!
As before!
Always!
Forward!


Past that door.
Of such darkness.
Into the corridor.
Twi’lek’s weak breath.

Ryssa is suddenly heavy.
Maze is suddenly so weak.
Maze remembers, she sees.
That Ryssa's a friend in need.

NO! SHE'S A KRIFFING
GOVERNOR LIKE ME!


She could not die!
Not here, not now!
KARKING.
BEEPING.


At the elevator.
They have her.
“Take the Governor!”
Not Maze! The other!

Roener secures her, Ryssa.
Then turns to Lady Protector.
A Maze looks down then up.
Always forward. Yes, Father.

“Lady Protector?”
He has her ear.
And she turns.
“Let’s get out of here.”

Up the cords.
Ryssa is first.
Off a cold floor.
A lady has thirst.

“EVERYONE OUT!”
She’s not playing around.
“THIS HOLE’S RIGGED TO BLOW!”
A sound theory, no one knows it though.

“Keep her on your shoulder!”
Maze commands her Roener.
No waver. “Yes, Lady Protector!”
They move as one, both Governors.

No longer leading, slower than others.
Instead, the Lady’s team is in the lead.
It affords a Maze to think while running.
Ninja... Shade... Blade... Bomb... Burning…

And all of them, the men and the women!
They rush through—as if they are a sea!
Through the corridor, through the door!
Behind them, a thunder, yes, an explosion!

“GET YOUR ASSES MOVING!”
Maze’s team won't be losing!

Mazeryl, Roener and Ryssa at the back.
Maze turns her head and steals a glance.
From here to the final corridor, a straight line.
If they can outrace the inferno further behind.

"IT'S GAINING ON US!"
"SHUT THE
KARK UP!"

We must!
Everyone!

"JUST RUN!"

And the fire behind climbs higher!
As a roar in a chest grows brighter!
Maze is a blade but she's also a fire!
Upon the inferno, she'll make a pyre!

Ryssa appears to whisper something.
Or not. Mazeryl is barely even listening.
Thunder in her heartbeat is O so splitting.
"JUST HOLD ONTO ME! WE ARE LEAVING!"

If they can make it to the exit, that last door.
Before the fire swallows them and the floor.
The lady can roar and a fire can roar.
A name of a song is "Hear Me Roar".

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Ryssa Kalayli

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Whirring. It sounded distant. The voices still went on, but their words sounded like a jumbled mess. Much like the droning of politicians in late night meetings, the ones she used to stay up for. Had she fallen asleep during one? Was this all a dream? If so, she wanted to wake up, but her mind wouldn’t let her.

And the shouting. It was so loud, yet why couldn’t she understand them? A low boom sounded, followed by heavy footsteps and comm chatter close to her ear. She couldn’t see, feel, or hear in that moment. Really, it felt like she had nothing to lose.

But Roener could experience it all.

“IT’S GAINING ON US!” He didn’t respond— just kept running, like the Lady Protector said. He wasn’t looking where he was going as the flames roared after them, burning hot at their heels. He turned corners when he needed to and he raced back out the way they came until… light!

There was, quite literally, a breath of fresh air when they all made it outside. The group made their way away from the building as the explosion rocked the ground for a moment. Soon, the flames burst out and died as they retreated back inside.

As Roener’s shoulders relaxed, Ryssa would finally be able to move her head a bit. The pain was getting better now, and she was able to see clearer now too. And the first face that caught her gaze was that of Mazeryl Xiron. She didn’t know how to feel about that.

“Why did you do it?” The whisper escaped her lips. “Was it you?” She probably wasn’t making much sense at all, but she still couldn’t think straight. If it had been Maze who’d had her kidnapped and tortured, what would be the point?

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Mazeryl Xiron

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…A…dragon…
A dragon in
…A…Maze…


Her mind
Is racing.
No time
For pain.
A Maze
Is not a
Dragon
Neither is
A Maze a
Targaryen.

Though they must move quickly,
Mazeryl and those too of her ilk.
For Maze, time moves so slowly.
Legs—burning—but time’s still.

A…dragon...in…a...maze…
You don’t mean you, Maze.


Before her, a door yearns.
Behind her, a fire burns.
Do you, daughter?
…No…father…


The dragon is that fire.
Its tongue burns brighter.
A fire bellows toward Maze.
O an inferno of her mistakes.

She’s a failure!
Maze, yes, her!
SHUT UP
DAUGHTER!
YES, FATHER!


The light behind!
A light can blind!
Mazeryl’s eyes!
Upon that sky!

The light!
The light!
THE LIGHT!
THE LIGHT!


The flames
Burst out
And died
As they
Retreated
Back inside.

Maze is wavering.
The sky is so bright.
A hand over her eyes.
Escaped a hall of night.

Beside her is Roener.
Beside them: Governor.
The Governor—of Ryloth.
Eyes in eyes—hers are off.

“Why did you do it?”

A whisper from her.
“Was it you?”
…Tortured?
Kidnap you?
She means?
Does she think?
It really was me?


Now it’s Maze’s turn.
For her eyes to search.
The eyes of the governor.
Into Kalayli’s—O they burn.

Mazeryl Xiron is not sure
If she should be concerned
Toward Kalayli, regarding her
Query, considering she’s under
The effects of the drug that burns.

It is…intoxicating…
Maze so thinks.
Eyes into eyes.
And…infuriating…

A Maze blinks.
Eyes into eyes.
For all along
It’s my fault.


Once again, time passes.
In real time, it is so quick.
In her head, Maze that is.
Time is slow—once again.

A lady remembers that morning.
When a Governor was exploring.
Two Governors after one's office.
From then to now and that to this.

If Mazeryl Xiron had not been so foolish.
Had her eyes been open when a fire started.
The flames on that building in that one street.
Had she not walked it, marched into the conflict.

Perhaps, just maybe, our Ryssa Kalayli
Would have been spared punishment.
But such was the way of roleplay—IC.
Fire is her gift; in skin, in bone, in flesh.

“Ryssa…I-I’m…”
Words are wind.
I am no dragon!
“I had nothing…
Nothing...
To do with..."


She cannot finish.
Her lips are frozen.
“I’m so…I'm so sorry…
I take responsibility…”


Her eyes are wide!
Tears may spill!
A Maze is real!
Eyes—seal tight!

“But that Shade…”
Rigid lips on Maze.
“The Ninja, that man
Who did this
To Ryssa Kalayli.”

Stands tall.
Sword hilt.
Hand twist.
Head tilt.
“He will pay.
No one walks
Away from me.”


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Ryssa Kalayli

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Through the haze of her mind, Ryssa could still hear the shock in Maze’s voice. When she said she hadn’t been involved… she found herself believing her. The Ninja stuck, though. She wouldn’t forget that for a while, though word of this couldn’t get out. The last thing she wanted was to be seen in public looking like this. She’d only just dodged that bullet on Ruusan.

So she nodded to Maze as one of the Shades helped her get to her feet. There was much to be done on both their ends, and next time she’d come more prepared. Maybe it was best if she stuck with the standard visits and negotiations.

“Thank you all,” she said quietly to whoever around her could hear. She didn’t know what they had to go through to get to her, but knowing the man she was with, he couldn’t have made it easy. She was just glad to be out of there. However, the next step was finding him, so she knew she’d have to come back eventually.

Until then, she would have much to think about.

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