It was obvious that Hrist wasn't liking what she was hearing –not only from the way she frowned lightly but also from the way a sliver of apprehension crept out of her control through the Force. For their part her fathers simply shot the female Marauder interested looks, their multi-colored gazes switching from her to the Acolyte's.
You've grown attached to your pet, dearest?
It wasn't clear which of the two asked the question, but as the frown on Hrist's beautiful face darkened Jacques let out an uproarious laugh. As much as she loved the men who raised her she was feeling increasingly irritated as to how they treated her student. She had tried to keep her calm, even tried to justify the way they behaved and how they... welcomed the young Zabrak. Under any other circumstances she would've shared in their amusement, but one of the twins spoke the truth.
Xeno's reassuring gaze did little to appease the Marauder. More so the fact that one of her fathers casually asked her about being attached to the Acolyte.
Her student admittedly had his own uses, something Hrist knew when to exploit, but he had also been one of the very few people she had began to trust with her awful past. Despite not sharing what he felt for her, there was a fondness with which Hrist regarded Xeno – he was the first student she had decided to take under her wing, after all.
He is not a pet, she corrected sternly, earning more and more amused looks from the twins. Her own annoyance increasing, Hrist grabbed Xeno by the hand and would begin to lead him out of the garden and away from her fathers' unwelcoming behavior.
She was throwing a tantrum, and knew very well that she would be punished for it later. But her fathers also taught her to stand up for herself and her choices, and them continuing to mock her precious student irked her. Mocking Xeno was akin to mocking her decision of takinh him in and it angered her.
The Aufreisser Twins' amused laughter rang clear out in the garden and through the Force, haunting both Master and apprentice as Hrist led Xeno back inside the estate, passing by a confused Montague.
Stopping by the hall and in front of a painting of Hrist herself, the Marauder finally began to address her student in an angry tone. He would feel that the negative emotion wasn't directed at him, but to the two men they left at their leisure in the garden.
"They will not be rude to you again," she told Xeno, still infuriated. "I will make sure of that. You are allowed to come and go here as you please, and even if they own this place they can never do anything against it."
Hrist rarely ever got mad for someone else's sake, having been taught that her fathers' and her own reputation and safety came first. She wasn't aware of what she was doing and feeling yet, but it was a start.
"...but I cannot disobey their current command. It's..." she let go of his hand, brushing her fingers through her red hair. "...what do other people call it... yes... It's infuriating that they would not let me go with you. But hear and heed your Master's orders now, my dear student."
A dainty hand would find Xeno's cheek, thumb brushing against his cheek as Hrist locked gazes with the Acolyte.
"You will come back to me, alive and whole. Death and life-threatening injuries are unacceptable. You will go to Taris and return to me. I don't care how many you will kill. You will return to me, no matter what, and when you do make sure that you are no longer bound as an Acolyte."
A smile crossed Hrist's face, darkening her gaze.
"You will return stronger. You will return a Marauder, Xeno Brogroo. Consider this my final command to you as your Master."
With that she would press her lips lightly on his cheek, mere inches from his own mouth, and pulled away. Any advances from the Acolyte would be gently rejected, a testament that the Marauder was only capable of giving out affection and not receiving them for the nearest future.
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You've grown attached to your pet, dearest?
It wasn't clear which of the two asked the question, but as the frown on Hrist's beautiful face darkened Jacques let out an uproarious laugh. As much as she loved the men who raised her she was feeling increasingly irritated as to how they treated her student. She had tried to keep her calm, even tried to justify the way they behaved and how they... welcomed the young Zabrak. Under any other circumstances she would've shared in their amusement, but one of the twins spoke the truth.
Xeno's reassuring gaze did little to appease the Marauder. More so the fact that one of her fathers casually asked her about being attached to the Acolyte.
Her student admittedly had his own uses, something Hrist knew when to exploit, but he had also been one of the very few people she had began to trust with her awful past. Despite not sharing what he felt for her, there was a fondness with which Hrist regarded Xeno – he was the first student she had decided to take under her wing, after all.
He is not a pet, she corrected sternly, earning more and more amused looks from the twins. Her own annoyance increasing, Hrist grabbed Xeno by the hand and would begin to lead him out of the garden and away from her fathers' unwelcoming behavior.
She was throwing a tantrum, and knew very well that she would be punished for it later. But her fathers also taught her to stand up for herself and her choices, and them continuing to mock her precious student irked her. Mocking Xeno was akin to mocking her decision of takinh him in and it angered her.
The Aufreisser Twins' amused laughter rang clear out in the garden and through the Force, haunting both Master and apprentice as Hrist led Xeno back inside the estate, passing by a confused Montague.
Stopping by the hall and in front of a painting of Hrist herself, the Marauder finally began to address her student in an angry tone. He would feel that the negative emotion wasn't directed at him, but to the two men they left at their leisure in the garden.
"They will not be rude to you again," she told Xeno, still infuriated. "I will make sure of that. You are allowed to come and go here as you please, and even if they own this place they can never do anything against it."
Hrist rarely ever got mad for someone else's sake, having been taught that her fathers' and her own reputation and safety came first. She wasn't aware of what she was doing and feeling yet, but it was a start.
"...but I cannot disobey their current command. It's..." she let go of his hand, brushing her fingers through her red hair. "...what do other people call it... yes... It's infuriating that they would not let me go with you. But hear and heed your Master's orders now, my dear student."
A dainty hand would find Xeno's cheek, thumb brushing against his cheek as Hrist locked gazes with the Acolyte.
"You will come back to me, alive and whole. Death and life-threatening injuries are unacceptable. You will go to Taris and return to me. I don't care how many you will kill. You will return to me, no matter what, and when you do make sure that you are no longer bound as an Acolyte."
A smile crossed Hrist's face, darkening her gaze.
"You will return stronger. You will return a Marauder, Xeno Brogroo. Consider this my final command to you as your Master."
With that she would press her lips lightly on his cheek, mere inches from his own mouth, and pulled away. Any advances from the Acolyte would be gently rejected, a testament that the Marauder was only capable of giving out affection and not receiving them for the nearest future.
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