Teenagers Scare the Living Kriff....

[Eisa Nimbus]

A light breeze blew across the roof top terrace of the Purple Rose hotel, the sun still lazily hanging over the late afternoon sky, commanding impressive views of the Royal Palace of Serenno. Eisa stood leaning against the tinted glass balustrade that encompassed the hotel's roof top gardens and restaurant, her emerald hued eyes scanning over the city below, the wind flicking through her cyan hued hair. With a light sigh the teen pushed off from the railing and reached down into one of her pockets to retrieve a hair band, before pulling her hair back into a loose pony tail.

Turning around and stepping away the building's edge and focused her attention on the empty restaurant and pool facilities that were usually packed with guests and visitors. But not this evening, the terrace was closed off for a private function. A broad grin crossed the teen's features, despite having limited access to some of the more discerning guests due to her age, there were some perks to being the Adoptive Daughter of the hotel's owner.

Walking over towards the pool side lounge, the cyan haired teen reached down and picked up the glass of soda that she had left. Taking a sip from the chilled beverage Eisa turned her gaze towards the wall mounted chronometer, it wouldn't be too long until her guest arrived, hopefully! It was during a recent mission that the young Sith was assigned assassinating all the occupants aboard a Luxury Yacht, where she had encountered and met another Teenage Sith. A dark haired Vahla by the name of Kathry Van Alasdaire, the formerly fiery haired teen was somewhat excited to have found and met someone with the Empire that was the same age as her.

Much was Eisa's frustration that the majority of the social events that were held by many of the other Sith within the Empire, she was too young to be invited yet alone attend. Given the recent attempt to sneak into a penthouse party on Lothal, coming to an abrupt end when her adoptive mother had caught her red handed in the act. Now she had found someone the same age as her, there was a chance that she could find expand her social circle and spend time relating to someone she had enjoyed working with.

The teen figured it would be a good opportunity to get to know Kathry better, perhaps seeing how things may progress between the two. So she had made arrangements with the staff to set aside one of the VIP bedrooms for her invited guest, as well as closing off the roof terrace, keeping the waiting and cooking staff on hand to tend to the two teenager's needs whilst they toasted a well executed mission together and shared a few drinks.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

-Six Shooter-​

I love this planet. It's such a beautiful city...

Kathry had been invited to a hotel. This was the second time within the last month that somebody had invited her to a location that many would consider outside of her comfort zone. But when your comfort zone consisted almost singularly of missions or a battlefield, one might say expanding your horizons to be in order. The most interesting part to her was the one who invited her, a redheaded spitfire of a Sith she'd had the pleasure of bloodletting alongside just recently. Even more interesting was the discovery that her newfound ally, Abigail Nimbus, not only owned the hotel but was the adoptive mother of Eisa. The realization had pinged a slight pain inside her chest, remembering how her own father had taken to adopting a new daughter. Perhaps he had not done so to hurt or spite her, maybe there was another reason... but now, she would never know the truth, and it was next to impossible to ask Aliyah or Arhena. She doubted either of her siblings would be pleased to see her, and she would no doubt try to kill them once again, if they would not turn.

...assuming Arhena survives whatever Kravos has in store for him...

She was wearing an unusual outfit for the evening, a black dress with a raven motif to the design. She'd found herself coming of a large sum of credits for her efforts in aiding the Cartel agent, Spectre. Casually walking up the steps to the entrance, she pushed the doorway open and beheld a quite grandiose entrance. The employees at the entrance didn't seem to be concerned as she walked towards the lift, some even gave a glance or two. They recognized her, they'd probably been informed to expect her, then. It was weird being known like this, she was used to being in the shadows, not out in the open. But she couldn't deny a part of her liked it. Kathry's eyebrow raised as she looked at the amount of possible floors there was to go to, but it was obvious enough which were higher tier and otherwise. Tapping the holographic screen calmly, she let her hands hang, leaning back and forth on her heels as the turbolift went to work. She was surprised to find that the music was actually somewhat pleasant on the way up, when considered to the god awful sounds most aboard starships made.

...eh, necessary sacrifices.

By the time she reached the roof, she was gently humming to the tune, as the doors swung open. It was a gorgeous place, from what she could see, and lavishly dressed exactly for that occasion. The attendants that were waiting atop the roof seemed to be in no short supply, and she found herself grabbing a small glass of Balmorran Red. It was the only alcohol she had ever had the pleasure of drinking, and it kicked like a mule. She would not start drinking straight away, but it was nice to have it on hand, on the off-chance a surprise mercenary appeared. Not that it was likely, but at this point she wouldn't even blink an eye if the Empress herself came riding down on a meteor shower. She smiled when she saw Eisa and threw her right hand up, waving, even though she was clearly visible in the black dress. Her eyes had returned to their purple state at birth, she was not currently engrossed in her powers.

"Heya. Nice place you've got here."

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[Eisa Nimbus]

Turning her atttention round to the terrace lobby as the all to familar sounds of the lift mechanisims rang out, the now cyan haired teen, straightendd up her white summer dress and in preparation for her new friend to appear. Deep down she was glad that Abi had signed off on allowing Eisa to make these arrangements as well as the facilities being made readily available for her use. As soon as the raven haired figure emerged into view a broad grin crossed the teen's features as her emerald Hued eyes fell upon the black dress she was wearing, briefly lingering over the raven detailing. It was unusual to meet in with another Sith, without being clad head to toe in armour and weapons, seeing Kathry dressed in her splendour was refreshing and also somewhat entrancing. As much as she spent time with Abi whilst they were both somewhat off duty, their attire was often more homely and relaxed. Well Eisa s was to say the least, often wondering around with nothing more than a tee shirt on.

Making her way over towards the raven haired teen, Eisa pulled her into a tight hug before kissing her friends cheek, somewhat emulating her adoptive mothers mannerisms a little. "Hiya Kathry so glad you made it Eisa cheerfully spoke as she eased herself away before giving her new friend another visual once over. "I love your dress by the way she continued as she cohearsed the pair over towards the lounge area atop the decking, pausing briefly to pick herself up a glass of white wine. Abi had made an exception to the ground rules on this occasion , but she couldn't have more than three glasses though. "It is nice , Esia spoke out in a delayed response to Kathry's statement. "It's Abis hotel, .... she continued offering an opening explanation before taking a sip from her wine "She said we can have the terrace to ourselves for the night, and have got you a private suite ready if you would like to stay over she continued, albeit somewhat repeating her earlier invite, but then again the cyan haired Sith was often overly excitable, notably during missions where she could cut loose and indulge in her blood lust, but she was equally, if not more so excitable when she was at home.

As soon as she lead her guest to the lounge area, the wild teen waited for Kathry to take a seat, before Eisa proceeded to sit down on one of the deep padded seats. "I nevrr realised thst there there was another Sith Knight who was the same age! the blue haired teen commented after a brief moment to take another sip from her wine. "Kinda figured I was the youngest, how long have you been a Sith? she added, before opting to reign hersel in a little otherwise she could bombard Kathry with So many questions, partly out of excitement of spending time with another teen she could relate to, but also cos she had met someone new and wanted to fi d out all there was to know about her.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

-Six Shooter-​

"That's funny, I was about to say the same thing about yours."

She smiled as Eisa approached, caught off guard by the hug and kiss on the cheek. Her eyes went wide and sputtered for a second, in an almost defensive way, before she realized it was probably just a greeting. Kathry wasn't used to that, and most Vahla rarely if ever used personal affection as a greeting. Of course, this was not Desare, she was not Vahla, and Kathry would learn to adapt. Her smile grew into a gentle laugh as Eisa congratulated her for making in on time. That, was funny, she didn't see how it was possible to miss this hotel. But she supposed somebody had already, if the comment was being made, and what a sorry soul they were. It seemed they were both in dresses for the occasion, in opposite colors, but that was no surprise. Her wardrobe consisted almost exclusively of black and dark shades of red, mainly because the other colors had no significance to her whatsoever.

She changed her hair again! I wonder, is that a biological thing?

Eisa grabbed some wine, and Kathry raised an eyebrow in response, raising her glass jokingly as the two of them talked and moved gently towards the lounge area. It was very obvious who owned the hotel, it had Abigail's style written across the entire entrance and beyond. She could almost tell which parts were used by her friend, too, based on how they were situated. Her smile became gentler as she mentioned that the terrace was their for the evening, and she had a place to stay if she wanted. That was also unusual to her, most did not trust her species. This was a first. What was also surprising is how both of them wore similar clothing, killed people the same way, both of them grabbed alcohol... if history was any indication, this would be an interesting night.

"I don't have any other plans, unless I get a surprise mission call. Looks like the night's ours!"

She took a quick sip of her own as she observed the lounge area for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, before being brought back to reality by Eisa's statement. It was true, most Knights were well into their adult years, Kathry had been surprised to learn that Eisa, herself, and the Crown Prince were the only youthful Sith of any note. That made her laugh slightly, remembering how haughty both Orders acted when she succeeded, and understood. They weren't jealous of her victories, they were ashamed a child could complete their missions long before they could. The thought put her in a good mood, as she let herself fall into the chair next to her friend. Landing almost sideways, she adjusted quickly, shook her head, then looked back over. Her hair fell in front of her eyes before she could speak, and she found herself spitting out hair before using the force to move it aside in annoyance.

"Mhmm, most of the others can be borriinnngggg.... though Zazai and Jenova seemed okay. It's about a month after Serie found that tomb... So yea, about a month or so. I just woke up, this is kind of all new to me."

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[Eisa Nimbus]

A coy grin crossed the cyan haired teens features as Kathry announced that she had no other plans for the evening, relishing on the thought of having an entire night to themselves, Eisa couldn't help but wonder how things would progress as the evening continued to play out. Time as they say would tell what sort of antics that they would get up to together! Soon she was nodding in agreement as the raven haired teen commented on some of the older Sith being boring, before her face contorted into a look of confusion. Seerie, found her sleeping in a tomb! To say Eisa was perplexed was an understatement, was the girl she was sitting beside dead? Some form of Force manifestation, or a figment of her own shattered mind, each of which was perhaps a bit too much to comprehend.

"I know right!" she exclaimed more in response to her firends earlier statement. "There's some who wont let you have any fun, always so serious, can't play video games in the briefing room, oneMaster confiscated my art supplies, apparently I'm not supposed to draw over the walls of my quarters! " she continued before finishing off with a grumble that was snuffed out by a quick swing from her wine. Pursing her lips in thought as she lowered her glass back down, she looked over Kathry. The revelation about the tomb was still ebbing at her mind, and she was beyond being able to come to a rational conclusion over the thought.

"Why were you sleeping in a Tomb?" Eisa asked, well more blurted out. "Did someone trap you in there?" she added as she slowly tried to figure out a reasonable explanation as to why, the warrior like teen with fiery like eyes that matched how Eisa typically dyed her hair had ultimately come to be discovered in a tomb by Master Fond.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

Kathry gently laughed, shaking her head as she learnt about the art supplies. That wasn't very fostering of talents and individuality. The smile gently faded as the girl pondered. She winced gently at the question, her hand feeling the small around her neck, remembering how difficult it had been for her to utter a sound without pain. It was obvious to her that many had begun to notice her strange origins, but from Eisa it was a welcome question. For better or worse, Kathry felt a kindred spirit towards her, and for the moment spoke comfortably. Like all Vahla she was weary and untrusting, her past had been riddled with lies and deceit. She never knew who was truly a trustworthy ally, or another who would have her head or position. Taking a gentle sip once again, she nodded slowly, and began her tale.

"Yea I was trapped in a tomb for a year or so. My... my mother sent me away so that I could protect what little is left of our people's culture and history."

She recalled the moment even as the memory played out before her eyes. A single and final command from the woman she loved above all else. Kathry had been ordered to flee, and so she did, and with her the burden of the dead. Her ship was badly damaged in the escape, with the nearest and seemingly most protected planet her systems presented to her was the volcanic mass of Mustafar. The landing had been quaint, she was a fairly good pilot, but building a tomb out of a starship proved the most lengthy and time consuming part. After the tomb had been built, she closed it off, ensuring only she and the Vahla she trusted could access the entrance.

"I did the only thing I knew would keep it safe, and buried both the knowledge and myself deep into the heart of the most volatile planet I could find."

It was the truth, but it hardly revealed how desperate a decision it had been. The dire and sordid details didn't need saying, her friend hardly needed to know that her body had entered a catatonic state due to lack of food, water or breathable oxygen. The only thing that had kept her alive was her connection to the Dark Side; even her unconscious mind reached out with its powers and kept her body intact, until she was needed by her people again. Well, now her people were almost gone completely, what Vahla that were left behind scattered to the wind without a home, leader or identity. Their time in the Galaxy was slipping away at an exponential rate. If she didn't act soon, she had no doubt the Vahla would fade into obscurity as another among the many nomadic species that wandered without cause in an uncaring universe.

"Serie... Fond? I believe that was her name, came to the crypt looking for the knowledge I was guarding. So did my father. They fought, and in the battle awakened me from my sleep."

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[Eisa Nimbus]

Quietly and intently the fiery haired teen listened as her friend told her tale, explaining how she became interred within a tomb. Periodically whilst Kathry spoke of her past, Eisa sipped at her glass of wine. A slight pang of a pained expression crossed the fiery haired teens features the Vahl spoke about how her mother had sent her daughter away so the raven haired teen could ensure the safeguarding and protection of her kins culture ans heritage. Eisa had found her thoughts moving towards her own mother, all she knew of her was the faded image of what remained of a tattered photograph. Her dad would never speak of her beyond saying she had died when Eisa was born and nothing else.

Murmuring in understanding as she listened to the continuation of Kathrys tale, her eyes widening slightly as she spoke a familiar name."See!" Eisa exclaimed excitably as she referred to the sith master by the nickname the teen had assigned her. "I know See, she's fun, Abi knows her better than I do though " she continued before taking a swig from her glass of wine.

Pursing her lips in thought, the fiery haired teen dwelled over her earlier thoughts. "What was your mum like?" Eisa enquired sheepishly as she looked at the glass of wine she was swirling in her hand. "I didn't know my mum, my dad killed her when she was pregnant with me" she continued, offering a slight insight into her own life.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

Kathry, like all her family, was an extremely empathic being. She rarely felt her own emotions, unless she was angry, otherwise she usually just felt whatever her surrounding cohorts were experiencing at the time. The ability was an absolutely powerful gift, but it also had severe downsides, one such she was feeling at that moment. She didn't notice the pained expression on Eisa's face, but she did feel the deep and burning hole her story seemed to open. One that seemed to go on forever, an overwhelming sense of the unknown. She pushed the emotions out as she came, burying them beneath a black wall of hate. Her eyes began to spark and turn crimson.

"See? Ahh, Serie. Yes, I don't really know her, per se. But she brought me back to life. I have a debt to pay."

The crashing of steel on plasma. Wide, banking explosions that rocked her awake. Her eyes, darkened but still usable, blinking rapidly as she stumbled from the crypt's entrance. She could remember the smoke, the burning of her lungs as she tried to breathe, the agonizing pain of each step that fuelled her power. She remembered a Vahla jumping from the head of a sculpture, exchanging blows at lightning speeds with a woman holding a blade of crimson. She remembered the rage in her heart as she looked upon him. Him, who was her father, who at the time she believed a traitor, and so they fought. She used Grimm, and Kathry with Serie's aide defeated the man. But she did not want to have him killed, and apparently the Vahla had a past with Master Fond, so he lived to breath. For a short while, unfortunately.

"My... mother. Ohhh, this is gonna be a long story..."

She paused as Eisa explained what her father had done. She nearly spit out her drink, and quite literally crushed the glass in a bout of pure spite. Any flame in their vicinity would immediately grow in intensity for a second, before returning to normal as Kathry regained her composure. The short sentence filled her with such disgust and anger towards Eisa's father, whether right or wrong. Now, however, her thoughts turned towards the tall and lithe image of her mother. She looked very little like her mother, in fact, as she had been much more angular and striking. Her hair had been opal pale, her eyes emanating dark and powerful flames. She constantly wove dark energy around herself, and the shadows served almost as a mock, constantly moving dress. It was a technique Kathry was eager to try out one day.

"Well, she was our leader, at least, and the entire planet looked up to her. She was a really kind and caring person, very driven to the point of perfection. Many would say the raising she gave me had been harsh and undue, but I never resented her for it. The only thing I really hated about my training was not being able to see Dad at all, he was always off doing something or other for Mother.

I take it you didn't have quite the same experience. I'm sorry... but if it makes you feel any better, my father revolted against my mother over... well, me..."
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[Eisa Nimbus]

Her eyes widened at the revelation about Kathry's mother, before she briefly pursed her lips in thought. "Does that make you like a princess?" the fiery haired teen inquired. The only thing that she took away from the brief insight into the raven haired teen's disclosure about her parental lineage was that, if she was the leader of Kathry's race then she must be sitting in the presence of royalty! Such was the deductions of an under developed mind, everything was viewed through the eyes of child like wonder.

Her contemplative look, soon darkened as the talk turned towards talk of Kathry's father as she offered her condolences towards the fiery haired teen's experiences. Her gaze soon shifted towards her glass of wine as she swirled the remaining liquid within the glass, before necking the remainder down her throat. A long drawn out breath passed her lips as she shook her head. "My father, well he was a Frack" the teen muttered, her tone bitter and venomous, "He abandoned me when i was 6, sent me out to play and then disappeared. For thirteen years I thought he had just gotten lost or couldn't find me" Eisa continued before pausing, as she furrowed her brow in thought as her fingers tightly gripped around the stem of her wine glass. "I only found out a few months ago that he viewed me as a mistake and chosen to abandon me, he resented me for surviving after he tried to kill both me an my mum" she continued as the air around her grew dark as the recollection of her past history flashed into her mind.

"But hes dead now" she added, her tone cold and without remorse, the way she had viewed it he had created the monster that she had become, it was only fitting that he fall to the very hands of the genocidal wreck that he had ultimately created. Whether it was due to the deeply seated issues that had given rise to the fractured persona of her corrupted self that was dubbed by the denizens of Bakura as the Crimson Menace. "I made sure of that" she clarified as the image of her father torn litterally to shreds by her use of the Force flashed into her mind before, her furrowed brow lightening slightly as a dry smile crossed her features.

Turning her gaze around from her friend and over to the waiting staff she geustured for more wine to be brought over. Before casting a bright smile over towards Kathry. "Still enough about men!" Eisa spoke as she looked over the raven haired teen. "What do you do for fun beyond swinging Grim around?" the fiery haired teen continued as she held out her glass to be refilled with more chilled white wine, a coy grin crossing her features.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

Her features visibly brightened and she laughed. It was a happy laugh, a genuine laugh, something that felt almost foreign coming from her lips. A princess? She certainly had never been made to feel like a princess, not a single time. Her mother, though extremely wise and loved by all - Kathry included - was not know for her kindness. Her training at the Basilica had begun at the age of nine, and her mentor Alekto had been harsh and unforgiving. But the way Eisa's eyes lit up with such curiosity and genuine wonder made her burning heart melt even further.

"Ahaa... Ahh. A princess? I guess. I really don't know whether I should say anything about this... My mother wasn't exactly the Queen."

She was broaching on a dangerous subject. The truth behind her parentage would make her a target for most, if not all. To be the daughter of the Goddess Vahl was to constantly be hunted by her enemies, and destroy them to rise triumphant. She had been raised to believe that one day, she would ascend to her mother's place by her side. That Kathry would bring about the realm of Discordia from which the Galaxy shall burn in eternal chaos, empowering the pair until the end of days. Conflict, hatred, rage and pain - the events of the Galaxy as they were now, multiplied tenfold, and kept forever in conflict. She took a sip of her own glass, and began to feel the liquid take it's effect, only barely noticing how the cyan-haired gal averted her gaze to the ground. Almost instinctively, she placed her hand on the girl's shoulder for comfort as she said her piece.

"Hey. That wasn't your fault. You can't blame yourself."

Kathry knew. The Vahla understood what it felt like to lose a parent because of the other, to feel the guilt rest on your shoulders. Though her circumstances had been... different. Eiric Van Alasdaire, or Venatus, had been ever a kind soul, even in his darkness. He was a terrifying sight to behold, and rarely lost a battle. What would have surprised many was how deeply he cared for those under his command - he spared no expense, and his casualty rates were the lowest among the Vahla. As father and daughter, the pair were bonded as one. But the heart of the family soon tore. For out sounded the call, to one and to all, that the Queen and the land went to war. Though Kathry had wept, tore, fought and cried, her father denied to bring the young soldier along. She remembered the day with solemn eyes.

"A rival had declared Vahl to be a false Goddess. My mother wouldn't stand for such accusations, and dispatched her Chosen to hunt and kill this errant. I remember the day I said goodbye to my dad. He promised me that he would return... a couple months later, I received reports that he'd been spotted with the traitor. Soon, he was dragged into the Basilica in chains, and I knew the truth. He'd betrayed us all, thinking that the Light was somehow the only chance to save our race."

Her eyes darkened for a moment only, before Eisa's smile woke her from the somber mood. Enough about men? Enough about men indeed! This was their night to share. To celebrate their recent success, to perhaps indulge in the luxuries of this fine life, and to begin what was shaping to be a possibly close bond. Though of what nature, Kathry could yet tell. She had her own private thoughts on the matter, though she did not garner to associate them at the moment. The Vahla was relatively lightweight, combining that with emotions made for a turbulent ride. Two beings had already experienced this on Zeltros, and though she had deeply enjoyed the experience, she had no idea whether her accompanying pair would agree. Parting her waist-length hair to the side, behind her ear, she gave a warm and teasing smile. In truth, she didn't have many hobbies, but she was very quickly picking seedier ones up. Her reply came out as a purr.

"Well, that depends on what kind of fun. I'm fiery and explosive, so anything around that is usually my go to. Anything at all. I'm also pretty good at slicing, thanks to that ISF Officer. I'm going to have to remember to thank him when next we meet.

And yourself?"
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[Eisa Nimbus]

A broad grin cross the cyan haired teens features as Kathry spoke about her idea of fun being centered around her personality, fiery and explosive. That was something the teen could definitely get behind and have some fun with, after all for some unknown reason Eisa had somehow gathered a reputation within the ranks of the Sith for being a little too exuberant in her use of explosives. Whether that was just down to frequent trips to the quarter master stores to replenish her supplies or the fact that most of the missions she had been dispatched on, often resulted in more than a handful of detonations tearing up the enemy.

"Mostly stuff that I'm supposedly too young to be doing!" Eisa responded as the floor was opened for her to share her interests and her ideas for fun. Taking a sip from her glass of wine, her eyes looked down to the alcoholic beverage in front of her. "Not supposed to drink now cos I'm apparently too young, even though have been drinking liqueurs since I was 11 " she added as she pulled her glass away and gestured to it with her free hand before pursing her lips in thought. "Pretty much if its fun, I'm too young to do or too young to understand" she continued whilst rolling her eyes.

"I know Abi wants me to have a bit of a child hood before I finally come of age" Eisa reasoned after a bit of a pause, "And I do appreciate it, but sometimes I kinda get that itch you know?" she continued, before trailing off of her question with a playful expression. "Something that coloring in, playing my instrument, or even going on missions doesn't quite hit the spot" the cyan teen added, before biting on her bottom lip.

Since before her time as a Exile come Sith, Eisa had pretty much been a wild element, having had no formal upbringing or life with rules or structure, she had enjoyed almost a decade of doing what ever it was that she wanted, whether it was her escalating definition of playtime that boarded on near genocide, drinking, dying her hair in countless bright shades, ruining amok on a speeder bike and everything in between, the cyan teen had become a creature of pure instinct, doing what she wanted as and when she pleased to fulfill her desire on having fun, whether it was legal or not.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

Rumors have it you're the explosive type, after all...

Her face grew incredulous as Eisa exclaimed that most thought she was too young to do what she wanted. Kathry had started training in the arts of combat at the young age of nine. From that day forth, she had been free to do as she pleased so long as it didn't conflict with her studying. Drinking had never been allowed for her either, though at the time the Vahla had no idea how potentially fun it could be. So she hadn't exactly spent the time complaining, though if she had known Kathry had no doubt her reaction would have been identical. Luckily, most if not all the Vahla wouldn't dare to refuse her anything out of fear for her mother's wrath. But the Crimson Queen would not step in... it was the fear of her power that had kept them at bay. A warm thought.

"I had my first drink around two days ago. It was an interesting experience. Ohhhh I've heard the too young argument before. No, don't do that, you're only nineteen! It's not like we've been killing people since forever, or anything. Maybe you should've thought about the innocent mind before then, huh?"

Her eyes rolled at the same time Eisa's did. Kathry was shaking her head in annoyance, as always the subject was gently riling her up. While she herself had never experienced such denials at the hands of her subjects, she did understand the frustration of denials from your loved ones. Or, in this case, your family. She was not entirely certain whether commenting on her tutor's behavior was wise, but she did believe Abigail to be fair minded. Unlike most of their colleagues. As she recomposed, she took a long swig of the Balmorran Red. As expected, the warm and fuzzy sensation washed over her quickly.

"It's because they're all too busy moping. Dear diary, a Jedi asked my name today. I didn't kill them instantly. That decision will haunt me forever."

Her voice was dripping with sarcasm as she teasingly mocked... most Sith, actually. There were some who had a sense of fun and humour, like Eis, who could find the joy in slaughter. If one did not enjoy what they did, what point was there in doing it at all? Her connection to the Force fed off of anger, hatred and pain, yes. But those sensations didn't have to make you pallid and boring. An eyebrow raised as the cyan haired girl started talking about Abigail wanting a childhood for her. A pang of understanding shot through her, remembering how she'd envied the other children and their freedoms until she knew what it was to be Kathreveris. And then, the conversation changed to a more mischievous tone. Her eyes crackled for a moment as she looked into partner's eyes, the hand on Eisa's should twitching slightly. This was a different sensation, a different feeling, one she was not yet used to but understood well.

"Oh? And what could possibly be more interesting than your brand of explosive fun..?"
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[Eisa Nimbus]

A light chuckle escaped the cyan haired teen as Kathy announced that she had only just recently started drinking, before breaking out into a rant about her own experiences being lectured over the limitations of her age. It clearly was a touchy subject for both of teens who appeared to be the youngest active Knights within the Empire. a light grin crossed Eisa's features as Kathry commented on the lack of protection on the supposed innocent minds of the two girls. Well perhaps it was mostly stemming from krathys own experiences. The cyan haired teen still held some degree of wonderment and innocence to the galaxy around her, but that was mostly due to having not truly grown up! Although all of her past acts that boarded on genocide where a culmination her escalating playtime, would lead many to view her as nothing more than an incredibly desensitized living weapon. "I know right!" she exclaimed in understanding as she raised her wine glass, before taking a sip.

Slowly she finished off the rest of the wine within her glass and set it down om the floor beside her, whilst Kathry took a long swig from her own red wine. Eisa's gradual return back to her seated position was interrupted, a hearty burst of laughter that ripped out from her as Kathry launched into satirical enactment of some of the more brooding of the Siths ranks. "To fully understand the extent of the Darkside you have to understand your own torment!!" Eisa added as she joined in, it seemed as if the pair of them were almost becoming a pair of giggling school girls. "They always seem to talk about using their bad thoughts to bring down those who wronged them, why not just use em so it can give you more energy to have fun?"

Still lightly chuckling at the shared view of the more grumpier Sith, Eisa's hand raised up to Kathry's resting on her shoulder and gently sat her open palm over her friend's fingers. Her bright emerald eyes looking into the crackling ember like eyes of the raven haired teen. Her grin widened slightly as Kathry inquired what else could be more interesting that Eisa's explosive brand of fun. There were various ways in which perhaps would have been the better way to explain, but perhaps it might simply have been the second glass of wine combined with the reduced tolerance for alcohol having been banned from her excessive drinking habits. The playful grin on the teen's features held as she kept an unblinking gaze into Kathry's eyes as she slowly raised her free hand towards the side of her friends face, Eisa's fingers running through the long raven black locks of hair. "Here's a hint" the cyan haired teen teasingly murmured as she moved her face closer to Kathry's, using her fingers to gently tease at the nape of her neck, before lightly kissing her on the lips.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

Laughing again, like she was a child. Like nothing in her past had ever happened, like she'd forgotten every lesson Alekto had ever taught. It was pure happiness that poured out of her for a second, and the emotion began to work just as intensely as any anger or hatred she'd felt before. The two of them clearly shared ideals when it came to the Darkness and it's purpose. Theirs was a sick and twisted joy, but it was a joy nonetheless, and to Kathry it came naturally. Unlike Eisa, she was a desensitized living weapon, it was the purpose for which she'd been raised. But Kathry had become determined to find her own way, to emerge from her mother's shadow, to rebel and carve her own name upon galactic history. These things, this gorgeous laughter, the common interests, even the drinking had been stolen from her for years. But now, she would keep this life, as it was hers to own and create.

"The Dark Side is unlimited power, after all. Putting it to waste grumbling all the time is such a pity to see..."

The Vahla's eyes widened slightly as she felt the girl's palm rest on her left hand and held it there. Her heart began to pick up in decibels, her breathing becoming irregular. Eisa was leaning in slightly now, their eyes locked and unflinching. She didn't move her hand away, she didn't blink. Kathry's eyes settled into a dull glow, seeming pleasantly surprised but uncertain. She felt the right hand as it ran through her dark hair, gently running across the blackened strands, before her fingers gently reached the base of her neck. Her left hand began to clench slightly around Eisa's shoulder, her right hand waving the glass to a nearby table with the Force, gently bringing it around the blue-headed girl's waist. Kathry's heart almost stopped as the distance was closed and they kissed. Yes, that appeared to be a pretty obvious and convincing hint. The sorceress didn't pull her head away, and even gently followed the kiss back for a moment, before opening her eyes again.

"Ah. Is this how you treat all your houseguests?"

She said it with a mixture of teasing and genuine wonder. They were closer in proximity now, enough that the staff had begun to take the hint and slowly backed away. Whether out of fear or decency, Kathry could not have cared less. New to the Vahla, though she'd seen it before, she'd never really experienced this type of affection. It made her face burn with heat that lit up her cheeks. To say this thought hadn't crossed her mind would have been wrong, but she'd hardly expected her friend to act so quickly. But, what had she expected? This was the Empire, the Sith Order, and from all appearances beings generally took what they wanted. Assuming that was the case, or perhaps this was an alcohol induced experience, she didn't know. In that moment she could understand what her father had meant when he'd explained his parent's relationship as complicated. This was confusing, but fun, and it made her feel strangely alive. She was still smiling, applying pressure and almost massaging Eis' side with her thumb. Her left arm began to curl and pull the girl closer, almost on to the sofa the Vahla had been lounging on.
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[Eisa Nimbus]

A soft smile crept over the cyan haired teen's lips as she felt Kathry gently pressed back, reciprocating the kiss Eisa had initiated, her own emerald hued eyes closing as she felt a light shudder run down her back as emanating from the raven haired teen's hand placed on her shoulder as its grip tightened, feeling the quivering sensation of Kathry's elevated heart rate radiated through her hand and along her upper back. The light gasp for air that was escaping as the two teen's lips parted, was interrupted by a light chortle in response to Kathry's questioning whether Eisa treated all of her house guests in the same manner. Her bright emerald eyes flashing back into the evening light as she opened her eyes, a soft grin crossed her reddening features.

"Hard to say, you're my first guest" the cyan haired teen murmured through a playful grin, as her fingers slowly teased at the back of the raven haired girls neck, slowly caressing the long soft ebony strands of hair whilst her thumb slowly rubbed behind Kathry's ear. A soft murmur escaped Eisa's lips as she felt the light moving pressure of the raven haired teen's thumb running against the side of her waist, the sensation causing the teen to slowly draw hip closer towards the other female's. "You'll have to come round again to find out" Eisa teased with a coy smile as she felt her partner's other arm curl around her back and gently pull her close, her hand that was placed over the one that was placed on her own shoulder slowly withdrew and moved towards the padding of her sofa so she could ease herself onto the same one Kathry was laying on.

A wide grin crossed the teen's features as she lifted her head up, her bright emerald eyes staring deep into the smoldering ember like gaze of her friend's. Her freed up hand gently eased itself around the back of the raven haired teen's waist, before likewise drawing the other female's body closer to her's, As she felt their body press up she could feel the warmth radiating from the Vahl. It was a comforting sensation for the cyan haired teen, the thought that the pair of them would be so tenderly embraced had not even crossed her mind during their mission together or even during the tentative wait for Kathry to arrive for their girls night. As strange as it may be to others, and often dim witted she may be seen Eisa was driven by pure instinct rather than rational thought. Given how erratic and destructive the teen was in her actions, her instincts had served her well!

Like the teen she was embracing, Eisa could feel an a refreshing exhilaration coarse through her. It was similar to the same rush that she got when she was bringing chaos and carnage, to whomever she had been pointed at. But the difference was, there was no blood lust or desire to kill the girl she was embracing, the cyan haired teen simply wanted to enjoy the sensations she currently was feeling and desired to experience more. Slowly she pressed her body closer against Kathry's, her face moving closer to the raven haired teen's whilst her fingers continued to gently caress the ebony strands of hair. Her lips parting slightly as she pressed them against the other teen,s as they held each other in their close embrace.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

There is no possible way Abigail is going to approve of this.

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She exhaled gently as Eisa chuckled, her eyes full of energy, almost as much as the Vahla's own. The gentle movement of her fingers running through the back of her hair was extremely soothing for reasons she could not understand. Her left hand, which rested on Eisa's shoulder, would gently unclench and make it's way down the small of her back slowly, with the intent of causing goosebumps. In response, or perhaps by coincidence, her ear felt a slight nub that caused her own spine to chill for a moment. The light gasp the girl made as Kathry squeezed her waist made the Vahla giggle mockingly. The smile stayed on her face, but slowly grew more natural as her eyes appeared lost, spanning another plain of reality perhaps, but clearly caught up in the moment.

"I guess I will."

Oh?! Why-

Her thoughts were interrupted by Eisa's sudden movement to her side, following her pull onto the sofa. This time, she gasped slightly, her eyes were reflecting Kathry's own glow at this distance. For a moment she feared she might burn Eisa if her eyes flared again, but it passed as quickly as it came, she could control such things - on most occasions. She inhaled slightly as she felt her human friend's hand slip around the cushion and her waist as she settled herself across from Kathry, almost pressed completely, nose touching nose. Her eyes flared with power for a moment but she fought the urge to vent flames like was usual, suppressing the smoldering heat that radiated outwards. This was not the first time the Sorceress had experienced this sort of urge, of these sort of strong and intense emotional tangibility, it was however the first time it had been acted on. Her days at the Basilica were meant for study and training, nothing more, she hardly had time for socialization or anything of the sort, let alone personal displays of affection. But again, she was no longer there, and even if she returned it would not be as the obedient little soldier, but as the Demi-Goddess she was bred to become.

"Yo-Mmh..."

WHAT AM I DOING?! Why do I not care to stop..?

As she opened her mouth ever so slightly to speak, Eisa closed the distance again and locked once more. Pulling her neck back slightly, her left hand would disappear from her back for a moment before gently grasping the back of the teen's hair. Her right hand squeezed again, as she began to gently move her left leg beneath the girl's own. Kathry pulled her until there really was no distance, and using the momentum spun herself over. The result would be finding herself above Eisa and kissing downwards. Her right hand traced downwards from the base of her hair to her neck and gently stroked along the small between the side and the spine. The kiss held for a moment, and then another, before she pulled up for a moment. And immediately pecked once, then twice, and then a third held on Eis' forehead. When she pulled herself apart for a few seconds, still just inches above the slightly shorter girl, she laughed again. She wasn't sure why, maybe it was the situation they'd found themselves in, maybe it was the natural adrenaline that came from these sort of moments. But she laughed and giggled for a second, laying her own forehead on the one she'd kissed. This was still a strange feeling. But living life dangerously was what the Vahla did best, and this form of strange was something she could get used to.

"...I'm beginning to understand why they call you fiery."
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[Eisa Nimbus]

A light shudder cascaded throughout the cyan haired teen as she felt Kathry's fingers gently grasp on the dyed strands of hair. Before soft gasp escaped her lips as she felt the other hand gently squeeze the side of her waist once again, forcing her body to react by drawing it closer to the ebony haired teen's own. What barely visible facial expression held over Eisas features widened as through the combined movement of her friends leg and the gentle squeeze of her waist, she now found herself pinned against the sofa with the ebony haired teen laying atop her.

Eisa's mind was buzzing over what was unfolding, a small part of her was alight with wondering what had possessed her. She had long since given her hint to her friends inquiry, but now she was lost in the sensations she was experiencing, the small traces of rational thought were gone, replaced by the soft pleasurable sensations that filled her with desire for more.

Feeling Kathry's hand skirt along her back, Eisa found her upper body almost reflexively arch upwards, her hands shifting in position so that one was wrapped arounf her friend's waist, her fingers gently rubbing against top of the ebony haired teen's hip, whilst the other hand lightly drew across Kathry's face, her fingers gently framing the Vahla's facial features, whist her thumb slowly caressed the taller teens cheek.

A frown briefly flickered over Eisa's features as Kathry pulled away from thier kiss, before steadily lightening with each successive peck of her lips before the third and final kiss on her forehead. A warm grin crossing the cyan haired teen as she heard and felt Kathry's chuckling before she rested her forehead against Eisa's.

Quietly the cyan teen lay beneath her friend, her own hands softly caressing the the various points of Kathrys body they were placed upon. Enjoying the closeness she was feeling under the weight of her friends close embrace, the warmth of her breath washing over her own features. A light chuckle soon escaping her lips as she squeezed tightened her hold over the ebony haired female, as Kathy announced that she was staring to see people refer to her as fiery. Eisa's bright emerald hued eyes opening slowly to once again lock onto Kathry's sat directly infront of her own.

"Well was why my hair was dyed that way" Eisa commented as she gently resumed strocking her friend's faca, planting a quick affectionate peck on the lips. A light mischievous grin crossing her features, as she mused as to what other characteristics she had been referred too as. "Though they also call me wild and crazy" she added with a light chuckle, before biting on her lower lip. Taking a slow breath as her lower hand ran slowly up and down the fabric over Kathry's back.

Lifting her head up to the side of her friend's "But if you stay the night we can find out just how fiery we both can be!" Eisa whispered after a brief silence, a playful smile crossing and lingering over her features before she slowly eased her head back, planting several pecked kisses along the side of Kathry's face.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

And yet... I can live with that.

​

A grin started to cross her features, a mischievous grin that usually entailed something horrific and destructive was afoot. But in these circumstances, it was a grin that signified an idea, an idea that could either work perfectly or have adverse effects for them both. There was am ability taught by most Embers to help with pain in battle, it could amplify or diminish any type of physical trauma through concentration. But when applied in a situation like this, it would make is as though every touch was an explosion of sensation. As she centered herself over her slightly shorter counterpart, she began to radiate that very same ability, focusing not on any pain, but on any physical sensation. It radiated outwards from her palms, from her eyes, from her body, even as she the grin faded to a smile in response to Eisa's own.

"Wild?"

Her left hand carried down to the base of her neck, close to where her right hand massaged, but this time her thumb rested on the outside of the girl's ear as she replied teasingly and sarcastically. She planted a kiss on her forehead again, this one painfully slow and deliberately drawn out. Kathry knew the plight of insanity well, she'd seen it in many a being, and this one did not qualify.

"Crazy?"

The Vahla was practically whispering now, even as this distance. Subconsciously, it would make her partner want to close the distance even further to try and hear what she was saying, but she leaned down first as her lips left her forehead and instead proceeded down to her cheek, in the very same tantalizing manner. She didn't speak again until her lips gently hovered closer to Eisa's ear, similar to how the girl raised her head and whispered in response. Her eyes, still widened with energy, grew softer. They simply did not understand her, nor her unique disposition or strength of will. It was true that Eisa Nimbus had a reputation for explosives, wanton violence and bloodshed, and a sweet tooth borne of ferocity.

"You say such lovely things..."

The sorceress was quite obviously teasing at this point. The young Vahla understood these subjects well enough to crave them on her own, like the burning flames within she too was a force of unending destruction. Where others perceived these traits as folly, unnecessary, illogical, she grasped what they truly meant. Of all the Sith in the Empire, it was perhaps Eisa who was the most honest and open with herself, willing to do as she pleased when she felt the desire. It created an intoxicating proximity of feral joy. Her back began to arch in response to the hand that stroked nearest to her spine, her body shook for a moment, amplified by the Crucitorn. She had not forgotten the offer. As her right hand moved off again, her left pulled the girl's face closer suddenly, before she whispered directly into her ear.

"...That's the idea. Maybe we should go inside... stop frightening your staff..."

She bit the very bottom of the left ear. Not hard enough to draw blood, but firmly enough to evoke a reaction of sorts. Her right hand, palm downwards, came to rest on the center of the girl's chest, directly in the middle. Not high or low enough at the moment, but the pressure she began to apply was a forbearing of her plans to come. Kathry would release her if they decided to make their way indoors, or continue to pin her down otherwise. A part of the girl knew this was entirely running off of impulse and imagination. This was a course she would not abandon, however. And this talk of playing with fire amused and interested her greatly, it was her favored element after all. She and the flames were as one, amusing herself with anything fiery had been one of her few pastimes on her home planet. This would be no different, from a certain point of view. Her thoughts, concerns, worries disappeared. At present, they at most would be able to stem Kathry, but the Vahla doubted they could do the same to Eisa. What did their opinions matter anyhow?
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[Eisa Nimbus]

A sultry grin slowly spread over her features as the cyan haired teen heard the long whispers from the ebony haired teen into her ear. Each drawn out word, coupled with the enhanced sensations she was feeling building the anticipation and desire that was forming deep within her. The pleasure was almost palpable within her, as each caress and gentle squeeze sent shivers down her spin. As Kathry spoke about taking things inside, Eisa softly nodded before her eyes widened in shock a little as she felt a firm bite against her left ear lobe, before a firm palm was placed against her chest, the light pressure intended to hold Eisa in place.

The shocked expression over the Cyan haired Sith's face help for a few moments longer, whilst her emerald hued eyes stared into the smoldering ember like eyes of Kathry. She hadn't expected this! Slowly Eisa's expression softened as she passively looked into her partner's eyes, her hands and legs slowly moving to the side, allowing Kathry to rest upon her body whilst she stared into Kathry's eyes. A few moments passed before a wild grin crossed Eisa's features, before her harms suddenly snapped around the upper back of Kathry, with one hand falling onto the back of the ebony haired teen's head.

A light chuckle escaped Eisa's lips at the unsuspected reaction from her partner, before she suddenly and tightly wrapped her legs around the lower back of the ebony haired teen. The wild grin broadening as she held their two bodies tightly against each other. "Whats the rush?" Eisa softly purred into the ebony teen's ear, her fingers slowly and lightly dragging the tips of her finger nails along the exposed skin of Kathry's back. "We've got all night" she added, slowly teasing out her words before teasing the base of her partner's ear lobe so it was between her teeth with her tongue before giving it a gentle nip.

Drawing her head back, Eisa returned her gaze back into the deep smoldering embers of the ebony, a sultry grin crossing her features as drew her head in close to quickly kiss Kathry on the lips."Unless you want to skip dinner" the cyan haired teen spoke with a playful glint in her eyes.

 

[Kathry Van Alasdaire]

The shocked looked that graced Eisa's face almost caused Kathry to withdraw her own hand, worried she'd gone too far or startled her. She may be brutal to her foes, but she tried to be slightly kinder to her allies, especially given these - circumstances. She began to calm, however, and the Sorceress felt a small sigh of relief leave her as she remained in place. It would be unwise to upset this one, no matter the situation. Quite the opposite happened, in fact, as that insane grin crossed her face again and the Vahla found herself in a tight embrace, somehow being pulled closer. Her entire body twitched for a moment as Eisa's legs wrapped around her waist and kept her in place, as though pining each other, causing her eyes to close for a moment only. By the time Kathry opened them, she could see hear the teasing voice emanating into her own ear, mirroring what she had done but moments beforehand. She grimaced as the nails found their mark, but not in a negative fashion, as it quickly turned into a smile.

"I guess-"

She was interrupted by the sensation of her own ear being nibbled slightly, causing her grip on Eisa's chest to loosen for a moment. Her eyes seemed to grow in intensity as she looked downwards, slowly moving her hand upwards before resting it on the base of the girl's neck, running her fingers along the collarbone, her face seemingly considering for a moment. Her head cocked sideways and gently lowered to the base of Eisa's neck and bit gently before replying to the second comment.

"Oh. I know..."

Her head pulled away slightly, and Kathry chuckled, looking up again. In truth, she would not complain if they simply stayed in this very pose all night, it was exhilarating yet incredibly warm and welcoming in the same way. She could not understand fully why she'd been drawn to this girl in particular, but if the Vahla were to guess it was most certainly the explosive and murderous attitude. Combined with the innocence in her, Eisa was essentially the only Sith that could make murdering a room of helpless middlemen both adorable and incredibly attractive. The fact she'd actually done anything that led to this situation did surprise the Sorceress, however, as she had expected a rebuke. Gently lowering her own lips as Eisa's eyes closed, they kissed again. This was a good evening.

"...food?"

She had not considered the possibility of food, but then again, the meals would not be going anywhere. Though, there were multiple places in the Hotel she could resume this little idea if that was the decision made. Kathry paused completely and looked deep into the azure eyes that looked back, exhaling gently as she stroked the side of Eisa's cheek. Did she want to move, leave this situation as it was and consume some sustenance? They'd definitely need the energy - though she did not want to move at all. A gentle smile came seconds later as Kathry thought of what would perhaps be her most ironic reply, her left arm tracing down the girl's side with her own nail, in response to the ones sliding across her back. They stopped short of her waist, as she cocked her head sideways once again.

"...I'm not opposed to the idea of supper, but there's always the option of eating out."
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