Ask Who Dunnit

[Altair Din]

Altair was both surprised and pleased when she suggested that they didn’t have to part ways just yet and he certainly didn't miss the wink. He smiled at her for a moment before drawing back, “All right then, let’s keep walking,” He said simply as he began to walk along the bridge. The city was quiet this time of night, and even the touristy parts were thinning out with people scattering or turning in for the night.

“What do you like about Rattatak?” He asked as they kept walking. It didn’t sound like a vacation spot exactly and with the warlord and fighting it sounded like it could be miserable sometimes, “You tryin’ to make it more hospitable than it is right now?” Altair asked with a smile. He personally liked warm and hot planets and Rattatak sounded just like that. Bandomeer would always have a place in his heart, however, even though he only experienced a small sliver of it. He wondered if Rattatak was actually more open to alien species such as himself. Even Bandomeer could be unforgiving in the main city districts.

After a rather scenic walk, Celeste would notice Altair was leading towards a very tall and beautiful building that was right next to the river. Being an officer in one of the most prestigious military academies had its perks. On missions, he was now given much better accommodations and afforded much finer luxuries.

“That’s where I’m staying,” He jutted his chin towards the building, “When I was an acolyte I was lucky to get a shared hostel room,” Altair chuckled to himself at the memories. He also thought of his dorm room back on Dromund Kaas. It all had to be worlds apart from the life Celeste had as a diplomat - he knew his own sister Amira seldom ever had anything less than the best accommodations whenever she went on diplomatic missions.

If Celeste joined him, they would find themselves at the top floor, Altair opening the door to a large penthouse style room. There was a wrap-around balcony that looked over the city skyline and the river. He guided her towards the balcony, letting her take a look at the stunning view ahead.

“There’s a lot to do in this city,” Altair explained as he rested his elbows on the railing and glanced out, “There’s a real famous opera house right there,” He pointed in the distance, “I went there a few years ago and it came under attack,” He rolled his eyes, “So I never actually got to see a show. I got dressed up in a suit and everything,” Altair doubted she could picture him in a suit - it was such a far cry from his usual style of attire.

After a moment, he moved closer to her, but he stepped behind her, his height allowing him to still remain gazing at the skyline over her shoulder. The breeze brushed against them, a slight chill weaving into the river-front air. Altair was unbothered by this and he was rather content as he stood there.

“I gotta admit though..” He said quietly, “You’re pretty damn good at distractin’ me from the city attractions,” Altair said as he leaned in closer to move her hair to one side of her shoulder, leaving the other bare. He closed the distance from behind her, tracing feathery soft kisses along the side of her shoulder and towards her neck. His lips and warm breath were a direct contrast to the cool air against her skin. As much as he wanted to nibble and bite against her neck, he wouldn’t leave any marks where they were visible - not for her line of work.

His fingers teasingly traced up along her spine like his tail had done back at the diplomatic building. Only this time he didn’t stop, his fingers working to very slowly slide down the zipper of her dress. It was purposely excruciatingly slow to give her a chance to stop him if she pleased. Altair’s lips remained against the crook of her neck, his attention no longer on the cityscape anymore, “What else do you want to do while we’re here?” He whispered softly against her skin.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

Celeste was overly happy when he agreed and she was relieved even though she hadn't been doubting that he would be quite delighted about her suggestion. With the smile widening she immediately turned to follow him. She had lost track of time, but it this loss of control felt great.

They continued their scenic walk while he asked another question and she was more than happy to share her story. She truly appreciated his genuine interest and she still couldn't wait to learn even more about him as well."What I like about it...well let's say at first it was quite difficult. The planet is hot and the terrain bleak and it took me some time to get used to it. Even though I usually enjoy a more moderate climate and vibrant forests, I've fallen in love with Rattatak after a while. The people are unique, but super fascinating, and they have adapted to change so well it's truly impressive...And yes. What I basically did and what I'm still doing is trying to somehow...civilize it in a way. Like I'm abolishing slavery because it's simply wrong and cruel and I'm dealing with the stubborn warlords who don't feel like negotiating" she started explaining, warmly smiling as those memories were indeed quite pleasant. Sure, she had also been through plenty of shit, it had all been worth it in the end. "Are you still close to your family? And have you all gotten along well?" she wondered, glancing back up the handsome Tiefling.

She had no idea where he was leading her, but she was super excited to find out. The question was indeed soon answered when they were approaching a stunning building in a beautiful location right next to the river that was connected to the lake. "I can't believe that we have almost been killed a few hours ago...the city looks so peaceful and beautiful now" she replied softly, before she couldn't help but to chuckle at his remark about the accommodations. "This building looks stunning...but I do believe that with the hostels. As a senator, I'm accustomed to luxurious accommodations, but I'm generally modest. I wouldn't have minded a hostel at all, but privacy is definitely a good thing" she then honestly replied while she was briefly oberserving the impressive structure before her light blue eyes flicked back up to him.

She followed him inside and just a few months later they found themselves on a balcony that offered a breathtaking view on the skyline. Marveling at the beautiful scenery, it took her a moment before she could take her eyes off the places he had just pointed to. "Oh...I would definitely love to see you in a real suit some time..." she playfully teased, knowing damn well that he was not the one to wear suits on a regular base, but she was also convinced that he would also look stunning in one.

She couldn't follow those thoughts as he was suddenly repositioning himself right behind her before his lips softly traced across her bare skin. She gasped at the initial sensation of his hot breath against her skin while warm sparks of electricity were immediately sent flying. She couldn't help but to reach behind her, her hand softly brushing against his jawline while she closed her eyes for a second, savoring each and every hot kiss he planted on her skin. Her lips were slightly parted and she concentrated on his touches, her heartbeat already accelerating."You're quite distracting yourself...enticing even" she gasped slightly breathless, her desire for more steadily growing.

She completely sank into this moment, every kiss seemed to be an irresistible promise and it seemed like he completely knew what he was doing. Her other hand was tightened around the metal of the railing as he slowly began to open the zipper. They were up high enough not to be spotted by people on the streets and it was way too late anyway, so she didn't care about the publicity of their risqué affair. She involuntarily tilted her head to the other side, leaning into his kisses. She would let him open the dress completely before it would already fall off, yet she was still not reacting to the fact that they were still standing on an open balcony. She slightly pulled away to turn around, her light blue eyes hungry as she seductively glanced up to him. "Oh... a couple of things, actually, if you don't mind" she sensually whispered back before she determinantly freed him from his leather jacket. That was, however, not before she had gotten on her tiptoes and passionately kissed him again while her hands skillfully started to unbutton his shirt. She was also not in a rush. Her desire was high, yet she wanted to tease him just like he had teased her.

@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

Rattatak sounded like an exciting and challenging place. The more she described it, the more curious he was about visiting. Tieflings, like Devaronians, were wanderers by nature. He barely needed an excuse to visit different planets across the galaxy and it was more possible than ever now that he had his own ship. He guessed Rattatak also likely had some delicious local cuisine he could sample. The tiefling only smiled when she asked about his family, “Real close, though I don’t get to visit as often as I’d like. I keep in touch with them all and send money back,” Altair explained, “Send back a lot of my earnings for my little sister’s college fund,” His parents were poor but they were difficult to send money to. It took years and years of convincing before they would finally accept any kind of support.

All of those thoughts were pushed aside when they were on the balcony and they finally had privacy. They were entirely too high up for anyone to see them, but it was exhilarating nonetheless to be out here. Her dress fell away, slinking down like soft silk and bunching up on the ground. Altair felt her touch along his jaw as his fingers teasingly traced up and down her spine. He drew back the slightest bit as she turned to face him, allowing his gaze to take in sight of her bare torso. The shimmering stars above and the distant lights bathed her body in a low light and it only accented her skin.

“You’re stunning..” He managed to whisper before she leaned up to kiss him. He happily obliged, feeling her hands working to undo his clothing. His jacket fell away, and his shirt followed next, revealing his muscled torso. It was the build of a disciplined warrior, his charcoal skin marred with various saber and other scars sustained in combat.

He felt the cool air brush against his own skin and the prospect of being out here was thrilling in its own way. He drew back from the kiss briefly to gaze into her eyes, seeing the desire there and knowing the same was reflected in his own. Altair’s fingers traced up along her back along the smooth skin till he grasped at her hair. There was a glint in his eye as he tugged her head gently back by her hair before leaning in to kiss along her neck and down. That nervous boy look was gone entirely, replaced by the man he was. He didn’t stop this time, making her gaze at the stars as he made his way down. He took his time with her chest, unapologetic about the bites and nibbling here. No politician would see any marks he left here and he knew exactly what he wanted to taste. She would realize soon enough that he had full command of the situation and could navigate her as if an expert musician were guiding their fingers along an instrument to create the perfect symphonies.

The cool wind touched her skin everywhere he kissed, his lips tracing past her stomach as he slid down even lower. He gazed up at her with that same fire in his eyes as he dexterously removed that last article of clothing from her. Despite being lowered to the ground, it was clear he was in control now. He knew just how to weave sensuality and passion into one and he knew how to project his desires and in turn make her feel powerless and empowered at once. The tiefling’s hand slid along her leg, skillfully hooking her knee over his shoulder and nudging her back so she would balance her elbows on the balcony behind her.

His vibrant gaze remained teasingly on her for a moment before he took his time kissing along the inside of her knee and slowly moving along her inner thigh and working his way in. She would be given the luxury of watching him work while the cool wind kissed her skin and the moonlight bathed them both from above. Altair didn’t intend to show any mercy and he would make her dance to his every tune. He would mold her like putty, every bite, kiss and gesture working to make her almost collapse unless she kept against that balcony. And it was all while they were out in the open, all where he was unapologetic and shameless in what he was doing to drive her wild. To make her cry out into the night where it could be carried away into the clouds without anyone hearing. Where she could surrender herself without fearing repercussions, where she could unravel entirely as he expertly pulled away at every last thread that kept her together.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

When Altair had mentioned that he was sending money to support his family she was literally overflodded with a warm sensation that spread through her whole body as her gaze softened. It was not only beautiful that he was still so close to them even if their time was quite limited, but it made her heart melt that he was helping them as much as he could."That is so sweet of you, Altair...I'm sure they are overly grateful and proud of you" she had softly replied, even if her voice was accompanied by a trace of sadness. Even though there had been more than two decades between the present and her parent's death, there was a deep sadness inside her. Family was so important, and she had never had any blood relative than her uncle, who was still a loyal, even blind follower of the Empire. She had always had plenty of good, trustful and loyal friends, yet it had never been the same. No one could have ever replaced her parents and she still missed them.

Those sad thoughts were, however, quickly blown away after they had entered the building though, and once on the balcony, her mood had completely changed. There was something irrevocably enticing about him and the way he did not only softly and smoothly place his words, but even more in the way he touched her with his hands and lips drove her crazy.

Celeste had never been a woman who was easily charmed, especially not by men she had just recently met, but after all that had happened today, it felt like she had somehow known him for ages. There was a wonderful familiarity in everything he did while she hadn't felt something that intense for quite a while. It was unbelievably thrilling and exciting, yet she felt extremely comfortable, like they had done that a hundred times before. She couldn't quite grasp it, but it felt like she was strongly attracted to him, even though he hadn't even openly tried to charm her. It was just a vibe. They just clicked. And it felt great to let go and give in to that desire.

After he had skillfully removed that dress their hungry gazes met. While she normally preferred to remain in control, it was different when it came to such moments, and despite his younger age the Tiefling seemed to know exactly what he was doing. Once she had freed him of half of his clothes he only allowed her a brief glance before he continued. He was gently, but ever so determined as he pulled her head back by the hair before his lips found their way back to her bare skin.

Even though her lips were already parted, she suppressed a moan just yet. Instead, she just gasped, melting under the hot kisses he planted all across her chest. The desire rose and she felt tempted to take over control herself, showing him her own sensual side while leading him into the realms of pleasure, yet she figured that there was nothing wrong with enjoying what he was doing. She tried to contain her passion for a bit longer, yet she completely lost composure after a few moments. She did not want to make it seem as though he had conquered her wit ease, yet the truth wws that he had already driven her wild. The place he had chosen was thrilling, because it was not as if they were simply getting started on a bed, well hidden from prying eyes, but they were outside on this very balcony far above the ground, the chilly night air surrounding them while her body was literally burning with desire.

She kept her eyes closed, concentrating on those wonderful sensations while her nerves were running wild, yet when he briefly opened her eyes, she gazed into the nightsky. It was incredibly hot how he had taken over control of her body and even of her movements by keeping her knee locked over his shoulder as his lips wandered traced the inside of her thights. With her elbows balancing on the railing, she was unable to move much, hence she was shamelessly exposed to the Tiefling that seemingly wasted no time. She was convinced that she had done this a couple of times before, otherwise he wouldn't be so unbelievably skilled, but what she couldn't quite grasp was how he seemed to know exactly what she liked and how she liked it.

Once he allowed her to glance down again, his vibrant, violet eyes were almost seemed to mock her. She would have loved to break free and push him back inside, returning the favor by proving that she was quite skilled herself, yet he wouldn't let her. Instead, he continued, and she enjoyed it without complaining, but it almost annoyed her that her body seemed to betray her. The first, pasisonate moan escaped her without warning and without being able to hold back. He continued teasing her by keeping the eye contact, allowing her to watch as he mercilessly continued. She was surrendering, almost collapsing even as he kept pushing her further.her fingernails already dug into her palms while she was exactly doing what he had asked her to do: Not losing her fire. Her muscles tensed up, her nerves went crazy as she was still half standing there, the Tiefling busy below while she was forced into a hollow back, her whole body just overstimulated. This seemed to be just the beginning, but soon her voice echoed thorough the night air if he hadn't shown any mercy sooner or later...

@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

It was the next morning and Celeste would likely notice Altair was nowhere to be seen. However, if she looked carefully, all of his belongings were still there to indicate he clearly hadn’t just bailed. The view from the balcony would be stunning as it overlooked the city that now came to life. The Sith reinforcements managed to root out the cult and the planet was effectively won over. The chaos had settled for now and Altair had followed up on his end.

The tiefling may have had an extremely long and eventful night, but he was extremely disciplined about his training regimen. Between being a huge fan of the Emryc Thorne routine and being in the prestigious Ziost military academy, he always had to stay in optimal shape and on top of his game. A part of him wondered if he could request for Celeste to get him an Emryc Thorne autograph considering she was now able to actually be in the President’s presence as a Senator. The tiefling put the thought aside for now.

The door opened and Altair returned to his room, wearing a loose tank top and workout shorts. He was drenched in sweat, clearly having been at the gym. His toned body looked even more defined from the fresh work out. His face betrayed his exhaustion from the lack of sleep. The thoughts of the night prior came back all at once as he stepped into the room, his face slightly flustered. The dynamic between the two had completely changed from where they started, and he wasn’t sure where it ultimately landed.

Altair spotted Celeste and awkwardly cleared his throat, giving her a sheepish smile, “Hey.. you get some sleep?” He asked, his tail flicking back and forth to betray his slight nervousness. If he didn’t have charcoal skin, his face would be bright red. Instead, there was almost a faint purplish hue to his cheeks.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

Before they had finally laid down last night, or rather this morning, she had already lost track of time. The sun had already been setting though, so once she blinked now, there were already sun rays dancing all across the room, announcing that the earliest morning hours had passed.

She had no idea how long she had slept, but it couldn't have been more than a nap after all. The memories immediately washed over her, resulting in a satisfied, yet definitely tired smirk as she stretched the sore muscles and turned around, her body being a perfect reminder of what had been. However, the spot right next to her was empty and she immediately wondered if he was truly gone.

The sudden realization that he was not laying next to her anymore hit her hard at first. Could she have been wrong about him after all? Had he just bailed on her now and this had been nothing but a...casual late night meeting? Her thoughts began to spin while her eyes narrowed. She sat up, a strange feeling radiating from the pit of her stomach, but then her gaze fell on that belt of his.

Right...the belt. Again, a smirk crossed her lips, but the question hadn't left her head yet. His stuff was still there, but could he have simply gone without it? She shook her head. She pushed away that initial flaring up anger, keeling her internal fire contained. No...this wasn't him.

The blonde senator got up, the tiredness and exhaustion heavy in her limbs, yet she made her way towards the balcony, letting her gaze wander across this admittedly beautiful scenery for a moment. Since it was daylight now, she had Force pulled a towel into her direction before that, covering all that was necessary as she marveled at the view for a moment, but her mood lightened even more as she suddenly heard the door.

Celeste had immediately stepped back in, welcoming Altair with a warm smile that was however hiding her relief over his return. "Good morning" she greeted him happily realizing that the Tiefling's confidence had somehow left again. She couldn't help but to chuckle softly, wondering why he was so flustered now. It was a difference like night and day and she was hoping that he wouldn't mind her teasing. "Is it easier like that?" she asked him, tilting her head to the side while she let the towel slip to the ground. "I did fall asleep at some point...I'm admittedly tired but I would say it was worth it" she then added playfully while she approached him, noticing that he was drenched in sweat. "Unbelievable...that's what I call discipline" she almost purred as she traced a few lines across his muscular chest that was momentarily hidden benath a layer of fabric, glancing up into his stunning, violet eyes that seemed even more vibrant in the light noe. "How are you feeling?".

@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

Altair kept his eyes on hers the entire time, not unlike when they first met. He was normally someone that ran from these things and put as much distance as possible. However, here he was freshly back from the gym staring at Celeste in nothing but a towel. The moment she dropped the towel, he forced himself not to look away like a shy little boy. Instead he brushed aside his whirlwind of thoughts, focusing only on the fact that she was here and she wouldn’t still be here if she didn’t like his company even outside of the events of the night prior.

He felt a jolt run through him as she traced a finger along his built torso, his tail swishing energetically. Altair gave her a grin as his arms loosely wrapped around her lithe waist, tugging her close. The tiefling leaned down to steal a kiss from her before drawing back, “You’re the most beautiful like this, you know,” He said to her quietly, “Hair a little messy, face a little flushed and not all dolled up,” Altair gave her a genuine smile, not even realizing when his tail began to affectionately rub against her leg.

“I’m tired as fuck,” He said with an exhale in response to her question, finally switching to his honest self instead of attempting to be proper - her dropping the towel certainly broke the ice, “You wore me out more than the Emryc Thorne routine does,” Altair told her with a playful wink before he reached down to remove his tank top in one fluid motion. He took a step towards the large refresher and glanced over his shoulder towards her.

“I’m feelin’ a nice, long steamy shower if you feel like joining me…Senator,” He added the last word with a grin as his tail moved of its own accord to give her playful smack on the rear.

If she chose to join him, there was no doubt it would be a while before they emerged again. The penthouse had many luxuries and the refresher was rather fancy with a multi jet shower or a huge jacuzzi to tub to choose from. By the end of it, Altair was finally no longer grimy and sweaty and he tossed on a hoodie and some sweat pants.

After a moment, he glanced at Celeste and recalled she had her dress to wear from the night prior and nothing else. As sexy as the thought of seeing her in nothing but one of his oversized shirts was, he was far too shy to bring it up. Altair eyed her for a moment, “You got plans today? Prolly gettin’ off this planet, huh?” He grinned at her, though privately hoped she had a clear schedule. By now, she would know that their mission was completed and there was nothing else left for them to do.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

Celeste was truly impressed of his dedication...How could he have possibly gathered enough strength to manage a workout after having spent most of the night working out anyway? Was his Tiefling anatomy also helping when it came to sleep deprivation? One way or another...he was incredibly hot and she was strongly attracted to his willpower and discipline.

She leaned in, affectionately deepening that brief kiss before a warm smile crossed her lips again. "I would love to say the same, but you wear to many clothes" she cheekily replied, playfully tugging at the hem of his shirt while her she glanced up to him. Even though she had given him a rather teasing reply, the genuine smile on her lips would prove that she appreciated his sweet compliment. His arms around her waist and the touch of his tail immediately electrified her tired body again, additionally waking her up some more, so that the exhaustion was soon almost forgotten.

As he mentioned his tiredness, she couldn't help but to amusedly shake her head in disbelief. "You don't look too tired", she began, not only referring to the actual fact that his workout seemed to have washed away most signs of exhaustion from his face, but also to the fact that he had decided not to skip his morning routine even though he had barely napped.

His playful next tease was adorable and it brought a rather mischievous smirk to her lips as she watched him undress right in front of her."Oh really? You seem like someone who enjoys his routine after all so I don't mind continuing..." she replied with a seductive wink, but funnily enough he seemed to have the exact same thing in mind as he didn't hesitate before asking her to join him for a refreshing shower.

She didn't even have to consider his offer and was already following him inside, and it had clearly been a while until the two of them finally re-emerged. It was hard to tell whether the extensive, steamy getaway in the refresher had left them even more exhausted or slightly less, as the warm water had at least helped with some muscle soreness in particular areas, but once they were done, Celeste could also feel other muscle groups clearly more tense than before.

She had thrown herself onto the body, her hair and body still slightly dampened as she chose too stretch for a moment. She then rolled onto her belly, her gaze lingering on the muscular Tiefling for a moment while she pondered on his question. True...what now? She reached out with one hand, letting her holopad fly into her hands as she briefly checked her schedule. Unfortunately her days were usually rather packed, but she had planned three days in total for their trip to the planet, so she deactivated her device with a big smile."Luckily, I'm in no hurry today. I wonder whether you have to return to the academy though. That would surely be a pity..." she answered, hoping that he would also have a few more free hours of free time before duty called. "If you're free, I'm sure we can find us some adventure, but I would prefer not to be drugged this time" she added with a smirk, also considering that they didn't even have to stay on this planet...

@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

Altair watched as Celeste casually jumped on the bed, not even bothering to put on a towel. The tiefling’s gaze lingered on her form for a moment as he shook his head with a grin. He walked around and began to pick up his strewn-about clothing to begin packing. He looked over again when she mentioned the academy, “Not for a few days,” He responded, his eyes shamelessly sliding over her nude form stretched out before him, “Though you ain’t makin’ it easy leaving this room lookin’ like an absolute snack over there,” He said with a raised brow. She knew exactly what she was doing and he couldn’t help but grin.

After he finished packing what he needed, he stretched his limbs and rolled his shoulders before hopping on the bed as well. He rolled atop her while she was still on her stomach, glancing over her shoulder to nosily look at her holopad. He could see her schedule was usually out of control, though sometimes his looked similar at the academy. The tiefling leaned down to kiss the back of her shoulder, tracing feathery soft kisses down her still slightly damp spine.

“Well since you can’t stop talkin’ about Rattatak, why don’t we go there?” He said as he reached her lower back and looked up, “You can introduce me to the day to day life of a fancy diplomat and I'll punch some warlord in the face if needed,” Altair said with a smile. His life at the academy was very rigid and always on a schedule. Everything was regimented and methodical and there were no real luxuries outside of nicer accommodations when he was sent on missions now.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

With her head placed on her palms, elbows on the mattress she watched him starting to pack his things, knowing that all she had to do was to grab her dress and purse and get dressed before she would be ready to leave, however she wasn't fully sure whether she wanted to leave already. His reply immediately conjured up a smile on her lips as she playfully tilted her head to the side. "Sounds like it's all perfectly falling into place..." she remarked, quite delighted before apparently, he had some more free time as well.

"I'm almost....but just almost sorry about that" she amusedly teased back, provocatively rolling back on her back before lolling around for a bit, still, however, hiding her true purposes by acting as though she was still just classily stretching the tired muscles. After a moment, she rolled back on her stomach, quickly reactivating her holopad to shoot Kat a quick message, but that was when Altair caught a glimpse of her schedule, slightly crushing her by his weight from above. "Heeey" she complained playfully, "You can't just...steal glimpses. After all, I could hide some very confidental information here. Senators deal with quite some...steamy business". He would be able to tell that she was solely teasing him as there was literally nothing on her device that would be not meant for his eyes, yet it was fun to tease him. She closed her eyes and savored his kisses, his lips leaving each and every spot he just traced longing for more again.

His suggestion was admittedly great. Celeste loved the idea of showing him around, especially if he had never been to her planet before, so she glanced over her shoulder, a big smile on her lips. "That sounds tempting...I would love to show you around. We can either take it fully slow and I simply show you around, or, if you would really want to, I could also take you further away from my estate if you're looking for action" she happily replied, before a soft sigh escaped her lips, "Unfortunately there are still a few that fall out of line, but if you got some days from the academy, I'm not sure whether you want to deal with more trouble" she then added, hoping for an honest answer. She appreciated his will to help, but it was not like they were going anywhere, so they could simply take a day off as well.

Regardless of what he wanted to do there, she escaped from under him, just to wrap her arms around his neck to first softly, then passionately steal some more kisses from his tasty lips. After they were done, she would grab her belongings and get both dressed and slightly freshened up before the two of them would start heading towards her yacht and she would type in the coordinates of Rattatak, preparing for their jump to hyperspace.


@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

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While Altair had his own ship, it was certainly nothing fancy like a yacht. Right away he could tell Celeste’s lifestyle was quite different from his. He was already packed for several days worth of travel and different scenarios so they didn’t need to stop by the academy. Part of his military lifestyle meant he always carried most of his wardrobe everywhere he went for missions.

The journey had been quite pleasant and he rather enjoyed Celeste’s company. He had his guitar with him, and he made a point to play for her at some point during their stay on Rattatak. Altair spent most of his time catching up on sleep, reading up on the planet or recreating some spicy moments with Celeste. It wasn’t long before the ship began to descend down on the red planet. From here it almost looked like Korriban from the vast mountainous regions and deserts.

Altair chose to don his slightly more formal uniform meant for more diplomatic settings. He wasn’t expecting to run into any real combat, but he wouldn’t shy away from it if needed. The tiefling glanced around as he began to walk down the ramp with his instrument slung over his shoulder and dragged along a single supply crate with his things. If Celeste let him, he would also carry her things - he was raised to be a gentleman after all, and it was second nature to him.

He paused at the end of the ramp, glancing back at Celeste, “I meant it, you know,” Altair said to reaffirm their conversation right before leaving, “I’m happy to help with any insurgents. Not like I’m ever unprepared for a fight,” Altair said with a grin, pointing to the gauntlets on his hands. As a Matukai, he never needed to carry an assortment of weapons.

Altair looked around himself, “Nice and toasty here,” The air was dry and hot - comparable to Korriban yet again. He gestured for her to lead the way and he would fall into step with her, “I don’t suppose you want to plant a Sith temple anywhere here,” He added with a half grin.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

She quickly caught a glimpse of his face when he first saw her ship and she noticed that slight hint of admiration. She was dearly hoping that he wouldn't judge her standard of living because after all she had never been into unnecessary luxuries, but after thinking back to their shared night she somehow lost those doubts quickly and a smirk simply crossed her lips.

Time seemed to pass unbelievably fast and they definitely found a few ways to keep each other busy, but they also spent a few hours asleep as well, step by step fixing their sleep deprivation. She definitely enjoyed his company, and the closer they got the more excited she grew. She had changed her attire and was now wearing one of her black, leather senator dresses that were the perfect mixture between classy and sexy. She was not putting

She was genuinely happy to show him around on the planet she called home for now and she was curious to see how he would find it there. There was a lot to discover for foreigners, especially for those interested in culture and Celeste had already learnt that quite a few Rattataki were invested in Matukai. "Do you see that huge mountain over there?" she pointed at it before she glanced over with a smile. "This is exactly where it all started for me. Right inside the mountain is the fighting pit in which I was thrown into without a warning" she explained to him. There was a time in which those memories were rather painful, but nowadays they even conjured up a smile. After all, they had brought here to were she was now.

After they had landed, he courteously grabbed her bags as well and she gratefully appreciate the gesture. "Such a gentleman..." she whispered as she stole another sweet kiss from him before descending next to him, the hot air immediately washing over them like a blow drier. As he repeated his statement about helping her out if needed, she nodded, however not glancing up to him right now because there was quite a commotion at the spaceport and she didn't quite know why. "Thank you. I really appreciate your help. I was just gonna say that everything was stable when I left, but now something seems to be off..." she concluded as her attention was caught by someone shouting in the distance.

"Oh no" she muttered, already slightly frustrated because she suddenly had a feeling that she knew exactly what was going on. "If there was a Sith temple nearby, there would be surely someone would have already looked into that" she then remarked with a hint of humor, trying to lighten the mood even though she assumed that they would have to act right away. Apparently, someone had neglected their duties again and she was the one to fix it...again.

With a sigh she kept on walking, hoping that the situation wouldn't be as bad as intended, but after a few meters she suddenly heard a very familiar sound: Someone inside this very spaceport, apparently not far way had just released a thermal detonator and according to the sound, it wasn't too far away. Withing a split second her hypothesis was proven right. The terrorists were back, she could even catch a brief glimpse of a flag in the distance that showed his symbol. She wondered how the hell it was even possible for him to be alive, but it seemed like his followers were still like vermin...hard to exterminate and always coming back to strike fear and terror whereever they went. "Seems lime you're getting your action whether we want it or not" she desperately sighed, frantically glancing around to spot the TD before it would go off.

@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

Altair followed her line of sight towards the fighting pit. He could sense the pain it brought her and he glanced back towards her, his tail affectionately coiling just briefly around her waist before he released her again. Not everything needed words, his actions speaking louder. The tiefling looked towards the mountain again, his mind exploring the ideas of fighting in a pit. In truth, the thought was exhilarating for him. As a lifelong Matukai, he was built and raised for it. Nothing brought him more pleasure than being put into melee against others - no matter how large or small his opponent. He privately hoped to get a chance to fight in one at some point during his stay on the planet.

He was distracted from his thoughts when Celeste leaned in to kiss him, the gesture becoming comforting and familiar at this point. He smiled after she drew back, not even thinking twice about lugging all their things around. The muscles weren’t just for show, after all. He looked immediately when he realized a thermal detonator was thrown, his background in military exercises and missions having made him sensitive to such things.

“Shit,” He said simply, knowing they had no real time to look for it before the explosion went off. Altair turned and all but tackled Celeste to the ground, setting up a barrier around them as the explosion rocked behind them. He purposely put himself above her - knowing he could withstand fire. Debris was sent everywhere and he could hear screaming and yelling. The tiefling coughed a few times, grimacing as he shook his head. However, Celeste would notice Altair abruptly scrambling around to open his guitar case to check if his instrument was okay. He heaved a sigh of relief and then looked over to Celeste to see if she was okay after that, giving her a sheepish grin as he did so.

The tiefling stood up and casually reached over to put out a flame that had ignited on his tail. There was nothing but thick smoke ahead. He opened his mouth to talk but bolts started to come their way and he could hear some voices on the other side.

“THERE SHE IS!”

Altair brought up his arms to deflect the bolts, abruptly turning to Celeste real quick and handing her his guitar case, “Please please please stash this somewhere before you jump in with me. This is my baby,” He said desperately before he turned and darted through the smoke to engage the attackers.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

And just like that, hell broke loose. Again. She was tired of that chaos and tired of those stupid ongoing fights. She had made it fairly clear that she wouldn't tolerate violent revolts like this and all it took was her absence for barely more than a day and the secured area of the spaceport was contested territory again.

She didn't have to wait to find out why they were fighting...there intentions were always rather straight forward. As it seemed, they had just waited for her to come back and they did not waste anytime. "RUN!" she wanted shout, but Altair immediately reacted immediately by throwing himself at her, thereby effectively protecting herself from the vast majority of the heat that was instantaneously set free as the explosion rocked behind them. "Tiefling bodyshield...that does come in handy" she remarked delightedly and amusedly, using humor before the rage would set in again.

Thick dark smoke filled the area around them, yet fortunately she was not forced to cough as it was still far away enough right now. "I have enough of assaults right now" she snarled furiously as the anger had indeed immediately set in right after she had gotten up, however she raised a confused brow at Altair as he suddenly examined his guitar in all peace of his mind. She was about to urge him to put that away immediately, but he had already placed the case in her hand. All she managed to do was shake her head in disbelief, her heart melting on the one hand because it was adorable how much he treasured the instrument, but on the other hand she knew that they needed to act asap.

Since this was her planet and the threat obvious, keeping a cool head was much easier than with those crazy cultists, yet however she knew that those terrorists couldn't be underestimated. "Sure" she replied hectically and still slightly started, but she immediately telekinetically moved the guitar back into her ship as the ramp was still lowered, carefully setting it down before pressing a button on the device clipped to her belt that sealed the yacht shut. "Everett, I need a report now. I'm back and the spaceport is under attack" she yelled into the comlink as she was reaching out to reinforcements, avoiding in incoming blaster bolts by agile sidestepping and using the Force fo redirect the rest. "Milady...unannounced?! An attack?! We're on our way" he replied and it wasn't hard to tell that he was everything but pleased. Yes, perhaps it hadn't been the best choice not to announce her return, but she simply wanted to spend a relaxed day with the Tiefling who was already in the midst of the battle.

With a desperate sigh she sent out some more distress signals before letting her lightsaber snap into her right hand, blade immediately ignited as she deflected the first bolts without the Force now. She charged forward without hesitation, spotting the spaceport guards but also the much lighter dressed followers of this particular warlord who kept pissing her off. 'Where are you stupid bastard', she thought angrily as she engaged the first one with a vibroblade closest to her, surprising the man with a quick diagonal slash from behind. "Altair?!" she cried out loudly, not spotting her companion right away because he had dove right into the cloud of smoke in front of her. Explosions kept shaking the ground as more lighter grenades rocked the port, but just like expected, their attacks were rather unorganized and uncoordinated as expected. She doubted that their honorless leader had decided to join them here, yet she knew he couldn't have been far. Perhaps they would get him this time..,

@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

By the time Celeste broke through the smoke, she would emerge just in time to see Altair swing at an insurgent’s face, smashing right through the skull in a gruesome display. He didn’t stop there, whirling around to kick the blaster out of another man’s hand. He followed up by grabbing the arm and snapping till a bone protruded from the elbow. The tiefling yanked the man down and finished him off by goring him with his horns. For how affectionate or sweet Altair could be, he was absolutely brutal in close combat.

Soon enough, the attackers took the hint and began to backpedal away to allow some range, most of them unwilling to face the tiefling in direct melee. Altair wouldn’t allow it, deflecting a few more bolts as he closed the distance. He heard Celeste call out for him, but he didn’t shift his focus, “I think the man in charge just went up to the second level!” Altair called out, having seen a group of them surrounding a specific figure that quickly darted out of sight. The tiefling was left to contend with the ground forces directly in front of him.

At some point someone threw a grenade towards him, but he whirled around and smacked it right back with his tail. As a result, the grenade exploded back on the thrower, taking out two of the insurgents right there. His goal was to keep mowing through the henchmen so Celeste had an opportunity to make a beeline for the commander in charge.

Through the chaos, there was a specific Rattataki with a rifle in the second floor balcony that aimed from the railing. He began to follow Celeste through his scope, intending to assassinate her right there. His finger flirted with the trigger of the rifle, the smoke and chaos making it difficult for Altair or Celeste to spot him just yet. He knew he only had one shot and he would wait for the perfect chance to shoot her.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

It was definitely a good thing that they had had enough time to catch up with some sleep because the sleep deprivation would have been quite problematic right now. Her heat was pounding in her chest but she was rather calm and fully concentrated otherwise.

Even if she was decent with her lightsaber, the Force was her greatest ally and so she let it guide her towards Altair. Just as she had eye contact with the Tiefling who was already in the midst of the battle, she witnessed something far more brutal than she had yesterday.

Apparently it made no difference to him whether he was fighting some half dead infected zombies or some simple minded, ruthless terrorists. This man surely knew what he did with his fists. She gasped for a second, almost a little shocked by this demonstration of brute force, but she couldn't deny that it was also impressive.

She was used to such violent fighting methods because Kat was no different when it came to that, yet seeing this dichotomy. While the Tiefling surely had his soft, affectionate sides, she had now witnessed this almost careless brutality which was yet another surprising, new trait of him.

Sometimes it was truly unbelievable that he was still so young and as she thought back to how sheepishly and nervously he had approached her this morning, she couldn't help but to smirk. That slight amusement didn't last long, however, as the fight in their immediate surrounding required their attention.

Celeste charged forward, skillfully diving under a vibroblade that was swung at her from the front before dissecting the hostile Rattataki who was even wearing the rebelling warlords sigil on his chest, the color a deep bloody red. Soon, others were retreating, apparently trying to regroup while others seemed to aim for a strategically better position higher up.

Celeste assumed that they would have to last for at least five more minutes until reinforcements would arrive and she knew that those would be very busy minutes. She kept deflecting and redirecting blaster bolts calmly while she suddenly heard Altair mentioned something important. "You wanted action, right?" she called back sarcastically even though her teeth were slightly gritted, her mind cool yet her anger slightly flaring up on the inside. This was truly unbelievable and just such a pain in the ass...perhaps, however, this would be over soon.

She nodded briefly before making a run for it, however not lowering her guard at all. She was well aware of everything that was going on around her, or at least she thought so, until she suddenly spotted that sniper up above just in the very last second.

As she briefly glanced up while running up the first flights of stairs, she spotted the crouched Rattatak who were aiming right at her head and she barely avoided that shot by quickly force pulling a small, but luckily durable crate in his line of sight. Aghast, she glared back before the fury took over. This bastard was not deserving any trial...that was for sure and so while continuing to run upwards, she reached out with her free, left hand, tightenig an invisible, yet merciless grip around his neck, obstructing the air flow within seconds before yanking him forward and over the railing, so that his body soon busted on the ground.

Catching a glimpse of the leader of this particular assault (it wasn't hard to spot him as he was not missing out on wearing a few golden plated pieces of armor) she let out a frustrated sigh, as he was unfortunately just the second in charge, meaning that the actual warlord must have still been out there somewhere. However, she did not interrupt her pursue of the fleeing bastard as she could take him out now at least. What she however still did, was making sure Altair was doing fine on the ground together with the remaining ground forces and she kept glancing down as she sped up the last stairs.

@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

Altair had just broken another man’s nose when he heard Celeste’s quip as she ran past him, “I think I’ll take the other kind of action over this,” He snapped right back as he ducked under a vibrosword that was swinging his way. Altair was surrounded on multiple sides and had to resort to the Force to physically toss anyone that was at a distance.

From Celeste’s viewpoint, she would see him surrounded but still holding his own. His horns were bloody from goring others and his gauntlets were completely red from bashing in skulls. At this point he was weaving more of the Force into his attacks, lightning streaking out as he fried the chest of a Rattataki. His tail whipped out to trip someone behind him and he smashed their face as they fell.

At some point one of the men came inside his guard while he was fighting someone else. Altair felt a sharp pain and realized a dagger had been plunged into his shoulder. His diplomatic uniform did nothing to protect him. The tiefling fought through it, whirling around and punching the man in the face.

At long last, he finally cleared the ground level forces and darted up the stairs towards Celeste. He couldn’t spot her just yet, “Celeste!” He called out, “CELESTE!”

Meanwhile, the commanding insurgent finally stopped and glanced back at Celeste in the upper levels. He flashed her a grin, “Like a little lamb to slaughter,” The man sneered. The Senator would realize that she was suddenly beginning to be surrounded on all sides. Altair was a short distance away, but her reinforcements would be clutch if they could arrive in time.

“Capture her!” The man commanded. At once, two men leveled their blasters set to stun and attempted to shoot her in the torso to incapacitate her.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

While Celeste kept pursuing the jerk in charge, she grabbed a blaster from a Rattataki attacker she had just disarmed and cleanly decapitated. "Everett!" she hastily yelled into the comlink, thereby demanding a direct location, but she did not receive more than a quick "Almost there" as a reply before she had to put thr device away again.

She had almost fully caught up with that bloody bastard, yet as she checked on Altair, he was not where he had been before. She slid to an abrupt halt, almost frantically glancing around, but the champion was nowhere to be seen and this immediately sent her into a state of deep frustration mixed with panic that soon culminated into rage.

She charged forward again, not because she wanted to, but she had to, as another soldier was just about to point his rifle at her. Fortifying her movements with the Force, she rushed forward, just to Force Push the attackers backwards, but she was already forced to defend herself against more blaster bolts from various directions.

"Is that coward running again?!" she furiously bellowed while still busy with three assailants, referring to their boss, but just then she perceived a familiar voice. "ALTAIR" she shouted back through the chaos, parrying the poorly coordinated attacks of the two men and the tall woman before rolling backwards and pushing all three of them backwards with a massive Force Push wave as she had gotten back to her feet. Thanks to the adrenaline she hadn't immediately realized it, but someone had indeed managed to leave a long cut on her right flank that was now starting to sting like crazy.

Using the quick momentum, she glanced back over her shoulder, but as her gaze fell upon Altair who was obviously hurt, she gasped in shock, unable to move for a few seconds. "No!" she was obviously horrified by his bloody shoulder and the blade that was apparently in quite deep, yet her quick paralysis was broken by the command of a familiar voice.

Her light blue eyes flicked back to her front, realizing that he had apparently decided to reveal himself after all. She now realized that they were surrounded and since her own reinforcement was nowhere in sight, she decided that she had to do what she could do best: Talking. But not just that. The blonde senator had a more cunning plan, however to execute it, she would have to tap deep into the darkness within her, something she usually avoided at all cost.

"Wait!" she yelled over to the insurgent, slowly letting both, the borrowed blaster and her lightsaber sink. "We've told you that before. We do not negotiate!" She shouted back in standard, however a thick accent accompanying his words. She was surely realizing that the triggers were close to being pulled, yet there were still hesitant. "Right. Still you don't just want me, right? Stun me now and you'll only lose time" she argued as calmly as possible, yet the anger was starting to flare up. "Shut up. You'll talk once you wake up, Senator bitch" he scoffed back. Celeste knew discussions were meaningful, yet they were buying them valuable time and a little time was all they needed after all.

She breathed in in a split second, channeling her emotions. The wrath that was rooted deep inside her, the pain she felt because she knew Altair was hurt, even though he wasn't even realizing that due to the adrenaline, but she was also using her own pain. Her weeks spent in captivity and the torture had left deep scars on her inside, and her arm was additionally burning from the cut. She was taking it all together, summoning all of her concentration to prepare for something she had done several times before, but she knew this time, it had to be even stronger.

She hated relying on the dark side like that, but her specialty were mindtricks after all and a cheap illusion wouldn't have been sufficient. After all, they knew she was a 'sorceress' and so being subtle wouldn't help. Before the stun bolts were fired, she dropped both weapons just to raise her hands in a fluid, quick motion. Arms extended, palms facing the hesitant semicircle that was closing in she released the darkness that would wreck havoc in their opponents' mind. With gritted teeth she was still channeling all emotions that were available, focusing them all on the sole purpose of pushing the accumulations of foes into a state of pure horror and fright.

The first effects were immediately visible as arms began to shake and guns were lowered. They would all feel a dark, icy presence that would mercilessly stir up subconscious, unpleasant memories that would ewoke pure terror. With all that concentration, however, focused on the Force Horror she was sending out, she did not realize that there were indeed more attackers hidden or too far off at first to be affected immediately.

While the majority of the scum was starting to shudder more obviously, the first row went down on their knees, some already screaming in horror while others just stared ahead with dilated pupils, dazed by the psychological horrors that were set loose. There was however one in the back that was obviously confused, but he still managed to use the dartgun he was carrying and aim it faster than the effects could encompass him.

Surprisingly enough, the multiple darts zoomed past herself though, barely missing her, but she soon realized that they weren't even necessarily meant for her. She had still noticed the green feathers dangling at the back and Celeste remembered too well that this tribe had used the Anxynth poision before. The darts would hit Altair if he wouldn't be fast enough and if it reached him, he would be the next to face severe nightmares in a short period of time.

While she was still busy stealing the will to fight from the attackers, she couldn't help her companion in that situation and she was also not quite sure how long he would still endure with the loss of blood. Luckily, the chaos behind them was getting louder though, so she was confident that the commotion was announcing her troops arrival, or at least she was dearly hoping so, as she wouldn't last forever herself.

@Sreeya

 

[Altair Din]

Altair was only vaguely aware of the pain in his shoulder. He knew there was a hilt protruding from his shoulder, but he couldn’t take it out just yet. His arm hung at his side as he made his way upstairs where he knew Celeste was likely surrounded. He couldn’t hear her addressing the insurgents verbally, but he did hear her shouting his name, “I’m here!” The tiefling answered back as he bounded up the steps towards her. He was drenched in blood - most of it the enemy’s and some of it his.

He could hear the concerted screams of the terrorists ahead and it gave him pause. What the hell was Celeste doing? He could sense the Force pulsing powerfully, the dark side powerfully surging to where he could feel it almost tangibly. Altair made his way over and could spot her in the distance surrounded by Rattataki on their knees. He immediately noticed she had a cut on her side, “Celeste…you’re hurt!” He called out to her.

Altair’s focus on her meant that he completely missed the darts flying at him. Multiple darts hit him at once and he felt the sting. He felt nothing at first. It hit him all at once a moment later. He could see faces - faces he recognized, faces of people he cared for, faces of his family. He began to see them smile and then slowly succumb to agony. He saw his mother suffer torture and torment and be torn apart. He saw Cairo cough up blood as his bones cracked and protruded from his body. He saw his siblings die gruesome deaths and he saw his home ablaze. He saw his littlest sister butchered.

“NO!” He screamed as he stumbled and collapsed to the ground. On top of that, he felt nothing but pure agony throughout his entire body. He hunched over and began to claw at the ground, “NO! NOOO!” His nails raked along the floor as he writhed and twisted, his normally lavender eyes slowly shifted towards yellow as he desperately attempted to call to the Dark Side to channel the agony he felt.

The poison coursed through his veins and threw him into a world of torment. His mind was splintered and he saw nothing but chaos and his worst nightmares manifested. Altair slammed his horns repeatedly into a wall next to him, leaving deep fissures and dents, and nothing could stop the pain. Hot tears began to run down his face as he clawed and scratched but nothing helped. He was seemingly stuck in hell with no way out.

@LadyRen

 

[Celeste Stythani]

She literally despised drawing from the dark like this, and yet she had always known how powerful it could be to make use of it in such situations. As powerful as this Force Horror attack was, it literally hurt her as well, because as empathetic as she always was, even seeing the enemies falling in despair just like that was painful.

She still stood her ground, knowing that she couldn't risk losing her focus, as this could literally end fatally. With her last bit of strength she kept focused, not stopping her psychic attack just yet and even letting those that were late to the party get a taste of her wrath.

She mercilessly continued, incapacitating the whole lot of them until she finally had the certainty that he troops had joined the fun. "Cel-...Senator!" she perceived Everett's familiar voice through the tunnel vision while simultaneously realizing that both, stun bolts and normal lasers were shot at the terrified enemies.

She immediately let go of everything, deeply inhaling because she was just realizing that she had held her breath for quite a while now as she exhaustedly fell onto her knees. She had drawn power from the pain before, yet now it was simply annoying. Still catching her breath, she could feel a tight grip around her waist as Everett pulled her back to her feet. " Are you alright?!" he worriedly asked her, his tone harsh and deep, yet protective as ever.

"I'm...alright" her voice was rather feeble and she was still catching her breath, yet despite her own pain and this exhaustion she had something different on her mind. "Altair" she whispered as she spun around, immediately spotting the Tiefling not so far away, mercilessly ramming his head into the wall.

Right on time she noticed that while hell broke loose next to them (as her own men began dealing with the remaining scum), someone was also aiming at Altair, apparently quite startled by his performance. He was obviously wearing an Imperial uniform, yet her soldiers weren't exactly versed when it came to the factions.

"NO!" she shrieked at the top of her lungs, raising her left hand to call on the Force once again and pull the blaster out of her Officer's hand. "He's...with me" she muttered, hoping that Everett would understand enough, but fortunately hef broad shouldered personal guard seemed to get it. " Take him back to the shuttle" he ordered with a firm voice, yet Celeste already started stumbling in his direction.

"Senator wait...we need to leave" he was immediately at her side again, supporting her tumbling walk, but already making advances to just pick her up. "No...no...the Anxynth" she quickly explained, but she was not going to waste more unnecessary words.

A few steps later she had reached the horrified Tiefling who was suffering from the effects of the poision in his veins. "Altair...it's me. It's...alright. You're alright. It will pass..." she was feeling lightheaded, yet she still managed to keep her voice soft as she collapsed next to him, carefully placing an arm around his shoulders. "Just stop. Listen to me. Focus on my voice" she tried again, softly rubbing over his back.

The dagger was still in his shoulder, yet she couldn't remove it in this state. She remembered that his livers would process the poison faster, yet this still meant that he was in a critical state right now. Could she just...stun him like this? Would he be knocked out and wake up and everything was good again? "Give me...a blaster and call a medic" she ordered, briefly glancing back at Everett who watched the two of them with displeasure.

There was still a lot of fighting going on, yet Celeste would not dare to relocate him like this. "Altair. I'm here. You're okay" she slipped one hand upwards, placing it on the back of his head. She was heavily drained, yet she was hoping she could somehow radiate calmness. She forced herself to breathe calmly while hoping that her heartbeat would slow down, yet she knew that Altair could even hurt her in this state and Everett wouldn't hesitate to infere then. "It's not real...those are just hallucinations. Terrible nightmares. Think about...You're family. And about that lake under the clear night sky", she still kept her voice soft, trying to suppress the desperation behind those words. She had experienced the devastating effects of that toxins herself and so she knew exactly what he was going though and just seeing him like this tore her apart from the inside.

@Sreeya