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Bleeding heart legacy	By : fibericon Category: +S through Z > Star Wars: The Old Republic Views: 12794 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I didn't know it then, but that holocall proved to be the most horrifying transmission I've ever received. It haunted my nightmares, and drove me to obsessively search for her. My crew aided the search - the lieutenant was invaluable in that respect. He suggested that I speak to a sketch artist… that man was a genius in his own right. He made me recall little details that made all the difference, like the shape of the markings around her eyes, the exact shade of her stripes. With Corelia free once more, the council no longer had an excuse to cart me around, and I'd been taking advantage of that. Whether by bribes, beatings, or favors, we were getting closer to finding her.
Felix Iresso sat in a cantina, across from his latest contact. The man was surprisingly calm, given the type of information he possessed. Checking his account through a handheld device, he smiled, giving a low chuckle.
"You have a very rich employer… eh, what was your name again? Actually, forget it. I don't want to know."
"Good call."
The man slid an unlabeled manilla envelope across the table. Iresso took it, and before he could open it, the man spoke again.
"Not here. There are cameras, even in the bathrooms. Wait until you get aboard your ship." He stood up and added, "Pleasure doing business with you."
The lieutenant sat there for a moment, holding the nondescript package. It could have been a stack of blank papers for all he knew. Still, the contact was right - anything viewed in this cantina could end up raising very uncomfortable questions from large men in Imperial uniforms. He quickly got up and left as well. When he got there, Alari was still gone - playing the role of reluctant diplomat to a hutt. He opened the envelope and laid out the documents on his desk, then immediately put his head in his hands.
It was her - there was no doubt. The photo attached to the documents showed her quite clearly, but the rest of the information came as a complete surprise.
"A slave turned sith lord… no… no, this has gone far enough. That jedi has killed enough people chasing a victim who doesn't want to be rescued. No more." He hastily removed a lighter from his pocket and burned the entire envelope, along with all its contents. "She can never know about this."
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He was clearly frightened when he told me - it was as though he thought he was looking into the face of death itself. It wasn't something he wanted to say, especially after all of our searching.
"That woman you're looking for… She really was taken to Korriban."
"Yes, I assumed that much was probably true. Where did she end up from there?"
"She never left. She talked back to a sith, and… well, y-you know how sith are… she's dead. I'm sorry."
I just stood there, staring blankly at him for the longest time. What he said… it really didn't register for me, not immediately, anyway.
"I see. It was worth a try, Lieutenant. Thank you for your effort."
The deadpan response was unnerving to both Felix and Alari's apprentice. The jedi had worked very hard to get this far, and she wasn't one to accept defeat. Alari left the other two to stand in awkward silence, and paused at the open door to her private quarters.
"Oh, can you two inform the crew that this mission has failed? I need a shower after talking to a hutt, and then I will be meditating for several hours."
She walked in, without waiting for an answer, and shut the door behind her.
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My attunement to the force makes it so much easier to deal with tragedy. Though it costs me a lot of time, I can cope with seeing anything, even genocide, if I simply let the force flow through me. Whatever horrible images run through my mind, I can suppress them, with enough effort. This is why there is no emotion… there doesn't need to be.
As Alari sat on the floor meditating, her body glowed with a humming, light yellow energy. Every now and then, her closed eyes would twitch and squint, and a tinge of dark energy would be released into the aura before quickly dissipating.
But this time was so much harder. Seela wasn't just anyone - she was the one who showed me what it was like to truly care about someone. I had always hated slavers. Some are worse than others, but it's always the same story, in the end. To that end, I've always cared about the victims of slavers, but Seela… Seela showed me how to care about a person for who they are, not just for what happened to them.
The jedi began to shiver, her concentration failing. Her aura wobbled and warped, the dark energy becoming more frequent. Though she tried desperately to hang on, there was nothing to be done at this point. Tears rolled down her cheeks, and the aura dissipated completely. She laid on her side on the floor, sobbing. Visions of purple lightning flashed in front of her, and the hairs on her arms stood up. Her eyes shot open, and she clutched at her heart through her robe. There was physical pain, and somehow, it felt familiar. She closed her eyes again, and the vision was back. There was no sense to be made from it - all she could see was lightning, and she felt a horrible dread about the energy around her.
I could feel myself falling from grace, and it was a truly horrible feeling. I couldn't bear the thought of becoming what I hated, but I couldn't change reality. The darkness was eating me alive, tearing at my mind. I wouldn't let it happen. Anything is better than that. Anything is better than going against my beliefs.
She dragged herself over to the intercom on the wall, reaching up to hold down the button.
"Apprentice," she said, forcing herself to sound calm, "Please come in here immediately."
Nadia appeared in Alari's doorway in a matter of seconds. Seeing her master crumpled on the floor, she rushed over immediately, kneeling next to the red head and pulling the woman's upper body into her lap. She cradled Alari in one arm, using her other hand to brush hair from her tear-streaked face.
"Master, what happened to you?" Nadia demanded, her tone betraying fear, "Please hold on, I can heal you!"
"No…" she looked up at her apprentice sadly. "I'm not hurt, but I should be."
"I don't understand. Tell me what happened to you!"
"It's still happening to me. It's consuming me, Nadia. The darkness is trying to take me, and I can't fight it anymore. You must kill me. Do it before it happens."
"No!"
"Apprentice, I beg of you! Don't let me turn into what I hate!"
"I won't kill you, and I won't let you lose this fight, do you hear me? Stay with me! The light needs you! I need you!"
"I can't!" Alari sobbed, twitching in Nadia's grasp.
"I'll do anything it takes to keep you from becoming sith. That creeping terror will not have you. I won't let it!"
"What can you possibly do…?"
A wisp of dark purple smoke appeared to float from Alari's mouth, and without thinking, Nadia did the only thing that came to mind. Her aura flared up, and she leaned in, kissing Alari deeply. She held the woman's head in place, not allowing her to struggle free. Alari bit Nadia, hard enough to draw blood, but it didn't stop her. The senior jedi's eyes widened, and she clawed at the floor. Soon, all she could hear was the faint humming. Her vision went completely white for a few seconds, and when she came to, Nadia was laying her down carefully on the floor.
"Apprentice…" she said weakly, looking up at the ceiling.
"Master, are you alright?" The white haired apprentice crawled up over Alari, looking down at her. Tears streamed down her face, which she hastily wiped off with a sniffle. "I thought for sure I had lost you."
"I don't know what you did. I can't even begin to imagine how to explain that."
"It doesn't matter what I did. It only matters if it worked. Did it work?"
Alari closed her eyes for a few seconds, then opened them and nodded once. "The visions are gone."
Nadia practically went limp, laying on Alari and sobbing into the older woman's bosom. Alari stroked the girl's hair, completely at a loss for words. It never ceased to amaze her how her apprentice knew how to do things innately, when she didn't always understand why, or even what she was doing. Nadia pushed herself off of Alari to look at her again, breaking the red head's train of thought.
"I'm so sorry for your loss," Nadia said gently, "I know they took that woman just to punish you. It would have crushed me to learn of her death as well."
"The search consumed me. To learn that after so long, it was all for nothing…" Alari sighed and shook her head. "Thank you, for being a better jedi than I ever was."
Rather than allow Alari to continue down this line of self discouragement, Nadia simply fell silent, locking eyes with the woman for a few seconds. Slowly leaning in, Nadia gently kissed Alari again. The other woman offered no resistance, and she slid the tip of her tongue into Alari's mouth. The older woman immediately picked up the metallic taste of blood on her apprentice's tongue, but had no time to consider it. Nadia pulled back and spoke softly.
"The first kiss was necessary to save you…"
"And the second?"
"I don't know. It feels like the right thing to do right now. Am I wrong?"
"Nadia…"
"I know, master, but-"
"No, no 'master'. I'm Alari, and I don't think I'm in any position to tell you you're wrong."
Nadia leaned in again, this time pressing her body up against Alari. The younger woman kissed her more deeply this time, and Alari moved her tongue as well. She probed her apprentice's mouth, trying to figure out where she had bitten the girl. It didn't take long - she had actually bitten Nadia's tongue, leaving multiple indents along the top. When the girl pulled back, Alari spoke, albeit a little out of breath.
"I'm so sorry for hurting you."
"Don't be," Nadia breathed, kissing her again.
As she reached up to caress Alari's cheek, Nadia's hand brushed against the side of the older jedi's breast, making the red head moan sharply into her apprentice's mouth. Nadia's cheeks flushed, and she pulled back suddenly.
"Oh my, I didn't- I mean, I just wanted to touch your face, n-not…"
Alari stared up at Nadia, her chest heaving. Her nipples had responded to the touch, and she wasn't about to let her apprentice get away with writing it off as a mistake. She began to unbutton her top, speaking breathily as she did.
"Don't just leave me hanging like that. Getting on top of me, pressing into me, touching me like that was just another reason to add to the list."
Nadia's face took on a deeper shade of red, and she watched Alari pull the top of her robe down, revealing her bra. The older jedi arched her back and unclasped it, hastily pulling it off and tossing it aside. She was about to reach up and grab her apprentice's hands, but the other girl beat her to it. Leaning forward again, she put both of her hands on Alari's breasts, squeezing them as she kissed her master again. Alari moaned loudly into Nadia's mouth, squirming under the girl's touch. Reaching up, Alari put her hands on the younger jedi's breasts as well, feeling them through the material of the white robe. Nadia's vocal response was more high pitched, a whining moan, that was accompanied with a slight twist in her back, almost as if she wanted to escape the touch.
Alari fiddled with Nadia's robe, trying to find the buttons in the front. The younger girl seemed to take no notice, effortlessly pulling the zipper beneath the buttons on Alari's robe down. She slipped her hand into her master's robe, and let her fingers slide down, guiding them under the elastic of Alari's panties. The red head moaned loudly, mostly in shock. Her apprentice got straight to the point, as it were, Nadia's middle finger nestling into her slit and resting on the nubbin of her clit. Alari shuddered and moaned again, her fingers still failing to find the buttons. Unable to figure out how to undress her apprentice as Nadia began to slowly rub her clit, she raised the girl's robe instead, hastily pulling the bottom of it up around Nadia's waist. This revealed a lacy white thong, making the older jedi gasp. Nadia smiled nervously as she looked down.
"It makes me feel sexy…" Nadia said tentatively.
"You are." Alari moaned, writhing under the continuous stimulation.
As Alari pulled the thong down, a thin string of Nadia's wetness connected the garment to her for a brief moment. The apprentice looked away in embarrassment, but her expression quickly changed when she felt Alari's fingers between her legs. Gently, the red head slid her middle finger inside her apprentice, all the way to the final knuckle. Nadia threw her head back with a scream, her own fingers suddenly speeding up on the woman below her. The younger girl rocked her hips, bouncing on Alari's finger. Alari moaned loudly, her hips gyrating under her apprentice. Her own orgasm was already building, but when two of Nadia's fingers entered her at once, it sent her over the edge almost immediately. They came together, fingers buried deep inside each other. Nadia laid down on top of her master, resting her head on the older woman's shoulder. Their fingers came to a rest, but remained inside the soaking folds.
Raising her head, Nadia withdrew her two fingers, making Alari's eyes widen momentarily. She stood up, shuddering as Alari's finger slid out of her, and removed her robe. Alari's eyes narrowed in mild annoyance as she watched - seeing it was a zipper on the back that held the robe in place. When it dropped to the floor, the apprentice finished removing her thong as well, leaving her in only a lacy bra, that quickly came off as she repositioned herself. She knelt, straddling Alari's face, and leaned over to pull off the red head's panties. Alari immediately began licking, making Nadia moan sharply. She was caught off guard, and fell forward, having to put her hands down to catch herself.
"You're so bad!" Nadia moaned, lowering her head.
Alari's tongue was too busy to form a vocal response, but Nadia wasn't waiting for one. She hiked Alari's robe all the way up, then pulled the woman's panties off. Wasting no time, she lowered her head, letting her tongue flicker quickly across Alari's clit. Her master moaned into her, sending mild vibrations into her wetness. Alari reached up, and tentatively at first, pushed two fingers into Nadia, her tongue not missing a beat. She stopped at the first knuckle, but when she was content she wasn't hurting the girl, slid her fingers in the rest of the way. Nadia's moans immediately took on a more frantic tone. She responded by letting her tongue fly back and forth across Alari's clit, gently spreading the woman's nether lips with both hands. This pulled the hood back slightly, intensifying the sensation significantly. Alari arched her back, screaming. The two came together again, but this time, Alari's ears were ringing. Nadia shakily began to get up, but with her free hand, Alari grabbed the girl's hips. The apprentice gasped and looked back at Alari.
"Who said I was letting you go so soon?"
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