The Doctor
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- Joined
- Jan 6, 2018
- Messages
- 163
- Reaction score
- 44
The Doctor was a little miffed when he didn't reply, but it made sense, a name meant a window to his friends and family (assuming he had any). She could tell right off the bat though that he was a man of contradictions: he was a jedi and yet, he was a torturer, a man of tempered emotion and yet, here he was mouthing off. He didn't say his name, instead he just flicked his wrist and suddenly, The Doctor felt her wrists and ankles clamp together, the Force forcing her to her feet. She wasn't an idiot, she took notice of her this particular position, from how she was postured, to how her legs were slightly spread and her chest was jutting out slightly, she was feeling quite exposed.
The Jedi took full advantage of this precarious position, his touch running softly across her uniform. Despite the layers, she could still feel his warm touch against her cold skin, each movement sending sparks through her torso as it ran across her midsection. She was quite impressed by his technique, if not his cliché words. "Jeez...and I thought Wyck's training holocrons were cliché speak, we have a new champi-" She was abruptly cut off as her arms yanked themselves up, taking her body with them. The sudden weight shift and extreme twist and pressure forced a rather haggard yelp from her mouth, which rather quickly devolved into a little maniacal giggle. "Get me riled up then toss me from one extreme to another!!! Very niiiii-UAAAGH!!!" She growled, her grin wider than ever. Despite the clear pain etched on her face, she forced her eyes to snap open again, and she locked them with Cregan. "Not bad so far, but if you want what's in my head, you'll need to step things up a notch buddy, I'm sure you can think of something" She hissed.
"Show me more..."
@Nefieslab @Hugh Capet @Loco @Valen Pelora @Faster Than Light
The Jedi took full advantage of this precarious position, his touch running softly across her uniform. Despite the layers, she could still feel his warm touch against her cold skin, each movement sending sparks through her torso as it ran across her midsection. She was quite impressed by his technique, if not his cliché words. "Jeez...and I thought Wyck's training holocrons were cliché speak, we have a new champi-" She was abruptly cut off as her arms yanked themselves up, taking her body with them. The sudden weight shift and extreme twist and pressure forced a rather haggard yelp from her mouth, which rather quickly devolved into a little maniacal giggle. "Get me riled up then toss me from one extreme to another!!! Very niiiii-UAAAGH!!!" She growled, her grin wider than ever. Despite the clear pain etched on her face, she forced her eyes to snap open again, and she locked them with Cregan. "Not bad so far, but if you want what's in my head, you'll need to step things up a notch buddy, I'm sure you can think of something" She hissed.
"Show me more..."
@Nefieslab @Hugh Capet @Loco @Valen Pelora @Faster Than Light