Shaman Chill
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Post by Shaman Chill on Jun 23, 2013 20:35:10 GMT -8
The Coruscant Underworld, Coruscant Underground, Lower Coruscant, or more properly, the Coruscant Underlevels, was the lowest region of the city-dominated, galactic-capital world of Coruscant, laid with a mixture of ancient and forgotten ruins from the planet's prehistory along with modern-looking, crime-ridden venues and clubs.
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 14:07:01 GMT -8
*Chel walked down the street, escorted by Phantom, the two looking like a pair not to be messed with. She didn't speak, and kept her thoughts to herself as they made their way towards her apartment complex. Once there, she led Phantom inside and into an elevator, pressing in a code they were whisked to the top floor where the doors opened up to a studio apartment that made up the entire floor. Short, two foot walls rose up to separate the rooms, and the refresher was the only room fully enclosed*
Welcome to my home
*She walked out into the giant room right to the sofa that was littered with rejected designs and tossed her cloak onto it. Removing her lightsaber she set it on the coffee table and sat down, looking towards Phantom*
The guest room is that one, shower is over there, if you are hungry I can prepare us a meal
*Upon closer inspection, Phantom would see that most of the apartment had fabric, lingerie, mannequinns, and sewing material all littered around every available surface. It was no where near as tidy as the last apartment she had*
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Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Jul 7, 2013 14:21:56 GMT -8
*He followed, getting looks from many of the men as though they wanted to jump him and take her while other looks came from other men as though they approved of his choice in females. Many of the mistresses of the night seemed dejected at his passing, thinking of him as prey that was taken by her. The interesting thing was Phantom would have more pleasure leveling the street and rolling around in the rubble.
He entered a squat elevator and had to hunch until the doors opened. Walking in he began to look around, the place looked like that of one of the male lords, not one for a businesswoman. Something had changed about her and he was going to find out.
Guest room, alright
*he walked in and closed the door behind him before his right eye turning an electronic green and scanning the room, the walls, drawers, every nook and cranny for anything. Seeing nothing was amiss he took his staff off the holster on his back and leaned it against the bed and hung the cloak up on the back of the door. On the dresser he set two weapon belts with a few sabers attached to each one and then hung a gun belt on either side of the 4 poster bed. Removing a cloak he hung it up leaving him bare chested except two belts holding blades which he folded and put on the dresser as well. Unlacing his boots he put them on the side of the dresser and slid out of his pants leaving him in semi form fitting leggings.
Exiting the room he did not care about decorum, Thick arms off of his massive chest, tattoos and sith runes ran along his skin, his natural pale skin almost all covered with those or with scars. He walked up to her and looked around
I will need a towel or a robe
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 14:37:20 GMT -8
*Chel looked up at him and offered a small smile, standing and leading him towards the refresher*
Towels are in the cabinet, I don't have a robe large enough for you but I can whip one up while you are showering. Any preference on fabric?
*The smile she gave him then was a mischievous one*
I still remember your measurements so you can go on and shower
*After getting him settled, Chel went towards her work station and began cutting the fabric of his choice, quickly stitching together the cut pieces into a robe that would fit him well*
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Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Jul 7, 2013 14:42:33 GMT -8
Not paticularily, though fabrics like lace and silk are too delicate for me so, keep that in mind
He smiles as he walked into the bathroom, stripping himself of thr leggings and headed into refresher and turned it on, the hot spray would scald the bodies of most but most of his nerve endings were dead or just not even nerve endings anymore. He rested his head against the wall in front of him and sighed letting the water cascade down his body, his hair becoming damp and clumping on the sides he began to lather himself. The crack under the door would let steam out into the room where she was, carrying the scent of her soaps
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 14:47:34 GMT -8
*she hung the giant robe on the door of the bathroom after she had finished it and went into the kitchen. There she began to cook a light meal, nothing fancy, just a little bit of the Coruscant cuisine. She set a plate on the bar for him and went into her room, opening her closet she pulled out a black, silk, nightie. Giving it no thought when she stripped and then pulled it on. She went back into the kitchen and poured two glasses of Corellian wine, setting on next to his plate, and sipped the other while sitting back on the couch to wait for him*
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Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Jul 7, 2013 14:51:00 GMT -8
*He finished and gabbed a towel, afte dying himself he tied it loosely around his waist and walked out, seeing the robe on his door he paid no heed as to where she was and then began to take the towel off and put the robe on and tied it closed not giving a care if she knew he had nothing on under it or not. He Turned and looked at her seated on a couch
What is the occasion for wine and a nightie like that?
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 14:55:47 GMT -8
*She looked down at the silky material that hugged her body and looked at him*
Have you ever known me to have "regular" sleeping clothes?
*Chel stood and led him to the kitchen and his food that was waiting*
You must be hungry after your travels
*Leaning against the bar where he would sit to eat, she sipped her wine again and kept her gaze away from him, her eyes taking in every detail of her home, just to keep them from... wandering. She knew how provocative he could be and would not succumb to his whiles. Not when he probably had a bed bug somewhere else in the galaxy waiting for him to return to her*
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Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Jul 7, 2013 14:59:17 GMT -8
He chuckled at her retort and rreplied with the same tort she used
I've never seen you sleep clothed period
A smile crossed his lips and then turned to the table
Eating on a couch is not classy nor does it fit someone like you
He took his hand out and held it for her
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 17:18:21 GMT -8
*To his retort she just shrugged and sipped her wine to hide a smile*
I still choose it, but I thought I would be a little modest for you
*//so that you don't tempt yourself against whatever you have elsewhere// she thought to herself as she sat down at the bar next to him. She looked at him for a moment, before putting her hand over Phantom's hand, gazing over him in an instance of her old self and the flash of her past feelings in her eyes for a moment before dulling back to the lifeless green they had become in the last eight years*
...How have you been?
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Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Jul 7, 2013 17:27:29 GMT -8
*He smiles and drank his glass and then refilled it
I do appreciate the modesty, though I remember every line of you as though it was yesterday
He felt her hand brush on top of his and sighed, it had been so long since he had a conversation that it was a raeity
I spent the last eight years doing what I didbest
I built an army, countless droids, millions of weapons
and We did nothing but kill
It is what I am best at, what I built myself for, and we killed
Honestly speaking, it was boring
All names and faces were worthless, they all fell before us and yet look at this damn universe
It seems nothing has changed, even after all the gallons, all the lakes of blood we spilled, nothing
Same thing, I dont know when it will end
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 17:42:34 GMT -8
*she couldn't help the smile that played on her face as he spoke of their past, but she looked down at her hands, speaking softly*
You wouldn't have had to memorize had you not sent me away....
*Hearing his words she nodded along, that she was listening, yet her hand never left the top of his*
What are you doing now? I mean, what brings you to Coruscant?
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Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Jul 7, 2013 17:46:37 GMT -8
He nodded and sighed, draining another glass he cracked open one of the bottles he had brought with him and drank from it
I sent you away because on a warship, the only thing you could have done is flashed the enemy
Though i am sure in hindsight it would have ended the wars faster
He chuckles softly and drank
In all honestly, I would not have wanted.....well its war, things happen, and if you were here, those things would not have happened to you
so I sent you away, and I told you that I would be back as soon as I could, and as soon as I was free, I came here, hunting for you
His eyes narrowed and looked at her
Now stop putting on this strong woman act, what has happened to you since I sent you away, why are you not running this damn rock?
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 18:13:16 GMT -8
*Chel looked up at him with wide eyes and her lip trembled*
You... came looking for me?
*It was hard to compse herself after hearing those words, she looked down at the table to hide her face behind a curtain of auburn hair as tears swelled in her eyes. She wiped her eyes and looked back up at him, working to stop the tears*
As for what I have been doing... My company was disbanded after the girls' overdosed. One of them, their father was a senator... I had to move from my apartment to save the money that I have left....
*Then it happened, her face fell into her hands and she began to weep, the tears of a woman that could not hold herself together any more*
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Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Jul 7, 2013 18:18:33 GMT -8
He listened to her and sighed, it seemed there were battles to fight no matter who you were. Sighing he grabbed her in his hands and held her in his arms and went to the couch and sat in it with her on his side
Did you have a chance to tell the senator she was drugged, and then if so, how about you take some of the funds and then rebuild.
I am not pleased seeing you here like this, it is not like you and you seem like you are walked on and it dosen't make me happy
He sighed and called her wine glass to him and tipped it to her lips
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 18:46:57 GMT -8
*Chel formed her body to his, just as she had done so many years ago, it was as if no time had passed. She took her wine from his hands and sipped it before looking up at him*
Yes, I had lawyers involve, I paid a settlement, yet the parents weren't satisfied... they called for immediate shut down...
*she rested her hand on his thigh as she just enjoyed the silence of the moment*
Phantom you don't know how.... relieved... you showing up has made me...
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Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Jul 7, 2013 18:50:14 GMT -8
Well then the senator can be....removed if you think that would help, and if not, then we will find another way
He smiles, the thought about killing someone for fun was now creating ideas in his head
why, what else is going on chel?
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 20:15:07 GMT -8
*Chel just shook her head and rested it against the back of the sofa*
I was thinking of relocating... Somewhere beautiful... peaceful...
*A few moments of silence passed, and she refused to look at him when she spoke softly*
I've missed you....
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Post by Lord Phantom Armageddon on Jul 7, 2013 20:24:15 GMT -8
He held her and cocked an eyebrow
Really?
Relocating, why would you do that, you are someone who loves the hustle and bustle of the city, and you have a knack of being a boss
He chuckles as he teased her about her attitude
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Post by Chel Garderly on Jul 7, 2013 20:28:16 GMT -8
*Shrugging she looked up at him and sighed, her eyes sad and her voice cracking slightly*
Attitudes change when I lose everything....
*Chel ran her hand gently over his and was silent for a long time*
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