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Post by Whill Shaman Erevis on Apr 9, 2013 11:52:48 GMT -8
The surface of Naboo was covered by dense swamps, rolling grass plains, seas and verdant hills.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2014 19:38:44 GMT -8
*The river's surface was calm as it slowly drifted on its regular course, undisturbed by anything aside from the creatures that came to drink by its shores. It was a beautiful sunny day, truly peaceful. A time one could relax and find peace.
But the peace was disturbed as a figure broken from the water's surface before falling beneath it again. For a moment, all was silent before the figure began to slowly pull itself from the shallows near the bank. Minutes passed slowly as he reached out his arm and slowly drug himself to the bank. Grunts emerged from his lips until her finally stopped, body laying half in the water still. He didn't have the strength to pull himself from his grave any longer. He rolled slowly, grunting as he did under the pain until he was on his back. His breaths were heavy as he tried to relax himself, hoping for the pain to ease. He swallowed a bit before his eyes began to open. He squinted them, adjusting to the bright light. After a few minutes, he closed them, his dark brown eyes hiding once again from the world. His breathing slowed as his pain began to lessen slightly.
He couldn't remember how long he had been floating in the water. Minutes,hours,days? The past events seemed so blurred now, his mind having trouble grasping what all happened. But he remembered the flashes of light and clashes of blades. As the images played in his mind, his eyes began to open, everything coming back to him. He had fought Ferazan not long ago, ending his life in the process. It was something that had to be done. It was typical of Sith to take out other Sith, but it was much more than that. Ferazan had put together a plan that would have eventually lead to a war between families of Jedi and Sith. In time, it would have escalated into a full war. And with his death, it was averted. But there was a cost. Ferazan's life was on his hands, and with it, all eyes fell on him. He was seen as the mastermind behind it all and the families attacked him.
He was in the abandoned warehouse, the same place his brother and father fell, his father to his brother and his brother to him. While there, he was confronted; a team of Jedi and Sith awaited to bring justice in their own ways. There were six, three each. With Ferazan's saberstaff, he fought them, ready to fall and bare the blame to save those who would die in a needless war. At first, his eyes began to turn yellow as he lay there, his hatred growing, but soon faded as he reminded himself of his sacrifice that he knew he'd bare. The fighting had moved from the warehouse to the forest and soon followed the river to the waterfall. With a single slash across his chest, he fell off the edge. He couldn't sense anyone nearby. They must have assumed him dead. And that was just fine.
His black robes were torn to pieces and burn marks covered his body. Two on his right leg, three on his left. Two across his chest and one long one down his back. Two lay on each arm. They weren't deep and he'd survive them, but it didn't mean they didn't hurt. They also didn't help him in trying to move in any way. The most he could do is rest and hope he healed enough that he could move in time. His hands went to his waist and felt two sabers there. He let off a sigh of relief, his family's sabers were still with him. Ferazan's saberstaff was gone, but he cared not. It held no importance to him. He took a deep breath, fighting through the pain before he closed his eyes and he fell asleep.*
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Post by Deleted on Apr 26, 2014 20:15:22 GMT -8
*Days passed as Jytar lay there. The ran fell, the night came and the sun shone upon him. Finally, he began to stir. His eyes opened, blinking a few times to adjust to the light, only to remain squinting under the bright shining sun. His body ached, his muscles sore and stiff as he tried forcing himself up. He found it difficult, unable to sit straight up. His movements were slow and he groaned as his body fought him. The pain from the wounds themselves had faded, but his body still hadn't recovered from all it had seen recently.
After a minute, he finally was able to roll over onto his hands and hold himself there. Raising his head, he looked out to the wilderness around him. He wasn't sure where he was. He might not have been far from the city, but then again, the river might have washed him quite a ways away. He had to get back, get to his ship. He was hungry and some medical attention wouldn't hurt much either. Slowly and painfully, he pushed himself to his feet. With his first steps, he stumbled and collapsed to his knees. Forcing himself back to his feet, he continued to stumble along, though he held himself up. His steps only improved slightly as his body screamed at him. But he couldn't stop; he needed to get somewhere where people were.
As he moved, he kept his mind thinking, keeping himself awake and focused. While getting himself back up and going again was the most pressing of matters, there where other problems that needed to be thought out as quickly as possible. He had been fought and, most likely, assumed dead. If he returned to the galaxy and they got wind that he was alive, they'd surely come after him again, this time ensuring his demise. While he accepted his death at the time, he had survived. In the end, it became a win-win situation. War had been averted, at least, the war of the bloodlines, and he was able to live. Now, he had no intention of dying so willing again. In order to avoid being hunted, he'd need to change everything. His looks, his name, everything that he was known as would have to change. He'd have to leave his old life behind. In the end, he lived, but Jytar Nevan did indeed die.
And so, with these thoughts, he pushed on, slowly, but steadily to a new chapter of life.*
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Nov 4, 2014 7:21:33 GMT -8
YT-1930, The Vasiliki - Cockpit"Roger that control, Lucy says a few moments later after being informed that they are clear to proceed for the landing pad near Jessie's cabin. Removing the headset and running a hand through her hair, Lucy pretends to be frightened as she looks over at Forcias and says, "Right. I've set your coordinates, so you can start our descent anytime you're ready," and then tries her best to look relaxed as she settles into her seat and checks and rechecks her safety harness as they begin the journey from orbit to Naboo's surface . . . Forcias had been pursing his lips, he had not replied to her statements and he certainly wasn’t going to comment on that right about now especially when he was maneuvering her ship with the flight plan on the navigator. For a moment he was tempted to scare her but it was only just for a moment and he completely just forgot about that. “Really, Lucine, could you be more fidgety?” Asked Forcias playfully before rolling his eyes teasingly. “Your lack of faith is disturbing, just so you know. . .” While he kept maneuvering the spaceship towards the surface, he even turned his head to look at her while he slowly brought down the ship just by Jesse Sunsoar’s cabin. Shutting the engines and standing up from his seat, he had not even bothered to put his harness on, but she did, he placed his hands on Lucy’s cheek and looked into her eyes. “Anytime I was ready huh?” He brushed her lower lip with his thumb and tilted his head slightly on the side before pecking her forehead and pulling away as he continued to look at her playfully. “Now please, could I have my Bossy girlfriend back, I might have lost her a few moments ago.” Forcias gently and slowly unstrapped her safety harness with still an amused grin on the corner of his lips. He helped her up and tilted his head on the side as his expression softened. “Trust me, nothing happened, your ship is fine and nothing will ever happen to it if and when I pilot it, cool?” Said Forcias, it was his unspoken promise really but also to her, he wouldn't do any stupid stunts to get her harmed or anything of the sort. Forcias could understand in a way why she might have been anxious to begin with even if she was pretending to be frightened, but he was still a Force user and he could still sense her emotions and also the fact that she kept checking and rechecking her harness, which was a dead giveaway, only made him come to a conclusion. But right now, he didn’t even want to go into that and just took her hand and led her to the captain’s cabin to get their bags so that they could actually and for real relax. . . |
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Post by Deleted on Nov 4, 2014 21:03:29 GMT -8
"Careful what you wish for dope, Lucy says with an amused grin when Forcias asks for a return of her bossy side, then mutters just loud enough for him to hear, I wasn't fidgety, it was all an act," as he takes her hand and they make their way aft to collect their luggage before disembarking.
"Drop those anywhere, Lucy suggests as they enter the main living area of the cabin, figuring they can afford to wait before unpacking since it is only early evening at the moment. Wrapping her arms around Forcias' waist and kissing the back of his neck after he has done as instructed, Lucy asks in a husky whisper, So, what should we do first? Pushing Forcias away playfully, Lucy, who already knows what she wants to do and predictably has little problem making it their course of action, says, I thought we'd walk down to the dock by the lake, take something to drink and catch the sunset. Heading for the kitchen where she knows she can rely on Jess to have left a supply of Corellian spiced ale in the fridge just in case she visited the cabin, Lucy asks Forcias, You want an ale or something foo-foo like wine?"
Once they have their beverage situation sorted out, Lucy takes his hand in hers and leads the way through the forest surrounding the cabin to the dock Jesse built on the large natural lake nearby, her pace unhurried so that she can enjoy the cool breeze that creates gentle ripples on the lake and the fresh, woodsy smells of the forest. Kicking her boots off before sitting on the edge of the dock, Lucy dips her feet into the water, arms behind her so that she can lean back with her eyes closed for a moment to savor the moment. Nudging and adjusting Forcias into the position she wants him to be in after she has had enough of the savoring, Lucy wraps his left arm around her waist after curling up beside him, kissing his cheek tenderly before asking, "What do you think?"
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Nov 5, 2014 3:03:41 GMT -8
Forcias knew what precisely he was wishing for, although his first inclination was to actually tease her about her comportment when he had been the one to pilot her ship, he had decided otherwise. Not because he wanted to really make her feel bad, also not because he wanted to point out that she must have had trust issues with others piloting instead of her, but really because he wanted to avoid potentially diving into an episode of maybe a traumatic experience for her.
Just that, he let it go, and even if he had not bought one second that it was just an act, Forcias just let it go. Who knew maybe he would find out sooner or later why she did not trust anyone but herself to pilot a ship, but today wasn’t the time and really right now he didn’t even want to visit that. Thus he just followed her willingly and dropped their stuff where she had indicated him to do so until she pushed him away again. He shook his head exasperatedly and just followed her lead after taking his own ale towards the dock.
While his arm was wrapped around her and while he was taking a sip of his ale, he closed his eyes momentarily when he felt her kissing his cheek tenderly. Lowering his ale, he looked at her and smirked. “What I think is that. . .” Began to say Forcias and just pausing there a few seconds just to lower lip head in her direction to kiss her lips softly and then he carried on speaking right then and there. “So this is how a vacation feels like.” Chuckling and pecking her again, he pulled his head back and looked at her playfully.
“By the way. . .” Forcias then stood up after unwrapping his arm from around her and tugged his shirt upwards after kicking his own boots. “I did like it better when you used to refer to me as ‘Salty Goodness’.” He told her teasingly, it had never been something that she clearly said it in front of him, no but he had heard about that nickname she had given him.
“And before you ask, no,” He had then started to unbuckle his belt because he clearly was going to take a dive into the lake and he actually did not care if it was cold, he was sure that he would get used to it sooner or later. “I do not read minds and no that is clearly not my area of expertise.” Winking at her playfully as he removed his pants to only be left with his underwear, he looked at her with a daring expression.
“Are you coming?” Diving into the water, the coldness of it really did hit him harshly due the time of the day, but it did not matter because he really wanted to feel that rush that he was really here and it felt good. He emerged again from the water and smirked playfully as he lifted his hand and he sent a push in the water’s direction in the hopes to splash her. . .
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Post by Deleted on Nov 5, 2014 20:02:23 GMT -8
Her surprise is evident and genuine when Forcias reveals that he is somehow aware of one of her former nicknames for him, but her suspicion when he says that he does not read minds is entirely feigned; Lucy has known enough Jedi or Lightsider to trust that even those with the ability to read minds do not make a habit of intruding on the thoughts of others as a general rule. "What, Lucy asks with a mischievous grin as she stands up after being splashed, following Forcias' example and beginning to undress by unbuckling her belt, exactly is your area of expertise then? Turning around after stepping from her pants and lifting her shirt over her head, Lucy says dryly, Skinny dipping is obviously not your area of expertise. Turning around after removing her undergarments, she informs him, You're doing it wrong," and then dives into the lake.
Surfacing after swimming underwater past Forcias, Lucy turns around to face him, dipping her head back to brush her hair off of her face, then treads water as she challenges him, "Race you to the island," referring to the just barely visible tiny island in the middle of the lake populated by a copse of trees surrounding a small pond and little else, and then turns and begins the swim without waiting for his reply. The swim might be challenging for some, but Lucy has no doubt that Forcias, like her, is in the shape to make it without any difficulty, and that he is also in good enough shape that he will even be able to make the swim back to the dock after she has shown him what she intends to do with him once they've reached the island.
Drying her hair with a towel after they have returned to the cabin and showered, Lucy asks Forcias as he drys off beside her, "You want to eat in, or go out? I'm sure Jess has something here I could make a relatively decent meal out of. Shrugging as she wraps her towel around her and walks from the bathroom into their room, Lucy notes, If not I have some MRE's in the ship. Hurry up and make a decision, she tells him with entirely playful annoyance, so I can decide what to wear."
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Nov 6, 2014 8:06:38 GMT -8
It had been later that evening when Forcias was drying himself until he wrapped his towel around his waist, with actually no intentions of doing anything further because he was that exhausted between swimming towards the island and also coming back with what had happened in between. . . Forcias was in good shape, that was a fact, but he was still a person with limits and right now he just wanted some chow and he wanted to do nothing in particular but just have a silent night, if that was even possible. . .
Removing his towel after finding a pair of his jogging pants, he put those on before spanking Lucy’s backside playfully. “How about we stay in tonight and tomorrow we definitely go out?” Suggested Forcias thoughtfully before looking at her with an amused grin as he put the towel to dry and he just stood behind her wrapping an arm around her waist.
“I’d rather you did not wear anything underneath that.” He told her mischievously before kissing her neck and pulling away while he made his way towards the kitchen to find some ingredients because he was actually going to make dinner for them both. Forcias peered into the fridge and saw that most of the frozen ingredients were Corellian, he should have guessed with the Corellian spiced ale earlier. Well then smoked nerf and mounder potato rice it was then. Forcias grabbed every utensil he was going to need before he began to thaw the nerf that had been frozen.
He looked over his shoulder while he did what he needed to do and spoke. “I never said that I couldn’t cook.” He winked at her playfully before he rolled his neck and shoulders to relax even more while he took care of their dinner. . .
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Post by Deleted on Nov 6, 2014 18:54:00 GMT -8
Lucy gives Forcias an amused lop-sided grin when he suggests that she stick with the towel for her evening attire since they will be staying in, letting him know, "So not going to happen, then drops the towel as she lets him know, but I think you'll be happy with my alternative. Slipping into her bathrobe, a simple red and white striped hoodie-style robe that stops above her knees, Lucy ties it closed loosely and turns around in a circle as she says, Cute, huh? It's not exactly lingerie, but I'm not really the lingerie type, so I hope that you aren't too disappointed."
Following Forcias towards the kitchen after he announces that he'll be acting as their chef, Lucy agrees, "Nope, you never did say you couldn't, but, she teases him as she checks the wine rack near the pantry to see what their options are, you also never said you could cook either. Grabbing two wine glasses after she watches Forcias long enough to know what will be on the menu, Lucy tells him, I'll try and do something about those shoulders after dinner. If, she teases while opening a bottle of Corellian merlot to let it breathe, you haven't given us food poisoning that is."
While Forcias is preparing the main course, Lucy searches for the ingredients she needs to make a dessert, finding that she has all she needs to make ryshcate, a traditional Corellian pastry that will go well with the theme that has arisen for the evening. Lucy usually hates sharing a kitchen with another chef, but finds that she and Forcias are both able to move around without getting in one another's way, and even manage to have fun while cooking together, whether that involves tasting one another's progress to critique it, or simply conversing lightly.
Once the main course is on the table, with the ryshcate cooling on the kitchen island, Lucy lifts her wine glass and smiles as she proposes a simple toast, "To us, and then, after sipping her merlot, takes the first bite of her meal, pretending to carefully taste it and looking stern while doing so. After swallowing, Lucy nods and says appreciatively, Not bad dope, not bad at all."
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Nov 7, 2014 8:14:54 GMT -8
Forcias had that amused smile on his lips when Lucy had told him that she wasn’t the lingerie type. Quite frankly, he didn’t care at all, lingerie type or not, he liked her for who she was and what she represented. That was it. After, whatever she could come up with to entice him emotionally or even physically, that was up to her, Forcias wasn’t going to ask her to change at all, especially not for him. . .
Forcias had been navigating smoothly easily the kitchen without even bumping into her, without criticizing, without saying anything at all to what she might had been doing because quite honestly, he looked like they were working just fine without a hassle at all and that was still perfectly fine by him.
“As you should take care of my shoulders. . .” Said Forcias teasingly as he shook his head before tilting his head on the side. “You could have gone slow when you pinned me against the tree over there too, you know.” He added on teasingly with a tinge of a joking tone there.
After that statement of his, it was him just dressing their plates meticulously before he brought that to the table and he pulled her seat to let her sit before sitting down himself. Forcias picked up his glass of wine and toasted when she did before taking a sip of the merlot enjoying the feel of the liquid running down his throat.
“I will and still forever favor a Corellian Twister.” He said thoughtfully as he looked at the merlot, quite honestly, he wasn’t the merlot or the wine drinking type, he liked the cocktails and the hard liquors but that did not mean he was spitting on this merlot because it was still good after all.
Picking his fork up, he looked at her suspiciously when she had that stern expression on her features before he rolled his eyes playfully. “Really, your lack of faith is disturbing.” Forcias said with a chuckle before he shook his head. “Doubting that I might have crashed your girl and now it’s the food.” He laughed this time and took the first bite of his meal before savoring it.
Now that he was thinking, and yes that was actually quite possible even though he was clueless often times, but now that he thought about it, Forcias looked at her very seriously as the last time he had checked, the government had not yet outfitted the entire UDF with their new gears and the fleet had not been ordered yet. Technically too, that made him and Lucy work together. Now he wondered how that was going to fan out but considering that they were both on leave, he wasn’t even going to mention that at all.
“By the way. . .” In the need and want to push away that thought of his, he dubiously looked at her and smirked. “Back at your apartment, while I was speaking with the one you have qualified as intimidating.” Forcias said with an amused tone, not due to the fact that he found Lucy being intimidated by Mace to be laugh-worthy, even if he knew Mace more than Lucy, he still found her very decisive about several things and intimidating too from time to time. “Were you actually humming a song?”
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2014 20:04:16 GMT -8
"I don't remember you complaining at the time, Lucy quips with a mischievously arched eyebrow when Forcias mentions the tree incident, and then grins as she assures him teasingly, I'll try and be more gentle when you've recovered princess. Laughing when Forcias says that he finds her lack of faith disturbing, Lucy shrugs and tells him, You're starting to earn my faith. Smiling sweetly, Lucy can't help but add, Slowly, then gestures with her fork at her plate as she says sincerely, You've proven your worth in the kitchen, for what it's worth. You can cook for me anytime," intentionally leaving out any mention of piloting abilities just to mess with him.
Nodding when asked if she had been humming back at her apartment, Lucy informs him, "I do that. Mostly when I'm alone, like in the shower or when I'm running. Smiling, Lucy observes, I guess I must feel pretty comfortable around you if I was doing it with you there. So, you know I sing when I'm alone, now tell me something about you I don't know."
After they finish dinner and have their dessert, Lucy and Forcias do the dishes, neither of them the type to leave the task for later, and then relocate to the living room where Lucy has Forcias lay down in front of the fireplace so that she can, as promised, work on his shoulders. She isn't the best masseuse in the universe, but Lucy doesn't imagine that Forcias will have much to complain about given what she has planned for after the massage.
Lucy bolts upright, managing to keep from crying out by biting her lower lip. Lifting her hand to her forehead, which is damp with sweat, Lucy looks over at Forcias, relieved that she did not wake him. Her side of the sheets are soaked with sweat, and Lucy imagines that she looks as unsettled as she feels in the wake of the nightmare that has plagued her for years. Looking towards the window, Lucy sees the first hint of daylight beginning to appear and gets up from the bed as quietly as she can so that Forcias can sleep in as late as he wants.
After dressing in a pair of running shorts and a jogging bra, Lucy heads to the living room, securing her hair in a ponytail. Pulling on a pair of runners, Lucy heads outside and stretches for a few moments before beginning to run around the lake; exercise always having been a reliable way to work out the tension that her nightmare usually leaves her with. It is also a normal part of her routine, so Lucy does not believe Forcias will find it odd that she has gone when he wakes.
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Nov 8, 2014 8:48:56 GMT -8
Forcias woke up the next morning. . . Just after Lucy had already been gone. He looked at his side and noticed that it was empty. Furrowing his eyebrows as he still remembered that the night before his arms had been around her and now they were sprawled on his sides. Not really making anything of it for now at least, Forcias got out of the bed and stretched before grabbing his clothes to put those on. Making the bed soon after, he felt that her side was slightly damp. At least that was how he felt it. . .
Forcias knew what that meant, he knew that it only happened whenever someone had a nightmare, after all hadn't be been in that too? He closed his eyes momentarily to just let the Force flow through him so he could sense her, so he could feel her, her emotions. He could tell that she was nearby and he could tell that she was still more or less unsettled. Sighing softly, Forcias took the sheet and the bedsheet to put those in the washer before he completely remade the bed and headed towards the bathroom to freshen up.
Once he emerged he headed to the kitchen to make some breakfast and the most important thing, some coffee, when that was done, he took a cup and headed towards the cabin's exit to wait for her. Forcias was leaning against the doorframe with the cup in his hand to keep the temperature of the coffee warm at least, but from where he was standing he could see Lucy running, at first he had thought of joining her but then he decided against it and just stood there motionless with a very serious expression on his features.
Yes, he could be clueless and yes he would never deny that, but this, what Lucine was going through, what she had been feeling, he knew and he couldn't pretend that he did not care because he did but the fact remained that he wouldn't even push her to talk about it, but at least he would let her know that whenever she was ready, he was there, and he will always be there for as long as she wanted him. . .
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Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2014 0:01:19 GMT -8
Lucine is starting her second lap around the lake when she spots Foricas waiting outside for her. Smiling to herself, Lucy doesn't break her stride, but does lift a hand to wave to let him know that she has seen him before continuing on to complete her final lap. The time will, she hopes, help her get things tamped back down again and tucked away; at least until the next time they break out and seep into her dreams. Lucy has lived with the aftermath of the Lartie crash that resulted in the death of her entire squad save for Jesse that she believes the occasional nightmares are a fair price to pay for having survived, just as she knows that shrinks would tell her that she has PTSD or unresolved survivor's guilt or some other bantha shit syndrome. As though what happened is something that she could ever really come to terms with. Lucy knows that learning to live with it is as close to resolution as she will get, or deserves; it was, after all, her piloting abilities that were found lacking. Had the shuttle not been downed behind enemy lines, how many of her squadmates would be alive today?
Shaking her head, as though the motion were capable of shutting her thoughts off or sending them back to the box she tries to keep them in, Lucy increases her pace, pushing herself to her limits and then trying to force herself past them. Slowing down only when she is jogging back up towards the cabin, the endorphin rush from the run that she sought coursing through her, Lucy easily grins cheerily as she comes to a halt in front of Forcias. Standing on her tiptoes to kiss him, Lucy steps back after a moment, apologizing, "Sorry, I know I'm sweating like a . . . something that sweats a lot, then points at the caf he's holding and, as she takes it, asks, For me? You rock. Pushing him aside, she starts heading for the kitchen as she asks, Did you make me breakfast too? 'Cause that would be awesome. Grabbing a dish towel and leaning back against the counter, Lucy dries her face and neck as she asks, You sleep alright? I slept great, she says, tossing the dish towel in the sink and reaching in the fridge for a pitcher of juice, drinking from it and then, bringing it to the table with her, asks Forcias, Any thing in particular you want to do today? I thought we'd go into the city at some point, stock up on groceries and stuff. Oh, you wanted to go out tonight right? I need to buy a dress then I guess. Unless you were thinking casual rather than formal? I should probably buy a dress anyway, right? I have one for funerals, but I guess I should have one for going out with my dope, right? You need to do any shopping? Don't worry, she babbles on, I shop like a dude. Every one says so. Waving a hand, she explains, I know what I want, go where it is, get it and go. In and out. Nodding, she takes a breath finally, then says, No hurry though. About going into the city I mean. We can eat breakfast, take our time. Do whatever before we go."
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Nov 9, 2014 3:20:57 GMT -8
Forcias solely stood there and did not even show any types of emotion. Even when Lucy kissed him, he did kiss her back but it stopped there, no emotions, nothing whatsoever even when she pushed him aside to head into the cabin. He had just handed her the coffee automatically and followed her inside in silence. The difference right now, it was obviously that, she was talking more than she usually would and he was silent. He knew what she was doing and he let her keep talking if that made her feel better. . .
He was leaning against the wall even though he was listening to her, right now currently he still wasn't saying a thing and he just moved around to take the breakfast he had cooked and placed the plate on the table in front of the seat she would usually sit along with a fork and a knife. Whatever their plans were for the day, whatever they might have had planned to happen, he really did not care because he wasn't focused on that at all. So, before he even said something about anything she had listed for their day, Forcias told her to.
"Sit." Compared to her supposedly cheery tone, his was just serious and yes maybe it was an order to. Forcias knew what he might be inviting right now, a serious conversation and maybe an argument too. At this point, he didn't care and he actually did not give a shit if she lashed out on him. Forcias would take it, he would take anything when it came to her. Rough edges and all were one of the conditions she had given him back at her apartment and he accepted that unconditionally.
"I did sleep fine. . ." Began to say Forcias, because that was the truth for him but for her, he knew that she had not said the truth there. "But I know you did not." Said Forcias point blank without even walking on eggshells, he promised himself that he would always be honest with her when it came to him and yes he was expecting the same from her but he understood that there were some subjects that the both of them did not want to talk about just yet and he also did understand that she was hiding behind talking excessively like she had demonstrated a moment ago to maybe mask her deepest and darkest issues.
He wasn't forcing her to tell him everything that was to know about her, far from him to doing that but when she was clearly that much unsettled, it worried him, even if he wasn't showing it right now. "You already know my best three memories." Finally said Forcias after a long silence from his part. "You don't know the worse three. . ." No explanations, nothing whatsoever, he had been tasked a while ago with something and he wasn't able to even do that correctly. "I know the signs, Lucine, so please do not bullshit yourself into telling me that you have slept great. Whether I am a Force user or not, I would have known." There was that fact that he knew her emotions and there was also the sign of the sweaty sheet, he knew that one quite personally but at least the difference between them both, she did not cause an earthquake around her while he did many times in the past.
Lifting his hands to tell her that he was done saying anything right now, Forcias turned around to step away from the kitchen and check on the washing he had started really thinking that maybe currently with what he had said to her, she might not even want to see him right now.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 9, 2014 19:44:05 GMT -8
Lucy isn't in the mood for a fight, nor is she in the mood for exploring her feelings, which is why she acted like nothing had happened in the first place. Determined not to let the fact that Forcias is, for whatever reason, apparently pissed off that she is not getting all weepy and emotional or opening up about something she doesn't want to open up about when they had both agreed that there might be things that they didn't want to talk about at times, ruin her morning, Lucy decides to just ignore him for the time being. If he doesn't appreciate the fact she told a white lie to spare him from pointless drama or an equally pointless conversation about the fact she had a nightmare that would have been doomed to be short since she wouldn't be going into great detail, that's his problem, not hers. Maybe there will come a time when they want to exchange sob stories about their worst experiences, but Lucy wonders what the point would be; why dig up old drek?
Finishing her breakfast and cleaning up after herself afterwards, Lucy leaves Forcias to do whatever he wants to do, showering and dressing before looking for him. Grabbing the keys to the airspeeder Jesse keeps in a covered garage beside the landing pad, Lucy tosses them from hand to hand as she, pointedly avoiding any mention of the events in the kitchen, tells Forcias in an even tone, "Thanks for the breakfast. I'm going to do that shopping in Theed now if you want to come. Biting back the comment about him being welcome to stay and sulk some more that naturally rises in her mind, Lucy instead just says, Or I'll just see you when I get back," and then heads out the door without waiting for him to answer, figuring she'll know his answer if he follows her.
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Nov 10, 2014 6:21:28 GMT -8
Forcias had already taken a shower, he had already changed into different set of clothes and he also had already put his previous clothes to wash later on. When Lucy came to see him, he had an impassive gaze on his features. Obviously she wasn’t ready to talk about that nightmare she had and he respected that. . . Those nightmares might never vanish, although it did for him and he wished, he just wished that no matter how she felt, and no matter how guilty she might be feeling, perhaps she shouldn’t.
He knew that it wasn’t going to be done overnight and besides, what did he actually know what had happened to her, but she should see for herself that deflecting will never help her at all. Sighing inaudibly when she turns around to walk away, Forcias extended his arm on the side to pull in lightsaber in his arms and he placed that into his boot rendering himself completely untraceable by any Force users from there on.
Forcias jogged in her direction and placed his hand on her arm to stop her from going further. His expression softened and he walked right in front of her to place his hand on her cheek. “Lucy. . .” Began to say Forcias before he took a deep breath. “I am not asking you to unlock everything for me, all I want is the truth, okay?” He leaned towards her and kissed her forehead affectionately before saying. “I am sorry.”
He pulled back and looked at her as he remembered that she had been juggling with the keys in her hand a while ago. “Is this the part where you are also going to tell me, that while in Naboo you will keep on piloting to my obvious dismay?” Asked Forcias playfully maybe or at least he was really going for a joke as he wanted to put that hiccup behind them in a way. . .
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Post by Deleted on Nov 10, 2014 20:21:46 GMT -8
Lucy, gratefully taking the out that Forcias provides her with, cheerfully tosses the keys to him and bumps her hip against him as she says sweetly, "Dope? My dear, dear sweet dope? Let me introduce you to this amazing concept called the white lie. You must embrace them. They can keep a day from being ruined, or possibly even save your life. For example, if I ever you ask you if something makes my butt look fat, what will you say? Tell the truth? No, she shakes her head, clucking her tongue, instead you tell a white lie and live to face another day. See? Easy."
Her point hopefully made, Lucy slides into the passenger seat after kissing Forcias on the cheek gently, jokingly asking, "Should I cover my eyes? Lifting her hands as though in surrender, she says, Kidding, kidding. I'm sure we'll make it to Theed in one piece. Really. Truly. Honest. As they get underway and she gets Forcias heading in the right direction, Lucy reaches over and slips her hand into his, smiling as she says, I'm glad you decided to come along, then puts on a horrified expression and points forward as she shouts, Watch out for that falumpaset!! Laughing when it is clear that there was never any danger, Lucy apologizes, Sorry, I always wanted to say 'Watch out for that falumpaset!' then repeats, Falumpaset," since she enjoys saying the word so much, before settling back in her seat as Forcias guides the speeder on towards Theed.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 13, 2014 19:11:45 GMT -8
Laughing when Forcias describes what he should have done at the museum, Lucy puts her lips next to his ear and purrs huskily, "That would have been a way to make me look at museums in a different light at least, then playfully bites his ear before settling back up against his side. Looking up at him skeptically when Forcias takes a stab at a pet name for her, Lucy shakes her head and suggests, You're definitely going to have to work on your pet names dope, not that I don't appreciate that you appreciate my assets, but . . . shaking her head, she says, Just no. Arching an eyebrow when he points out the flaw in her tanning planning, Lucy sighs as though disappointed, bemoaning playfully, There goes my getting an all over tan plan then. Laughing, Lucy muses, I think that's gotta be a first. You asking me to keep some clothes on."
Once they have finalized their plans, settling on the day trip, or two day trip as the case may end up being, to Kaadara, Lucy dozes a bit for the remainder of the trip back to the cabin. Stretching after they arrive and she has stepped from the speeder, Lucy collects some of the shopping bags and, after passing most of them to Forcias, says, "Let's get the groceries stored away and pack. If we don't drag our feet too much we can make it to the ferry to Kaadara before sunset."
Anticipating that they will spend most of their time on the beach or in the water, Lucy packs lightly and then changes into the dress she had purchased in Theed since they will be getting dinner before checking into their hotel. Tossing her duffel on the floor near the door, Lucy calls out to Forcias, "Come on dope! Let's move out already! Picking up her bag, Lucy adds, I'll meet you in the speeder," before heading outside to wait for him in the speeder. As she waits in the passenger seat after stowing her gear, Lucy takes out her datapad to book their hotel and start checking out things they might do while on Kaadara.
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Post by Mace Jhiera Vos on Nov 14, 2014 7:39:25 GMT -8
Truth be told, Forcias wasn’t happy with that pet name either. . . It sounded weird, actually just plain weird but at least he tried, and that could be counted as such, right? Trying? Lucine was right, it was a big no, definitely a resounding no. Forcias tried to find another word or another expression that would suit her, but he really was drawing a blank, he really wasn’t good at this, and come to think of it, he never had to do that before. Forcias had never been in a serious relationship before!
Despite his subtle throaty sound earlier when she bit his ear, Forcias remained silent for the remainder of their trip towards the cabin. This was a good thing since he noticed that she had dozed off, he didn’t blame her at all after the nightmare she had last night. Nonetheless, Forcias kept a solid hold around her figure and was rubbing from time to time her arm to just soothe her.
When they finally arrived at their destination, he got a hold of all the groceries and stored them correctly into the fridge and wherever each items needed to be since he really did not want for all of this go to waste, they were going to be gone for two days give or take and that would really be bad. . . Moving towards the room, Forcias changed into a white wife beater and some jeans before concealing his weapon once again to his ankle and he packed lightly. Not that he had taken a lot of things here because it was Ayla that had packed for him but at least he had all the things he would need into the duffle bag.
Picking his head up when he clearly heard her voice, Forcias grabbed his bag and headed outside but he stopped on his tracks and stared at her doing a double take just seeing her that she settled into the passenger’s seat. Clearing his throat, Forcias stowed his own gear and got into the speeder before he turned to look at her with a darkened expression.
“I take it back. . .” Forcias finally said after a long silence before clearing his throat but he knew that they were on a schedule so he started the airspeeder to head towards that said place where the ferry was located. . . Although since he couldn’t really help himself, Forcias placed his hand on her thigh and squeezed lightly and teasingly.
“Do you have any idea what I want to do right now?” He muttered under his breath and glanced at her briefly. “You are a tease by the way for buying that dress and not trying it on back then and just take me by surprise right now.” Smirking mischievously, clearly so many thoughts were running through his mind and he was blaming her bossy self for putting him in this position. . .
“Is this even the right way. . .?” Asked Forcias curiously, though he knew that it was and it was just a small talk to keep his mind occupied right now.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2014 18:45:58 GMT -8
Enroute to ferry to Kaadara
Lucy gives Forcias a knowing grin when he asks if she knows what he wants to do at the moment, batting her eyes innocently as she puts her hand on his thigh and then ever so slowly begins moving it upwards while teasing, “I think I’m getting close to figuring it out. Keep your eyes on the road dope, Lucy says, scooting over towards the passenger door as an idea of how she can make the drive more challenging for Forcias occurs to her. . .
Two minutes later . . .
“No officer, Lucy sweetly tells the RSF officer that has pulled them over and is examining Forcias’ identification, he hasn’t been drinking at all today. He swerved to avoid a falumpaset. It just ran right out in front of us. Thank goodness Forcias has such good reflexes. Even with them he only just barely avoided the poor thing.”
Looking at Lucy skeptically as he returns Forcias’ identification to him, the RSF officer repeats dryly, “A falumpaset. And I suppose you were bent over looking for an earring or something like that, right?”
Nodding innocently, Lucy says, “That’s exactly right officer, then tugs at the earring in her left ear and smiles winningly as she says, See, I found it.”
Rubbing his eyes and only just barely managing to keep from cracking up, the RSF officer looks at Forcias and says, “Well, I’ll let you go with a warning this time since this isn’t a heavy traffic area, sir, but try and pilot more carefully in the future. Tipping his cap, he says to Lucy in a deadpan, Try to keep those earrings on while your fellow is flying, Miss. Rapping his knuckles on the side of the driver’s seat of their speeder, the officer says, Enjoy your vacation folks,” only smiling after he has turned, shaking his head, to walk back to his N-X cruiser.
As though nothing just happened once they are underway again, Lucy says, “So, I was thinking about what we could do tomorrow, and I thought we could either do some scuba diving or snorkeling, or maybe book ourselves on one of those deep sea-fishing things. Or a combo thing with both diving and fishing maybe? What do you think?”
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