Prolific Writing for the Ages

[Kella]

So, muses are fickle things. Sometimes, the forum post format and muses just don't get along. Dialogue needs to be snappier, characters need the chance to react more immediately.

Or characters just aren't approved yet... >.>

At present moment, this will be an archive/presentation of Mooney's and mine musings (say that fine times fast) concerning the up-and-coming proper-villain couple of Bellinda Maskrr and Sebastian Monroe.

Feel free to comment if you like, though... that's assuming anyone actually ever opens this thread. >.> Ah well.

BEHOLD THE AWESOMENESS

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[7/23/2012 11:42:38 PM | Edited 11:43:07 PM] Moonfire: The Temple Courtyard was quiet that sunny afternoon, the ominous stone Temple cast a dark shadow across the sandy desert’s façade. Korriban had been a world devoted and deserted time and time again by the Sith, as evident by the long destroyed and neglected tombs of the Sith Lords, only reopened by rummaging upstart Sith in an effort to prove themselves. It was romantic in a way, the way the land and the people fed one another. Without the Sith, Korriban was merely a ball of barren dust, a speck in the scheme of things, and without Korriban the Sith Order would be baseless and disjointed. It was really a beautiful, if not deadly match.

Bellinda Maskrr had been wandering the echoing halls of the temple for much of the morning, lost in her thoughts. She had been recruited by a gaunt, gangly wisp of a man who whispered in her ear about all the power and the knowledge the Miraluka woman could stand to learn. His whispers though neglected to mention the Sith Order by name, though in her heart Bellinda understood the sort of… organization she was dealing with. But she was different, far different than the average initiate. She held no delusions of grandeur or fame, such things trivial and selfish. No. She walked quietly through those halls to become stronger, to use these powers, this forbidden fruit not for her own gains, but for the good of the galaxy, for with great power came great responsibility.

Normally such contemplations would be enjoyed in a nice chair the woman remarked quietly to herself as a steady but low throb issued from her right leg. This much standing and walking generally issued a protest from the unsettled limb. But today was no ordinary day of training or study. A gentleman, businessman if you will, by the name of Sebastian Monroe was due to visit, considering giving financial backing towards new equipment for the students of the Academy, though he wanted to see what sort of partnership he’d be making before handing over the checks.

With this intended visit the Temple Lord’s decided to pass down the task of entertaining the CEO to her, an initiate who thus far had proven herself to be more… restrained and even than some of the more aggressive candidates. So it was here she paced, having left the cavernous temple to linger outside the hangar, worn cane in hand, as she anxiously awaited the arrival of the Corellian man. Her comm-link at her ear buzzed, a quiet electronic voice alerting to the ships arrival. If she had been more able-bodied, perhaps Bellinda would have waited in a nice shaded spot of the Courtyard, but such luxuries were few and far between, and lateness would not be appreciated.

Stepping forward towards the doorway of the landing pad, the young woman leaned on her cane, listening as the automatic doors revealed Sebastian.
“Welcome, Mr. Monroe to Korriban. I am Bellinda, I’ll be accompanying you around the Temple this afternoon.”


[7/24/2012 12:06:00 AM] Kella: Korriban's air was hot and soft. It reminded Sebastian of the Tyrena summers, except this planet lacked the sea breeze he found so pleasurable. Though the hangar was floored with cement, piles of sand hand worked their way in and rested in serpentine shapes.

This was to be an interesting visit, he was sure. It was curiosity moreso than business sense that had compelled him to request this meeting. The Sith Empire was an interesting creature, the Sith Order even moreso. These individuals possessed the power of the supernatural Force, that hoarded itself greedily into a small genetic slice, and whose secrets defied even the most intense study and science.

Sebastian had expected a sycophantic welcome, and had prepared to bear it with dignity. So, he was rather surprised to see only an emaciated, lame, blind little woman there to greet him, though not entirely unpleasantly.

"Good to see the Sith are putting their best foot forward," he said, a touch of warmth in his voice. "A blind tour guide, I'm not sure whether that's poetic or idiotic."


[7/24/2012 1:54:10 PM | Edited 1:54:26 PM] Moonfire: Bellinda's lips twitched almost into a smile at the comment, amused for the briefest of moments. She had to admit, appearance wise she wasn't the most... welcoming sight.

"Only time will tell, Mr. Monroe. Shall we?" The petite woman said with soft gesture towards the golden expanse of Korriban. The desert stretched out before them from this vantage point, the rolling dunes broken only by the jagged ruins of old tombs ever shifting in the sand.

Bellinda didn't mind giving tours like these so much, having hungrily taken in the history of the her surroundings. She'd even considered helping with the excavation teams at one point or another, though the damp of the underground seemed to aggitate her leg.

"To your left you can see the Valley of the Dark Lords, once known as the Valley of the Sleeping Kings, an intricate and ancient system of Tombs and subterranian temples spread out for miles. Names like Naga Sadow, Ajunta Pall and Marka Ragnos and countless others lie there. Many of the great ruins are currently being escavated by Sith Arcaelogists looking for relics or information about these 'sleeping kings'. Any information we might uncover about these men and woman could provide vital insight into their lives, pasts and powers." She gestured towards the towering collection of broken temples and sinking ruins, stepping forward onto the platformed walk way as she spoke.

"If you'll follow me, I can show you some of the more interesting historical and geological sites in this region, or I can give you the more abbreviated version of the tour, making our way right to the Temple." Her voice was soft and level as she spoke, her cane making patterns in the dust that shifted softly over the metal walkways.


[7/24/2012 3:16:50 PM] Kella: "Please, call me Sebastian," he said, with a winning smile. This Bellinda actually seemed interested in the historical presentation. Unfortunately, Sebastian was not. He'd compiled a file of holonet resources on Korriban, and had read through them during the hyperspace jump. As the woman spoke each name, his eyes danced to the approximate location of the grave.

No, Korriban's history had been too easy to learn. And though the Sith had kept up a veil of secrecy, their operations were governed by relatively simple logic.

"The abbreviated version shall suffice," he said. "I'd like to get to the gift store so I can buy a keychain for my butler."


[7/24/2012 4:01:23 PM] Moonfire: "I'm told we have a lovely selection of those, hopefully you can find something fitting." The woman bit back a smile, her face barely turned towards him, as if listening carefully.

Despite his sarcasm, the gentleman seemed by all accounts pleasant, his tone warm and oddly familiar. The few other businessmen and politicians that had visited in the month's Bellinda had studied there were usually gruff, and generally rude to the lowly initiates tasked with entertaining them before their meetings. No doubt this one was eager to make his desicion, but at least he had a modicum of charisma.

At a surprising pace Bellinda manuvered her way towards the large stone temple, built directly into the cliffs of a massive plateau. A great shadow was cast along the grounds, sheltering the sparse courtyard from the blistering afternoon sun. The sun now high in the sky, students and apprentices hurried to and fro, running errands and following orders from their masters.

"To your right," she motioned once more, this time to a gathering of students listening to a lecture on the philosophy behind the Sith Code. "you'll see on of our more exotic Masters teaching." The large, multi-legged being rasped on about the meaning behind each line of the code. "He is a Croke, if you were wondering. A race of long lived, yet extremely tiny beings smaller than the average human's hand, through the force he is able to manipulate and create powerful illusions."


[7/24/2012 4:34:12 PM] Kella: Sebastian's mind took in the overall shape of the sights quickly, then began to settle on small details. Worn corners on columns, shadows of old carvings, lightsabers affixed to belts, loose, light robes -- Most of these things would prove to be ultimately irrelevant, but committing a place to memory and coaxing every implication out of the shadows was always a challenge.

"Fascinating," he said with sincerity, as they passed the lecture. He scrutinized the speaker, eyes flicking past every aspect of his form, for some detail to indicate that it was only an illusion. There were none. Another man might have been concerned by this information, but Sebastian found it validating. The Sith were a dangerous organization indeed.

The echoes of the tennants of the code followed him, even as Bellinda lead them deeper into the temple. It was as if those echoes themselves wanted to both make their point and keep him out of trouble. The Republic propaganda liked to insist that the Sith were a chaotic and disparate group, but Sebastian now saw and heard for himself that the reality could not have been farther from the truth. The Sith were quite organized, with a clear presense, distinct boundaries, and a relatively united goal. They lacked only the Jedi's fetish for pedanticism.

Curiosities towards the temple could not occupy his whole attention, however. He was being led around the iconic Korriban temple, the center of power and prestigue for one of the most influential organizations in the Galaxy, by a woman with a pronounced limp who could not have weighed more than a hundred pounds soaking wet. That deserved at least a little bit of reflection.

"So, are you some mystical illusion designed to make me drop my guard?" he teased. "I'll have to drop a card in the feedback box to say something a bit more curvacious would have been more effective."


[7/24/2012 4:49:01 PM] Moonfire: Quietly they walked through the vast entrance chamber, statues of old mentors towered high above them, guardians at watch over the temple and its occupants, sentienals on duty. As they made their way to the main room of the Temple, the epicenter of activity for the Temple, Sebastian spoke.

"No, I'm no illusion." Bellinda chuckled, her face tilting up, peering up directly at his as though attempting to make eye contact beneath the silky red blind fold. A smile rested comfortably across her face, curling up at the amusing idea. "I'd say what you see is what you get, but that wouldn't be quite true either. But be rest assured, Sebastian, I'm not a monster pretending to be a helpless cripple."


[7/24/2012 5:52:42 PM] Kella: He smiled to hear his first name. This one didn't hide behind formality, he appreciated that.

"Doesn't rule out a monster -and- a helpless cripple," he replied, with a casual friendliness.

She had turned her face directly towards him, and Sebastian wondered at the nature of her blindness. She obviously navigated the temple quite well, and though she did carry a cane, he noted that its use was strictly for support. The blindfold could have easily been a simple exercise, some method of Sith training to hone the senses. Some monasteries had vows of silence, perhaps the Sith enjoyed rendering their disciples blind. Perhaps she was hiding some disfiguring trauma -- the rest of her body was mangled enough. Or perhaps she was a Miraluka, a race who knew the importance of appearances.

Sebastian's eyes shifted upward, paying their obligatory duty to admire the towering statues. Monuments to arrogance.

After the appropriate admiration time, he asked, "What is it that you do around here? Other than babysitting the investors."


[7/24/2012 6:04:45 PM | Edited 6:07:21 PM] Moonfire: "No... I guess it doesn't." She murmured more to herself than anything else. Her leg, stiff and angry ached all the way up to her hip, after Sebastian left Bellinda had plans to rest quietly for the rest of the day, preferably in a nice comfy chair.

With a tilt of her head the red head listened, chuckling lightly at the velvety voiced gentleman's inquiry.

"I generally spend my days listening to audiofiles or lectures on history and philosophy, meditating, practicing in the training rooms. When off world I do missions with some of the other apprentices. I'm only an initiate- a newcomer to the Temple- still gaining trust and demonstrating my competence to the Masters here, hence I've been tasked with giving you a basic rundown of the Temple, grounds and affairs... Which I hope you've found satisifactory despite our humble lacking of a proper gift shop."


[7/24/2012 6:15:45 PM] Kella: "Sounds like you're well on your way to becoming a responsible member of society," he quipped, with only the slightest hint of mocking. But before she could protest, he continued. "Yes, I'll have to speak to management about that. Perhaps add a contingency in our project. Have them put it over there," he swept a hand at to the side of an archway. "You could sell little resin miniatures of the statues, and 'My mother went to Korriban and all she got me was this stupid robe', and ironic little snow globes. I'm sure it would be quite lucrative."


[7/24/2012 6:21:58 PM] Moonfire: Bellinda winced visibly at the mocking tone, quickly returning to the cool but friendly demeanor she had exhibited since his arrival. Following his hand towards the archway she broke out into a smile again.

"Oh yes, it would finally establish the planet as a prime tourist location. I'll definitely have to pass the idea along to my superiors." She said, turning back to face him as she leaned heavily on her cane, relaxing against it.


[7/24/2012 6:26:23 PM] Kella: Sebastian caught her wince, but felt no guilt. It was simply another interesting indicator of what went on behind that pretty red blindfold.

"I'm sure Korriban could make the term 'tourist trap' quite literal," he mused.


[7/24/2012 6:34:45 PM] Moonfire: Bellinda smirked at the joke before deciding to ask a few questions of her own.

"Sebastian, if you don't mind my asking, what sort of interest do you have in Korriban and the Sith?" Tucking a lock of ruby colored hair behind her ear, feeling the much taller mans eyes studying her.


[7/24/2012 6:45:06 PM] Kella: "Entreprenurial," he replied. "There's money to be made off of trade arrangements with the Sith, especially seeing as their suppliers are somewhat limited by moral persuasion. The Sith have challenging, unique resource needs and, well, I've always loved a challenge. Though I must admit my interest is also political. Certain connections can be very beneficial. The opportunity to participate in the Sith's rearrangement of the galactic government is quite alluring. I find your order's goals interesting." He spoke as if he was simply explaining his ice cream preference.

"How about you," he returned. "You're a new initiate, what drew -you- to the Sith?"


[7/24/2012 6:54:38 PM | Edited 6:54:51 PM] Moonfire: "The exciting prospect of babysitting investors." She quipped, leading him down a long hallway, passing rooms of every sort as they stepped.

"I was recruited by one of the other apprentices and some of his cohorts on Nar Shaddaa a few months ago. It seemed like an interesting opportunity to learn, perhaps pick up a new mentor, find recognition and companionship in an organization again. The usuals."


[7/24/2012 6:56:59 PM] Kella: "Well I'm flattered," he said, then listened as she continued. He glanced in each room, trying to guess its purpose, but something in her statement brought his eyes back to Bellinda.

"Again?" he questioned, casually.


[7/24/2012 7:03:17 PM] Moonfire: Not one to usually talk about herself so openly, Bellinda took a moment to compose her thoughts before answering, glancing periodically into the rooms, they'd arrive at their destination soon.

"I grew up at the Jedi Temple on Coruscant and left in my adolescence. A conflict of interests." She stated simply, as they approached the large and well lit sparring room. Within a pair of apprentices dueled, sabers flashing and hissing as they bashed together.

"Welcome to the training room, I'd suggest standing back, the apprentices tend to get a little... over zealous while training."


[7/24/2012 10:56:51 PM] Kella: Sebastian nodded to acknowledge the satisfaction of his question, though his curiosity had only been piqued. This was a closely guarded subject, but whether it was alone in this distinction or among many was the real question. Sebastian tucked it away, however, when he saw the flash of sabers.

These held his rapt attention. Sebastian knew of lightsabers, he had watched blocky holovids of lightsabers, but he had never properly -seen- one, let alone a pair of them engaged in combat. The manuevers and stances were similar to classical swordplay, but the lack of blade momentum rendered the movements lighter, choppier. How might one without a blade counter such an attack? The reach of the saber would render disarming the wielder incredibly difficult. If one attacked from behind, with surprise, the arc could perhaps be avoided, but that attack would have to be devastating. Was there a way to supply an unarmed fighter with a way to block the blade? Cortosis greaves, perhaps -- plated with an alloy, or perhaps weaving the alloy into a fabric? Could a fabric be made thin enough to wear as clothing? That could come in very handy, if he was going to be working with the Sith on a regular basis. How interesting, to know that one errant sweep from the sparring session could permanently separate him from a limb.

He heeded Bellinda's warning, and gave a respectful distance.

Sebastian knew quite well that the use of lightsabers was limited to the Force-based cults for a reason, but he couldn't help but ask, "Where can I get me one of those?"


[7/24/2012 11:10:07 PM] Moonfire: Bellinda stood patiently, pale little hands clasped over the wooden cane as her head bobbed back and forth as though she too were watching the sparring match. Which, indeed she was, though not quite in the same fashion as the businessman next to her. Where he saw color and lights and fine details, Bellinda saw energies, outlines and auras dancing back and forth, she saw density and sometimes texture.

The two young men dueled and swiped and sliced at one another back and forth until finally the wear of the battle was apparent on the younger man's movement, he was getting less graceful, the blades swings getting closer and closer to their target with each pass before finally he tripped up, falling to the ground in a submissive kneel.

"I'm glad you found it entertaining. Generally we make them ourselves the process can take anywhere between weeks and months, depending on you level of telekinesis. Though, I hear some Mandalorians take them as trophies when gained in victory, perhaps you acquire one in a similar fashion?"


[7/24/2012 11:20:40 PM] Kella: "Hmm," he chortled, "That would require victory. Perhaps I'll just murder a Mandalorian," he said, and though his tone teased he was actually seriously considering the idea. That would make an interesting side-quest, no doubt. "Somewhat less suicidal."


[7/24/2012 11:37:56 PM] Moonfire: "Indeed, indeed. Now, if I'm correct I do believe its just about time for your meeting with Lord Barrus, Sebastian. Follow me." Bellinda said, moving with surprising quickness through the door and out the hallway, limping as she went. Her leg protested even louder though, her face drawn in deep concentration, attempting to tune out the roaring pain that ebbed and flowed from her knee and hip. This injury had become the bane of her existence, but she refused to let it do more than it already had. She might not be able to duel or walk gracefully, but she could still walk, that was something.

Swiftly they moved through the winding halls and up stairs until they reach a large, rather ornate set of doors, Lord Barrus' chambers.

"Lord Barrus will be here shortly. I hope you found Korriban and the Temple to your liking." Bowing slowly, Bellinda even lifted the corners of her robe in a sort of curtsy, a style she had grown fond of as a child when listening to audiofiles on novels on her datapad.


[7/24/2012 11:44:54 PM] Kella: The woman's limp seemed even more pronounced, and Sebastian was assured to see that there at least seemed to be some sadism in the infamed 'house of evil'. Did they often send her on errands, he wondered, just to make her walk the extra distance?

Sebastian did not let his musings be too distracting, however, and instead made careful note of every turn and twist, creating a map of their path in three dimensions. The habit had proved lifesaving more than once. The dramatic majesty of the doors illicited a slight smile. The Sith were not without flair, he would give them that.

He mirrored Bellinda's bow with one of practiced precision. "Shall you be waiting to hold my hand and walk me out?"


[7/24/2012 11:55:35 PM] Moonfire: "Oh yes, I'll be making myself quite comfortable here with the walls and the statues and make sure you get to your ship home after the meeting. Can't have you falling down the stairs and breaking your neck on the temple steps, that'd reflect horribly on my superiors." Bellinda said with a smile, backig up carefully against the wall where she intended to rest while the men chatting and haggled.

The doors of the large chamber openned to reveal the corpulent and richly dressed man within, Lord Barrus. With a nod of her head, Bellinda encouraged the investor to go, assuring him once more she'd be there when he left.

As the doors closed behind him, Bellinda sighed in relief, her legs shaking as she sat down unceremoniously on the floor before settling her mind, determined to focus away from the burning feeling that echoed in her joints.


[7/25/2012 12:09:00 AM] Kella: Sebastian returned Bellinda's smile, before turning his attention to the Lord. Barrus seemed more like a politician than a managing official, which was no doubt exactly why he'd been tasked with dealing with Sebastian. The man immediately took on a fatherly, condescending tone, but Sebastian took no offence. Instead, he used the imposed relationship to his advantage, probing with questions and pressing for answers. Yes, the Sith needed vehicles, but those they could steal easily enough. What they needed more of were components, engines and couplings and circuit boards, which were exceedingly expensive on the black market. Sebastian said it simply mattered where one looked, and Barrus laughed and replied that this was the reason they had been so interested in a business partnership. Sebastian assured Barrus that such things as supply and demand could be easily manipulated, and Barrus seemed skeptical, though that was only for appearance's sake.

As they were working through the details, Sebastian nudged Barrus into anecdotes, which he was more than eager to share. And every time Barrus's self-amused laughter echoed out into the hall, Sebastian's contract became a little more faborable. An hour later, they'd reached a mutually pleasing agreement. Barrus left Sebastian at the door with a firm and vigorous handshake, and Sebastian stepped out into the hall to see what had become of Bellinda, exuding self-assurance.
[7/25/2012 12:17:46 AM] Moonfire: Bellinda had spent the better part of the hour meditating, her mind blank and focused as she slowly levitated the thin wooden cane she used, spinning it absently in the air. There was something about using the mind and the force in such a way that appealed to her, this real and physical mind over matter. Lazily the cane twirled in circles as the throbbing pain of her joints seemed to melt away, leaving only the usual dull throb, like a bad taste lingering in her mouth.

As the doors of the chamber openned Bellinda began to stir, pulling the cane towards her and using it to help wrench herself from the tiled floor, back into a far more dignified standing position.

"I trust your meeting went well?" She asked politely face tilted up at his, brushing back another lock of hair behind her ear.


[7/25/2012 12:22:24 AM] Kella: "Terribly," he said, "I like it when they disagree with me more. Then I get free brandy. But this Barrus fellow is -reasonable-." He sounded utterly crushed. "Are there at least post-tour refreshments?"


[7/25/2012 12:31:05 AM] Moonfire: Bellinda couldn't help but snicker. "I'm very sorry that Lord Barrus was so agreeable, perhaps next time you can meet with Lady Travi instead..."

The idea of resfreshments though caught her off guard, Bellinda from her Jedi days had never been much of a drinker and certainly didn't have anything of the sort in her modest bunk. Though, she was charged with entertaining the mysterious Sebastian Monroe, so it would be too out of bounds for her to go out on a limb.

"I'm sure we could rustle up something for you. Please, follow me." Her robes fluttered and twirled as she turned, bustling down the hallway and back down another flight of stairs towards the kitchens. Perhaps, if she were lucky, a bottle of wine lingered there.


[7/25/2012 12:40:38 AM] Kella: Sebastian rubbed his palms together expectantly and followed the woman once more. "How hospitable of you." He wondered just how far she'd be willing to go to entertain her charge. That little swirl of hers might even have been pretty, if not cut by skarp, skeletal angles. "I'm surprised you even know your way to the kitchen."


[7/25/2012 12:46:43 AM] Moonfire: The comment caught Bellinda off guard, her step faltering for a milisecond before falling back into place. So far the man had been teasing but warm towards her, but the woman knew she should have been expecting it, few could hold back comments on her appearance, be it the limp, the blindfold or the drastic weight loss she had suffered over the past few years.

As they entered the kitchens she looked around, scanning the room for anyone. It was now late into the afternoon, the traditional supper meal for the students and initiates alike had long finished, only those unfortunate enough to be stuck on dish duty remained. As the unlucky scrubbed and scratched away at the dishes, Bellinda motioned forward to Sebastian towards a long narrow flight of stairs.

Walking down it she be beckoned him forward into the subterranian wine and spirits cellar. Quiet, dimly lit and private the petite woman motioned towards the bottles.

"Please, take your pick."


[7/25/2012 1:05:38 AM] Kella: Her step caught ever so slightly at his comment. How very interesting.

Sith scrubbing dishes, now there was something he expected some Jedi would pay very dearly to see. Sebastian was content to stroll past without a second thought, drawn by the wet, earthy smell of the cellar. As he descending the steps, he passed into a layer of cooler air, with which he gratefully filled his lungs.

"Now that is a -very- dangerous thing to day," he replied, sounding mischievous. He began to run his fingers along the racks of bottles, skimming dates as he went. The collection seemed to be organized by date, though the older years seemed somewhat... lacking. Sebastian considered this for a moment, then instead turned his attention to the more recent dates, and from there to the darkest, most shadowy corner. He withdrew a bottle, then smiled coyly to himself.

Whoever stocked this cellar was a clever bastard.

No posessing a bottle of suitable age and dignity, one that would have fetched quite a ridiculous price on the holonet, he turned back to the woman. "Do you drink, Miss Bellinda?"


[7/25/2012 1:59:30 PM] Moonfire: Bellinda watched carefully as Sebastian took his pick from the reserves. The Sith lords had a fondness for wine and spirits, though rarely were the apprentices invited for a drink outside of important meetings. Drastically different was the dry Jedi Order, Bellinda's first taste of alcohol was at the tender age of 21 in a bar on Nar Shaddaa, the taste was foul and since then she had only drank on special occasions.

"Socially." She responded quietly, extending her hand quietly. A tinkle of glass against glass came from one side of the room, a pair of wine goblets floated through the air gently, stopping to hover in the space between them. Grasping the stem of a glass, Bellinda smiled again, tilting her head in encouragement.


[7/25/2012 3:26:59 PM] Kella: Sebastian could not hide his awe as the glass hovered before him. He had been wise to remember that things were not always as they seemed. However, he took the little miracle in stride, and plucked the glass from the air with a grateful nod. He could almost feel, for a moment, the Force's hold on the object, and then it submitted willingly.

He lifted a corkscrew from a shelf the old-fashioned way, then began to wind it into the cork.

"Ruusan's finest," he crooned. "One of the first colony's founding members, Gambit Gustav, was formerly a winemaker. He had the position of construction manager, but still liked to entertain his old career as a hobby. Ruusan has an incredibly unique species of wild grape, and Gustav saw the potential for great profit. However, it took a while for the colony to stabilize, and the other leaders resisted exporting so -frivilous- a product as wine. When they finally got around to lending him throw in a barrel or two, the wine became one of the colony's most profitable exports. Gustav's little pet project was largely responsible for helping the colony overcome that initial financial bottom-point. There's little argument that his best wine came from those pre-export years, the first two decades. However, it's incredibly difficult to find as very little ever left Ruusan. And this..."

The cork slide out with a pop and a hiss, and he raised the bottle and drew a deep breath, seeming quite pleased. "Is year twelve."

Sebastian filled her glass with a flourish, and then his own.

"Miss Bellinda you will never have wine like this again."


[7/25/2012 3:40:43 PM] Moonfire: Holding the goblet lightly between her fingers the woman listened intently to his brief history behind the obscure bottle, relishing in the hissing and pop of the cork. The heaviness of the goblet in her hand was pleasant and the coolness of the cellar had left the liquid slightly chilled, condensation collecting over the smooth glass within moments.

Lifting the glass slighty, Bellinda smiled "Then, let us celebrate the new partnership between your company and the Sith." Carefully she brought the crimison tinge goblet to her lips, taking a small sip.

The flavor was indescribable, a rich, silky sweetness that lingered over the palate and tingled across your tongue. It was almost worth the conversation she'd have with Lord Malecin later about the Sith apprentices sneaking into his wine cellar, sampling from his private collection.


[7/25/2012 3:48:35 PM] Kella: "Indeed, and also let us celebrate efficient tours." He raised his glass in mirror, then drank.

Ruusanian wine had certainly earned its dramatic reputation. As he rolled the wine across his tongue, the picture of casual pleasure, he mulled a few ideas in his mind.

"So," he said, absent-mindedly swirling his glass, "If you could go -anywhere- in the galaxy... where would you go?"


[7/25/2012 4:03:44 PM] Moonfire: The question was surprising but pleasant as Bellinda took another delicate sip from her glass before settling down quietly on one of the rather conveinently placed set of cushioned benches, Lord Malecin did so like to spend time in the cellar.

She mulled over the question, fiddling with the ends of her hair as she did before settling. "I'd like to visit a lot of places, Naboo, Zeltros, Alpheridies... Though out of them all I think I'd like to visit Eshan. The culture of the Echani is fascinating, though rather barbaric. I'd love to learn more about the philosophy behind the endless training they put their children and themselves through, though I can't say I'd be up for participating."

Bellinda nodded before taking another sip, offering with a tilt of her head the collection of stools and benches.


[7/25/2012 4:17:00 PM] Kella: Sebastian chortled lightly. "Well, for your sake I'm very glad the Jedi are -nothing- like that."

He leaned back against a stool and appeared utterly at ease.


[7/25/2012 4:20:44 PM] Moonfire: "And yourself? Though I imagine a man like yourself as well traveled, if you could be anywhere in the galaxy, where would -you- be?" She asked sipping quietly, relishing the taste.


[7/25/2012 5:45:59 PM] Kella: Sebastian took a moment to consider the question, or perhaps simply to give the appearance of doing do.

"Wherever I am," he said thoughtfully. "When you've been as many places I have, you realize each place has its own unique excitement and exoticism.

"Except Tatooine," he said, taking another drink, "There is -nothing- exciting about Tatooine."


[7/25/2012 5:58:32 PM] Moonfire: The answer struck Bellinda almost as a cop-out, but such was the way with these well traveled and cultured business men, she had responded in sarcasm herself, so she probably deserved it. Taking another dainty sip of the wine she sat, enjoying the silence and the coolness of the cellar.

"If you don't mind my asking, what is the riskiest decision you've made?"


[7/25/2012 6:59:05 PM] Kella: "Now -that-... is a question." Sebastian smiled approvingly, then tilted his head back to think. Despite Bellinda's gharish appearance, she had personality.

"I've made a great many decisions with calculated risk, but, well, that's boring. The greatest, honest-to-goodness, going-in-blind risk... Depending on whether you find bodily harm or financial ruin more disagreeable, there'd either be the time I stole a warehouse of Spice from a Coruscanti gang, on a whim, or the purchase of the company that would become Adega Airships, respectively." He seemed satisfied with this answer, and returned his gaze to the woman.

"How about you, Miss Bellinda? What has been your greatest risk?"


[7/25/2012 7:08:12 PM | Edited 7:08:32 PM] Moonfire: Bellinda raised an eyebrow. "Did you really steal a warehouse of spice? How does one even begin stealing an entire warehouse?" She inquired brightly, there was much more to this gentleman than being a simple suit-and-tie. Resting back against the seat she pondered the question herself, fingers rubbing against the worn and smooth handle of her cane.

"I'd say the day I left the Jedi to hunt down a serial killer, I was 19 and had no idea what I was getting into. Luckily I managed to get out of that one mostly unscathed, and the victor." She said nonchalantly, recalling how grateful she was to leave that battle whole and herself, naive notions of heroism and pride surrounding her.


[7/25/2012 7:26:37 PM] Kella: "Hunting a serial killer, remind me to keep you away from my room of trophy corpses, then. He the one who gave you that?" He tilted his glass towards her leg.

"And yes, I did indeed steal a warehouse. And not just figuratively, the literal warehouse. I started picking off the guards and making it look like the work of a rival gang, and they spooked and vacated. You have to be rather... creative to rattle gang thugs from their spice. That was fun." He grinned wickedly. "Even camped out there for a few days, just for the hell of it. Ended up selling it to one of the smaller games for a -very- pretty penny." He shrugged. "Good times."


[7/25/2012 7:39:31 PM] Moonfire: Looking down at her leg she wondered faintly how it appeared through his eyes. When she had the misfortune of galancing at the crooked and aching limb all she saw was the outline, clear and bright, showing the awkward angles of the mangled appendage. Underneath the fluttering and loose robes it was riddled with scars and reddish lines.

"No, no. I got out of that mess with only a few singed locks of hair and a scrape on my arm. Extremely lucky." Bellinda said quietly, leaning back as she took a large swallow of the crimison liquid.

"Though, you definitely sound like far more than the average businessman."


[7/25/2012 8:05:24 PM] Kella: "I do like to think so," he said, and finished his glass of wine. But Sebastian had never been one to let a good bottle go to waste, so he refilled his glass then topped off Bellinda's, and she did not protest. As the bottle became light and lighter, they engaged in idle chatter, neither party offering any more personal revelations. Sebastian greatly enjoyed the light buzz, though he found it rarely had any significant effect on his judgement. His subconscious was simply lacking in suppressed urges.

"Well, lovely as this has been," he said, polishing off his last glass, "I do believe it's time for me to return to the -exciting- and -dangerous- world of business-class travel."


[7/25/2012 8:18:34 PM] Moonfire: "Ah yes, I must say this... errand was much more pleasurable than anything else I had planned today." Bellinda said stretching some before standing, her joints cracking audibly with the motion. The wine had left her with a light buzz, though nothing a half hour of meditiation and concentration couldn't wipe away, though she didn't have anything else planned for the day.

In the morning she'd have to report back to Lord Barrus on her thoughts of Mr. Monroe, the hour having grown late with their wine and small talk. By all accounts it was true, Sebastian, while a little eccentric hid with well with charm and intelligence, and he seemed to be just as eager to form a partnership as they have. All in all such an alliance would prove to be profitable on both ends she believed.

"Now, if you'll follow me, I'll escort you back to your ship. I do hope you've found Korriban and the Temple most accomodating." She said brightly, it had been months since she had enjoyed someones company this much. It was nice to be around someone who could think beyond hacking and slashing.


[12:25:09 AM] Kella: "Yes, quite," he replied, in a mockingly formal tone. He seemed to have won her goodwill, which made for two successful transactions that day. The real question, though, was what to do with it?

She lead him back a slightly different way than they'd come, and Sebastian expanded his mental map. The temple was the sort of place with so many odd angles, nooks and crannies, and obscured halls that a great deal could be done there without the tennants ever knowing.

Something like Sebastian's own home. As they neared the hanger, he turned back to take one last draught of the sight of the temple.

"You should consider adding Corellia to your list-of-places-to-go, then I could be the tour guide, and treat -you- to refresments. Or perhaps just a proper meal," he said, sizing her up in a teasing way.


[12:29:31 AM] Moonfire: "I shall consider it." Bellinda said with another slight bow, feeling delightfully warm despite the nipping chill of the desert night.

"No promises." She responded playfully. " Have a safe voyage home."


[12:41:39 AM] Kella: "Ah, but that would be -boring-. Miss Bellinda, I sincerely hope a Terentatek makes your next archeological voyage truly unforgettable." He paid her his own bow, and with a purposeful lack of goodbye-sentimentality, turned and strode back towards his ship. His pilot already had the engines running.

Not long after, Sebastian was reclined and watching Korriban disappear into the black void of space, his mind stirring the memories of the day.

What an odd little woman, that Bellinda.


[12:43:49 AM] Moonfire: Still buzzed and pleasantly tired, Bellinda turned about and headed through the dark night towards the Temple, finally ready to call it a day.

[Kella]

[7/26/2012 4:11:35 PM] Ashley A: People tended to take scientific advancement for granted. They forgot that to develop a new gun, one needed a firing range, to develop a new vehicle, one needed hundreds of crashable prototypes, and to learn to raise the dead, one needed a dead body.

The last was not a metaphor, but rather Sebastian's current work order. Both the Order and the Empire had whole departments devoted to research and development, and several of those projects had reached the cadaver testing stage. Acquiring those cadavers was another under-appreciated aspect of the development process.

It had involved forging digital signatures, hacking into systems, altering records, and some old-fashioned cargo smuggling. Sebastian had acquired cadavers from hospitals, commercial morgues and embalming centers. This particular shipment had already taken a large section of the potential supply from these places, however, and as Sebastian's fingers drummed against the waiting room chair in the warehouse office, he was thinking of the most efficient way to increase supply. One thing no world had a shortage of was the impoverished homeless.

The transportation of a refrigerated container of cadavers was a matter of subtlety and finesse, which is why Sebastian himself and Sebastian alone accompanied the cargo. The insulated walls disrupted most scans, and the delicate nature of refrigerated cargo prevented physical examinations. It was simply a matter of forging the official customs inspector seal of authorization, which assured all security officials that the contents had been checked, and then never giving them a reason to think otherwise. If you started sending armed guards with refrigerator trucks, people got suspicious.

Sebastian was just willing enough to talk about the shipment of prize peaches to keep the warehouse officials at ease. The Sith would be sending a cargo ship with a matching story to pick up the shipment. Sebastian would ensure it reached its destination, and then return to his usual business.

He picked up a tattered Home and Garden magazine and began to flip through it, waiting for the Sith representative to arrive.

[7/26/2012 4:39:12 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda, being far from the hack and slash brutes that formed the initiates had been slowly proving herself as a representative. What she lacked in physical appeal she shined in personality and charm, though never crossing the line of familiarity. She was just distant enough to remain interesting to the wide variety of clients and businessmen the woman toured around Korriban, it was now time to make the next step.

It was a simple enough mission. The miraluka was sent via a cargo ship to a neutral location to pick up the goods. She understood well enough what to be expecting. Some hired man of Adega Airships or one of their associates would be accompanying the refrigerated containers of dead people to the meeting point where the containers would be transferred and she'd be heading back towards Korriban to report back and assure that everything arrived safely.

Her time with the Sith thus far was turning her into a sort of face, be it a gaunt, mostly covered face, for the investors. Bellinda spent much of her time between public relations meetings and guided tours studying though. She, while broken and not much to look at still trained hard, studying the dark side force techniques she hungered for.

Having finally arrived to the destination Bellinda stood up, gripping her cane lightly as she left the ship, heading towards the large containers. A man sat there, she could tell that much, the shape of his outline vibrant and oddly... familiar. Stepping closer the woman studied the figure and his posture. Was she mistaken, or was that Sebastian Monroe, the investor she had met with only a few months before, she knew he was involved in this pick up, but actually accompanying the cargo himself... How queer.

"Sebastian?" Bellinda asked, her voice unsure, wishing she could have gotten a better look.

[7/26/2012 4:55:47 PM] Ashley A: "-Bellinda-," he said warmly, standing. "I see you got promoted from babysitting investors to... babysitting cargo shipments. Don't worry, I'm sure they'll promote you to walking the dogs soon."

[7/26/2012 5:01:58 PM] Sami Brown: "I can only hope that they'll someday trust me with the dry cleaning." A smile covered her tiny face. Very few of her clients had established such rapport with her as Sebastian had, it was almost comforting the way he teased.

"I wasn't expecting you here though, shouldn't you be off managing trillion credit accounts or pleasure cruising through Zeltros, rather than as you say, babysitting containers?"

[7/26/2012 5:09:30 PM] Ashley A: "The spirits of the deceased find my aura comforting," he replied, deadpan. "I'm not entirely a selfless servant, though. This acquisition represents a significant time investment on my part. I decided to see to it personally that none of that time be wasted. Besides, when else would I get the chance to kick back and read and learn that," he glanced at the magazine, "Ghorya azalia's prefer semi-rocky soil and three-quarters shade. Though, I will have to remember Khitzu vines if I ever need to bury a body."

[7/26/2012 5:32:53 PM] Sami Brown: "I hear Kudzu is excellent for similar reasons." She smiled before tilting her head back to address the small crew that had been hired on to move and unload the containers. They were to know little about what they were moving and we're being paid rather fairly for the task.

"Alright gentlemen, let's get this stuff back on the ship and be on our way." She called out as the men approached them slowly, large equipment to lift and carry it all aboard on hand.

"So, how've you been?" Bellinda asked thoughtfully as the movers began their work.

[7/26/2012 5:42:23 PM] Ashley A: The question easily could have been flippant, but Bellinda's tone belied that it was not. She cared, how interesting.

"Busy, but I like it that way. Adega's about to release a new high-capacity luxury airship, and the two head designers can't decide if polycarbonate or polyvinyl door seals will perform better in thin-atmosphere conditions. There have been all sorts of technical reports requiring executive decisions, it's all very exciting. And yourself?"

[7/26/2012 6:00:00 PM] Sami Brown: "Babysitting more investors, training. The usuals really, give or take a few more public relations meetings with some of the Aristocrats." She said with a shrug.

Glancing over her shoulder she watched as the movers took the last containers on board, one of them almost stumbling as he moved up the ramp. With an inner groan Bellinda walked back towards the ship.

"I better supervise these guys, they don't look too steady on their feet."

[7/26/2012 6:34:46 PM] Ashley A: "Spoken like a true babysitting professional. Though, I agree..."

In fact, they didn't just seem to be unsteady, they seemed nervous. Edgy. Jumpy.

[7/26/2012 6:39:51 PM] Ashley A: There was more at work there than performance anxiety. The way the closest man kept shooting them sidelong glances, the tensing in his shoulders when Bellinda stepped closer. Something wasn't right. "Watch yourself," Sebastian muttered lowly, though nothing about his demeanor, as he sauntered towards the cargo bay, belied that suspicion.

[7/26/2012 6:58:43 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda didn't respond to the warning, her cane clacking lightly against the metal spaceport floor as she approached.

[7/26/2012 6:58:59 PM] Sami Brown: "Is everything going alright, gentleman?"

[7/26/2012 10:51:53 PM] Ashley A: "Uuuh, uh yeah." Only one of the movers remained in the cargo bay. The others seemed to have disappeared further into the ship, a bright red flag.

"Actually, I have a question, about our payment." The diction was stiff, amateur. The man walked over, casually holding a pry-bar. But Sebastian waited, waited for him to close the distance, to awkwardly stumble through an invented complaint, waited for his body to suddenly snap into tension and the pry bar to rise over his head.

With one hand, Sebastian grabbed the man's wrist, and with the other he twisted the bar out of his hand.

[7/26/2012 10:55:13 PM] Sami Brown: As Sebastian sprang into action the pry-bar falling to the ground with a clatter Bellinda's hand shot up, the air around the movers throat suddenly cut off an intense pressure like fingers about his throat as the light haired man was lifted off his feet into the air, clutching and clawing at his neck.

Bellinda regarded the man for a moment, considering simply killing him on the spot as he writhed in her grasp.

"You have 15 seconds to explain yourself and change my mind about killing you. I can and will kill you at any point during that 15 seconds should you say something that might displease me... For example, calling for help, so please take this time to choose your words wisely." She said, her voice quiet, but edgy. Slowly relaxing her grip his airway reopened slightly, though he still dangled in air, held precariously up in the air as the tiny crippled blind girl stared up at menacingly.

[7/26/2012 11:14:04 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian was prepared for a fight, stance stable, pry bar spun around to use for himself. His mind flickered in confusion for a moment, but then he smiled, and relaxed. The end of the pry bar snapped lightly on his palm as he eyed the choking mind. This was a somewhat unexpected development from the diminutive Bellinda. Sebastian was pleased.

The mover sucked in a ragged breath. "What the -shit-, lady?!"

"You shouldn't let him talk to you that way," Sebastian offered.

"No, wait! Sorry, it was--" he struggled for another breath "Wasn't my idea I swear."

[7/27/2012 4:28:05 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda tilted her head as the man sputtered and croaked out an insult, without pause Sebastian mentioned how she shouldn't be treated in such a vulgar fashion, and how true that was.

As fear for his life spurned the man to apology and testifying that it wasn't his fault, his idea, her face twisted into a deep frown. Lifting the man up higher with a simple motion of her arm Bellinda continued her countdown out loud.

"Eleven... Ten... Nine..."

[7/27/2012 5:52:38 PM] Ashley A: "C'mon, we're ju-- just trying to make some extra cash, y'know, the 'conomy, hit-- hit us hard an', is no-- nothing personal." He raised his hands placatingly, realizing that grabbing at his throat wasn't getting him anywhere.

"It sounds like they intend to rob us," Sebastian translated, sounding amused.

[7/27/2012 6:11:09 PM] Sami Brown: "Now that's not very nice." Said Bellinda as the man tried to justify his and his cohorts plan. They intended to kill them, to run off with the 'goods', which they obviously didn't understand the nature of, and make a few credits.

The outstretched hand slowly closed crushing the windpipe of the incoherent vagabond thoroughly before discarding him with a toss off the ramp. What use was there in listening to him sputter more? Without a glance in his direction Bellinda stepped towards the door out of the cargo hold, she would not be made a fool of.

[7/27/2012 7:58:16 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian gave Bellinda an odd look, a mix of fascination and approval and curiosity, as if he were seeing her in a new light. His eyes followed her as she entered the cargo bay, and the rest of him was close behind. Just as he stepped over the edge of the bay door, the engines roared to life and the ship lurched.

Sebastian crouched to steady himself, then walked casually into the bay, flicking the door close lever as he passed. Wind whipped through the bay, until the door seal clanked shut and the air became utterly still. The bay was dark.

Footsteps echoed from above, at the top of the steel staircase that lead from the cargo bay to the rest of the ship.

Sebastian ducked into the shadow of a container.

The bay lights flickered on. "Hey Mack?" A voice came from the opening door. "Everything alright?"

[7/27/2012 9:25:44 PM] Sami Brown: "Back me up." Bellinda whispered, standing though not quite able to crouch in the shadows of the containers, thanking for the first time in a while her diminutive status. The man's call for Mack went unanswered, only darkness in response.

[7/27/2012 10:05:31 PM] Ashley A: "Lure him over," Sebastian whispered back, a plan falling together after a glance to his left revealed a fire suppressant tank. He lifted it from the wall and tested its weight, then began to edge around the container. The base of the staircase was just around the container's far corner, and Bellinda crouched just to Sebastian's right.

"Mack? Who's there?"

Sebastian heard the sound of an energy pack being clipped into a blaster. He lifted the tank over his head, and nodded at Bellinda. He then suddenly remembered that he'd forgotten Bellinda's blindness, but then it became an interesting experiment. The mover's steps clanged down the stairs.

[7/27/2012 10:14:00 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda nodded, gently, directing her attention to the other mover before crying.

"Please! Help!..." She gasped out suddenly, her voice high and filled with panic. "He... He attacked me! He hurt my friend! Please help me!" The girl all but sobbed, her voice tiny, almost childlike. Falling to her knees the red head held her face in her hands.

"Please, you have to help me. I can't find my cane, I can't see. He's still in here!"

[7/27/2012 10:31:07 PM] Ashley A: "Miss?" the mover asked, confusion thick in his voice, dropping the barrel of his blaster. His pace sped up as he hit the bottom of the stairs, then abruptly came to a halt as the thick metal tank collided with his head in a soft -thunk-.

The man crumpled with all the limp heaviness of a sandbag.

"Two down," Sebastian said, picking up the man's blaster, "And... four to go."

[7/27/2012 11:09:03 PM] Ashley A: He quickly clipped up the steps, leading with the blaster. "Take them out one at a time, then?" Sebastian glanced back at Bellinda, seemingly unphased by the sudden violent turn.

[7/28/2012 12:25:17 PM] Sami Brown: Gripping her cane Bellinda tried to hoist herself up, regretting the idea almost instantly. Her leg protested angrily as she struggled, Sebastian already up the steps as the Sith had trouble with the simplest of actions. How could she be so powerful and yet so weak? She demanded internally as she tried again, only to fall back onto her bad knee with a gasp.

[7/28/2012 12:47:34 PM] Ashley A: The sounds of Bellinda's struggles made Sebastian hesitate. This girl was a fascinating dichotomy of traits, but Sebastian had seen that her... talents would be worth accommodating the rest of her.

He vaulted over the railing of the stairs' midpoint landing, and landed in a crouch. He walked over, then with a flourish, offered his hand to Bellinda.

"Might I be of aid, Miss?" His tone was only a -little- patronizing.

[7/28/2012 12:57:30 PM | Edited 12:58:52 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda took the far larger hand in hers, using the support of Sebastian and her cane in tandem to finally bring herself back to her feet. Her knee ached terribly, joints protesting with the sudden action as pain shot through from hip to ankle. Taking a deep breath, still squeezing Sebastian's hand tightly in hers she relaxed, face red with anger and humiliation.

Cane gripped tightly in hand Bellinda moved forward, composed and calm as she started moving up the stairs. "One at a time well take them out."

[7/28/2012 12:58:57 PM] Sami Brown: Quietly they entered the hallway, the soft voices of the other hooligans could be heard in the more accommodating part of the ship.

[7/28/2012 1:46:58 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian regarded Bellinda's frustration with amusement, and let her lead the way. As they reached the top of the stairs, he quipped, "Well at least the hard part's over," before slipping past Bellinda to comb the hall with his blaster.

The hall made a T-intersection with another hall that cut the ship horizontally. Sebastian jogged to the right, then continued on to the hall that cut the ship in half. Straight ahead was the cockpit, sealed by a thick dura-steel door, and to the right was the communication room. The door was open, and the clicks of dials and buttons drifted out.

Sebastian edged around the corner, and before the man could even turn to see the source of the quiet steps, the acrid smell of fried brain matter permeated the air, and the man was slumped across a panel. Sebastian quickly proceeded down the hall.

"Three in there," he nodded at the door, fingers hovering over the door panel. "Ready?"

[7/28/2012 2:15:12 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda all but audibly hissed at Sebastian's comment, shuffling her way down the hallway she hid behind him, the much taller and wider man completely obstructed her from view, and hopefully from harm. She had more than proven her grit earlier, but surprises always happened, and she much rather they happened to far more physical specimen before her.

The scent of charred grey matter had little effect on the woman, a smell she became accustomed to during her years on Nar Shaddaa. Walking on light feet through the hallway they approached the cockpit door..

"Ready." Bells nodded, her hand out stretched, ready to snap up the first person within to glance in her direction.

[7/28/2012 2:28:21 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian nodded and pressed the panel, and the door slid open. There were indeed three men, one in the navigator's chair to the left, one in the pilot's seat, and one in the copilot's.

He left the navigator to Bellinda, and silenced the co-pilot's confused yelling with a disorienting blow to the temple, then an arm under his chin and the fatal -crunch- of a broken neck.

He pressed the barrel of the blaster against the pilot's skull, who froze, then turned to check on Bellinda.

[7/28/2012 2:37:25 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's hand shot out, the force wrapping around the man's chest as he turned to confront her, a look of confusion and fear washed over his face. With all the finesse of a Rancor she flung the man into the nearest wall and onto the floor, squeezing until the audible cracking of ribs and spine could be heard. His eyes bulged and watered as she crushed the life out him, struggling and flailing uselessly as the blind woman slowly felt the heart beat tremble and stop altogether. Satisfied she turned back to the pilot, blaster at his head.

Sebastian had already taken care of the co-pilot, finishing him with only his bare hands, most impressive. The business certainly exceeding her expectations.

Regarding the pilot with a stoic expression Bellinda calmly asked. "Perhaps you'd like to explain yourself?"

[7/28/2012 3:03:26 PM] Ashley A: The pilot shook, and so did the plane.

"Careful," Sebastian warned, and the shaking stilled somewhat.

The man swallowed hard. "It's the containers we wanted. Our work order said they were valuable, we figured... We could get more money selling them than delivering them."

Sebastian laughed lightly, and the sound washed the pilot in terror. He pressed his eyes shut as he began to hyperventilate, then stared blankly out the front widow.

"Those containers are full of -corpses-." The man's eyes widened in shock. "Cadavers. For experiments. You wouldn't have been able to -give- them away. Sir, you and your friends died today for -dead people-." The hint of irony obviously amused Sebastian. "I think I'll throw your corpses in with the rest, free bonus."

"Please," the man said, barely audible. "Please, if you let me go you'll never see me again, I promise. Please."

"What do you think, Miss Bellinda?" Sebastian pressed the blaster barrel a little tighter to the man's head. He began to whimper.

[7/28/2012 3:19:02 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's brow wrinkled visibly beneath the silk scarf as she listened to the pilot tried to justify once more, ending with begging for his life. This was a song and dance the woman had tired of greatly over the past few years, people trying to qualify their actions because of circumstances, because of factors they 'couldn't control.' Pathetic. Useless.

"Sebastian, can you fly this thing? I'd offer but I think that'd be irresponsible." She asked, ignoring the man's whimpers and pleas.

[7/28/2012 3:33:48 PM] Ashley A: "'Can you fly this thing', hmph, what kind of question is that?"

Sebastian felt the man suddenly shift under the barrel. He slammed the yoke down, and the ship lurched after, throwing the cockpit into the peculiar weightlessness of free fall. The man went to twist and lurch in flight, but the stunt had failed to shake Sebastian's aim, and he pulled the trigger. The sixth man was dead.

The ship's fall accelerated. As Sebastian's feet lifted off the floor, he anchored himself on the buckle of the pilot's harness, freeing the corpse then shoving it back towards Bellinda. He quickly moved his attention to the yoke, and just as the panels lit ablaze with warning lights, he braced his feet and yanked the yoke back. The force pressed him violently back into the seat, twice the normal recommended gravity, but the ship steadied. His fingers began to click across switches and gauges, as the ship resumed a more gentle ascent.

"Adega Airways offers its sincere apology for any turbulence-related discomfort," Sebastian said, his voice crackling over the ship intercom as he donned a headset.

[7/28/2012 3:43:17 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda fell back with the force and unexpected motion of the pilot, the cockpit flying into complete disarray as she slammed back against the door, losing her cane. Completely disoriented she heard the shot of a blaster and within moment as a body fell back against her.

"Sebastian?!" She shouted, touching over the body, trying to look at it properly, feeling the face for distinctive marks. Her hand beard and her fears ended as she shoved the body away from her and within moments she was free of the g-force, the plane righted and Sebastian speaking over the intercom.

Now calm, Bellinda sat up with some effort, looking about the cockpit.

"You haven't seen my cane, have you?" Her voice weary.

[7/28/2012 3:52:12 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian glanced around and spotted the cane at the copilot's feet. He reached over and grabbed it, then held if back towards Bellinda, eyes staying on the horizon all the while.

"You were -concerned- about me," he crooned. "I'm touched."

[7/28/2012 4:02:16 PM] Sami Brown: Grasping the cane Bellinda pulled herself up with the help of an instrument panel without a word, her blindfold having slipped and her robes gone helter skelter. Settling into the co-pilots chair she righted her blind fold first which had slipped a few inches down over her nose, tightening the red silk back over her face she then adjusted the robes back over her bony shoulders.

"Great work handling the situation." She said with a sigh, settling into her seat.

[7/28/2012 4:20:05 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian guide the ship with skill, watching Bellinda reassemble herself, somewhat entertained by being ignored.

"And a -compliment-," he replied, "How sweet." His tone was just facetious enough to let Bellinda off the hook.

He began to angle the ship slightly, pushing the throttle smoothly forward as the engines grew more and more quiet in response to the thinning of the atmosphere.

"Beautiful view," he said off-handedly, almost automatically in response to the purple dazzling colors of the planet below, which dissolve into a glowing purple haze before relenting to the black vacuum of space.

[7/28/2012 4:33:39 PM] Sami Brown: "Is it now?" She asked, peering through the glass into the nothingness. Color meant nothing, space was simply a wide expanse of nothing, little pinpricks of life hovering in the darkness, faint and hard to see. It was frustrating, her few attempts at learning to fly were miserable failures, far worse than her attempts at lightsaber combat. Some Miraluka were far more adept at such things, some became great pilots, Bellinda wasn't one to pursue such things.

Resting back against the seat she sighed, that last fall had really hurt her leg, the hip and knee screaming as she tried to control pain, breathing in long controlled inhales and exhales.

[7/28/2012 5:09:22 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian felt neither empathy for Bellinda's painful condition, nor guilt for his insensitivity. Instead, he was trying to figure out how the Sith had made such a mistake.

"Great contractor vetting process, the Sith have."

Almost the whole sphere of the planet was visible below, as the ship grew further from the planet.

[7/28/2012 5:17:36 PM] Sami Brown: "That is the first thing I intend to address when we get to Korriban." She said, her voice sharp with agitation.

"I'm terribly sorry that happened, for what it's worth. I can't say I'm involved in the hiring process, though I assure you that such a thing will not happen again..." She trailed off.

"Heads will roll."

[7/28/2012 5:27:08 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian chortled at Bellinda's caustic tone. It was a natural reaction, being furious. Sebastian himself would have turned it into an experiment -- if it wasn't one already -- but he was special and he knew it. So he shrugged.

"No apology necessary, I thought it was all rather entertaining. Though, we'll want to get these corpses on ice rather quickly. They're going to start smelling soon."

The ship accelerated once more, as did the pace of Sebastian's switch-flipping. He placed his palm on a different, smaller throttle lever, and pressed or forward. The stars streaked white, and faded into the psychedelic swirls of hyperspace.

[7/28/2012 5:32:18 PM] Sami Brown: Entertaining? She raised an eyebrow at his response, how queer. This man continually proved that he was far different from the average man. Everything was interesting, was an adventure in his eyes. Perplexing.

"Where did you learn to shoot like that?" Bellinda straightened up in her seat, feeling the intense pressures of re-entering hyperspace. It was a curious feeling, interstellar travel.

[7/28/2012 6:08:05 PM] Ashley A: "When I was at University, a group of business majors used to go down to the local shooting range to blow off steam. It was fun, competitive. Kept up the hobby, you'd be surprised at how popular the range was among the entry-levels after graduation. High stress job. Comes in handy," he said, as if learning how to kill a man from thirty yards was like learning how to knit.

[7/28/2012 7:05:11 PM] Sami Brown: "I'd imagine. Never touched one myself, I doubt my aim would be very good anyway." She said tilting her head towards him, wondering if he had figured out conclusively what she was. Most people never got a chance to, assuming she was merely a kooky blind woman who compensated with the force to an odd extreme.

Though her blindfold had fell earlier, had he noticed?

[7/28/2012 7:23:57 PM] Ashley A: "I'd be concerned if you had," Sebastian mused, and once again their conversation murmured on in small-talk. The ship's heading was sure in Hyperspace, so Sebastian took the opportunity to stow the corpses in the cargo bay.

The rest of the trip proceeded as expected, which was to say it was rather boring. Sebastian saw that the cargo was properly unloaded, confirmed that the credits had arrived in him account, ordered a chartered ship to take him back to Corellia, and called his pilot -- who had waited faithfully at the warehouse -- to meet him there.

He caught Bellinda's attention from across the room and called that he hoped to see her again sometime, before boarding the charter ship and taking to space once more.

[Kella]

[7/28/2012 8:25:43 PM] Sami Brown: "Senator Alexi, so good to see you again, how is your wife?" Bellinda said, her voice high and sociable, extending a hand to the richly dressed gentleman, his hand wrapped tightly around the waist of a tall, heavily bosomed blonde who looked rather disinterested in her surroundings or the ball that happened all around them, though perhaps that was just the effects of plastic surgery.

"Lovely Miss Maskrr, Marge is vacationing with her parents on Naboo. You know what they say, when the flickercats away the vermin will play! Haha!" He laughed richly at his joke, holding his great belly as he held her hand gently before releasing it and carrying on. "Count Martel!" He shouted, leading his bimbo towards the other fancy, rich gentleman.

Alone for a moment, Bellinda took another sip of her drink, a simple whiskey on ice, relishing the warmth of the liquid down her throat. The large ballroom was opulently furnished, full of rich reds and glitter golds. The decor though was lost on the young woman, who more struggled with the awkward texture of her dress and blindfold.

Lord Barrus had asked her to come that night, a wide variety of Sith investors, Aristocrats, even military generals would be there, clients and people who knew her, people who -liked- her. He even ordered a dress, perfectly measured to her form, perhaps it was even flattering.

Long black velvet, dappled with stones to emulate a night sky draped across her skin covering her sparse chest, hugging her tight flat stomach before swelling out to the floor to hide the sharp angles of her hips and legs. Bell shaped sleeves of lace covered her arms and showed just a peek of skin. The matching blindfold had an unusual heaviness to it, shimmering across her made up face.

Another soft sip from her drink and Bellinda searched the crowd, looking for a familiar shape. The compulsion to touch and muss with her hair was driving her crazy, but the ornate swirls and curls that formed her up-do had taken -hours- and she dare not mess with it. Instead she stood there, the drink a place holder she sipped at from occasion, waiting for the next client to spot and chat her up.

[7/28/2012 9:26:45 PM] Ashley A: There was a life to the place, beyond the babble of voices and the movement of the dance floor. There was something in the glitter of the gold leaf on the marble floor, the depth of the red in the velvet, the way the light caught in the glass of the chandelier and was fractured into a thousand pieces.

There was a reason that, when seeing these places quiet and abandoned, one had the eerie sensation of a haunting. Such a room had a spirit and a soul of its own.

The first impression of many people would be to assume that a man like Sebastian would find such an event utterly boring, which was part of why Sebastian found it so interesting. Formal events were often treated as frivolous wastes of time and money. In fact, wars were won and lost in times such as these.

Also, the dancing was fantastic.

He also enjoyed the opportunity to wear one of his more expensive suits, a dark, solid black, with an exquisite texture. Silver cuff links, a red silk scarf at his neck, polished leather shoes, and slicked-back curls completed the perfect picture of an executive man.

He made his rounds, engaging with distinguished businessmen and blushing ladies alike. Whenever he caught a shy, coy look, he returned a charming smile, to much sighing and batting of eyelashes. He'd acquired two finely dressed women, one on each arm, when he spotted a familiar silhouette. A second glance realized that she was not just a similar woman, but the same.

Sebastian dismissed the women on his arms, and they sighed then fluttered off. He swept over to Bellinda, bowed, lightly took her hand, kissed it, then stood.

"What a pleasant surprise, Miss Bellinda," he said warmly.

But before she could respond, "Plain whiskey? In a place like this?" He clicked his tongue and plucked the glass deftly from her hand, then hailed a passing server.

Sebastian dropped the whiskey on the tray, then lifted a glass of a deep red, opaque drink and placed it securely in Bellinda's hand before taking one for himself. The server whisked away, and Sebastian took a long drink, savoring the tang of fruit and liquor.

"My Miss Bellinda, you're very nearly pretty," he observed, with the tone of a genuine compliment.


[7/28/2012 9:52:18 PM] Sami Brown: Dozing off into a daydream of sorts, Bellinda remembered the old sort of parties she had attended, before her Sith days. Luxurious collections of the systems underbelly in large Hutt palaces on Nal Hutta. Nothing nearly as classy at this. It was amazing what a sense of nobility could change the same extravagant ideal.

Suddenly a figure appeared with a familiar aura approached before taking a deep bow. Giving a gently curtsey in return, Bellinda smiled as the gentleman took her small, white hand and kissed it.

"Sebastian, lovely seeing you again, it's been too long." She said quite genuinely as the glass was plucked from her fingers. "Hey, I like whiskey." Red lip poking out in a pout.

A new glass replaced the old and Bellinda sniffed it curiously as Sebastian made some remark concerning her appearance, he even called her pretty, in an offhanded sort of way.

"I wish I could return the compliment." Bellinda smiled, sipping the sweet smelling fruit concoction in hand. "How've you been? Freefalling off speeders after goons, or just enjoying time with you fan club." Tilting her head towards the gaggle of women to their side, giggling and pointing.

"From their reactions I'd wager you're looking quite dashing."

[7/28/2012 10:38:45 PM] Ashley A: "You could always compliment my voice," Sebastian offered sunnily. He then chortled at Bellinda's question, quite amused at the impression he seemed to be making. "Yes, I -am- rather handsome, if I do say so myself. And I do. "

He took a thoughtful drink.

"I've been well. If I told you what I've been up to, I doubt you'd believe me." His words were light with facetious mystery.

"Far more exciting than the 'fan club' though," he added dismissively, and took another drink.

[7/28/2012 10:48:12 PM] Sami Brown: She took another sip, the sweet cocktail dancing over her tongue thoughtfully. "Well, not to fluff your ego or anything, but your voice is quite nice. Very... smooth, I'd call it velvety." Bellinda said with a nod.

"Now, now. You're not getting off the hook that easy." She teased, wiggling a finger, her face almost glowing. "Tell me, what sort of adventures has Sebastian Monroe, genius, billionaire, CEO been up to?" Another dainty sip slithered down her throat, curling up pleasantly with the cool warmth of a well mixed drink.

[7/28/2012 10:59:33 PM] Ashley A: "'Genius', now I'm -really- flattered. Well," he watched the dancers thoughtfully.

"Last month, I went to Illum and battled a dragon, just for fun. Strangled him with my bare hands. Two months before that, I had afternoon tea with the reanimated corpse of a Sith Lord, and just last week I turned into a bird and dive bombed some men who owed me money," he recounted, with perfect sincerity, and just a bit of sneer.

[7/28/2012 11:08:45 PM] Sami Brown: "Sounds thrilling." She returned off-handedly as people passed back and forth around them from the dance floor. "What did you do with the dragon hide? I hear they're quite valuable, make excellent armor." Bellinda nodded seriously.

More quickly than she'd like her glasses contents began to dwindle, the sips becoming far more frequent now and deeper. "I'm going to need another of these." She remarked, glancing around for another member of the wait staff.

"You don't strike me as a tea sort of man though, more brandy or if it's a dry meeting perhaps coffee."

[7/28/2012 11:23:22 PM] Ashley A: "I think I'll use it to upholster the new luxury prototype," he said. "Put it up at the annual auction."

"It's the dry meetings I need the Brandy for," he quipped, finishing off his own drink.

A wave of his hand summoned another server, and he took Bellinda'a glass, exchanging both his and hers for fresh ones.

"A Ross Sunset," he explained. "A mixture of fruit juices, tea, wine, and schnapps, that found its origin on Zeltros. The trick is squeezing the fruit juice fresh, and using cheap wine."

He raised his glass towards her. "A toast, to free alcohol and ambient music."

[7/28/2012 11:34:12 PM] Sami Brown: "Indeed!" She said reaching up to the far taller man with her glass. Bellinda hadn't quite realized the difference in height before. She usually stood a respectful distance, preoccupied with other such things, like goons trying to kill her, or giving a sensational tour, to notice. Everyone was taller, but next to him the girl realized she was like a child in his shadow.

The glasses tinkled together and Bellinda took a deep sip from her glass, enjoying the sweet cocktail once more, perhaps she needed to explore alcohol more often.

[7/28/2012 11:36:44 PM] Ashley A: "Now," he said, after draining a third of his glass, "I do believe it is my social obligation to ask how -you-'ve been, Miss Bellinda."

[7/28/2012 11:40:26 PM] Sami Brown: "Same old, same old." She remarked with a wave of her hand. "Lord Barrus has me spending more and more time off world with investors. They've finally trusted me with walking the dogs and the dry cleaning. In fact, that's why I'm here. Apparently I'm rather... -popular- amongst the clients and Aristocrats. Here I was thinking I was joining the Sith Order, not a PR firm." Shrugging she leaned back against her cane, feeling with her manicured fingernails across the smooth hilt, fingering over the embedded crystal.

[7/28/2012 11:42:40 PM] Ashley A: "I'm quite proud, though I agree, that's rather strange." He let the comment settle for a moment. "You, popular? That -is- a mystery."

[7/28/2012 11:46:25 PM] Sami Brown: "You'd imagine they'd be more for the tall curvy type, but I'm not complaining." Another sip. "And awww, pride? That's just a step away from caring- I'm touched." Bellinda said with a teasing raise of her eyebrows.

[7/28/2012 11:48:44 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian snorted with amusement. "I'm proud of my racehorses when they win, though that doesn't mean I particularly care about what happens to them the rest of the time. There will always be new colts to bet on. Or fillies, in this case," he said, declining his glass towards Bellinda.

[7/28/2012 11:53:00 PM] Sami Brown: "As I said, it's a step." She sipped again, regarding the still giggling group of women to their side.

"Though, if you don't care, then why are you talking with me instead of them?" Bellinda asked, a touch of sincerity in her voice as she tilted her head gently towards the fawning women.

"Not that I'm complaining, I just grow weary of their obnoxious giggling and glances." she said with a shrug and another sip.

[7/28/2012 11:59:29 PM] Ashley A: "You're -marginally- less boring," he said, sounding deliberately reluctant to even imply a compliment. "Want to really shut them up?" he asked, mischief thick in his tone. Sebastian deposited his empty class on the tray of a passing server, then stepped towards the ballroom floor and extended a hand back to Bellinda.

"May I have this dance?"

[7/29/2012 12:10:21 AM] Sami Brown: "Glad to hear that, I do pride myself on my sparkling conversation." Her voice light hearted and cheerful as she downed the end of her glass, feeling delightfully... sunny? It was hard to place the last time she had felt quite this way. Probably the alcohol.

A hand extended towards her, asking her for a dance. "Your... asking the crippled blind girl to dance?" She said confused handing her glasses away and taking the large, warm hand into her small cold one. "Why not? I've got a decent buzz going enough for this." Bellinda muttered softly.

[7/29/2012 12:15:45 AM] Ashley A: "Now -that's- the spirit. Just wait 'till you get hammered," he said coyly, and then swept the diminutive Bellinda off of her feet. Quite literally. His hands rested firmly, yet gently, at her waist, and though her toes dangled they did not touch the ground. He swept across the dance floor with expert ease, keeping perfect time with the music and perfect pace with the many other dancers. It was an up-tempo waltz, with smooth movements and even time.

"You're doing quite well for a beginner," Sebastian said encouragingly, "You haven't stepped on my toes at all."

[7/29/2012 12:18:52 AM | Edited 12:27:24 AM] Sami Brown: "Ahahaha! Oh!" Bellinda laughed and giggled, squeezing his hand in hers, the other holding his shoulder in the other tiny hand. Her dress fluttered beneath her as Sebastian spun and swirled her across the dance floor, she couldn't help but enjoy the sensation.

"This is great, thank you." She smiled looking up at the dashing gentlemen who, quite literally swept Bells off her feet. As they danced Bellinda felt thoughtful once more, leaning against his chest lightly, feeling the fabric of his suit. A soft, buttery texture beneath her finger tips, it was delightful.

[7/29/2012 12:35:58 AM] Ashley A: "You're quite welcome," he replied, and seemed to be enjoying himself as well.

He smiled as she leaned in closer, but the mischief still lingered in his eyes.

"Naboo cotton," he said, "An industry nearly devastated by the great Bantha stampede of '82. The craft persevere and recovered, for which I am very glad." His voice was hushed, as he spoke quietly into her ear.

[7/29/2012 12:45:52 AM] Sami Brown: "You are just full of surprises... Or lies, I'm never sure." She replied, still gently fingering the suit, its texture and weight -perfect-. She'd have to talk to Lord Barrus about her next dress being made from similar material, far more comfortable than the fuzzy, lush velvet she wore.

[7/29/2012 12:55:24 AM] Ashley A: "Now, why would I -ever- lie to you, Miss Bellinda?"

The waltz ended, followed seamlessly by a quick tango, whose rapid pace and many turns did not lend it well to talking. The tango offered a rousing, passionate finish, before the miniature orchestra stroked their instruments into a slow, majestic number.

"Wonderful music, tonight," he said with genuine approval.

[7/29/2012 1:04:57 AM] Sami Brown: "Indeed, I've always admire those who could play, I've always been rather talentless when it comes to the arts." She remarked off handedly as Sebastian led and swept her through the waltz and into a rapid tango. The rapid pace and twirling had brought out more childish giggles from the petite red head and then flowed into a softer, slower number.

Bellinda wiggled her feet, the slippered toes dangling just about the floor, never meeting throughout their spinning and twirling.

"What's your favorite Airship? Out of all the ones you've helped make and design for Adega, which one do you like the best?"

[7/29/2012 1:12:31 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian was both pleased and surprised to hear the little woman giggle. It meant he wasn't losing his touch. This could get far more interesting, yet.

"Henrietta," he answered. "I call her Henny. She's the first prototype of the first Airship I ever designed from the ground up. I've sold all the rest, since then, but not Henny. Made some amateur mistakes in the design, but they give her character.

"I don't fly her often, as the newer ships are undoubtedly more efficient, and fun in different ways. But I'd never sell Henny. She's a bit like the perfect dance partner."

[7/29/2012 1:20:01 AM] Sami Brown: "Henrietta... I like it." She said with a nod as they swayed and moved together, face rested softly against his chest as they moved in time with the music, gently twirling from time to time. It was pleasant, this dancing, perhaps she'd have to come to more of events like this.

[7/29/2012 1:36:02 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian led Bellinda through several more songs, quite amused by the odd looks his dance partner attracted from the men, and the wistful smiles his charity inspired among the women.

It was not fair to say that the Sith were unempathetic villains. No, that only fairly applied to Sebastian.

He dances his way over to the cluster of low, white tables on one side of the room, depositing Bellinda gently in a plush high-back chair, resting her came against the arm before reclining in the chair opposite. A server approached and offered glasses of a clear green liquid, which Sebastian gladly accepted for both of them.

"If you ever make it to Corellia," he said conversationally, "I'll introduce you to Henrietta."

[7/29/2012 1:46:04 AM | Edited 1:53:30 AM] Sami Brown: "What's Corellia like? Are you from there, originally I mean?" Bellinda asked, sniffing the curious liquid before taking a tentative sip. It tasted like star fruit and mint and sour all at once, but not terribly unpleasant. Resting an elbow against the silky white clothed table Bellinda smiled brightly, her head propped up in her hand.

A quick glance around the area confirmed that they were not being gawked at anymore, which was far more comfortable than before the dancing, and while the woman was sure she and Sebastian had attracted some attention out on the dance floor. There were no regrets, spinning and whirling in time to the music like that was something she had felt since the incident far out of reach, it was nice to be proven wrong.

"I might have to make you a lightsaber in return for that, I don't think I've had fun like that in a long time."

[7/29/2012 1:59:54 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian chortled. "No need, hearing you say that is reward enough. ... Actually, scratch that, a lightsaber would be -really- fantastic.

"As to Corellia, no, I'm not originally from there. I grew up on Tralus. Moved to Corellia for University, and never left. At least, my center of operations never did. I've been all over the galaxy, but Corellia's still home." He let the taste of the new drink roll over his tongue for a moment, trying to pick out the individual ingredients. If you could, it was a bad recipe.

"What about you, Miss Bellinda, where do you call -home-?"

[7/29/2012 2:08:16 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda thought it over for a moment, sipping absently at the queer cocktail as she considered her answer. "I was born on Coruscant, spent most of my formative years there... Though I don't really consider it home, nor Nar Shaddaa and all the time I've spent there, and Korriban is still new to me in most ways. Sleeping in a cot in the barracks, not exactly homey." She said without a drop of self pity or disappointment.

"So, I wouldn't say I have a -home- anymore, just a place to sleep, which I'll continue to be thankful for." Another gentle sip before adding "You don't have to keep calling me 'Miss', this is purely a social gathering after all."

[7/29/2012 1:22:03 PM] Ashley A: "'Bellinda' doesn't suit you," he said dismissively, "It's too... large a name."

Sebastian considered this for a moment. "'Lin' suits you much better." He nodded with satisfaction.

[7/29/2012 1:34:19 PM] Ashley A: His gaze wandered the dance floor. "I haven't been to a party this extravagant since the CBA charity ball."

[7/29/2012 1:43:41 PM] Sami Brown: "CBA?" She asked with genuine curiosity, mulling over the choice in nickname he gave her. Bellinda or in this case, Lin hadn't had a nickname in several years, the last being gifted to her by a mercenary she worked with on occasion who had the tendency to call her Peepers. But Lin was... nice, for what it was worth.

Taking another glance about the ball she smiled memories of the Hutt palaces and parties filling her.

"The last time I did something like this was for Hutt Nemoria's birthday party, though the guests were of a bit... different class." She smirked, hands mussing with a curl that had come loose during the dancing.

"Hutt parties are always fun, a party with less than 7 deaths is considered a dull affair." Bellinda mused, remembering fondly how she had taken the opportunity several times at such occasions to bring someone particularly vicious to justice.

[7/29/2012 2:09:36 PM] Ashley A: "The Central Business Association," he explained. "A regulatory and accreditation organization. Membership assures customers of both the business's credibility and stability."

He smiled at the mention of the Hutts. "Sounds like my kind of party," he said. "Maybe I'll have to crash one sometime." Nothing belied the fact that Sebastian had actually been to three such parties, though he'd only been responsible for deaths after the fact.

"If you don't mind my asking, who did you work for, on Nar Shaddaa?" he asked casually. "I have a lot of connections there."

[7/29/2012 2:22:55 PM] Sami Brown: "Officially I worked under a Dark Jedi named Jorah, but he worked under Bieli the Hutt, I left my position after Jorah's death." She said conversationally, sipping from her drink, not hinting at her part in Jorah's death or the serious repercussions Bellinda suffered had for it. "I also did a lot of freelance work while I was there as well, bounty hunting and what not. Nothing to write home about."

"I miss it sometimes, but I like where I am now. There wasn't much more for me there anymore, which is why I accepted the offer to join the Sith. New horizons and things to learn. Never thought that joining the Sith would get me somewhere like this though."

[7/29/2012 2:35:54 PM] Ashley A: "Ah, -Bieli-," he said, but offered no more.

He nodded at her work summary. "The Sith have well developed depth and dimension, more than most people would expect. I've rather enjoyed working with them so far. They certainly have a lot of unique requests, as you saw last time we met." He smiled. "The Sith have been... stimulating."

[7/29/2012 3:04:27 PM] Sami Brown: "Stimulating... What an excellent way to put it." She said downing the last of her drink and ordering another drink from a passing waiter with only the words 'surprise me'. Within moments a colorful and certainly appetizing cocktail was back in front of her, being sniffed curiously. It smelled stronger than the other drinks she had throughout the night.

Taking a deep sip she savored the sweetness of the bright drink. Layers of fruit flavors and liquors piled together in a sort of rainbow, drowned in a good deal of Zeltrosian rum. It was delectable.

"So, when you're not running a business and strangling dragons and twirling around cripples, what do you do?" Bellinda asked, taking another deep sip of the strong drink. He body felt warm and tingly, a happy sort of feeling, as her head buzzed about.

[7/29/2012 3:33:57 PM] Ashley A: "I read," he said, sipping the glass of wine he's ordered when Bellinda had requested her surprise. She was loosening up.

"Practice Martial Arts, fiddle around with new prototype designs, play piano. Those are my more consistent hobbies, though I've dabbled in just about everything.

"And you, Lin? Have any hobbies, other than being blind and crippled and crushing men to death?"

[7/29/2012 3:42:01 PM] Sami Brown: "Well, aren't you just a jack of all trades?" She remarked pleasantly before shifting in her seat some.

"Well, I do a fair bit more than crushing people, that can just be so brutish, I'll have to show you sometime what I can do with electricity." Bellinda smirked.

"Though I will say, being blind and cripple do take up a good portion of my free time. Hey! I was wondering... " She began, taking another sip of the rainbow liquid before finishing.

"Could I touch your face?"

[7/29/2012 3:50:18 PM] Ashley A: Electricity? Now that sounded interesting.

[7/29/2012 3:51:18 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian chortled. "But -Lin-, we hardly know each other."

[7/29/2012 4:00:35 PM] Sami Brown: "Oh please, I've seen you kill two men." She laughed.

"I can't see your face, well I can see that you have a head and it looks fairly human in shape, but I can't -see- your face. If I touch it I can have a better idea of what you look like." She explained with a shrug head down as though she were -fascinated- by the contents within.

[7/29/2012 4:01:30 PM] Sami Brown: "If you're terribly uncomfortable with the idea you can just say no."

[7/29/2012 4:30:45 PM] Ashley A: "Hey, I killed -three-." He sounded hurt. But when she explained the nature of her sight, he listened, intrigued. Was this some other ability the Force offered, he'd have to do more research later.

And by 'research', he meant observing Bellinda.

"I never said that," he said cheekily, invitingly.

[7/29/2012 4:46:21 PM] Sami Brown: Without a word Bellinda scurried up over her seat and sat down rather gracefully on the tabletop in front of Sebastian. The height difference between the two was over a foot and there was no other way to properly do what she planned without leveling the playing field some.

Without a word Bellinda regarded the blank slate in front of her, the Force gifted her species enough to see the basic shape of things, an rough outline and impressions. In Sebastian's case, from this distance, she could see slight the depression of his eyes, the curve of his chin. Carefully, slowly she outstretched a hand, the finger splayed open before gently brushing against his warm cheek.

The skin was soft, freshly shaven beneath her fingertips as she dragged them gently across it before cupping the cheek with her palm, imprinting the feel of it to memory.

[7/29/2012 4:54:20 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian smiled. Bellinda had a light touch, but of greater note, she was only a few minutes away from being thoroughly sloshed.

[7/29/2012 5:11:48 PM] Sami Brown: He hadn't yelped or cringed from her touch, so another curious hand reached up to the second cheek holding it lightly in her cool hand. Fingers slipped down over his chin, feeling the line of his jaw and the muscles stretch into a smile beneath her touch. Wandering digits moved lightly across his lips and over his cheek bones, feeling their height and gently running over the curve of his nose.

In her mind she began to paint a picture, filling in the gaps of the imagine. It was approximate of course, such things couldn't be exact. Skimming over his brow and forehead Bellinda smiled before withdrawing, satisfied.

[7/29/2012 5:12:02 PM] Sami Brown: "Your hair is slicked back or I'd play with it too."

[7/29/2012 5:37:50 PM] Ashley A: "Rain check," he said. Though she had withdrawn, she was still close, and Sebastian raised a hand, too slow to startle. Gently, he pushed the up to her forehead. He made no comment, and simply ran his thumb along the smooth edge of the empty socket. He slid the blindfold back into place, then smiled.

"Well, am I as dashing as I sound?"

[7/29/2012 5:50:16 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda sat quietly, feeling him lift the blind fold up and gently touch beneath her small brow bone, running his thumb just over the smooth empty socket before replacing the bedazzled blindfold.

"Mystery solved?" She asked him as he pulled away, no doubt he'd been curious as to the nature of her blindness.

"You have a weak chin, but an excellent jaw and cheek bones. No horrible deformities, so you get an A in my book." Her hand going back to her drink, sipping it lightly as she wiggled her dangling legs from the tabletop.

[7/29/2012 6:30:24 PM] Ashley A: "No," he replied quietly, though the answer seemed to please him.

"That is what the women like about me, my lack of horrible deformities."

"I wish I could return the compliment," he added cheekily.

[7/29/2012 6:41:09 PM] Sami Brown: "Well, we can't all be so lucky." She said holding up her cocktail glass for a moment before downing the last of the delicious liquid with a sigh. "Doesn't seem to bother you much."

[7/29/2012 6:50:32 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian watched Bellinda tip back her drink, feet still swinging. "Enjoying yourself?"

[7/29/2012 6:58:22 PM] Sami Brown: "Very much so." She said with a decisive nod, setting the empty glass back down on the table top, fingering the smoothness of it absently. "Are you?"

The air in the wide open room was cool and pleasant, her pale face flushed red with the drink. Bellinda was happily intoxicated, a rarity for those who knew her and enjoying the swinging of her feet over the edge of the table.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?" She asked, suddenly self conscious.

[7/29/2012 7:22:54 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed heartily, good humor brought on by the atmosphere.

"Don't flatter yourself, it would take far more to make me uncomfortable." He flagged a server to exchange her drink once again.

"I'm having a -wonderful- time," he said, with the warmth of sincerity.

Curiosity tingled at the edge of his brain, or maybe it was just the familiar buzz. Sebastian wondered just how drunk he could get her.

[7/29/2012 7:27:16 PM] Sami Brown: "Thank goodness." Taking the fresh new drink and sipping from it. "Because I'd hate to be making a fool of myself."

[7/29/2012 7:32:15 PM] Ashley A: "Well I didn't say that," Sebastian said conspiratorially.

He leaned back in his chair. "Now, I do believe this is the part of the program where we engage in vicious gossip. Did you see Senator Alexi's new trophy?"

[7/29/2012 7:39:00 PM] Sami Brown: "The woman?" Asked Bellinda as she hopped from her spot on the table top with a light thud, landing on her good leg and supporting herself as she bounded back into her seat. Settling back on the comfortable cushions she adjusted into a far more dignified position, sipping at the cocktail.

"She was rather... top heavy."

[7/29/2012 7:51:01 PM] Ashley A: "Indeed, and her dress was -hideous-. Botched nose job, too. Alexi sure knows how to pick them. And Bekok has to have hired his Bimbo, she's quite fine and he is an -ugly- fellow."

[7/29/2012 7:56:11 PM] Sami Brown: "Did you see Countess Marline? I swear she's got higher cheek bones every time I see her, and you know it's -bad- if I notice." Another sip.

"And is it just me or does Senator Brenan get more rotund with every appearance? I swear, a few more events like these and we'll be rolling him out of the door." She giggled, being careful. Senator Alexi and his bimbo were one thing, they were clients and bad mouthing about them could be dangerous, instead bringing the conversation towards people she had met but didn't deal with.

[7/29/2012 8:47:52 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian and Bellinda continued to banter about the various other guess, complete with unfortunately (or fortunately) timed cameos by said guests.

Eventually, the number of guests began to dwindle, and then the band stroked it's last note. Sebastian and Bellinda stood to leave, and she wobbled dramatically. He was quickly at her side, arm under hers.

"Let me walk you out."

[7/29/2012 9:04:12 PM | Edited 9:05:02 PM] Sami Brown: "Oh thanks." Bellinda said, her arm entwined with his, little hands clasped over his. Steadily they made their way through the now cavernous ballroom and parlor walking with the flood of guests calling goodbye over their shoulder.

Bellinda was quite drunk and had a marvelous time chatting and drinking and all in all making a fool of herself. Sebastian escorted the stumbling Bellinda to her ship and safely onboard before parting, like a true gentleman. With a smile he reassured her that they'd see one another again soon as Bellinda began to doze in her seat.

[7/29/2012 9:05:15 PM] Sami Brown: The ball was, by all accounts a success

[Kella]

[7/29/2012 10:15:28 PM] Sami Brown: Once more at Lord Barrus' beck and call Bellinda was sent to Corellia for a meeting. It was awkward, having to spend the day on a Republic planet, going to meetings dressed up as a civilian in a simple, yet fancy grey dress, but it was a living. This life doing public relations between clients and going to events was different, far different than what she had imagined when joining the Sith. The Jedi spoke of dark halls and darker masters, secrets being whispered and betrayals.

That was all true of course, but what they neglected was the rich parties, the boring meetings, the flights around the galaxy and correspondence with clients and the public. There was so much more to the Sith that the secrets and the power, there was a face, a united front, and people who supported them. Bellinda just happened to be a part of the face, and it wasn't a bad job.

The meeting went far quicker than expected and she was expected back in the morning, why waste the rest of the day? With a quick flick of her wrist and a few choice words Bellinda Maskrr informed a Mr. Sebastian Monroe of being on planet and within moment a speeder picked her up and delivered her at the door of his vast estate.

Straightening her dress and leaning lightly on her cane Bellinda put on her winning smile before ringing the bell.

[7/29/2012 10:55:43 PM] Ashley A: A man in a well-pressed black suit answered the door, grey mustache and beard nearly trimmed, turban without a fold out of place.

"Right this way, Miss Maskrr," he said, without expression, and turned toward the interior of the mansion. The door opened into a broad foyer, with gleaming wooden floors and delicate gold leaf winding its way up the walls. A grand staircase curved a graceful arch up to the open second level. To the left was an well furnished sitting room with a stone fireplace and a grand piano, to the right, a broad dining room.

The butler lead Bellinda under the shadow of the staircase, down a moderately lengthed hall whose walls were lined with ornate tapestries, to another set of broad double-doors. Great pains had been taken to ensure that the state-of-the-art amenities of the home were undetectable.

The doors swing open of their own accord, revealing a broad, multi-tiered patio. Sebastian had been lounging in a long chair, reading a data pad. The sea breeze ruffled his curls and loose shirt. Though the door made only the slightest of sounds, he looked up, and offered Bellinda a bright smile.

"Thank you, Ramadhin," he said, standing. "That will be all."

The butler gave his employer a stiff bow, then returned trough the doors.

"Welcome to my humble abode, Lin," he said brightly, with a broad, expansive gesture.

[7/29/2012 11:24:14 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda wandered mind forming a mental map of the large mansion, appreciating the subtleties of the architecture and the and the layout of the room. Most decor was something she couldn't quite wrap her head around, but the design the feel of the rooms themselves was -rich- and old world.

Wooden doors and grand staircases, a piano and stone fireplaces. It wasn't overdone like the over-the-top opulence of the Sith Aristocrats or sleazy like the palaces of the Hutts, it was in the way, juuust right.

As the butler led her quietly through the halls and the wide swinging doors, the smell of salty breeze hit her as she wandered out onto the impressive deck. The breeze whipped through her long red hair, bringing a bright smile to the petite woman's face, as Sebastian welcomed her.

"Thank you, it's truly lovely. You have an impressive home." She smiled, leaning on her cane gently, reaching into the pocket of her skirt she withdrew a simple keychain, in the shape of the planet. "Also, great gift shop, picked this up for your butler."

[7/29/2012 11:31:39 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian gave her an odd look, but it quickly faded into a wider smile. He took it, nodded approvingly, and tucked it in a pocket.

"He will appreciate it greatly. Now, for the tour." He clapped his hands together, somewhat more animated than he had been in the past. The mansion was something of which he was rather proud, and showing it off stroked his narcissism.

"Does the top sound like a good place to start?"

[7/29/2012 11:41:43 PM] Sami Brown: "Sure, however you'd like." She smiled presenting her arm to the much taller man. "I'm sure it will be far more interesting than the dreadfully boring meeting I just had with Senator Jere. " Bellinda said with a shake of her head.

"Thank you for taking me in at such notice, I was almost afraid I'd be interrupting another one of your fabulous adventures."

[7/29/2012 11:53:35 PM] Ashley A: "Even the most illustrious adventurers must make time for leisure."

He lead her along the deck, up several tiers to the highest and smallest. It was bordered on all three sides by a railing, the last by a gate, and didn't seem to lead anywhere. However, there was a small panel inset next to the gate, and with the press of a button, the tier began to move. It rose in a precisely straight line, despite its lack of a guiding track.

"Please keep all legs, arms, heads, and analogous appendages inside the deck until it has come to a full and complete stop."

And so it did, smoothly gliding into place, perfectly even with the edge of the mansion's highest level, whose walls comprised only small panels of glass. A section of the wall receded into the vaulted roof above, and Sebastian led Bellinda off of the lift.

All four walls of the house were visible, the room cavernous and undivided. No less than a dozen vehicles were arranged on the floor, but with none of the industry of a garage, and all of the artistry of a dealership showroom.

"I do believe I owe you a ride, Lin," he said. "Take your pick."

[12:02:56 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda tottered for a moment, not expected the tier to move but steadying herself quickly with Sebastian' arm. As they rose she looked around, enjoying the brief glimpse she was given through the windows of each floor. There was quite a bit too tour. Excellent.

"You are just full of surprises." she remarked as the elevator stopped effortlessly before a glass paneled showroom, Sebastian offering her a pick from his private collection.

Ships and speeders of brilliant shining metal and sleek curves covered the room, it would take an hour or more to look and appraise each one. Bellinda though, already had one in mind.

"Which one is Henny?"

[12:07:47 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian was not pleased, so much as he did not have to be disappointed. He lead her to the very center of the showroom, which rightly seemed like a place of honor. The air speeder had elegant, though outdated lines, and its matte black paint lacked the dazzle and sparkle of the other speeders. And yet, that was part of Henny's charm. She had an organic look to her, less machine and more creature of the air.

"The infamous Henny," he announced.

[12:24:44 AM] Sami Brown: "May I?" Bellinda asked, hands outstretched and fingers wiggling in anticipation. Not quite waiting for permission she ran her fingers across the cool metal exterior, feeling the lines and movement of the vehicle. It charm and character in every line and part. Bellinda was no speeder expert, but she could feel the care and love that had gone into it.

"She's beautiful."

[12:34:02 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian nodded his approval. "She is." As if of its own accord, the door on the passenger side swung up and open, and Sebastian extended an arm to help Bellinda in. He walked around to the other side, then took his own seat behind the yoke.

The vaults of the roof began to slide past each other, a bright line of light growing into the expanse of the sky. The repulsors thrummed as the air speeder rose, until it hovered just over the mansion. Behind, the ocean rippled off into the horizon, and ahead was the slithering profile of the river, as it emerged from the rolling tans and greens of the Corellian coast.

"Ready?" His hand hovered over the throttle.

[12:36:21 AM] Sami Brown: Clicking her safety belt into position Bellinda smiled at Sebastian before looking out over the Corellian coast. The way the sea met the land, the outline quivering and moving as it did, was mesmerizing.

"Go."

[12:47:35 AM] Ashley A: Henrietta -growled- with the sudden acceleration, seeming to enjoy it as much as Sebastian. Faster and faster and faster she flew, following the curves and contours of the river. There was a glint of movement below -- one of the grav-trains that ran between Tyrena and the golden beaches. A twisting dive ended in a graceful curve, which brought the speeder parallel to the train. Henny kept perfect pace, hovering next to the speeding train, so close that Bellinda could have reached out and touched the train's smooth glass, to which a dozen faces were suddenly plastered. Sebastian accelerated until he was even with the engine, offered the conductor a mock-salute, then pulled up into a near-vertical ascent to avoid the broad face of a hill as the train disappeared into a tunnel.

This seemed like a typical drive to Sebastian, however. He angled the speeder in a wide, banking turn that showcased every angle of the landscape, before guiding her back towards the sea. Before long, the coast was only a glimmering gold ribbon, nothing but the shaken sheet of the ocean below.

[12:55:50 AM] Sami Brown: The rapid acceleration pushed Bellinda back her seat with an umph. Faster and faster they went, Bellinda stared out at the landscape, Corellia rushing by. It was phenomenal, words could not express flying like this. Within moments they had caught up with a train, moving so perfectly at its pace that Bellinda and a small girl with the tree, noses pressed up to the glass stared and waved at one another for a long moment as giggles tumbled happily from their mouths.

Suddenly they speed up, glass filled with the faces of on looking passengers before they suddenly tipped back, rushing up and up over the face of a mountain. More giggles escaped the woman as a hand moved quickly to her suppress them, clamped loosely over her pinkish lips.

"This is amazing." She said softly, observing the ocean, every wave and toss and turn in perfect detail, the organic ever moving lines a feat to behold.

[1:11:32 AM] Ashley A: "Glad to see I'm not the only adrenaline junky," he said, seeming genuinely pleased. The speeder aligned itself, parallel to the shore, but continued climbing at an even pace. Up, up, until the coastline was visible for miles, glimmering like a rivulet of molten metal, and Tyrena was visible, straddled across the wide river.

Higher and higher, until the bellies of the clouds above formed a ceiling, and then up through a moment of sheer white before the tops of the cloud became the floor, the turquoise blue of the ocean breaking through the gaps. The speeder followed the shapes of the clouds, circling for a full few of the cumulous, skipping across the stratus. Henny's character shone, then, the way she handled curves and dips in the thin air.

A thrilling dive brought them back within a hundred yards of the ground, and Henny thrummed over the scowls of the tourists below. This was the best way to see the Golden Beaches, to truly appreciate their beauty and scope.

Henrietta seemed to sigh reluctantly as Sebastian eased off the throttle, slowing to a hover. The roof and the glass seemed to rise around them, as Sebastian set her gently back in her place.

[1:21:10 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda ooooh's and ahhh'd throughout the voyage, the part that left her speechless was the clouds. Never before had she truly seen something like this. The wispy vapor, condensed and collected, both intangible and right there, the way the Force seemed to move and sit within them was indescribable. Like a constant swirling of water, lines that moved and wiggles in such a way, like brush strokes. For the first time in her life Bellinda wondered if this is what art was like.

As they tipped back into a dive Bellinda pressed back against her seat, laughing once more as the rush of plummeting back to Corellia filled her, heart pounding as she lifted from her seat as they returned on a horizontal path, combing over the beach. Nose against glass Bellinda smiled and stared at the beach goers, their envious gaze filling her.

Almost too soon they returned, settling gently back into Sebastian's show room, the sky still wide and stretched out above them.

"After that, everything else you have to show me is sure to disappoint." Bellinda teased

[1:27:47 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian chortled. "Oh, just you wait," he said quietly.

After an hour or so, it seemed as if Bellinda would be rice. He showed her through the various rooms of the upper mansion. There were over a dozen bedrooms and several sitting rooms, no less than two bars, a room dedicated to a plethora of musical instruments and another solely to a collection of fine art.

The kitchen was enormous and well-stocked, fully capable of providing a half-dozen courses for the three-dozen chairs in the dining room. It was the sort of place in which a massive party could be hosted, a function it fulfilled monthly. Lastly was Sebastian's private office.

Unlike the other rooms, this one received no running commentary of features, no impromptu history lessons. Instead, Sebastian simply leaned back against the broad oak desk, and looked back at Bellinda, appraising her. The red hair, still slightly mussed by the sea breeze, the silk blindfold, the diminutive stature and skeletal build, the twisted leg and lack-luster cane, a shadow of an awed smile still playing at her lips. The length of silence no doubt passed into the uncomfortable.

[1:37:56 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda was a perfect guest, fascinated by the history of each item and feature, asking thoughtful and curious questions on the construction, which Sebastian answered animatedly, an enthusiastic young man showing off his toys and collections. It here during this tour that Bellinda truly saw all that the -very- accomplished man had dabbled in. Art, history, music, technology, cooking, at times it was overwhelming that a single person could do and collect and try so many things, and yet it all seemed to fit with her picture of Sebastian Monroe.

Suddenly they had reached the final room on the final floor, a cozy office with an excellent view of the beach, a large solid looking desk and Sebastian sitting at the end of his desk, staring at her wordlessly. No comments, not fun facts or trivia, merely silence. Bellinda looked over the room for a moment, eyes scanning the room before falling onto a slightly smaller but well cushioned chair.

With a wave of her hand the chair moved forward, Bellinda sitting gently down, the Force propelling her to the center of the desk, where her hands folded neatly, looking over Sebastian.

"You're probably wondering why I've called you in here today, Mr. Monroe? I believe we need to have a frank discussion concerning your work performance."

[1:49:17 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed. "No," he said, "Simply making a decision."

He stood and picked up a small statue off of his desk, a wooden four-winged bird with precisely carved feathers, whose grain gave it a startlingly realistic texture. He turned then to the bookshelves that lined the wall across from the window, removing from the shelf four well-loved books. He placed the statue in their place, and though there was no groove or latch, there was the lightest click. Sebastian spun the bird first clockwise, then counter, then back again, a combination lock in memorized angles. There was another click, and Sebastian gently swept the bird's forewings back, the seams of the mechanism perfectly hidden in the grain of the wood. There was a much louder click, though still softer than the sound of a pen falling to the floor. Yet, it was as if that pen weighed a ton, as the floor began to sink. The marble tiles were laid in a radiating circular pattern, which now began to sink, each settling at a different height and forming a spiral staircase down into the floor. The stairs ended in darkness, but only for a moment before a soft white light gradually grew brighter.

"Now," he said, replacing the bird in its place on his desk, "For the -real- tour."

[12:19:04 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda sat quietly as Sebastian did his routine, watching with curious interest. The process was so intricate and done so quickly, it was only a few seconds before a loud click shattered the silence and the floor began to shift beneath them. Standing up, she clutched her cane as the spiral marble staircase formed. Looking down into its depth's Bellinda mused.

"If this is where you keep the dungeon and the trophy room of corpses, I'm not sure if I'm up to this tour." She smiled before stepping forward lightly and beginning their descent.

[12:57:18 PM] Ashley A: "Don't worry, those have been tastefully excluded from the guided tour."

Given the height of the staircase, the room below couldn't have been anything other than underground, but it would have been easy to forget. The walls were frosted glass, which glowed with white light, and this floor was also marble tile. There were two doors, each centered on a wall, but straight ahead was a pair of tall metal panels.

These slid apart, revealing the interior of a large box, similar to a lift. Sebastian gestured for Bellinda to step inside, and the panels slid shut behind her. This space, also, was designed in such a way to utterly defeat any sense of claustrophobia.

Sebastian keyed another panel and the box began to move, though horizontally, rather than vertically. The frosting on the front most panel of glass faded, and Sebastian watched the lights of the tunnel streak by. Though, Bellinda would be enjoying the same perception, regardless of the opacity of the glass.

The lift passed several branches and even more doorways, but in the space of a minute had reached the end of its track.

The front panel of the lift withdrew, revealing a broad, tall room. The floor was smooth and glossy black, like Onyx, the walls made of the same material though roughed to a matte finish in swirling patterns. There was a bank of computer screens to the right, an arrangement of tall databank shelves to the left.

But, by and far, the main focus of the room was the wall across from the lift. It was twenty feet tall and forty-five feet wide, a massive panel of glass that held at bay the thousands of gallons of water of a massive fish tank. Though, this tank held more than just average fish. Among the rays and the eels and the little shimmering schools, sharks casually glided. Large ones and small ones, striped and spotted, some sleek, others with so many teeth that they seemed to spill out.

Sebastian walked forward slowly, taking a moment for his own appreciation before turning to Bellinda.

[1:14:06 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda watched carefully, peering into the depths of the elaborate underground tunnel. If she focused she could see the layout, the winding subterranean tunnels and complex machinery that went into making this lair work, but Bellinda withdrew her gaze, preferring to take it a step at a time, at Sebastian's pace.

This was far more than a simple showing off, unlike the rest of his house. This was guarded, and for a long moment Bellinda wondered why he'd decided to show her, though she kept such thoughts to herself.

Stepping out of the lift, Bellinda's eyes were drawn immediately to the towering tank, filled with sea life she had never seen before. Her mouth formed an awe'd 'O' as she stepped forward, cane clicking lightly against the glossy black floor.

"This is phenomenal." She murmured, hands touching the glass as she looked on, feeling the Force and the life through each of the creatures within. The sharks, the eels, the fish, the rays, all of them she could see the vivid outline imprinting it within her mind, cherishing it forever.

[1:30:21 PM] Ashley A: "It is, isn't it," Sebastian replied.

Centered at the base of the tank, easy to overlook at first glance, was a tunnel in the glance. Sebastian lead Bellinda through the twenty-foot depth of the tank, surrounded nearly entirely by the life of the tank.

The other end of the tunnel opened into a wide atrium, just as tall and even deeper than the last room. The floor was also glossed to a mirror. Just to the left, against the tank was a bar, and to the right a square of couches.

But in this room, the ceiling, the walls, were all made of glass, revealing the atrium's location.

It was nestled on the floor of the ocean. Bands of coral radiated outward towards the depths, as full of life as color. A boat creased the surface of the water above, while the shadow of a massive ray, thirty feet across, glided past.

At the end of the room, where the ceiling curved downward to bring the ocean even closer, was a grand piano and a single chair.

"Still disappointed?" he teased.

[1:43:06 PM] Sami Brown: As they walked and the underwater world all around them opened up, revealing her hidden world to them Bellinda couldn't help but stare in wonder at the world around her. It was beautiful, the way the ocean and its life swirled and moved around them. Bellinda stood for a long while in the center of the room, overwhelmed by the sea life all around her.

"I see now why you kept this such a secret." She said simply, walking towards the piano. Gently she ran her fingers over its mirrored surface before softly brushing the ivory of the keys, so soft that not a sound was made.

[1:54:56 PM] Ashley A: "The tourists would -never- leave. Though I suppose there's the building code violations as well," he said lightly, absent-mindedly stroking the keys of the piano into a trill as he stepped past, looking up at the ray.

[2:05:30 PM] Sami Brown: "I'm sure the Corellian Security Force would be more than pleased to find an entire underwater observatory under the luxuriant mansion of Sebastian Monroe, CEO." She smiled, feeling the loud pluckings of the piano resonant within her, the vibration surreal.

"Well, you've certainly wowed me enough, I don't think I'll ever be able give you the tour of the Initiate Barracks without embarrassing myself terribly."

[2:14:47 PM] Ashley A: "Probably," Sebastian said, smile smug. "But we can't all be geniuses."

An eel slithered by, and Sebastian crouched to get a better look at it.

"I've one more place to show you, let me know when you've drunk your fill."

[2:20:35 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda stood for another few minutes, watching the sea life. It was fascinating. She had heard over audiofiles all about the creatures, listening to detailed descriptions of their diets and habits, but to see one like this, to put a shape to the name was incredible, magical even.

The seconds ticked by as the petite woman watched all manner of sea life stare curiously at the bright dome before finally she had taken her fill, turning back to Sebastian.

"Alright, ready when you are." She said with a nod.

[2:28:45 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian grinned, and lead the way back to the lift. It didn't return the way it had come, but rather took a side branch, and this time opened into a smaller, yet still quite large room. The lower level featured a hard concrete floor on the close half, and a sheet of mats on the far. The edges of the room were lined with a wide variety of sparring equipment, ranging from the simple sandbag to advanced sparring droids.

A wide catwalk ringed all four walls, open in the center, and was empty save for a few bars mounted on the walls.

"Another one of my hobbies," Sebastian announced.

"Given your line of work I figured you'd appreciate the amenities."

[2:47:30 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda smiled as she regarded the room, seeing its purpose almost immediately. The features were state of the art and with Sebastian's comment a grin slipped across her face.

"Since you've gone through the trouble of showing me your home and the pleasure of your company, I have... a little demonstration in mind." She said cheerfully, stepping forward and into the center of the room before handing her cane to Sebastian.

"You might want to step back."

She scanned the room briefly, considering her target wisely before settling on one of the many sandbags. Facing them tiny young woman raised her hands, focusing.

The air began to feel charged, static building until it almost crackled in air, small sparks began to jump and sizzle over the girls shoulders and arms. Her hair began to stand on end, lifting it wildly about her face and head as the little arcs of electricity jumped and crackled audible across her skin. In a single smooth motion Bellinda released the energy, the lightning zapping from her fingers in three distinct arcs in a blinding flash, and then it was gone.

The acrid smell of molten glass filled the room, the sandbag's exterior charred, three distinct holes with liquid glass spilled out and began to cool.

[3:33:00 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian took Bellinda's cane with an expression of mild interest, leaning back against the edge of the door and crossing his arms.

When the electricity began to build his gaze grew sharper, more analytical. Her hair rose in a wild mane, a sight that would have been laughable if not for the way Sebastian's forearms tingled with static, and so struck him as feral.

Even despite the charge, the arc of lightning was utterly unexpected. He would have doubted the possibility, if not for the afterimage burned into his retina and the ringing in his ears.

The sight of molten sand was also convincing, and proved that the lightning had been far more than smoke and mirrors.

Was that admiration, in Sebastian's expression? Even awe? Whatever it was it was gone in a moment, replaced by an approving smile and the sound of a single set of applause.

"-Bravo-," he said, sounding genuinely impressed.

Sebastian walked over to the devastated sandbag, feeling the heat radiating off of it. Truly remarkable.

"Looks like you just invented a new type of modern art."

[3:47:06 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda limped towards the sandbag herself, her hair fluffy and slowly deflating about her face as, a wide toothy grin covering her face. "Thank you, thank you." She said with a little bow before regarding the tattered punching bag.

"Sorry about the sandbag, I figured you'd prefer me destroying it rather than one of the droids." Hands running through the red locks, combing away the static that still lingered as she spoke.

"You could probably sell it on the holonet after the glass cools. "Force fused glass art crafted by the finest handicapped sorcerers the Sith have to offer.'"

[3:59:56 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian clicked his tongue. "Don't apologize Lin, when you do something you -own- it. Especially when it's conjuring lightning," he said conversationally.

"I don't know, I think I might keep this one." He grinned, tapping a cooled rivulet of glass.

[4:12:56 PM] Sami Brown: "Oh? Getting sentimental on me now?" She ask playfully retrieving her cane.

[4:14:45 PM] Ashley A: "Purely narcissistic, I assure you," he said. "If I sold it I couldn't make the other billionaires -squirm- with envy. And that's quite an accomplishment."

[4:19:12 PM] Sami Brown: "So true, so true. You can even explain to them in excruciating detail about the feeble little blind girl who made it for you." Her hair finally calmed and dress adjusted and neat Bellinda leaned against her cane, looking over Sebastian quietly, a small smile still plastered on her face.

[4:44:24 PM | Edited 4:45:37 PM] Ashley A: "It would make quite a fantastic little story," Sebastian replied, before saying he'd see to the glass later. They then returned to the lift, and the lift returned to its start, the little room with the glowing walls. The staircase had disappeared, but with a mechanism as mysterious as the one that had previously unlocked the floor, Sebastian drew the staircase down from the ceiling. He then lead Bellinda back through the house to the patio, poetically completing the circuit.

Without prompting, Ramadhin brought out a bottle of chilled wine and two glasses, along with a tray of assorted hors d'oeurves before disappearing again.

The sound of the ocean rose and fell, and the light breeze smelled like salt.

"-This- is how you end a tour properly," Sebastian said, filling both glasses and picking up a caviar-topped cracker before reclining in one of the wooden chairs. "Fell free to take notes."

[4:54:01 PM] Sami Brown: The sea breeze was lovely, a soft gently one that ruffled her hair and stirred the long dress she wore as she reclined back in a chair next to Sebastian, taking the wine glass lightly in her hand and taking the tiniest of sips.

"Last time I drank with you I got -irresponsibly- drunk. Not again." She said returning the wine glass to the table as she sat back, completely relaxed, enjoying the light breeze tousling her hair.

"So, does this mean we're friends now?"

[4:56:55 PM] Ashley A: "Come now, I was a -perfect- gentleman," he chided. "And isn't that a question best suited to -before- getting irresponsibly drunk?"

[5:00:51 PM] Sami Brown: "You might have been a gentleman, but I made a complete fool of myself." She said with a shake of her head, taking another microscopic sip of the cool red liquid.

[5:08:09 PM] Ashley A: "Do -you- consider us friends?" Sebastian asked, seemingly amused by the question.

[5:14:15 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda thought on the question herself for a moment, sipping at the wine and fiddling with the glass.

"I'd like to say so. I enjoy your company outside of work functions, and you did show me your secret underwater lair..." She mused quietly to herself. "So, I'd say I consider you a friend, though whether the feeling is mutual is entirely up for debate..."

[5:22:20 PM] Ashley A: "Well Lin, if I showed you my secret underwater lair, I do think that's answer enough. Easily could have fed you to the sharks," he said, as if he'd actually considered it.

[5:27:52 PM] Sami Brown: "You could try, but I'd put up a helluva fight." Bellinda nodded, happily accepting his answer. It was a curious thing, this whole friendship thing, it had been a while, but who knew, perhaps it could be fun.

[6:03:01 PM] Ashley A: "You know," he said taking a sip of wine, "I -actually- believe you."

Their conversation was slightly more personal than it had been in the past, though the bottle of wine remained unfinished, to be reclaimed by Ramadhin when it was time for Bellinda to leave again. Sebastian walked her to the door, and then to the chartered speeder which had been summoned. He opened the door for her with a flourish.

"Thank you for stopping by," he said, with a charming smile.

[6:11:06 PM] Sami Brown: The afternoon went by splendidly, the conversation light and yet different than their previous conversations. There was a kind of closeness in their idle chatter this time. Time had come though for Bellinda to leave, another boring and important meeting was scheduled for obscenely early in the morning.

"Thank you for having me, we have to do this more often." She returned the smile, his hand clasped between hers gently

[6:36:40 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian bowed and saw the speeder off, then returned to the front sitting room where Ramadhin was playing chess with himself. Sebastian stood in front of the wide bay window, thoughtfully watching the speeder disappear into the distance.

"Another conquest?" Ramadhin asked. A slight smile tugged the corner of Sebastian's mouth, and he thought about it for a moment, before turning to his Butler.

"No," he said. "A potentially powerful ally."

"That skeletal invalid?"

"Yes," he replied, as if deciding in that moment. "Without a doubt."

Ramadhin chortled. "If you say so, Master Sebastian. There is a reason you are the boss, and not I."

"And don't you forget it. The 'man of stone', that was a nice touch. Haven't seen that one in a while."

"Indeed, it was in need of some practice." The butler smiled broadly, moving an ivory piece.

"I have something for you, Ramadhin." He fished the keychain out of his pocket, and tossed it to the butler. "A present from the skeletal invalid."

Sebastian looked quite entertained by Ramadhin's look of complete confusion, but before the butler could inquire, Sebastian had sat down in front of the piano and begun to play. Knowing better than to interrupt, Ramadhin gave his master a long look, then set the keychain on the table, and continued his game.

His master thought this Miss Maskrr was no normal woman, that was the one thing Ramadhin could say for sure.

[Moonfire]

[7/30/2012 9:50:27 PM] Ashley A: The shipping center was well-lit. The tapestry was being kept in a well-sealed metal canister in a special side-room, and the various museum staff were on their way. The only individuals invilved that were not a part of the museum team were the representatives from the shipping center, who would be coming down to let the museum staff in when they arrived. Several days before, Sebastian had planted a bug in the shipping center security system that render security cameras a non-issue.

The buzzer announcing the arrival of the museum staff had just sounded. Sebastian and Bellinda lounged in the break room off of the main hall, light on an door open, engaging in idle chatter. But the sound of footsteps grew close, and a quick glance told Sebastian that these were indeed the targets. He gave Bellinda the slightest nod.

Show time.
[7/30/2012 10:20:53 PM] Sami Brown: With that single nod Bellinda stood up and left the room. Decked out in in a full shipping center uniform, her hair braided and tucked back into a simple grey cap, a pair of black wrap around shades reflected back those who glanced in her direction. Her twisted, broken leg was supported by an awkward splint. It was uncomfortable, and she still limped lightly, but she could move without the canes support, and that was essential here. Carefully she combed the halls of the shipping center, going through the detailed explanations of the turns and twists that Sebastian had explained to her.

Suddenly a door appeared, and through she walked. It was afterhours, most of the staff had gone home, so the cavernous room was left relatively unattended, filled to the brim with boxes. Very dry... flammable boxes.

Electricity crackled and sparkled across Bellinda's arms and fingers before zapping out in all directions, striking boxes all around the large room, sparking fire almost instantly. Within moments the room was a blaze, the fire alarm screeching wildly, as Bellinda, very quietly slipped out.
[7/30/2012 10:51:36 PM] Ashley A: When Bellinda stood, so did Sebastian, and he took a quiet step behind the two workers, following them. Just when it seemed like the woman was going to turn around to look, Sebastian slipped an arm around the man's neck, a hand on his skull, and twisted. His neck snapped. Before the woman could scream, he'd kicked her in the stomach, and she doubled-over, breath knocked out. He slipped around to the side and clamped his hand around her mouth and nose, and simply held it there. Though she struggled and kicked she was not strong enough to break his grip, and before long fell limp to the ground.

A stop to the neck ensured she wouldn't be getting up.

Sebastian drug the bodies into the break room, tucked them under the couch, and continued on down the hall. As he was reaching the end, the alarm sirens began to blare and the smell of smoke edged through the air.

Well, Bellinda had certainly suceeded at making a distraction. He passed into the open room of the warehouse, grinning at the burning crates, and quickly descended the stairs, moving quickly to the special side room. The museum staff was already there, having been buzzed in by the two shipping workers upon their arrival.

Sebastian grabbed an unassuming wooden crate that was on a cart near the base of the stairs and pushed it into the small room. He flashed his ID badge at them, complete with a grainy photo of himself.

"What's going on?" one of the museum workers asked. "What's that, is there a fire out there?"

"Nothing to worry about," Sebastian said placatingly. "This is some sort of freak accident, but there's a reason your shipment is in this room, it can be completely sealed off from the rest. Fire procedure is to bring any high-priority cargo into this room in the event of a fire, to preserve the security of our shipments." He patted the wooden crate.

He wheeled the crate into the corner, Bellinda would be arriving shortly. The sprinklers had sputtered to life, and were drenching the main warehouse. Sebastian momentarily wondered if he'd ordered anything recently.

"Do you think, maybe..." One of the museum workers was visibly trembling. "Maybe it's a diversion, could someone be trying to steal the shipment?"

"Not on my watch," Sebastian said.
[7/30/2012 11:15:11 PM] Sami Brown: People rushed back and forth through the halls, shouting and heading towards the fire, Bellinda moved quietly, jumping from room to room as she approached, shouting and pointing towards the burning warehouse.

Within moments Bellinda appeared through the door, slightly moist but none the worse for wear.

"Theres been an accident, they're evacuating the entire center." Her voice raspy and ragged, water dripping from her clothing.
[7/30/2012 11:22:24 PM | Edited 11:24:11 PM] Sami Brown: "Evacuate? What about the-" The twitchy staff member started to an amused Bellinda.

"Go ahead, Sebastian, I've got this." Called over Bellinda, interrupting the staff member and his fretting, to which the squirrelly man and his companion protested, demanding explanation.

Stepping closer she waved a single hand over their faces, smiling brightly as she spoke in a soft, slow voice. "You trust me completely."

"We trust you completely" They responded, faces blank and eyes wide and glossy.
[7/30/2012 11:27:41 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian grinned wickedly. He quickly went about prying off the top of the wooden crate, removing a metal canister identical in every aspect -- except for contents -- to the one being so jealously guarded. He placed the real canister in the wooden crate and pounded the lid back down into place, then put the decoy in the place of the original. Brushing off his hands, he nodded to Bellinda.
[7/30/2012 11:34:26 PM] Sami Brown: "You are scared, but you know that I'll take care of you. You're safe with me." She continued, her voice soft and soothing. Once more they repeated their faces reflecting the feelings she spoke of.

"All you think of when you remember tonight is your piece being safe and sound and that a nice woman and man led you to safety during the fire, for are forever grateful to them." She concluded before taking the hands of the museum staff in her own, leading them from the hallway.

"Please, follow me." She said, her voice returning to the raspy and ragged one she ahd started off with.
[7/30/2012 11:44:15 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian ducked out of the room first, ensuring that the museum staff were the last to leave. As soon as they were through the door, he made sure one of them was watching as he sealed the little room.

"Don't worry, nothing can touch the shipment now."

The switch had gone flawlessly, and Bellinda's performance was making good on her promise. For a moment, he hoped that Bellinda wouldn't use such a skill on him, but then much more overwhelmingly he wished that she would. That would certainly be a challenge, a true match of wits.

The water of the sprinklers was cold but Sebastian was unbothered, and he drew his shirt up over his mouth to block out the smoke. He joined Bellinda in leading the museum staff out to the shipping-center-safety-standard distance of a hundred yards. If Sebastian had any concerns, they were utterly invisible.

All that remained was to wait out the chaos, and let the museum take their precious shipment. All attention would be focused on salvaging damaged cargo, and it would likely be the next day before the bodies were discovered in the break room.
[7/30/2012 11:52:29 PM] Sami Brown: After a few hours the fire was undercontrol, the smoke mostly cleared and the museum staff were allowed safely back into the shipping center. Happy and relieved to find their container perfectly perserved inside the airtight fireproof room. Within minutes the frazzled though happy museum curators were off on their airspeeder, clutching their precious cargo close.
[7/30/2012 11:59:35 PM] Ashley A: There had been no reason to re-lock the safe room once the museum shipment was gone, and so Sebastian met no resistance in slipping in and wheeling out the wooden crate. Employees were crawling the building, shoving crates here and there, left and right, so there was nothing remarkable about two shippers relocating a small crate. They took it out of the warehouse and loaded it into the back of an officially marked postal speeder, which would not be missed from the fleet as it had not belonged with it to start with. They still had at least several hours before the switch would be detected, more than enough time to slip past the abandoned distribution office and onto the streets. A quick stop in a dark alley rendered the speeder solid black once more, and it returned anonymously to the city skies.

"Well, I think that went rather well," Sebastain said.
[7/31/2012 12:04:49 AM] Sami Brown: Peeling off the grey cap, Bellinda smiled, sitting back comfortably in the seat as she began to undo the long red braid, dark reflective sunglasses still perched on her nose.

"I'd say so, those poor curators though, they'll never understand what happened." She said, her voice filled with only mock remorse. Sebastian was right, it had proven to be good fun, though not nearly as big of a challenge as she was expecting.
[7/31/2012 12:09:13 AM] Ashley A: "Indeed," he replied, sounding rather disappointed. "I think I need a nemesis," he mused, "Someone to connect the dots and to never rest until justice be served. Now -that- would be exciting. All the same, we need to steal ageless artifacts more often."

The final high-rise passed, as the city began to dissolve into country.
[7/31/2012 12:12:31 AM] Sami Brown: "Definitely. So where is this one going?" She asked absently, glancing over at him for a moment. Thinking to herself quietly. Something had happened while they were leaving the building, something she didn't get the chance to appreciate at the time, though the image had burned itself into her mind.

"I saw your face, while we were in there." Bellinda said suddenly, her voice conversational, as though discussing the weather.
[7/31/2012 12:14:57 AM] Ashley A: "I've got a place in mind," he answered, with teasing mystery.

It would have been a long trip by land speeder. -Legal- landspeeder, anyway, the landscape below was soon rushing along at a wild pace.

"Oh?" Sebastian said, mirroring her casual tone.
[7/31/2012 12:17:31 AM] Sami Brown: "When the sprinklers went off, the water as it hit your face filled in all the gaps." She started out the window, enjoying the rush of the landspeeder. The world beneath moved and rushed in a blur as they rested comfortably with their prize.
[7/31/2012 12:19:51 AM] Ashley A: "That's an interesting perception system, the Miraluka have," Sebastian said, sounding genuinely curious. "I think that might mean you've seen more of my face than I have of yours."
[7/31/2012 12:24:19 AM] Sami Brown: "Well, maybe someday we can get even. I will say though, I wasn't disappointed." Bellinda completely sincere, tilting her head from the window to give Sebastian another smile.
[7/31/2012 12:41:02 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian smiled back. Somehow, this compliment felt earned. He liked that. "Maybe someday," he said, and the fact that it really was a 'maybe' was delightful in its own.

The rest of the trip was relatively quiet, but it was a familiar type of silence, the kind that was born when a conversation no longer needed to be regulated by arbitrary social rules, and to simply -be- was not considered rudeness.

The time passed quickly, and soon the speeder had come to a stop in front of Sebastian's seaside mansion. Ramadhin opened Bellinda's door and welcomed her back to the Monroe estate, while Sebastian lifted the metal canister out of the back. He hefted it over a shoulder while Ramadhin bowed out, seeing to the parking of the speeder.

With a rather pleased expression, Sebastian lead Bellinda through the house, to one of the many sitting rooms. One wall was empty, having been cleared in anticipation.

"I actually bought a forgery several weeks ago," Sebastian said, beginning to open the canister, "To establish the proper credit trail. I incinerated that one last night. The genuine article will make a confincing fake, don't you think?"
[7/31/2012 12:47:27 AM | Edited 12:47:29 AM] Sami Brown: "Oh I'm sure. Not that I could tell the difference between this priceless artifact and a -bedsheet-. But I'm sure you'll impress all your friends with this lovely... Whatever it is." She laughed watching as he scurried about, excited and tittering about like a puppy with a new toy.

"What does the thing even look like?" She asked absently, watching as Sebastian moved to hang it up, all but jittering in anticipation.
[7/31/2012 12:53:34 AM] Ashley A: There was a thrill to completing a job like this, to overcoming a challenge, an addictive high. Sebastian waited to answer until he had finished hanging the tapestry, and could stand back to observe its place in the room. Yes, it fit perfectly.

"The name translates roughly to 'Lover's first embrace.' It's the consummatory scene between Liliar, Goddess of Water, and Ishkar, God of the seas, which leads to the birth of Stin, spirit of the clouds. Imagine the looks on the faces of the museum officials when they unroll their precious tapestry and see not the immacculate and painstaking shading of Liliar's breast, but a bowing jester with the caption, 'Thank you kindly.'" Sebastian grinned wickedly.

"I was rather proud of that commision," he added lowly.
[7/31/2012 1:13:06 AM] Sami Brown: "You had us steal an ancient pornographic tapestry..." Bellinda sputterd and laughed, shaking her head as red embarrassment flooded her cheeks with warmth. It was hilarious in its way, but being in prescense of something so -revealing- was almost uncomfortable.
[7/31/2012 1:14:23 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian cocked a smug half-smile. "Does that make you uncomfortable, Miss Lin?"
[7/31/2012 1:16:01 AM] Sami Brown: "I admit nothing." She laughed, feeling the redness burn her cheeks and ears as she tried to regain her composure.
[7/31/2012 1:19:41 AM] Ashley A: "And yet," he said, "Your face tells all."

"It is a very high quality pornographic tapestry," he added casually. "And an -integral- part of ancient Corellian culture."
[7/31/2012 1:20:16 AM | Edited 1:22:49 AM] Sami Brown: "Well, it'll do nicely in your collection, just as it once was the focal point of an ancient lord's -private- collection." She teased affectionately, the pale color of her face returning to her as she looked over the large blank peice of cloth. How humans could appreciate something so flat, so shapeless was beyond her.
[7/31/2012 1:26:50 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian chortled. "This is the room to which I bring the most stubborn business men and the strongest drinks. Take that as I am sure you will," he returned. "You can always imagine it is a majestic and pure unicorn, surrounded by sparkles and hearts and loving forest creatures.

"Though," he added thoughtfully, "I always found the unicorn myth a bit phallic myself."
[7/31/2012 1:29:31 AM] Sami Brown: "I'd rather take it as is it; a large musty bedsheet." She said with a decisive nod. "Though if you're thinking that much about unicorns..." Bellinda's eyebrows raised over the rip of the dark glasses playfully as she smiled brighter.
[7/31/2012 1:32:57 AM] Ashley A: "Lin, I think about -everything-," he said, tone coy. "Madatzo, that's an artist you'd like. Prodigious sculptor. Made his legacy on innovation, his living on sculptures of the male nude form. It's almost disturbing how well those sell."
[7/31/2012 1:37:28 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda shook her head only able to laugh, still completely uncomfortable with the idea of nude artwork, especially in the variety that she could actually -see-. The very idea of it was enough to flush her cheeks once more, biting back another embarrased smile.
[7/31/2012 1:40:17 AM] Ashley A: "You know, if you're feeling uncomfortable, you need only -say so-," he added, and though his voice was perfectly accomidating, there was a twinkle in his eye.
[7/31/2012 1:43:41 AM] Sami Brown: "Forgive my immaturity, I blame my years amongst the celibate Jedi." She said with a wave of her hand, brushing the embarrassment and the teasing off an away as she relaxed in one of the sitting chairs, looking around the lavishly furnished sitting room.
[7/31/2012 1:48:04 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian gave her an appraising, though not critical look, before sprawling across a futon.

"You are an interesting woman," he said lightly, though his gaze remained on her as she looked around.
[7/31/2012 1:54:17 AM] Sami Brown: "I think that might be the nicest thing you've ever said to me." Bellinda returned quite sincerely, turning back to face him. Curled up warmly in the plush seat Bellinda watched as Sebastian looked her over, the work boints the pair had dawned for the heist sitting haphazardly stacked together at their sides. Barefoot and warm she enjoyed the soft plush texture of the chair as she pictured his face in her mind again, the briefest glance still forming the clearest picture in her mind.
[7/31/2012 1:57:24 AM] Ashley A: "Then I'm not being -nearly- mean enough," he teased.
[7/31/2012 1:59:04 AM] Sami Brown: "Just call me an ugly cripple a few times before the end of the night and everything should balance right out."
[7/31/2012 2:01:13 AM] Ashley A: "You are a hideous raisin of a woman, how's that?"
[7/31/2012 2:05:23 AM] Sami Brown: "Much better." Bellinda said softly, glancing up to look over the vast piece of cloth. "Thank you again for inviting me along."
[7/31/2012 2:08:16 AM] Ashley A: "It was hardly charitable," Sebastian dismissed, "As evidenced by your lighting of entire warehouses on fire and wrapping adult minds around your little finger." He seemed rather amused by the drama of it all.
[7/31/2012 2:13:02 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda merely shrugged, it was all part of her life, her job description. Since little childhood she had walked and talked and worked with people who could do the same, no, do far greater... It was only natural that she learn and develop the same skills. Thats why she had joined the Sith after all, to learn.

"That was nothing, one day you'll have to see me break a sweat."
[7/31/2012 2:23:32 AM] Ashley A: 'Maybe someday', 'one day', those phrases were more indicative than her declaration of friendship had been. And those indications were... interesting.

"I'll hold you to that," Sebastian said. Not long after, the late hour came to his attention, and he insisted that Bellinda stay the night rather than attempt to brave red-eye travel. Besides, he did live in a mansion, after all. Ramadhin expediently prepared a room and provided the necessary toiletries. Sebastian seemed to have entirely disappeared, save for the muffled chords of a grand piano late in the night.

Ramadhin ensured she had all she needed in the morning, then escorted her to the kitchen for breakfast, where even the intensity of his glare could compell her only to nibble.

Sebastian reappeared just in time to inquire as to the quality of the breakfast, and see Bellinda out the door, assuring her that they'd have to work together again sometime soon.

[Moonfire]

[7/31/2012 1:14:53 PM | Edited 2:14:46 PM] Ashley A: ____________

Sebastian made good on his promise several weeks later. This heist was to be much more challenging, a much greater level of finesse and subtlety required. The Plaisir Museum of Fine Arts, which was the largest and most extensive of Zeltros's many art museums and famous galaxy-wide, was throwing a grand party in true Zeltrosian fashion to celebrate the aquisition of a new micro-sculpture, the mind-blowingly detailed -Tusk-cat on the prowl-. Sebastian had been invited, and RSVPed plus one, as Bellinda had in turn accepted his invitation. This would not be so easily accomplished as the tapestry theft; extensive casing of the museum would be required. They would take advantage of the party to wander a bit, looking for weaknesses and hiding places, listening for any extra information, analyzing the security measures.

Sebastian made all the arrangements, chartering a private star ship for Bellinda, which dropped her directly in the hangar of the hotel for which she had a reservation. The hotel employee that escorted Bellinda to her room assured her that her attire for the night had been delivered, as requested. When Bellinda arrived in her room, she found an elegant red silk dress hanging in the otherwise empty closet.

Several hours later, the comm in the room buzzed. "Miss Maskrr, there is a Mr. Monroe waiting for you in the rooftop lobby."
[7/31/2012 1:31:15 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda had been more than willing to accompany Sebastian on yet another adventure. As well there was a free trip to Zeltros, the pleasure planet, something Bellinda had been meaning to take for the longest time.
[7/31/2012 1:31:33 PM] Sami Brown: Ack, finish when I get home >_>
[7/31/2012 2:19:37 PM] Sami Brown: The hotel was far beyond any accomodations, outside of Sebastian's own mansion, that she had ever stayed in. Luxurious artwork and even more lavishly dressed guests. The outfits that the Zeltron's wore were ridiculously overtop and form fitting, in bright colors and feathers. It was amusing to the woman was she walked through the lobby decked in only her plainest robes, clutching her cane tightly as she limped through the halls. What a sight she must be for the decadent rich folk all around her.

Within a few moments her escort brought her to the immaculate suite. A smile tickled the edges of her lips as she explored the richly furnished room, within the closet there was a long silk dress. Her fingers ran across the smooth slippery fabric, enjoying the gentle coolness against her skin. She looked it over for a matching blindfold, as usually came with such care packages from the various functions she was sent to attend, but there was none. One could only assume the similar silkiness of her blindfold was not a mere coincidence.

From there Bellinda became very acquainted with the whirlpool jacuzzi tub, spend the next few hours relaxing in a mass of bubbles before slowly piecing herself together. The hair took the longest, as always. Just as her last application of lipstick went on the comm buzzed too life.

In a flutter of bright red silk left, scurrying towards the rooftop lobby to meet Mr. Sebastian Monroe.
[7/31/2012 2:38:56 PM] Ashley A: There was a rosy tint to the cityscape, as there was to all of Zeltros. The gleaming white marble that was so popular in their architecture caught the light of the setting sun, shifting into pinks and violets. Even the layout of the city had been designed with aesthetic in mind. Streets made graceful lines, the gables of one building threw themselves up towards the spires of another, some blocks formed swirls, others concenctric circles. The streets of Zeltros could be a nightmare for tourists to navigate, but that only seemed to help the Zeltrons' economy.

In many ways, the entire planet was a red light district, the pursuit of hedonistic pleasure being honored rather than shamed. It was possible to avoid -- or at least ignore -- that aspect of Zeltros for short periods, but far more good came to those who simply embraced it.

It was the art that Sebastian enjoyed most about Zeltros, the art and the music. A flute ensemble drifted over from a nearby rooftop, and he was piecing the notes together in his head when Bellinda arrived. Sebastian himself was in black slacks, a white shirt with loose, airy sleeves, and a maroon vest with a black flowery pattern, a nod to the flamboyant fashion of the Zeltrons.

The red of the dress did indeed match her blindfold perfectly, though it made her skin seem even paler, and she lacked the curves necessary for the ideal line.

"Stephano was right, he's a genius, not a miracle worker. But you'll do."
[7/31/2012 3:19:34 PM] Sami Brown: *prods thing to make message go through*
[7/31/2012 3:32:33 PM | Edited 4:26:31 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda pouted in mock upset. "Don't sound so disappointed, I just spent two hours doing hair and make up. Do have have any idea how hard it is to expertly apply make up when you can't see?" She joked presenting a pale arm to him as a smile found its way back. Her long red hair was up in a complicated updo of knots and curls that bunched in ringlets behind her head. It was a painstaking process, but for events like this she didn't mind the effort.

Zeltros had been a destination for her for a number of years, not for the parties persay, but for the exotic people and culture. She was curious how they're bizarre knack for pheromones worked in action, it would be an experience no doubt.

"I do appreciate the dress though, its lovely."
[7/31/2012 5:13:31 PM] Ashley A: "An ill-dressed escort would reflect poorly on me," he said matter of factly.

A chauffeured air speeder pulled up, and the driver came around and opened the door with a flourish, soon to whisk them across the Zeltros skies.

The museum was regularly quite lavish, so the extra decorations and amenities adde for the party pushed it into the ridiculous. Opulence for the sake of opulence. But that's what the Zeltrons did best.

The museum curator met them at the door, vigorously shaking Sebastian's hand. He was an older man, with neatly trimmed mustache and beard and long purple hair, pulled into a tot at the nape of his neck, a streak of white at each temple. His pants were too tight and his shirt was too loose, and coupled with the flamboyant print of his shirt, he looked like a lolly pop.

"Ah! Mr. Monroe! So glad you could make it. And who is your lady friend?"

"This is May Lin, a business partner."

Thali Fab, as he was quick to introduce himself, clicked his tongue. "-Business-." He turned to Bellinda. "This man and his -business-. There is no business on Zeltros, enjoy the -art-." He gestured expansively at the breadth of the party. But without waiting for any response, he was fawning over the next arrival. Sebastian strolled into the museum lobby, which featured an empty podium at the center. There was a live band an a dance floor to the left, and a bar flowing with alcohol and snacks to the right.

Half or so of the guests were Zeltrons, the other half representing a cross section of galactic high culture. Sebastian had been invited because Adega Airships was one of the museum's more generous sponsors.

Sebastian leaned down to Bellinda. "That man has the attention span of a goldfish."
[7/31/2012 6:30:15 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda could only shake her head before it was time to go, the pair slipping into a chaffuered speeder and zooming off into the night.

The Museum did not disappoint. Rich people and richer artifacts and pieces. Dominating the entrance was the curator, a man Bellinda might have found comical if she could see the clashing of colors, instead she found the outline and fit of his clothing awkward and his manner over-the-top.

"Pleasure to meet you." Bellinda said with a nod, clasping Thali's hand in hers for a moment as he rambled about business and art before moving on to a woman with what appeared to be live birds nesting in her elaborate hairdo.

Casually the pair moved into the lobby, the artwork, much of which was meaningless pieces of canvas and printed paper to Bellinda, was just as lush and extravgent as the party that moved around it.The music thumped in her ears, the writhing mass of people reminded her faintly of the clubs on Nar Shaddaa.

Bellinda giggled at Sebastian's comment, looking back and forth over the room, glancing at the artwork. "I don't see what all the fuss is about... Theres only so many squares and rectangles one can look at before it gets boring. Where are the sculptures?"
[7/31/2012 6:46:52 PM] Ashley A: "The museum is divided by artistic eras and movements, and most of the sculptures reside on the fifth floor of the Montmorency Wing. The lobby showcases a sampling of the Museum's more iconic pieces. The podium in the center always displays a sculpture. It was most recently home to the -Lady of the Adiron-, but she's been usurped by this new piece.

"There are usually several other sculptures around the lobby, but I expect they've been moved due to the affinity drunk Zeltrons have to knocking things over.

"Why don't we go explore the Montmorency Wing, then? The unveiling won't be for another two hours at least, and Thalio will adore seeing his pet Wing get some attention."
[7/31/2012 6:53:45 PM] Sami Brown: "Sounds excellent. Lead the way." Said Bellinda, cane in hand as she shuffled between the passing people. A smile plastered itself pleasantly across face as they walked, the air of the museum thick with... Nice feelings.

As they walked Bellinda plucked a pair of heavily garnished cocktails from a passing waiter, handing one off to Sebastian before sipping the fruity liquid quietly.
[7/31/2012 7:07:36 PM] Ashley A: "Thank you, Lin." She was getting the hang of the whole alcohol thing.

They were not the only guests exploring the museum. It was as expected in these events as partaking in the cocktails. Away from the gaudy excess of the party, the elegance of the museum shone through, each line and curve of the building leading seamlessly into the next.

The fifth floor of the Montmorency Wing comprised a series of small rooms, through which one weaves back and forth. There was no quick path, no expedient way, the Zeltrons wouldn't dream of it. The sculptures began with well crafted images of humanoids, then extravagant scenes, then slipped to abstract curves and shapes and stacks before returning to the recognizable in an era of a hyperrealism. Sebastian read each Plaque aloud to Bellinda, but in a way that made it seem as if each fact was being newly discovered, and more times than not would add his own commentary to the end.

Finally, the smaller rooms opened into a grand atrium, the hope of the Midera Renaissance. The closest sculpture was a rearing ocean wave, just past the verge of breaking, a stallion breaking through the fore of the wave. Every droplet, even the texture of the sea foam, was frozen in time.

He read the plaque, but in place of commentary simply stated, "This has always been one of my favorites."
[7/31/2012 8:23:59 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda walked slowly through the rooms, absorbing each sculpture from every possible angle. To the sparse patrons that walked between the rooms of the wing it was a curious sight. A petite woman, cane in hand, blind fold about her face inspecting and walking wordlessly between each piece, a sort of escort reading the description as they moved along.

Some of these pieces, particularly the racier ones, would incite a blush, other like the abstract would receive only a head shake of disapproval. What these silly humans and Zeltrons did with their time and money, ridiculous.

All too soon they reached the hyperrealism wing and within it a massive piece; a stallion bursting through a towering wall of water. It was... surreal. Bellinda stared for the longest time, barely registering as Sebastian spoke.

"This... is incredible." She finally stuttered, the image burned into her mind. Every detail, every texture perfectly and percisely done. "How long did it take them?" Bellinda asked, suddenly facing Sebastian.
[7/31/2012 10:07:29 PM] Ashley A: "Thirty thousand hours, over the course of ten years," came the reply, but the voice was not Sebastian. It belonged to a Zeltrosian woman, whose tasteful black dress hugged her ample curves. Her hair was long and hung in effortless waves.

Sebastian turned to appraise her. "If you believe the official record," he said, "I'm inclined toward the rumor that Gregorio's then-lover, Adeni, did most of the work."

"And why is that?" She wasn't challenging, but testing.

"The numbers don't add up with his public appearances after five years. And the attention to detail, which is not so pronounced in Gregorio's other works, has a distinctly feminine touch."

"It was his favorite project and crowning achievement," she replied.

"Time is no substitute for talent."

The woman considered this, and also considered Sebastian. She stepped over and extended a hand.

"I'm Rebenna Singh, Curator for the west wing."

He shook the offered hand. "Sebastian Monroe, C--"

"CEO of Adega Airships. I own a -Nikta-."

"Ah, No complaints, I hope?"

"None whatsoever." She leaned around him, then, her eyes running up and down the short rail of a woman. "And this is?"

Sebastian stepped to the side. "May Lin, a friend of mine."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Lin," Rebenna said, giving her hand a light, precise shake.
[7/31/2012 10:25:58 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's head snapped to attention the moment the Zeltrosian woman spoke, turning to looked her over. Within moments Sebastian and the woman, a tall and curvy thing like most of her sex and species, had begun a banter.

Unable now to focus on the art Bellinda found a nagging feeling sitting in the bottom of her stomach. This woman, who answered her question rather politely, then took to completely ignoring Bellinda. The sidebar conversation itself was fine, natural even, but leaning around appraising her before asking for her name- not even directly. That was an entirely different set of issues.

"Pleasure meeting you, Miss Singh." the waifish woman smiled brightly, perhaps only a second too late before clasping the hand gently between her own.

"The museum's collection is fantastic, I'm very impressed."
[7/31/2012 10:49:45 PM] Ashley A: "No complaints, I hope?" She smiled coyly.

"None whatsoever," Sebastian replied, returning the smile.

"You two enjoy the rest of your tour," Rebenna said, but before she fully turned to walk away, her eyes were only on Sebastian. He turned back to Bellinda, though a shadow of the smile still lingered.

"Ready to move on to the next one?"
[7/31/2012 11:13:55 PM] Sami Brown: As the one left, leaving with only a lingering look, Bellinda suddenly wondered if she was invisible. It was entirely impossible, considering her height and diet, it was quite possible that she had withered in nothing. But then Sebastian returned his look, ready to finish combing the museum.

"Oh yes, I wanted to get a better look at the piece over there." Bellinda pointed, her voice quiet as she headed forward, cane clacking against the marble floor approaching a a massive rendition of a squid.
[7/31/2012 11:42:47 PM] Ashley A: Bellinda's mood seemed to have suddenly grown much heavier, and it was an amusing oxymoron to Sebastian. He continued to explain each sculpture, but none compelled the same light awe as the frozen waters had.

How interesting.

They reached the end of the atrium, which opened into a wide balcony, from which a wide, shallow ramp swept back towards the lobby.

"Which was your favorite?" Sebastian asked conversationally, eyes skimming the city, stars replace by neon lights.
[7/31/2012 11:47:30 PM] Sami Brown: "The stallion and the sea." She put simply, resting her elbows on the railing as she looked out into the Zeltrosian night. The breeze was pleasant, scented heavily with exotic perfumes and incense. Floral was the only word that came to mind as the light wind sent shivers over her skin.

"And yours?"
[8/1/2012 12:06:42 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian considered the question. What drew him to particular pieces of art was the mental stimulation. Either the mystery, an effect or a shape hidden in the details, or the technique, attempting to reverse engineer the process.

Bellinda, with her sharp angles and lack of softness was something of a living sculpture. You, he could say, you were my favorite sculpture tonight, watching the wheels in your head spin. You are an interesting little woman, he could say, but he didn't.

That would be too easy.

"The Stallion and the Sea feels right tonight," he nodded. "Though we'll see if it can stand to Tusk-cat on the Prowl."
[8/1/2012 12:18:10 AM] Sami Brown: "One would hope so, or I'll be terribly disappointed and demand we come back for S&S instead." She smiled, twisting about to lean back against the railing.

"Is there anything else you wanted to see, perhaps a few square pieces of canvas?" Bellinda teased. What silly humans and their flat art.
[8/1/2012 12:26:54 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian chuckled. "There is just one I'd like to see." He lead her away from the balcony more briskly than before, with the practiced step of habit. The next level down did hold a few small sculptures, but Sebastian passed all these, instead leading to a broad canvas in a relatively quiet corner of the museum.

"This is one of the lesser-known, but better-executed works of D'cisco L'tori. In his time, he was criticized for his 'crude hand'. Later, he would be revered for developing a new style of painting. L'tori didn't just create shape with color, he created it with the paint itself. Each stroke was not just a line, but a -texture-."

Sebastian looked at Bellinda then, and was quiet for a short moment.

"Touch it."
[8/1/2012 12:43:19 AM | Edited 12:50:02 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda scurried after him, her hand held in his as they bounded down the stairs and through the next level. It was times like this that brought a true smile to her face. These moments where caught up in his excitement Sebastian was almost childlike, eager to show off and to impress. Always thinking, always considering.

They wandered through the lower level, rushing past a few sculptures and more squares that lined the wall before stopped directly in front of a rather large rectangle.

Once more Sebastian launched into a an explanation, though Bellinda's gaze never left the broad, stiffly shaped canvas, until of course he invited her to touch it.

"Touch it?" She repeated, confused for a moment. Wasn't this a museum? Wasn't stuff like that... frowned upon? A quick glance down each side of the room confirmed no one was looking. A small hand reached out to touch the nothingness before her and came to meet -something-.

The brushstrokes created lines and ridges, bumps and grooves in sweeping motions in combination with perfect smoothness. Her fingers traced the grooves that moved and swirled in rapid, yet organic arcs. It was like someone had taken a sculpture, taken the way she saw the sea, and pressed it flat into a canvas, until only the roughest edges remained.

Still stroking in wonder Bellinda turned to Sebastian, a single question on her lips.

"What is it?" She all but begged to know, looking back up at the wide, blank rectangle before her.
[8/1/2012 1:01:21 AM | Edited 1:07:18 AM] Ashley A: "It's called 'The Discovery.'" He said, then reached over and gently took her hand, guiding it to a specific place on the canvas.

"The first human stands on Corellian soil." It was a man, with solid, strong lines. "In the myth of the Five Brothers, the Celestials arranged a solar system, with the primary goal of bringing it life. Selonia," he guided her hand to the the upper left, brushed her fingers along the distinct circle, "Talus, Tralus, Drall," three more circles, "And Corellia." A wide sweeping curve under the man's feet. "He's greeted by the companions the Celestials chose specially for him. The flora," he followed a tree from roots to leaves, then brushed her fingers along the finely textured brambles, "And fauna." A canine face broke the bold vertical lines of the tree-trunks, "And the first Corellian woman." He guided her fingers along the smooth curves of the woman's hair. "The man is held in awe by the abundance around him, while the woman is held in awe by the stars." He swept her hands higher, letting her feel the smooth, subtle swirls of the black of the sky, punctuated by raised stars.
[8/1/2012 1:18:32 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's cold hand was enveloped in Sebastian's as he slowly guided her through the painting. As her fingers moved with the brush strokes, she concentrated, placing swirling lines flat against her mental image of the canvas. In quiet awe Bellinda watched 'The Discovery' take shape with every sweeping motion and smooth line. Her fingers tingled as they moved slowly across the canvas, the Corellian origin story unfolding in beautious wonder before her.

The people, the tree, the sky, the stars. All clear and unfolding, like sheet unveiling a sculpture this reveal that opened up a whole new world. When she had first touched the painting, Bellinda ached to be able to see what Sebastian saw. With everything stroke and every word though the haze disappeared, and she knew she wasn't missing anything at all.

Words could not possibly express the whirl of feelings within her in that moment, fingers swirling through the black of night, as she pieced together the artwork.
[8/1/2012 1:20:35 AM] Ashley A: "What do you think of your first painting?" Sebastian asked quietly, barely above a whisper, words close to her ear.
[8/1/2012 1:23:59 AM] Sami Brown: Turning to face him Bellinda's expression softened, mulling over the confusing and complex emotions that the activity had evoked. For a moment she tried to think of something clever, something witty, but nothing but the truth came to mind.

"Breathtaking."
[8/1/2012 1:29:06 AM] Ashley A: "As it should be," he said, lingering another moment before withdrawing to his usual height.

"Are you ready to return to the party?" His voice was uncharacteristically gentle, as if there were some gossamer object nearby that he did not want to break.
[8/1/2012 1:38:08 AM] Sami Brown: "I think so." She said, taking a last look at the empty blackness of the canvas before her, the faintest outline of the painting rising up into view as she wait. A smile spread largely across her face before turning up to look at Sebastian, nodding as though agreeing with herself.

"I could use at least one more of those fruity drinks they were passing out earlier, anyway."
[8/1/2012 2:07:27 AM] Ashley A: "That would be a -cocktail-, Lin," he chided, but there was a smile on his face as he led the way back to the lobby.

There were significantly more guests in the lobby than there had been before, as the time of the unveiling drew closer. The crowd had a life of its own, ebbing and flowing back and forth, a tangle and throng of people. Navigating the croud required a sharp eye and quick steps, and Sebastian put his arm around Bellinda's shoulder and guided her to one of the high tables that surrounded the bars.

"I'll be right back with those drinks," he said with a winning smile, and braved the crowd once more. He surfaced once more at the bar, leaning across the counter and relating the order.

As he did, a familiar silhouette appeared, eclipsing Bellinda's view of Sebastian.

"Miss Singh."

The way she leaned sideways against the counter made the line of her curves all the more dramatic.

"Mister Monroe," she said, toying with each syllable. "You're a strange man."

"Oh? And why is that." He wasn't challenging, but testing.

"Everyone else here is... -feeling the party-," she said. "Everyone... but you." She brushed a speck of dust off of his shirt. "And I want to know why that is."

Sebastian matched the intensity of her look. "You are a perceptive woman, Singh." He smiled. "But I strive to be a mystery."

"You know what I think it is. I think something in your head's wired differently." She gently tapped his temple. Sebastian didn't so much as flinch. "I'd like to puzzle you out."

"A tempting offer," he said, "but I have a business obligation."

She turned to look under her shoulder, giving Bellinda another appraising look. "That thing?

"Lin isn't entirely business." His voice wasn't defensive, so much as amused.

"Well I certainly can't see her being -pleasure-," Singh replied, with a disbelieving huff. "Besides, this is -Zeltros-, planet of rampant hedonism."

"I'm actually not too much of a fan of that," he said.

"I wouldn't have took you for a prude."

"It's not that," Sebastian said, with the tone he used when he was about to explain something particularly interesting. "The ease of hedonism on Zeltros, it takes away the... challenge. The -excitement-. What's easy is boring."

"Then you are a -very- difficult man, Sebastian."

The bartender slid two drinks to Sebastian, but Singh deftly caught one. She leaned up and whispered something in Sebastian's ear that made him smile brightly, then handed the drink to Sebastian. He watched her disappear into the sea of bodies, then began to make his way back towards Bellinda.

"There you are," he said, handing her the drink Singh had not touched and taking the seat across from her. Though his tone bore its customary flare, there was something about his countenance that seemed distracted.
[8/1/2012 2:57:38 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda scanned the dance floor absently, glance hitting the podium for just a moment before being drawn back to the bar. The vivid outline of Sebastian stood out amongst the writhing mass before her, his form growing more noticable and solid with each passing day. It wasn't all too uncommon for Miraluka to be able to spot a friend in a crowd or a line, the aura of the force, their life around them soon became unmistakeable. Such was the case for Sebastian Monroe, whose shimmering aura had shifted from a sort of swirling dim to a bright, nearly blinding beacon in a room of closely packed people.

A smile slipped across Bellinda's face as she watched the man, her friend, ordering drinks, but in a blink a shadow crossed him, obscuring him from view. The shape was unmistakably a woman, all curves and clingy clothing. They chatted, as Bellinda scrutinized from beneath her blindfold, unsure of what to make of the scene before her. The body language was... wrong. Or at least, it felt wrong, twisting a tiny little knot in her belly. In that moment the figure, the woman, looked back and everything clicked perfectly in place.

"Signh." Bellinda muttered aloud, her face in profile explained it all. A few more words were exchanged and the sultry woman walked away, disappearing into the crowd, but Sebastian's head followed, staring far longer than polite before returning to Bellinda, drinks in hand.

A smile covered his face, one she eagerly returned taking her drink in hand with a thank you, sipping from it longingly. Something was still off, distracting him.

"So what did Miss Singh want?" Bellinda asked, cooly, downing another sip.
[8/1/2012 3:03:41 AM] Ashley A: -Me-, Sebastian thought, and the thought made him smile wickedly at the table, but it was only the slightest of flickers and his attention had returned to Bellinda.

"She's interested in Adega," he said, "And it's not every day you get to meet the CEO." He took a long drink.
[8/1/2012 3:12:33 AM] Sami Brown: "Oh? Didn't seem like the only thing that had caught her attention." Lin took another sip, the cool fruity cocktail soothing her throat, her voice perfectly pleasant with a touch of coolness.
[8/1/2012 3:14:30 AM] Ashley A: "Well, I didn't make the Coruscant Daily Report top-30 elligible Billionares list for no reason," he said teasingly.
[8/1/2012 3:23:20 AM] Sami Brown: "No, no you didn't." Bellinda responded, a teasing smile spread across her face. Acid bubbled lazily in her stomach, mixing unpleasantly the sweet, fruit drink. Pushing the alcohol away Bellinda could see the obvious discomfort on the nearby party goers, they way the spread away, giving the table a wider birth. Zeltrons. Emotions. Damn.

And with a moment the emotions were gone, tucked away some place she wouldn't touch, and only very carefully, for a few more hours. Only a bright smile and another sip of her cocktail remained, the discomfort of the party goers already beginning to forget.

"Who else is on that list? I might have to start making a few callls."
[8/1/2012 3:40:16 AM] Ashley A: "Well, there's Rickardo Hannibal, the Trust Fund Baby of--"

Sebastian was cut off by a sudden surge of applause. "Ah!" he said, "They're starting."

Thalio stepped out and gave a few introductions, before handing it off to one of the senior curators and the resident sculpture expert, Rebenna Singh, to much whooping and cheering. She took several minutes to explain the history of the piece, its creation and then its journey to reach the museum.

"This is the part you really want to pay attention to," Sebastian said, subtly reminding her of their overall mission.

The lights then dimmed and the music rose, and with great drama, a form began to rise out of the center of the podium.

But it was not Tusk-cat on the Prowl.

It was a novelty-store sculpture of a little kitten, playing with a ball of yarn.

Silence.

Thalio's face somehow glowed a brighter shade of red, and he began to scream for security to lock down the room. The crowd suddenly erupted into shocked whispers, and Singh was so pale she almost looked human.

Sebastian stiffened, his eyes narrowed.

"Looks like someone beat us to it," he muttered, frustration edging into his voice, so low that only Bellinda could hear.
[8/1/2012 4:06:11 AM] Sami Brown: As the elaborate unveiling process went on Bellinda watched with interest, awaiting the great reveal. Rebenna did he song and dance, giving a regretfully -fascinating- lecture on its history and voyage to them, so much so that Bellinda was excited, no hyped to see the little piece.

The reveal though was something even greater. A small novelty kitten. It was fabulous, the look of fear and panic on Signh's face. The humiliation. Bellinda had to withhold the urge to giggle, gleeful in the harlots mortification. A wide smile covered the tiny woman's face until Sebastian whispered harshly, and instinctively her face fell.

"A pity, I was looking forward to seeing what all the fuss was about."
[8/1/2012 4:10:29 AM] Ashley A: "I'm sure," Sebastian said, but all lightness was gone from his tone. He raised a hand to his forehead, leaning over the table. He seemed to be thinking, analyzing, wondering what had gone wrong. But he simply said, "We're going to be here for quite a while longer."
[8/1/2012 4:16:17 AM] Sami Brown: As Sebastian's mood fell apart before her eyes, Bellinda reached almost instinctively to his arm in comfort, withdrawing at the last second. It wasn't her place, perhaps he didn't want such a thing.

"I imagine we are... But we can find out what happened to it, Seb. We'll start back from when it first arrived here at the museum, see if anything happened in transit. We'll find it." She whispered softly, looking up at him.
[8/1/2012 4:19:51 AM] Ashley A: His hand dropped and his eyes darted around the room, for no other reason than they could not seem to stay still.

"But Lin, I had every detail." He looked up at her, "-Every detail-." He suddenly grabbed his cocktail and drained it. "Well. But you're right. Getting it now is going to be even more of a challenge," he said, though his tone was wry.
[8/1/2012 4:36:00 AM] Sami Brown: Once more the overwhelming urge to comfort struck her and this time, cautiously she acted on it, her hand gently resting ontop of his.

"Like I said, we'll find the thief and teach them a lesson about stealing things. This just adds another layer of planning and research, and I know thats your second favorite part. We'll figure something out though, thats what matters." Bellinda pat the handle gently before smiling.

"Plus, once we retrieve it, who knows what other curios they have lying around."
[8/1/2012 4:44:45 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian finally returned the smile. "Who knows."

The noise of the room was growing to an uproar, and a wise waiter had begun to bring around trays overflowing with drinks. Sebastian went ahead and grabbed four. "Want to take bets on how long it takes us to get out of here?"
[8/1/2012 4:46:37 AM] Sami Brown: "Long enough for me to get delightfully tipsy and for you get mildly buzzed?" She smiled, withdrawing her hand to snatch up a drink taking a dainty sip before holding up in the universal symbol for cheers.
[8/1/2012 4:53:42 AM] Ashley A: "-Well said-," Sebastian said, and raised his glass to meet hers.

The police arrived soon after, and began taking statements and biometric scans from each guest. The identity Sebastian had arranged for Bellinda held up to even this scrutiny, as he knew it would. The final time count was four and a half hours, and Bellinda's prophesy had been quite accurate. By the time they were let out, the hour had just tipped past midnight, and on the virtue of not wasting a good buzz, Sebastian invited Bellinda to continue their conversation in his penthouse. The apholstery on the chairs, he said, was fantastic.

And so they settled in the posh furniture that formed the center of the room, with all the casuality born of a good strong drink, while a water feature bubbled in the background.

"What did you think of the party?" Sebastian asked, with the undertone of a laugh.
[8/1/2012 5:09:12 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda curled up, pleasantly intoxicated and barefoot, on the nice, smooth suede sitting chairs. It was true, the fabric and the texture was -fabulous-. The rest of the evening went very well, lots of free alcohol, good conversation and here it continued in a lovely penthouse hotel room.

"It was wonderful!" Bubbled Bellinda, "Though I'm sorry you're little rendevous with Miss Curves got cut off because of all that mess. We can kick the guy responsible extra hard when we find him if you'd like."
[8/1/2012 5:12:33 AM] Ashley A: "Miss Curves?" he chortled. "Now... I'm starting to get this... -sneaking- suspicion that you did not quite like Miss Singh."
[8/1/2012 5:15:28 AM] Sami Brown: "She seemed perfectly pleasant that whole two lines she said to me," Bellinda laughed. "I especially liked how I was completely invisible about 98.9% of the time, helped me really take a shine to her."
[8/1/2012 5:16:26 AM] Ashley A: "Well can you really blame her? She probably though you were one of those wire-frame scupltures from the Lillik room."
[8/1/2012 5:19:27 AM] Sami Brown: "Well, then perhaps you should go on these trips alone more often then, I'd hate to be holding you back." Bellinda's voice dropped low.
[8/1/2012 5:21:34 AM | Edited 5:21:41 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian smiled widely, a light of fascination in his eye not unlike a little boy prodding a lizard with a stick. "Come now, Lin, then who'd crush all the little police men to death. Besides," he nearly purred, "You'd miss me."
[8/1/2012 5:22:47 AM] Sami Brown: "You managed before, you'll manage again. As for me missing you? Utterly irrelevant."
[8/1/2012 5:24:05 AM] Ashley A: "Deflected but not denied, -interesting-," he crooned.
[8/1/2012 5:25:25 AM] Sami Brown: "Oh please," Bellinda said, tossing a pillow from her perch with near perfect accuracy. "I'm not some puzzle for you to sit around and mull over."
[8/1/2012 5:26:55 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian caught the pillow and crossed his arms around it, still unphased. "And why do you say that?"
[8/1/2012 5:30:23 AM] Sami Brown: "Because I'm not. I'm, believe it or not, a person. With feeeeeelings." She said drawing out the sound of the word as she flipped her legs over the arm of the chair. Bellinda struggled for a moment to put the feelings to words. "I just don't appreciate being toyed with."
[8/1/2012 5:32:00 AM] Ashley A: "-Feelings-," he teased, "What are these -feelings- of which you speak?"
[8/1/2012 5:34:59 AM | Edited 5:40:10 AM] Sami Brown: "Emotions, I'm about about 68% sure you're utterly devoid of them." She said not entirely truthfully. "But for that other 42% of the time you're like... You know what never mind. I don't think I even know what I'm trying to convey. I'm drunk." Bellinda said, shaking her head, exasperated.

"Point is, perhaps you should find someone else to crush the police for ya. I hear there are a great deal of very pretty mercenaries out there."
[8/1/2012 5:42:47 AM] Ashley A: "You know, Miss Bellinda Maskrr, jealousy is one step above pride." He grinned smugly.
[8/1/2012 5:45:10 AM] Sami Brown: "Jealousy? I have -nothing- to be jealous about, you've made that more than clear." Bellinda all but hissed back.
[8/1/2012 5:46:23 AM] Ashley A: "What makes you think that?" he asked, though the amusement was replaced by a tone of genuine curiosity.
[8/1/2012 6:08:39 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda groaned, the conversation spinning in circles because of her inability to express herself, and his constant prodding. "You're infuriating, I hope you know that...." She muttered, getting up and beginning the process of collecting her things. There was no need to put herself through this any longer, not when there was a jacuzzi tub to enjoy back in her suite.

"Wheres my cane?" She muttered, glancing around the room, heightening her focus. Thats when of course she noticed it.

Sitting, as though it had always been there, a standard feature of the room, right on a table between two vases was the sculpture. A perfectly to scale Tusk-cat, on the prowl.

Turning around, still without her cane all Bellinda could stutter out was "Are you joking? This is -not- funny."
[8/1/2012 6:11:50 AM] Ashley A: The word 'infuriating' inspired in his countenance the most wicked of grins, and he made no move to stop Bellinda save for swinging his feet around to rest on the floor.

"I never joke," he said plainly.
[8/1/2012 6:14:42 AM | Edited 6:14:46 AM] Sami Brown: "When did you get it?" Bellinda asked, now feeling the overwhelming urge to laugh, The whole situation was comical, really. Her storming out angrily to stumble upon the entire reason she was there, a reason she thought was far offworld before now.
[8/1/2012 6:15:33 AM] Ashley A: "Get what?" he asked, but it was clear he was just teasing now.
[8/1/2012 6:17:09 AM] Sami Brown: "The sculpture. The tusk cat on the prowl." She said pointing at it before lifting it up with the most delicate of touches, spinning it around to examine the detail. "You had it all along, didn't you?"
[8/1/2012 6:18:42 AM] Ashley A: "Oh that?" he shrugged. "Picked it up on a whim... day before yesterday or so." As if it were a flea-market trinket.
[8/1/2012 6:20:39 AM] Sami Brown: Setting the piece back down, Bellinda shook her head, sitting back down quietly in her spot. Defeated. "Well then, my dear Sebastian, what was the point of flying me out here to help steal a priceless artifact you already have?" Bellinda asked, tucking her feet up under legs for warmth.
[8/1/2012 6:21:23 AM] Ashley A: "Well I couldn't just -ask- you to a night at the museum," he said. "That would be boring."
[8/1/2012 6:23:13 AM] Sami Brown: "Dreadfully boring." The woman agreed with a laugh. " You deserve some sort of award for that performance earlier, the dejected and downtrodden Sebastian, masterfully done."
[8/1/2012 6:25:54 AM] Ashley A: "Why thank you," he said, tossing the pillow back to her. "To your credit you did make it rather difficult to keep a straight face." He sounded quite pleased by this.
[8/1/2012 6:27:13 AM] Sami Brown: "I apologize, I'll think twice next time I dare to feel compassionate around you." She teased grabbing the pillow and gently hugging it to herself, gooseflesh rippling over her arms with chill.
[8/1/2012 6:31:21 AM] Ashley A: "A wise decision. Though, I do believe you enjoyed yourself all the same." He grinned.

"Cold?" Sebastian clapped twice, and the glass fireplace behind Bellinda suddenly whooshed to life.
[8/1/2012 6:34:05 AM] Sami Brown: The sudden addition of warm air was pleasant, lifting the shivers up and away from her skin. "Thanks... I really did have a good time tonight." Bellinda added, curled up and comfortable next to the fire.

"So, thank you for a night out. It was most entertaining."
[8/1/2012 6:37:03 AM] Ashley A: "You are quite welcome," he said, sounding rather self-satisfied.

"And, to clear up something mentioned previously... -no one- can crush a man like you can." There was a sudden an unexpected tenderness in his tone, one that teetered at the edge of mocking but somehow managed to remain earnest.
[8/1/2012 12:11:25 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda couldn't help but but smile as he paid her the compliment. Whether or not it was intended to be one was debateable, but for now she'd accept it as such.
[8/1/2012 12:15:09 PM] Sami Brown: "And while we're in the business of clearing up statements, I wasn't jealous, I just think you ought to aim for higher than a two credit harlot of a museum curator." Bellinda put simply, a mischievious look sat happily on her face as she lounged comfortably in the chair.
[8/1/2012 12:16:10 PM] Sami Brown: "She can't eve keep her prized exhibit secure."
[8/1/2012 2:12:18 PM] Sami Brown: *prods at to make posts load*
[8/1/2012 2:13:14 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed heartily. Miss Singh really -had- gotten under her skin, Sebastian could not have planned so great an experiment if he'd had a sterlile lab and a microscope. "There is intellectual pleasure, and there there is... -pleausure-. Though the former has been quite satisfactory tonight." He might call Miss Singh later to satisfy the latter, but she was the kind of plaything enjoyed for a moment then quickly forgotten and dropped behind.

Bellinda, puzzle that she was, offered a much longer lasting sort of enjoyment. As if she somehow, unconsciously, wanted to prove that point, their conversation lasted far into the night, until the sky started to blush pink with dawn once more. Bellinda left to pack her things and Sebastian saw to his, tucking the sculpture away once more.

He met Bellinda at the hangar, assuring her that her oncoming hangover would not be the end of the world, leaving her with a bow, and the promise which now remained unspoken, but still present, that she would be seeing him again sometime soon.

Sebastian had a few more loose ends to tie up, and he did so, but unlike so many he had no desire to linger on Zeltros. It was, to him, a planet of ease, which made it interesting at some times and boring at so very many others. As his ship accelerated into the distorted light of hyperspace, Sebastian did not sleep. Rather, he stared out of the viewport, eyes darting between the swirls and shadows of light, but those were not what he saw. He was thinking to himself, and his thoughts made him smile, with the sort of nearly-bewildered light of a man of science whose subject has just proven him quite wrong, but in the best way possible.

[Moonfire]

[8/1/2012 7:18:36 PM] Sami Brown: The Sith did a great deal in the name of science. The constant struggle to understand, to -know- was something many of them dealt with, perhaps just as many that hungered for power or for vengence. It was a complicated thing, passion, with all its forms. What Lord Barrus most passioned for was unlocking the secrets of life, and it was here in his private laboratory on Korriban that he attempted just that.

Bellinda had been like an assistant of his since her arrival at the Temple months ago, and while she was still technically considered an Initiate they had developed a close sort of relationship. She ran his Public relations work, leaving the charismatic scientist more time to tinker away in his beastiary, in return he'd lecture her during his experiments, gave her free access to his lab with his apprentices, despite the absence of such a relationship.

That afternoon, as an errand Bellinda was to help with ordering some shipments for the lab, receiving, calling in and even unpacking while Lord Barrus handled his business off world. The only people within the lab were a few of the apprentices directly under the Lord himself, and of course Bellinda.

Looking over the order and receiving forms Bellinda discovered something truly delightful. A whole shipment of Narglatch cubs, small little kittens flown in from Naboo, and they were -cute- little apex predators. Looking over the order forms she saw that the mysterious adventurer CEO, Sebastian Monroe had a few shipments coming in through out the day, it seemed like the perfect opportunity for him to see his investment in practice. A few choice words with Lord Barrus sealed the deal and Sebastianw as scheduled to arrive on planet at any moment for his own personal tour of the private lab of Lord Barrus.
[8/1/2012 7:58:48 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian was looking forward to this afternoon, as any one spent with Bellinda could not possibly be boring. Not compared to meetings, anyway.

He was also rather intrigued by the scientific experiments the Sith were doing. Science had always been interesting to him, and he was quite knowledgable, though the unpredictability and seeming futility of business had proven more alluring.

"Hello Lin," he said, upon spotting the little woman. "Let's hope this improves upon your last tour."
[8/1/2012 8:16:48 PM] Sami Brown: "Sebastian, lovely seeing you again." Bellinda said with a smile, a datapad in hand. Her hands moved over the screen, having memorized the different sections and their purposes to accomodate her inability to see the glowing blue tablet. A small speaker was attached to her ear, methodically reading aloud the information on the screen, finishing the variety of orders that needed to be made.

"So, lets get this tour underway." She said, setting the panel down on the desk before her. "Welcome to Lord Barrus' personal Laboratory."

The wide open room seemed like any other lab. State of the art equipment and shining metal instrument panels and a disection table with a variety of gadgets and gizmos that's uses escaped Bellinda.
[8/1/2012 8:55:57 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian analyzed each price of equipment, spotting some familiar forms, such as the examination tables, and where the forms were unfamiliar, familiar names, as with the Mass Spectrometer.

The smell in the room was distinct to these places, a mingling of formaldehyde and bleach. Sebastian walked by a shelf of glass canisters, and paused to examine the pinkish, shriveled forms within. There were fetuses of several different species and adults of the smaller ones, each one with some marked deviation from the normal -- missing limbs, extra limbs, muscles of distorted size, multiple heads.

One specimen, a rodent, had only smooth sockets where it should have had eyes. "I like this one," Sebastian said. "It reminds me of you."
[8/1/2012 9:17:30 PM | Edited 9:57:21 PM] Sami Brown: "Which one? Miles?" She asked walked over, glancing at the jars for a moment.

"Ah yes, Miles. Hes one of Lord Barrus' favorites as well." Bellinda smiled. "Most of Lord Barrus' research, as you know, has to do with mutations and genetics, so he has quite a few oddities lying around... Which reminds me!" She said excitedly, scurrying forward, robes swishing across the ground as she went.

"Follow me, I have something to show you." They approached a large door, and with a few quick clacks over the keypad the door swished open, the sounds of creatures filling the room.

"This is my favorite part, the beastiary."
[8/1/2012 9:42:17 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian followed close behind Bellinda, his expression one of genuine curiosity. He couldn't remember ever having seen her move so quickly of her own accord.

The smell of the bestiary was as distinct as that of the lab, the musty-sweet of manure. These creatures were as unique as the ones floating in formaldehyde, but living, breathing, moving, shrieking.

"Fascinating," Sebastian said, taking in the whole image of the room.
[8/1/2012 10:12:47 PM] Sami Brown: The natural cavern that served as the beastiary stretched out in all directions, cages of every size and shape stacked together, filled creatures of every style. Some instantly recognizable, though... slightly off, other foreign and rarely seen.

The first one they encountered was a rather sweet Bantha by the name of Edgar, forever accompanied by his second head Allen. Another was a husk lizard, commonly kept as pets, that had surprisingly acidic saliva, of the variety that could burn a whole through a mans hand in minutes, her name was Marnie.

As they walked Bellinda explained their name and reason for being there, some perfectly normal and only for testing or gene splicing, others for intense study. Soon they neared some of the larger cages, most used to hold massive beasts of incredible sizes, and the most aggressive.

But in one came soft mewlings, tiny cries for attention and food. Bellinda smiled brightly grabbing Sebastian's hand and pulling him towards the cage full of newborn Naglatch cubs, climbing and tumbling over one another to get to the bars of the cage.

"Aren't they adorable?" She asked.
[8/1/2012 10:25:10 PM] Ashley A: Bellinda's hand was cold, her tugging had hardly more strength than a light breeze, but Sebastian smiled and humored her enthusiasm. She wanted to please him, she was like a puppy.

"Oh yes," Sebastian said. He suddenly laughed. "Look at that one." One of the cubs had stopped trying to climb on top of the others, and was instead chasing and snapping at their tails.
[8/1/2012 11:20:48 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda beamed watching as the tiny kitten snapped and pawed at the others paddle shaped tails. At this age they were harmless outside of a few scratches, tiny and playful.

"Let's play with them." With a deft hands over the keypad lock on their cage the eager little woman openned the cage, picking up the three house cat sized babies, holding them out to Sebastian to take his pick.
[8/1/2012 11:37:36 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian took the cub that was squirming the most energetically, taking it by the scruff of the neck, then scooping his arm under its feet.

The cub's fur was surprisingly soft, and Sebastian scratched it under the chin. The cub gurgled, eyes rolling back into his head with the ecstasy of being pet.
[12:08:32 AM | Edited 12:26:30 AM] Sami Brown: The remaining two nestled up in Bellinda's arms, cuddling and cooing. "They're Narglatch cubs, the top of the food chain on Naboo." She explained, pressing her face into their soft fur.

"We received them earlier today, Lord Barrus is most excited. He's planning to do some very complicated gene-splicing while they're still young. We're hoping for some very -interesting- results." Bellinda explained as a pair of apprentices walked past. The pair while silent were tense, angry, negative vibes rippled through the force from them.

Anir and Lorenzo had been Lord Barrus' apprentices for some time now, and a sort of rivalry had built up between them, the kind almost expected amongst the Sith. It was against the rules to kill another apprentice or initiate, though 'accidents' always happened...

Quietly, the tension thick enough to cut with a saber, the pair approached their charge.

"Afternoon, Helen." Lorzeno said, finally breaking the harsh silence. The monsterous creature within the heavy barred cage stalked back and forth, tail twitching impatiently. It was a horror to behold at first glance, this beast. Like all howlrunners Helen wore exposed bone plates with gnashing jaws to protect the skull and face. Back and forth, back and forth Helen paced, yellowed eyes watching, hungry.

"Lets hurry up and feed 'er" Lorenzo said turning to facing Anir. His face wrinkled in confusion. "Ya didn't bring da meat, idiot. What're we gonna feed 'er?"

A wicked grin slid across Anir's face. "I've got a couple ideas." His lightsaber's ignited in a flash of red, the trademark buzz hissing through the air.

Before Lorenzo could withdraw his saber he was cornered, back against the bars of the cage, Helen stalking back and forth, sniffing the air. In two brilliant slashes Lorenzo fell, leaving only the slightest gash across three bars as he did. Throwing the pieces of the former apprentice between the bars, Anir admired his easy victory. No one would ever know, save Helen who sniffed the body parts with disinterest.

As Anir walked away though something curious happened. Helen, who usually ate her food in a passive, though ever watchful way. Helen began to slam herself against the bars, the thud of rippled muscle against metal echoing around. Again and again the monster threw herself against the bars until, damaged by the foolish apprentice's strike, until finally they gave.

Anir's scream pierced the air for only the briefest of moments, silenced suddenly with a gurgle. Helen was no ordinary howlrunner, like most of her companions in captivity she had a deformation- an oddity, or in her case a gift. Mute from birth, Helen was a silent killer, and the hunt was on.
[12:33:29 AM] Ashley A: At first, Sebastian brushed off the introduction of a steady banging noise to the ambience of the bestiary. It made sense in such a place. However, the agonized scream, suddenly cut short and the abrupt stop in the banging caught Sebastian's attention. Even more indicative was the way the Narglatch cubs suddenly grew very quiet and very still, nostrils flared and eyes darting in every direction.

Sebastian's cub jumped down to join the others, and he did not stop it. Instead, he scanned the rest of the bestiary, then turned back to Bellinda.

"It sounds like things are about to get rather exciting."
[12:45:32 AM | Edited 12:45:38 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda stood up straight slowly, scanning the area slowly as the cubs tumbled and moved back into the hidden safety of their cage. The beastiary air had grown tense and wildly electric. Something was wrong, even Sebastian could tell.

"What the-" Bellinda started as something moved in her periphery, suddenly lundging forward.

"Move!" She shouted suddenly, diving down against another cage despite the angry protesting of her leg. The monster came, crashing and careening into a large cage full of various avians shrieking wildly from the sudden attack, their bars dented inwards. Helen opened her mouth as though to roar, but nothing came as Bellinda scrambled backwards.
[1:07:44 AM] Ashley A: The hall between cages was narrow, and the monster had Bellinda pinned against the cage across from the cubs, its length spanning the whole width of the space. Sebastian jumped forward, grabbing the door of the Narglatch cage and slamming it open with all the strength he could muster. It swung, colliding with the monster's hip and ringing with the force.

The howlrunner's hindquarters leapt away in reaction, and the predator's eyes shifted from the prey to the threat. There was no dramatic hesitation this time, and the howlrunner reared to swat him down. Though Sebastian threw himself backwards, he could see that it would not be enough.

There was a moment of stunning mental clarity, a crystaline revelation as the howlrunner's claws dug into his shoulder.

'Why' was the word, the question. Why had he thrown the gate? So automatically, so naturally, without thinking, protecting Bellinda. Why had he done that?

The claws dug down, to the center of his chest, before pulling away again. Suddenly he was on the ground, at the corner of the floor and a cage. A heartbeat later, Sebastian's chest erupted in pain which longed to overflow into a scream, but he bit his tongue. And though every instinct screamed to run, to move, he remained still.

The howlrunner sniffed at him once before turning her attention back to Bellinda.
[1:31:43 AM] Sami Brown: There was no room left to scramble backwards as Bellinda stared down the face of the predator, its skull-face and glowing yellow eyes taunting as the great Sith struggled to clear her head. Almost instrictively sparks began to sizzle and pop, glimmering and flashing audbly as the charge, collecting into her hands. A hand raised up as though shielding herself Bellinda watched in confused horror as the cage door slammed into Helen's hip.

Bellinda bit back a shout as the creature turned, swiping down with speed and persicion unmatched, ripping a bloody gash across Sebastian's chest. The air around the woman charged and sparked dangerously as she flung herself up from the cage wall, the mangled leg forgotten.

The monster turned back to her, it yellow eyes gleaming in anticipation. With a single thrust of both arms Bellinda unleashed the pent up static in a blinding flash. The beasts skin and flesh burst open and sizzled audibly with the force of the strike. The beast frozen in time as the electricty surged through it hovered for a moment before falling backwards. Twitching and charred the beast hit the ground, its split and blackend skull, its crooked grin jeering all the while.

Bellinda gasped for breath, the heavy usage of the force in such a blow was exhausting. "Sebastian!" She cried out, limping forward.
[1:47:51 AM] Ashley A: Blackness overwhelmed Sebastian's vision for a moment, the blood rushing from his head as he tried to stand. His good arm was pressed across his chest though blood still flowed freely, and the only clear thought his mind could manage to form as he looked at the fallen howlrunner was 'Damn.'

Bellinda was concerned about Sebastian, but Sebastian was concerned about the rustle of feathers and the gnashing of beaks. "Mind... the birds," he gasped, inclining his head toward the howlrunner carcass, which was being systematcially ripped into long shreds by the flock of orange birds. One of larger birds shoved a smaller one away, which suddenly looked up to meet Sebastian's gaze.

He began to edge away, walking quicker until the world began to buck and sway in a fit of dizziness. He leaned heavily back against a cage, then pressed his eyes shut before forcing them open, attempting to find some way to draw a breath around the pain.

"We need to get out of here," he said, walking again as the little orange bird with the wicked black beak hopped curiously behind, licking at the trail of blood he left along the floor.
[2:09:07 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's gaze flicked towards the orange birds, fully understanding the threat as Sebastian stumbled forward, clutching his wounds. The blood seeped out between his fingers visibly, dripping across the floor as he attempted to step forward.

Wordlessly Bellinda clutched his side pulling his injured arm around her as best she could before stepping forward, bearing as much of his weight as possible. Her hip and leg screamed in agony as they walked one step at time.

Their movement though was too slow, the flock of birds having ravaged most of howlrunner carcass to shreds as the pair made slow, agonizing progress. The menacing birds quickly began to lose interest in the spoiled, fried meat of the beast, watching curiously as the smallest of the flock licked and followed the slow moving pair. Others began to join him, their smooth pale tongues licking expectantly at the floor before looking up at the hobbling pair.

Turning Bellinda saw the commotion, there was no way they'd be able to leave and lockdown the beastiary in time. Panicked, heart pounding hard in her chest she looked around, a single cage, just large enough for the two of them stood open. With a great heave Bellinda pushed herself harder, the birds steadily moving behind them, lapping at the floor in a frenzy.

With a single hard shove Bellinda launched them both onto the floor of the cage, her mind wrapping around the door of the cage and wrenching it close with a slam.
[12:30:28 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian did not quite realize he was falling until the cold cement floor slapped him across the back, and he could not help but cry out. His breathing was heavy and shallow, everything around his chest wet and slick with blood. An impossibly loud noise worked its way through the laberythine layers of altered logic, until he realized it meant safety.

Relative safety, anyway.

"Blood... is supposed to stay... on the inside... right?"
[12:51:25 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda had no time to enjoy their safety, clawing her way up from the cement cage floor and ontop of the gasping Sebastian.
[12:56:08 PM] Sami Brown: Kneeling painfully over him, Bellinda's hands moved in a flurry, running over the gash of the shredded oxford before ripping it away, the moca skin exposed and covered in blood. The wound was deep, bone and flesh exposed, Sebastian's lifeblood flowing away with every heartbeat.
[1:00:57 PM] Sami Brown: The sight struck the Sith deeply, memories of her leg bloody and twisted flashing over the scene. Her hands ran over the wound as though trying to force the blood back into the body.
[1:03:16 PM] Sami Brown: "Sebastian, this going to hurt. I'm going to try to close the wound, but I'm no healer. No matter how much it hurts you have to stay concious."
[3:26:22 PM] Ashley A: From Bellinda's tone, Sebastian knew it was bad. He was trying to crush the metal bars of the cage with each hand as if somehow that was enough to anchor him to reality.

"Should be easy en--"

It hit him like a bucket of ice water. Every muscle snapped tight, the air abandoning his lungs in a guttural scream.

A sudden shot of adrenaline cleared his vision, and Sebastian forced himself to breath again, the drive to survive overwhelming the panicked insistence to not die.

The pain radiated outward, sharp tendrils down each arm, up the back of his spine. He force his mind to accept it, to feel it but be unbothered by it. It took off the edge, but only that.

Breathe.

One hundred, ninety nine, ninety eight, he told himself that he just had to wait until zero, then it would be over, then he would make it stop.

...five, four, three, two, one.

...

One hundred, ninety nine, ninety eight...
[4:07:16 PM] Sami Brown: It was an agonizing process healing a broken body, repairing cut muscles and skin, breathing life back into damaged cells. The Jedi healers were trained in calming and soothing techniques to try and ease it, an extensive part of their craft. But Bellinda knew little of these, using only her rudimentary understanding of anatomy and physiology and her control over the Force she moved across Sebastian's body.

Nerves sprang alive as Sebastian yelled in agony, flesh knitting together beneath Bellinda's hands, the repaired and reinvigorated cells screaming. The Sith pictured in her mind the movements of each muscle, the way the contracted and expanded together as she moved, watching carefully as the slowly began to form together. As muscle met muscle the skin began to fuse together, as if time itself was moving backwards, undoing the damage. A long jagged scar, dark and shiny formed slowly across his chest and arm as she worked, silent and focused. After what felt like hours she had finished, flesh sealed and blood moving.

"Why, Sebastian? What were you thinking?" She asked softly, her voice a ragged whisper as she took in a deep breath. Tenderly she wiped away the sticky, half clotted blood from his skin with the tattered remains of his shirt, wiping off her stained and messy hands before gently cupping his face in her hand, gently stroking his soft curls.
[4:32:51 PM | Edited 4:41:47 PM] Ashley A: In the wake of the indescribable agony, the burning throb was bearable. The dark at the edges of his vision had stopped advancing. Cautiously, he released the bars and relaxed, breathing growing deeper.

Bellinda had no eyes to focus on, she he watched her lips as she spoke. They were so red. She'd put on lipstick for him. Her hands were cool and offered some distraction from the pain.

"Lin," he said, raising his hand. His fingertips rested on the edge of her jaw and his thumb brushed along her cheek, as if to wipe away the tears that could not possibly be there, leaving dots and streaks of blood. "I think... I'm getting rather attached to you."
[4:51:47 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's small frame shook and shivered, suddenly cold despite the flushed face and the feverish Sebastian at her side. Her own body was angry and alive with pain, her hip and knee swollen and stiff, protesting. She couldn't stand. Another swell of emotion hit her as he spoke, spinning and swirling out of control.

Relief. Relief that he was okay. Fear. Confusion. Attachment? Anxiety. Happiness? Her heart thudded in her chest uncomfortably, a choking feeling in the pit of her stomach as he stroked her cheek, looking up at her so pathetically. How could she have let this happen?

Silently she dug through the folds of her robes, withdrawing a roughed up, but largely okay comm-link. Within a few moments another initate from Bellinda's barracks was informed of the situation and promised to bring help. As they waited Bellinda softly stroked the smooth, shiny curls of Sebastian's hair, unspeaking.
[5:03:54 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian moved his injured arm ever so slightly, and the searing burn was a small price to pay for the knowledge that the arm still worked. He let his other hand fall to the inside of Bellinda's elbow, gently resting his fingers there. Suddenly, he huffed a weak laugh, though there was a spark of humor in his eyes.

"I told you you'd get a rain check on playing with my hair."
[5:52:40 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda couldn't help but smile some as she gently ran her fingers through, seperating the loosely formed curls before springing back gently into shape.

"Took the chance while I could." She said softly, fingers running through the black locks. "If we keep getting into messes like this, I'm not sure how many more I'll have."
[5:58:40 PM] Ashley A: "About that," he said, starting to push himself up, though the airy lightness of blood rushing from his head pulled him back down, "I think I owe you now." His tone and expression implied the absurdity of the idea. "I'd like to say we're even but I think you would have been just fine." He smiled wryly.
[6:13:45 PM] Sami Brown: "Stop moving around so much. Some healers will be here soon." She scolded, adjusting herself so that his head rested carefully across her lap.

"Don't do anything like that again." Bellinda whispered, looking down at him. The doors of the beastiary swished open as three apprentices and a rather surly looking Sith Master ran in, red sabers buzzing and a glow. Within moments they had dispatched the menacing orange birds, the cavern floor littered with bodies and floating downy feathers.

Carefully two of the apprentices picked up Sebastian, heading for the med-bay of the Temple, the other picking Bellinda up like a child in his arms as she explained in her rasping broken voice what happened, struggling to stay awake.
[6:26:05 PM] Ashley A: "No promises," he said, a hint of his usual smug smile returning.

When the apprentices arrived, Sebastian tried to insist on walking, but the master plainly refused, citing the pale ghosting under his skin. He bore the undignity with patience, or perhaps he'd just been looking for something to distract his mind.
[6:53:18 PM] Sami Brown: The pair whisked to the med-bay, Sebastian quickly looked over by a team of healers and given a variety of pain medications, critising the sloppy job Bellinda had done as they worked. Everything, for the most part was in working order, though a couple units of blood shorter than usual. The muscles would be tender for a few days and the localized pain around the scar and chest would last for a while, but should be manageable. If a more skilled healer had been present the scar would not have been nearly as dramatic, but all agreed he was lucky to be alive.

Bellinda on the other hand refused any medication, gritting her teeth she watched as the healers popped and manipulated her leg, twisting the swollen and scar riddled limb back into position. She gasped loudly as the joints popped back into place, trembling in pain, but never once crying. Refusing all other treatment she was told that it would take days for her to be able to stand again, even assisted by her cane.

It wasn't until hours later that Sebastian would be let go, told only to take it easy and keep his pain managed. Concerned Lords and Masters came from every corner of the Temple to apologize and explain what sort of measures would be made to prevent such a thing from happening again, letting Sebastian know that if he ever needed -anything-, they'd be more than happy to assist.
[7:09:15 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian watched with more interest than concern as the medical staff attended to Bellinda. She refused medication, despite the pain, despite the fact that it might have helped her walk again more quickly. Sebastian welcomed a cooling salve, knowing that the sooner he could move his arm again the more thoroughly the muscle tissue would heal.

He quickly grew bored with the doting care, knowing a great deal of cautious glances had much more to do with his identity than with any current danger. He eased the qualms of the parade of apologetic parties, simply because he was happy to tuck away a list of favors. Though he owed Bellinda, the Sith now owed him.

Sebastian was glad when the hovering medical staff dispersed, though as Bellinda had left yet, he didn't either.

"That was exciting, we should do it again sometime," he quipped brightly.
[7:15:17 PM] Sami Brown: "Thrilling, hows next week looking for you?" She said weakly with a smile, confined to a bed for the next few days. It would be a few weeks before would be able to walk comfortably, or at least... in her usual manner, but perhaps it was a good opportunity to listen to a few medical lectures.
[7:41:50 PM] Ashley A: "Quite a few social engagements, golfing with some share holders. But see," He pushed himself to his feet and moved over to sit on the edge of Bellinda's bed. "I've got this friend, who's apparently going to be -bedridden- for the next few days, and, well, I think she'll be rather lonely without company. Plus," he added, with the air of admitting a ulterior motive. "I kind of owe her."
[7:49:55 PM] Sami Brown: "You don't owe me anything." Bellinda said waving her hand softly, dismissing the very idea. "Don't do that. You'll be dreadfully bored stuck here in the Temple. You'll be stir crazy in a matter of hours."
[7:51:51 PM] Ashley A: "Hm, not if I got the chance to pick your brain." He smiled winningly.
[7:53:54 PM] Sami Brown: She smiled back. "Well, feel free. I can't garuntee theres much for you to find."
[7:59:31 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed lightly to himself, then was quiet a long moment. He gave Bellinda a long, appraising look, from her somewhat frazzled red hair to the toes of her twisted leg.
"I could get you a new one, you know," he said thoughtfully.
[8:06:30 PM] Sami Brown: "A new what?" She asked softly, lifting her head up. "Oh?... That." Bellinda shook her head weakly.
"I don't want a new one."
[8/2/2012 9:14:27 PM] Ashley A: "Why not?" He wasn't chiding or teasing, there was no lightness to his tone, only an intense yet patient curiosity. He found himself watching her mouth again. Like the eyes, the mouth had its own unspoken language of emotional nuance, but it was not so easily understood, more mysterious, more challenging.
[8/2/2012 9:26:29 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda took a moment to try and put to words her feelings. How does one explain something, like the force to someone who couldn't weild it? Couldn't feel it or see it like she did.

"My leg, its a part of me. A broken, ugly part, but its not entirely useless... The Force flows through all of us. It helps my species see in an evironment where eyes and light aren't compatible, it binds life and sentients together. As a Force user my powers are completely dependent on my connection, removing a part of myself, replacing it with metal will lessen my connection, lessen my power, lessen my -sight-. Thats not something I'm willing to give up, no matter how big or small, if I can help it." Resting she smiled.

"Though, if I happen to lose it in some freak accident, you'll be the first to know."
[8/2/2012 9:46:12 PM] Ashley A: "Oh yes," Sebastian said, "Given our history I'll probably be there."

Though his reply was quick, his mind lingered on her answer. He had gotten a small taste, an answer as to the source of that odd Miralukan sight, but that taste only made him hunger for more.

"Tell me what the world looks like, to you."
[8/2/2012 10:02:10 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda couldn't help but laugh at the question, one that she had asked time and time again since childhood.

"Its difficult to explain, Sebastian. I have no other frame of reference, this is the only way I've ever experienced the universe. I can see around everyone and everything, living or once living a sort of... aura. I can tell from it, if I concentrate, what sort of person you are. Not like... deeply, I can't see if you're funny or anxious... Just negatives and positive. The closer I get to a person or an object the brighter the aura becomes. Force users, depending on their strength and connection can be dimmer or brighter as well. I know whats happening behind closed doors, or walls. It can be distracting, so I try to focus on only whats happening directly in front of me." She rambled, it was all of these things but more. So much more.

"What does it look like to you?"
[8/2/2012 10:49:55 PM] Ashley A: What kind of person am I, Sebastian wanted to ask, but at the same time, he didn't. That was something people could never put into words.

He considered her question, for a moment. All the words he has to describe his world were based on mutual understanding, dependent on the fact that the other person had experienced the same thing.

He would need words that transcended experience, that spoke to a deeper understanding. So he closed his eyes.
[8/2/2012 10:59:28 PM] Ashley A: "You can feel texture with your fingertips," he began, "And you can -see- it with your eyes. Imagine a rough plane, and a light-- no, a breeze, from one end, crossing that plane. The places where the breeze hits would be brighter, the lee side darker. And from far away, you could perceive from those shadows, the pattern of the plain. Fabric has light, square-ish shadows where the threads weave together at right angles. Stone has a rough texture, and so many rough little shadows. A face has smooth, round shadows, that let you see each feature." He brushed his fingers along the gaunt of Bellinda's cheek, demonstrating. "So there's a visual texture. But then there's also color. Color is... a -scent-, for your eyes. Sweet is flowers and citrus, red is apples and sunsets. Fresh and crisp is cut grass and soap, blue is oceans and skies. Musk and pine is a forest, brown is dirt and mountains and nature. A color does not necessarily remind you consciously of those other things, but it stirs the -emotion- attached to them. A rainbow, a painting, is like a well-cooked dish, all of the ingredients, distinct in their own way, mixing together to create something that is more than the sum of its parts, something whole. A -taste-, or a -sight-. Seeing is -feeling-, in a lot of ways, -feeling-, from a distance."
[8/2/2012 11:14:36 PM] Sami Brown: It was a question Bellinda had posed many times through her 24 years of life. One that never received a satisfactory response. People would always fall back into words that she didn't understand. Talking about color and light, concepts so far removed, explained in ways she'd never grasp. But Sebastian... Sebastian was special.

Just as he had brought to life a painting beneath her fingers, he brought to life the world of the seeing. A choking noise filled her throat as he finished, something akin to a sob. Taking a moment to compose herself, she smiled.

"You almost make me feel like I'm missing out." Bellinda said with a soft smile, sniffling.
[8/2/2012 11:31:47 PM] Ashley A: Bellinda's sudden expression of emotion struck something deep within Sebastian. It was not pity or compassion, no, it was nothing like or related to Bellinda's emotion. It was the warmth of a lightbulb suddenly glowing, a revelation, a discovery.

He had the power to cause this within her. It was no cheap or common emotion, not like the ones he so easily spun in other people. No, this was something deep, something profound. Something fragile. He had touched, perhaps, the deepest aspect of her psyche, but that connection existed only as the slightest of gossamer threads. Sebastian felt a desire, then, but not the kind of desire that usually came with power. Bellinda was not an experiment, she was a world. Discovery, this warmth, this addictive little thrill would not come through manipulating, only exploring. From under the thick canopy of surface cordiality, he had just been given a glimpse of her sky.

"You are," Sebastian said plainly, "But really, so are most of the people with eyes."

Music, he suddenly wondered. Could that cast another thread?
[8/2/2012 11:40:45 PM] Sami Brown: "Comforting." She laughed, pulling herself back together, tucking away the vulnerability. There was a time and a place for acting like a fool, and usually alcohol was involved.

"But really, you don't need to hang around the Temple. I'll be back to normal in a few days, and I'll probably be dreadfully boring or asleep the whole time."
[8/2/2012 11:45:49 PM] Ashley A: "You're probably right," Sebastian said, with great drama. "I'd probably go try and steal someone's lightsaber, and then that lot would be ripping me apart instead of stitching me back together."

Sebastian cautiously pushed himself to his feet. "Promise me you won't do anything ridiculously dangerous without me?"
[8/2/2012 11:50:29 PM] Sami Brown: "No promises. I have a fight in a club scheduled on Nar Shaddaa with a rancor tomorrow, and I do not intend to miss it." Watching as he stood up. For a moment she pictured his face, as she remembered it from months ago, in that brief glance, a cap still covering most of his face. A smile worked its way across her face.
[8/3/2012 12:03:41 AM] Ashley A: The Sith had given Sebastian a new set of clothes, as his others had been ruined by blood and claws, and it was certainly the type of clothing one was willing to give away. He slipped the shirt onto his arms then, as he had neglected to do so before, preferring to leave the salve undisturbed. Checking to ensure he had left nothing behind, which was rather unecessary as he hadn't really had anything with him to begin with, Sebastian stepped towards the door. However, he hesitated, and turned to look back at Bellinda. After a moment of thought, he stepped forward and gently took her chin in his hand, tilting it up ever so slightly, then bent and kissed her on the forehead.

"-Now- we're even," he said quietly, and with a lingering touch left.

Sebastian was hard asleep the moment he hit the cot on his ship, and did not stir until the atmospheric descent in Corellia. But though he did not think, he dreamed. He dreamed of dark, thick trees and dark, thick leaves, and a little patch of sky that was sometimes dark, and sometimes light, but always compelled him to push past the trunks in the search of something more.

[Moonfire]

Sebastian had chartered a ship for Bellinda once more, but this time, had paid to the driver an extra fee to ensure that he did not disclose the end location, no matter how much she bargained or begged. Perhaps she could sense the vague outline of the river, the fissure that sliced the city in two, and would then know it was Tyrena, or perhaps she would not.

He was confident, though, as the ship touched down a few yards away, that she had no idea where she was or what was to come other than what he had told her, which was to be on time and to dress nice.

The former had been well attended to, the second he was about to see, as the door of the ship swung down, and Sebastian approached.

"Glad to see you could make it, Lin."
[8/3/2012 1:40:30 AM] Sami Brown: The day had started off much like any other for Bellinda Maskrr. A morning of meditiation, a -light- breakfast, and listening. Listening seemed to be all she did anymore, in the weeks that followed to incident. Her leg had finally returned to some semblence of normal, able to bear some weight with the assistance of her cane. Walking and standing for more than a few feet or minutes was still an issue, but at least the pain was tolerable again. Her comm-link sprang to life halfway through the morning, the indominable Sebastian Monroe calling to check in on her no doubt. Or not.

With only a few short words and purpose vagueness Sebastian explained a chartered airship would be picking her up come midafternoon, and to dress -nicely-. Amused and curious Bellinda wondered faintly what she would wear.

In the hours that passed Bellinda decided on a short sleeved flowy dress, its skirt in layered in multiple teirs in several shades of light blue. Blue, she thought to herself as she held it, its color only revealed by her trusty datapad's recognition software. Blue. Sky and ocean.

The airship came percisely on time and the pilot tight lipped and silent as she prodded him for information. Quietly she considered merely taking the information, plucking it gently form his conciousness, but where was the fun in that?

They landed on Tyrena smoothly, Bellinda straightening the teirs of her dress and hand combing the loose red curls before stepping out to meet the smooth talking businessman himself.

"Thank you for having me... Where ever we are?"
[8/3/2012 2:06:24 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian ignored her question, as he was already clicking his tongue at her. "Blueberries and steak do not go together, and neither do red and light blue." He crossed his arms and surveyed her, head to toe, with the problem-solving intensity of an engineer. He quickly loosened the navy silk scarf from around his neck, slipping it out from under the lapel of his suit.

With a deft confident hand, he slipped off the red blindfold, and for the first time saw Bellinda's face unbroken. The sockets were deep with shadow, but smooth, her cheek bones standing out pale and stark before fading into the shadow of the gaunt. It was an utterly skeletal face, barely more than a skull. Sebastian smiled ever so slightly.

With an equally deft hand, he tied the silk scarf neatly into place, so that there could be no complaint. He ran his fingers through his hair to settle the waves over the scarf, then signed his work with an affirmatory nod.

"Much improved." He took the blindfold and tied it around his neck in a bow, tucking the ends under his lapel. It looked as if it had been the intended compliment to the rest of his finery all along.

"Now come, Lin, we musn't be late." And with that, he scooped her up in his arms, walking briskly towards the lift that was open and waiting.
[8/3/2012 2:50:44 PM] Sami Brown: "Blueberries. Steak." Bellinda said with a nod. Her blindfold was red? A detail she hadn't considered.

"Next time I'll just grab one of my matched sets, this dress was a gift from Senator Alexi. He said I wear far too many dark colors." She said plainly as Sebastian's busy hands pulled away her silky blindfold. The cool night air sent a chill up her spine, her face unaccustomed to feeling so bare. Sebastian stared for only a moment before slipping his own scarf about her face. The silk was warm from his throat, slippery but slightly heavier than she was used to.

With a twist of his fingers Sebastian wrapped the red silk around his neck and into a fashionable bow before quite suddenly lifting her up and walking away as she giggled.

"The driver you hired was a soldier in a past life. Tight lipped and loyal... Or extremely well paid." She said, wiggling a little in his grasp, her arms wrapped about his neck as he carried her.
[8/3/2012 3:05:14 PM] Ashley A: "I would never hire a loyal man," Sebastian said, "They're far too predictable."

There was nothing in the lift to reveal its destination, and in fact, the rooftop had been oddly empty for any sort of formal event. The lift ride was rather short, as was the building, short and wide.

The lift opened into a wide hall, along which Sebastian walked, drawing a few glances from a few immaculately guessed people who were milling about and conversing politely.
[8/3/2012 3:32:56 PM] Sami Brown: Suddenly among a large group of people Bellinda's face flushed red, embarassed.

"Sebastian, I can -walk-." She whispered lowly, looking around the room. Everyone in the wide hall were richly dressed, elegant evening wear and elaborate hairdos.

"I'm underdressed. You should have told me what we're doing, I could have dressed more appropriately." The girl mumbled, searching for something to clue into the event.
[8/3/2012 3:57:00 PM] Ashley A: "Yes, but you walk so -slowly-," he complained, and that was the end of that.

"You look..." He glanced down at the woman, at her skeletal protrusions and lack of shape. "Your dress is just fine."

He carried Bellinda nearly to the end of the hall, before a door to the left slid open at his presence.

"Welcome, Master Sebastian," a disembodied voice chimed, as Sebastian slipped through the door. "Will you be requiring anything this evening?"

"The usual."

"Yes, Master Sebastian."

The door opened into a small balcony, thick velvet curtains gathered on each side, two luxurious chairs sitting elegantly in the center. Sebastian deposited Bellinda in one, before taking the other.

The balcony looked out over a broad, curved room, seats arranged like concentric ripples out from the stage. A babble of voices filled the room, in anticipation of what was to come.
[8/3/2012 4:29:44 PM] Sami Brown: "I don't walk -that- slowly." She mumbled, pouting and still as Sebastian walked them through the lobby before turning down a hallway. A pleasant disembodied voice inquired if Sebastian required anything, only piquing Bellinda's interest before sweeping the small woman into a lush velvet seat.

Turning around Bellinda surveyed the view from the balcony thoroughly, a smile sliding over her lips. They were in an auditorium of some sort, some sort of event that a great many were in attendance.

"What sort of show?" She asked, limping to the edge of the marble railing, looking out over the audience with great interest.
[8/3/2012 4:48:26 PM] Ashley A: "A silent holofilm," Sebastian said, with deadpan delivery.

Sebastian had a silly little thought, of pushing her over the edge, and laughed to himself at the absurdity the basic human impulse could offer.
[8/3/2012 4:58:25 PM] Sami Brown: "Haha. Very funny." Bellinda turned around giving Sebastian a long look before settling back into her seat next to Sebastian.

"So how've you been? I feel like I haven't seen you in forever."
[8/3/2012 5:24:27 PM] Ashley A: "Miss me that much?" He grinned. "The charity auction's coming up, been putting the last few touches on the new prototype. The McLoughlin Brothers, Attourneys at Law, recently misplaced several million credits as well as a couple of employees, no -idea- how that happened. And the Sith were in need of a large sample of an near-extinct plant from Kashyyk, which was a -nightmare- to procure, but nightmares have always been my favorite dreams. So, I've been well."
[8/3/2012 5:50:29 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda smiled brightly as Sebastian detailed his exploits. It was amazing how much a single person could do in the span of a few short weeks. Forever powering forward, Sebastian was like an object in motion, staying in motion. Obstacles were only momentary slowdowns, always narrowly avoided or completely redirected.

"Glad to hear it."
[8/3/2012 6:06:20 PM] Ashley A: "Now sit, it's about to begin."

The lights had dimmed, but Sebastian knew this would not mean nearly as much to Bellinda as the rustling of the heavy canvas curtains that ringed the stage being drawn aside. It began with a cocophany, a series of notes that were recognizable to their respective instruments but not to any semblance of a melody. Slowly, one by one, the notes drew in line with each other, creating one harmonious note that rose and filled the room, drowning every voice and whisper.

The reason this particular set of box seats were so expensive was not because of the view, but because of the -sound-. It resonated throughout the whole auditorium, but seemed meant only for that box, each other seat getting only a glimpse of the divine perfection that met the ear from that particular spot.

A long, low note, the voice of a single instrument, began the first piece, and soon it was joined by all the others which were laid across the stage, each instrument one with its player, and each pair one with the rest of the symphony, a cohesive creature of immaculate sound.
[8/3/2012 7:12:31 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda settled in her seat, peering out over the stage, curious for the show to begin. The curtains rustles and pulled away as voices hushed. A smile spread across Bellinda's face as the sound filled the air. Each instrument like a voice crying out one by one until together they flowed into a single echoing note.

The flute, thats what Bellinda noticed first, so light and high it was almost buried beneath the rapidly moving cocophany. The music seemed to move and swell through her, growing and growing as the instruments blended together. Cellos, clairnets, violin, horns, all of it so seperate and yet the same all at once. And the sound. It put every audiofile on the holonet to shame.

She sat perfectly still, afraid that with a single motion she'd ruin the perfect moment of the note. This was what Sebastian was so excited for, so secretive... Perfectly exceeded all her anticipations.
[8/3/2012 7:23:31 PM] Ashley A: The symphony told a story, though what Sebastian liked most about this particular symphony was that they did not try to tell you what that story was. This night, Sebastian heard a journey, one with high mountains and low valleys, across trecharous deserts and through lively forests, threatened by thunderstorms and saved by rain.

But what he saw was a story of mystery, of waves on the surface only giving the subtlest clue of what lay beneath, of the little woman with the cane as soaked up the music.

The conductor drew the last note in the air, a grand, rousing finale, and Sebastian joined in the rousing applause. As it dissolved into less and less frequent sounds of 'Encore!' and eventually into a conversational murmur again, Sebastian did not speak, but simply watched her, waiting.
[8/3/2012 9:10:13 PM] Sami Brown: As Sebastian travelled across jungles and vast deserts, Bellinda floated. Across seas and over the surf. She swirled and moved with the waves, growing with intensity as the storms rolled through. Other numbers she moved through the sky, wind and cloud and air all around her.
[8/3/2012 9:14:01 PM] Sami Brown: It was over too soon. The music came to a rousing finale and Bellinda came back to land. She shifted in her seat, listening as the people began to move and shuffle from their seats, remarking on the show.
[8/3/2012 9:17:12 PM] Sami Brown: Sebastian turned, looking at her quietly, unmoving. "Exquiste." She smiled, her hand gently touching his arm. "Thanks."
[8/3/2012 9:44:23 PM] Ashley A: "It was my pleasure."

He gently took her hand and helped her stand, then bowed and kissed it.

"And now, to dinner," he said, extending an arm to Bellinda.

One of Adega's luxury air speeders, complete with hired driver, picked them up on the rooftop. Sebastian was as revealing about this next destination as he had been about the last, but it was not long before the Airship had left Tyrena behind.

The destination, in fact, was revealed to be the seaside mansion. Ramadhin opened the front door expectantly, and Sebastian led Bellinda past the foyer and into the dining room. Two places across from each other at the end of the massive table were set, and in a seemingly impossible bending of space, Ramadhin emerged from the kitchen door with the first course and a bottle of champagne, setting it before them. "Crutian Bisque," he announced, before disappearing again.

"Mathilda, my cook, refuses to deal with live Crutians unless I have guests," he explained. "It's a lovely treat."
[8/3/2012 10:26:30 PM] Sami Brown: "Dinner?" Bellinda repeated, her arm entwining with Sebastian's. This was so mich different than the usual song and dance between them. She twisted and squirmed in her seat as they sped through the air. Surprisingly though the venue was the familiar manse.
[8/3/2012 10:32:18 PM] Sami Brown: The places were set simply, but elegant as the stiff quiet butler appeared, steaming food and champagne in hand. "First course?" She asked quietly, the scent of the food.wafting over her.
[8/3/2012 10:37:24 PM] Sami Brown: The spoon fit nicely between her fingers, the cool silver pleasant between her fingers as she scooped up a petite sip of the bisque. The salty warmth of it flowed through her, warming her all over.
[8/3/2012 10:39:56 PM] Ashley A: "Of four," Sebastian answered, gesturing with his spoon. "Mathilda likes to surprise me, but she is -incapable- of cooking a bad dish."
[8/3/2012 10:43:37 PM] Sami Brown: "Four?" She asked, surprised. What a ridiculous amount of food. The very idea of finishing the bisque was daunting, let alone picking through the remaining three.
[8/3/2012 10:45:01 PM] Sami Brown: "The bisque is delicious, it tastes like sweet and salt all at once. Give Matilda my compliments." Another tiny sip.
[8/3/2012 11:09:53 PM] Ashley A: "Yes, four, that number that is larger than three but less than five," he said, mulling over his tongue the confirmation that Mathilda was up to her usual standard.

"The last thing Mathilda needs is an ego," he said dismissively, "Though the sentiment is appreciated all the same."

He noted Bellinda's hesitation, the slightly overwhelmed hint to her tone. It hardly surprised him, given her near-emaciated state, and he wondered just how she was going to react to the sudden pressure.
[8/3/2012 11:18:38 PM] Sami Brown: "I'm well aware of what the number four is, it just seems like a lot. I'm used to rather regulated portions." Bellinda stiffend, but attempted to be casual. Food was a tough subject for her, her appetite having disappeared almost entirely over the past year. Another dainty spoonful met her lips, the flavor was amazing, even if there was no way she'd be able to finish it.
[8/3/2012 11:39:56 PM] Ashley A: "Regulated seems like far too sentimental a word."

The bowls were wide but very shallow, the portions small by crass standards but generous given the quality of the food. Any protest on Bellinda's part would be strictly psychological.

A few minutes later, Ramadhin came and exchanged Sebastian's empty bowl for a plate with a fist-sized mushroom turned upside down and stuffed. He hesitated at Bellinda's place, though.

"Are you finished, Miss Maskrr?"

"No," Sebastian said, and Ramadhin placed the plate next to her bowl.
[8/4/2012 12:05:00 AM] Sami Brown: All too soon another dish arrived, a seemingly gigantic mushroom stuffed with cheese and breadcrumbs and some other mysterious ingredient. As Bellinda tried to give away.the bowl, Sebastian dismissed Ramadhin, leaving the woman with spoon in hand. Lips pressed togrther.in a small line she dipped the spoon back into the half empty bowl.
[8/4/2012 12:06:25 AM] Sami Brown: She took only a single it.before pushing the bowl away and wordlessly taking the mushroom plate.
[8/4/2012 12:10:56 AM] Ashley A: "You're going to hurt Mathilda's feelings," he scolded, "And when you hurt Mathilda's feelings she hurts you."
[8/4/2012 12:12:50 AM] Sami Brown: "I don't mean to offend, just simply insuring that I'll have enough room for the other courses." She smiled politely, taking a small bite from the mushroom, relishing in the taste.
[8/4/2012 12:17:03 AM] Ashley A: "Mhmm," Sebastian said skeptically. "You have room for another twenty pounds."
[8/4/2012 12:23:25 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's expression soured for a moment, before returning to her dish wordless. Another nibble and her stomach already began to protest. Too much, too much extravagence, and rich food. His comment though hit her harder than she was willing to reveal.
[8/4/2012 12:34:34 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian caught the tinge in Bellinda's mood. Good, he was getting under her skin.

The meal passed in relative quiet, as Sebastian was not going to give Bellinda any excuse to be distracted from her task.

The next course was a small cut of dark meat, artistically presented and incredibly moist. Bellinda's set of plates grew to a line.
[8/4/2012 12:45:07 AM] Sami Brown: Another bite down and the mushroom was a third of the way done. It was a laborous process, this eating business. Another dish presented and Bellinda quietly pushed away.the mushroom, moving on. "What's this dish called?" She asked pleasantly, cutting the meat into tiny pieces.
[8/4/2012 1:24:39 AM] Ashley A: "Viande Fraise. It's a Bantha steak, marinated in a fruit-blend sauce," he said, with all the tantilizing confidence of a maitre d'.

"There are starving children on Coruscant, you know." He inclined his head at the two other plates.
[8/4/2012 1:28:27 AM] Sami Brown: "I thought you said blueberries and steak don't go together." She quipped choking down another bite. It was agonizing, the way the food sat in her stomach, heavy and solid.
[8/4/2012 1:39:03 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian considered this. "It's surprisingly difficult, thinking of two flavors that don't mesh well when given the right context." He continued to mull this idea, making no progress except along the length of the steak.

Ramadhin seemed to have an innate timeclock as to his master's progress, for he was never seen until Sebastian had finished the last bite. This time, he emerged with plates of a dessert, miniature cakes with a caramelized crust and a creamy center, garnished with sprigs of peppermint and drizzled with a dark chocolate sauce. Sebastian gladly accepted his, but when Ramadhin went to add the other plate to Bellinda's collection, Sebastian raised a hand.

"The lady does not get dessert unless she finishes her meat." Ramadhin nodded and returned to the kitchen, plate still in hand.
[8/4/2012 2:56:12 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda winced as Sebastian once more made a command concerning her dining. It was painful, to have someone appraising her eat like this. Her appeitte disappeared nearly a year ago, not long after the mangling of her leg. Something had changed in her then, something basic and ingrained. Food while lovely and delicious quickly became sick and heavy. Repulsive in the end. She understood something was wrong about that, and sure she'd lost weight, but not nearly as bad as Sebastian exaggerated the situation with this demanded feeding.

Another bite, the flavor completely ignored, only taking it down now to end the meal as quickly as possible. Half of the plat was gone, her stomach protesting. Putting down her fork, Bellinda pat the side of her mouth her napkin politely.

"I couldn't possibly have another bite. Very good, thank you."
[8/4/2012 6:18:42 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian set his fork down, though he had not finished his dessert, and folded his arms on the table. He leaned toward Bellinda, the intensity of his gaze exaggerating his stature and proximity.

"When was the last time you ate?"
[8/4/2012 6:25:38 PM] Sami Brown: "Before you called me." She said simply, placing the starched napkin back onto the table, gently pushing the plate away. The best way to ignore this issue, she surmised, was pretend there wasn't one.
[8/4/2012 6:32:36 PM] Ashley A: "Ah, the subtly employed half-truth. Rather belonging to the morally spineless, as it indicates a bit of unhealthy obligation to truth. I prefer the flamboyant fabrication myself, unless the dramatic irony is -particularly- perfect. Your half-truth is not ironic, but rather cowardly and pathetic."

It was amazing how light his tone remained, and any other words would have sounded perfectly kind.

"I suggest you finish your meat, Lin, because it is a -very- long walk to the space port."
[8/4/2012 6:39:56 PM] Sami Brown: At first shocked by sudden stream of rather abrasive observations, Bellinda's face turned a rather choice shade of red. The humilation though was quickly replaced with anger. Controlled, percise anger, but anger nonetheless.

"If you'd like specifics of my dietary habits, I ate at the Temple this morning." She said, voice polite, but the forcedness of her decorum was obvious.

"But, if you'd like to continue berating me, I'll gladly start walking."
[8/4/2012 7:07:19 PM] Ashley A: "If that were true, in the spirit of the words being used, then I would not be so insistent. Lin, eat your dinner," he said quietly, lifting a hand to stroke her cheek. It was warm from her fiery blush, and his fingers were cool from his glass.
[8/4/2012 7:17:31 PM | Edited 7:18:39 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda shivered visibly as the cold fingers gently brushed her gaunt cheek, the heat of her flesh exaggerating the temperature difference. Here he was tender again, her heart fluttering completely of its own accord, as much as she wanted to remain aggrivated, angry. It was off putting her body's reaction to Sebastian's fluctating attitudes.

"Why are you so insistent?" She asked quietly, her face still red, though her anger diminishing.
[8/4/2012 7:20:25 PM] Ashley A: "Well, If you were to suddenly wither away, I'm quite embarrassed to say I would miss you."

He have her a winning smile, then picked up his fork and resumed his dessert.
[8/4/2012 7:25:09 PM] Sami Brown: "I'm not withering away." She put simply, no edge of defensiveness, merely stating fact as she lifted her fork. Poking at the now cold meat, she nibbled again, expression cool.
[8/4/2012 7:42:25 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian ensured that Bellinda did in fact finish her meat, his stubborn adherence to his goal unhindered by such annoyances as empathy and compassion.

"There," he said, as Bellinda reluctantly stomached the last bite and Ramadhin cleared the table, "Was that so hard?"
[8/4/2012 11:40:06 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda felt sick. The food she had choked down rolled and twisted in her stomach, unsettled and bathed in acid. It was a horrible feeling, this fullness. Laying the fork down Bellinda could think of a few thousand activities she would have rather done than eat so much.

"Horrifically painful." She said with sarcasm, though it was more than truthful. The eons long meal had more than uncomfortable.
[8/5/2012 12:30:31 AM] Ashley A: "Good girl," Sebastian said, tousling her hair. "And since you don't seem interested in dessert, what would you like for your reward?"
[8/5/2012 1:10:45 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda stiffend as Sebastian ruffled her hair. His touch was generally acceptable, even welcome, but the course of the night to forcing her to eat and calling her a good girl with the affectionate pat was almost too much. Perhaps it was just bitterness, one might even blame her protesting stomach.

"No need for a reward, those generally come when one has a victory." She said, stomach rolling over again uncomfortably.
[8/5/2012 1:31:48 AM] Ashley A: "Well in that case, I should be rewarding myself," he teased. "And I know just the thing." He stood, and extended an arm to Bellinda. "Coming?"
[8/5/2012 1:50:30 AM] Sami Brown: Standing up Bellinda wrapped her arm about Sebastian's, enjoy the warmth of his touch again, on her terms.

"And what do you have in mind?" She asked lightly as they walked
[8/5/2012 2:03:27 AM] Ashley A: "I'd have hoped you'd understand by now that that would be -telling-."

However, it was not long before the underwater atrium was a wise guess, and soon after that guess was confirmed. Sebastian lifted Bellinda onto one of the bar's stools before stationing himself on the other side of the counter, deftling pulling out various alcohols and other ingredients.

"Shall you be drinking or watching me drink?"
[8/5/2012 2:12:24 AM] Sami Brown: "I'll drink. Surprise me." She said with a smile, resting an elbow onto the counter of the bar, face gently resting in her palm.

"So what made you decide to go to the symphony tonight?" Bellinda asked conversationally, knowing full well that Sebastian generally had two or three reasons to be any given place at any given time. Everything was calculated, measured. It was something she liked about him. For all his surprises and secrets, he was always thinking.
[8/5/2012 2:19:48 AM] Ashley A: "Now that's a very dangerous thing to say," Sebastian said coyly, and set to mixing.

"You, of course," he answered, as if that were the most obvious fact in the world.
[8/5/2012 2:28:56 AM] Sami Brown: An eyebrow raised, Bellinda looked at Sebastian curiously.

"Me? Last time you invited me to something you pretended we were going to steal a sculpture you already have... Because just going to the Museum for the sake of going to the Museum is boring. But now we can just go out?" She asked, changing position of her head to the other hand as though appraising him.
[8/5/2012 2:30:53 AM] Ashley A: "Well that's why it was a -surprise-," he said, still as if explaining to a child. "Had to keep things exciting." He handed her a glass of something murky and blue to emphasize.
[8/5/2012 2:35:12 AM] Sami Brown: "What will you do when they stop being exciting?" She asked quietly, picking up the blue drink and sniffing it lightly. It was a faint yet fruity scent, her mind already forming a question, but her mouth quickly stomping it out. It was a night of surprises after all.
[8/5/2012 2:44:49 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian poured his own drink and walked around to take a seat next to Bellinda, leaning back against the counter, taking a long drink and deciding the flavor was satisfactory. It almost seemed as if the question had been forgotten. But not quite.

"Lin, you asked me to treat you like a -person-. But I don't think you want that, because I'll tell you what I do with people. I dispose of them. But -you-... you -are- a puzzle. And that makes you interesting. That makes you -valuable-." He ran his thumb thoughtfully along the edge of her jaw, like an artist examining the contours of a sculpture. "It makes you worth keeping around until I can figure you out. Do you think I ever will?" The question was genuine, and Sebastian took another long drink, though his eyes remained ever on Bellinda.
[8/5/2012 2:54:57 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda took a long sip of her drink, perhaps the longest sip she had taken of anything as she mulled out the strangely honest answer from Sebastian. Her skin blushed red beneath his touch, unaccustomed even now to such intimate contact. A flurry of emotion moved through her again, but one stood out. Hope, a frenzied almost desperate hope that he didn't, that he -never- figured her out.

"I hope not. Because I'm certain I'll never completely understand you." She answered after a prolonged silence, still trying to decipher the stirring within her.
[8/5/2012 3:01:00 AM] Ashley A: "That is likely for the better, as then I would -certainly- have to kill you," he teased. Another silence passed, in which Sebastian attempted to understand Bellinda, and Bellinda attempted to understand herself.

"Tonight, which piece was your favorite?"
[8/5/2012 3:05:23 AM] Sami Brown: "The Wave." She smiled, remembering the piece. It had reminded her of riding a wave, start soft and gentle and growing rapidly before tumbling, chaos but controlled no--Unified.

"Thats what it reminded me of, a wave crashing into the beach. Soft and then building to thunderous and rapid paced. I don't remember the name."
[8/5/2012 3:08:54 AM] Ashley A: "C'mere," Sebastian said, pushing himself from the counter and inclining his head towards the piano on the other side of the room. At a pace slow enough for Bellinda to follow, he crossed to it and took his seat at the bench. He seemed more relaxed and natural there than most people did in the most intimate places of their homes. He played a few bars of a melody, then turned back to Bellinda. "That one?"
[8/5/2012 3:14:00 AM] Sami Brown: A wide grin stretched across her face as the familar notes pierced the quiet if the atrium. Nodding her head she laughed, clapping her hands together once in pleasure.

"Yes, that one. How did you know?" Bellinda asked, leaning against the piano, watching Sebastian's fingers closely as the moved their way over the keys with ease.
[8/5/2012 3:21:23 AM] Ashley A: She rather liked the sea, didn't she.

"Now, give my intelligence some credit," he chided, but then turned his focus to the piano. It did not simply reproduce the meldoy of the symphony, it -owned- the melody, imbuing it with its own texture and temperature, its own special character. From its hushed lights to its resonating heavies, from its twinkling highs to its booming low, the piano was as close to the diversity of the symphony as one instrument could get, and oftentimes the purity of it made that single instrument preferable. The sound didn't echo through the atrium, but rather -filled- it, and one could not help but wonder if the glass had been shaped with this purpose in mind.

The final deep note of the piece hung in the air for a long moment, and Sebastian looked to Bellinda expectantly.
[8/5/2012 3:29:12 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda rested against the piano, letting her mind drift with this version. The music moved around them, lapping against the pair like surf, and Bellinda flowed with it. It was different on the piano. In the concert hall she could hear it, almost feel it with so many instruments, this perfect harmony.

But there was something different, different about hearing the range a single instrument, about feeling the vibrations of every note all around her, within her. The piano's rhythm rose and fell and her heart beat with it, in those few short moments Bellinda lived and breathed the song and when it ended she smiled.

"Exquiste."
[8/5/2012 3:33:35 AM] Ashley A: "You like that word, don't you." He grinned. "But -this-, -this- is truly exquisite," and with that he launched into the symphony's title piece, a rousing, basic number. But where the symphony painted with broad strokes, Sebastian used a single-hair brush, weaving together layers of noted and complex trills.
[8/5/2012 3:40:14 AM] Sami Brown: "You are full of surprises tonight, Sebastian." Bellinda laughed as he began the song, recognizing the melody instantly. Making her way around the bench and behind the much taller man she sat down on the bench next to him, watching his fingers work their way back and forth as he played.

"You have me thoroughly impressed, yet again. What a gift you have for being talented."
[8/5/2012 3:45:40 AM] Ashley A: "I do, don't I," he quipped, and wandered through a medley of several melodies from the symphony.

"Here's one more surprise," he said quietly, leaning towards her ear. The piece he played next was somewhat different than the symphony pieces had been, something more directly from the heart of the piano. Airy trills were punctuated by the dramatic reverberation of deep strikes, a mingling of the light and powerful that was not only pleasant to the ear, but stirring to the mind.
[8/5/2012 3:51:15 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda listened silently as the music began, her mind and sight focused on his hands. The highs and lows contrasted so heavily, yet perfectly. Like soft light rain and booming thunder. It was unlike anything she had ever heard before, this light sweet tune and deep, powerful melody.
[8/5/2012 10:35:54 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian was also lost in the music, in the melody and the movement and the all-consuming sound of the piano. This was a piece he always felt just on the verge of losing, as if he was pushing the music just past the verge of the impossible, and found himself hoping it did not look down and see the void beneath it. But in the end he held on, until the last quiet trill, which sounded more like a question than a conclusion.
[8/5/2012 10:52:08 AM] Sami Brown: She waited quietly until he was finished, watching his body language the way he seemed to forget the rest of the world as the piano filled the atrium before finally disappearing in what felt almost like the middle.

"Beautiful. Whats the piece called?"
[8/5/2012 10:58:31 AM] Ashley A: "It doesn't have a name yet." Sebastian smiled distantly at the thought.
[8/5/2012 11:05:11 AM] Sami Brown: "An original piece?" Bellinda ask, turning to look at him, his face still hazy, hard to see. "Its lovely." She smiled before resting her head against his shoulder lightly.

"Thank you," She murmered, though unsure of what she exactly she was thanking him for. For the night, for the dinner, for the music, for simply -being-.
[8/5/2012 11:10:57 AM] Ashley A: That familiar thrill of discovery rippled outward from Bellinda's touch, and Sebastkan raised a hand to stroke her hair.

"Little something I put together between wrestling dragons and stealing priceless art." He looked down at her, resting against him, so small, so fragile, and yet in her blood flowed an incredible unseen power.

"Give it a name," he said quietly, "It's yours."
[8/5/2012 11:19:46 AM] Sami Brown: This time the touch was welcome, his hand gently running its way down through her hair, little flutters of unexpected pleasure dancing across her skin. The piece was hers he claimed, quiet and tender. For a long moment she thought, mulling over the feelings and images the music had created before settling on a name.

"Cumulus."
[8/5/2012 12:01:23 PM] Ashley A: "Perfect."

It was a funny thing, pleasure. Touch had so many different levels, but the pleasure associated seemed less to do with the depth, and more with whether or not it had been earned.

And so, though Sebastian was no stranger to hedonism, this quiet moment, her head on his shoulder and his hand in her hair, had been laboriously earned and carried its own special pleasure.
[8/5/2012 12:12:53 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda enjoyed the feeling of his hand in her hair, sitting in the silence blissfully for a long period of time. It had been an interesting night, the secrets and surprises, the music. When she returned to the barracks she'd have to listen more deeply to music, something she had never really done, focusing far more on study and practice.

"Sebastian," She began, unsure of her thought or where she was going, taking a sip from her drink to prolong the moment. "What color are the sharks?"
[8/5/2012 12:25:11 PM] Ashley A: "Grey. Stormy seas and shadows."
[8/5/2012 12:27:00 PM] Sami Brown: "Grey." She repeated softly, looking out the domed glass wall as all manner of sealife meander by.
[8/5/2012 8:19:37 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian saw only the darkness of nighttime waters. So, he watched Bellinda as her head inclined, following the phantoms of the sea. He could see so clearly the way in which she was influenced by that other world of vision, but he could not -fathom- that world, could not even begin to guess at what glided by beyond the glass. What poetic metonymy.
[8/5/2012 8:38:12 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda finished her drink, and several more before the night was through. Enjoying the rest of her evening thoroughly as the heavy food in her stomach digested and disappeared. Their conversation slipped late into the night in the atrium, though this time their tone was deeper, more personal than usual. Bellinda found herself expressing opinions and views more freely, though still requiring gentle prodding. Something through that night had changed their dynamic.

It was only a few hours before daylight when Sebastian finally noticed the late hour, insisting once more that she stay the night. Ramahdin had a room already set up in the expansive guest wing of the mansion, and in the soft downy bed the Sith slept peacefully, dreams of flying filled her sleep.

Come mid-morning she stumbled down to the kitchen and grudgingly ate the light breakfast served under Sebastian's watchful eye. When it came time to part Sebastian led her to a chartered ship and assured her he'd call again soon. Bellinda, taking his hand in hers squeezed it affectionately, eager to hear back from him soon.

[Kella]

It sounded like a party. Voices babbled. Sometimes a guffaw fell, and in its splash pushed the sound away for a moment, before it quickly flowed back in. Ambient piano music filled the large sitting room and much of the rest of the house, the hired player lacking for the creativity of his employer, but not for the skill, and the guests much approved.

Every so often, their boss threw one of these parties. Various individuals from Adega industries and its partners were invited, and as the CEO spared no expense, for at least one night a year they could appreciate rather than resent his fortune. Sebastian, for his part, felt no real charity. They were simply strategically valuable, and looked good to the press, from which he always invited one or two individuals of moderate talent and inferior insight.

Guests were scattered across the entire mansion, from the sitting room to the rear patio to the showroom to the immaculately furnished guest rooms. More house staff than usual showed their faces to prevent anything catastrophic, but for the most part, the mansion enjoyed being appreciated. Even by the especially drunk couples breaking off in search of dark corners.

Sebastian had been looking to get a quiet moment with miss Bellinda since she had arrived, but for a far different reason. In a bright corner of the kitchen, which bustled with noise and activity, he bent to speak to her ear.

"I have a great deal of reason to believe that someone is going to attempt to kill me tonight," he said, as if he were speaking of a surprise party and not an assassination.

[8/5/2012 11:27:24 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda had in the last few months attended more parties than in her entire lifetime. Her life amongst the Jedi had been one of structured missions and routine study. Life revolved around training and learning and contemplation. The contrast in lifestyle almost pained her, she could be doing something important, something that -mattered-. But hell, these were fun and with enough alcohol and decent company she'd actually enjoy it.

So far though decent company had been hard to find. Sebastian's party was a different sort of clientale then the usual Sith Aristocrats and investors. These were business people, morally corrupt in some cases, but not the same sort that enjoyed outlandish tales of the Nar Shaddaa underworld.

Quietly sipping from a strong whiskey on the rocks Bellinda lingered in the kitchen, leaning heavily on her cane. With the help of Tesa and her color recognition software on her datapad the blind woman was able to pick out a suitable outfit for the occasion. A sparkly blush pink gown with black lace accents that fluffed out with crinolin from her waist, completely obscuring her leg. A black lace blind fold completing the ensemble. She was eager to show off for Sebastian, in a strange little way. Pink. Roses and seashells. Pink. Thats how Tesa helped her remember, after remarking how stupid it was that no one had told her about colors before then.

Sebastian, after several hours of the party going, made an appearance whispering lightly in her ear. An assassination attempt he shared, his tone excited. "Nice seeing you too, you're sounding dashing as always." She said taking another sip from the whiskey.

"Oh? And someones trying to kill you? What makes you think that?"

[8/5/2012 11:37:46 PM] Ashley A: "And you're looking emaciated as ever," he countered, "Though the lace is a nice touch."

Sebastian gave a decisive nod. "I've been tapped into the local illicit chatter for a while. Made an interference and relay module on a whim one weekend, didn't want to let it go to waste. Anyway, the point being, it's certain someone's going to attempt a hit. -Who- though... that's the -mystery-."

[8/5/2012 11:47:24 PM] Sami Brown: "Sebastian, Sebastian, flattery will get you nowhere." She responded playfully.

"Well, whats the plan of action? That is assuming you're telling me because you'd like me to help out should the need arise." Bellinda said, gently scanning the kitchen and dining room, any one amongst them could be the assassin in question.

[8/5/2012 11:53:13 PM] Ashley A: "Ideally, solving the mystery. The house staff is least likely, as I have given them all good reasons to appreciate my survival. Getting an employee on the payroll would be feasible, though sneaking an agent in the easiest. Press or other one-time hires would be more difficult, as I check their records, but that would be the smartest move. Actually, the smartest move would have been going to you, Lin." He seemed quite entertained by this thought.

[8/6/2012 12:02:47 AM | Edited 12:11:02 AM] Sami Brown: It was a thought she had actually been entertaining right before he spoke, a wide grin spreading across her face.

"I'm terribly sorry, Seb dear. You know what they say, every man has his price." She teased. "But in all seriousness, I wouldn't kill you at your own party. Far too public. I'm much more reserved than that. As well, I can't see an employer actually approaching the -emaciated- blind girl Sebastian Monroe seems to be spending all his time with to convince her to kill him. Plus, I'm sure if I wait -long enough- I can get my hands on a company account. So, be comforted that you're more valuable alive to me than dead." Her delivery completely deadpan.

[8/6/2012 12:17:56 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian grinned widely. "I said the -smartest- thing, which is rarely the obvious one. Any nemesis that smart would have earned the right to kill me. But -alas-. No such luck."

Then, as an afterthought, "I'd like to see what you'd do with a company account."

[8/6/2012 12:21:10 AM | Edited 12:24:27 AM] Sami Brown: "Maybe someday." She said wistfully, taking another sip.

"Silent holovids." Bellinda nodded, though internally reviewing the question herself. The comment was mostly in jest. She'd probably buy books for her datapad, go listen to more classic music, visit museums. "And abstract paintings. Lots of those."

[8/6/2012 12:30:04 AM] Ashley A: "Spoken like a true socialite," he teased. "Which brings me to my next point. True social grace and assassination training are mutually exclusive skill sets. We're going to want to converse with all the guests, see which one doesn't quite fit in..."

[8/6/2012 12:36:58 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda sighed dramatically. "But I -hate- talking to people. Especially people who aren't Sith." Looking back and forth across the room.

"Fine, fine. I'll put on my charming face, only for you."

[8/6/2012 2:46:56 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian grinned. "Atta girl." He cupped her cheek lightly in his hand, then lead her by the arm into the dining room.

The conversation was tolerable, some of the people more interesting than others. Some snapped to good behavior when the CEO appeared, others were too self-aggrandized or too drunk to care. Those gave the more entertaining conversation.

What was more interesting was Sebastian's approach, the questions he asked. They all seemed unremarkable and insignificant, but in each conversation was some key question or comment that revealed to Sebastian what he needed to know. They talked to the press, the engineering project leaders, the budget managers and his portly wife, the key shareholders, the dura steel provision company COO, unfamiliar faces grew harder and harder to find, even as they moved out from the core of the party.

Several hours later, after all the hors doeuvres had made their rounds, Sebastian still had spotted no definitive sign of the assassin. Instead of continuing through the crowd again, he leaned against the wall of a quiet hall, and paused to think.

[8/6/2012 6:40:40 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda was all smiles and sweetness, the whiskey having the delightful effect of increasing her tolerance towards the more.. aggitating party goers. Steadily they moved their way through the crowd of party goers, each face unfamiliar and each long winded self-absorbed story filled the air as the Sebastian asked questions in a casual, methodical way. What Bellinda enjoyed most though was the looks the wealthy people gave her, the apprehensive appraisal and discomfort they experienced when she first approached.

It was that first look of discomfort and their inner debate on how best to handle the smiling blind pink frilly skirted woman before them, the tall, handsome billionaire CEO at her side that she enjoyed most as she moved through the crowd, hours passing.

Finally, seemingly frustrated Sebastian leaned against a wall to think. "While we were talking I got a decent look at the auras. You attract a pretty bad crowd. Most of them seem harmless though." She offered.

[8/6/2012 6:55:14 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian chortled to himself. "My dear Lin, it's nothing about the crowd that I -attract-. You just described the vast majority of life in this universe. It's not the emotional or moral status you need to worry about, it's the -intelligence-. It's not the stupid remark you're looking for, it's the one that sounds too smart. It's--"

Sebastian suddenly stopped, as if listening. His brow furrowed for a moment, and then the light of epiphany spread across his face, followed by a wicked grin. "The -piano- man."

[8/6/2012 7:31:10 PM] Sami Brown: "Piano man?" She asked, head tilted as though trying to remember someone who had discussed such a thing with them earlier.

[8/6/2012 7:50:35 PM] Ashley A: "You hear that? -Quiet-. I'm paying that man to play all night, and he is not playing right now." Sebastian sounded eager, excited. His eyes darted up and down the hall. "The chase begins," he said, reveling in the drama.

[8/6/2012 8:34:18 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda turned around, looking athrough the walls of the hall with some concentration, checking that indeed, the piano was unmanned. It was true though, Sebastian's observation. They needed someone who could get inside the party without much trouble, someone who wouldn't attract much attention, blending almost perfectly into the background. It was genius, really.

"Hes not by the piano, do you remember if he had any distinguishing features?" She asked with a laugh, amused by how excited Sebastian was by his own assassination attempt. "Though I'm sure whoever hired the man would be intelligent enough to get a non-descript piano playing man for hire."

[8/6/2012 8:49:30 PM] Ashley A: "Indeed, average height, average build, average features. Cheap cufflinks, though." Sebastian ran a hand along his chin and jaw, thoughtful. "So what do you use, do you risk the inconsistency of a blade for its subtlety, or the crude announcement of the blaster, for its effectiveness..."

Still thinking, Sebastian pushed off the wall. "Come, let's give him some work to do," he said, and lead Bellinda towards the front stairs.

[8/6/2012 9:02:27 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda watched, hobbling along with her cane as Sebastian lead her to the stairs. Looking up and down the length of them she sighed audibly.

"Staaaairs. My worst enemy." She laughed, setting her drink down on a passing waiter's tray before beginning her shaky descent.

[8/6/2012 9:29:36 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed, then clicked his tongue at Bellinda, scooping her up and clipping quickly up the stairs. He caught a few odd looks from the guests, and grinned. "We're making a bit of a scandal," he whispered in her ear, before setting her at the top of the first flight of stairs. He lead her along the broad hall, lined by marble sculptures and a lush carpet. "I think the southern observatory sounds like a nice place to wait." This room was more modernly furnished than the others. When Sebastian flicked on the lights, the wide windows also slid open, welcoming a soft breeze. The chairs made entirely of glass, though surprisingly comfortable. A goblet-shaped glass flute in the center of the room was filled with fire, providing both warmth and a woody aroma.

Sebastian offered a seat to Bellinda then took one of his own, folding his hands on his lap.

"And now we wait."

[8/6/2012 10:15:50 PM | Edited 10:15:58 PM] Sami Brown: "Let them stare," Bellinda smiled and wrapped her arm about Sebastian's neck as he carried the fluffy dressed girl up the stairs before depositing her gently at the top. Together they moved casually down towards a wing of the mansion she had only been in briefly during the tour. The sea breeze was very pleasant, and the warm fire in the glass room was pleasant in the chill of the night. Settling down in the chair offered by Sebastian, her dress spreading out all around her like a cupcake.

"Next time I think I'll go for a more... sleek dress." She admitted softly. "Though, I must say, Seb, waiting for your death in a glass room with a fire pit... Whats going through your head?"

[8/6/2012 10:19:14 PM] Ashley A: "Something -slinky-, especially if you filled out a little more, would be -lovely-." Sebastian grinned impishly. "-That- is what is going through my head."

[8/6/2012 10:32:37 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda blushed heavily at the comment, waving it off with her lace gloved hand.

"I don't do -slinky-. This whole dressing up thing is still rather new to me. I'm used to being issued a set of robes at the beginning of every week. The Sith aren't that regulated, but its better than having to wash my robes everyday like on Nar Shaddaa." She mused, facing the wide open window and the twinkling little stars, her mind and sight focused on the door, on the long hallway, awaiting anyone who dared to interrupt.

[8/6/2012 10:47:53 PM] Ashley A: Some part of him loved to see her blush, loved to see her squirm.

"Hang around me much longer and you just might have to -learn- how to do slinkly. And don't worry, one grows used to dedadence far more quickly than one becomes accustomed to having lost it."

[8/6/2012 10:52:16 PM] Sami Brown: "I'd imagine, though I have no such dreams of wealth or grandiour." She said with a gentle shrug, fiddling with her cane as the heavy blush flooded away from her face once more, leaving her to the usual composed Bellinda.

[8/6/2012 10:53:08 PM] Ashley A: "What -do- you have dreams of, Lin?"

[8/6/2012 11:00:42 PM] Sami Brown: The question left a profound silence between the two as Bellinda sat, considering her words. It was a complicated thing, her wants.

"I don't dream of much these days," She answered quietly, adjusting her skirt once more as she composed her response. "I have wants, though no clear aspirations. Power, knowledge, that old chestnut." The girl responded, wishing she had a drink to busy her hands.

"Justice."

[8/6/2012 11:16:57 PM] Ashley A: "-Justice-. Interesting. Why Justice?"

[8/6/2012 11:22:14 PM] Sami Brown: "I don't take kindly to mass murders, serial killers or anyone else that harms the helpless masses."

[8/6/2012 11:24:07 PM] Ashley A: "Rather self-centered self-defeating masses. So why? What's the point?" His voice was not challenging, but merely curious. The line between devil's advocate and devil was thin and wavering.

[8/6/2012 11:30:26 PM] Sami Brown: "Because, its the right thing to do. You put the needs of the many over the needs of the few, its the right thing to do. Nobody said it would be glamorous." Bellinda now really wishing she had a drink. It had been many months since she was in a position like this, expressing her ideals, her core beliefs.

Months before she would have deftly deflected the question, was she losing her edge? With a long sigh she continued.

"I have to believe that there is something worth protecting in the galaxy, whether it is thankless or if you have to make tough decisions, its whats right."

[8/6/2012 11:53:09 PM] Ashley A: This was something utterly unexpected, this was something puzzling, this was something delightful. Much as he liked to see her squirm, this would take finess. If he offended her current life purpose he might never understand it.

"Who decides what's right and wrong?"

Sebastian found the concepts to be intrinsic to society, and made no efforts to justify his actions as doing so was a waste of time, but Bellinda's answer would prove interesting.

[8/7/2012 12:09:24 AM | Edited 12:10:04 AM] Sami Brown: "Thats... complicated. Its far more than just a pendulem swinging back and forth between two options. Everything in life is guided by The Force, by morality. Every action you make effects and ripples and imprints itself onto the universe." The concepts were difficult to explain to someone who didn't understand the dogma of the Jedi, of the Force and the way it worked and moved around them.

"When I told you I could see what kind of person you are just by looking at you, that means I can see the way the Force reacts to you and your actions. When bad things, nothing as insignificant as stealing a painting, but killing a large number of people, acting with malice, rape, all of the galaxies most horrific crimes cause wounds, negative spots in the Force, and that negativity effects your aura, marking you. Places where great atrocities occur are permanently wounded as well, force sensitives can feel it in those places, even if they aren't gifted in the sight."

[8/7/2012 12:11:11 AM] Sami Brown: "So to answer your question, the Force guides me. Those who have proven themselves beyond redemption, beyond forgiveness meet justice. Which I'm more than happy to dole out."

[8/7/2012 12:28:46 AM] Ashley A: "Interesting." What was most interesting of all, however, was the way she seemed to be justifying and writing off what she knew of Sebastian's own crimes. He wondered if this was due to the fact that she did not know their true breadth, or if she simply was determined to make a place for him in her understanding of the world. The horrific crimes she listed, Sebastian had no qualm with them. They offered some interesting psychological study. But they nearly always came back to cowardice, ease, or simple insanity. Sebastian refrained not out of any sort of sense of honor or morality, but simply because there was not enough challenge to be had. Rape, for instance, rape was too easy. "It seems as if the true injustice is that justice has been rather unkind to you," he said.

[8/7/2012 12:50:48 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda mulled over the comment quietly, a small, but forced smile crossing her thinly drawn lips.

"I've gotten everything that I deserve." She said quietly, unwilling to speak more on the matter. But if justice wasn't quite on her side, in some sick little way... Luck was.

Lurking down the hallway, nearing the door was a figure, a figure that suddenly sprang to life in Bellinda's mind as she watched him check each door down the long hallway, obviously searching. They hadn't discussed a plan for dealing with the assassin and just as the door knob began to turn she glanced at Sebastian, signalling who it was.

The door opened, and just as Sebastian had described he appeared to be an ordinary man in every respect, perfectly average. A pleasant smile crossed the man's face as he expressed how he'd been looking everywhere for the elusive party thrower, only giving Bellinda a momentary glance.

[8/7/2012 1:06:03 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian rose with a wide smile. "Ah, I do not think we've had the pleasure of speaking yet."

"Wow... quiet up here. Nice to get away from the crowd." The man's tone belied no irony. He was a talented con, Sebastian could respect that. He casually put his hands in his pockets, looking around the room, then back to Sebastian. "I'm Neroy Tim." A fake name? Certainly. "I just couldn't resist a chance to properly meet the infamous Sebastian Monroe."

"I do seem to be rather popular."

A blade or a blaster? He extended an empty hand to shake, there was the move. Sebastian took it, heard the rustle of fabric, felt the man grab his hand and yank him forward. Sebastian's hand snapped around the other man's wrist, lifting a vibroblade into the light.

"Never trust a man who uses standard fingerings on Boque's Twelfth."

The man did not speak, but struggled against Sebastian's grip to no avail, mind spinning. "What do you think we should do with this one, Lin?"

[8/7/2012 3:12:03 PM | Edited 3:12:24 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda watched quietly, a soft smile spread across her face as the Piano man introduced himself. His manner was perfectly casual as he introduced himself, the name an obvious fake. His eyes flicked over to Bellinda for only the briefiest of moments, as a hand moved carefully towards a pocket. With sharp focus she saw the vibroblade and in the space of single moment Sebastian had him.

Crossing her legs gently, Bellinda appraised the man as he struggled uselessly. "Hmm... I do believe we ought to find out how much you're worth."

[8/7/2012 3:40:48 PM] Ashley A: "You heard the little lady," Sebastian crooned, "How much is your life worth to your employer? To you?"

The man remained silent, color draining from his face as he continued to strain against Sebastian's grip. Sebastian had his other hand on the man's shoulder now, thumb digging into a nerve.

"If you disclose the details of your contract, I could let you live. We have no personal conflict."

Still nothing.

"Aw," Sebastian clicked his tongue condescendingly, "I don't think this one's going to talk. Lin, you can plant ideas in peoples' minds, how are you with yanking them out? See if we can't figure out which world wants me dead."

The man's eyes darted to Bellinda, and he swallowed hard.

[8/7/2012 3:59:45 PM] Sami Brown: "Loyalty. How queer." Bellinda remarked, watching the young man strain and silent, eyeing back and forth between the pair as the question hung in the air. Standing up, shakey in her cupcake dress and unsteady with her cane the skeletal woman looked over the assassin.

"This isn't a skill I have refined... It won't be comfortable, but I can try." Extending a ghostly hand the Sith gently caressed his soft face and delved into his mind.

It was a disordered place, the sentient mind. Flickers of memories like scenes playing through a holovid. Everything was out of order, a modgepodge of experiences and moments. Bellinda struggled to make sense, flicking through each memory hapahazardly, her face twisted in concentration.

[8/7/2012 4:15:22 PM] Sami Brown: Outward the man writhed as though unable to scream, his voice trapped, eyes rolled back as the petite woman moved carelessly through his psyche.

Memories surrounded her, childhood toys, his mother's voice, a beloved pet's untimely demise, a first awkward, stumbling love making with a zeltrsonian girl. Interspersed between these cherished memories were murders, assassinations, training. This was no amatuer. Crimson blood spilled across his hands countless times, the faces of his victims blurred and ran together. The man struggled, pushing the images and moments away and Bellinda pushed back all the harder, feeling him squirm.

After a few moments, she could feel the psyche begin to crack and shake apart, she was pushing too hard. Before her was a line of dialogue, a man offering a handsome amount of money in return for Sebastian's death. It was only a flash as the memories collapsed and caved all around her.

The assassin, whose name was actually Oliander, gasped blood pouring from his nose before quietly slumping over with a thud against the floor. With a gasp of her own Bellinda returned to the room, breathing heavily and suddenly exhausted.

[8/7/2012 4:15:52 PM] Sami Brown: "Gaemzee. Does Gaemzee mean anything?"

[8/7/2012 4:40:05 PM] Ashley A: The dull thud of the hollow body brought a smile to Sebastian's face. While some might have felt revulsion or discomfort at the tortured seizures of a fragmenting mind, Sebastian only felt the deepening of a profound sense of respect, and at the sight of the utterly broken man and the sound of the name, he realized that respect had passed the threshhold into admiration.

"Gaemzee means a great deal to me, in fact. He's the majority investor in several companies with which Adega Airships and its partners compete. I wouldn't have thought he'd be the sort of man to get his hands dirty, but everyone gets a little desperate sometimes."

Sebastian stooped to search the man. He had a data-comm, the key to his rented land speeder, and another blade sheathed at his ankle. "Pity," Sebastian said, though he sounded anything but remorseful. "The man had some musical talent." Sebastian tucked the data-comm and the key into his own pockets, then stood. Cracking the data-comm and back-tracing the assassin -- and Gaemzee's true motives -- would prove to be mentally stimulating, but could wait until later.

"Now that that's taken care of, shall we go enjoy the rest of the party?"

[8/7/2012 4:54:05 PM] Sami Brown: "Just... give me a moment." Bellinda said, taking a moment to rest against the glass chair. It was tricky business this mind shuffling. Slowly, deep breaths helped to center her. The petite red head shook like a leaf, taking in deep ragged breaths. Slowly she composed herself, getting back to her feet.

"Sorry, thats a little harder than it looks."

[8/7/2012 5:02:52 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian watched her with fascination as she trembled. Somehow there existed in this woman both sides of a dichotomy, remarkable power and strength and yet incredible weakness and fragility. How easy it would be, to break her body, and yet how unfathomable it was to consider her mind. To have the power to utterly destroy another, but in the process to be so very close to destroying the self... the risk, the reward, how did she handle that, he wondered? How did she think? That comment, about getting everything she deserved, it spoke to a great inner conflict.

When she stood, he once more extended his arm.

"No apology necessary, and thank you." He led her out of the room at a patient pace, stepping over the corpse without a second thought. He closed and locked the door behind them. "It seems I'm not the only one full of surprises," he said with a warm smile, leading her down the hall to another, larger room, which was comfortably furnished and had attracted a half-dozen other guests by its size and openness.

[8/7/2012 10:40:19 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda leaned heavily on Sebastian for support, a smile spread wide across her face as they stepped gently over the corpse of the assassin and out into the hallway.

"I aim to impress." She smiled, still unsteady as they moved into the large well furnished room. Her arm wrapped pleasantly about Sebastian's as they moved, leaning her head against his shoulder, deeply tired by the ordeal.

[8/7/2012 10:55:21 PM] Ashley A: "You hit your mark."

There was something Sebastian liked about this, this idea that Bellinda could tear a man's mind apart, and yet she still needed Sebastian's aid to remain upright. Though it was a power he would never abuse, given the fact that it would shatter those gossamer threads he had worked so hard to establish, the thought of doing so was interesting all the same.

They remained in this room for a while, Bellinda next to Sebastian on a couch and leaning against him, as other guests came and went with their concerns and conversation. However, Sebastian was growing weary of the inane chatter and the lack of ambient music, so he carried Bellinda back downstairs and into the front sitting room, where he deposited Bellinda in a high-backed chair and took his seat at the Piano bench.

He played various classics for the rest of the party, much to the amusement and praise of his guests, who all stopped by to bid their good wishes -- sincere or not -- on their way out the door. Once the majority of the guests had left, Ramadhin's glare indicated to the remaining few that they were outstaying their welcome.

Sebastian let the piano's last notes chase the last guests out, and enjoyed the moment of quiet.

[8/7/2012 11:01:47 PM] Ashley A: He turned to Bellinda then, who he had watched slowly drift off over the remainder of the night. He scooped her up from the chair and held her like a child, and as he walked towards the rear of the house, the house staff emerging behind him to clean up the aftermath of the party, he spoke into her ear.

"Wake up Bellinda, there's something I don't want you to miss."

As he stepped out of the rear door, the nighttime breeze swept by with a chill.

[8/7/2012 11:08:37 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda was mildly aware of being lifted and moved, but the comfortable warmth of Sebastian's arms was soothing. Tenderly he carried her through the expansive mansion, towards the rear of the house before gently half-whispering into her ear. With a yawn she stretched awake in his arms, nuzzling closer in the cool night air.

"But I like sleeping." She whispered back into his chest, recognizing his usage of her full name, a rarity these days.

[8/7/2012 11:14:01 PM] Ashley A: "You'll like this better," he said, walking toward the railing of the patio. He set her on the railing and her head fell into the space between his neck and shoulder, her chest resting against him.

"Listen," he said, as the breeze rustled again. It carried with it a most peculiar sound, a sort of mournful trill. One would start, and then another, until there was a whole chorus. Then they'd fade off again, and there would be a pause, then a rising trill again. It was a strange, organic, unpredictable melody. "It's the turtles," he explained, "They only come out a few nights each year."

[8/7/2012 11:19:11 PM] Sami Brown: Perking up the petite woman looked out over the beach, scanning for the turtles, listening to their soft, sad cry. It slow and sweet, but bitter, the way they called out to one another across the dunes of sand. Immediately she picked them out, watching as the waves lapped closer and closer to them as they called.

"What are they doing?" She asked, voice still barely above a whisper, pressing into Sebastian to shield herself from the cold.

[8/7/2012 11:23:57 PM] Ashley A: "Searching for a genetically compatable partner with which to reproduce so as to pass their genes along to the next generation, before burying their eggs in the sand, leaving their offspring behind and returning to sea. Or for love. Depends on how poetic you want to get."

[8/7/2012 11:27:37 PM] Sami Brown: "I prefer the realism over the poetry" She said, nuzzling closer against the man a shiver running down her spine and across her body as the shilly night breeze ran over them, wrapping itself over the pair.

[8/7/2012 11:30:39 PM] Ashley A: "I think there's a lot to be learned from the Turtles." Sebastian slipped his coat from his shoulders and wrapped it around Bellinda. It was a good way to endear oneself to a woman, and he himself enjoyed the icy fingers of the breeze. The nighttime was an inconsiderate lover, but Sebastian rather preferred it that way. "For instance, if all children were made to swim across a pool of sharks in order to determine if they ought to survive past age five or not, the world would be a much better place."

[8/7/2012 11:34:13 PM | Edited 11:34:19 PM] Sami Brown: "Haha." Bellinda laughed softly pulling the edges of the tent like jacket around her baer shoulders, relishing in the unexpected warmth.

"Perhaps, so how did the rest of the party go? I think I fell asleep some time around the woman with the live birds in her hair started detailing her manicurists routine -again-.' Lifting her head up from the crook of Sebastian's neck, facing him as she sat on the railing, slippered feet dangling off the edge.

[8/7/2012 11:39:40 PM] Ashley A: "Oh did she? I haven't listened to a word that woman's said in the past six months. She's the head of human resources, too, it's a good thing she knows how to type. The rest of the party was as the rest of these parties always are, rather inane. But they're a necessary business expense. You certainly made this one more interesting, though." You. Not the assassination attempt, you.

Her lips were a softer shade than usual, pink instead of red.

[8/8/2012 12:00:50 AM] Sami Brown: "Me? All I've done tonight was flash a fake smile and accidentally kill a man." She mumbled with a yawn. "Not exactly my most shining moment. Exhausting work too, I'll have to practice that a bit more before I try that again." Bellinda nodded, pulling at the loose layers of her skirt, letting it flutter out around her in the breeze.

[8/8/2012 12:04:02 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian smiled, and he exhaled in a silent laugh. "How silly you can be sometimes."

[8/8/2012 12:05:36 AM] Sami Brown: "Silly? I find that comment offensive." She said, her voice louder this time, head tilted as though sizing up the much larger man.

"I am a Sith. We are anything but -silly-."

[8/8/2012 12:07:13 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian was unphased. His mind was following its own agenda. "Lin, have you ever been kissed?"

[8/8/2012 12:12:58 AM] Sami Brown: If Bellinda had eyes she might have blinked at the pecular question, though instead she settled for twisted her face up in a question. "What an awkward thing to ask." She remarked, shifting uncomfortably in her seat on the railing.

"No, I have no interest in such trivial matters." Her hand waving to brush the topic away. It wasn't a thought that ever occurred to her, physical affection. Lines were drawn and established early in the Jedi Temple, and while some Sith shrugged such teachings away immediately upon leaving the Order Bellinda Maskrr had stuck faithfully too it, even if not entirely intentional. Attachment was simply another distraction, a weakness.

Of course she had grown attached to a few people over the years, but never in such a... physical way.

[8/8/2012 12:18:55 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian chortled again, as he had not been asking permission. Instead, he raised his hand to brush away the hair that was fluttering in Bellinda's face and tucked it behind her ear, and his hand lingered there. Before she could protest he had pressed his lips against hers, for a moment, then let her slip away. He remained close enough to still feel her breath, inviting. Or mocking.

[8/8/2012 12:25:36 AM | Edited 12:26:56 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda shifted uncomfortably as Sebastian chortled, his hand gently holding her face, touching the soft hair. Her skin prickled and sent a ripple across her skin as he touched her before leaning close. In the space of a heartbeat his lips meshed with hers and woman all but melted beneath their heat before he withdrew, A long soft sigh escaped her as the cool air flooded in between them before she burrowed closer into him, lips against his throat.

Corellia spun all around her, the world wavering before another unexpected shiver ran down her spine followed by another. After a long moment the woman stopped quivering against him, her face flush with embarassment from her reaction.

[8/8/2012 12:35:23 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian felt the heat of her blush against his collarbone, and rested his cheek gently on her head, taking to stroking her hair again. It was impossible for her to know how beautiful that red was, it was one of her few admirable features. How very strange Bellinda was, so casual towards death and violence and torture, so innocent to a simple touch.

Her reaction was unexpected, though Sebastian had not even attempted to expect anything. The pleasure of that moment was the same as one felt when turning onto a dark path on a dark night, not knowing whether a field or a star or a tree would be ahead in the next moment.

The turtles continued their trilling.

[8/8/2012 12:40:35 AM] Sami Brown: After a long moment, burying her bright red face against he his neck and the hollow of his collar she pulled away slightly, enjoying the soft feeling of his hand through the tangled long strands of her hair. This warmth was -delightful- as the turtles sang their sad little song, more mourning than mating.

"What was that for?" She finally asked, braking the comfortable but heavy silence as Sebastian held her close, and deep down she wished he'd never stop.

[8/8/2012 12:44:29 AM] Ashley A: "Because Lin, you -intrigue- me." It was the most sincere, most earnest, most heartfelt thing he had ever said to Bellinda, and certainly than he'd ever said to anyone in a very long time. There was an honesty, a transparency, an explorer laid bare by the revelation of the breadth of the world he intended to quantify.

[8/8/2012 12:50:26 AM] Sami Brown: Her first reaction was too tease, to exclaim was a silly reason that was to kiss someone. But before the words could touch her lips she accepted it. Sebastian's was a far cry from the sort of men she had met in her travels. His tone was what got her, the quiet, honest and pure way he said it. For such a self-proclaimed manipulator, he was surprisingly earnest.

"I'm glad." She burrowed closer into the folds of his arms, the turtles cried on, looking for their other half.

[8/8/2012 1:03:26 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian held Bellinda until her breathing grew smooth and steady and rhythmic. She'd fallen asleep. He stood even for a few moments longer, alone with the turtles and his thoughts, before carrying her back to what was becoming her usual room.

He then returned to the glass room and then tended to the body of the assassin, which was as simple as checking for any further useful information then tossing the corpse into the shark tank. Finding himself unable to sleep, he spent several hours tinkering with the encryption on the data-comm, before sleep finally found him.

Sebastian woke early and watched the sun rise from the patio, catching Ramadhin -- who always woke earlier -- and telling him to send Bellinda his way when she awoke.

[Kella]

[8/8/2012 1:19:35 AM] Sami Brown: The sun had risen over the Corellian beach and sat to the east, making it long daily voyage across the horizon, by the time Bellinda awoke with a yawn and a stretch. The modernly furnished room had begun to take on a sort of lived in feeling, how often she stayed there, curled up in a small tight ball in the center of the downy mattress. The remains of her cupcake dress laid tossed gently over the chair before the useless vanity. With a sort of nimble grace Bellinda hopped from the oversized bed, gripping the cane propped up on the nightstand gently before scrambling towards the wardrobe, hopefully she still had something other than the poufy pink and black dress to wear.

Every prepared within the wardrobe was a simple outfit of a loose white blouse and dark pants. Within moments she had slipped into them and out into the long hallway. With the many visits Bellinda had memorized the twists and turns of the estate and with a tilt of his head Ramadhin revealed the elusive Sebastian's location.

Stepping out onto the patio, Bellinda smiled softly, settling out in the sunniest chair enjoying the beam's light against her skin. "How did you sleep?"

[8/8/2012 1:26:06 AM] Ashley A: It seemed as if Sebastian's mind had not fully awakened until Bellinda arrived, and now the full breadth of its processes wondered what surprise she had for him next. He turned to smile at her.

"To politely answer a polite question, well. And you?"

[8/8/2012 1:30:49 AM] Sami Brown: "The polite answer is generally hardly an answer at all. I slept fabulously." She returned the smile, the suns warm glow across her skin most pleasant compared to the comfortable, yet steady coolness of the estate. Like a lingering chill that settled into the ball of her feet and the pads of her fingers, the sun began to melt it away, its bright beam wafting over her.

[8/8/2012 1:36:22 AM] Ashley A: "Well I do believe that's the point of politeness, to say all the right things without saying anything at all. So how about a much better question. Would you like to go look for turtle eggs?"

He scooped her up from the chair and whisked her off towards the beach, declining his lips to her ear to whisper a secret. "Except that wasn't -really- a question."

[8/8/2012 1:40:36 AM] Sami Brown: "That's not very polite of you, Seb." She teased, wrapping her arms up about his neck as he carried her out over the sand. "Part of me feels like I should find this degrading, and the other part likes not having to walk."

[8/8/2012 1:49:00 AM] Ashley A: "And all of me likes not having to -wait- for you," he half-complained. The morning was still cool, and the waves crashed noisily against the shore. The sand glittered, light bouncing around between the particles and emerging with a warm golden color. But commenting on such would gain him no appreciation from Bellinda, and he surprised himself by actually caring.

What she would appreciate was the texture of the sand, the way the particles were so fine as to feel like silk. He set her on the edge of the dry sand, where the waves of high tide had just barely licked, and began skimming the sand. "Don't tell me where they are," he warned, with a teasingly severe expression, before turning his attention back to the subtle scuffing of the sand.

[8/8/2012 1:55:40 AM] Sami Brown: "I heard somewhere that you're not supposed to disturb nests. It brings attention to predators and can adversely affect the incubation of the young." She said stretching out over the gloriously warm, fine sand. The grains so small and fine it was like smooth powder. Within a moment she had located all the nests within the area, the little eggs like beacons of life, nestled quietly beneath the sand as the water moved closer and closer.

Bellinda stood up, shakily at first over the shifting ground, her cane almost useless. With a few paces she approached the small waves, feeling the surf skim cold and fresh over her bare pale feet. A grin flashed wide of her face as she stood, immensely enjoying the gentle lapping of the waves of her.

"I've never been in the ocean before."

[8/8/2012 2:02:45 AM] Ashley A: "What they neglect to mention is that turtle eggs also make -divine- omelets. And funny little crunchy noises when you squish them." He was kidding about the second part, at least. Mostly. With his hands he dug into the sand and extracted a handful of eggs, which he would give to Ramadhin later, and carefully recovered the nest, simply to see if he could.

He turned to watch Bellinda venturing toward the waves. "Oh?" he replied, standing. His tone was pure mischief. He tackled Bellinda, twisting around so that she landed on top of him in the shallow water, a frigid wave suddenly washing over and soaking them both to the bone. Sebastian laughed warmly.

[8/8/2012 2:08:59 AM] Sami Brown: As Sebastian threw them both into the surf Bellinda yelped loudly, feeling the cold water wash over them as the tumbled through the sand and surf, her shaking little body drenched almost immediately as a roaring wave crashed over the pair. Sebastian laughed heartily and Bellinda shook, arms instinctively wrapping about herself.

"Sebastian!" She shouted, shocked and shivering as she rolled herself off him and back into the sand, attempting to lift herself back up as the waves continued to roll on over them and all around them.

[8/8/2012 2:21:01 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed again, delighted at the sheer indignation with which she spoke his name. He slapped the surface of a wave, sending a mist of droplets after her.

"C'mon Bells, have a little fun." The chill of the water sent a shiver down his spine, and he could feel the goose flesh rising on his arms, so he followed Bellinda back onto the sand.

He slipped his soaked shirt over his head and tossed it toward the little pile of turtle eggs, falling backwards onto the sand next to Bellinda. He felt the warmth spread all along his back and shoulders, and tilted his face up towards the sun. The long, parallel scars on his chest were dark in the light. He rolled his head to the side to watch Bellinda as she laboriously settled herself in the dry sand.

"I have a question for you," he announced.

[8/8/2012 11:22:24 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda grumbled as she made her way back onto the dry sand and plopping down and attempting to wipe off the crusting wet sand.

[8/8/2012 11:25:53 AM] Sami Brown: "You are ridiculous! Like a child!" She grumbled as he removed his shirt, settled comfortably in the sand nearby. The comfort dark blue pants were now heavy with water and the legs caked with dirt and grime, with a shake of her head Bells rolled the legs up, painstakingly removing the muck as she did. The sun felt pleasant on her pale legs as Sebastian announced his question.

[8/8/2012 11:26:06 AM] Sami Brown: "I hope to have an answer."

[8/8/2012 1:12:53 PM] Ashley A: How funny she was when she got indignant.

"This telepathy, I've seen you use, and now, working on a regular basis with the Sith, it's enough to give a mere mortal like myself pause. Is it possible... to train a mind, even one that doesn't have a 'connection with the Force,' to resist such intrusion?"

[8/8/2012 1:31:21 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda mulled over the question quietly, fingers still twitching and moving to remove the sticky globs of sand and muck from her feet and legs.

" That's a question better posed to a Master. I mean, I think if someone had the mental fortitude perhaps they could resist, but without aid from the Force I'm unsure if they'd be able to last any real length of time." She said with a shrug, finally giving up on the caked on sand and burying the limbs under the sand, delighted by the warmth.

"Fooling a mind is easy. Entering a mind is difficult, but protecting one from intrusion? That takes grit. Very few are able to shrug off such a feat."

[8/8/2012 1:48:33 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian crossed his arms behind his head, watching as Bellinda finally embraced the sand.

"Could you teach me?" It had been the real question. "I like to think I've got some mental grit."

[8/8/2012 1:55:57 PM] Sami Brown: "Teach you? Weren't you watching when I accidentally killed a man? This sounds like a terrible idea." She said shaking her head. "Absolutely not. I can't have you dying of a nose bleed because you asked me to rifle around in your head. The Sith would kill me."

[8/8/2012 2:10:31 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian smiled. "You don't -really- answer to the Sith, do you? You're not afraid of them. You're afraid of you. But I'm not. What I'm -concerned- about is selling my company for a bowl of soup." He waved his hand whimsically. "So start small. I'm up for a challenge."

[8/8/2012 2:17:50 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda all but groaned as Sebastian pressed on, pushing the topic further. Sitting up very straight she glanced down at him, face in a tight little frown. "Fine, I'll show you how useless this is. Prepare yourself." She muttered, scooting closer to him, hand gently cupping his face. "This is going to be terribly uncomfortable."

[8/8/2012 2:26:22 PM] Ashley A: "When have I heard that before?"

Bellinda eclipsed the sun and Sebastian looked up at her face, still utterly at ease.

[8/8/2012 2:31:06 PM] Sami Brown: "I'm not a very skilled healer either." She reminded him gently before feeling the force flood through her. Pushing into Sebastian's mind was far from effortless, but she prodded gently, easing her way in with great care. His memories, thoughts and experiences whirled around in the disorder of the sentient mind.

[8/8/2012 3:05:27 PM] Ashley A: It was like suddenly stepping into a dream, but without the gentleness of sleep, tripping and slamming face-first into the chaos.

Fragments, scenes, illogical leaps, except instead of dreams they were memories. Thoughts. Things Sebastian hadn't thought about in years, people, places.

He was walking down the halls at the university, killing his first man, buying Adega, learning how to ride a bike, nearly drowning, flying, walking into a room with a shape under a large canvas sheet.

Sebastian suddenly latched onto that memory. The edges flickered and pulled and warped, but the center stayed.

Sunlight, the smell of home, of the mines. His mother, nearly bursting to hold back the surprise, dashing over to the canvas, yanking it back. As the canvas drifted through the air another memory played on its folds, but he turned back to his mother, to the gleaming wood and the white ivory and the black keys. He sat down, he remembered the feeling of his fingers on the keys, the smile on his face, the first few notes he played. At first the sound that came from the piano was ghastly, screams and slamming doors and moans and whispers, but he did not have to hear the notes to know the keys. The world slowed and he pushed his hands to move, though the air grew stiffer and stiffer. And each movement drug a chord out of his memory, and the piano began to sound like music, and his body ached and shook and protested under the weight of the effort, which grew heavier with every second, but never did the piano grow silent.

Until the song ended, and the deep tones of the last note grew to a rumble and fissures cracked the memory into fragments again.

He was on the beach, suddenly gulping in a breath, wondering if he'd been drowning, body lurching forward as if the sudden intake of air could draw him upwards, but it dropped him back against the sand. There was a shadow over him, it--

She... Bellinda. Sebastian suddenly relaxed, though he was still breathing hard. The chill of the water was gone, the sun hot, as much sweat on his skin as seawater.

[8/8/2012 6:47:27 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda moved quietly, gently through the dark recesses of Sebastian's mind, flicking through the scenes and thoughts like photos on a datapad. Different scenes moved by, ones that filled her with an almost instant knowledge as Sebastian recognized the moments. Long hallways and daring sword fights, business decisions and childhood moments all ticked by until a simple lumpy thing concealed beneath a canvas sheet. A single word pierced the distorted void before Sebastian took the reins, latching onto the memory. Piano.

The scene of a child Sebastian receiving his beloved first piano, running his fingers over the worn keys. In a soft wavering sort of way Sebastian took hold, watching his childish hands play across the keys through the song.

And then as quickly as it began they returned, Bellinda gasping herself before withdrawing her hand from Sebastian. For a moment she worried he was dead, that she'd killed him like she did the assassin, but his gasping breathing brought her back from this dreadful thought.

She shook lightly, feeling the warmth suddenly return in the form of the sun high above her. "Are you okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

[8/8/2012 6:56:12 PM] Ashley A: "Not permanently," he said, another breath bringing a smile to his face. He pushed himself upright, leaning back on the heels of his hands. A dull throbbing rose at his temples. "Well. That was an interesting experience."

[8/8/2012 6:59:15 PM] Sami Brown: "I told you, it's not a comfortable experience and it's hard to do well. I tried to be as gentle as possible." She explained, wrapping her arms about her knees, surveying the damage.

"You... surprised me though. You forced a memory on while I was scanning. I didn't know you could even do that. Usually they're too busy fighting it to try and direct it."

[8/8/2012 7:43:36 PM] Ashley A: "Well I suppose that's the key, then. Deflect and redirect. I'm rather good at that. So, not so useless." He grinned.

Sebastian did not necessarily feel victorious yet, though, as his body's conduit for feeling anything had been thrown into disarray. He felt utterly and completely drained, yet... buzzed at the same time. Sebastian shook his head to clear it, but instead his balance bucked.

He looked to Bellinda. "We should do that again sometime." He raised a hand and pressed it at the base of his skull. "-Definitely- not right now, though. Hm." His body trembled ever so slightly, but was beginning to steady itself. Bellinda had been right, that was not a gentle process, not one easily resisted. His entire energy had been drained in the space of a few moments, but something had been accomplished, no matter how small. It had been a very long time since something had demanded so much of him, and as the physiological chaos faded, a little addictive hook remained.

[8/8/2012 8:10:08 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda quietly stroked his hair, her own shuddering stopping after a few moments. It was interesting, watching him be the frail, unsteady one, despite her stomach knotting up at the idea. "Definitely not, save it for another time." Softly, gently as she brushed back his hair. A strange, tiny part of her hated that she reduced him to the drained being before her, no matter how he smiled and liked it.

[8/8/2012 8:18:14 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian caught her hand in his, falling back onto the sand again and dragging her with him. She landed on his chest and he wrapped his arms around her.

"Thank you for humoring the eccentric billionaire."

[8/8/2012 8:28:52 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda yelped again at the sudden motion, tumbling over against his chest with a complete lack of dignity. Face flushed a dark, bright red as she struggled briefly against his hold. It was his word, his words that held her against him. "Oh, uh. You're quite welcome." She muttered into his warm skin, her voice betraying the awkwardness of the situation.

[8/8/2012 8:32:48 PM] Ashley A: "-Relax- Lin," he laughed. "That's what you need to learn. It's a lovely day, enjoy it."

[8/8/2012 8:45:09 PM] Sami Brown: "Relax? You're -holding- me. I'm unsure of where relaxing comes into play here." Bellinda mumbled, cheek resting against the pleasantly warm flesh. Shifting uncomfortably the woman finally settled, her fingers gently tracing the long smooth scar.

[8/8/2012 8:51:13 PM] Ashley A: "Oh? Does that make you uncomfortable?" He ran his hand along her hair. There was an odd numbness to the scar still, the sensation was altered. Her touch drew needle pricks across it but he did not complain.

[8/8/2012 9:03:42 PM] Sami Brown: The feeling of his hand gently moving through her hair illicit a sigh from the petite woman , her hand resting gently on the flat plains of his pectoral muscles. Her mind flickered back to the howlrunner, rearing back to strike him before she could stop it. That moment of surprise as Sebastian tried to help, bashing the cage open. Another swell of emotion took her and she pushed the thought away.

"A little." She admitted "I'll get used to it."

[8/8/2012 9:15:02 PM] Ashley A: "You'd better," he crooned. "I'm rather enjoying myself."

There was still a surreal edge to his consciousness, like the edge of sleep. He closed his eyes to the sun, listened to the waves, felt the feather weight of Bellinda's whole length.

[8/8/2012 9:32:18 PM] Ashley A: "So, what does it look like inside my head?" There was a cockiness in his tone.

[8/8/2012 9:38:30 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda giggled softly into the warm, solid flesh, her own arms now slowly wrapping around him, returning the embrace, for comforts sake alone.

"It's a lot like any other. The best I can describe it as.. Is like a datapad. You can flick between documents and files, but the files are all mixed up, out of order and sometimes missing pieces. If you delve deep enough you can find anything, but on the surface is very chaotic. I was just flipping through what you had floating around the surface earlier, and everything I touched on brought associations with other things. Its peculiar. If I linger on a memory it's like... I'm actually you, experiencing what you went through. Very first person." She half nodded, half nuzzled against him.

[8/8/2012 9:41:50 PM] Ashley A: "Aw, I wanted to hear that my brain's special." He considered the rest of the explanation for a moment. "I imagine that could lead to some awkward moments," he mused.

[8/8/2012 9:45:34 PM] Sami Brown: "I guess. Perhaps a less objective person would be bothered." She said with a shrug. "How old were you when you got that piano? If you don't mind my asking."

[8/8/2012 9:50:02 PM] Ashley A: So she fancied herself objective?

"it was my tenth birthday present. And the old thing's still around, if you can believe that."

[8/8/2012 10:00:02 PM] Sami Brown: "Where is it? With your mom?" She asked, voice quiet as she listened to the movement of his chest, the steady movement of inhale and exhale, calming and pleasant, the rhythmic heartbeat as its bass.

[8/8/2012 10:04:36 PM | Edited 10:06:14 PM] Ashley A: "Mhm. She never moved and so neither did it. Still on Tralus. Why do you ask how old I was?"

[8/8/2012 10:43:31 PM] Sami Brown: "You felt... young. But tall and lanky. It's hard to explain. I have a hard time processing things exactly the way you remember them because of the difference in sight and species. While you remember everything exactly as it happened, I can't quite process things my species doesn't even know about, like color or light and shadow. It's like listening to a cover of a song, all the original pieces and notes and lyrics are there, but it's still different."

[8/8/2012 10:55:46 PM] Ashley A: "If I were to look in your head," he said, running his fingers along the edge of her blindfold, "What would I see 'floating around on the surface'?"

[8/8/2012 11:06:22 PM] Sami Brown: A shiver ran through her as the finger moved carefully around the edge of her bow bone. "You touching my face at the Aristocrats party. Receiving my blindfold from Master Medina. Watching Master Medina lecture on botany. Jazz Karol escaping from confinement. Killing him." She said in rapid fire, following the stream of consciousness in its purest form.

"It goes on from there." Bellinda's voice barely above a whisper, enjoying the warmth of the sand baking around them, the sun bright and strong.

[8/8/2012 11:12:59 PM] Ashley A: "Well then keep going," he said, like a child asking for candy. He'd felt her shiver, and the glimpse at her mind had only whet his appetite.

[8/8/2012 11:19:29 PM] Sami Brown: "Living on Nar Shaddaa. Hutt parties. Learning how to use a lightsaber. Running." She stopped rather suddenly, interrupting her own train of thought, feeling another shiver run down her spine.

"That's all really. Just a collection of rather meaningless thoughts."

[8/8/2012 11:25:05 PM] Ashley A: "There you go again. What makes them meaningless?" He ran his hand down her back, feeling the sharp protrusion of each vertebra.

[8/8/2012 11:29:51 PM] Sami Brown: Another wave of shivers enveloped her as the fingers gently moved down over her spine. "They're not very important, inconsequential in the grand scheme of things."

[8/8/2012 11:31:56 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian smiled as she trembled. "Says who?"

[8/8/2012 11:35:47 PM] Sami Brown: "Me." She scooted up a little, pressing her face into the hollow of his collarbone and neck. "Why are you so curious?"

[8/8/2012 11:38:29 PM] Ashley A: "Well, because you seem to have a rather self-deprecating way of judging things."

[8/8/2012 11:39:54 PM] Sami Brown: "Self-deprecating? Me? Where would you get an idea like that."

[8/8/2012 11:44:56 PM] Ashley A: "I don't know, just some... -vague- impression. Prove me wrong."

[8/8/2012 11:50:54 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda lifted her head up, looking down at the much larger man before her, face twisted up in confusion. "And how, pray tell, am I supposed to do that?" She asked, attempting to sit up.

[8/8/2012 11:59:55 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian didn't try to stop Bellinda, he'd had his moment. "You can start by stopping proving me right," he teased.

[8/9/2012 12:03:39 AM] Sami Brown: Flopping back into the sand Bellinda stretched, joints popping pleasantly as she did before sitting up cross legged. "How about -you- prove me -wrong-?"

[8/9/2012 12:05:55 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian looked up at Bellinda with mock indignation. "But you didn't make any claims!"

[8/9/2012 12:08:53 AM] Sami Brown: "I don't self-depreciate. What a useless waste of time. You seem to disagree. Why?" She responded coolly, brushing the sand off her pants again.

[8/9/2012 12:12:36 AM] Ashley A: "Ah. You said you've gotten what you deserve. Keep saying 'accidentally'. And 'sorry'. Calling 'meaningless' what is truly a fascinating glimpse at the psyche. Sure sounds like self-deprecation to me. Or at -least- a regrettable lack of pride."

[8/9/2012 12:20:12 AM] Sami Brown: If Bellinda had eyes, she might have rolled them in that instance, choosing instead to lean back against the sand, stretched out. She was guilty of all these things, yes. No use in denying it. The warmth of the fine white powder was intoxicating, smothering her in its comfort.

"Building my lightsaber. Leaving the Jedi. Swimming for the first time. Taking care of a baby mouse." She continued without preface, letting the silence hang in the air. "I've listed more than I saw of you. You owe me. What are you thinking?"

[8/9/2012 12:25:04 AM] Ashley A: "I'm thinking if I found a mouse I'd be far more likely to feed it to a snake. Maybe I'll buy a python." He crossed his arms behind his head again.

[8/9/2012 12:27:51 AM] Sami Brown: "That's not very nice." She pouted. "He was a cute little thing. I named him Nix, kept him for 4-5 years." Bellinda nodded, picturing the little obscenely fluffy thing skittering about, in and out of the folds through the folds of her too large youngling robes.

[8/9/2012 12:29:09 AM] Ashley A: "-I'm- not very nice." He grinned. "I didn't think mice lived that long."

[8/9/2012 12:31:12 AM] Sami Brown: "Your... generally tolerable to me." She pointed out, poking his side gently. "And if properly taken care of by an 8 year old, they have a surprisingly long life span."

[8/9/2012 12:32:45 AM] Ashley A: "Hey," he complained.

"Are you sure you didn't use any of your -voodoo magic-?" He pulled an arm out from behind his head to wiggle his fingers dramatically.

[8/9/2012 12:37:11 AM] Sami Brown: She laughed scooting to him again, Bellinda voice high and bright as she did. "Certainly not. Such things are frowned on in the Jedi temple, not mention -completely- out of range for most Masters, let alone a youngling and her little pet mouse." She laughed again at the absurdity of the idea, resting back against Sebastian's side, her head gently laid over his stomach.

"Nope, Nix lived a very nice, full life."

[8/9/2012 12:43:28 AM] Ashley A: "Mmmmmmmmmm, nah, I don't believe you. It's all part of the 'Force' conspiracy, convincing us mere mortals that certain things are 'out of reach' just so we don't get wise and burn you lot at the stake. Definitely voodoo magic."

[8/9/2012 12:46:45 AM] Sami Brown: "Befriending me was just your first step towards uncovering our secrets, you clever, clever man. But I'm onto you, reporting back all my findings to the evil witch coven I associate with."

[8/9/2012 12:48:23 AM] Ashley A: "See, that's -actually- not all that bad an idea, so I am either flattered by the fact that you're joking, or in admiration of your ability to so seamlessly deliver such dramatic irony."

[8/9/2012 12:49:55 AM] Sami Brown: "The galaxy man never know." She said wistfully, pressing into his warm side before laughing some at ridiculous turn the conversation had taken.

[8/9/2012 12:52:18 AM] Ashley A: "Well I don't -care- if the Galaxy knows, -I- want to know." He could feel her laugh in the hollow of his stomach, and the sensation was both rare and welcome.

[8/9/2012 12:53:59 AM] Sami Brown: "You'll find out when my sister -witches and I decide to either induct you into our secret club or kill you. Still waiting on that company account, might give you a little sway." Bellinda teased, laughing harder.

[8/9/2012 12:55:45 AM] Ashley A: "Ohhhh, -sister- witches?" He grinned impishly. "Surely one of you lot has got to be attractive."

[8/9/2012 12:57:43 AM] Sami Brown: "Your asking the blind one to set you up?" She rolled over lightly in the sand, resting her face directly against the smooth skin of his abdomen.

[8/9/2012 12:59:21 AM] Ashley A: Her breath tickled, and the muscles tended in recoil, of their own accord. "Well you've got a perception of -shape-, don't you?"

[8/9/2012 1:01:39 AM] Sami Brown: "Basic. I can't see faces though. I'm told that's important." She nodded seriously, talking into his stomach, feeling the muscles of his core twitch in response.

[8/9/2012 1:08:59 AM] Ashley A: "It depends. A pretty face can only make up for so much. You, for example. Your face would be pretty, if not for being a bit tarnished, and yet the rest of you still gives a ghastly impression."

[8/9/2012 1:11:39 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda sighed loudly, rolling back over her long hair and head resting back against him. This getting comfortable thing wasn't as easy as it seemed. "And yet, I distinctly remember you kissing me last night. What does that say about you?"

[8/9/2012 1:15:44 AM] Ashley A: "It says that I'm not shallow," he said with great pride. "Though, now there's a novel idea. If rain helps you see texture, does an object being submerged in water accomplish a similar function?"

[8/9/2012 2:06:55 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda thought over the question for a long moment before perking up, bringing herself to a shaky standing position, leaning almost entirely on her good leg before gripping Sebastian's hand. With a tug the little woman attempted to pull him forward. "Let's find out! Come on!"

[8/9/2012 2:40:42 PM] Ashley A: Bellinda might as well have been a bird trying to move a starship, but Sebastian pushed himself to his feet, glad to find that his balance was stable again. "Now -that-'s the spirit," he said, and let Bellinda pull him into the cold water. A wave washed out and nearly knocked Bellinda off of her feet, but Sebastian pulled her back upright, and lead her out to where the water was deeper, and ebbed and flowed more gently. He ducked under the water for a moment, letting the cold surround him and shock the rest of the mental fog away. When he stood again, he shook his head with all the enthusiasm of a wet dog, spraying Bellinda with water.

[8/9/2012 5:35:18 PM] Sami Brown: Carefully Bellinda clung to Sebastian's arm, crying out as a wave swept her up and into the surf. With quick hands Sebastian righted her, leading her out to the deeper calmer waters. Unsteady she lingered in the water she could stand, treading carefully with her hands.

"I don't know if I can swim." The small woman admitted as Sebastian shook off, shielding her face with her hands as he shook off. "I mean... I haven't tried in a long time."

[8/9/2012 5:41:41 PM] Ashley A: "I imagine swimming must be much easier on your leg than walking. And don't worry, if you drown I will surely b very, very sad."

[8/9/2012 5:53:59 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda bounced through the water, for a moment, balancing herself on the good leg lightly as she did. The water, at first chilly was pleasantly cool in the afternoon light. As Sebastian expressed hypothetical feelings of sadness, she pulled an arm back, splashing him hard. The water droplets crashed into the blank plain of his face, revealing the hidden depth and features. Cheek bones appeared and the hollows of his eyes. A high, bell like laugh escaped her as she splashed again, watching the face come to life with each slap.

[8/9/2012 6:19:05 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian started to raise a hand to shield his face, but then realized what Bellinda was doing and crossed his arms and bore the splashing with dignity. She only ever laughed for him, he realized then. And it wasn't as if he could really know that, but he had a sense in that moment, an instinctual knowledge, that this was something rare from the woman. "If I remind you how to swim will you quit splashing me?"

[8/9/2012 9:48:04 PM] Sami Brown: "But I like splashing you." She paused for only a moment, a wide smile across her face before plunging forward. Bellinda skimmed across the water floundering lightly before splashing up against Sebastian, wrapping her arms around his neck and wrenching herself up against him with a giggle.

"See, I don't need reminding. Completely self-sufficient."

[8/9/2012 10:28:29 PM] Ashley A: "Oh I -see-, indeed, -completely- self-sufficient."

The only warning was a mischievous grin before Sebastian threw himself backwards into the water, and Bellinda's grasp drug her down with him. Having drawn a long breath, Sebastian lingered beneath the waves. He could not see, he could not hear, there was no taste but salt, his only remaining sense that of touch. It was a helpless feeling but in that feeling Sebastian relished, and tried to imagine having been born like this, born in the dark of the sea.

[8/9/2012 10:43:52 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda gasped as they fell back, drawing in a deep breath of air as Sebastian tossed them both back beneath the surface. The world underwater was a curious thing, constantly moving. Her vision sprang to life, every minute detail suddenly sharp and focused, and as clear as day was his face.

The droplets of splashes and rain and sprinklers gave a picture, but distorted, fuzzy incomplete. Pushed on the every moving water and the force all around them Sebastian glowed, his every feature, every definition shimmering as she clung to him.

Her lips met his in the dark of the water, soft and light and warm as she soaked in the feeling of him against her, fingers running through the waving curls. And in a moment, it was over. Bellinda released him, breaking the surface with a long breath, taking in the warm rays of the afternoon sun.

[8/9/2012 11:09:31 PM] Ashley A: It was a lovely metonymy, Sebastian decided, thought compelled by the feeling of her arms around his neck. It was the slightest, limited connection, and it made his mind only yearn for more. He had no way of knowing the expression of her face, her motivations or intentions, no way of knowing which hand was brushing the back of his spine, how close she was. She was a mystery, an untouchable--

Her lips suddenly pressed against his, an unexpected, profound connection. He longed to chase them as they left, longed to taste that moment but the heavy weight of the water held him back, made him wait. Damn. Some metaphors were too perfect.

Her absence left a coldness in the water, and in the deafness and the blindness the sense that for all intents and purposes she could have been gone forever. Sebastian returned to the surface, to sight and smell and hearing, with the realization that seeing very often gave only the illusion of understanding. Bellinda was still there before him, unaffected by the existential crisis.

"What was that for?" he crooned.

[8/9/2012 11:13:55 PM] Sami Brown: "You intrigue me." She responded, turning to flash him a smile before laying out on her back. With a deep breath her lungs filled with air, balancing the lithe woman on the surface, floating along. Her stomach fluttered lightly, enjoying the feeling and amused as she pictured his face.

[8/9/2012 11:37:48 PM] Ashley A: Bellinda would have greatly appreciated the look Sebastian gave her, if she had been able to see it. It was the look of a man who realized he was no longer calling all of the shots, and trying to decide whether he liked that or not. In the end, he decided yes, he liked that quite a bit. He teetered on the edge of initiative, of desire, watching her lips as she floated. But he needed to know what Bellinda would do, couldn't compromise any chance to glimpse her mind. So he rocked back to patience, discretion.

"Touché."

As Sebastian took a step to follow Bellinda, he felt something sharp under his foot and ducked under the water to pick it up. His hands knew what it was before he brought it to the surface. The conch shell was of moderate size, all but one of it spiny protrusions intact, curved opening empty save for the sandy water that was draining out. Sebastian saw them rather often, as his private ownership of the land prevented most of the shell-searchers from snatching them up.

"Well isn't that a serendipity."

[8/9/2012 11:55:25 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda lifted her head, feet gently settling back to the sandy bottom. "What's that?" She asked, clumsily floundering her way towards him, looking down at the curled shell of the conch.

[8/10/2012 10:46:17 PM] Sami Brown: "A smart man, that Ramadhin." Bellinda laughed, unashamed. Her head gently rested against his arm as they sat together in quiet, feet buried in the sand as the surf washed over them from time to time.

"Sebastian, what are you thinking?"

[8/10/2012 10:50:00 PM] Ashley A: "Hm? You like that question, don't you. Not much of anything, actually." Mental matters at hand resolved, Sebastian had simply settled to watching the sea.

[1:01:24 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda nodded, letting the silence between them settle pleasantly. The ocean water pooled into the depressions of her feet in the sand, the soft breeze whipping red hair about her face, and in her mind Bellinda committed the moment to memory.

[1:08:13 PM] Sign in here imo.im/

[2:51:14 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian tried to guess what time it was as the gulls cried above. The sun was somewhat centered, they'd passed much of the morning on the beach. Usually he was accurate within five or ten minutes, but... he didn't really have a guess this time. And that made him smile.

"So you'll come with me to... harass Gaemzee a bit? See how much we can get away with before we get caught?" Perhaps it was simply the serenity of the moment, but it sounded as if a touch of genuine hope had made it into his voice.

[3:28:28 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda smiled, her head gently propped against his arm, cheek against bare skin. "Wouldn't miss it." Instinctually she nuzzled against the smooth warm skin, gifting him a brief moment of affection.

[3:58:03 PM] Ashley A: Sometimes one got so fixed on the end product that they forgot how good the batter can taste. That gesture of affection, though small, though subtle, -meant- something. Moving a foot never seemed so significant as when climbing a mountain. He brushed his lips against her hair.

"The Sith will be missing you soon. And I'm hungry," he said, after a long moment, and gathered Bellinda up again. He wrapped the turtle eggs in his shirt and carried her back to the Mansion. While she was getting dry and comfortable, a process that went much more quickly for Seb, he saw to it that Mathilda was fetched, and when Bellinda emerged the eggs had become omelets. He ensured that Bellinda finish hers, as small as it was. She lingered for a few hours longer. Ramadhin came to warn Sebastian of impending meetings, but he waved the butler off. It wasn't as if he needed meetings to make decisions about his company.

When Bellinda finally left, it was only after Sebastian had settled the date for their next adventure.

[Kella]

[8/11/2012 7:15:25 PM] Ashley A: Taris was a tangle of buildings. The planet had been devastated a few centuries past, and much of its new growth remained half-finished. It was a good place for cheap labor, if you didn't mind the stigma of having anything to do with Taris.

Gaemzee didn't mind that stigma. He'd purchased a block in the industrial center and had turned it into his company's primary metallurgy plant. It was a rather respectable plant, and gave a lot of rather desperate Taris citizens a good, solid job. Not that that was really relevant, to Sebastian. It wasn't even retaliation that motivated the trip, so much as mischief given inspiration.

He and Bellinda walked along one of Taris's medium levels, her arm on his as had become their habit. It was less chivalry and more the fact that Sebastian didn't like to have to wait for Bellinda to hobble along.

"Where shall we start?" he asked, looking up at the black walls of the factory that were quickly aproaching.

[8/12/2012 10:20:23 PM] Sami Brown: A soft smile spread across Bellinda's face as they walked through the grey streets of Taris, arm entwined with his. Taris was by most accounts a wasteland of ruin and decay, a once symbol of progress and industry devastated in ruin around them. As they walked Bellinda surveyed the factory, little sparks and glimmers of life within. People. Hard working people.

"Lets find the main power generator. I think Gaemzee will have a little trouble getting production done when its melted."

[8/12/2012 10:27:52 PM] Ashley A: "But Dear Bellinda, that will knock out all of the power for four cubic kliks." There was neither sympathy nor remorse in his voice.

[8/13/2012 3:22:47 PM] Sami Brown: "Well, what did you have in mind?" She asked still surveying the building, the little beacons of people inside moving back and forth across her field of vision.

[8/13/2012 5:23:54 PM] Ashley A: "Hm? Well I never meant to -discourage- you," he purred. "That actually sounds like an -excellent- place to start."

He lead Bellinda to one of the lifts that lined the streets, requesting a descent, as he explained that the power generator would be on one of the lower levels, in the center of the complex but not within any of the buildings. The lower levels were not necessarily dimmer than the upper ones, it was just that the light grew more and more artificial the deeper you descended. That is, in those districts whose artificial lighting was still functional. Sebastian informed Bellinda that there were very few legitimate reasons to be so close to the center of the industrial block, and so to act as if she knew where she was going, and if questioned, to simply act very, very confused.

However, the few other people on the streets were quite focused on the task at hand, and ignored the couple. Soon, to the left, instead of a building there was a set of holographic barriers and several very large, very bold, 'Do not enter signs.'

"I think that looks about right."

[8/15/2012 10:14:34 PM] Sami Brown: Stepping lightly Bellinda followed Sebastian into the under belly of the decaying planet. A dark, kind of musky stench, almost stale lingered the further down they went, the petite woman's nose wrinkling as they descended, the air movement artifical, controlled. It wasn't much unlike the lower levels of Coruscant, the dank, the air, the mechanical inorganic noise.

Sebastian warned about looking suspicious and Bellinda couldn't help but smile. So diminutive, so fragile most people when their eyes fell upon her zipped away, superstitious fears about the unlucky and the lame guiding them away. The people of Taris though kept their distance, worrying little about the odd couple slowly making their way through the bowels of the lower industrial sector.

Bellinda regarded the blank holo screens, their messages lost on her. But beyond that, was the real fun. A great wide cyllinder stretched out within the barriers, a low, heavy hum filling the air which felt almost uncomfortably electrified.

"Does it now?" A soft smile spread across her lips.

[8/16/2012 10:30:07 PM] Ashley A: "Each of Taris's blocks is powered by a central reactor such as this. They have several layers of redundant security systems as they serve many essential functions in each block, such as running the vent fans, and powering doors and lifts. This would cause great dismay to the resident civilians, because it's not as if one can simply force the doors or the lift..." His voice dripped with smugness. "It's a good thing, then, that the security systems are effective against many different threats, including protection against surges up to one hundred thousand volts. Sound adequate to you, Lin?"

Sebastian grinned impishly.

[8/18/2012 8:38:32 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda turned about, regarding not only the central reactor, but the world around her. Within each of thesemetal boxes were people. Workers, families, people. Zapping the reactor would do far more than simply inconveince Gaemzee. Was it a little personal revenge worth trapping civilians for an unknown period of time?

"I'm suddenly unsure of this." Bellinda admitted, turning in place as she picked up the individual signatures of each person. "Perhaps we can find a more..." She struggled to find the right word, "Harmless way of handling this?"

[8/18/2012 8:56:01 PM] Ashley A: This moral aspect to her character was surprising, unexpected, interesting. Sebastian reasoned he was one of the few creatures that knew of these doubts.

"Well that defeats the purpose, Lin," he crooned. "Hesitation, vacillation, silly things. Be what you are, own it one way or another. Besides," he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "How many times in your life do you think you'll get to see the shock of a citywide blackout?"

[8/18/2012 9:04:28 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda gently bit her lower lip, a small shiver escaping as Sebastian gently tucked the lock of hair. A small part of her was eager to take the selfish vengence. This Gaemzee tried to kill Sebastian, one of the few people she had a fondness for, a rarity to evoke such emotions from her. Did he deserve something nearly as upsetting as Sebastian's death might have been?

"But the people. They don't deserve this. Couldn't be strike Gaemzee more directly?"

[8/18/2012 9:12:41 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian offered no persuasion as to the impact of the action, as it had never particularly mattered at all. Why should he care? It didn't affect him.

"Who really deserves anything, good or bad?" He gave Bellinda an appraising look. "Plus, it's less about getting back at Gaemzee and more about an excuse to have a little fun." Sebastian grinned impishly. "I've always wondered what would happen if one of these went..." He looked wistfully up at the core.

[8/18/2012 10:20:00 PM | Edited 10:21:47 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda smiled as his tone. There was something... endearing about his childish nature. His curiousity and prodding and mischief. It was refreshing in the wake of the serious or overly passionate Sith, this mischief, this whim.

"You are a very silly man." She whispered, feeling a great divide. She wanted to please him. How curious was that. To want to indluge these whims and ignore the lingering, gnawing guilt. "How long do you think it'll be until they get this thing up and running again?"

[8/18/2012 11:08:56 PM] Ashley A: The difference between Sebastian's silliness and Bellinda's is that he would not deny his. Sebastian's smile widened, and he shrugged. "Anywhere from two to eighteen hours, depends on how much damage is done and who's on coffee break."

[8/18/2012 11:36:23 PM] Sami Brown: "Two to eighteen? Mid-evening... One can assume it'll be closer to the eighteen." She stated quietly, as she debated this. Fidgetting more she weighed her options. A sudden impulse filled her, and with a smile she decided to follow it. Carpe diem as the ancients say.

[8/18/2012 11:39:44 PM] Sami Brown: Turning to the reactor Bellinda handed over her cane. "You might want to stand back."

The energy of the room was suddenly alive, snapping and crackling audibly with static as the sparks began to move and ripple across Bellinda's long skinny arms. A wide grin spread across her face as she looked back, smiling for Sebastian just a moment before returning her attention to the core.

[8/18/2012 11:44:41 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian received her cane with a flourish, taking a few slow steps back. His eyes remained ever on Bellinda, the cracks and flashes of light inspiring a rush of excitement in his features.

She looked back and grinned, and Sebastian felt as much victory as anticipation.

[8/19/2012 12:18:40 AM] Sami Brown: The core continued its low hum, unaware of the petite woman sparking and flashing with the force before it. Bellinda's long loose hair fluttered and raised as the energy danced and moved about her before snapping and spitting more rapidly. The Force flowed through her, whipping and moving and concentrating into tangible form.

With a sudden movement of her arm the electricty was unleashed with a blinding flash into the reactor's chasis.

[8/19/2012 9:32:10 AM] Ashley A: The bolt of lightning struck the reactor then shattered, separate threads arcing from each coolant tube to the other and hissing along their lengths.

A great buzzing filled the air as the lights flickered and moaned, followed by darkness and eerie silence, disturbed only by the residual crackling of energy down each inlet and outlet of the reactor and at its core.

Sebastian laughed aloud, exhilarated by the thrill.

"Well done. That was -fantastic-." He looked up at the glorious sight, flashes of light illuminating his expression of awe, which remained on his face as he turned to regard Bellinda with the same fascination.

His own body buzzed with excitement like lightning, and he took Bellinda's face between his hands and kissed her on the forehead, laughing again as the last few sparks fizzled and died.

"Let's see what else we can meddle with," he whispered to her.

[8/19/2012 12:14:16 PM] Sami Brown: Sebastian's laughter echoed brightly through the dark room, the grinding moan of the core sputtering to a halt and then only silence and what Bellinda could assume was darkness with it. A pang of guilt struck her, immediate and sharp, but Sebastian's kind words and tender forehead kiss made it feel almost worth it. The guilt was swiftly buried beneath satisifaction, to gnaw and fester another day.

Bellinda smiled widely, looking up at Sebastian as he craddled her face between his hands her red face burning beneath the pads of his fingers as she grinned. "One question. How are we going to get anywhere with the lift broken?"

[8/19/2012 12:36:38 PM] Ashley A: "The lifts aren't nearly so much of a problem as the doors. But that's what magic voodoo is for." He lifted his hands and waggled his fingers.

"Come along," he took her by the arm again. But then he hesitated. "Actually, I really can't see anything. Flashlight might have been nice to bring... Hm. This level is home to the main manufacturing floor, the entrance should be just two or three doors further, right next to a massive maintenance door. Go unscrew a few things while everyone's still flailing in the dark. So, after you."

[8/19/2012 1:47:55 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda tried to suppress a giggle as Sebastian realized his inability to see in true darkness. Grasping his arm comfortably in hers she scurried forth, easily finding her way through the hallway. Dark or light made little difference to the Miraluka and within moments they were before the entrance.

Fingers groped across the surface as she scanned finding the mechanics that held the sliding doors in place and gently manipulating them with the force. It was a fine tuned and careful process, one Bellinda moved through with great ease. A series of clicks and soft clangs filled the vacant air before a soft woosh as the door sprang open, aided only by the softest push.

[8/19/2012 10:05:49 PM] Ashley A: "That sounded very, very good," Sebastian purred, taking a step forward then letting Bellinda lead him through the doorway. Sebastian did not usually extend anyone nearly this level of trust, and it was rather exciting, having a vulnerability for once.

"There should be an emergency repair kit on the wall nearby, which ought to also have a flashlight. This floor should stay clear for quite a while, all this machinery is unmanned. Of course, that means sometimes it takes a bit longer to notice when maintenance is necessary..." One needn't see his face to hear the smirk in his voice.

[8/19/2012 11:39:55 PM] Sami Brown: A soft giggle, barely audible in the silence escaped Bellinda's lips as she spotted the kit immediately. With deft hands she plucked the flashlight and handed it over before closing the kit. It was curious the little change in roles, her leadering him, his momentary dependance. It was pleasant.

Before Sebastian could flick the switch of the flashlight Bellinda twisted towards him, jumping up lightly as she gently pulled his face down to hers. A soft white hand ran across his face as her lips pressed into his, kissing him gently in the cool darkness.

[8/20/2012 12:09:57 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian started to protest the sound of the closing kit, he'd wanted to see if there were any spanners or arc cutters with which to cause trouble. But Bellinda had some other mischief in mind, and his words met her mouth instead of her ears. Sebastian sunk into the embrace, factory suddely forgotten, cupping her head in his hand so she could not slip away so easily this time. Her hair was soft against his fingers, her lips soft against his, and he returned the kiss. Still gentle, still restrained, but also eager.

[8/20/2012 12:26:14 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda meant for it to only be a simple peck much like on the beach, but his hand slipped into her hair and soft lips melded into hers and her teasing plan slipped away. A spark flickered beneath Bellinda's skin, warming her through as she pressed closer in Sebastian. Inexperienced, almost clumsy, but fueled by a sudden and immense hunger. A hunger for closeness, for the heat that lingered beneath Sebastian's lips and deep within him. It was intoxicating this movement of her lips against his. How could one write this off as merely trivial?

[8/20/2012 12:54:35 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian's hand began to slide down her neck, but he caught himself. No, not yet. Certain things had to be done a certain way. He brushed his lips against hers one last time, then rested his forehead against hers, not content to lose Bellinda in the darkness. He let a long, almost weary sigh from his lungs.

"You -foul- temptress," he said quietly, tenderness in his tone. "Now you've ruined the rest of my night." His thumb ran along the lens of the flashlight in his hand.

One thing was for sure, he needed to knock the power out more often.

[8/20/2012 1:04:48 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda withheld a gasp as Sebastian pulled away, resting his forehead into hers as the blush across her pale face crept away unseen. In the wake of the moment she shivered, though surprisingly no fear or regret filled her. The flash of passion, so uncharacteristic, so -rash-, yet so perfect. No dwelling, merely accepting and even more curious, the want. Softly Bellinda internally chided herself. This wasn't the time or place, a maintenance entrance in the dark.

"Ruined?" She asked with mock concern. "I would never."

[8/20/2012 1:24:16 AM] Ashley A: "Wretched, evil temptress," he teased. Sebastian lifted his head and kissed her forehead again, then returned to his full height. "I suppose we ought to still induce catastrophic failure in heavy machinery, seeing as we've come this far." He sounded quite bored with the idea, though he clicked the flashlight on and extracted an arc cutter from the repair kit which he twirled with a flourish.

[8/20/2012 1:27:51 PM] Sami Brown: "I suppose." Bellinda mused wrapping both hands firmly about the smooth worn handle of her cane as Sebastian smoothly withdrew an arc cutter. With a soft touch the woman fixed her ruby colored hair, mussed lightly from their embrace.

"What exactly do you have in mind?" She asked, suddenly curious, Sebastian rarely did anything without a plan.

[8/20/2012 2:26:22 PM] Ashley A: "Oh, just slicing a few restraining bolts. Doesn't trip any alarms at the start of operations, but these things'll rattle themselves apart over the course of a few hours. In fact," he shined the flashlight up at the looming metal constructs, with their spindly arms and bundles of wires like varicose veins, "It'd probably only take a dozen bolt failures to collapse this whole block. And just enough mangled confusion that I doubt they'll even guess at sabotage."

Sebastian pulled up the machine schematics in his mind, but his thoughts kept drifting... Damn that woman.

The flashlight scanned the metal struts, an though it seemed like Sebastian was wandering there was a distinct method to the exploration.

"Right about there..."

Sebastian handed the arc cutter to Bellinda. "Hang on to that for a moment."

Sebastian put the flashlight between his teeth and leapt upwards, grabbing a support pipe and pulling himself up and into the machinery. He moved his feet over the strut and reached back down for the arc cutter. "Toss?"

[8/20/2012 2:36:18 PM | Edited 2:42:27 PM] Sami Brown: Quietly the woman watched, a dreamy smile plastered across her face as Sebastian worked his magic. She'd come to accept that she'd never keep up with the way he worked, his mind racing at speeds she'd never comphrend as he drifted through missions and moments like this.

Watching the sighted move around in the dark had always been curious, the way they were utterly dependant on something Bellinda could only barely understand. With the aid of his flashlight though Sebastian was no longer the vulernable one and soon found what he had been looking for.

Holding the arc cutter Bellinda watched Sebastian manuever around in the machinery, his movements swift and fluid. Bellinda held up the tool, letting it gently float from her hand up to Sebastian's smoothly.

"I'm not very good at throwing things." She offered.

[8/20/2012 4:37:04 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian grinned widely, momentarily entranced by the glorious defiance of physics. He let the arc cutter hand in the air a moment longer than necessary, then plucked it from the ethereal hand. "That works just as well," he said, awe still lingering in his voice.

There was more than one way for Bellinda to get his mind spinning. The arc cutter threw sparks as it whirred to life, illuminating the bolt as Sebastian sliced it clean through. He climbed up another few yards through the machinery, cut another bolt, and then proceeded upward again, slipping through spaces that were only one emergency lock failure away from crushing him into two.

Five bolts cut, Sebastian worked his way back down and dropped to the ground next to Bellinda once more.

Something stuck Sebastian as funny when he landed. "I just broke at least fifteen intergalactic laws." He laughed as he continued on, under the vulnerable bellies of the constructs above.

[8/20/2012 5:13:57 PM] Sami Brown: "Be careful up there." Bellinda called out as Sebastian moved and wiggled his way between the large parts of machinery buzzing noises echoing in the vast room. Biting her lower lip she watched as he moved and twisted, slicing away bolts one by one before scurrying back to the pipe and dropping down beside her.

"Only fifteen? How disappointing. I was shooting for eighteen."

[8/20/2012 6:08:17 PM] Ashley A: "Hey, I said -at least-. There are five that would depend on interpretation. Now, there's two more key areas..."

Sebastian repeated this process twice more, severing another dozen bolts. The last set was best accessed by a catwalk that ran over the machinery, and after he hauled himself back onto the catwalk he brushed of his hands and let the flashlight wander across the room. The silence had settled, revealing noises of movement and voices far in the distance.

"People underestimate the power of understanding. This factory, this construct, is the product of hundreds of minds and thousands of hours of work. They'd tell you that nothing can bring these constricts down, not deadlines, not overuse, not earthquakes. And they're right. But all you need is understanding, -true- understanding, and you can slip in and slip out, and they don't know they're falling until the mangled bits start to pile up at their feet... Something like people." Sebastian grinned to himself.

[8/20/2012 7:11:10 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda watched in relative silence as Sebastian worked, meticiously prowling through the massive beasts of gears and parts. There were moments as he moved and sawed that she'd wince, picturing the monstrous machines falling and chewing the cocky adventurer to bits, but silent she remained, relieved only when he returned to her side as they walked through the vacant expanse of the factory. He knew what he was doing, or played the part well.

Standing on the catwalk a touch of smile spread across Bellinda's face, admiring Sebastian's handy work. It was true, these people wouldn't realize that the world around them was crashing down until it was too late, that his knowledge, his -understanding- was what set him apart from the rest of the galaxy, and brought their destruction.

"Whats the count at now?" She teased, the intergalactic law breaking far gone at this point.

[8/20/2012 7:22:07 PM] Ashley A: "Factories destroyed or people?" He turned to look at her.

[8/20/2012 7:24:50 PM] Sami Brown: "Factories. How many have you destroyed before this? Or are we enjoying a first together?"

[8/20/2012 8:37:12 PM] Ashley A: "Let's see, there was... well, not quite, and then there's... hm, riding on a technicality, I do indeed think this is a first. Doubtful a last, though, depending on the holonews tomorrow. Let's see, what other havoc can be wreaked... Any ideas?"

[8/20/2012 10:58:47 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda grinned widely as Sebastian mulled her question over aloud, a small laugh slipping out as he debated and settled on it being a first before asking for her idea.

"So... with all your adjustments how hard would it be to collapse one?"

[8/20/2012 11:00:14 PM] Ashley A: "Collapse a what? One of these guys?" He gestured out at the machinery in the room. "Sadly, self-destruction is necessary though. Though..." He looked up. "The ceiling might not be so stubborn..."

[8/20/2012 11:04:54 PM] Sami Brown: Her smile widened as she looked over the vast, industrial ceiling above them. "Now -that- I can help with. But first... we might want to get somewhere that we won't get crushed by debris."

[8/20/2012 11:08:13 PM] Ashley A: "Actually... lets go next door, I don't want my hard work to be wasted." Sebastian lead her experetly across the factory, through two doors and into the next building. This one had rows and rows of conveyor belts, all frozen in various states of progress. There were no people on the floor, but voices were audible in the distance. The few words that drifted intact were of confusion and questioning. Sebastian paused in the doorway, looking out over the manufacturing floor, giving it a sweep with the flashlight.

"This hall doesn't have anything above it, as it connects the two buildings. That do?"

[8/20/2012 11:29:29 PM] Sami Brown: "That'll do nicely." She said with a nod, regarding the area quickly before extending a hand through the doorway. The massive ceiling was filled with pipes and ducts that wove between the layers of wall and concrete and steel. Reaching out with the Force she followed the long winding pipes scanning the walls for the support beams. Pale hands twisted and wrenched in midair as a shaking groan came from the ceiling.

The screech of metal being mangled as it was suddenly ripped from its place filled the room with a mighty groan. It another sharp motion Bellinda ripped a second support, large chunks of cement and metal falling into the machinery below with delightful smash. The twisted hunks of metal hovered in the air for a long moment before slamming back up against the crumbling ceiling with a harsh movement of Bellinda's arms before tumbling down in a wave of debris onto the floor below.

[8/20/2012 11:40:54 PM] Ashley A: "Oh, that was a nice touch," Sebastian said, the dust in the air turning the flashlight beam solid. It had been fascinating, interesting, beautiful to watch the destruction through the narrow beam, only hearing the sheer scope of the descruption. "You are an incredible woman, Lin." He said, looking reverently at the destruction. "Pity you aren't prettier."

[8/20/2012 11:47:07 PM] Sami Brown: "Can't have it all, I guess." She muttered softly, suddenly weary from the effort. Striking lightning into generators and ripping apart factories with your mind with tiring work. Perhaps the dig at her looks would have bothered her more if it weren't for the complete exhaustion.

[8/20/2012 11:53:26 PM] Ashley A: "Well, I can." He grinned in the darkness. The voices from the distance were growing louder, and other beams of light danced over the rubble. Sebastian flipped his light off, and lead Bellinda back the way they'd come. "Just one more thing..."

Back in the first room, he carried Bellinda up a catwalk and deposited her at the top, at the door of an office. Sebastian tested the door, which was locked, and so he kicked it in. Once inside, he ran his fingers along the edge of a set of cabinets, flicking a particular one open. It was full of data drives. Sebastian began unplugging them and moving them around, flicking setting switches on some and disengaging the contacts of others. When he was satisfied, he swung the cabinet door shut, just as another flashlight beam swept across the window of the office.

"And that is our cue to leave, I do believe. Shall we be off?" He extended a hand to Bellinda.

[8/21/2012 12:01:04 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda didn't see the beam of light sweep slowly across the window, but she saw the owner of the flashlight, trying curiously to survey seen. His body language spoke of confusion, minor panic, curiousity.

Slipping her much smaller hand into his she nodded firmly. "Lets."

[8/21/2012 12:25:39 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian stepped out onto the landing of the catwalk and swept Bellinda off of her feet, moving quietly down the stairs in the dark. The flashlight beam swept towards the stairs, but as it did Sebastian ducked into a shadow and the light passed.

While he might have preferred the efficiency of carrying Bellinda out, he couldn't risk the flashlight, and the darkness was still incredibly thick. "Shall we make our exit?"

[8/21/2012 12:39:19 AM] Sami Brown: The click of the flashlight shattered the quiet of the dark and with it Bellinda wiggled from Sebastian's grasp to her feet. Grasping Sebastian's arm in hers she silently lead the way. Through winding halls and stairwells, ducking the various concerned workers a long the way.

"Watch your step." She whispered softly, their progress slow but silent.

[8/21/2012 1:27:04 PM] Ashley A: They slipped out of the factory just as it was stirring back to life, into the darkness of the street.

"Hm. Let's go to the roof," he said, looking upwards. "You want to try your hand at the lift or are you going to make me take the stairs?"

[8/21/2012 2:07:18 PM] Sami Brown: As they left the factory Bellinda scanned the area around them, the factory and its concerned employees swarming like insects, desperate to save their nest. A strange, guilty smile touched her lips as they walked through the street. She had caused that, while broken and fragile the woman was strong, was powerful. Incredible.

"We'll take the lift."

Escorting him towards the doors of the lift she gently prodded it open with the force, leading him in carefully before forcing them back close. "Please keep all arms and legs inside the lift at all times, this is going to be a bumpy ride." Her high pitched voice full of mirth.

With a sudden lurching groan they moved up, the lift rising slowly, but steadily. True to her word the ride had several bumps along the way, when Bellinda's concentration wavered or the system emergency locks provided an obstacle. It wasn't long though before they arrived at the top, not far from where they began on Taris' surface.

Nodding for Sebastian to get off first she stood still, mind groping for the locking mechanism on the lift. With a quiet, barely audible click of the lifts brake she stepped off, exhausted and shaking.

[8/21/2012 2:27:54 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian caught Bellinda as she trembled, sweeping an arm behind her knees and holding her to his chest. He rested his lips against her hair and drew a deep breath.

"My, my Bellinda, you do have a way of impressing."

He sat on the edge of the roof, feet dangling over, cradling Bellinda in his arms.

[8/21/2012 3:56:35 PM] Sami Brown: "I try." She laughed weakly, pressing herself into the warmth of his chest, looking out over the decaying scape of Taris. The little glimmers of life flicked back and forth before her, their movements unsteady.

"If I can just stop the complete vulnerablity afterwards I'll just be just golden."

[8/21/2012 5:31:39 PM] Ashley A: "Complete vulnerability?" He whispered, lips against her ear. "You seem to -trust- me, Lin."

[8/21/2012 5:37:08 PM] Sami Brown: A soft shiver moved it way through Bellinda as Sebastian spoke, his breath gently tickling her ear. "And you me."

[8/21/2012 5:39:13 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed lightly. "I'm not sure I trust you so much as I wouldn't mind being betrayed by you."

[8/21/2012 5:40:42 PM] Sami Brown: "Consider the feeling mutual." A smile plain across her face. "Though, the real question is do you think I will?"

[8/21/2012 5:42:50 PM] Ashley A: "Well I don't -know-, that's much of the reason I don't mind. The edge is as boring a place to walk as any other if there's no possibility of falling over."

[8/21/2012 5:45:25 PM] Sami Brown: "Hm." She mumbled, burrowing closer into his core. "Well, I don't think you will. Betray me that is. If you were this really would be an opportune time." Bellinda chuckled, picturing him tossing her off the edge of the building unceremoniously.

[8/21/2012 5:49:40 PM] Ashley A: "I don't think so either," he smiled. "I haven't puzzled you out yet."

[8/21/2012 5:50:53 PM] Sami Brown: "Thats good. At this point if you get bored of me it'll be a lot more drastic than not returning my calls, right?"

[8/21/2012 5:54:15 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed. "Oh, don't be foolish. When am I -ever- drastic?"

The sentence was punctuated by a heavy groan below, the weight of the tower shifting, made unsteady by the severed supports.

[8/21/2012 5:56:14 PM] Sami Brown: "That doesn't sound good." Bellinda offered "Have we over stayed our welcome?"

[8/21/2012 5:58:47 PM] Ashley A: "Nah, durasteel simply complains incredibly loudly. They'll have the building stabalized by the time the power comes back on, but not before all the engineers flail about in a panic. They're really quite funny to watch."

[8/21/2012 6:00:36 PM] Sami Brown: "They're scrambling around now, like ants. I've been watching them scurry back and forth. Very amusing." She nodded firmly.

[8/21/2012 6:09:00 PM] Ashley A: "Aw, now I'm jealous, I want to watch the fun. I'll have to settle for watching the holonews tomorrow."

[8/21/2012 6:11:10 PM] Sami Brown: "Its okay, I'm sure its better 'in living color'." Another soft chuckle

[8/21/2012 6:15:07 PM] Ashley A: "Most likely, it's their expressions of sheer distress that are the most entertaining."

[8/21/2012 6:17:00 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda shook her head lightly against his chest, enjoying the feeling of being cradled. Such action might have made her at least mildly uncomfortable, but with Sebastian it was soothing, familiar.

[8/21/2012 6:18:28 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian let the silence hang, for a moment, then asked, "Did you have fun?"

[8/21/2012 6:19:49 PM] Sami Brown: "I did, actually. Quite a bit of fun. You?"

[8/21/2012 6:22:14 PM] Ashley A: "Oh yes, much fun. Though not really with the sabotage..." His tone was coy.

[8/21/2012 6:23:41 PM] Sami Brown: Her laughter was high and guiltless, picking up his meaning quickly.

"Ruined your night, did I? Sorry about that."

[8/21/2012 6:26:01 PM] Ashley A: "You down -sound- sorry," he said, feigning hurt. "Though really, neither am I," he whispered, as if sharing a great secret.

[8/21/2012 6:28:03 PM] Sami Brown: She wiggled in his grasp lightly, peering up beneath her blindfold at him. "Oh?"

[8/21/2012 6:31:09 PM] Ashley A: "Mhm." As her face turned towards him, he bent and kissed her again, lips gently against hers.

[8/21/2012 6:35:41 PM] Sami Brown: A shiver ran through her, white and hot, a hand moving to steady his face as she pressed back into the kiss. She pressed eagerly into him, all thoughts and worries and cares gone as an arm wrapped about his neck, pulling herself closer against him.

[8/21/2012 6:52:59 PM] Ashley A: The ever-churning thoughts of Sebastian's mind were stilled, satisfied, and there was no prediction of the future, no analysis of the past, only the moment.

Bellinda was growing confident, comfortable, and drew him closer so he did the same. There was exploring Bellinda's mind, and then there was this...

His hand found the small of her back and drew her closer to the pounding of his heart and himself closer to the heat of her skin.

[8/21/2012 7:16:45 PM] Sami Brown: Her fingers busied themselves in the silkiness of his curls, holding his hand between the tiny hands, holding him to her. Sitting up higher in his lap Bellinda sighed softly before pressing back more. His heart pounded beneath her chest, loud and thunderous, steady beneath the birdlike fluttering of her own.

[8/21/2012 7:45:00 PM] Ashley A: The dull, distant thrumming went unnoticed until a spotlight flared in Sebastian's eyes. His mind put the pieces together, and he waited another long moment before breaking the embrace. "-Now- we've overstayed our welcome," he said, just as emergency sirens began to blare, and the light flashed with the red and blue of Police lights.

Holding Bellinda close, Sebastian shifted and slipped over the edge of the building. They fell only long enough for the sensation of weightlessness before Sebastian landed in a ringing of hollow metal. Closer inspection revealed it to be an air speeder, which had been docked against the side of the building. The doors rose at the bidding of the key in his pocket, and he lowered first Bellinda, then himself into the speeder, illuminated by another spotlight. "Never hurts to be prepared," Sebastian quipped. The speeder hummed to life and then dropped down into the shadow between the buildings, slinking out of the block and back into the realm of lights.

The night had been wonderful, in every sense.

[Kella]

[8/21/2012 8:05:31 PM] Ashley A: "And so then I say, 'It's just recently been discovered by the Foundation for the Study of Eclectic Artifacts,' and he buys it! Hook, line and -sucker-."

Sebastian laughed. "Cryus Minn you sly dog. Though, the Magistress always was the sort who only heard what she wanted to hear."

"Oh, and you think you coulda done better?"

"I got the Senator of Togoria to buy into a Ponzi scheme."

"... Damn. Though I'd like to see you get the one-up on me this time, I've decided to invest in a new... experimental organization."

"And who might that be?"

Cryus leaned close. "An up and coming -empire-."

"You mean the Sith?"

"W-- Aw, frak you Monroe. How long?"

"Nine months or so?"

Cryus Minn just shook his head. "Aw well. Better late than never. Actually going to meat with one of their reps shortly, is why my assisstant gave you the run-around when she called. Always have time for a friend, though."

"Ah, do you know who it is? I've probably met them, one way or another."

"Of course you have." But Cryus smiled. "Sith didn't give their name at all, just a time. Probably smart. Though... Why don't you stick around, Monroe? You know these guys, can help make sure they don't pull the wool over my eyes."

"Of course, Cryus. Always time for a friend."

With impeccible timing, the doorbell rang. "Sir, your appointment is here," the assistant called.

"Send them in!"

A few moments later the door opened and Cryus stood to greet the negotiator, offering a hand shake. Just as he was about to introduce himself, the other man cried out warmly, a wide grin on his face.

"Bellinda! What a wonderful surprise."

[8/21/2012 9:19:33 PM] Sami Brown: The flight to Naboo had been a long one, which Bellinda normally would have enjoyed. Prolonged sitting and silence, the perfect conditions for a mystically-spiritual cripple. Meditiation usually a blessed period of quiet contemplation now plagued her with -thoughts-. And not just simple, philosophical ones, the typical Jedi fluff, no these were about -feelings-. Bothersome things that they were.

In the weeks that had passed since Taris the Sith woman's mind spun, reeling and turning with guilt. She aided in the destruction of a factory, hundreds were out of work on a planet already ravaged by hardships beyond number. But even worse than the guilt over that was that she enjoyed it. She had -fun-. Even though she understood what she was doing, knew what she was doing was wrong she went along with it.

While grappling with the gravity of Sebastian's influence she continued to push away the nagging want for his company, for his praise. It was maddening.There was only one way to let the thoughts, the guilt work its way out, seperating herself from the problem. Sebastian called, messaged all of which she carefully brushed off. Work was busy, her training becoming more intense. More trips needed. Excuse after excuse tumbling from her lips ad through the comm before flicking away with a touch of her hand, hardly listening to his comments, as colorful as they probably were.

Thankfully it wasn't entirely untrue, such as now. Landing on the planet the woman, finely dressed in an elaborate black and orange piece, cleared her mind once more, pushing off such mortal issues. For now there was her work, something she could always find distraction in.

Cyrus Minn, a lower ranking member of the Naboo Nobility, was eager to set up the appointment which Bellinda was happy to go on. The datapad told her the planet was beautiful, and so far it had impressed. Sadly there was little time for sight seeing and an airspeeder quickly deposited her at the estate.

A warm smiled covered Bellinda's small face as the door swung open, a man she had never met before but presumed to be Cyrus openned, when another figure appeared in the doorway, calling out her name. Her face wavered with confusion for a nano-second before her smile fixed its place.

"Sebastian, how unexpected!" Turning back to regard the nobleman she extended a small, lace gloved hand. "Lord Minn, pleasure meeting you. I'm Bellinda Maskrr."

[8/21/2012 9:25:27 PM | Edited 9:25:57 PM] Ashley A: "Sit, sit," Cyrus beckoned. "I take it you and Mr. Monroe are already acquainted?"

"We're regular coworkers," Sebastian explained, obeying Cyrus and returning to his seat. He gave Bellinda a long, lingering, assessing look. She'd been avoiding him, which had amused Sebastian. It's why he was here. He wasn't going to let her and her mysteries slip away, not yet.

"You don't mind if Mr. Monroe joins our sesson, do you?" Cyrus said to Bellinda. "He's an old friend of mine, I like keeping him around. 'course, he likes slippin' off." Cyrus chuckled with Mirth and Sebastian smiled winningly.

[8/21/2012 9:37:31 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda followed, datapad clutched carefully in hand as she followed, taking her seat across from the tall nobleman.

"Oh, not at all. Whatever makes you most comfortable, Lord Minn." She nodded, smiling wider for the joke. Her head was tilted, facing only Minn. To give Sebastian anything more than what was considered traditional polite would be far too encouraging.

[8/21/2012 9:55:59 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian found Bellinda's lack of attention incredibly encouraging. He'd really managed to get under her skin this time, really stirred something up, that was for quite certain. Curiosity burned in his mind, and he paid little attention to the negotiations. She had seemed so confident on the rooftop, she'd said she'd enjoyed herself. Now, maybe that was it. Sebastian found Bellinda's moral qualms interesting, perhaps she did not like that she'd enjoyed herself? Now that was an fascinating thought...

He found himself less desiring her attention, and more curious as to just how far her inattention would go. It was a bit of a game. He made interjections into the conversation here and there, and she maintained the perfect picture of politeness. He could admire her ability to identify and imitate the expected normalcy, it was something he himself had nearly perfected.

After an hour or so, the negotiations came to a close.

"That should just about--" Cyrus paused as his assistant appeared in the door.

"The Duke of Dymos is calling, Sir."

"Ah! I do need to take this," he said apologetically to the other two. "It happens to be very urgent. That man always has the best timing..." He sighed. "I shouldn't be too long, I hope, Wahia will take care of you if you need anything," He gestured to his assistant, then scurried out of the room.

"Shall you be requiring anything?" Wahia asked. Sebastian waved her off, and after recieving acknowledgement from Bellinda, the assistant left the room.

A moment of utter silence passed as Sebastian waited to ensure that they were truly alone.

"So Lin, how have you been?" He leaned back and crossed one leg over the other, smiling winningly.

[8/21/2012 10:01:02 PM] Sami Brown: "Busy." She said returning the smile, stiff and straight in her seat as though still conducting business than chatting with a dear friend.

"And yourself?"

[8/21/2012 10:06:03 PM] Ashley A: "Always with the half-truths," he chided, paying no mind to the stiff question. "What's eatin' you, Lin? Or is it Miss Maskrr now?" His grin was rather smug. "What have I done to earn this excessive cordiality?"

[8/21/2012 10:09:18 PM] Sami Brown: "Excessive cordiality?" She questioned, "Nothing of the sort. I'm being polite, in the home of a hopeful investor. Surely you understand."

[8/21/2012 10:12:51 PM | Edited 10:12:54 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed aloud. "I do wish I understood, I really do. But I'm afraid not even I have worked out the motivations for this sudden shift of character. Care to enlighten me? Or shall I grope around in the dark for a bit longer?" A thought struck him, and he grinned wolfishly. "Though I daresay you don't mind that last bit."

[8/21/2012 10:20:48 PM] Sami Brown: "There is not shift in character, Sebastian." She started, voice shorter, an edge of aggitation to her voice. His comment sprouted a blush, growing high on her face from the sharp apples of her cheeks burns over her ears. There was no use, deflecting his questions, pretending nothing had happened. With a sigh she sat back, her face in her hand as she struggled to control the whirlwind of emotions. Bellinda chided herself, the Duke could be back any moment, get it together.

"How did you know I was going to be here? I don't believe you happened to be in the neighborhood, not for a second."

[8/21/2012 10:26:31 PM] Ashley A: The blush and the raised hand were victories, he was pushing the right buttons.

"Not even a second? I must be losing my touch. You're not my only friend in the Sith temple." He shrugged. "Besides, everyone still feels like they owe me something after the whole howlrunner business." The scars on his chest prickled in response. "Your wherabouts were not particularly difficult to discern, unfortunately."

[8/21/2012 10:32:08 PM] Sami Brown: "So why meet me here then? Rather than confront me on Korriban? Or do you just like seeing me uncomfortable?... Don't answer that." Her voice weary but jagged with irritation. She was not prepared for this. Desperately she tried to focus on the door, watching for Minn's return. What she most certainly did not need was him walking in on their conflict.

"I just need a little space, Seb. The last few months have given me a lot to think about, its takes some time to process."

[8/21/2012 10:34:07 PM] Ashley A: "Like what?" The question was light, warm, in stark contrast to the tension in Bellinda's voice.

[8/21/2012 10:40:36 PM] Sami Brown: "Like if our relationship is getting... out of hand." The words came out forced, her every instinct demanding that she quiet. This struggle to express herself was taxing, the complex flurry of her thoughts and wants overwhelming.

[8/21/2012 10:41:43 PM] Ashley A: "And that would be a bad thing?" he crooned. "Being out-of-hand?"

[8/21/2012 10:47:50 PM] Sami Brown: "Yes." Bellinda all but groaned. "Its like you're a disease. Infecting me, effecting my judgment, bringing down my defenses, making me weak. Vulnerable."

[8/21/2012 10:50:03 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian couldn't have asked for a higher compliment. Affection was cheap. Influence, on the other hand...

"Vulnerable to what, exactly?"

[8/21/2012 10:52:01 PM] Sami Brown: "Does it matter? I need some time to sort things out, Sebastian."

[8/21/2012 10:56:59 PM] Ashley A: "You've had time, Lin," he said gently. "Seems to me you're putting it off, moreso than anything else. So, what is it, that has you swimming in doubt?"

[8/21/2012 11:04:22 PM] Sami Brown: "You." She said softly, lifting her head up. "You and the way you effect me. I act differently with you, when I'm around you I just want to please you. I do questionable things, terrible things, and I -enjoy it-. Thats the sick part, I enjoy the terrible things I do with you. And it scares me. Nothing ever scares me, but all of this is terrifying, confusing. I'm losing my grip, growing weak. I'm unfamiliar with this level of attachment to anything, let alone -anyone-. So, yes. I need more time." Her voice a harsh whisper.

[8/21/2012 11:10:08 PM] Ashley A: A million sweet nothings never would have stirred Sebastian's words, but those words edged his heartbeat faster, brought the slightest of flashes of heat to his skin.

"Questionable, terrible things?" Sebastian leaned forward, closer to Bellinda, elbows on his knees. "You can destroy a man with your mind. Rip his brain apart or crush his body. Kill a massive beast in a single burst of power. Blackout a city, rip durasteel apart with a force unrivaled by anything but high explosives. It takes a godlike challenge to test your limits. How can you not love that about yourself? I love it about you."

[8/21/2012 11:26:48 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's voice caught in her throat a barely audible croak escaping before taking a long silence as she attempted once more to compose herself. The way he spoke of her, kind and gentle, a touch of admiration.

"Thats the problem, Seb. I like it. I shouldn't, but I do. This whole thing, this past year has been... phonemonal. The power intoxicating, the law breaking, the adventure thrilling. But on Taris people got hurt. It was all so easy to write off, victimless crimes, people who earned their dues, but Taris... People were hurt, good hard working people, lost their jobs, were without power. If I'm capable of doing that and laughing, -enjoying- myself, what else could I do?"

[8/21/2012 11:28:53 PM] Ashley A: "All sorts of other intoxicating, adventurous, thrilling things," he said simply. "So why obligate yourself to an empty standard? Why not simply embrace the phenomenal?"

[8/21/2012 11:36:33 PM] Sami Brown: "The universe is not so simple." She shook her head, he didn't understand, he couldn't understand. The Code, the moral compass that propelled her, that was her reason for being.

[8/21/2012 11:40:26 PM] Ashley A: "Sure it is. Simpler even. We come, we live, we breed, we die, the worlds spin on. Anyone who tells you otherwise is either lying to themselves or trying to sell you something."

[8/21/2012 11:45:09 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda shook her head, his comprehension of her dogma was going to be limited, of course, his feelings skeptical. This was neither the time or place for a philosophical discussion.

"What do you want from me?"

[8/21/2012 11:46:27 PM] Ashley A: "You," he said, eyes searching her face for any further clue. "Just you."

[8/21/2012 11:50:26 PM] Sami Brown: His voice, his tone earnest. The slightest fluttering of her heart, moving on insect wings through her, burying and dancing into the pit of her stomach.

"Why?"

[8/21/2012 11:53:31 PM] Ashley A: "Because we come, we live, we breed, we die, and the worlds spin on. But -my- world has to revolve around something. Exploring, pushing boundaries, devouring every -challenge-... And you, Lin, are the greatest challenge of them all."

[8/22/2012 12:04:47 AM] Sami Brown: A long silence hung in the air after Sebastian spoke, the woman reeling from the revelation. She always knew he considered her a challenge, a puzzle he prodded and sought to understood, but his greatest challenge, his world revolved and somewhere in that revolution she stood.

"I--" Bellinda began but quickly stopped, straightening up and a smile crossing her face as the door opened slowly, revealing an apologetic Cyrus.

"Sorry about that, the Duke can be dreadfully long winded." He shook his head with a dramatic roll of his eyes. "I hope you weren't terribly bored waiting for me."

"Oh no, Sebastian and I were just catching up."

[8/22/2012 12:17:31 AM] Ashley A: "Wonderful," Cyrus said warmly.

"Indeed," Sebastian agreed, leaning back in his chair again. Damn Minn's timing, what was it she'd been going to say? Her moment of thought had been significant, the start of a statement indicative of some conclusion, but -what-?

"Then I suppose it all worked out. Now, where were we? The final formalities, I believe?"

He glanced at Sebastian who nodded, indicating silently that he approved of all their arrangements. Fifteen minutes later, all was in order to Minn's satisfaction. He glanced at the chrono.

"Won't you both stay for dinner? It's the least I can do for a friend and a new associate."

[8/22/2012 12:30:49 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda smiled but stood up, leaning heavily on her cane. "Oh, no. I couldn't possibly. I greatly appreciate the offer Lord Minn, but I'm on a rather tight schedule. Perhaps another time?" Her voice sweet and genuine as she addressed the much taller nobleman.

[8/22/2012 12:35:07 AM] Ashley A: "Ah, a pity. And you, Monroe?"

"Unfortunately I'd best be off as well," Sebastian said, standing and offering the man an expression of regret.

Minn shrugged. "Very well. It was wonderful meeting you, Miss. Maskrr, and great to see you again Sebastian."

"Likewise," Sebastian said, then turned to Bellinda. "I'll walk you out." He offered his arm.

[8/22/2012 12:41:10 AM] Sami Brown: "And you as well, Lord Minn. I look forward to seeing you again soon." The ruby haired woman said, holding his long, spindly fingered hand in hers for a warm moment as Sebastian expressed his own regrets. Tilting her head to politely say her goodbyes to him as well, he extended an arm in offering.

"Thank you." Bellinda said between her teeth, wrapping a thin limb about with his. Carefully she remained stiff, a respectful distance between their bodies as Sebastian lead her through the door, out of the manse.

[8/22/2012 12:45:19 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian maintained a slow pace, considerate of Bellinda's limp, but moreso of his curiosity. The door slid quietly shut behind them.

"Were you going to say something, earlier, before Minn cut in?" His tone was light, almost carefree, nothing belying the intensity of his curiosity.

[8/22/2012 1:07:23 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda sighed again, walking quietly as her face moved through a range of emotions, struggling for expression.

"I was going to say... That I want you too." Her voice obviously pained by this admission. "You terrify me. The way you make me feel, the way I act around you, how you linger in my thoughts. Its maddening, but I miss you. Quite a bit." Her stomach sloshed, unsettled by the afternoon's events.

[8/22/2012 1:13:14 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian slowed to a stop and cupped her face in his hand, running his thumb along her cheek.

"Then have me," he whispered, as close to pleading as Sebastian ever got.

[8/22/2012 1:22:35 AM] Sami Brown: "Sebastian." She whispered back, voice wavering again. Didn't he understand how difficult his simple plea was. Softly her hand folded over his squeezing his gently between her light fingers.

Bellinda's mind reeled. Something like this was rare, was special, her inner voice reasoned, the one so easily clouded by his mere presense. Leaning forward the woman pressed her lips to his, kissing him softly, tenderly, the world spinning as she did.

[8/22/2012 1:27:42 AM] Ashley A: The kiss remained soft, passion left in the world of confidence. After a moment, Sebastian's expression cracked into a smile. "So does this mean you'll be returning my calls now, or that you're never speaking to me again?"

[8/22/2012 1:29:32 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda returned the smile. "That remains to be seen. Lets just enjoy the moment."

[8/22/2012 1:35:08 AM] Ashley A: "I'm not sure whether to be proud or infuriated." He kissed her again. "Whatever happened to that tight schedule?"

[8/22/2012 1:38:17 AM] Sami Brown: "A little white lie to try and slip away before you got a chance to interrogate me further." She admitted with a shrug. "A list ditch effort if you will."

[8/22/2012 1:39:47 AM] Ashley A: "Well, I see that it was -very- effective," he teased. "So I take it that means you're available for dinner?"

[8/22/2012 1:41:58 AM] Sami Brown: "Perhaps. What did you have in mind?" She smiled, resting her head into his arm, her fingers knitting together with his.

[8/22/2012 1:51:31 AM] Ashley A: "I know a place," he said, scooping her up in his arms, as had become his habit, soon to show her, as he had with Zeltros, the finest wonders of Naboo.

[Kella]

[8/22/2012 10:22:13 PM] Sami Brown: In the weeks that passed Bellinda did return Sebastian's calls, though sadly was legitimately busy, her hectic schedule affording her little room to fly off to exotic planets at a moments notice. His words though at their last meeting ha unsettled a part of her, though not unpleasantly so. It was a sort of shift, a change in direction deep within her.

The idea had come to her slowly, a sort of slow dawning that she mulled over time. Could she? -Would- she? After a week of thought she decided, it was time.

A few quick swipes of her comm-link paired with some very choice words she informed Sebastian she'd be picking him up the next evening at his estate.

"Try to look as... roguish as possible, will you?" Bellinda asked, an obvious smile in her voice as she deftly avoided his questions with a click.

The sun was low in the sky when Bellinda's hired airspeeder arrived, within she sat, beckoning to get in, clad in her simplest of robes.

[8/23/2012 12:05:50 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian appeared in plain slacks, a black cotton shirt and a tattered coat that hung down to his knees. Roguish enough. Bellinda had done an excelleng job of stringing him along, which Sebastian could not help but admire. She artfully ducked each of his questions, and his curiosity grew like a hunger.

"Where are we off to?" He asked, swinging into the speeder next to Bellinda.

[8/23/2012 12:28:54 AM] Sami Brown: "You'll see."

The speeder floated away, the softest of hums in its wake, breaking away from Corellia’s glittering surface and into the inky haze of space.

Bellinda relaxed quietly, an easy smile spread across her face as the moved, fingers absently playing with her hair. The reddish locks, moving in fluid waves threatened to blend into the worn red of her robes, picked less for style and beauty and more for comfort. It was a familiar uniform of a different time, a different world before the Sith with their opulent parties and elegant affairs. A simpler, more dangerous life she lived not all that long ago.

Beside her Sebastian all but squirmed openly, pure curiosity radiating from him, a million questions undoubtedly rushing through him. It was to be expected. Through the course of their association Sebastian had been full of surprises, spinning adventures and creating cherished memories. It was a treat, to be doted on, shared with, in Sebastian’s … eccentric way. But tonight the surprises were on her. Another soft smile curled over her lip as they made the jump into hyperspace, a galaxy of color and shimmer opened up around them as the woman turned to her companion, fingers still busied with the ends of her hair.

“How’ve you been?”

[8/23/2012 12:43:42 AM] Ashley A: As aggrivating as the forced suspense was, Sebastian knew he would be disappointed by anything less from Bellinda. First in the darkness, now with this secrecy, Sebastian was the dependant one, the one left guessing. He loved that he hated it.

"I've been missing the company of my favorite Sith," He said warmly.

[8/23/2012 12:46:52 AM] Sami Brown: "I'll let Renata know, I'm sure she misses your company as well." She smiled, head back, the picture of serenity as the cruised. It wouldn't be long now, no. It was a short jump.

[8/23/2012 12:58:30 AM] Ashley A: "How very kind of you." Sebastian glanced out of the window out of habit, as if something in the swirl of colors could give some indication of their destination. But that was silly.

[8/23/2012 2:19:56 PM] Sami Brown: After some time the color stopped and the world slowed to a halt, the endless void of space, broken only by pin pricks of light, return-- though for Bellinda was it ever really gone? A large, orange planet appeared before them, a polluted, wrecked shell of a planet, used and abused until next to nothing remained. Nal Hutta.

This though was not their destination, the small ship banking right as it approached the largest moon. The city scape, so like Coruscant yet striking different rose up around them as they made their descent. Stinking, dirty and its people much the same, the Smuggler's Moon was alive. Their long days, 87 hours in total, meant for long nights as well and for now it was night, and the city was alive.

The small craft landed, in a busy part of the vertical city, the rundown skywalk and the heavy scent of urban decay wafted all around them. A pang of nostalgia struck within her chest, the air of the world filling her lungs for the first time in nearly two years, it was amazing how nothing seemed to change. The worlds kept on spinning, with or without you.

"Come on, Seb. We've got a lot to do tonight." Bellinda's voice soft as she stepped out into the congested walkway, her cane's tapping lost in the sea of disgruntled voices and people as she made her way.

[8/23/2012 2:36:14 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian stayed close, though more to avoid losing sight of the small woman in the crowd than for any concern for her wellbeing. She could look out for herself.

"Glad to see you brought me somewhere nice." He ducked around a grumbling Besalisk, eyeing the spittle dribbling down the man's jowls.

[8/23/2012 2:45:29 PM] Sami Brown: "This is more of a retrieval trip than a pleasure cruise, I hope you're not too disappointed." She said with a laugh as she weaved between the sea of people, familiar places, old haunts popping up before her. They were close.

[8/23/2012 2:47:30 PM] Ashley A: "Retrieval? Renata doesn't want another pet, does she?" Sebastian's eyes skimmed the faces in the crowd, trying to guess each one's crime or vice.

[8/23/2012 2:55:49 PM | Edited 3:00:50 PM] Sami Brown: "No, no. We're here for something much more... material." She smiled, leading into towards an alleyway. It was a standard dank space between two of the towering buildings, the muck and grime as piled here by the dumpsters as any. A homeless twi'lek man slept soundly, passed out in hs filth near one. With a sharp kick Bellinda woke him.

"Wuzzat?" He grumbled, lekku twitching as he sat up.

Bellinda kneeled down, a gentle smile on her face as she waved her hand across his blue face.

"You didn't see us."

"I didn't see ya." He echoed, still slurring from the drink.

"You're going to find another alleyway to sleep in."

"I'm gonna find another alleyway ta sleep in." He parroted, a glazed look across his eyes as he stood up, wobbling some.

"You're going to find a nice spot to nap and in the morning you'll quietly re-think your life." She added, the lightest touch of genuine compassion in her voice as she stood as well, turning away as he once more parroted her words before shambling off into the crowded street.

[8/23/2012 2:58:10 PM | Removed 3:00:48 PM] Ashley A: This message has been removed.

[8/23/2012 5:09:48 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian watched the man hobble off with an expression that mingled curiosity and awe. He turned back to Bellinda. "Warn me first if you ever decide I need to 'rethink my life'."

[8/23/2012 5:50:24 PM | Edited 5:57:55 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda grinned but didn't respond to the quip, her attention now drawn to the dumpster itself. Ignoring the contents she moved to the side, obstructing herself completely from view of the streetway. A large steel thing it was crusted with all manner of putrescence and grime, slime and filth dripping and dried to the ground all around it, undisturbed.

"Excellent." Bellinda muttered, her voice brimming with pleasure at the discovery.

Stepping back the woman moved her arms to her chest and with a soft rumble the waste container shifted, sliding until it revealed only the bolted durasteel beneath, startlingly neat and clean in such a dirty, dreary place. Jumping forward Bellinda tapped her foot experimentally across the surface.

Tap! Tappity tap!

It called back hollowly as she prodded the edges with her slippered foot.

[8/23/2012 6:01:50 PM] Ashley A: "-Clever-," Sebastian crooned, stepping up to stand just behind Bellina, looking down over her at the hatch.

[8/23/2012 6:08:32 PM] Sami Brown: With a swift flick of her good foot the hatch popped, revealing a thin wirey metal ladder that disappeared into complete darkness.

"Okay, you're going to have to help me down there." Taking a step back a thought suddenly struck her, holding up a single finger to him she reached int the folds of drab robes she pulled out a long metal tube, holding it up for a moment before flicking the switch, a bright beam of light illuminating the dark alley. With a smile she held it out, gesturing for him to take it.

[8/23/2012 6:15:46 PM] Ashley A: "How very considerate of you," he said with pleasure, and took the flashlight. He let it lick the lip of the hole, following the metal ladder down its length. The beam barely reached the bottom, and revealed only the existence of a floor, and nothing about its character. Important information then committed to memory, the tucked the flashlight in the pocket of his jacket. He lifted Bellinda and held her firmly at his side, the descended into the darkness.

"Are you sure our whole association hasn't been some ruse to find someone to carry you down into the rabbit hole to fetch your treasure?" His feet found the solid ground, and Sebastian retrieved the flashlight, flicking it back on to skim the new surroundings.

[8/23/2012 6:25:14 PM] Sami Brown: "I can't say it hasn't crossed my mind a few times."

The narrow beam of light revealed the highest level of the Under city, the world lost beneath the progress of Nar Shaddaa, built and paved over centuries before. Clean in comparison to the surface it was a dusty, but tidy hallway.

"All of this was converted into cheap housing not long after they finished the current skyline. After some problems with disease, no windows or proper ventilation to help stop the spread, they were abandoned and forgotten." She explained, cold little fingers grasping his in the cool darkness.

[8/23/2012 7:31:52 PM] Ashley A: "Fascinating..." Sebastian's beam of light centered on a mummified corpse, skin reduced to black shrink wrap. Sebastian only would have been concerned to see someting alive. If all the hosts had died, then so had the disease.

"If I ever want to make myself a satellite lair, I'll have to keep this one in mind. Wouldn't have to change much, except the regrettable lack of sharks."

[8/23/2012 8:17:29 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's smile faltered a little as she saw the corpse, stepping forward, she inspected it closely.

"Ah, Stella. Its been a while." She said softly, regarding the long hallway that lead to a variety of rooms. Another twinge went through her as she regarded the sunken face. Shifting back to her full height Bellinda moved quickly down the hall. It wasn't far, the door like a bright beacon, calling out to her.

Turning down the hall, she smiled, taking the first door to the right. It was exactly how she left it.

A simple, but nicely furnished studio stretched open before them. The white washed walls were barren, lacking in art or decorative touches save for a shelf holding a few small items, tokens lacking of all value outside of sentiment. A bed with exquiste silk sheet lay open in waiting, as though the owner had left only moments before.

Bellinda's fingers wandered across the surfaces of the room, silent as she touched the tokens, grasping one for a long moment. It was a crystal, cold and sharp and smooth between the pads of her fingers. A pained smile crossed her face as she turned to Sebastian, handing him the shimmering orange gem, a long black flaw, like a crack zigzagged across the surface.

"You weren't the first one to think that this would make a good base." She said softly, after a time.

[8/23/2012 8:26:40 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian took the gem, and in the silence, examined it. His eyes followed the flaw in the gem, traced each curve from every angle. He placed the flashlight under the gem and examined the way it caught the light, soon noticing that it cast streaks of orange around the room. It was beautiful. He looked at Bellinda then, and for the first time, felt something akin to compassion for her condition. Nothing nearly so selfless as that, but it was the closest thing that had a word.

He let the crystal settle, cool, into his palm and then looked around the room again. "Do I then have the pleasure of standing in the former lair of one Bellinda Maskrr?"

[8/23/2012 8:39:49 PM] Sami Brown: She chuckled, a dismissive wave of her hand as he spoke. "These were my quarters, not quite -my- lair. I studied under a Dark Jedi named Kao Zol here for... Four years I think. He founded the place years before, you can get anywhere in the city from here, if you know which way to go." She mused as her fingers ran over the other trinkets, a cool glass pendant, a length of ribbon.

"Hold onto that for me. We've got a couple more stops tonight."

[8/23/2012 9:04:22 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian gave the crystal another look, then tucked it safely into the pocket inside his jacket. He pondered this revelation about her past, tucking the information away, and watched carefully the trinkets she examined.

"Oh?"

[8/23/2012 9:47:18 PM] Sami Brown: "Yes." She said softly placing the trinkets down again. There was no need for them, merely relics of a time long passed. Taking a last, appraising look at the room she gripped Sebastian's hand in hers and lead him away from the bed and out the door, clicking softly as she went.

Slowly, but with growing pace Bellinda lead him throught the maze of hallways, passing several more dried and long mummifed corpses, stepping over them as she went, their names on her lips.

[8/23/2012 9:49:08 PM] Ashley A: "Your time here," he said, keeping track of each turn and stretch out of habit, "Before or after it became a catacomb?" It was not so much that he had any compassion for the corpses, so much as he wanted the proper context to gauge her state of mind.

[8/23/2012 9:53:33 PM] Sami Brown: "Before the bodies," She said taking another hop over one, his name had been Rolph. He was in worse shape than the others, his arm missing, presumably in the pile to the side with his missing legs.

"Technically."

[8/23/2012 9:56:56 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian grinned. He really was growing to like Bellinda. "Now where are we off to?"

[8/23/2012 10:05:15 PM] Sami Brown: "Well, right now we're following the trail of bodies back to good ole Kao Zol's office. Last time I was there I turned in my resignation. Left a little something behind." True to her word the bodies trailed on, growing in number and horror as the followed the long twisting hallway.

Turning to the left once more a new hallway formed, the completely littered, more than a dozen bodies in all matter of mangled, twisted states. The blood had run so thick here, a blackish dried dust still remained.

"I need your help here too, if you don't mind."

[8/23/2012 10:09:12 PM] Ashley A: "Of course, M'lady," he said with mock drama, sweeping her into his arms. Sebastian didn't particularly bother avoiding the bodies, and the dried bones and flesh crunched under his feet. He'd first assumed that the vast majority of the bodies had died of starvation or disease, but the increasingly mangled state of each made him wonder just how many of those previously written off as disease victims had been similarly murdered. They were approaching something interesting, that was certain. Kao Zol? He'd have to see what he could dig up on the name later.

[8/23/2012 10:22:54 PM] Sami Brown: The office, in the wake of the bloody massacre outside was tidy. The rich office of a powerful crime boss and dark Jedi, Zol had impeccable taste. Deep purples and shimmering silver were the themes of the tidy, expansive office, a map of the galaxy spread out across the ceiling. Plush couches and overstuffed chairs were knocked over, papers scattered about littered the floor.

When they entered Bellinda wiggled, worming her way from Sebastian's arms. In the corner of the room lay the remains of Kao Zol, the sunken stretched skin of his neck slit. Bellinda loomed over it regarding the shrivelled husk, a lightsaber still clutched in his hand. She regarded the shell of a long moment before stepping away.

The walls were lined with portraits, holograms still flickering years later. The images they showed were many, mostly of Kao himself, Kao and is conquests. Bellinda, unable to appreciate them in usual circumstances moved towards them, head tilted up.

"One... Two... Three... Four. This one. Fourth from the left, he always said. Does it still work?" She asked, turning to Sebastian, her voice full of hope.

The holo she spoke of did indeed work, and the image it showed was of Kao, and with him was a girl, a woman. Bellinda, whole and strong and beautiful.

[8/23/2012 10:34:55 PM] Ashley A: "This man had style," Sebastian said, scanning the room. "We might have got along well."

But Bellinda was otherwise occupied, examining the corpse. Sebastian gave it a close look, gathering what information he could about the man. He had been a Force user, as indicated by the lightsaber. She then counted her way along the holograms, and Sebastian followed her, examining each snapshot of her former employer, searching for some indication of how the man might have related to Bellinda.

The last one didn't make him guess. She sounded so hopeful, so eager to please. Perhaps he was imagining it, but he thought he saw the same expression in the holo. Bellinda had truly been beautiful. She appeared even more gaunt, more sickly in the shadow of her former self. What had happened? Sebastian wondered, with no remorse. Only curiosity.

He debated lying about the holo, just to gauge her reaction. But truth promised more information.

"It does."

[8/23/2012 10:38:05 PM] Sami Brown: "How is it?"

[8/23/2012 10:39:18 PM] Ashley A: "All of the projection tech seems to have lasted the test of time, but the power source is flickering a bit."

[8/23/2012 10:47:52 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda nodded silently before moving. Perhaps it had been a lie, Zol was full of them...

But there were more important things to do here. Bellinda began to scuffle about, looking for something. Beneath the desk, in two pieces she found it, getting low on her sparse stomach she crawled and moved and wormed until her fingers wrapped about the cylinder and a long jagged piece of the metal, broken away in the battle. Sitting up she smiled, settled on the dusty floor as her fingers moved and fluttered over it.

"My lightsaber." Her voice a harsh whisper.

[8/23/2012 11:38:12 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian dropped to the floor beside her, leaning back against the wall. She seemed disappointed that he had not commented on her former glory. How interesting. He might have to play with that later.

At the moment, he leaned towards her and looked at the broken lightsaber. "Whatever happened here?" He crooned, in a voice that almost avoided belying his true curiosity.

[8/24/2012 12:02:26 AM | Edited 12:17:35 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda tucked the broken tube of metal away, into the folds of her grey robe. Sebastian has settled next to her and finally, curiousity spilling from him, despite his attempt to hide it, broke the silence. Bellinda looked at him.

"I thought it was obvious." She chuckled darkly, clicking her tongue at the question.

"I worked for Zol for four years, after I left the Jedi." The woman began, her voice steady, calm. "I was nineteen and foolish and Kao Zol was so strong, so prominent... He was one of few Force using crime lords, it was hard not to miss him. He knew everyone and everything and I knew nothing." She laughed at the cliche of it all.

"I wanted to be a hero, to take down the underworld one spacer at a time.. I didn't know anything, I couldn't make contacts to get into anything big. It was my only choice, to join them, to get to know them, as ridiculous as it sounds. Zol took me with open arms. A gifted Padawan fresh from the Jedi, full of moxie he called me!... They were good years, in their own way. Everything was new and interesting and wonderful. Training was challenging, different. One day I was swinging from chandelirs, the next I was flirting with guards, and later that night I'd go out and beat up thugs and murderers... I learned most of the fancy tricks I know today from him, and its with them I killed all of these people." A low sigh pierced the air, Bellinda's head rolling back against the wall as her hands twitched and twisted in her lap.

[8/24/2012 12:30:04 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian considered this information, mulling it in his mind. "A -hero-?" he asked, with the slightest of laughs. But his minds connected the dots in the background, and as a revelation floated to the top of his mind, he spoke again. "You confronted him. He slashed your lightsaber and mangled your leg... but you took his life."

[8/24/2012 12:35:57 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda nodded, trumming her fingers across thighs as she did. "He was running a prostitution ring, there were children. I just... I couldn't." She struggled to find the words, to put into words her rash decision to confront him in his office, flipping the chair and yelling. Foolish. Foolish.

"I was hurt, angry that he could do something so vile and hide it from me. I attacked him and he fought back fiercely. I lost my leg, my saber, my friends, my mentor."

[8/24/2012 12:45:28 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian found her convictions fascinating, the sacrifices she'd made utterly flying in the face of logic. He could understand disapproval, he could understand choosing to extricate oneself or to live one's own life differently. But wrapping oneself in the affairs of other so deeply, for anything other than novel amusement, made little sense to Sebastian. This was less inspiring and world-changing as it was... cute. Though, what was most interesting of all was the fact that Bellinda's relationship with Sebastian was not so different than the one she'd had with Kor.

"So can I count on you to come and kill me when I do something vile?" His tone teased, but once more, the slightest shred of curiosity broke through.

[8/24/2012 12:48:24 AM] Sami Brown: She shook her head. "No. No. I'm... not the same person I was then. You're not like Kao... Not the same. Our relationship is different. Its--Its complicated."

[8/24/2012 12:52:53 AM] Ashley A: "I see," Sebastian said, smugness in his tone as he realized her honesty. He leaned his head back against the desk and swept the flashlight across the room again. "-And-," he said, as an afterthought. "And you lost your good looks. Can't forget those."

[8/24/2012 12:58:35 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda turned to Sebastian, her face flushed a deep red as he spoke off handidly. "Thanks for the reminder. I nearly forgot." Her words laced with an edge of venom. Gripping the edge of the desk, the little woman wrenched herself back up without a word before limping across the room and through the doorway.

Sebastian's steps had cleared an almost manageable path for Bellinda as she stepped, uneasily but moving across the corpse littered hall.

[8/24/2012 1:05:06 AM] Ashley A: Her blush made him grin impishly. He stood as well, though felt no hurry in following Bellinda. His eyes lingered on the Holo for another long moment, committing the image to memory. Then a thought struck him, and instead of walking to the door, he approached Kor's corpse. Sebastian plucked the saber from his mummified hand, and weighed it in his grasp. He examined it with the flashlight, finally following Bellinda out and scrolling casually along the corpses.

"Didn't have to kill a Mandalorian after all," he said, tucking the lightsaber in his coat as well. He strolled at a comfortable pace past Bellinda, and when he reached the next intersection, paused and leaned against the wall. No harm in letting her exert her independence.

[8/24/2012 1:17:43 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda turned, barely registering that he had snatched Kao's lightsaber on the way out, the slow dawning realization of which made her skin crawl and her stomach flip. No use in complaining about it though. There was still one thing left to do.

Lips pursed in a tight, neat frown she appraised the series of corridors for a long moment before picking one. The pathway moved differently than the others, leading to a series of doors, warnings printed across them that Bellinda swiftly ignored.

As the final door, a large heavy thing, locked shut ages before moved with a loud creak, revealing an old skywalk. The Undercity, the decaying ruin of the old work lingered here, stretching out in buildings that still towered and skywalks left abandoned. Nar Shaddaa, the vertical city moved ever upward, built and paved over itself every couple of centuries. This was what they sealed off, their shops and cantinas with their old signs still lingered, speeders and old bikes propped up and broken littered the skywalk.

Walking out Bellinda moved right for the edge of the skywalk, sitting down gently, her feet dangling off through the spaces in the railing. You could see for thousands of meters down and around and all over. It was here that the city that never slept was truly silent.

"My favorite place in all of Nar Shaddaa."

[8/24/2012 3:02:37 AM] Ashley A: "Now this is a treat," Sebastian mused with awe. The buildings reached far beyond the beam of the flashlight, and his imagination constructed what lay beyond the light. He skimmed the signs, glanced across the artifacts. One circular swath at a time, he assembled the cityscape.

Sebastian sat next to Bellinda, idly wondering just how far down the drop was. "I can see why."

[8/24/2012 8:26:01 AM] Sami Brown: She nodded softly in agreement reaching into her robe, withdrawing the broken lightsaber. For the most part is was whole, save for the jagged broken piece that looked as though it was wrenched from her gripped as it split.

Carefully, fingers roaming over it, feeling out each and every piece and moment. She smiled to see it was mostly intact and let it float up, into the air, guiding but her featherlight touch of the Force. Moving before her the pieces pulled apart, shifting and swirling and bending all at once. The moved silently, turning and adjusting in mid-air, stopping only when Bellinda turned back to Sebastian.

"Hand me the crystal."

[8/24/2012 8:54:02 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian took the crystal from where it had settled against his chest, and held it on an open palm out to Bellinda's ethereal hands. He was transfixed by the floating components, flashlight darting between them, as he tried to understand how each component for together.

[8/24/2012 1:13:16 PM] Sami Brown: The crystal lifted from Sebastian's palm, floating and sparkling in the flashlight's beam before joining the other pieces as they twirled. The lightsaber pieces rotated and came together before quickly coming apart, arranging and rearranging countless times as Bellinda puzzled over it.

The metal pieces bent and curled under her careful touch, shifting and changing to look of the hilt with every arrangement of the pieces. The crystal, a sparkling fire orange glimmered in the swift passing of Sebastian's beam before disappearing into the forming saber.

Moments passed in silence, the occasional click of metal echoing through the cavernous Undercit the only thing that dare break her concentration. As quietly as she began Bellinda finished. She admired the hilt for a moment, taking it in her hands and feelings the texture of the steel. It was cross hatched, etched and textured, but from looks alone one might call it plain.

With a sizzle and a hum the blade came to live in electrifying orange, illuminating Bellinda's face as she smiled, no grinned.

[8/24/2012 1:47:15 PM] Ashley A: The blade's light washed spilled out and over Bellinda and Sebastian, and he tucked the flashlight away. A single slip, and that blade could sear its way cleanly through even the toughest flesh.

"Orange," he said thoughtfully, "For citrus and bright sunshine and Lin's light saber." He smiled and looked at Bellinda's face.

[8/24/2012 1:54:00 PM] Sami Brown: She smiled wider, looking over the long blade. "Orange." She echoed, liking the way the word rolled off her tongue.

"Citrus, sunshine." She twirled it lightly in hand, remembering the feeling of it at her side, of carefully piecing it together as a Padawan on the cool Temple steps, of sparring, despite how terrible she was at it.

Holding it out towards Sebastian she smiled again.

"Its for you."

[8/24/2012 2:11:48 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian carefully took the hilt of the light saber, turning it ever so slightly. There was no weight to the blade at all, only the mass of the hilt, though the saber thrummed happily at the movement.

A sudden whim struck Sebastian, perhaps birthed by the sudden feeling of power that came with holding such an incredible weapon. He extracted the Kor's saber from his pocket, weighed it in his hand, and then dropped it over the orange blade. The hilt barely slowed as the blade sparked brighter, spitting off little droplets of molten metal.

For a long, quiet moment, the pieces of Kor's light saber fell. For a moment he wondered it it might have been nice take it apart instead, but oh well.

Sebastian smiled brightly as he heard the metal clatter against something far below. "Thank you," he said, eyes still fixed on the blade.

[8/24/2012 2:18:15 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda watched quietly as Sebastian dropped the other saber, watching it split before tumbling into the city below. It fell for a long while before the echoes of its landing moved up to them. Sebastian thanked her, it even sounded sincere.

"You're welcome." She smiled, letting the cool dark hair of the lost city move around her, its chill pleasant, refreshing ever. "I'm glad you like it."

[8/24/2012 2:23:55 PM] Ashley A: He closely examined the hilt, still careful, and found the only switch on the device. He thumbed it, and the blade receded, again and it sprang back to life. The science behind the plasma loop was incredible. "Are you sure you don't want to go back to slicing your way through hallways?" he teased.

[8/24/2012 2:25:41 PM] Sami Brown: "No, no. I haven't had a saber in a long time, don't have the strength really to weild one." She admitted with a shrug, watching as his curious fingers fluttered over the blade, flicking it off and on.

[8/24/2012 2:33:24 PM] Ashley A: "Things change. You never know," Sebastian said, and deactivated the saber. The darkness was all-consuming once more. With his feet dangling over the edge, he could believe that the abyss was endless. He ran his fingers along the cylinder, appreciating the texture and the shape. People tended to rely on their eyes far too much.

[8/24/2012 2:39:39 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda smiled at his words. "That they do. But if I need to I can make another. Plus, its for you. I would have brought it to you already fixed, but as you saw its a bit of a challenge getting down here without a little help."

[8/24/2012 2:43:27 PM] Ashley A: "Well in that case, I feel special," Sebastian crooned.

[8/24/2012 2:48:09 PM] Sami Brown: "As you should!" She laughed, leaning over and gently resting her head on his shoulder.

[8/24/2012 2:55:19 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian rested his head on top of hers, her hair soft against his cheek, breathing deep the smell of it, the smell of her. There was a sense too often neglected, smell. "Do you feel special, Lin?" he asked lightly.

[8/24/2012 2:59:16 PM] Sami Brown: The question struck her, a weird mix of emotions and thoughts bubbling over in its wake. Did she feel special?

"No, not usually." She answered simply.

[8/24/2012 3:00:03 PM] Ashley A: "You do realize that's very silly," he said, somewhere between kindness and mocking.

[8/24/2012 3:00:45 PM] Sami Brown: She chuckled at his response. "Oh? Is that so?"

[8/24/2012 3:03:13 PM] Ashley A: "Indeed. You are, in fact, very special. Like those mutated critters in the jars at the lab," he quipped cheerily.

[8/24/2012 3:05:22 PM] Sami Brown: "You sure do know how to charm a girl, Mr. Monroe." Bellinda laughed, shaking her head back and forth beneath his.

[8/24/2012 3:12:22 PM] Ashley A: "Yes, it's one of my great talents," he said, so sarcasm in the self-aggrandizing tone. "How many crippled, emaciated, soul-crushing -- literally --, miralukan women do you know?"

[8/24/2012 3:17:39 PM] Sami Brown: "Not many, but I can't say I those are all things I want to be defined as. Crippled, -emaciated-, what a grand exaggeration." She said with another little shake of her head.

"As for powerful women, I've known quite a few extraordinary ones."

[8/24/2012 3:21:16 PM] Ashley A: "Hardly an exaggeration," Sebastian chuckled. "And I never said you were the -most- special," he assured her, "But that doesn't make you average."

[8/24/2012 3:22:25 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda shrugged. "Well, I'm glad you think so. I'd hate to be average, sounds terribly dull."

[8/24/2012 3:28:47 PM] Ashley A: "I wouldn't know. Though they do bring some good into the world, they're incredibly fun to mess with. Pitiful creatures." His tone remained light, but there was a touch of earnestness in the condemnation. He had no compassion for those less gifted, felt no obligation to them because of his talents.

[8/24/2012 4:00:06 PM] Sami Brown: "Sebastian," Bellinda started, her voice hushed as a thought bubbled up inside her.

"You've told me a couple times that I'm like a puzzle... How much do you think you've figured out?"

[8/24/2012 4:02:52 PM] Ashley A: "Well, now that's a difficult thing to quantify. You'll have to be more specific," he said, only teasingly elusive.

[8/24/2012 4:13:28 PM] Sami Brown: "You get bored of people after you've figured them out. How close are you to 'figuring me out'?"

[8/24/2012 4:17:14 PM] Ashley A: "Getting nervous?" Sebastian teased, but then his words took a more serious tone. "I don't know. I -really- don't know, which means you probably have a long time yet."

[8/24/2012 4:34:20 PM] Sami Brown: She smiled, pressing her face against his neck, kissing the warm flesh of his throat lightly. "Not worried, just curious." It was a half truth, she wasn't nervous or worried about him disappearing right away. But part of her, a rather large part indeed, had grown invested and attached, fearful of how far she might fall once the rug slipped from under her.

[8/24/2012 4:46:11 PM] Ashley A: The unexpected touch brought an unbidden shiver through Sebastian's shoulders and chest, like an electric current. He liked this darkness, this quiet. He could feel Bellinda's breath warm on his neck. The image from the holo flickered before his eyes.

"So what do you think of being a hero how?"

[8/24/2012 4:52:29 PM] Sami Brown: "Call me foolish, but I still believe in them. But the galaxy is much more complicated than I thought back then... Everything isnt so hot and cold, there is warmth and lukewarmth, and chilly but pleasant. There's a whole range, limiting myself to just one temperature seems... noble, but unrealistic."

[8/24/2012 4:54:54 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian considered these words, another puzzle piece that he did not quite know how to fit in.

"I like heros," he said lightly, "They're enjoyable antagonists to my ambitions."

[8/24/2012 11:08:43 PM] Ashley A: "I guess that makes you the villian, then." She chuckled lightly, nuzzling more into his neck.

Sebastian raised a hand to stroke her cheek and the edge of her hair. "So, what do you think of villians?"

"Depends on how dastardly they are. Have you or will you ever tie a woman to train tracks? That might be a deal breaker." Bellinda sighed soft and breathy against his neck, enjoying the touch of his hand on her cheek.

"Well they weren't -technically- train tracks..."

She laughed heartily into the space between his face and collar. "I love your sense of humor."

"Humor? I have -no- idea what you're talking about. Though, if you're in the mood to compliment, do please continue."

Bellinda laughed more. "I don't think your ego can take much more, your head is big enough."

"My head is perfectly proportioned, as is the rest of me, thank you very much," he said, mocking hurt. The sense that they were hanging in an abyss, utterly lost to the world, strengthened. He couldn't remember the last time he'd had a moment like this, intimate on a level that mere physicality could not provide.

"Your ego is enormous!" She teased, poking his side lightly. "I'm amazed you can fit it through the door every morning."

"It's a natural side-effect of my intelligence," he said matter-of-factly.

"Oh I'm sure. Force forbid you be a modest genius."

"There's no such thing, dear Lin."

"I suppose." She smiled, still lightly poking him in the ribs. "I hope tonight wasn't a total waste for you, carrying a cripple around a nice place like this."

He recoiled playfully from the jab. "Ended with a better souvenir than your last tours, for certain."

"Oh, I'm sure you love it. I hear women love scars."

"Hmmmmmm, I suppose you've got me there."

[8/24/2012 11:20:08 PM] Sami Brown: "Of course, I'm always right." She stated boldly, the smile reaching her voice as her hand traveled across his lap, gently grasping his free one in hers. Affectionately Bellinda squeezed it, enjoying the sweet privacy of the moment.

[8/24/2012 11:24:11 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian ran his fingers along her hand, feeling the start and end of each bone, the tendons that tensed or yielded under his touch.

"Is that so?" he teased. "Well, if you're so -smart-, tell me something I don't know."

[8/24/2012 11:35:03 PM | Edited 11:35:15 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda thought for a long moment, savoring the sensation of his fingers brushing across the digits of her hand. Something Sebastian didn't know? Now that was a challenge.

"Your aura is... different. Not like the others I've seen." She offered, looking down as the ebb and flow of the force around his hand, clasped gently in hers.

"When I first met you it was dim... but neutral. I could tell right away that are not a person concerned by morality, but over the last few months as we've grown closer its... changed? I'm not sure if its you changing or if its my perception of -you-."

[8/25/2012 2:10:40 AM] Ashley A: "Changed how?" He asked, and it was clear that Bellinda had succeeded in fascinating the man.

[8/25/2012 2:25:17 AM] Sami Brown: Looking at the aura before her she watched as it radiated from him, outlining his form in the dark blankness of the world. How did one put into words what she saw. The change had been subtle, the feelings, the temperature of his aura only moving by a few degrees before shifting into a realm she didn't quite understand. His luminosity was blinding, a bright beacon that shone out in all directions. But the shade, the direction, Sebastian's innate place in the standing of the universe... Thats where it got complicated.

"You're brighter now. Brighter than anything else I've ever seen... I could find you in a crowded city with little effort... But whats really strange is the... tone. I've tried to research what it could mean, but I haven't met many Miraluka, none I still speak with."

[8/25/2012 2:29:18 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian had a way of forging connections and finding information, perhaps... though that was a thought to consider at another time.

"Describe it to me, my 'tone,'" he said, both curious and amused.

[8/25/2012 2:38:14 AM] Sami Brown: "Well, the way Miraluka see, its like... seeing with emotion. When someone does bad things, or has negative thoughts they project that. Pain, suffering, anger. You can feel it and understand it merely by looking at them, like feeling emotion in the tone of a song. The same goes for good people, lightness, happiness, cool... Most are neutral, simply being and worrying, like silence between two pieces in a concert. I've started to notice though this mixture of the two. Like two melodies playing at the same time, but fitting together perfectly, and this mix of emotion. Giddiness, fear, comfort, aggitation, worry, pleasure all tumbling over one another to form a new cohesive song."

[8/25/2012 2:43:36 AM] Ashley A: "Welcome to the real world," he chuckled. "Most people are a mess. -I- however, I simply very happily and lightly do very terrible things." Despite his quip, he did not miss the words between the lies. Whether she knew it or not, it seems as if the emotions she listed were thsoe she was feeling herself.

[8/25/2012 2:49:33 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda shook her head, he didn't understand. "I know, but still. Its so very different compared to the singular, one-sided auras that appear. Most people have only a single... prominent alignmrnt, unconcious too them. Your subconcious can't be bothered to choose. But, as I said, perhaps its simply the way I view you now."

With a shrug she pushed away the topic, fingers still running over his in her lap as the sat in the quiet darkness.

"Now its your turn, tell -me- something I don't know. Something I might find of value, if I may qualify that." She teased, imagining him already pulling out a long string of formulas and complicated physics.

[8/25/2012 2:57:28 AM | Edited 2:57:51 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian had in fact been tempted by a long string of formulas and complicated physics, though more with their result than explaining the mechanics themselves. "Well, it's at least three hundred meters down to the next level," he said, "As indicated by the bisected lightsaber method. But if that does not suffice..." He shuffled through his brain a moment, starting with the recent facts, skipping hose that were irrelevant or overly technical, eventually making his way into older information. "Consuming alcohol with carbonated beverages increases alcohol absorption rate, verses the same dilution with non-carbonated beverages, as the carbonic acid irritates the lining of the stomach, making it more permeable to the alcohol. -And-," He added suddenly, before she could speak, "I make an -excellent- grilled panini." Technically three things, but Sebastian had always been a little over-zealous when it came to showing off.

[8/25/2012 3:27:44 PM] Sami Brown: "I already knew the first one,'' She smiled, she could see the bottom and the buildings all around them. Her mind traversed between the buildings and down the skywalks. ''The second one is interesting considering most of the beverages you make me have some sort of carbonation... I knew you just like getting me as inebriated as possible.''

[8/25/2012 3:40:45 PM] Ashley A: "I would -never- stoop to such a thing. Would make everything -far- too easy." It was a matter of fact.

[8/25/2012 3:43:30 PM] Sami Brown: Another chuckle echoed in the quiet between them. ''So, still thinking about making this a satellite lair, Seb?"

[8/25/2012 4:06:12 PM] Ashley A: "Perhaps," he said, "Though as... Charming as Nar Shadaa is, I do think I will perpetually prefer Corellia."

[8/25/2012 4:13:34 PM] Sami Brown: ''Perfectly understandable'' Bellinda nodded out of habit against Sebastian's shoulder, effectively nuzzling it in the darkness.

[8/25/2012 6:40:50 PM] Sami Brown: Carefully, slowly she shifted away, gripping the rail tightly as she wrenched herself to a stand position, looking out over the edge of the skywalk and into the abyss. Their mission had drawn to a close, the lightsaber found, repaired and gifted and the memories of this place touched on and discarded. Like many things in the past year Bellinda had outgrown the person she was, casting off the old life like a shell.

Grabbing Sebastian's hand she lead him through the passages beneath the Nar Shaddaa and within a few moment's they appeared in the basement of a very promeninent comedy club. Settling into the cozy seating Bellinda ordered a couple of drinks and they spent the night laughing and chatting between the sets of self-depreciating Twi'leks, vulgar human women and a single ventriloquist. It was, in most respects a fun way to end the night.

[Kella]

[8/26/2012 8:12:09 PM] Ashley A: Much of Sebastian's idle thought over the past week had been consumed by trying to fit together the new puzzle pieces Bellinda had given him.

He had spent many hours in the Atrium rolling the light saber from hand to hand, examining the seams, feeling the weight. For the first time in his life, he felt some hesitation in disassembling something. He had seen the method of its construction, and it was one that no level of genius could appropriately reproduce. The secrets it held would come only with time and patience.

Or was this how he felt about Bellinda, and the saber felt those hesitations by proxy?

What did he know about Bellinda? She had been raised by the Jedi, until 19. She'd developed something of a hero's complex then, leaving the Jedi to hunt down a serial killer, which meant they'd said no and she wouldn't take that answer. The Jedi got in the way of her perceived justice, so she left them. She took that hero complex to Nar Shadaa, digging herself diving straight into the mud with the intent of cleaning it out. Until Kor -- what was he to her? Ally, tool, lover? -- fell under her crosshairs. Sebastian had no qualms over mass murder, but he found it interesting that one who spoke of innocence with such faith would then cut a swath of blood in order to achieve that justice. He was amused by the thought that good intentions could sometimes do more harm than evil ones.

So after the confrontation with Kor, which left her crippled and without a saber, she somehow made her way to the Sith, and was still relatively new there when Sebastian had met her. Now, she was much more established.

What were the Sith to her, he wondered?

What was he to her? That he knew a little more about. His charm had been successful as ever, but more than endearing, he was being truly influential. It was just a matter of not breaking anything in the process. Then again… on the one hand he doubted he could understand Bellinda well enough to break her anytime soon, on the other, maybe it would be just as interesting to watch her fall apart.

He'd have to wait and see. In the usual span of time, another engagement arose which he thought Bellinda might find interesting. It was related to Adega, and it was on Tralus, which also meant that there was another bit of mandatory business to be taken care of.

A breeze ruffled the leaves on the trees that lined the walk, a primitive concrete sheet to primitive to be found on most other worlds. There were no pre-fab high-rises here, rather individual modular homes, each with their own moderately sized plot of land. Sebastian regarded the various yards and houses with both the interest and the disregard of familiarity. He'd given Bellinda no indication as to where they were going, simply mentioning that there was an errand he needed to run before their main matter of business on Tralus. It'd be more efficient to just bring Bellinda along. Besides, it'd be entertaining.
[8/26/2012 9:51:57 PM] Sami Brown: While Sebastian pondered the mysteries of the little woman who's life had steadily become entwined with his own, she found herself for the first time in months able to meditate. The questions and moral conundrums that had plagued her over the past few months seemed to drift away. This isn't to say the thoughts were gone, she'd touch them gently as they arises no dwelling, no worry merely acknowledgement.
[8/26/2012 10:06:09 PM] Sami Brown: Was she doing the right thing? Did she even care anymore? What were Sebastian's intentions? Was he genuine? Manipulating her? Did it matter? For the first time in years she felt a respite from the constant looming responsibility and guilt, food had flavor. Sweetness that spread across the tongue and curled her face into a smile, savories that stirred a deep rumbling hunger, foreign and frightening but welcome. So welcome. This new interest in food, while beautiful and strange and new wasn't easy. Her body rejected and protested, bubbling over and spilling out the poison that settled inside her, festering. It was a process, uneasy, but Bellinda welcomed the challenge.
[8/26/2012 10:18:14 PM] Sami Brown: After a time, following their journey into her past, Sebastian called once more inviting along on a business trip to Tralus. Her schedule, more training focused than Public Relations these days as the war stirred and the nobles grew restless, was open. On a whim she joined him on the mining planet, interested to see how he conducted himself in his more professional pursuits and even why he invited her along. Perhaps he required someone to rethink a decision, or information that needed plucking. The planet, rural in comparison to the developed and glamorous Corellia was quaint. The towns more a sparse collection of people, each with their own land and homes, not exactly the premiere location for doing business. But they had an errand to run first, though what could possibly compelled Sebastian to take her to what looked to be a sparsely populated residential area on Tralus was beyond her. He was nonchalant about it, and true to her character Bellinda remained quiet and unquestioning. With Sebastian she learned answers merely came with time, and she was willing to take all the time in the world.
[8/26/2012 10:37:01 PM | Edited 10:52:50 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian suddenly turned off the street, up a narrower walk that lead to a simple, clean house, with a simple, clean door. He rang the buzzer, and a few moments later, the door slid open.

"Sebastian!" A woman yelled, throwing her arms around him. Sebastian bore the embrace patiently, though less than enthusiastically. "Certainly took you long enough to vi-- Oh, where are your manners!" She'd spotted Bellinda. "Who are you, dear?" She looked Bellinda up and down, eye as critical as when she was examining horses for sale. It was as if she only barely stopped short of shoving up Bellinda's gums to check her teeth.

"This is Mei Lin, and Lin, this is Miranda Monroe, my mother."

"Let the woman speak for herself! You can call me Mirri, dear. Now come in! Come in!"

She ushered them into the house and muttered at Sebastian, though not nearly as quietly as she thought. "You'd think you'd keep your mother better updated as to your status!" She shot Bellinda a somewhat disapproving look, that soon brightened to a wide smile.

"Sit, sit," she gestured at a set of old, sagging chairs in the small front sitting room. Potted plants in various stages of overgrowth hung by the front window and spilled out into the rest of the room. Sebastian reclined in a familiar chair, while Miranda announced she would be back shortly with tea. As she fluttered through the doorway, he shot Bellinda an amused though not apolegetic look.
[8/27/2012 1:50:08 AM] Sami Brown: As they approached the home, a simple neat place Bellinda wondered vaguely what sort of errand this was. With a fluid motion Sebastian rang the buzzer and the door slide open revealing a woman. The outburst was surprising, the redhaired woman taking a step back as Sebastian was swept into an embrace. It wasn't long though before Bellinda had been spotted, the tilt of the woman's head and the quick question bringing a smile to her face. The woman took no shame in visibly appraising her as Sebastian made introduction, though most took advantage of the blindfold.

'Mei Lin? The alias again? How queer.' She thought, ready to extend a hand in welcome as the woman gave a more familiar name, Mirri who all but rushed them in. She seemed to be just as surprised as Lin, but it was to be expected after all, Sebastian in all the time she knew him wasn't one to simply volunteer something. Surprises and mystery and reactions. He seemed to feed of them.

The flustered mother's beheaviour brought a warm smile to Bellinda's face. Of course, she should have known. Sebastian mentioned once, in the months before that he was born on the quaint little mining world, his mother and first piano still behind, the thought escaping her until just then. Leading them into the home, which was pleasantly furnished, the sagging old chair Bellinda sat comfortably, laying her cane gently across her lap as Mirri scurried off for tea.

"Your status requires updating now, does it?" She asked mischeviously, her hands straightening the loose fabric of her simple blue dress about her legs, hiding the injuried one as best she could from view.
[8/27/2012 4:59:13 PM] Ashley A: "She's obligated to think such," he said dismissively, though pleased by Bellinda's tone. She was already starting to see just how entertaining visiting Mrs. Monroe could be. It was almost as satisfying as seeing her uncomfortable.

Mirri hurried back into the room, with a plain tray that she deposited on the small, well-used table between the chairs. On it were three cups of hot tea.

Sebastian made no move to take one. "It's your favorite," Mirri insisted.

"I'm not thirsty," Sebastian said without apology.

"Fine," Mirri said tersely, then turned a honey tone on Bellinda. "You do like tea, don't you dear?" It was a statement in disguise, an she handed Bellinda a cup.

"So, Lin, is it? Tell me about yourself, Sebastian has rudely neglected to mention you entirely."
[8/28/2012 12:54:27 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda accepted the tea gratefully, sitting up in the comfortably used chair as she sipped. Sebastian's mother tittered on, fretting about the pair as she made softly pointed remarks concerning Sebastian's inability to communicate between a question about herself.

"Sebastian hasn't told you about me?" She said, feigning shock for a moment, head tilting ever so slightly before understanding seemed to dawn across her face. "Well, I can't say I'm terribly surprised." The woman shook her head slowly, taking another sip of the sweet, warm liquid.

"I'm an escort from a service Sebastian uses regularly. His usual pick, Tiffany had prior... engagments lined up for today, but I was familiar enough to step in." Her delivery deadpan as she took another sip.
[8/31/2012 6:03:19 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian's eyes sparked with surprise, and a spontaneous grin spread across his face. Once more, Bellinda proved to impress.

Mrs. Monroe's reaction proved entertaining. Her eyes widened to show white all around, her hands went slack and a little line of tea dribbled to the floor. Her mouth moved to start words several times, but there was no breath to fill them.

After a moment or two of this, her mouth snapped shut into a wry grin and the skin around her eyes went slack again.

"Oh, now don't you just have the most... Charming sense of humor." She forced a smile though there was tension in her voice, and them she shot Sebastian a look that challenged his judgement of character. He smiled warmly back.

Unwilling to touch that question again with a ten foot pole, Mrs. Monroe moved on, either oblivious to the little puddle of tea on the floor or hoping to start a trend of ignoring it.

"So how did you two meet?"

"Lin was the liaison for a new client."

"Oh, so you're in business too?" Mirri asked Bellinds sweetly, eager to forget the woman's previous transgression. "So then you know all about Sebastian's work, he's so diligent and successful, his father would be so proud." She beamed.
[9/16/2012 7:57:00 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian's eyes sparked with surprise, and a spontaneous grin spread across his face. Once more, Bellinda proved to impress.

Mrs. Monroe's reaction proved entertaining. Her eyes widened to show white all around, her hands went slack and a little line of tea dribbled to the floor. Her mouth moved to start words several times, but there was no breath to fill them.

After a moment or two of this, her mouth snapped shut into a wry grin and the skin around her eyes went slack again.

"Oh, now don't you just have the most... Charming sense of humor." She forced a smile though there was tension in her voice, and them she shot Sebastian a look that challenged his judgement of character. He smiled warmly back.

Unwilling to touch that question again with a ten foot pole, Mrs. Monroe moved on, either oblivious to the little puddle of tea on the floor or hoping to start a trend of ignoring it.

"So how did you two meet?"

"Lin was the liaison for a new client."

"Oh, so you're in business too?" Mirri asked Bellinds sweetly, eager to forget the woman's previous transgression. "So then you know all about Sebastian's work, he's so diligent and successful, his father would be so proud." She beamed.
[9/16/2012 8:15:35 PM] Sami Brown: "Oh yes, I'm very familiar with Sebastian's work." Bellinda's voice was melodious and playful, mirth dancing her tone as she sipped the warm tea. "Hes made quite the splash in his short career." Her smile widened as she thought over the various unsavory exploits and adventures the business prodigy had, several in this past featuring herself as a player in his endless games. His mother no doubt believed him to be a model.citizen, and this was a lie Bellinda would gladly support, with the added fun of her charming sense of humor sprinkled in. "I can honestly say I've never met a more impressive specimen than your son. You did a wonderful job raising him." She added her voice filled with soft sincerity.
[10/9/2012 10:37:47 AM] Ashley A: Mirri looked politely abashed, but her pride was thinly veiled. "You're far too kind." The earlier indiscretion seemed forgiven.

"So, Lin, tell me more about yourself. Where is your family from?" The initial appraisal done, it was time for the pedigree.

Sebastian, for his part, was watching Bellinda, and at his mother's question waved his hand at her to say 'Oh, do tell.'
[10/9/2012 11:13:01 AM | Edited 11:24:09 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's smile lingered for a long moment before disappearing behind the rim of her delicate tea cup. This was a rather forward question, most people in her line of work asked about where she was from, where she grew up, where she went to school, a story she had built up and Sebastian backed up under the name of Mei Lin.

Familial details though? That was something rarely touched on. A short sip of the warm, honey laced tea slipped down her throat, warming the woman to the core.

"I'm from Coruscant, my parents owned a datapad and electronics repair shop, moderately successful, I grew up rather cozy. They adopted me later in life and died when I was in university. As for my birth parents... They were from Alpherides according to the hospital records, but I've never had much interest in finding them." She shifted in her seat slightly, before another smile crossed her lips before she took another long sip.
[10/9/2012 11:43:47 AM] Ashley A: "Oh you poor thing," Mirri said with genuine sincerity, placing her hand on Bellinda's knee comfortingly.

"Don't be concerned mother," Sebastian said, "It hasn't held Bellinda back."

"All the same, it must have been difficult. It was hard enough when your father died..." Mirri trailed off, then drew herself back to the present with a sharp inhale, blinking as if she had tears to hide. Sebastian seemed utterly unaffected. "But an orphan, and blind as well, bless your soul." Mirri was less than subtly testing the waters.
[10/9/2012 12:33:46 PM] Sami Brown: "Its nothing, really." Bellinda assured the rather emotional woman, her year of public relations work kicking in through the awkwardness of being touched, successfully resisting the urge to shrink away from the contact. Gently Bellinda rested a skeletal hand over Mirri's.

"I grew up very comfortably and happily with both my parents who supported me through school even after their death. You supported Sebastian by yourself, against all odds and look at him now." She said looking up, head tilted towards the dark skinned man to her right, shooting him a grin before addressing Mirri again.

"You, Mrs. Monroe, are inspirational. I hope if I ever become a mother I do half as good a job as you have."
[10/9/2012 12:38:08 PM] Ashley A: Mirri's expression seemed inspired by angelic chorus. She folded her hands in her lap with the proudest of humility. "It's an instinct, really, in the blood. You and Sebastian will make such darling children, though, dear, is your blindness hereditary?" She spoke as if she were simply inquiring what sort of tea Bellinda preferred.

"Mother," Sebastian chided, with more amusement than frustration.
[10/9/2012 12:51:42 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's smile faltered, taken aback by the forward question and the little before. A loud, unlady like laugh barked through Bellinda at the absurdity of the comment as she attempted to regain her composure.

"No, no," She said, giggles still tumbling out around them as she finally pulled herself togethe, straightening herself up in her seat. "No, Sebastian and I are merely friends. But to answer your question... I'm a Miraluka, I'm not blind in the way you're thinking, I just don't have any eyes. So, you could say its hereditary..."
[10/9/2012 1:06:07 PM] Ashley A: Mrs. Monroe appeared physically struck, her expression of devastated disillusionment akin to a child told for the first time that Santa Claus wasn't real.

"I see," were the only words she could muster for a long moment. Sebastian also looked disappointed, though moreso because Bellinda had ruined the fun.

"Ah, well, your hips would be ill suited for childbearing anyway," she said in what did appear to be a sincere attempt to comfort and save face. In the end, she seemed to settle on being glad that this scrawny little woman would not, in fact, be bearing her grandchildren. Even though, she shot Sebastian a poisonous look, vengeance for his misinformation.
[10/9/2012 1:12:37 PM] Sami Brown: "I'm very sorry if there was some sort of misunderstanding, Mirri." Bellinda said, sipping her tea again, mentally waving off the comment about her hips.

"Actually, I'd hate to be a bother, but... Would you mind showing me the piano you bought for Sebastian when he was a boy?"
[10/9/2012 3:00:45 PM] Ashley A: Now that raised both the Monroes' eyebrows.

"Why, well, certainly," Mrs. Monroe said, surprise giving way to a glow of delight. She stood and dusted off her skirts, taking Bellinda's hand dutifully, forgetting the woman's earlier competence. "Right this way, dear." As she made the short trip from the sitting room, through the kitchen, and into the small dining room, she rambled. "It was terribly difficult to find, you see, an instrument in the proper condition. I had to talk to at least four different salesmen, kept giving me the runaround, and the -delivery-, on my, was that a nightmare..."

Sebastian followed with some distance, letting his eyes wander the small home, noting what was different and what was the same. Most was the same, Mrs. Monroe was a creature of habit.

The piano was included in that consistency. It had been one of the few objects in the house regularly dusted. And still was. The full grand piano took up at least half of the small dining room, the table and chairs cramped without respect in the corner to make way for the instrument. This was the only clue to its perceived grandeur, as the wood was deeply scored, lacking all petunia, while the keys were rounded and the pedals permanently tarnished. Though worn, the piano was still clean and well cared for.

"And yet, I still managed to get it all set right, and all without Sebastian having the slightest clue."

"Oh yes mother, it was quite the surprise," Sebastian said dutifully, though his grin was smug.

"Play us something, Sebastian, a piano's no good if you just look at it."

With a chuckle, Sebastian took his place at the bench and with the ease of breathing began to play, a simple little tune that seemed to beg for words.

"Ah," Mirri sighed, "That's my favorite. I used to hear him all hours of the day and night, hitting sour notes trying to get the melody right. Now look at him."

"Mother, the notes were sour because the piano was out of tune. Still is, a bit."

Mrs. Monroe shrugged. "Of course I expected you to learn how to tune it as well, that's only responsible instrument ownership."

She shook her head dismissively, then turned to Bellinda. "Isn't he just wonderful? I told him he should become a concert pianist, not a business man, but I suppose that hasn't stopped him from excelling at both, he always was an over-achiever. Now, make a request, Sebastian knows practically -everything.-"
[10/9/2012 3:11:31 PM | Edited 3:14:05 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda tottered a bit as Mirri held her hand, her limp pronounced as they walked quietly through the modestly furnished home, speaking excitedly about how she procured the behemoth that cramped the dining room. It must have been a beautiful instrument in its heyday, Bellinda mused as her fingers gently ran across its pockmarked surface, the grain harsh in spots where the varnish rubbed away.

Sebastian settled and naturally went away, plucking at the keys. The tune was pleasant, simple compared to the others he played, but complicated enough to be impressive from young boy who serenaded his mother in the afternoon.

The pair bantered lightly as Sebastian played, amusing Bellinda throughly before directing the next piece to her. Leaning against the sturdy wooden structure of the piano her gaunt face twisted up with thought.

After a long moment it came to her, a smile playing across her lips brightly. "Cumulus. The song you played me after the concert, Cumulus." She nodded quietly, red hair tumbling lightly about her face as she did.
[10/9/2012 4:52:36 PM] Ashley A: Mrs. Monroe gave Bellinda an questioning look, but whatever it was she was thinking was forgotten at the first chords. This second performance was markedly different than the first, despite the same melodies and progressions. This piano had a different... personality, and Sebastian played it with a different touch. It still breathed with a life that only its creator, its composer could impart. The notes built and billowed and rolled.

Mirri's reactions were animated and expressive, proud to tears, but Sebastian paid them no mind. Instead he watched Bellinda, a far more interesting audience.
[10/9/2012 5:08:29 PM] Sami Brown: To the common, untrained eye Bellinda's reaction might have been disappointing. She leaned against the piano, not swooning over how well the man played despite the inferiority of his instrument, but compensating for the mangled limb to her right. Her face remained still, lips relaxed in a neutral expression as she listened.

Her fingers ran, twitching across the surface of the wood before her in time with every note. She had only heard the piece once before, but in the time it ingrained itself into her memory, floating in the background- the soundtrack of her dreams.

As the piece tinkled to completion a soft, sleepy smile crossed Bellinda's face, her fingers still as she regarded Sebastian. "You're right, its still a little out of tune."
[10/9/2012 5:19:57 PM] Ashley A: The prize hardest won is greatest enjoyed, and the subtlety of Bellinda's reaction was its perfection. Nearly invisible, but wholly inevitable. Deeper into the mystery.

"Oh Sebastian, that was so wonderful," Mrs. Monroe said, "I don't know why you don't perform more, it's not fair to keep such genius to yourself. Play another, won't you?"

"As much fun as this is, Mother, it's time for us to be going."

"Already? Let me make you dinner." Sebastian shook his head. "Ah, well, I suppose such is the life of a successful businessman."
[10/9/2012 5:53:02 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda cocked an eyebrow beneath her blindfold before following Sebastian up from the piano back to the sitting room, hobbling as she did before finally retrieving her cane. Clutching the worn wooden cane in her hand she bowed slighty but fluidly before Miranda.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mrs. Monroe, its been a pleasure meeting you." She said warmly, clasping her warm hand for a moment before lingering at the door way, giving space for mother and son.
[10/9/2012 6:02:56 PM] Ashley A: Now that raised both the Monroes' eyebrows.

"Why, well, certainly," Mrs. Monroe said, surprise giving way to a glow of delight. She stood and dusted off her skirts, taking Bellinda's hand dutifully, forgetting the woman's earlier competence. "Right this way, dear." As she made the short trip from the sitting room, through the kitchen, and into the small dining room, she rambled. "It was terribly difficult to find, you see, an instrument in the proper condition. I had to talk to at least four different salesmen, kept giving me the runaround, and the -delivery-, on my, was that a nightmare..."

Sebastian followed with some distance, letting his eyes wander the small home, noting what was different and what was the same. Most was the same, Mrs. Monroe was a creature of habit.

The piano was included in that consistency. It had been one of the few objects in the house regularly dusted. And still was. The full grand piano took up at least half of the small dining room, the table and chairs cramped without respect in the corner to make way for the instrument. This was the only clue to its perceived grandeur, as the wood was deeply scored, lacking all petunia, while the keys were rounded and the pedals permanently tarnished. Though worn, the piano was still clean and well cared for.

"And yet, I still managed to get it all set right, and all without Sebastian having the slightest clue."

"Oh yes mother, it was quite the surprise," Sebastian said dutifully, though his grin was smug.

"Play us something, Sebastian, a piano's no good if you just look at it."

With a chuckle, Sebastian took his place at the bench and with the ease of breathing began to play, a simple little tune that seemed to beg for words.

"Ah," Mirri sighed, "That's my favorite. I used to hear him all hours of the day and night, hitting sour notes trying to get the melody right. Now look at him."

"Mother, the notes were sour because the piano was out of tune. Still is, a bit."

Mrs. Monroe shrugged. "Of course I expected you to learn how to tune it as well, that's only responsible instrument ownership."

She shook her head dismissively, then turned to Bellinda. "Isn't he just wonderful? I told him he should become a concert pianist, not a business man, but I suppose that hasn't stopped him from excelling at both, he always was an over-achiever. Now, make a request, Sebastian knows practically -everything.-"
[10/9/2012 6:03:00 PM] Ashley A: Crap. >.>
[10/9/2012 6:03:11 PM] Ashley A: "It's been so lovely meeting you," she replied, "Any... Friend of Sebastian's is a child of mine. I expect to see you again sometime."

Despite the pronoun the comment was clearly directed at Sebastian. She gave Lin a little wave as she stepped out, and though Sebastian was close behind, Mirri caught him with a conspiratorial hand in the arm.

"Sebastian," she whispered, not nearly as quietly as she thought, "If you had children would they only have one eye?"

Sebastian grinned and shrugged, slipping quickly out of whispering reach before she could continue. "Goodbye, Mother," he said, linking his arm in Bellinda's to lead her away. Though Mrs. Monroe waved enthusiastically, Sebastian didn't bother turning back.
[10/9/2012 6:08:47 PM] Sami Brown: A wide grin spread quickly across Bellinda's face as Sebastian's arm entwined with hers.

"Well, that was fun," Bellinda finally remarked as the door behind them finally closed, Miranda Monroe out of earshot.

"Though, for future reference I'd appreciate a little heads up before introducing me to family. Not that you'll pay much attention to my opinion on the matter. So, should I start trying to find my old Jedi nursemaid to level the playing field?"
[10/9/2012 6:13:43 PM] Ashley A: "You said it yourself," Sebastian crooned, "If I warned you it wouldn't be nearly as -fun-. I daresay you should, though I feel her reaction to you would be more entertaining than to me. -I- am -clearly- a model citizen."

Sebastian continued on down the neighborhood street, and resumed his observations.
[10/9/2012 6:19:40 PM] Sami Brown: "Clearly... Though you really ought to tell your mother that whatever children we'd have certainly wouldn't be cyclopes. She seemed rather distressed over the whole idea." Bellinda nodded, her fingers gently tapping across the flesh of his arm the song he had played just moments before.
[10/9/2012 6:23:34 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian lifted her fingertips on his, continuing the melody.

"It's far more entertaining to leave her to her imagination. Her ability to believe what she wants to believe is impressive, pushing its boundaries ja been a lifelong hobby."
[10/9/2012 6:23:41 PM] Ashley A: *has been
[10/9/2012 6:26:00 PM | Edited 6:26:09 PM] Sami Brown: "Its funny she even asked you that.." Bellinda mused thoughtfully, "She seemed crushed when I told her we were just friends."
[10/9/2012 8:12:14 PM] Ashley A: "Like I said, she believes what she wants to believe. The woman would make an interesting case study... Though your comment is interesting too, '-merely friends-'." His tone was teasing, prodding.
[10/10/2012 1:07:01 PM] Sami Brown: "I didn't want her to get her hopes up for grandchildren in the near future. Nipped that topic in the bud while I had a chance." She explained nonchalantly with a wave of her hand, as though sweeping it away.

"Though, perhaps -merely friends- was a bit of an... understatment. How would you label this... arrangement?"
[10/10/2012 1:21:08 PM] Sami Brown: Sebastian's warm breath against her ear sent a shiver down her spine and a flush across her cheeks, a reaction she both enjoyed and hated. How could she, so controlled and steady allow him to affect her so?

Her fingers drummed against his skin, replaying the melody in her mind as she mulled it over. "I'd say we are more than friends... Though, by a slight margin. I enjoy your company and you seem to enjoy mine, I'm perfectly content with that."
[10/10/2012 6:02:52 PM] Ashley A: "-Really-?" He purred, "You seem to enjoy more than just my company."
[10/10/2012 8:33:10 PM] Sami Brown: "Your company entails quite a bit." She smiled, focusing on his face, picturing the glowing revelation on the beach. Burned into her mind, bright and fluid were the plains of his forehead, the sharp hills of his cheeks, the valley between then the high bones and the hard structure of his jaw. The smile lingered as she recalled it and the way his face contorted after she kissed him. Expression. Similar to body language, yet finer, more revealing in their brief moments.

"But, yes, as far as your mother is concerned, we're merely friends."
[10/10/2012 8:41:05 PM] Ashley A: "As far as my -mother- is concerned," Sebastian drew back and crossed his arms in mock-indignation. "Whyever do I sense a double-standard?" He was enjoying this, as much as he enjoyed the odd look one of his old neighbors threw from across the street.
[10/10/2012 8:45:11 PM] Sami Brown: His withdrawl unbalanced her for a moment, catching herself with her cane before twisting around to look at Sebastian.

"What?" She couldn't help but chuckle, his display ridiculous. "What do you mean, what double-standard?"
[10/10/2012 8:50:21 PM] Ashley A: Her stumble compelled no pity, only a sense of control, though perhaps a foolish one. "You seem to be implying you were telling my mother something other than the truth. Granted, I do that all the time, but you, -you- need to explain yourself. Hence the double standard," he added cheekily.
[10/10/2012 8:56:32 PM] Sami Brown: "Oh Sebastian," She laughed, softly, hobbling closer to take his arm in hers. "What should I have told her then? That we plan to be married on Zeltros next week?" She laughed again at the ridiculousness of the suggestion.

"To expect her first little genius mind bending cyclops come next year? I'm sure she'd love to hear that."
[10/10/2012 9:03:12 PM] Ashley A: "Well yes," Sebastian said matter-of-factly, "Either of those would have been both more creative and entertaining." He let her retake his arm. "But you had to go and be -boring- about it. Furthermore, not even Mother believed you. Poor execution."
[10/10/2012 9:06:58 PM] Sami Brown: "Forgive me if I was a little -blindsided- by your mother's inquiries to the chance of our potential offspring being blind... I wasn't properly prepared." Bellinda scoffed.

"And, give me some credit, she almost believed me when I told her I was a prostitute you hire regularly."
[10/10/2012 9:12:31 PM] Ashley A: The airspeeder was nearing, still right where Sebastian had left it. "Hm, that -was- beautiful," he said wistfully, for once with the air of a genuine compliment. "And, for the record," he said, opening the speeder door, "I don't have friends."

The door closed, and in the space of a few moments the speeder was airborne, hailing the return to the far less interesting world of business politics.

[Kella]

[10/12/2012 8:12:31 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian looked up from the holo screen at the sound of halted footsteps.
"We ought to be there in about another fifteen minutes or so. He'll be in the town hall, it's just a small settlement. Infiltration will be significantly easier than extraction."
[10/12/2012 8:19:48 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda lingered in the doorway, looking over Sebastian as he poised before the holoscreen. Head tilted, she leaned heavily on her cane, knee throbbing dully as she observed for a moment before he spoke.
"How much resistance should we expect?" She asked softly before settling into a nearby chair.
[10/12/2012 8:41:14 PM] Ashley A: "Depends on our subtlety, but potentially quite a bit. These are no city banthas, they're colonists and loyal ones at that." He folded his hands together and give Bellinda an assessing look.
[10/14/2012 10:20:14 AM] Sami Brown: "Interesting..." She said, wondering faintly what could inspire that sort of loyalty. "What is he to them?" The woman asked, tapping a thin finger against her thigh as she thought.
[10/14/2012 10:50:27 AM] Ashley A: "The man was an incredibly successful private contractor, that 'sacrificed his illustrious career' to become a colonist. Genius business strategy, I'd say. This particular colony was suffering a distinct lack of leadership, and Morrence filled that role. They owe him their livlihood, so I suppose you could say he's something of a folk hero."
[10/14/2012 11:10:12 AM] Sami Brown: "A folk hero." The hero rang a certain bell for her. "Perhaps with proper motivation we can get him to simply surrender the code and leave him in place." She said off-handidly, resting her chin into the smooth palm of her hand.
[10/14/2012 11:13:09 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed. "Our job is not to provide the proper motivation, it's to transport the goods to those who will. There's no physical media to steal, the codes are all in his head. And despite your talents in that area, a single misplaced binary would compromise the entire dataset." Sebastian shrugged. "I enjoy persuasion, but that's not what the current contract calls for. Simply extraction."
[10/14/2012 11:21:48 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda merely nodded, understanding the practicality. "No matter, we'll just have to keep contact with civilians to a minimum." She mumbled almost to herself, fingers still taking against her thigh as she mulled the situation over, staring at Sebastian.
There was something nagging her about him, something she couldn't quite place or put into words since their last meeting. "Why don't you have friends?"
[10/14/2012 11:36:44 AM] Ashley A: "I already told you, Lin," he said with the supreme patience of a kindergarten teacher, "I use people, and then I dispose of them."
[10/14/2012 11:46:35 AM] Ashley A: At that moment, the cabin rung with the announcement that the ship had left hyperspace, and Sebastian looked up to watch the strange unraveling of warped light through the window. The pilot called back and had a short conversation with Sebastian about landing zones, ETAs, and upper-atmosphere turbulance.

Sebastian could sense Bellinda's agigation, and guess at its true source, but if she wanted to resolve that, he was going to make her do it on her own. Instead, he'd address the more obvious conflict of her convictions and their current assignment.

"Would it make you feel any better if I told you that the reason Morrence quit the corporate world was that he was fleeing from imminent embezzlement and fraud charges?"
[10/14/2012 12:04:00 PM | Edited 12:04:34 PM] Sami Brown: The woman fidgeted in her seat with Sebastian's words. She had, quite comfortably infact, taken the title of friend to herself, one that with a few short sentences had been snatched away, leaving her naked and vulnerable.

The past year and some odd months had been a whirlwind partnership, fast paced missions, exotic business trips, adventures. Never had the young woman connected with someone like this, and while she understood what Sebastian said, she was a 'puzzle', not a person... He used people.
[10/14/2012 12:11:32 PM | Edited 12:19:48 PM] Sami Brown: But times had changed, hadn't they? He asked her, in a voice as close to pleading as the man was probably capable to give herself to him, and gladly she had. She gave every part of herself to him, even showing the tattered edges of her patchwork past on Nar Shaddaa. But what had she gotten in return? Was she really only a puzzle, or perhaps now after she'd given herself over, perhaps too much, he had solved it and was now merely using her? It was foolish to think she was special, this was a relationship of conveinence, it always had been.

But the fact now sat bitter on her tongue, dry and unpleasant. Her train of thought broken by Sebastian's voice she watched as he in his even velvet voice offered certain information to help balm her moral qualms. Despite her better judgment she nodded silently as she stood, gathering the old red robes close around her, ready to finish the mission.
[10/14/2012 12:31:02 PM] Ashley A: _-_-_-_-_-_

Low tones came from the next room, retaining only the sinister aggression of the words they had formed. Sebastian listened with interest. The interrogation wasn't going well. Sebastian made a commend as such towards the guard that stood with his ear inclined towards the door.

"You spooked 'im too much inth' extraction," he replied.

Sebastian shrugged. "I told your boss the settlers would prove troublesome. Perhaps he'll learn how very often I am right."

The groaning and screaming from the next room escalated, then suddenly went quiet. Sebastian shook his head in condescension. "See?"

A loud, sudden sound made the walls shake, with the quality of a fist on durasteel. The next moment the door hissed open and the Pirate captain charged out like a racehourse from the gates.

"Did you break your new toy?" Sebastian quipped.

"This is your fault," the captain roared, bearing down on Sebastian with threatening posture. He waited for Sebastian to flinch, but the man just clicked his tongue.

"Come now, contain your temper. That's no way to start a business negotiation."

"You've got nothing left to negotiate with, you're bantha fodder now. You failed to deliver on your contract."

"I delivered perfectly."

"There was an impli--" Sebastian raised a hand, cutting the captain short.

"There's still a way for everyone to get what they want, you and the Sith and myself included."

"What are you proposing?" The Pirate, for all his anger, did posess some level of shrewdness. He liked to think he could tell a bluff, and a genuine offer.

"The codes directly, for an additional fee to my company in the amount of five hundred thousand credits, and an identical arrangement on the Sith end."

Sebastian pulled a cord from around his neck, and revealed a small data drive that had been hidden under his shirt. He flipped the switch, and strikes of code on holodisplay began to stream through the air. The tech's eyes widened and then darted back and forth, until finally he nodded at the Captain.

"How the hell did you get these?"

"I'm a man of many hobbies."

The captain's eyes narrowed and his brow furrowed in deep thought, until finally he seemed to simply give up. "Fine. I'll go draw up the contract."

"Already done." Sebastian handed him another datapad. The Captain read it over, then filed a few keystrokes and handed it back to Sebastian. "Lovely doing business with you." He tossed the cord-bound datadrive at the captain, then held out an arm to Bellinda. "I do believe our work here is done, shall we be off?"
[10/14/2012 12:55:06 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda stood quietly in the corner, her body sagging as though burdened by a great weight on her shoulders. She hadn't spoken since they got on the ship, listening to the occasional groans and moaning of Morrence inside the interrogation room. He begged little, brave despite all the poor man had seen. At least he wasn't completely innocent... Unlike the others. He groaned louder, voice growing into a shrill scream of pain that resounded through the whole of the ship.

As unsettling as that was it was nothing compared to the screams that reverberated within her skull. Sleep would not be an option tonight.

More anger and yelling and groaning and sudden silence. Rolling gently to the side she focused through the door and walls of the ship, watching as the force flickered and them cut out. Morrence was dead. The information was lost, everything they had done was for nothing.

Visibly the frail little woman sank in her seat, head falling into her hands as she struggled to cope with with the day's events. The pirate captain burst out, shouting and bickering with Sebastian that his charge had died, but the conversation took a turn for the surprising.

So quick was the exchange that Bellinda hardly understood what happened, her shell shocked mind struggling to comphrend the situation. Out of habit she took Sebastian's arm, letting him lead her away from the now seemingly satisfied captain.

"W-what just happened? Where did you get that?" She whispered, her voice wavering with genuine confusion.
[10/14/2012 1:00:41 PM] Ashley A: "I compiled it over the hyerspace flight." He shrugged. "I was bored and figured I could probably reverse-engineer the code, it was indeed complicated, nothing an algorithm could have figured it out. I had to make some educaated guesses at his thought processes. Finished it just before we got to Ruusan, figured it might come in handy. How, very, -very- often I am right," he mused, guiding Bellinda into the airlock that was currently docked with their ship. With a hum, the door slid shut behind, tucking the pirates out of sight and out of mind.
[10/14/2012 1:06:14 PM] Sami Brown: "Y-you -what-?" Bellinda sputtered, pulling her arm from his as they entered the ship, recoiling from his touch.

"You had the code all along?" Her voice broke. "Why didn't you say -something-?... We could have avoiding everything. Why didn't you tell me?"
[10/14/2012 1:10:38 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian observed Bellinda's reaction with the eye of a scientist; the chemical reaction was beginning.

"I like Ruusan, it was nice to get some air. I assumed that if I'd told you you would have wanted to just offer them the code straightaway, and then we couldn't have gone on that lovely adventure." He smiled winningly. "Consider your life experience enriched."

Add heat and agitate, observe.
[10/14/2012 1:18:09 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda took another step back, pressing herself comfortably against the wall. "Lovely adventure?" Her voice a low hiss.

"I killed a dozen people... I can still hear them screaming in my head and you think of it as a -lovely adventure-? When you had everything we needed around your neck? What is -wrong- with you?" Her voice was harsh, angry.

He understood her reservations, her convictions and still he pushed and tested and convinced her to do otherwise. And when there was a goal to be achieved, something they -needed- at least she then felt some sort of satisifaction. But there was no satisifaction for Bellinda here. Only hurt. Anger. Bile and acid bubbling up in the back of throat, sick with the idea of what she had done. Done for nothing.

"You used me."
[10/14/2012 1:20:47 PM] Ashley A: "Used you for what, Lin?" There was no defensiveness in his tone, no aggression, only curiosity.
[10/14/2012 1:26:50 PM] Sami Brown: "For entertainment, to play a part in the weird sick little games you play. I'm just another piece on your chessboard. Or maybe I'm just vial in your chemistry set." She spat out.

"That's why you did it, isn't it? You wanted to see what would happen? Put Bellinda under just the right circumstances, see what makes her tick? You just play your little games, watch your little experiments and see what happens and care nothing for anyone involved. You're a monster." Her voice growing louder, words tumbling out in a stream of conciousness from her flushed face.
[10/14/2012 1:44:42 PM] Ashley A: First disease, now monster, Sebastian couldn't contain the flutter of a smile.

"You're a sharp woman, Lin, but do you know -why-? Why I put you under my microscope? Because I have -no idea- what you're going to do or why you're going to do it. Do you have any idea how fascinating, how frustrating, how -addicting- that is to me? Manipulate you, maybe, but use you? I doubt that would end well for me." He gestured at her current fury. "Case in point."
[10/14/2012 1:58:14 PM | Edited 2:16:03 PM] Sami Brown: His fascinationg, his almost... admiration set her back, but her fury and her rage pushed that away.

"-Don't- manipulate me. I'm not a toy, or an experiment, or a game, or a chess piece. Do you have any idea how hard this is? You asked me to give you me, and I did. I've given you everything I have to give. My opinion, my thoughts, my time, history, abilities... Even parts of me I didn't know existed. But you just push and push, until theres nothing left. I don't even recognize myself anymore. The person who killed those colonists, that wasn't me. I don't know her, I don't -want- to know her. I give you everything and all you do is manipulate and mislead and push harder, what have you given me?" Her rage falling to the wayside as her voice choked with emotion, throat closing with the rage and hurt.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to love you?"
[10/14/2012 2:42:02 PM] Ashley A: Now that set Sebastian into some genuine thought. He was quiet for a long moment.

"No, I don't suppose I do," he said quietly, though this inadequacy seemed encouraging. "Why don't you want to meet her?"
[10/14/2012 2:48:37 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda shivered in the silence, watching Sebastian's body language, feeling the way the force wafted through him. Finally, he answered, and for the umpteenth time in their relationship it was unsatisifactory, shooting her another question. With a groan, she turned away ignoring him, pulling her robes about herself as she shook like a leaf, heading towards the back of the ship.

"No. No. I'm not playing this right now. I'm done playing games, Sebastian. Just leave me alone."
[10/14/2012 3:06:08 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian placed his hand over the panel that would open the door to the rest of the ship. Preventing or fascilitating?

"Lin, what do you want to hear? That I love you?" His voice was even, questioning, no hint of the desperation that usually matched such words. "To say that, I believe would give my capacity for thinking outside of myself too much credit. But I could let you be another con. Another conquest. I could take you in my arms and say 'I love you Lin,' and kiss you and make you feel as if you were the only woman who ever existed, but that would be a lie. I'll lie to the whole rest of the world, but I don't want to lie to you, because lying... pushes people apart, makes space between them. It's a buffer. And I want to be -close- to you Lin, close enough to see inside your head. So I can't lie to you. I can't say that I love you."

After a moment he slid the switch on the panel, and the door opened.
[10/14/2012 3:27:18 PM] Sami Brown: Sebastian's hand fell over the control panel and for a moment she considered forcing him away. It would only take a thought, the barest amount of effort to fling him away and to show him that she was a force to be reckoned with. But instead she listened, listening to the even, true level of his voice.

His words stirred something inside her. It was a fact, laid out across the table that he didn't love her. Not in the same way she found herself loving him, a regrettable circumstance, but not... entirely negative. He continued on, talking about how he wanted to be truthful, wanted to be -close-. They weren't friends, they were hardly lovers, but at least on some part he -wanted- her, she was -something- to him.

A bitter taste still lingered in her mouth, stomach flipflopping as his palm slid across the panel, the door opening with a small swish of the air. She turned once more the him, expression twisted, lips pursed with indecision before a hand shot out quickly, tugging his shirt with surprising force and pulling him to her level, its mate reaching out and with the lightest of touches caressing his face.

In that moment Sebastian's world twisted and changed, Bellinda flooding his mind with images. It was glimpses through their history together, as seen through the force in her mind, slap together in a sort of momentary slide show.

A dark wine cellar with pleasant conversation, seething in her jealousy on Zeltros, exploring the nightlife of Naboo, her first visit to the atrium, their kiss at the party, the sympony, Sebastian's face glowing in its perfect detail in the surf, trying to find the perfect dress with Tesa, the forced dinner and the illness that accompanied it. All of these and more, in and out of order, with every emotion, thought feeling attached to that moment poured from Bellinda into Sebastian like a bolt of electricty. And then it was over, her hand pulling away and silently she stepped through the doorway and into the belly of the ship.

Bellinda had a lot to sort out.
[10/14/2012 4:33:24 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian only had time enough to be struck by the fact that the sudden strength and then surprising caress were yet another echo of the paradox that was Bellinda, before his mind was no longer his own.

No preparation, no clinging to a thought, for a moment utterly at the whim of Bellinda's mind. Utterly inside of it. And as Bellinda's mind could not process Sebastian's memories of sight, so there were some moments and feelings that utterly overwhelmed Sebastian's own capacities.

There was no external reaction to the flood, but even minutes after Bellinda had released her grip and fled, Sebastian remained where and how he had been, except to stand up straight again.

He was shaken from his thoughts by the sound of the pilot over the comm, asking if he planned on leaving anytime soon. Sebastian spared a chuckle at his current state. "We'll be leaving now," he said, as the door slid shut behind him.

The thoughts, however, remained in his mind, and showed no signs of abating.

[Kella]

"Lady Gwendolyn, a pleasure seeing you again." Bellinda said, her voice cheery as she extended a hand to the richly dressed aristocrat in the seat before her. It was a fine day for racing on Naboo. Not the dirty spectacle of pods across a Tatooine dune, no, this was the classy stuff; Naboo Horses. The great six-legged behemoths pawed the ground lightly at the gate, their yip like cries occasionally piercing the air between the excited chit-chat of the luxurious clientale, clad in the bright spring colors popular on the exotic planet.

Bellinda Maskrr, the sightless Sith Public Relations Specialist was surprisingly enjoying herself, sitting comfortably in her plush upper level seat. It had taken some convincing, but she had gotten Lord Barrus to spring for the VIP section, citing how much easier it would be for her to socialize and keep the aristocrats and businessmen happy.

Reclining in her seat, a smile spread across the curly haired woman's face as she waited. Bellinda cared little for racing, enjoying more the social aspects of such get togethers, though she had more... ulterior motives for her section placement that night. It wasn't hard to find out that Sebastian Monroe, adventurer, playboy, trillionaire, genius, was set to attend this event, or that his seat was in VIP section, Row 1 Seat 35. The hard part was getting Barrus to purchase Row 1 Seat 34. Another time and she would have expected Sebastian himself to make such arrangements, but Ruusan had changed things.

As the days became weeks Bellinda found herself in quite the perdicament. She wasn't avoiding Sebastian, no in fact she had planned to answer whatever way he intended to contact her, and yet no invitation was extended, no surprise drop-ins during her business meetings. Her life sans- Sebastian was quiet... And for the first time in years that bothered her ever so slightly.

And so, clad in the bright spring green hair done in long perfect ringlets, she chatted pleasantly with the rich and the famous, waiting.
[10/15/2012 3:07:53 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian arrived only a few minutes before the race was to begin, after all of the seats had been filled, which probably had less to do with fashion and more to do with the curious consequence that everyone was forced to notice him when he did arrive.

He made his way to seat 35, and reclined, giving Bellinda no greeting, but taking advantage of her blindness to look her up and down.

Sebastian looked out over the track.

"I just had an epiphany," he said, inclined towads the petit woman, "Concerning the role of logic in our society. How do you know a winner? I was asking myself, is there some algorithmic analysis? It's an incredibly complex equation, that no computer would be able to process, unless, perhaps, if that computer is the sentient mind. There's this entire other dimension of logical analysis that occurs every moment, incorporates details consciously unnoticed, so that the split-second decision may be more accurate than years and years of research. You get a -sense-, a -feeling- that that horse is a winner, it's the way the signals are sorted in the brain. But then there's this interplay between these two halves of the mind, the conscious and the unconscious, one -knows- but the other insists that it -can't-. It's truly fascinating. Gambling is truly more psychology than odds."
[10/15/2012 3:14:43 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda listened quietly as Sebastian shared his thought, pondering logic and internal struggle. What he said was truly fascinating, the way one intutively knew something when every other part of you understands how impossible it is to -know-.

"Fascinating." Bellinda said, her voice bright as the dress she wore. "Lovely seeing you again, Sebastian. How have you been?" She asked politely, genuine curiousity sparkling in her words.
[10/15/2012 3:31:20 PM] Ashley A: "I'm afraid the simple adverbs of polite conversation wouldn't suffice." Enthralled, ponderous would be accurate and succinct, but then again, not adverbs. The horses churned agitated hooves at the gates.
[10/15/2012 3:59:41 PM] Sami Brown: "Then perhaps we should go beyond polite conversation? Honestly, Sebastian, how have you been? I've missed you." Her fingers drummed against the warm arm rest that seperated them, tapping out a soundless tune.
[10/15/2012 6:34:18 PM] Ashley A: Maybe he'd been avoiding the question. Wasn't that an interesting thought.

Sebastian turned to Bellinda, then, to her meticulous curls and the brightness of her dress, things that had everything to do with her role and little to do with her, to her fidgeting fingers and the anticipation in the set of her lips, things that were supremely her.

Mystery was supremely her.

"I missed you too, Lin," he said quietly, and with that the race began.

The horses charged from the gates, churning the sand and frothing at the mouth, surging forward as if to escape the heat of an iron that was firmly pressed in their genes.

"Blue Briar, he's in fourth right now. Watch."

The mentioned horse seemed no different from any of the others, until the last straight stretch. While the leads wavered, Blue Briar found within the strengths of his convictions and crossed the line a nose ahead of the former lead.

Sebastian smiled at the chorus of dismayed gasps from the aristocracy.
[10/15/2012 7:09:06 PM] Sami Brown: The slight line of Bellinda's lip twitched into a small little smile as the alarm sounded, her fingers drumming faster with the pace of the race. The monsterous beasts thundered across the sand, quickly becoming a thin line around the first bend.

Many who observed the pair would wonder why a blind little woman would bother coming to the races, but with Bellinda's mystery came quite a bit of fun. She'd tell the aristocrats how she could hear and recognize each horse by its hoof beats, she could hear their blood singing in their veins as the pounded through the track.

This was of course a lie. Bellinda could see plainly each horse, their many hooves kicking up sand and grit in their wake, the jockey whip slapping against the silohettue of the animal's flank. To see and feel the power of such a beast, a herd of them rushing towards a common goal for the entertainment of those around her, was thrilling.

"Oh?" She asked, her lips forming a perfect circle as she watched, her head still tilted towards Sebastian as though listening closely. Blue Briar, a forgettable horse for much of the race surged towards the front, just barely winning the race. His heart pumping to near explosive levels even after he slowed trotting in place as he basked in the encouragement of his rider, despise the cries of anguish from the stands, almost out weighing the cheers.

"Did you -know- he was a winner?"
[10/15/2012 7:13:14 PM] Ashley A: "Mhm, the horses on steroids have a distinct look about them, but I can never quite pin it down... Usually takes the officials a good two weeks to figure it out, though." He seemed quite pleased by his superior abilities.
[10/15/2012 7:15:32 PM] Sami Brown: "Ever full of information." The smile still lingered on her face.

"Did you win anything off your astute observation?"
[10/15/2012 7:19:34 PM] Ashley A: "Enough to feed a mid-size colony for a decade. I think I'll buy another speeder."
[10/15/2012 7:28:18 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda couldn't help but chuckle. "Of course."

That race over there was a slight intermission as they raked the track and ushered in the next horses, the aristocrats and businessmen shufflings up from their seats to find friends or place bets or simply get some air. Bellinda lingered though, waving a hand to order a cocktail from a passing waiter before directing her full attention once more on Sebastian.

"So, care to tell me why I haven't heard from you in over a fortnight? Its been many months since I've gone more than 48 hours without at least a call." Bellinda asked as though inquiring about the weather, taking the cocktail with a nod of her head from the waiter.

"Was it something I said?" She asked, cool as the sweet drink against her lips.
[10/15/2012 8:16:52 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian's eyes narrowed, but a smile came from the surprise. He regarded Bellinda for a long moment. Then, finally, and with an odd warmth; "It was something you didn't say."
[10/15/2012 8:18:23 PM] Sami Brown: Her head rocked in her shoulders, seemingly tilting to appraise Sebastian from a whole new angle.

"And what was that?"
[10/15/2012 8:21:57 PM] Ashley A: He leaned closer, coyly. "One of those things one simply... -knows-."
[10/15/2012 8:25:16 PM] Sami Brown: "Evidentially, I didn't get the memo." She laughed again, a cool thin hand of hers reaching beyond the comfortable bubble of her seat to rest gently against the warm skin of Sebastian's arm.
[10/15/2012 8:33:22 PM] Ashley A: He shifted and turned her arm over in his. "You're looking particularly gaunt, Lin, lost your appetite again?"
[10/15/2012 8:35:43 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda resisted the urge to pull her arm away, an obvious twinge of self-conciousness rippling through her. "Old habits die hard."
[10/15/2012 8:37:25 PM] Ashley A: "Excuses, excuses. You'll join me for dinner after the races, then." It wasn't a question.
[10/15/2012 8:39:52 PM] Sami Brown: "Oh? Did I say the right thing now?" She asked, smiling wider.
[10/15/2012 8:51:40 PM] Ashley A: "Shhhhh," Sebastian pressed his finger gently against Bellinda's lips, "The next race is about to begin." He matched her grin, then turned back to the track as the gates crashed open again.

And though is eyes followed the horses, his mind was far more focused on the fact that the true answer to Bellinda's question, was that he didn't know.

[Kella]

[11/24/2012 3:55:13 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian stood in the back of the drop ship, hand on a rail to compensate for the swings and bucks of the ship as it descended through the sound of lasers and rocket fire.

His body was still, loose and ready, devoid of anxious ticks, but his eyes were sharp and moved often, following every unfamiliar sound. The others in the ship, both men and women, wore long dark robes, and brimmed with more voracity than wariness. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that while Sebastian's gaze served only to gather information, their looks could kill. Quite literally.

Sebastian's eyes settled back on Bellinda. This was her element, these the people truly of her league. Perhaps she had felt something similar to this, being thrust into the world of the refined and the elite. There was a whole new set of rules and procedures to learn, except a mistep at a Ball earned you a patronizing look, while a faux pas in such company as this was more likely to end in vaporization.

It was a challenge. Sebastian took a deep, slow breath to keep his heartrate down. There was no shame in this anticipation, only a fool would underestimate such allies and adversaries.

As, really, only a fool would underestimate Bellinda.

"I'm surprised none of you can just... thieve the necessary skills. I'm flattered to be needed."

[11/24/2012 4:07:21 PM] Sami Brown: "Lets just say most of the people on this ship aren't as... intellectual as you. You have much more technical knowledge and if your decoding on our last mission proves anything, you'd be essential for this." Bellinda responded, her voice flat as she stood, still and straight next to him.

It was true, the people on the ship, while a few masters lingered about them were more grunts and brutes than anything else. They were muscle, there to simply destroy and distraction. The pair has much more... tactful mission at hand.

"At least, thats what I told my superiors." Lips bent into a small smile as she faced him, hand tightly clenching the rail as they descended.

The battle raged not far away, the comm-tower located just outside of range so the Republic forces and Jedi could maintain communications. It was an impromptu structure, put together in probably a matter of hours, but it was heavily guarded by both soldiers and Jedi, some Blades even from what the briefing told her.

Most of the Sith onboard intended to rush into the battle, Bellinda was charged with destroying the tower, but Sebastian... He had other uses.

"Would you feel better hacking it from a safer distance?" She asked, voice quiet but relishing in the heavily veiled anxiety that ebbed from the man beside her.

[11/24/2012 4:18:57 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian scoffed. "That only works in holovids. If it's a local, closed circuit network -- and it is -- you have to get to a local, closed-circuit port.

"And excuse me a moment, I want to know I'm here because of my superior skills, not because you're playing favorites." His tone was more coy than offended.

The ship rocked again and Sebastian stumbled forward, ending up nearly on top of Bellinda, but when the ship steadied he made no effort to take a step back again.

[11/24/2012 7:13:52 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda, steady on her feet despite her status as an invalid withheld a laugh as Sebastian stumbled, crashing unceremoniously against her. His warmth was pleasant and his heartbeat, loud and thunderous beneath her face almost caused a giggle before gently pushing him away with a small hand.

"Careful." She teased, fully aware that as out-of-his-element Sebastian was, a stumble like that was more than just the jarring movements of the drop ship.

"And I'll have you know that Lord Barrus was the one who asked brought you up first. I was against it at first, a war zone is no place for a businessman."

[11/24/2012 7:19:50 PM] Ashley A: "Sincere apologies," he replied, quite unsincerely. Sebastian pushed back against her hand for a moment. "Come now, Bellinda," he said just above a whisper, "You know I'm -far- more than a businessman." Then he leaned back and resumed his former, more conversational distance.

[11/24/2012 7:23:42 PM] Sami Brown: "Well, thats why you're here isn't it?" She grinned back, trailing her fingertips across his shirt for a long moment.

"The other Sith Lords were against the idea after the Howler incident, couldn't afford to have you nearly killed again and all, but after putting my personal feelings aside, it seemed like the natural choice for a mission companion."

[11/24/2012 7:29:40 PM] Ashley A: "'Personal Feelings,' were you -worried- about me, Miss Bellinda?" He ran his fingertips along the back of her hand, feeling if not seeing the sidelong glances from the other occupants.

[11/24/2012 7:32:27 PM] Sami Brown: "Still am, but you'll be fine. Its just a couple of Jedi and Republic Soldiers, nothing we can't handle, right?" Her smile remained, unfaltering.

Worrying would get them nowhere.

[11/24/2012 7:34:47 PM] Ashley A: "Lin, I am truly touched," he teased. "Though you ought not be so affectionate, people are starting to stare."

[11/25/2012 12:16:15 PM] Sami Brown: "Are they?" She said, tilting her head to face the expressionless figures to their side.

"No matter, they already perceive me as weak, this will only be more advantageous.""

The drop ship rocked dramatically again. The Sith, mostly knights and initiates eager to prove themselves gathered closer, regarding the barren patch of land spreading out below them. The air buzzed with a low hum, electricty almost tangible in the air.

[11/25/2012 12:21:17 PM] Ashley A: "Oh, do I make you seem week?"

Sebastian was deprived an answer as the hum grew into the roar of air racing past. The Jedi began to jump from the back of the drop-ship, hitting the ground running and drawing their lightsabers in fluid motions. Of course, the drop ship was still a good seven meters above the ground. Sebastian gave Bellinda a questioning look as the ship held its altitude.

[11/25/2012 12:33:07 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda stepped forward, clutching her cane tightly between her long fingers and beckoning Sebastian close.

"Hold on," She said, peering down over the edge for a quick moment, wrapping an arm about Sebastian waist as she did before taking a jump. As the air whipped her hair about Bellinda couldn't help but imagine the comedic value of the situation. Their size comparisons alone could incite giggles as they freefalled for a moment before Bellinda landed with supernatural grace onto the hard packed ground, Sebastian connecting gently with the earth a nanosecond later, still gripped tightly in Bellinda embrace.

[11/25/2012 1:09:26 PM | Edited 1:11:57 PM] Ashley A: As Sebastian hit the ground, it was not the supernatural nature of their fall that surprised him so. No, bending the laws of physics and the universe had become somewhat commonplace. What was so shocking in that moment was the fact that he had -trusted- Bellinda, that he had, in fact, jumped with her without hesitation.

Quite remarkable.

His mind was soon drawn into the battlefield, however, to the sound of lightsabers clashing and the smell of sulfur.

"Lead the way, Lin," he said, not quite restraining the slight displeasure at not being in a position to lead.

[11/25/2012 6:47:10 PM] Sami Brown: "This way," She said with a jerk of her head, the tower already located in the 360 map that was her mind.

Holding Sebastian's large hand in her own Bellinda hobbled forward, away from the raging battle and towards the sparse brush of the outlands.

Their drop off at the edge of battle had been an strategic move, while the other Sith ran into battle they'd flee away from battle towards the tower concealed a few kilometers away. The Republic would assume the ship was merely dropping sith reinforcements and their heavily concealed comm-tower could go unnoticed.

"Its a bit of a walk, not too far though."

[11/25/2012 7:01:29 PM] Ashley A: "I suppose it depends on how slowly you walk," Sebastian teased, then scooped her up in his arms. "Or not."

The battlefield bore a distorted sense of time, and things seemed to both pass much more slowly and much more quickly than they should have. Unnoticed, the two reached the base of the comm tower, which in all appearances was just another crag in the cliff's rocky face. He ran his hands along the rocky face, feeling for a seam, and along a natural fissure he found what he was looking for. Sebastian pulled a data pad from his pocket, and began to slide it over the face of the rock. It clicked lowly, then began to whirr over a particular spot. Sebastian entered a few commands, initiating a frequency cycle. Finally, as the datapad reflected the matching signal, the rock clicked lowly and the fissure widened just enough to permit Sebastian, as Bellinda followed far more easily.

"Where shall we go next, M'lady?" Sebastian said, gesturing expansively at the dim industrial hall.


[12/3/2012 8:32:48 PM] Sami Brown: A quick glance up and down each hall confirmed they were clear.

"We need to go to the control room, on the top floor." She said quietly, scanning the Force around them. Like blips on a radar the Jedi and soldiers in the concealed tower lit up one by one.

"There are a dozen people, three Jedi. Two look pretty useless, the other..."

A sharp frown, brow wrinkled. The aura glowed bright and clear and pure around this one. A Master, or someone particularly gifted in the lightside. They'd be trouble, no matter what.

"Nothing we can't handle. This way." She said with a tilt of her head, walking quickly, slippered feet leaving only a whisper in her wake.

[12/3/2012 8:58:16 PM] Sami Brown: Following the long winding hallway, the pair listened intently, Bellinda stopping every few moments to concentrate, taking in the concealed towers every nook and cranny with all her senses. The force could conceal as well as reveal, much like how the surface of the rock hid the spacious metal structure they wandered through.

With a sudden stop Bellinda motioned to Sebastian, pressing him against the wall gently with her arm. A long, silent moment passed, the dull thudding sound of cloth and weight against metal echoed briefly.

"Four down." She said, voice plain before releasing the much larger man in her grip. Together the pair turned the corner, revealing the source.

Bodies of military techicians laid slumped together, eyes wide and blood trickled from their noses, their datapads still clutched firmly in hand.

[12/3/2012 9:13:31 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian came into the room closely behind Bellinda, gaze darting from vacant eyes to vacant eyes. With a the moderate -pop- of a suppressed slugthrower, he added a third void to the forehead of the largest guard.

"He looked twitchy," Sebastian explained casually. Internally, he was musing with some fascination over the way in which he might die if his current sway over Bellinda were broken. He couldn't even quantify the probability of such a thing, which meant it was an ever present danger. More pressing, however, was the literal war still ongoing.

[12/4/2012 1:56:57 PM] Sami Brown: "-Twitchy-?" She asked, voice full of mirth. Sebastian was uncomfortable, and it was... almost cute. The way he held himself, his motions, usually fluid and deliberate more jerky, on edge.

But rather than give reassurance, or kind words Bellinda pressed forward towards the center of the control tower, before taking a sudden left into a narrow hallway.

Her hands moved and worked their way over the surface of the wall and vent before them, feeling for screws and bolts, touching them one at a time with the tips of her fingers before they began to move and unscrew in place.

"Amazing how they've managed to throw all this together in a few days." Bellinda commented quietly as the screws tinkled to the floor one by one.

[12/4/2012 6:55:47 PM | Edited 6:56:55 PM] Ashley A: "They clearly took advantage of a natural crevice," Sebastian said.

He kept his eyes down the hallway behind them, pistol not raised, though at the ready. "You'd think that by this point places would stop making their air ducts so easily accessible."


[12/21/2012 7:56:01 PM] Sami Brown: "Obviously they weren't expecting to be found. Anyone here even slightly on edge could probably notice -something- was up." She said with a shrug, fingers wrapping about the edge of the duct's frame, wiggling it out with a soft pop before gently laying it down.

[12/21/2012 8:19:49 PM] Ashley A: "This way, my dear," Sebastian said, lifting her so that she could put her arms around his neck. "Hold on tight." He began to climb the air duct, legs and arms braced against either side.

[12/21/2012 8:34:08 PM] Sami Brown: "This is why I keep your around, you're a glorified public transportation system." She whispered softly in his ear, cradling her face in the crook of his neck as they moved.

"Hope you don't mind." She said, gently planting a kiss on the tender flesh of his throat before looking up. "Up we go."

[12/21/2012 8:51:15 PM] Ashley A: "Well at least I'm good for something," Sebastian said lowly, staying focused on the task at hand. Their progress was quiet enough, but in all likelihood, they'd be greeted by a signficant number of very suspicious soldiers. "Here we are," he whispered, and sure enough, several shadows stood purposefully beyond the grate of the vent.

[12/22/2012 10:21:37 AM] Sami Brown: "How quickly do you think you can get us both through the duct and onto the floor in a combat ready position, assuming of course that my exploding the duct into them successfully catches them off guard?" She whispered, her voice teasing as they lingered in the vent.

[12/22/2012 10:33:29 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian ran through several scenarios, start to finish, contingencies and advantages, like a calculator chews through simple math. "One point one five seconds." Sebastian shifted in the duct so that his back was to the grate, his arms slightly above and his feet almost even. At the sound of the grate wrenching, Sebastian checked his chrono. He released the grip with his hands, letting his back fall but keeping his feet planted, and as his shoulders broken into open air he pushed off with his feet, back sliding along the ground, arm securely around Bellinda. His other hand caught the floor and with their momentum swung them around. Sebastian planted his feet and pushed off with the same hand, and now upright deposited Bellinda at his side, checking the chrono on the arm that had been wrapped around her. "Or one point one two."

[12/22/2012 10:48:34 AM] Sami Brown: "Excellent," Bellinda nodded, feeling them shift about as Sebastian got them ready, concerned whispers echoing from the gate, incoherent but understood.

Raising a hand Bellinda felt the edges of the air vent, fresh and solid in her mind, pliable.

"Three... two... one!" She shouted, thrusting her fist out like a strike, the gate ripped off its screws and out into the small crowd that had formed around them.

"Go!"

[12/22/2012 11:06:01 AM] Ashley A: There were in fact three guards stationed around the grate. Two had gotten the worst of its force, one had merely stumbled back in surprise. He had raised his blaster but Sebastian grabbed it and yanked kr forward, not trying to steal the gun but only to bring the man into reach so that he could get his hands around his neck. With the wet *crunch* of vertebra, the first man fell dead. The second was recovering, then, but Sebastian kept him to the floor with a sharp kick to the sternum, which brought a red mist of blood to his now trembling breath.

He could be finished later. Sebastian turned to see the fate of the third guard, in the event Bellinda needed assistance.

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[12/22/2012 11:27:09 AM] Sami Brown: As the pair was thrust out of the tight air duct Bellinda went to work, her hands grasping the crumpled metal of the gate that slammed dead around the unsuspecting trooper. With a smooth twist of her hand Bellinda wrapped the gate around him tightly, the loud cracking of ribs echoed through the sparse hall.

[12/22/2012 11:27:28 AM] Sami Brown: "The Jedi are coming, we have to move."

[12/22/2012 11:44:58 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian regarded Bellinda's handiwork for a long moment.

"Better not tarry, then."

He finished the second soldier's life with a sharp kick to the throat. His eyes and ears and senses turned toward detection of the Jedi, and found only silence. But he trusted Bellinda, though that was feeling less like a choice. He stepped toward the door then paused to let Bellinda lead the way

[12/22/2012 1:12:44 PM] Sami Brown: The pair moved quickly, Bellinda scanning the area as the moved ever higher up the smooth platforms of the command tower. Confrontation was going to be unavoidable it seemed, as the bright glow of two Jedi fluttered just ahead, right in their path.

"Becareful. They're stupid, but still dangerous." Bellinda whispered gently, tilting her head towards the voices of the male Knights that lingered before them.

"Stay close."

[12/22/2012 1:22:16 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian nodded without expression and did indeed stay close to Bellinda. Give a chain gun to an imbecile and he's still dangerous, the idea was the same. Except this was a supernatural chain gun arbitrarily gifted on basis neither of merit nor competence. Sebastian once more drew the slug thrower, staying ever so slightly behind Bellinda.

[12/22/2012 1:40:40 PM] Sami Brown: The jedi in question where, as Bellina correctly assumed not the most revered members of the Order. Tim and Fox, friends since younglings had grown through their apprenticeships and into Knighthood as partners in justice, and by justice I mean bungling every investigation they had taken part of in their few years as Jedi Investigators.

As war loomed, the pair were quick to ask for responsibility, eager to hit the front lines. Of course, despite their incompetence the Jedi figured they could help in someway, perhaps supervising a communications tower that officially didn't even exist? A cake walk.

At least, thats what they thought before the diminutive woman, entered the room behind them.

With a wave of her arm the two unsuspecting men where tossed back against the heavy wall of the dark corridor with a mightly slam.

[12/22/2012 1:52:38 PM] Ashley A: Further subtlety deemed unnecessary, Sebastian leveled his slug thrower to finish the two Jedi off. Yet, he hesitated as he saw that they were utterly still, and turned away when blood began to pool on the floor, running from the flesh that had been cracked like gelatin under the extreme force.

The mission wasn't over yet, he couldn't wast shots on paranoia. Bellinda seemed satisfied with their current level of incapacity as she continued, and Sebastian followed.

[12/22/2012 2:02:10 PM] Sami Brown: "Command room is just ahead. Work as quickly as possible." She said, voice urgent. The Master was alerted to them, she could feel it. The force wavering as it accepted two new pieces of its whole, it would not go unnoticed.

The sliding doors of the central room crumpled at her prescense. There was no need for tact now.

"Go, go, go." Bellinda urged, standing at the entrance of the room, leaning heavily on her cane, waiting.

[12/22/2012 2:13:01 PM] Ashley A: Too prideful to look hurried, Sebastian walked casually to the central interface station and set to work. There was a small device on a chain around his neck that he removed and slid into a port on the interface desk. The screen flickered once or twice and then unlocked, laying out the system before Sebastian's eager mind. At a sound in the hall, he glanced up at Bellinda.

[12/22/2012 3:11:10 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda all but groaned aloud, watching Sebastian move purposefully towards the computer, not even the slightest bit of urgency. Her attention though quickly went back to sound that came through the halls.

"If I say run, do it. Don't worry about me or finishing the mission, just go."

[12/22/2012 4:08:41 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian's jaw tightened in response, but he said nothing, ostensibly too immersed in the cycling screens of command line to respond.

From the shadows of the hall the Jedi emerged, carrying his own light along the surface of his body -- a shield that justified the boldness of his entry.

"Now, what do we have here," he said, in a voice both kind and charismatic. He looked, in a word, respectable, with salt and pepper hair, a neatly trimmed beard and orthodox robes. There was a youth to his movement and a spark of intelligence in his eyes, and though his age was hard to place his level of experience was not.

Though he was surely no great master, being stationed in such a tertiary place, he seemed reliable enough to provide his superiors confidence enough in the safety of such a strategic nook.

"I'm sorry, but I -just- can't let you continue in your current pattern of action."

He took a step forward towards Bellinda as the shimmering of his shield began to slip into a sphere around her.

[12/22/2012 4:21:23 PM] Sami Brown: "Forgive me, Master." Bellinda started, bowing her head slightly with genuine respect to the man, his force barrier flickering in her mind before disappearing, creating a bubble around her person.

"But we are on a course that can't be interrupted." Her voice soft as she raised a hand lifting a heavy monitor from the nearby wall, flinging it almost casually at the Master before her.

His intelligence was obvious, trapping her in place in a bubble, an excellent strategy against the usual Sith brutes, the ones waging out on the battlefield.

[12/22/2012 4:30:17 PM] Ashley A: The master didn't even look at the monitor as he caught it midair, hand outstretched, and lowered it gently to the ground. His face belied that this was what he had quite expected.

"Now now, violence isn't going to solve anything."

With his hand free, he began to conjure a force field over the interface desk, and Sebastian looked up with a mixture of fascination and loathing. He extracted a data pad with a sneer and the screens began cycling again.

[12/22/2012 4:36:00 PM] Sami Brown: "Forgive me, Master." Bellinda repeated extending an arm once more, but it was merely a show. Her mind reached out, beyond the barrier, beyond the mind that once guarded, now proved too distracted to stop her assault.

With clawed tendrils the woman wrapped herself around his concious, his psyche and pushed. Gently at first, but then with more force, raking and clawing at every moment and memory she could find. Every piece of originality and personality, every thing that made this man who he was began to tear and shred under her influence.

But he fought back, she could feel him, despite the suddenness of her attack he struggled against her.

[12/22/2012 4:54:33 PM] Ashley A: The field disappeared and Sebastian set the last few pieces of the hack into motion. It was only a matter of letting the interations run through and pull the access bugs deeper and deeper into the coding.

At the sound of halted breathing, he glanced up. Bellinda looked calm but focused, arm outstretched, and Sebastian knew he was witnessing her special skill. But the Jedi was still standing. He trembled violently and his eyes were beginning to roll back into his head, but still he stood. And with each passing moment the shudders grew less and less violent, and hints of control seemed to return.

Suddenly there was a bright flash in his eyes, a flare of the force that had been outside of his body coming within. The man was a skilled practitioner in all formed of protection and deflection, and only Bellinda would know the moment when he gathered the force into his mind and pulled it taught into a mirror, reflecting the attack back to its source.

[12/22/2012 5:02:11 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda could fell the force collecting, watching as the Master struggled beneath her assault, yet refused to submit. He was holding fast, gathering his resources despite the claws ripping away at his mind, and suddenly a flash of force filled the room. Turning her head she shouted, voice loud and panicked.

"Seb! Run! Now-!" Before a scream, so detached and unreal tumbled from her lips. She could feel him, his own talons coming towards her, unrelenting and raw. Arms outstretched the petite woman crumpled to the floor, arms wrapping protectively over her head and she moaned and cried.

[12/22/2012 5:22:58 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian was on his feet before he could comprehend deciding to stand, but not to run away, to run forward. He vaulted over the interface desk, drawing his blaster as his feet hit the ground, leveling it at the Jedi and pulling the trigger once, twice, three times. But the Jedi's mind had turned from Bellinda, leaving her just before the sensation of her life slipped away altogether, and instead turned to deflecting the metal slugs with an open hand that glowed with the Force. The force yanked the slug thrower from Sebastian's grasp and he quickly dove into a roll, one that drew himself and the Jedi's attention away from Bellinda, before charging upward at the Jedi.

His movement was suddenly stopped by a feeling of intense weight on his chest, like lying under a layer of sandbags, except that the pressure did not drag him down but merely held him in place. The Jedi took a step closer, to conversational distance, as Sebastian watched him closely, eyes darting for weaknesses, tendons in his neck raised from either effort or fury, though he did not struggle against the bonds.

The Jedi turned back to look at Bellinda, limp on the floor, and as Sebastian's eyes followed his jaw tended even further.

"Now isn't this interesting," the master said, with more thought than malice, "You leap to the lady's defense. Such bonds only put all in jeopardy, which is why the wise leave them behind." Clearly an implication of the Jedi's superiority. "And yet, it is almost selflessness."

"My interests are purely selfish, I assure you," Sebastian said, breathy against the pressure on his chest.

"You love this woman, and you have let this cloud your judgement." He felt a tensing in Sebastian's muscles. "Not love, then, but -need- in some capacity. Need is a vulnerability."

It took all of Sebastian's mental restraint to not lash out against the bonds. There had to be some weakness, some distraction, some way out, and yet in his mental trials he died a hundred times in a hundred different ways.

"As is arrogance."

"Well you would know all about that. But you have me curious, why? What is it about this woman that you need so much to overcome such reason?"

[12/22/2012 5:31:17 PM] Sami Brown: "Nothing of your concern." Bellinda said quietly from behind the pair, in her undignified pile on the floor, hand once more outstretched in a loose claw. The force wrapped itself about the Jedi's heart, feeling it twitch and beat comfortably in her mind. She felt it beat once before closing the first sharply, crushing the organ within its Master's chest. With a single beat of her own heart she felt him, like the others, slip away, and with it Sebastian's bonds.

[12/22/2012 5:32:39 PM] Sami Brown: Shakily, she attempted to stand, regarding Sebastian's mussed form.

"What were you thinking?" Her voice harsh, yet quiet as she gripped her cane tightly, shuddering.

[12/22/2012 6:37:32 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian took a deep breath and rolled his shoulders, stepping forward slowly as if to avoid embarrassment were the force to suddenly reappear.

"Clearly, I -wasn't-," Sebastian said, straightening his sleeves as if he were simply making polite conversation at a dinner party. However, there was a distinct-- though subtle edge under his affable tone. He returned to the interface desk and finalized the infiltration, setting the final dominos in motion and returning the device to around his neck, paying Bellinda and the fallen Jedi little heed all the while. Business finished, he stepped out from behind the desk, and noticed his pistol lying in the middle of the floor. With an appearance of calm, he walked over and holstered it.

[12/22/2012 6:43:20 PM] Sami Brown: "-Clearly-," Bellinda echoed. She watched, mouth in a tight little line as she watched him, in all his pleasantry and composure finish his task.

"I told you to run. Why didn't you run? I had everything completely under control..." She asked, voice filled with irritation. "You could have been killed."

[12/22/2012 7:15:07 PM] Ashley A: "I have a most -regrettable- reaction to events... Beyond my control, it seems." He retained his forces cordiality and his position across the room from Bellinda.

[12/22/2012 7:23:44 PM] Sami Brown: "-Most regrettable.- Incredibly unfortunate really, in fact perhaps this whole thing was a mistake." Bellinda said, her voice sharp as she moved forward towards the exit, legs wobbling as she did.

"If you can't control yourself, then perhaps missions like this are something I should find outside help with. I can't have you rushing head first without -thinking-."

[12/22/2012 8:02:31 PM] Ashley A: "Thinking. Concerning -thinking-.'" Sebastian said, striding quickly to overtake Bellinda. A hand on her shoulder, he spun her to face him. "Perhaps, then, we should think to the root of the problem, because if 'this whole thing' was a mistake, then maybe... you should rethink -your- attachments." His fingertips gently slid up her shoulder and along her neck, around the edge of her jaw and then off the point of her chin. Though his touch was tender his expression was cold.

[12/22/2012 8:14:09 PM] Sami Brown: "-You- know the exact extent of my -attachments- Mr. Monroe, and if you take any sort of offense or objection to them, feel free to say so." Bellinda's lips set sternly.

"But after your recent behaviour, telling me you can't return my feelings, avoiding me, then now throwing yourself at someone who could crush with with a -thought-, perhaps, you should re-think your attachments." Her voice a scratchy whisper. "So, perhaps you can forgive me for being a little concerned... and confused."

[12/22/2012 9:30:37 PM] Ashley A: "You are concerned indeed," Sebastian said with a hint of a smile, but whether genuine amusement or masked fury it was hard to tell. "Lin, I am not one of the good people who asks nicely and is content with what they are given. When I see something that I -want-... I -take- it. And when there is something I cannot take, it drives me -mad-." Sebastian grasped at empty air, his fist shaking as it clenched. He was quiet a moment, as a ghost of the Jedi's touch lingered over his chest. But then he put his hand to Bellinda's chin and tilted her head back so that her face was angled to his, then bent and whispered in her ear. "But I cannot just -take- you, can I?" he growled.

[12/22/2012 9:50:36 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda listened, feeling a shiver run down her spine with his caress.

A million questions ran through her mind with this revelation. What happened when he -took- someone? Why did he want her? What did he want from her? These question danced across her features, but remained locked within as she tilted her face back towards him, picturing the features of his face in the waves.

"No, you can't." She said firmly, allowing herself to press closer to him, a hand lightly touching his chest. "But, we can keep being a team, if you don't go throwing yourself at Jedi."

[12/22/2012 9:53:22 PM] Ashley A: "But Lin," he said, tilting his head and pressing his forehead against hers, "Sometimes I just can't control myself." His whisper brushed against her lips.

[12/22/2012 10:07:14 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda shivered again, feeling her heart flutter inside her small chest, pressed against his. Control was something she understood, something she had practiced, mastered over her lifetime. Emotions, actions, words all things that she could take and consider rationally, dish out in small, measured doses.

"We-we should get going, Seb. War and all." She said, voice small as she felt herself dwarfed in the heat of his chest and face, his breathe and lips milimeters from hers, it was suffocating, intoxicating.

[12/22/2012 10:10:58 PM] Ashley A: "We -should-..." He kissed her, "Then again," and again, "They're probably," the other side of her mouth, "-distracted-," parting her lips...

[12/22/2012 10:17:16 PM] Sami Brown: An unrestrained groan left Bellinda's lips as she pressed herself harder against him, returning Sebastian's kiss with increasing fervor. Screw the Jedi. Screw the war. Screw control.

"Definitely distracted." She agreed, breathless in between kisses.

[12/22/2012 10:52:21 PM] Ashley A: Just as he could feel her start to unravel in his fingertips...

The thudding crash of an infiltration charge made the whole facility shudder. Sebastian broke from Bellinda and swore. "Brutes," he muttered irritably, earpiece popping with static then coming into coherency as radio signals fell into range.

"The network disturbance came from the central command room, top of the tower. Now don't just wait around, move!"

Sebastian sighed. "In games of cat and mouse I do prefer to be the cat..." He looked down at Bellinda, eyes falling to her lips and stole one more kiss, before lifting her off of her feet and heading toward the emergency ladder on the far side of the control room. "Glorified Public Transit, at your service once again." He sounded less than amused.

[12/22/2012 11:02:34 PM] Sami Brown: "We really need to have these moments when we're not running from authorities sometime... Just for a change of pace." She laughed, tucking her face into the crook of his neck. "Less chance for interruptions."

[12/22/2012 11:05:45 PM] Ashley A: "But Lin, interruptions are -fun!-" The sarcasm was so thick it dripped. He began his way up the escape ladder, wondering if the reward was worth the undignity of being made the mule. Perhaps. "How close was that dropship going to stay?"

[12/22/2012 11:09:21 PM] Sami Brown: "Within a few meters. Just have to send the signal." She nodded, breathing in deeply the scent of him, mingled with some sort of expensive cologne. Most certainly a made of some exotic, endangered plant or critter. Her lips curled into a smile as she nuzzled more, kissing his throat tenderly despite his obvious aggitation.

[12/22/2012 11:21:16 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian's skin grew hot with the promise of pleasure, and with some difficulty he turned his mind back to the task at hand. If his sense of direction was accurate -- and of course it was -- the ladder lead directly to the upper surface of the cliff. "Another fifteen feet or so," he reported, as the sound of thundering boots grew closer. The soldiers were almost at the command room.

[12/22/2012 11:23:27 PM] Sami Brown: "Better hurry up then. They won't be able to see us from here."


[12/22/2012 11:48:51 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian gave no answer, instead leaving the shouted orders of the soldiers, now in the comm room, echoing undistorted through the ladder's channel as they emerged from a crevice into a shadow, and from there onto the open rock. Sebastian paused to survey the violent distruction, and couldn't help the contempt that crept into his features. Such clumsiness. His eyes turned to the sky, scanning for the dropship as the sounds of pursuit grew closer.

[12/22/2012 11:57:10 PM] Sami Brown: "Don't move" Bellinda warned, raising her scrawny arm up and over them. The air felt charged for a brief moment before a rain of sparks and crackling electricty shot itself from her pale fingertips, rippling lightning flashed through the hazy grey sky.

Within moment the drop ship appeared, lowering its open belly to them as the sound of republic soldiers scurrying towards them thundered.

[12/23/2012 12:04:03 AM] Ashley A: The sight of the lightning, coming from so frail a creature inspired within Sebastian an odd feeling that for much time would evade his attempts at classification. With poetic timing, they boarded the ship just in time to pass over the soldiers who were pouring out onto the clifftop in vain. Yet, even Sebastian could spare no smirk.


[12/23/2012 12:50:43 AM] Sami Brown: As Sebastian cradled her close on the deck of the drop ship Bellinda couldn't help but purr into the softness of his throat, her mind blocking out the sounds of the war ravaged field below them. The battle was winding down, the Republic soldiers long distance radio system collapsed, another adventure behind them.

"I love you, Sebastian." She announced softly, into his throat with no expectation of a response, merely a reminder. "Please don't jump at a Jedi like that again. I can't have you almost dying on me, again. I'm a poor healer." She explained, as though discussing the weather, watching as Thila became ever more distant.

[Kella]

[12/23/2012 9:32:22 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda Maskrr wasn't usually one for surprises. Infact, most who has known her throughout life would describe her as perdictable, or steady. She followed common social obligations almost compulsively, calling ahead, making dates, days if not weeks in advance. When Bellinda had plans she kept everyone involved updated and on the same page, it was a habit formed in her days as a studious Padawan-detective, encouraged and grown into a way of life in the exciting world of Sith Public Relations.

But today was a day for spontanity.

As Bellinda's chartered ship came to a stop before the expansive estate that belonged to one Sebastian Monroe, a mischevious smile crossed her face. With a little help from the driver, the well dressed young woman was out and scurrying towards the door, barely able to keep her composure. She'd kill a thousand men just to see his expression at her sudden arrival, betting it to be on the more hilarious end of the spectrum.

As she approached the door, the woman took a moment to smooth out the long, Naboo-style red silk dress she wore, to check her smooth straight bun before ringing to old fashioned door bell, her face still twisted in an amused little smile as the butler answered.

[12/23/2012 9:37:36 AM] Ashley A: Ramadhin dropped his eyes as he opened the door, but that was the only departure from his stony expression. "Miss Maskr. I did not know the Master was expecting anyone."

[12/23/2012 9:39:52 AM] Sami Brown: "He isn't" She responded cooly, as though repressing a peal of high-bright laughter.

[12/23/2012 9:45:35 AM] Ashley A: "I see. Do step inside." His gesture beckoned Bellinda in the door, but bid her stop just inside the doorway. To the left was the entrance to the sitting room, and along the front wall of the house sat the grand piano. Its strings filled the house with their sound, a crashing, dramatic melody courtesy of Sebastian. Ramadhin walked over and stood behind him, and though Sebastian seemed irritated at the interruption, he paused. The foyer was in view of the sitting room, and so as Sebastian looked up at Ramadhin, he also saw the reason for his Butler's discourtesy, and became rather still. Yet, just within the window of politeness, he stood and strode over. "Lin! What a pleasant surprise! To what do I owe it?"

[12/23/2012 9:53:11 AM] Sami Brown: "Sebastian~" Bellinda voice was sweet and singsongy as she held out a hand towards the man she had travelled the galaxy with and commited as many crimes as they had adventures. But her hand did not reach to gripe his, instead she leaned up, laboring on her cane to caress the chiseled face between her dainty fingertips. Checking his expression, his facial cues.

"Is it really a pleasant, Seb dear? I hope I'm not interrupting anything pressing."

[12/23/2012 10:39:34 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian let Bellinda struggle to reach him, though that satisfaction was countered by the illogical but still pervasive idea that her fingertips might actually pull the thoughts from his mind. Surely the tightness in his jaw was giving her some pleasure.

"Well, I was just on the cusp of devising a plan to completely collapse the economy of the Tarish sector, but I suppose that can wait."

[12/23/2012 10:46:10 AM] Sami Brown: "Indeed, you have the far more pressing matter of your -favorite- lady-friend inviting herself over for lunch." She laughed, letting her fingers feel the tension, the tightness. Was he still irritated with her? Perhaps this conversation would be better suited for another time... No. It was the perfect time.

"You'll be pleased to know I've gained 3lbs." Bellinda announced quite suddenly.

[12/23/2012 11:00:43 AM] Ashley A: "Is that so?" Sebastian said, running his hands down Bellinda's sides, feeling her ribs through her dress. She'd be able to feel his expression of disdain. "I do hope by 'lunch' you mean to properly eat. Still, progress is progress I suppose."

[12/23/2012 11:08:29 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda resisted the urge to curl up against his broad chest as he ran his hands over her sides, his face tensing, lips curling into a sneer.

"Don't be so sour, Seb. Its not very becoming. And I do, perhaps I'll even finish my plate..." The woman mused, pulling her hand away from his face, and her body from him.

[12/23/2012 11:38:12 AM] Ashley A: "Excuse me, I am always perfectly handsome," Sebastian said, falling into step alongside Bellinda and returning to the sitting room. As he passed Ramadhin, he said, "You heard the lady, Lobster for two." The butler nodded and disappeared toward the dining room. Sebastian reclined on a couch in the sitting room and regarded Bellinda. "Do I owe this visit to business or pleasure?"

[12/23/2012 12:10:25 PM] Sami Brown: "A little of both." She said, climbing shakily into the seat opposite of him. "I've come Sebastian, because I feel that we need to have a frank discussion about the nature of our relationship."

[12/23/2012 12:29:50 PM] Ashley A: That sounded dangerous. Sebastian smiled. "Ah. Well," he gestured expansively. "Discuss."

[12/23/2012 12:40:52 PM] Sami Brown: Settling herself comfortably Bellinda smiled, curled up in her seat. "Well Sebastian... Where to begin? After your honest admittance to being unable to reciprocate my feelings towards you things between us have been a little... Tense? No, thats not quite right. More... uneven. And after your moment of complete idiocy the other day, I figured I should make some arrangements to secure our future."

A silence settled for a moment as Bellinda let her words hang in the air.

"So, lets get down to it. Since you're incapable of loving me, I'm going to fill that lovely void with nice, shiny things. I have a list of requests for you... Though they're more like demands, than requests. Non-negiotable and all."

[12/23/2012 1:12:11 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian cracked an incredulous smile, then a genuine laugh filled the room. "Lin you have once again intensified my fascination." He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, watching her with curiosity. "Do tell me, what are your demands?"

[12/23/2012 1:20:03 PM] Sami Brown: "For starters," she began returning his smile. "I'd like a company account with full access whenever I'd like. I want my own wing of this estate to do with as I please. Really simple stuff actually, I'm not hard to please."

[12/23/2012 3:09:38 PM] Ashley A: His face brightened with amusement. "Does this mean you plan on lending me your company more often?"

She could not lay claim to some aspect of his character, so she would lay claim to his more material possessions. Her confession of love was a far less compelling testimony to the level of her attachment than this.

[12/23/2012 3:30:19 PM] Sami Brown: "I will for the foreseeable future consider this my main residence, though I will frequently need to leave for business with the Order, so you won't grow sick of me too quickly." She said, as though fact and not a hope, dismissing the notion with a simple wave of her hand.

"I also will require your complete and absolute honesty in all matters. No more subtle manipulations, misleadings or withholding of vital information... Though on that note, I'd also like to discuss your... rendevous with other women, if you'll indulge me for a moment."

[12/23/2012 3:34:25 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed again, a mix of incredulity and amusement. "Fair enough," he chortled, quite taken aback by Bellinda's forwardness but quite enjoying that sensation.

[12/23/2012 3:38:07 PM] Sami Brown: "You can continue your usual level of debauchery, though I'd rather not hear of it, or see it. What I don't know can't hurt me? I don't -expect- any sort of... fidelity, from you. Monogamy doesn't strike me as something that suites you, in general." Despite the forwardness of her words, Bellinda face betrayed her feelings.

A high blush had formed over the apples of her cheeks, spreading out like a warm blanket over her pale ears and face.

[12/23/2012 3:40:29 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian grinned lecherously. "Dear Lin," he said, reaching over and taking her hands in his, "I will give you no reason in the world to not believe that you are the only woman who catches my fancy."

[12/23/2012 3:46:26 PM] Sami Brown: Her blush only deepened, feeling his heavy hands warm in hers. This man had the most maddening effect on her, his words and charm and actions. His constant teasing and prodding foiled by the lavish attentions. She had likened him to a disease before, and her comparison had rung true. Her request to stay in the mansion less about upgrading to to more hospitable living conditions and more a personal desire to be closer, to be -near- the strange object of her affections.

"In return for this I will be, to the best of my ability, an open book for you."

[12/23/2012 4:01:19 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "It's a deal." Could she hear in his voice the desire she could not see in his eyes? "Only one question remains. Which wing would you like?" It was a small price to pay.

[12/23/2012 4:31:20 PM] Sami Brown: Another unrelenting shiver ran down Bellinda's spine, toes curling as she struggled to maintain her composure. Damn this man and his sway over her. "The west wing." She said, trying to appear firm, though really the wing didn't matter. The basement woukd be fine if.it ensured their closeness.

[12/23/2012 4:35:50 PM] Ashley A: "Ah, the West Wing. It's been a while since I did much work there, it could use some redecorating." He smoothed a wrinkle in her dress. "Anything else?"

[12/23/2012 4:40:08 PM] Sami Brown: "I'll inform you of my needs are they come up." Her smile soft as she rested her hand cupped lightly over his own.

[12/23/2012 4:41:53 PM] Ashley A: "Now Lin, as we seem to have settled the pressing matters, how shall we amuse ourselves until the Lobster is ready?"

[12/23/2012 4:45:26 PM] Sami Brown: "Well, considering I've barged into your home, made demands and am currently mooching food, I think the afternoons.activities can be your choice. I was half expecting to be unceremoniously thrown out by now."

[12/23/2012 4:49:35 PM | Edited 4:49:37 PM] Ashley A: "Lin, I'm hurt that you so underestimate my civility. At the very -least- I would have begrudgingly bore your demands with politeness, and then conjured up a pressing business appointment." Sebastian ran a thoughtful hand along his chin. "Do you know how to play any instruments?"

[12/23/2012 4:58:19 PM] Sami Brown: "No, actually. I've never been particulary interested before to be honest, I didn't take much stock in music before the orchestra." Since that night she had researched a great deal of music theory and indentification.." She trailed off remembering that night.

[12/23/2012 4:59:28 PM] Sami Brown: *Since that night I've researched a great deal of music theory and identification."

[12/23/2012 5:02:19 PM] Ashley A: "Well, theory only goes so far. Come," he said, taking her hand, "Properly meet the piano." With the bow of a dancer passing off his partner to another, he placed her on the Piano's bench.

[12/23/2012 5:08:59 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda walked carefully, standing shakily despite the support of his strong hand. Siting down with a smile the woman stretched her fingers, feeling the coolness of the keys beneath her searching fingers. It was difficult to see the keys, the small spaces between each one dim and fuzzy in her mind.

[12/23/2012 5:09:20 PM] Sami Brown: "What are the keys made of?"

[12/23/2012 5:12:54 PM] Ashley A: "Tusk cat ivory." He ran his own fingers along them. "The mistake most people make when learning the piano is they try to play by seeing. But you've got to play by touch..." His fingers gently stroked the keys and the piano's frame sung a few quiet notes.

[12/23/2012 5:21:28 PM] Sami Brown: "Seeing is definitely not an issue here." Bellinda laughed, experimentally pressing a key. A satisifying trill emitted from the behemoth, face flushing as the sounds reverberated through her.

[12/23/2012 5:22:50 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian placed his hand next to hers and played a simple five-note melody. "Try that."

[12/23/2012 5:26:49 PM] Sami Brown: Silently she tried to copy the melody, the notes shaky and unsure. With another wiggle of her fingers she tried again. And again. And again.

[12/23/2012 5:35:22 PM] Ashley A: Though Sebastian provided no encouragement, he didn't seem bothered by her stumbling. Patiently, note by note, he taught her a little melody. She still seemed somewhat flustered, though, displeased. "You have to -feel- it," he said gently, taking a seat next to her and putting one arm around her, hands still easily reaching the keys. "Put your fingers on mine."

[12/23/2012 6:25:37 PM | Edited 6:39:07 PM] Sami Brown: Feel it? Feeling was something Bellinda was all too familiar with, experiencing the world not Only through the force but through her finger tips, her ears, her soul. But this felt less like the vivid perspective of feeling and life she was so content with, and more like a dream. Stumbling in a void, harsh and loud noises with every mistep.

Sebastain's hand came into view. His limb and every digit outlined and shimmering. So atuned was she to his auRa that she could recognize him anywhere, any time. The distinct glimmer and hue it took on, much like his physical self was dangerous, intoxicating, powerful for someone who despite all his talents and charms, had no connection with the Force.

Carefully Bellinda placed her hand over his, the delicate tips of her fingers resting on his smooth, manicured nails, dwarfed in comparison.

[12/23/2012 6:26:30 PM] Sami Brown: *aura

[12/23/2012 7:04:52 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian closed his eyes. Gently, smoothly, so that her fingers could rest only lightly and not slip off, he began to play the piece. Strong cords ran underneath the melody he'd taught Bellinda, and they wove together, forming layers of sound. The piece had a haunting energy to it, and while the low notes were simple and sing-song, the melody repeated, faster and faster, becoming almost feverish. Sebastian was both moved by the music and moving it, pulling the keys with the easiest of motions but irresistably conducted by the movements of the piece.

[12/23/2012 7:44:37 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda tried to shut out the world, shut out her vision as she felt the pads of her fingers rise and fall with every motion across the piano keys. Sebastian strong hand moved percisely, yet not robotically. With feeling and purpose and movement. It stirred her, this side of Sebastian, whose fingers moved with infinite grace across the ivory.

Perhaps if she had eyes, she'd tear up, as the wooed women in the novels of her youth always did. Her fingers floating just above the keys, Bellinda felt the music. Felt it move through her in its eerie sadness, laced with hope.

Like the way Sebastian appeared to her, a dark void outlined by shimmer brightness. Indescribable but tangible. His position in the universe, in hers set in swirling vapour around a void she could not see, but could smell, and hear and touch. The song brought all these feeling and in that moment Bellinda wished a desperate wish. That someday she'd play the haunting song with all the feeling she could muster.

As the piece ended the pair sat side by side, linked by the gently resting of her palm over his hand, Bellinda sat silent before asking, voice cool and soft.

"When you play that, what do you feel?"

[12/23/2012 8:12:14 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian grinned. "Your heart racing."

[12/23/2012 8:16:25 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda laughed in an unlady like burst. His response, too perfect for words as she pressed herself into the space between his chest and arm, feeling the heavy warm limb wrapped about her.

"You are a fiend." She teased.

[12/23/2012 8:25:34 PM] Ashley A: "Why thank you," he said, sounding genuinely flattered. Almost absent-mindedly his fingers fell into another melody. Suddenly, he paused, and the damper cut the note short. "Ah, no, I have a better idea." A deep resonant chord set off a familiar melody. It was the one he had shown her right after the symphony, the one he had written especially for her.

[12/23/2012 8:29:57 PM] Sami Brown: "Oh?" Bellinda asked, perking up slightly in her seat, fingers still dancing in time with his over the keys. "Oh." The sweet dawning of recognition, as a wave of pleasure moved across her like a chill.

The music was heavy, yet delicate, sweet and yet booming. It had reminded her of a rainstorm the first time he had played it, and now even more so.

"Cumulus." Her voice wavering as she resisted the urge to curl up into the warmth of his center, fingers still following the melody.

[12/23/2012 8:44:40 PM] Ashley A: The last note faded, drawing Bellinda deeper into Sebastian's embrace, when a rather different sort of sound hit the air. Ramadhin shook a small bell at the entrance to the sitting room. "Lunch is served," he said with disinterest. Sebastian withdrew with a knowing smirk, and held out his hand to Bellinda. "Shall we dine, then?"

[12/23/2012 8:51:58 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda couldn't help but sigh as their moment, like so many others, was snatched away. She should have known better than to get comfortable. Wobbling as she stood up from the Piano bench she took Sebastian's hand in hers, grabbing the thin wooden cane in her other.

"Lets."

[12/23/2012 9:10:48 PM] Ashley A: The smell of butter and Lobster had drifted into the foyer, and was thick in the dining room. A full lobster tail rested on each plate, surrounded by all of the components of immaculate presentation. Sebastian seated Bellinda, then took the place across from her.

"I do hope all is to your newfound liking."

[12/23/2012 9:22:21 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda leaned over her plate, taking in the wafting scent of the dish, a delicacy she had tried sparsely over her short lifetime.

"Smells wonderful." The woman smiled, taking the tiny, smooth fork in hand. With practiced grace she plunged into the thick meat of the lobster tail. Withdrawing a medium sized portion she carefully dipped the steaming morsel in butter and lemon before bringing it to her ruby colored lips.

"Mmmm... This is fabulous."

[12/23/2012 9:43:27 PM] Ashley A: "Of course it is." Sebastian could take some ownership in this shift of Bellinda's, and that thought tasted far better than the Lobster, which was a mundane extravagance.

[12/23/2012 9:50:54 PM] Sami Brown: And in the fashion Bellinda ate, finishing 3/4ths of the behemoth crustean laid out across the wide plate. As she piled and stuffed and ate the woman felt the fullness within her pleasant, the nausea that accompanied eating gone, at least for the moment. Her spirits and mood too high to be ruined by her self-loathing.

"Thank you so much, Sebastian for a delightful meal." The woman said, hand resting on her concave stomach.

[12/23/2012 9:57:28 PM] Ashley A: "You're quite welcome." He waved at Ramadhin to clear the table.

[12/23/2012 10:07:28 PM] Sami Brown: "Well, now that I've taken full advantage of your hospitality for the afternoon, I guess I should repay you in some way... Hmmm..." She said softly, a finger tapping against her guant cheek as she thought.

"Is there anything you'd like me to... show you?" Her voice high and questioning, struggling once more to put something like this in words.

"A memory or perspective? A... piece of the puzzle, if you will?"

[12/23/2012 10:21:30 PM] Ashley A: She was so anxious to ensure her worth, eager to secure whatever commitment she could from Sebastian. He leaned forward on his elbows and stroked his chin in thought, for a moment, but it did not take long for his mind to settle.

"Show me why you love me."

[12/23/2012 10:36:35 PM] Sami Brown: A soft, sleepy sort of smile slipped across Bellinda's face as she listened to his request. To show him why she loved him. What an impossible, yet perfectly Sebastian response. She paused for a long moment, mulling over how.best to sum the wide and vivid feelings and moments that had passed between the two over the year. "Do you mind if we step outside?"

[12/23/2012 10:39:20 PM] Ashley A: "Not at all."

A few moments later, the sea breeze was ruffling Bellinda's dress while the afternoon sun cast the deck in warm light. Sebastian held her in his arms, his impatience having overcome his amusement at seeing her struggle to move. "Where are we going?"

[12/23/2012 10:41:13 PM] Sami Brown: "Onto the sand, away from the tide. Can't afford to muss this dress." She said, still mulling over how best to show him, where to start. It was a funny thing, love, trying to pinpoint where it started, what caused it.

[12/23/2012 10:48:37 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian obliged, his steps interspersed with memories of their previous moments on the beach. Having reached an arbitrarily appropriate place, he reclined in the sand, holding Bellinda close all the while. The sea rolled with its hushed roar.

[12/23/2012 11:10:23 PM] Sami Brown: Softly, she nuzzled into the broad chest beneath her, listening as the breeze moved across them, filling her nose and hair with it brine. She laid there, for a long moment, curled up against him as the little woman thought, debating with herself what all to reveal, what all to keep as hers and hers alone.

Lifting up, she looked down to regard the shimmering figure before her. His features obscured, yet clear and bright and true, more so than anything else in mind.

Leaning down she barely brushed her lips against his, but in that instant shared all.

The soft trilling coupled with thundering booms of the piano played, heart beating with the fervor of a hummingbirds wings inside her sparse chest, warm all over. A shadowy head tilted towards them as she head burrowed into its arm, feeling ripples of happiness at its tender stroking of her hair.

With another flutter of her heart she was at a party, the shadowy figure to her side. They barely knew one another, yet his attentions were all on her. It was amusing. Flattering. The figure spoke well, joking and charming, and oddly kind. Such attentions were new. Welcomed, yet suspicious.

The party faded away in its place an attack, a beast of nightmare, followed by winged horrors corralled them in a cage. Hands wet and sticky and losing time. She had just wanted to impress him. To show off. The fear faded to relief, the figure sitting beside her on the infirmary bed. Offering to help, to fix the brokenness that plagued.

In the echoing, vast halls of her past, destroying the object of his desire and her loathing. To share something kept so private and so close, to bare her soul and not be reviled, to let go of the past and embrace a future.

Drunk and tired, but happy. So happy. Figure asking if she had ever been kissed before, and with a wave of her hand brushing the comment off. Wanting only sleep, only to continue the happy dream. But awaken, reinvigorated by gentle lips against her own.

Curled up on the beach, much like this time, though far more reluctant on her part. Cold and wet, but surrounded by warmth. The sun. His heat. His face, unending and vivid and -clear-, so beautifully clear and burned into her mind. Burned forever.

The piano played on. He tells her he can't love her, but won't lie to her. Wants to keep her close, be truthful. He cares in a way. He cares. He cares.

A shiver runs up her spine as he speaks, whispering something strange and exciting in her ear. The shadow so loves to do that. To tease and draw out. Delicious anticipation.

Suddenly the lips draw away and Bellinda gasps, falling back into the sand next to him, breathing hard, taking in deep gulps of the fresh, clean sea air.

[12/23/2012 11:43:38 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian reeled. For some reason -- clearly a foolish one -- he had expected a logical reason, a set of clear moments of merit, not... sensations. Bellinda's way of seeing was not the only eerily foreign portion of her memories. It was like seeing himself in a dream, the different version that existed within Bellinda's memories and perceptions. The victory at realizing just how successful his manipulations had been was overshadowed by the fact that he still did not fully understand why.

He blinked, and when the light did not go away Sebastian realized that the sun had drifted into his vision. And then quite suddenly he realized he had stopped breathing, and so gasped like a fish out of water. His skin was covered in a fine film of sweat, but he shivered.

"Well," he said wryly, "For every question that answered I think I have about a dozen more..." He huffed a laugh and turned to look at Bellinda, lying next to him in the sand. "Confound you and your infinite mysteries," he said quietly. "You'll be my undoing."

[12/23/2012 11:49:07 PM] Sami Brown: "Good, " She said finally catching her breath, as she twisted over in the warm sand, embracing it. "May it keep you from tiring of me prematurely, for you deserve every minute of it."

[12/23/2012 11:59:10 PM] Ashley A: "Come now, Lin," he said, running his fingers along the bones of her spine, "That's not a very nice thing to say."

[12/24/2012 12:05:11 AM] Sami Brown: She purred beneath his finger tips, spine stetching reflexively at the touch. "I apologize though if my mind is too muddle to appropriately answer your question. You asked for something complicated, its incredibly difficult to give a straightforward answer."

[12/24/2012 12:08:17 AM] Ashley A: "I expect it will take me quite a while to puzzle out the things that you don't even know, so there's the safety net you've been looking for." Was she manipulating him for more attention? He couldn't quite bring himself to care if she was, that would only make her inner machinations more desirable. Sebastian turned back to the sun and closed his eyes, mind still struggling to process.

[12/24/2012 12:14:27 AM] Sami Brown: A silence hung in the air between the two, broken only by the occasional rolling of a wave, lapping up against the shore. Bellinda laid, curled up in the sand beside him, long smooth dress spread out like a tail around her, unsure of where to go from here.

"What are you thinking, Seb?" She asked, voice small.

[12/24/2012 12:25:59 AM] Ashley A: "That it's about time I found my white whale. I'd been cheating my way out of it for far too long."

[12/24/2012 12:29:28 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda smiled widely, a silly grin as she pressed her face into the warmth of his side. "Pleasure to be of service to you." she quipped, voice muffled as an arm gently laid over his abdomen.

[12/24/2012 12:33:23 AM] Ashley A: "Are you sure you don't want seconds? You're still practically skeletal."

[12/24/2012 12:34:46 AM] Sami Brown: "Babysteps, dear. Babysteps. Coruscant wasn't built in a day."

[12/24/2012 12:35:36 AM] Ashley A: "Hmmm, you could tear it down in one, though.

[12/24/2012 12:38:58 AM] Sami Brown: "Well, you'll be pleased to know that it took a little under 7 months to whittle me down in the first place. For the first time since we've met I ate without protest, take your victories where you can."

[12/24/2012 12:11:56 PM] Ashley A: "Hm."

The wind stirred little ripples of sand that danced across the sea, and it churned the edge of the ocean to a lacy fringe. Sea birds drifted lazily over head, though one angled and dove to skim the waves, emerging with a fish.

"What does it feel like, to tear apart a mind?"

[12/24/2012 12:18:09 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda laid in silence for a long moment, considering in the question. Honesty, that was something she prided herself on. Rolling over and away she stetched out on her back, feeling the sun beat down more.

"Agonizing. You can feel their pain... To have the opportunity to be so intimate with a person, to exist in their mind and to choose to destroy rather than learn." She trailed off. "But powerful. Their pain is both heartbreaking and affirming, energizing. You are the one in control, you lord this power over another, to take what makes them -them- and rip it apart like paper."

[12/24/2012 1:11:25 PM] Ashley A: A chill ran down Sebastian's spine and his heart spiked. It was Sebastian's favorite pastime -- understanding something well enough to destroy it at the most fundamental level -- but instead of a process of months or years, it was accomplished in a single, exhilarating moment.

"Tempting as jealous resentment is..." He turned to look at Bellinda, small and helpless next to the expanse of the ocean, "The irony that -you-, of all people... It's just too -perfect-." His admiration was reluctant but unmistakable.

[12/24/2012 1:23:03 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda snorted, staring into the endless expanse of nothingness that was the sky. He was jealous, admired the way she could slip inside another head and ravage it, leaving a gasping shell behind it. The idea of what she did, revolting as it was, the worst crime a force user could inflict on another according to Jedi tennants, was the thing Sebastian most enjoyed.

"Indeed. If I was a physically whole, beautiful, genius, billionaire ontop of this... Well, that'd just be over kill."

[12/24/2012 1:26:15 PM] Ashley A: "Well then you'd be me. And the overkill would be in the sense that everyone would be dead." Sebastian smiled contentedly at the thought.

[12/24/2012 1:27:30 PM] Sami Brown: "I'd be you, only with magic powers. A dangerous thought indeed..."

[12/24/2012 3:46:56 PM] Ashley A: "-Indeed-."

Bellinda was like the sea. The more Sebastian drank of her the thirstier he got.

After a few minutes, he stood, offering a hand to Bellinda. "We still have some affairs to attend to," he said, and spent the rest of the afternoon a perfect businessmen, sorting out the paperwork to Bellinda's most minute request. Their business concluded, he left her to her wing and disappeared into his lair. The rest of his night he spent rolling a lightsaber back and forth in his hands -- the one Bellinda had given him, that had since rested on the shelves in the atrium, except for moments of ponderance such as this.

[Kella]

[12/24/2012 8:51:11 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian stood at the end of the West Wing's third floor hallway. Half of the hall had been draped with satin cloth, and the rest of the ream lay on the floor. A blind interior decorator, it truly was comical. There was a stack of boxes of wind chimes sitting under the bay window, some half-opened and a single chime singing in the light breeze.

"Hm."

Sebastian started down the spiral staircase. Bellinda had been coming and going as she pleased, coming more than going, and had made a few changes in the West Wing though they were the sort that made the appearance of influence without being guided by any sort of vision. She'd asked simply to see if he'd say yes.

And he had. But it had been several days since he had last seen Bellinda, and with a final check to ensure she had not subtly appeared, Sebastian gauged that her absence had broken into the notably peculiar. He returned to the rear porch, and under the sea breeze made a few calls.

"Nar Shaddaa? Thanks." He hung up and dialed again. "Hey, Fiun! It's Keelim. ... I'm well, and you? ... Good to hear. ... That's actually why I'm calling, what has Bieli been up to lately? ... I see. ... Yes, that's very helpful. ... Keep an ear out for me, will you? ... Nice try, Fiun, you still owe me."

Sebastian dialed one last number.

"I'd like to speak to Bieli, please."

"Who is this?"

"An old friend."

Muffled conversation ended in a deep, gravely, particularly sluggish laugh. Sebastian rolled his eyes.

"Hello!" The hut finally rumbled, "What is it they call you now, the 'Black King?'"

"They always were quite unoriginal."

"What can I help you with?"

"I believe you have something that belongs to me."

"Oh, what is that?"

"The Miralukan woman you recently acquired."

"Ah... I'm sorry, but I'm not selling at the moment. It is unfortunate you feel some ownership -- though I don't see the appeal, she's unappetizingly bony -- but I have an old score to settle."

"Can nothing tempt your resolve?"

"No," the Hutt said firmly, with a hint of territorial anger.

"Well. That is most unfortunate." Sebastian ended the call and stood, walking purposefully toward his lair.

~~~

Sirens ground the air under flashes of red light. Bieli's wrinkles deepened into a scowl.

"What is going on?!"

"Two dozen mercenaries coming in the side entrance, heavily armed, progressing towards this room." He pressed the radio right to his ear.

"Gah! This must be Bocabba's doing. Activate the turrets! Go, kill them!"


Several floors below, all was dark and quiet. The only light came from the small screen of a small data pad, across which numbers streamed until the durasteel lock clicked out of place, and a door slid open, then slid shut.

A slight scuffling was met with the click of a hand light. A long lizard-like creature with golden fur tilted its head and blinked, and regarded the new man, sniffing at his boots. Sebastian bent and scratched the Ysalamari under the chin, and it thrummed as he turned the hand light on the rest of the cell.

[12/24/2012 9:12:06 PM | Edited 9:39:34 PM] Sami Brown: "I'm going to kill you." Croaked a harsh, whisper of a voice from the cell, listening to the heavy steps of a person entering her impromptu space. She didn't move, or curl up. Propped up the corner of the dirty cell was a figure that might have once resembled Bellinda Maskrr, the trials of torture and abuse obvious on her petite frame.

The clothes she had worn, once a rich silken gown, was tattered and shredded, revealing the twisted broken leg she so desperately tried to hide. The scars that riddled the ruined limb had been re-cut, percisely, purposefully with a painstaking attention to detail. Grooves of red and ooze riddled her body, a sharp knife having found itself dragged back and forth across her flesh.

As one hand curled aggressively into a fist, the other hung limp and useless at her side more crisscrossing cuts covered her arms, moving with swirling determination towards her center, convening at the brand burned into the flesh above her chest.

The symbol was still fresh just beneath her collar, the burns edges red and black twisted despite the curving beauty of the Huttese letters. Kung. Scum.

"I'm going to kill you." She seethed at the stranger, unable to see. Unable to fight.

" Everyone you know, everyone you've ever loved. I will destroy them and make you watch." Her ravaged throat hissed in warning, a purple ring of bruises blooming like a necklace about it.

[12/24/2012 9:50:51 PM] Ashley A: "Now Lin, you should know that I've never loved anything."

[12/24/2012 9:58:53 PM] Sami Brown: "S-Sebastian?" The tough exterior, the hardened whisper replaced with a gasp-like sob she quickly stiffled with her hand, as though trying to shove back the useless show of emotion before. She took a long moment, listening to the emptiness, trying to judge if her imagination had created the voice in the dark.

"Kill it, oh please Sebastian kill it. Make it stop." She whispered, pleading. "I can't see, Sebastian, kill it pleeeeaseeee."

[12/24/2012 10:29:51 PM] Ashley A: "Shhhhh." Sebastian gently brushed the tattered hair out of Bellinda's face. Her blindfold was gone and the bony white of the empty sockets nearly glowed in the light. With the other hand, he stroked the Ysalamari's muzzle. She was the one in the darkness, and he was the one with the light. For once, she was -truly- blind. The -power- he wielded... Any other creature she might have crushed, but here she was held utterly captive by an animal as helpless and confused as she. "Shhhhh," he said, and ran his fingers through her hair, which had been yanked and hacked into dishevelment. "I'll take care of it."

He turned back to the Ysalamari and scratched it under the chin. It leaned into his hand and scrambled onto his lap, starving for the warmth. He gently ran his hands along its neck, finding the right places as it thrummed at the sudden kindness. With a sudden -crack- its neck was broken, and the wagging tail felt limp.

Sebastian felt not the slightest shred of remorse as he tossed the corpse aside like a rag.

[12/24/2012 10:46:08 PM] Sami Brown: With the simple snap of vertebrae the world came flooding back. The force flooded through her and her world stirred back to life, the shining bright aura of Sebastian taking up the tiny cell in its luster. Another breathey sob escaped the woman as the world began to fill in, slowly orienting herself.

"Oh, thank you... Thank you." She gasped, voice choked as she wrapped her arm tighter about herself, trying to hold the broken pieces back together.

"H-how?" Voice cracking as she looked up, staring at the swirling outline of her rescuer.

[12/24/2012 11:14:13 PM] Ashley A: "Connections. Manipulations. Diversions. The usual." He examined her with the hand light, the cuts and burns, bruises and sores, her cracked and bleeding lips. "Though I think Bieli has a bit more to pay for this." Anger -- though more out of possessiveness than horror -- edged at his voice. He sat next to Bellinda, giving her something to lean against, taking her hand. "What did he do to you?"

[12/24/2012 11:24:34 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's mind wandered as Sebastian spoke, trying to push the shaking sobs that threatened to slip out deep down in side her chest, trying to see, to understand where she was.

She knew of course that it was Bieli's palace, he had made it clear the moment they first brought her in. The Hutt told her in great detail the indignities she would suffer, not by his hand but by another's, as he sat savoring the sound of her screams. There was no information he wanted, no secret should could tell to stop the pain bring back the sight. Only pain, a pain he swore she would know until she broke, or died. Revenge for her betrayal.

"I... I don't know." She said, grabbing and clawing her way close to the warm wall of a man that was Sebastian. "M-my arm. It h-hurts. They cut me." Her head swam. "How long has it been?"

[12/24/2012 11:38:35 PM] Ashley A: "About a week. Let me see," he said, running light fingers down her arm. She winced reflexively. Her forearm rested at a slightly twisted angle, and her shoulder was clearly dislocated. "This is going to hurt," he said, and without further warning firmly placed his hands on her collar bone and upper arm, and deftly wretched the joint back into place. He smiled ever so slightly, both at his success and the Deja Vu. It was surprisingly easy to set the joint, which meant it would be surprisingly easy to tear her apart. But Sebastian wanted her mind intact, which meant he needed the rest of her too.

[12/24/2012 11:46:04 PM] Sami Brown: Her scream was ear piercing as the joint sharpy moved across bone and back into place, but the pain extended traveling up and down in harsh ripples across the entire limb, throbbing lowly as she moaned, pressing her face into the fabric of Sebastian shirt.

For a while, she merely clung to him, pressing herself as close to him as possible and she sobbed her tearless cries.

[12/24/2012 11:58:53 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian wrapped his arms around her and held her close, stroking her back and hair with tenderness that bore the semblance of real love. How strange, that there were no tears to wipe away. So he held her, both gentle and strong, in every way knowing how to comfort. All the while, in the back of his mind he counted out the time, though they had plenty. He began to sing a mournful lullaby, one whose language was both familiar and foreign.

[12/25/2012 12:08:51 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's chest heaved the sobs that forced their way up and out of her, all the pain she had endured over the last few days bubbling up, and spilled out in choking noises across Sebastian's richly textured shirt.

With great care and gentleness he held her, the feeble little creature against him, stroking the tattered remains of her hair and back, softly singing, something strange but soothing. She carried on in this fashion for a while, shivering and shaking, a child in its protector's arms.

Gradually the cries fell into whimpers and then quiet, the periodic heave breaking the melody of Sebastian's song. After a while, she had calmed lifting her reddish face up to see the comforting aura. "Let's leave."

[12/25/2012 1:38:11 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian lifted Bellinda, cradling her like an infant, and stepped over the Ysalamari corpse. The door slid open and slid shut, admitting them into the silent hallway. The sounds of combat drifted down in whispers and dull rumbles through the metal pipes. Light emerged around the corner as they approached the guard room. "Stay very quiet," he said.

Sebastian walked slowly through the shadows, his step silent, and the guards remained so absorbed in their datapads and the news from the combat above that they passed completely unnoticed. They reached the lift to the next level, and it whirred into motion. "Not much longer."

[12/25/2012 1:47:04 PM] Sami Brown: As Sebastian carried Belinda caught glimpse of the creature that had caused so much misfortune, small and harmless in a little pile, crumpled and useless. White hot rage filled Herr heart and flushed to her cheeks at the sight of it. Something so weak, so insignificant had such power of her, stripped her down to nothing with its mere presence. Didn't even have the respect to be intimidating in looks. But in a moment they were gone, whisked down a corridor, Sebastian warning her to be still and quiet. Silently she pressed herself into him, basking in the warmth of her rescuer.

[12/25/2012 2:00:54 PM] Ashley A: Bellinda was so very still. "How did you get yourself into this mess?" he asked, as the lift opened to another empty hallway.

[12/25/2012 2:04:57 PM] Sami Brown: Sebastian was talking, but the words came to her muffled, as though cotton filled her ears. Her head barely moved, a slight acknowledgement that she knew something had been said, before rolling back loosely, the fading edges of consciousness slipping away. She was so tired. So very very tired.

[12/25/2012 2:11:31 PM] Ashley A: He paused, eyes fixed down the hallway. "Bellinda," He raised his voice ever so slightly, speaking right to her ear. "You need to stay awake."

[12/25/2012 2:16:25 PM] Sami Brown: The ragged woman remained still, loose and limp in his arms, unphased by the words, muffled and incoherent that padded through her ears.

[12/25/2012 2:26:55 PM] Ashley A: "Lin." Sebastian shook her ever so slightly, but in her state it would probably be quite painful. "Lin, wake up." His voice was calm, but if Sebastian were unconcerned then he wouldn't have bothered stopping.

[12/25/2012 2:34:20 PM] Sami Brown: A soft moan escaped Bellinda's lip, face moving side to side as she stirred again. "S-seb?" She asked, gently lifting her head, free arm reaching to cradle the broken. "I'm so tired, Seb." Her voice was soft and tiny, the words drawn out as if struggling to remember what she was saying.

[12/25/2012 2:42:20 PM] Ashley A: "I know, Lin, I know. But I need you to stay awake until I know you're sleeping and not, you know, dead." He started down the hallway, the clashing and growling now much closer.

[12/25/2012 2:51:52 PM] Sami Brown: "You worry too much" she said, burrowing her face against him. "I'm not dead." Belinda nodded'

[12/25/2012 2:57:13 PM] Ashley A: "Yet. Tell me about all of the terrible things you want to do to Bieli." He glanced down at her before continuing along the hall. The durasteel door to Bieli's chamber was wide open, bleeding flashes of red light and the hiss of Blaster bolts. For a moment, Bieli was framed in the doorway, heaving a mighty yell as he raised a massive repeating blaster and scooted out of view.

[12/25/2012 3:04:43 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda laid quiet, curled in Sebastian's embrace for a long moment as she struggled to find the words. "Destroy his memories one by one. Bring alive nightmares. Trap him inside his mind, leave his body useless... Bring him close to death, heal him, do it again. And again. And again..." She trailed off. "Feed him to a rancor. Let a wampa mount him." A weak chuckle followed by a loud and hacking cough.

[12/25/2012 3:09:11 PM] Ashley A: The sound caught the attention of the mercenary nearest the door, but he merely glanced at Sebastian and turned back to the matter at hand.

"I like this plan," Sebastian said, as Bellinda gasped a breath between coughs. The doors of the side entrance drew steadily closer. "And the Ysalamari, what should become of them?"

[12/25/2012 3:17:01 PM] Sami Brown: "Should be scarier looking... So small, so horrible." She shook her head, confused that such a nasty little creature could look so harmless. "Mass genocide, extinction."

[12/25/2012 3:59:55 PM] Ashley A: "Sounds lovely. How would you go about it? Fumigation, nuclear bomb, hunting them down one-by-one?" He stepped over the bodies of the guards, and out into the oily stench of Nar Shaddaa.

[12/25/2012 4:18:45 PM] Sami Brown: "Fumingation." She answered with little deliberation, feeling the hot wet air of Nar Shaddaa against her face. "Can't be near them. Don't want to see them."

[12/25/2012 4:30:37 PM] Ashley A: "How slow and painful do you want it to be?"

He emerged from the shadow of Bieli's hideout, casually walking away from the column of thick black smoke that rose from its center, choking the already oppressive sky. Not far away, tucked in a nook behind a trash compactor, lay a rusted, tattered ship.

[12/25/2012 5:40:59 PM] Sami Brown: "Very," she sighed, resting her head back against him, wishing so desperately she could sleep, that the string of questions would end and unconsciousness embraced her to reveal it was a nightmare, all a terrible dream.

[12/25/2012 6:10:38 PM] Ashley A: "When you wake up, where do you want to be?" Sebastian ducked into the shadows, and the door of the ship slid silently open, revealing an interior that in its cleanliness and sophistication filled Sebastian's usual standard.

[12/25/2012 6:18:26 PM] Sami Brown: ”Home, last week." A simple answer. Bellinda's head bobbed as she looked about the speeder, feeling the smooth leather of other interior as Sebastian gently placed her in the passenger seat. "This isn't a dream?' She asked, suddenly fearful. Was she still lying on other floor of her cell, her wish for an end culminating in a final feverish dream.

[12/25/2012 6:32:00 PM] Ashley A: "Later, it will only be a nightmare." Sebastian slid a small metal cuff around Bellinda's wrist, and it began to glow. Her vitals faded into view on the edge of the HUD, and Sebastian checked them quickly. Stressed, but stable. He cupped her face in his hand and stroked her cheek, dried blood rough under his fingers. "Now, you can sleep."

[12/25/2012 6:40:29 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's face nuzzled softly in his palm, sighing with happiness as permission was finally granted. "Thank you, thank you." Her voice trailing off again before fading off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

[12/25/2012 6:58:44 PM] Ashley A: Corellia's skies were clear and blue. A lion whale breached, rolling its stomach along the surface before diving back down into the ocean. Shafts of sunlight meandered between floats of algae, and the lion whale dove deeper, scattering a shoal of silverfish. Below them lay a sheet of glass that the lion whale ran its fin curiously across, before darting off in chase of a cateel.

Sebastian smiled, then turned his attention back to redressing Bellinda's wounds. The woman, now clean but still bruised, lay on satin sheets in a narrow bed, which had joined the piano and the chair in the underwater atrium, and was beginning to stir.

[12/25/2012 7:27:00 PM] Sami Brown: The satin of the sheets was the first thing she had noticed. Slippery but warm, almost heavy. Her mind as she laid worked to process what had happened, to remember in startling detail every horror she had experienced at Bieli's hands. Gradually though Belinda noticed more the passage of time, faintness of moving and healing and the dull aches and pains that came with recovery. Slowly she stirred, lifting her head to touch her face, feeling for a blindfold as she spoke.

[12/25/2012 7:27:16 PM] Sami Brown: " What's the damage?"

[12/25/2012 7:41:08 PM | Edited 7:41:18 PM] Ashley A: "General lacerations and contusions, A few deep, though all of those are healing well. You truly do get what you pay for when it comes to Kolto quality. Your arm was fractured, but the cast will only be necessary for another twelve hours or so, and your leg is coming back together nicely." Sebastian surveyed his handiwork with pride.

[12/25/2012 8:52:13 PM] Sami Brown: "How long was I asleep?" She asked, gently stretching each limb one at a time, relishing in the snap and crackle of her unused joints. Her body, despite its protests was on the mend, the pain while still raw and present was tolerable. With an exploratory hand she checked each limb. Left arm fine, though aching, right wrapped in rough textured casting, dull and numb. With a wiggle of each leg Belinda frowned confused. "Did they re-fracture my crippled leg?"

[12/25/2012 8:54:26 PM] Ashley A: "Four days."

Sebastian grinned. "No. I did."

[12/25/2012 8:58:58 PM] Sami Brown: A long silence fell between the two, passing into an uncomfortable length. Bellinda's face began to flush as he fingers twisted into the satin sheets about her. "I told you I didn't want it 'fixed'" Her tone cool. "What if something had gone wrong? What if I had -lost- it?"

[12/25/2012 9:03:44 PM] Ashley A: "Well it's hardly -fixed-," Sebastian said cooly, "Such severe muscle atrophy may never recover fully. As to the second question, I expect you would have killed me, quite horribly. But it did -not- go wrong, and though the change won't be drastic I daresay you'll be a bit less infuriatingly slow."

[12/25/2012 9:13:20 PM] Sami Brown: "Do not ever. -Ever- do something like that without my consent again... Unless I am going to -die- without your intervention." Her tone calm and cool. As she continued to move and stretch.

"Will the burns leave scars?" Bellinda asked, changing to topic away her hand romaned over the surface of her skin, feeling the various bandages, including the one just below her collar. The red hot brand hissed when it hit her skin, she remembered, the smell of scorched flesh filling her nose, sickly sweet.

[12/25/2012 9:26:49 PM] Ashley A: "Yes Ma'am," he said through a sneer.

Sebastian swept Bellinda's hand away from the bandage and brought it to his lips. "Not if I know what I'm doing. And I always do."

[12/25/2012 9:39:35 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's coolness remained, despite the brush of his lips against the creamy skin of her hand. She was still running, slowly but surely through her mental inventory, checking off each injury and digit, reflecting on any questions she might have.

"Is there any lasting damage I should worry about?"

Slowly though a realization dawned on her, a high blush flushing her cheeks as she tried to maintain the impression of control she had so carefully built up. She was clean, thoroughly scrubbed and cared for on all fronts.

[12/25/2012 9:43:57 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian chuckled. "Don't fret, your dignity is still quite intact. Relax." He ran the back of his hand along the hot flush of her cheeks. "Sourness is only going to slow down the healing process."

[12/25/2012 9:48:08 PM] Sami Brown: If she had eyes, perhaps Bellinda would have rolled them the coolness of Sebastian hand against the hot flush of her cheek sending a shiver down her spine.

"I'd say we're even now." She announced, leaning her face into the gentle strokes of his hand. "I saved your life, you saved mine."

[12/25/2012 9:50:46 PM] Ashley A: "Now Bellinda," he chided, "It's childish to keep score."

[12/25/2012 9:51:18 PM] Sami Brown: She smiled. "Don't pretend you don't."

[12/25/2012 9:52:05 PM] Ashley A: "Shhhh," he said, pressing a finger against her lips. "Don't be sharing my secrets."

[12/25/2012 9:56:01 PM] Sami Brown: A throaty chuckle bubbled to the surface as the finger pressed against her lips. Softly, she kissed it, the previously cracked and bloody lips now soft and whole. The magic of modern medical science. "I wouldn't dream of it."

[12/25/2012 10:00:21 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian smiled warmly. "How are you feeling?"

[12/25/2012 10:03:34 PM] Sami Brown: "Sore. Relieved. Tired. Slept for four days and still so tired... They didn't let me sleep." She said with a shake of her head, not trying to forget but embrace the memories. The Sith drew strength from their pain, and from it Bellinda, would somehow do the same.

[12/25/2012 10:08:00 PM] Ashley A: "It's a wonder you weren't delirious when I found you." He ran his thumb along her hairline with some fascination. Her mind was truly intriguing, truly a phenomenon, something that defied the expected, defied the possible, and currently defied Sebastian's attempts at understanding.

[12/25/2012 10:14:20 PM] Sami Brown: "I had... moments, maybe a half hour here, or fifteen minutes there..." She reported, as though speaking of an event she had heard of in passing.

"How long did it take you to find me?"

[12/25/2012 10:15:26 PM] Ashley A: "Thirty-six hours, once I set to it. You know there's still about a dozen windchimes that need to be hung."

[12/25/2012 10:19:05 PM] Sami Brown: "Oh yes... I was putting those up. I got distracted... What was it...? I was meeting a businessman, something for the Sith." She shook her head. "I left the hallway half finished." Her mouth curled into a pout.

[12/25/2012 10:21:06 PM] Ashley A: "There's plenty of time." He ran his thumb along her lower lip. "How'd Bieli manage to get his paws on you?"

[12/25/2012 10:23:28 PM] Sami Brown: "Businessman... Martell, was it? He was paid off. Yslamiri. Never saw it coming." She shook her head. "Messed up my dress. It was a nice one, a gift from Senator Alexi."

[12/25/2012 10:41:29 PM] Ashley A: "I'll get you a better one," Sebastian said off-handedly. "Martell. Wouldn't have said he had it in him... Hm. I'm almost proud. He'll be a fun one to blackmail..."

[12/25/2012 10:44:15 PM] Sami Brown: "He was a coward. Wishy-washy and foolish. Halfway through the meeting I decided it wouldn't be a good fit, before I could say so it went..." she struggled to find the word, the way to explain what her people had no words for. "Dark?"

[12/25/2012 10:53:09 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian considered this for a moment. "What was it like? For it all to go dark?"

[12/26/2012 2:54:50 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda sat, perfectly still for a long moment, reflecting before gently patting the space next to her, beckoning Sebastian to take a place beside her.

"It was like losing your sight and your sense of touch all at once... You're blind and unable to -feel- in the span of seconds. One moment listening to a fidgetty little man speak and the next part of your soul is being wrench out of your chest... A powerful force of natural reduced to a disoriented, blind invalid struggling against a -weak- pathetic-excuse for a man... By a creature smaller than flickercat." She scoffed softly wuth a shake of her head.

"Its terrifying, feeling as though the universe has forsaken you, I wouldn't wish it on my greatest enemy."

[12/26/2012 4:12:19 PM] Ashley A: "I'll wish it on them for you." More and more Sebastian was understanding that strange Miralukan gift as a sort of ranged touch. More like feeling than seeing, a sense of touch that rested in the ethereal.

He drew a breath to speak, to say he'd make sure nothing like this ever happened to her again. But he'd promised not to lie.

[12/26/2012 4:19:08 PM] Sami Brown: "Sebastian... Thank you." Bellinda said softly, resting her hand gently over his forearm.

[12/26/2012 8:45:50 PM] Ashley A: He ran his fingers thoughtfully across the bandages, all precisely and carefully placed. "You really should let me lie," he said, "I can be -quite- charming, you know."

[12/26/2012 8:48:47 PM] Sami Brown: Her smile was weak, but apparent. "You can, but you yourself said lies put distance between people. You'll have to make do with being truthful and charming."

[12/26/2012 9:00:29 PM] Ashley A: "Well there's an oxymoron if I ever heard one. But I -suppose- I can manage."

A shadow brought his attention to the atrium glass. A massive creature drifted by, diamond-shaped with a long, serpentine tail. On either side, the points of the diamonds dropped like wings, gently pushing it through the water.

"Now that's a rare treat, a King ray."

[12/26/2012 9:02:47 PM] Sami Brown: "Why the Atrium?" Bellinda asked, laying back as she regarded the room once more, deep below the surface.

[12/26/2012 9:04:33 PM] Ashley A: "Well, it seemed the next best thing to turning back time." He watched the anenomes twitch under the ray's shadow.

[12/26/2012 9:08:36 PM] Sami Brown: She smiled wider, watching the sea life for yards swim and move, bobbing around the glassed walls of the underwater bubble.

"If you could lie to me, what would you say?"

[12/26/2012 9:47:17 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian leaned back and lay next to Bellinda, feeling her side along his, eyes following the shadows and spots of light as they drifted overhead.

“I would somewhat bashfully admit that I had missed you whenever you were gone, and that it took only a day for me to begin to grow concerned. That at the start of the next day, I called my Sith connection and realized they didn’t know where you were. ‘I started searching then,’ I would say, ‘But it was painfully slow. They lay their webs too deep. For five days and nights I spent every hour searching for you... and every minute made me realize just how much I missed you. Then finally... finally I found you. It was bad enough that they had taken you, but finding you like that, seeing what they’d -done- to you... Having something wretched out of your chest, I know that feeling. Never have I taken such joy in any death as in killing that Ysalamari, seeing you come back to life! I’m so sorry, Bellinda.’” He laced her fingers through his. “’I’m so sorry I let that happen, never again. Never again.’” The words were filled with such passion, such natural intonation, that it was easier to believe in the lie than the truth.

[12/26/2012 9:55:18 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda laid there for a time, her fingers laced carefully with Sebastian's as he spoke. His words caused her heart to race, a knot, one that had formed months before began to worm and wiggle in the pit of stomach as his beautiful lies filled her ears. So convincing, so persuasive. His lies, were in a way exactly what she wanted to hear. She wanted his devotion, his love. But these were things he could not really give. Sweet lies, like poison in her ears could only hurt when she forgot the truth. Sebastian did not love. Sebastian would never love.

"Now, tell me the truth."

[12/26/2012 10:02:12 PM] Ashley A: “I’m never sorry.”

[12/26/2012 10:04:42 PM] Sami Brown: "No, you never are." Her head tilted towards him as though regarding him for a long moment as she thought. "What did you think when you saw me?"

[12/26/2012 10:09:47 PM] Ashley A: “I respected their thoroughness and technique, I found the Ysalamari fascinating. But moreso I was angry, angry because they’d taken you, angry because they’d broken you, because you’re -mine-.” The mand sounded like a child whose toy had been taken. He turned to face her, to look for expression in the empty sockets, which were still bare.

[12/26/2012 10:16:04 PM] Sami Brown: "Possessiveness? Hmm..." Bellinda hummed, rolling very carefully over in the narrow bed to face him. "The closest I'll ever come to love from you." She mused, not angry or resentful, merely thoughtful. Understanding even.

"I'm touched. You consider me -yours-."

[12/26/2012 10:23:25 PM] Ashley A: “I need you,” he said matter-of-factly, resting his forehead against hers. “For purely selfish reasons, but a need is a need.”

[12/26/2012 10:28:56 PM] Sami Brown: Gently, tenderly Bellinda leaned forward and brushed her lips against the bridge of Sebastian's nose in a soft peck. She smiled "I will try to refrain from being taken and broken again." Her voice a soft whisper.

[12/26/2012 10:33:18 PM] Ashley A: “Maybe I should just keep a closer eye on you.” In return he kissed her lips. They were soft and whole again, and he smiled. “Now, you need to rest. You still have a good bit of recovering to do.” Slowly, he stood.

[12/26/2012 10:36:58 PM] Sami Brown: "Sebastian, wait." She said, her voice a soft squeak as he stood, looming over the narrow bed. Bellinda looked uneasy, gently biting her lower lip as she debated what to say, how to express that she didn't want to be alone, left with her thoughts.

"Could you... Stay until I fall back to sleep?" She asked, her voice casual. As if asking him to leave the lights on.

[12/26/2012 10:41:52 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian smiled. Or was it a sneer? “Of course.” He lay back down and rested his cheek on Bellinda’s head, absently stroking her hair. “Would you like a lullaby?”

[12/26/2012 11:02:31 PM] Sami Brown: "If you'd like." She said, wrapping her arms loosely around his form. His closeness was enough, the safety of him nearby. He could sing operatic rock ballads if he so desired, as long as they were close.

[12/26/2012 11:10:23 PM] Ashley A: Tralus, mining planet though it was, had its own little slice of culture, and Sebastian began to sing a lullaby he had learned in his childhood. It dug, slow and steady, deeper and deeper into the earth, until it found the greatest treasure. Bellinda nestled into him as he sang, as if trapping him there, bidding him to stay. She had been still a long while as the last note faded, and Sebastian looked up to watch the Ocean again. “Sometimes, Lin,” he said quietly, “As much as you talk of me tiring of you, I think -I- am the one who should be afraid of losing -your- favor.”

[12/27/2012 7:06:42 PM] Sami Brown: Belinda shivered hard, arms cinching tighter about herself as Sebastian spoke, his hands moving up across her bare skin, leaving pin-pricked gooseflesh in his wake. Her heart had sped up, anxiety bubbling uncomfortably just below the surface, her chest gripped in its vice. Such reactions though were beneath her, weak and revolting, she would not stand for it. "I'm fine, and if you keep prodding at me I'm going to get angry." She seethed, turning her discomfort back against him.

[Moonfire]

And now for the final installment of Mooney and Kella SebBells IMRP!

[12/27/2012 12:23:26 PM] Sami Brown: Sebastian's monthly events were the talk of the Corellian upper class, everyone notable within three systems was in attendence, and Sebastian was sure to impress. His manor home was lively decorated, bright colors in simple designs. Refreshingly modern as the piano man played a variety of classics.

Never one to be predictable, Sebastian arranged for this month's meet as a dinner party. Rich, decadent culinary creations lined the tables, and dish from every culture and refined delicacies could be found in the varied spread. The intermingled pleasantly as the guests indulged in vapid conversation.

Bellinda though was less jovial then those around her, taking periodic gulps of her cocktail as she carefully rearranged to food on her plate to give the appearance of eating. How people could sit and glutton themselves with so much food and self absorbed conversation was beyond her. She glanced towards the host, who seemed to glow in his duties. He enjoyed the attention, or at least the advantages the attention gave him.
[12/27/2012 2:36:05 PM] Ashley A: Though Sebastian was discussing the stock exchange, providing analysis and predictions, reflecting on past trends, his mind was utterly elsewhere. Throughout the night, he had been watching Bellinda, curiosity itching at his mind with all the ferocity of poison ivy. It had taken only a brush with her mind, and he was left craving more.

The cooler he seemed, the more unfeeling he acted -- it was all a symptom of the deeper that need gnawed at him. They had become so close, then since, he had been tested and she had been taken. She was, finally, as she had been before Bieli. Better, even, after Sebastian's meddling. But that was one of the things he needed to know -- did she like being better? Or did her fury still linger? Now that she needed him, what else could he draw out of her mind?

It was addictive. So he watched her, subtly enough to escape the attention of most of the incorrigible gossips at the table -- though not quite all of them. Sebastian knew those glances that were spotted, and remembered, but he couldn't quite bring himself to care. Might as well give them something a little different than usual to talk about.

He also noticed that for all of Bellinda's prodding and pushing at her plate, she had hardly eaten anything. Giving her a look would achieve nothing, but he cast chiding thoughts in her direction, suspecting she'd be able to pick up on the mood.
[12/27/2012 2:50:13 PM | Edited 3:05:06 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda was less obvious in her attentions, though it was something she could afford. Most were still convinced her merely an odd blind woman who had somehow taken Sebastian's fancy and charity. Others weren't quite sure what to make of the ever popular May Lin, Coruscanti Public Relations Rep. Especially with her demure demeanor tonight.

Her outfit, while plain in comparison to the other women's was tasteful. An artfully arranged gown that clung at her waist and gave the illusion of curves, one Sebastian himself had gifted her.

Unwilling to acknowledge the vibes Sebastian shot across the table towards her Bellinda gave up her battle against the food, laying her fork down to concentrate on the bubbly cocktail before her. It was then that a particularly brave woman attempted small talk with the prickly creature.

"My my, Miss Lin was it? I swear I've seen you at everyone of Sebastian's little events lately, yet you're always so quiet! Are you hiding something?" The woman chuckled good naturedly, the other women around her agreeing.

"I'm afraid I have a hard time relating to the vapid and self-absorbed topics of conversation you have to offer." Bellinda said, her voice quite sweet.

Now taken aback, the tall woman attempted to recover.

"I was merely saying that you seem to spend a lot of time here..."

Deftly Bellinda cut her off with a smile, elbow on the table top as she sipped from her drink. "I live here."

"Oh!... Oh. So the nature of your relationship with Mr. Monroe is...?"

"None of your business."
[12/27/2012 3:33:54 PM] Ashley A: The woman gathered her flabbergasted silence into composure as Sebastian himself appeared, having broken from the business conversation to make his cordial rounds.

"Are you enjoying yourselves this evening?" he asked the little pack of woman. Confounded creatures, the way they clumped together like coyotes. As powerful as they thought they were, their teeth bore only the bite of mild embarassment and perhaps a disfavorable word to their particularly powerful lover, who would likely ignore it along with all of the other nagging.

"Oh yes," said the woman who had engaged Bellinda, and the others nodded in echo.

"Have you tried the Ithorian Marzipan? It's quite divine, if I do say so myself."

"Oh, is there more? I thought it had all been eaten."

"Another tray's just been brought out, but I expect it will have a similar fate."

"No time to waste, then," the woman said, glowing from attention from the master himself. Her friends dutifully followed. He might have told her to sample the water and she would have fawned over it like some exotic dish, to earn his good graces.

Sebastian had rested his hand on Bellinda's shoulder, and when the women disappeared, he bent to her ear. "Might I speak with you, Miss Lin? Somewhere private?"
[12/27/2012 3:36:38 PM] Sami Brown: "In private?" Bellinda cocked an eyebrow from beneath her hand embroidered blindfold. "Now, Sebastian what could you possibly have to say to me that all your little friends shouldn't hear?"
[12/27/2012 3:51:06 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian's answer was to stand and step away, his fingers brushing along the back of Bellinda's neck before he slipped away, cordially conversing his way to the East Hall, just beyond the edges of the party. No eye had seen him slip away, but to one he was still in plain view.

There was more than one way to get Bellinda Maskrr's attention.
[12/27/2012 4:04:16 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda sighed lowly, downing the rest of her drink and grabbing another as she walked throw the party, far more inconspicious than the host despite her obvious attempt to leave. All eyes weren't on her, thankfully.

Stepping into the hallway, away from the aggitating party goers and their idiotic debates on what might be fashionable next season.

Stepping blindly into a room, she smile leaning against the door frame>

"Yes, Sebastian? You wanted to speak with me?"
[12/27/2012 4:35:15 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian was leaning on the wall next to the door. The only light came from the moon and its reflection in the sea, and it gave Bellinda's skin a ghostly pale glow.

"I was surprised to hear such uncivil talk. Of course I understand, I find it difficult to refrain from killing them all in some entertaining way, but the challenge is what makes it rewarding. And you understand how fragile those relations can be, which makes me wonder what has inspired this most... uncharacteristic indiscretion." Sebastian sounded more admiring than critical.
[12/27/2012 4:43:05 PM] Sami Brown: Her eyebrow cocked again as she straighened, before limping forward, the door closing behind her with a soft swish of air. The petite woman stood quite comfortably before the much taller man, arms crossed tight over her chest.

"My tolerance for idle pratter is little today. In my defense, shes an idiot." Bellinda said with a casual shrug.
[12/27/2012 4:46:42 PM] Ashley A: "In your disfavor is the fact that you are a woman who prides herself in her restraint. Dear Lin, are you becoming a bit impulsive?" He sounded -hopeful-.
[12/27/2012 4:50:00 PM] Sami Brown: "I was -perfectly- restrained until I was -provoked-." She hissed. "One is allowed to have an off day, right? Perhaps even a string of off days from time to time."
[12/27/2012 4:53:14 PM] Ashley A: "What makes it a string of off-days and not a shift in character? A not unfortunate shift, I might add."
[12/27/2012 4:55:28 PM] Sami Brown: "Reverting back to standard. I assure you Sebastian, this isn't some shift of character for you to pronounce a revelation and ponder for a few days." Bellinda grumbled, shoulders tense.

"I had a decidedly -bad- month. I'm adjusting." Her tone as stiff as her posture.
[12/27/2012 5:33:09 PM] Ashley A: "Bellinda," he lilted her name, "It does not seem that you are adjusting well." He ran his fingers along the back of her arms, bidding her to unknot them, his touch too light to intimidate. "Talk to me," he crooned.
[12/27/2012 5:40:45 PM] Sami Brown: She sighed again, frustrating obvious in her voice. Less to do with Sebastian's infernal prodding and more to do with her frustration in herself.

"I just can't sit there and listen to them talk about their useless, inane lives. Its infruriating. They're wastes of oxygen. Worthless."
[12/27/2012 5:43:17 PM] Ashley A: "They're worth the enjoyment of watching them run in circles." Sebastian shrugged. "But that's not what's really bothering you, is it?"
[12/27/2012 5:47:24 PM] Sami Brown: "I- I don't know..." Her head shook back and forth, arms tightening their hold around her. "I'm fine."
[12/27/2012 6:00:28 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian ran his fingers along the backs of her forearms. Even in the dim light he could see the tension trembling under her skin.

"I don't think you are. I think you are distinctly -not- fine. But you just keep wrapping it up in knots, and it's not going to go away..." He smoothed his hands over her shoulders.
[12/27/2012 8:06:11 PM] Sami Brown: Belinda shivered hard, arms cinching tighter about herself as Sebastian spoke, his hands moving up across her bare skin, leaving pin-pricked gooseflesh in his wake. Her heart had sped up, anxiety bubbling uncomfortably just below the surface, her chest gripped in its vice. Such reactions though were beneath her, weak and revolting, she would not stand for it. "I'm fine, and if you keep prodding at me I'm going to get angry." She seethed, turning her discomfort back against him.
[12/27/2012 8:27:26 PM] Ashley A: He sighed and took a half step back, leaving cold space between them.

"As you wish," he said reluctantly. "But can you blame me for being curious? For being fascinated... captivated by you?"
[12/27/2012 8:36:15 PM] Sami Brown: And surprisingly, Sebastian let go, backing away almost apologetically.

"Captivated?" She echoed, her face softened. Bellinda almost felt bad now, the tone of his voice -almost- wounded by her inability to share with him.
[12/27/2012 8:37:49 PM] Ashley A: "Utterly," he said, as if the revelation pained him.
[12/27/2012 8:40:52 PM] Sami Brown: "How... How so?" Bellinda asked, eyebrow raised as though appraising the man with great suspicion.
[12/27/2012 8:57:27 PM] Ashley A: "Just... I don't -understand- you. I don't -get- you. Whenever you're around I find myself watching you, looking for any little clue and when you're not, I'm thinking back to our last conversation. And when I'm falling asleep, I'm wondering, and when I'm watching the ocean I wonder what it -feels- like to see how you see. Every other puzzle I've worked on this long, known this well, I've solved, but you... Not you. You make no sense to me, and I hate that and I love that I hate it..."
[12/27/2012 9:11:24 PM] Sami Brown: A smile tugged at Bellinda's lips as Sebastian explained himself. Explained, now in far greater detail his feelings for her, why he needed her. It easy for her to say, she loved him despite her instincts, despite -knowing- better. She needed him like a fish needed water, or a bird needed sky. It was essential, necessary for sustaining proper life. He was her air.

But his selfish need for her, for the endless challenge, touched her. Perhaps before it would have been unsettling, to have someone so driven to understand and puzzle you out, but it only caused her to love him more, in her unselfish way.

Her smile was soft, barely there. "I don't know why you're having such a hard time. I
[12/27/2012 9:11:42 PM] Sami Brown: *I'm not particularly complicated."
[12/27/2012 9:20:01 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian laughed, but in an exasperated, almost frustrated sort of way. "Yes, well, I'd rather believe that you are, my pride would be somewhat less wounded."
[12/27/2012 9:24:17 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda stepped forward, closing the gap between them, a hand reaching to gently brush his own. "I could help you, you know? What have you figured out, and I'll try to fill in the gaps?" She said softly, face tilted up to him. To see him frustrated, exasperated made her want to help him, to stroke his hair and tell him every secret she knew.
[12/27/2012 9:33:57 PM] Ashley A: It had worked, drawing Bellinda to him, but Sebastian was no longer a step ahead. His curiosity had breached the surface of his mind and the surface had fallen away.

"The power you wield is... awe-inspiring and yet, you seem to owe some... Obligation to some arbitrary standard, this can be done at this can't, but -why-? Why not simple -be- what you are?"
[12/27/2012 9:43:58 PM | Edited 9:44:12 PM] Sami Brown: "My standards are far from arbitrary, Seb." She said softly, running her fingers gently over his forearm.

"My convictions are more than just randomly placed feelings, dotting a flat landscape like so many hills. They are -who- I am. -What- I am. It is my calling to protect those who can't protect themselves. To stop those who abuse the downtrodden. It is so much more than subjecting myself to unnecessary responsibility. It is my mission, my purpose... I have made great sacrifices to fulfill this purpose, but without it I am lost." She shook her head, knowing her wouldn't understand.

"You hunger to understand. To work and figure and puzzle out. Do you see a life of contentment and happiness after you've figured me out? Will you be satisified, or will you hunger even more to find a greater challenge?"
[12/27/2012 10:05:59 PM] Ashley A: It had worked, drawing Bellinda to him, but Sebastian was no longer a step ahead. His curiosity had breached the surface of his mind and the surface had fallen away.

"The power you wield is... awe-inspiring and yet, you seem to owe some... Obligation to some arbitrary standard, this can be done at this can't, but -why-? Why not simple -be- what you are?"
[12/27/2012 10:08:25 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian could not comprehend what Bellinda meant, but he would remember her words exactly, and mull them, again and again.

"If I wanted 'Contentment' and 'happiness', they would not be for me. Whatever the end may be, I will let it find me, I have little interest in predicting it."

He cupped her face in his hand. "I'll probably end up dying horribly to my honorable nemesis, it's how things tend to to for villains."
[12/27/2012 10:09:55 PM] Sami Brown: "You're not a villian..." She trailed off, nuzzling her face gently into his palm. "I don't think you even have a nemesis."
[12/27/2012 10:16:48 PM] Ashley A: "Of course I am," Sebastian said, drawing her closer. "I'm incorrigibly selfish. Though perhaps a bit too careful for a nemesis just yet. Unless you're my undoing." His arms slid around her as he rested his forehead against hers.
[12/27/2012 10:28:00 PM] Sami Brown: "That would be quite the final confrontation." She murmured absently. Such an ending was impossible though. Try as she might she'd be unable to hurt him in any lasting way.

His arms snaked their way around her and once more her heart sped up, the anxiety still bubbled lazily beneath the skin, but overwhelmed by the way he made her blood race with his most casual touch.

Damn this infernal man and his effect on her.
[12/27/2012 10:33:34 PM] Ashley A: "I don't think I'd mind," he murmured, kissing her lightly, invitingly.
[12/27/2012 10:39:42 PM | Edited 11:06:54 PM] Sami Brown: The fire bloomed against her lips, spreading swiftly as his breath seemed to envelope her. With the lightest of hands Bellinda wrapped her arms about Sebastian's neck, holding herself close as she returned his kiss tenderly.

"I love you," She whispered gently, so small and soft like an exhale between breaths before pressing herself in for another soft kiss, almost an apology.
[12/27/2012 11:03:45 PM] Ashley A: "I need you," he replied, pulling her closer, her whole length pressing against him. His eyes he surrendered to the darkness, and he felt her shape, felt her movement in perhaps a shadow of the way she saw. His hands found the edges of her ribcage, the bones of her hips, traced the curve of her spine with the firm gentleness of a painter's brush.

Closer, as if to find something deep within her, closer, as if the heat that flowed between them held knowledge, as if he could hear her words by tasting her tongue and know her heart by feeling her chest.

Slowly, the heat was melting his restraint like a candle to wax.
[12/27/2012 11:20:53 PM | Edited 11:22:23 PM] Sami Brown: It smoldered just beneath her skin, every touch, every instance of skin meeting skin set off another ember. With clumsy hands Bellinda pressed herself ernestly into Sebastian's grasp, relishing in the sparks his roving hands set off, threatening to ignite the air around them. His words only served to stoke the flash of heat that threatened to consume her.

Bellinda burned at his touch, writhing her in desire, a want she didn't know or understand. Her fingers twisted in his hair, standing on the very tips of her toes as she pressed closer, harder, warmer into his hungry embrace.

The flame licked at her self control, dizzying and intoxicating.
[12/27/2012 11:53:02 PM] Ashley A: She was uncertain, inexperienced, but eager, and so not only was he explorer, but also guide. With one hand, he undid the buttons on his shirt, with the other he pushed the boundaries made by her dress, seeking out the softness of her skin.

Then, he took her hands in his and placed them on his chest. "Do you remember when I told you seeing is like feeling?" Anticipation trembled in the space between them, with his wavering breath. "-See- me." He pulled her lips back to his with even more fervor, fingers running through her hair, along her neck.
[12/28/2012 10:48:17 AM] Sami Brown: And so Belinda saw. Long slender fingers danced across the plains of Sebastian's defined chest, her lips accepting his as she explored. Hesitant at first, but growing in boldness Belinda learned the curves of his muscles, the ripples of his strong back and the slopes of his vertebrae beneath the copper skin. With a painters touch she moved, purposefully and determined, but curious, unsure of what she'd fine. As they kissed Belinda committed in excruciating detail the map of Sebastian she had engraved within her mind, fingers running eagerly across her subject.
[12/28/2012 12:29:53 PM] Ashley A: Not far away, within the constant babble that was party conversation, the fine grain alcohol was working into the minds and loosening the inhibitions of another couple. That couple was Oriander Lundi and his plus-one, a voluptuous woman named Beatrice Norm, who was helping him to pave his corporate empire with her talent for drawing male attention and affection.

At the present, Oriander was having trouble keeping a handle on his attentions. It was no lack of earnestness or effort that kept the businessman from reaching the level of success he craved, the level that he saw embodied in one Sebastian Monroe. Rather, it was a simple lack of intelligence.

That same lack encouraged him into the East hallway, Beatrice's giggles close behind, and through the closest door, despite its being closed. What he saw required closer examination, and when he flipped on the light, the resulting sight brought Beatrice's hand to her month to stifle an exclamation of utter horror.

Sebastian winced as the light flooded his eyes. He tightened his grip on Bellinda possessively, waiting for the searing in his eyes to fade and reveal the trespasser.

"Good evening Lundi, Norm," he said with cordiality, despite the disdain in his expression. "I'm sorry but this room is currently occupied."

"Well, I never!" Beatrice exclaimed, shrill and grating.
[12/28/2012 12:51:07 PM] Sami Brown: While light did little to phase Belinda the soft click of the switch followed by the piercing shriek of the buxom woman caught Herr attention. Sebastian held her tightly as he struggled to make out the offender. The screams owner, Beatrice Norm made yet another exclamation, much to Bellinda's chagrin. "I hope we haven't hurt your delicate sensibilities," Bellinda muttered through a sneer, staying in place. Her face, while high with blush under the disheveled red hair, was serene and unfettered. "Now, if you'll excuse us, I do believe you owe the party an explanation."
[12/28/2012 7:09:52 PM] Ashley A: "-Us- owing an explanation," Oriander huffed, finally finding his voice, "What about -your- explanation?"

"What about it?" Sebastian replied flatly. "This is my house. Now, if I were creeping about some other man's house, now that... -that- would be embarrassing."

Both Oriander and Beatrice flushed bright red, but did not have the insight or presence of mind to leave. Sebastian sighed deeply, resting his head on Bellinda's shoulder, kissing the base of her neck. "They aren't going to leave us alone," he murmured, reluctantly standing to his full height. "Shoo shoo," he said to the other couple, as if he were speaking to a daft child. "We'll be along shortly. "

"I'm not sure..." Oriander started, and the words themselves seemed to make him undecided as how to finish. Sebastian shrugged, and muttered "Voyeuristic tendencies," at Bellinda, while rebuttoning his shirt. "We always do have the worst timing," he continued, running his fingers through her hair to set it back in order. It fell just to her shoulder, but the other signs of Bieli's meddling were invisible.

Oriander and Beatrice looked exceedingly uncomfortable.
[12/28/2012 8:10:53 PM] Sami Brown: With a sigh Bellinda untangled herself from Sebastian's arms, shooting a deeply creased frown at the pair. "These are the sort of people that grate me. Mouths agape wasting my precious oxygen." She muttered, light fingers moving to adjust and rearrange her gown, pushed aside in the fray. Another hand sought to fix and smooth her hair, scrunched by Sebastian's roving fingers. "The worst," she agreed before shooting another scowl at the unwelcome pair. "Please, take a picture... It'll last longer."
[12/28/2012 8:20:45 PM] Ashley A: "Ohhh, but then we'd be in the -tabloids-," Sebastian crooned, tugging his cuffs straight. "I wonder what the headline would be..." He took a half step back to survey Bellinda, making sure she was all in order. He smoothed her blindfold, then seemed satisfied. He caught his reflection in the window and straightened his collar, tousling his own hair into a more fashionable state. It had previously been oiled neatly back, that would give the rest of them something to talk about.
[12/28/2012 8:25:08 PM] Sami Brown: "Resident Corellian Bachelor of the year caught slumming with blind invalid at party, the shocking tell all from one appalled guest." Bellinda joked, finger's running over her blindfold, double checking.
[12/28/2012 8:40:39 PM] Sami Brown: "Should I... Have a frank discussion with them about how they didn't see anything?" She asked thoughtfully, as though they weren't in the room.
[12/28/2012 8:51:17 PM] Ashley A: The preening served to smooth over the sour annoyance that had poured into Sebastian's mood.

"Their brains are rather hollow, like water balloons. I think they'd pop. Not that I'd mind," he said, surveying them, "but it would be a breach of etiquette, I do believe." Their blushed drained to pale white.
[12/28/2012 8:53:37 PM] Sami Brown: "You're right, terribly vulgar and unbecoming, another time then."
[12/28/2012 8:58:31 PM] Ashley A: "Another time indeed."

Sebastian held out an arm to Bellinda, and they stepped toward the door. His look of complete and utter disdain was, for once, entirely unmasked. "Just why was it that you happened into the east wing, Mr. Lundi?"

"I-- we, um --- Well, heard something... I--"

"That's what I thought. Better wait a moment before coming back to the party, wouldn't want to cause a -scandal-."

Oriander nodded stiffly and Sebastian swept Bellinda back into the light and the sound of the party.

"Now -I'm- feeling rather weary of the lot," he said under his breath.
[12/28/2012 9:03:41 PM] Sami Brown: "If you'd like... Perhaps a vast majority of guests could have a nagging headache come on." Bellinda teased, one arm looped through Sebastian's, the other clutching to smooth, worn cane as the stepped back into the outskirts of the party.
[12/28/2012 9:26:20 PM] Ashley A: "Nothing too inconspicuous, I can't have them doubting my cooking staff. But... Here and there..." He grinned devilishly.

Despite Sebastian's experience with such affairs as dinner parties, the last hour drug laboriously on. He remained close to Bellinda, conspicuously so, but with a veiled challenge in his expression. The more perceptive guests steered clear, the more vapid continued with their empty conversation.

The social elite had a deeply engrained running clock, and with perfectly coordinated timing the guests streamed steadily out. Oriander and Beatrice had left quite a bit earlier, as Beatrice was holding her head and 'no longer felt quite well'.

Sebastian was rarely so happy to conclude a party as when the last guest offered a cordial wave from the driveway. Bellinda, of course, was rather more than a guest, and Sebastian gratefully returned inside.

He found the woman in the sitting room and lifted her hands in his.

"They finished all the cocktails but I still have some brandy tucked away, care for another drink?" He smiled softly.
[12/28/2012 9:37:11 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda returned the expression. "I could use a drink, after rifling around in that crowd's heads." Her fingers wrapped carefully about his forearm, resting her head on his shoulder. "For a group of business geniuses and gurus they're all rather empty headed"
[12/28/2012 9:44:35 PM] Ashley A: "Indeed. I think I could collect some rather profound insights on that matter, if I actually cared."

With a gesture, Sebastian communicated his request to Ramadhin, who was overseeing clean-up. He lead Bellinda into a sitting room in the west wing, where at their movement a fire spring to life in a basin in the middle of the room, and the sea breeze stirred chimes through the open window. As Sebastian sat on a long, low couch, Bellinda at his side, Ramadhin appeared and placed a tray with a bottle of brandy and two glasses on the table, filling each before disappearing again.
[12/28/2012 9:56:42 PM] Sami Brown: Belinda smiled, looking over the room. Its decor, too the human eye was simple, plain even. But she had added her touch, wind chimes in the window, swatches of smooth and elegantly textured fabric draped across the walls. Taking the glass in hand Belinda settled a respectful distance away on the couch, curling up into the corner. "Isn't this the room where we thwarted your would-be assassin?"
[12/28/2012 10:03:06 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian flipped back through the memories. "It is indeed," he said thoughtfully, taking a swig of brandy. "That feels like a very long time ago."

He looked at the little woman, nestled in the corner of the couch, remembering the feeling of awe at seeing her reduce the man to a vegetable before his eyes. He wished she would sit closer.
[12/28/2012 10:09:23 PM] Sami Brown: "It was a long time ago... You kissed me for the first time that night." She observed thoughtfully, sipping from the chilled glass, memory flicking back to all that had happened in the past year.
[12/28/2012 10:29:28 PM] Ashley A: "As I remember, that sent you quite amuddle." Sebastian grinned. He stretched off the stiff formality of the evening, feeling the familiar tightness of his scar, one arm falling along the back of the couch toward Bellinda, the other procuring another mouthful of brandy.
[12/28/2012 10:38:49 PM] Sami Brown: "Quite." She sipped again, pensive. "I spent a long time puzzling that evening and the next day out... Why did you?" She asked, tilting her face towards him.
[12/28/2012 10:39:58 PM] Ashley A: "Why did I what?" He grinned.
[12/28/2012 10:42:00 PM] Sami Brown: "Kiss me. I was half asleep and drunk, you took me out onto the porch, asked me if I'd ever been kissed and then kissed me. Why?"
[12/28/2012 11:05:02 PM] Ashley A: For a moment, he thought she was making a demand. His heart piqued and the fingers nearest her twitched before his mind caught up to her meaning. Sebastian's thumb ringed the rim of his glass in the pause of thought. Or disappointment. "I wanted to see what you would do. Innocence is particularly rare these days and your brand of it... quite unique."
[12/28/2012 11:09:15 PM] Sami Brown: "I see." She nodded, taking a deeper sip of her own drink, relishing in the smooth burn as it went down. "Well, for what its worth, I enjoyed it. Though I'm sure you knew that already."
[12/28/2012 11:17:08 PM] Ashley A: "Something in the way you kept coming back for more," he purred. Why then would she relegate herself to that far corner, to conversational distance, why would she not come and lean against him as she had then? So that he could feel her breath and her heartbeat, so ponderously small. "That was rather unexpected." He liked that sort of unexpected, but not so much this.
[12/28/2012 11:22:46 PM] Sami Brown: "It was..." She mused again, curled up in her little ball, fingers running absently running over her cane. A smile
[12/28/2012 11:24:21 PM] Sami Brown: Found its way across her lips as she swished the amber liquid in her cup, taking a small, sweet sip. "I'm... I'm happy. With how things turned out."
[12/28/2012 11:29:46 PM] Ashley A: "Are you?" A spontaneous smile mirrored hers. Amazing the way expressions were expressions, whether one had ever seen them or not. They were innate, inherent, needed neither logic not learning. He was hopeful, boyish even.

"My life would certainly be quite different, without you. Quite boring, though I wouldn't have known it."
[12/28/2012 11:35:54 PM] Sami Brown: "I'm quite happy." She nodded. "I'm glad I could shake things up a hi
[12/28/2012 11:36:07 PM] Sami Brown: *a bit."
[12/28/2012 11:38:16 PM] Ashley A: "Are you?" A spontaneous smile mirrored hers. Amazing the way expressions were expressions, whether one had ever seen them or not. They were innate, inherent, needed neither logic not learning. He was hopeful, boyish even.

"My life would certainly be quite different, without you. Quite boring, though I wouldn't have known it."
[12/28/2012 11:40:31 PM] Ashley A: Oops. =P
[12/28/2012 11:40:41 PM] Ashley A: "More than a bit," Sebastian laughed. The breeze picked up and sent the fire flickering off of the trembling chimes and their notes. He watched the chimes dance, and murmured almost to himself. "I'm not used to caring."
[12/28/2012 11:47:06 PM] Sami Brown: As the breeze picked up and shiver ran down Bellinda's spine, the cool breeze chilling her skin. Shifting she gingerly scooted closer to Sebastian on the couch, unabashedly nuzzling into his warmth. "You fascinate me, Seb." Her voice quiet and sweet. "There is no one quite like you."
[12/28/2012 11:53:05 PM] Ashley A: "Hey," he said, wrapping his arm around her, "That's -my- line." There was her breath, there the sensation of the lightness and smallness of her movements. He could break her so easily, and yet, his life was inextricably tangled with her, now.
[12/28/2012 11:57:53 PM] Sami Brown: "Hey, we can't all be super geniuses with great lines, sometimes we need to borrow from others. Actors and comedians have teams of writers, I merely snag a couple of yours. A fair trade, I assure you.'' Bellinda pressed closer, enjoying their comforting warmth of his arm around her tiny frame.
[12/29/2012 12:06:58 AM] Ashley A: "Oh alright, I see," Sebastian teased. He was surprised when the compliment made him feel more relieved than victorious, and that bemusement drew him down to kiss her hair, to remember her smell. His fingertips wandered absently along her arm.

"What am I getting from this trade?"
[12/29/2012 12:10:53 AM] Sami Brown: "My charming company and how did you put it.. Crushing all the little police men?" She smiled, leaning to gently peck his hand, working its way up her forearm affectionately. She couldn't remember a time she felt this content, this comfortable.
[12/29/2012 12:15:06 AM] Ashley A: "Oh -yes-, I do so like it when you crush people..."

Sebastian set his glass on the side table and ran cold fingers along Bellinda's cheek, beckoning her to face him.
[12/29/2012 12:22:44 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda turned to face him, quivering from the sensation of his cold hand against her warm, flushed cheek. For a long moment she merely stared, his face a blank canvas filled in only by her mental map, surrounded by his shimmer aura.
[12/29/2012 12:29:37 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian's fingers slid into her hair, to cradle her head as he kissed her tenderly, lips enveloping hers, heat in his chest and fire where she leaned against him.

He had known other women who had brought him more pleasure, who had inspired more lust, but none had captured him so completely, from the mind out, as that little blind invalid.
[12/29/2012 12:36:03 AM] Sami Brown: A soft, breathless sigh escaped Bellinda's lips between kisses as Sebastian held her, pulling her close again. The moment was sincere, sweet, but below the surface something in Belinda stirred unpleasantly. The monster that gnawed at her, twisting knots inside her wrenched at her guts. This would not be a simple kiss, the tearing away of clothes and shame at the party had proven that. No, this was leading to somewhere -more-. An unfamiliar and frightening place.
[12/29/2012 12:52:03 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian smiled as he kissed her, earnest, honored. He was careful, wary of pushing, but her unspoken permission beckoned him forward. His fingers moved down the back of her neck, away from the familiar territory and into new terrain, gently pulling her dress away from her shoulder blades. His mind craved the next bend, to come over the mountain peak and see this new valley laid out before him.
[12/29/2012 12:59:30 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's breath caught in her throat, feeling Sebastian's hands moving deftly across her back, peeling away the edges of her elegant gown. The anxiety held her, her body stiffening despite her desperate wish to continue, to lose herself in the throws of her passions again. But it was too late the seed planted and taking root, panic filling her. Suddenly, but striving to be gentle the tiny woman pulled away, her conflict apparent on her face. "I'm sorry... I've drunk too much." She explained lamely,ma single arm holding her dress in place as she stoop up, untangling herself from him. "I should get to sleep... Goodnight." And without another word, not even pausing to hear his protest she slipped out, all but running down the hall to her bed chamber.
[12/29/2012 1:17:02 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian was at once confounded and crestfallen. Her sudden absence left not only a chill on his skin, but a hollowness in his chest, as if she had taken some piece of her with him. He listened to her words for any explanation or motivation, and found them empty, and so he watched her leave with the helpless, defeated expression of a dog left staring out the window.

And even after she had left, he watched the darkness for a minute, hoping that she would reappear, even with anger.

Finally Sebastian folded, resting his elbows on his knees and reclaiming his brandy glass. It was empty. Without art or elegance, he filled the glass nearly to the brim and then promptly drained it, head falling to his hand as a different kind of fire burned its way into his chest. He took a deep breath and shook the lightness into his head.

Sebastian leaned back on the couch, looking around as though lost, and watched the fire lick back and forth until his eyes could no longer focus.

What had he done wrong?
[12/29/2012 11:12:09 AM] Sami Brown: Belinda spent the night sitting in the comfortable chair in her bedroom, facing the window. Perhaps to the casual observer Bellinda looked to be staring out as the rolling ocean from her window, though this could not be more untrue. Bellinda sat, contemplating the night's events as she watched. Her mind followed Sebastian as he sat, disappointed and confused in the room for a long time before moving back to his side of the manor. As morning broke Belinda had only a few, spotty hours of sleep, plagued by the ants crawling in her skin. With a long, sigh she gave up and gathered herself, dressing and washing for the day, a hopefully uneventful one.
[12/29/2012 11:13:18 AM] Sami Brown: But first, she had something to settle. Quickly, Belinda was able to locate the ever present butler, Ramahdin and asked in her small voice where Sebastian was.
[12/29/2012 11:31:29 AM] Ashley A: "The master has retired to his study," Ramadhin reported. "Should I call him for you?"
[12/29/2012 11:36:29 AM] Sami Brown: "No, no... I'll just drop in, thank you." Bellinda said with a nod, wringing her hands together as she limped towards the study. She had visited it several times, usually on her way to the lair, but rarely did she find Sebastian actually sitting in his study. Gently she tapped on the great wooden door, before slowly twisting the knob. "Seb?"
[12/29/2012 12:02:24 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian stood by a black slate that hung on the wall, stylus in hand, tapping out equations that glowed white along the slate. He paused, glancing over the calculations, and with a grimace pressed a button that erased the slate. Immediately he began writing again, numbers streaming across the slate.

"Seb?"

He froze. "Come in."
[12/29/2012 12:08:49 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda looked in, peeking around the corner of the door before letting herself in, closing the large heavy door behind her. "Hi... Hope I'm not interrupting anything."
[12/29/2012 12:22:00 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian set the stylus at the base of the slate and turned to face Bellinda.

"Nothing that can't be resumed later."

His usual lightness was subdued, and he watched Bellinda thoughtfully.
[12/29/2012 12:34:14 PM] Sami Brown: "Okay." She said stepping more, feeling the ants running over her skin. She stood for a long moment, hangs wringing together. "I... I was wondering if you'd help me with decorating the west wing. I'm rather... Vision less and the task is rather daunting."
[12/29/2012 12:48:31 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian didn't answer for some time, which he spend eying Bellinda analytically. "Alright," he said finally, but that was all he said, as he collected his data pad from the desk and stepping out from behind it. Still more than a conversational distance away, he gave Bellinda an expectant look.
[12/29/2012 12:52:24 PM] Sami Brown: Belinda stepped forward, her face twisted in a concerned expression, the ants moved with more fervor, writhing and wiggling over her as she tried to bridge the gap between them. "Sebastian, about last night," she squeaked words catching in her throats as her heart began to pound relentless.
[12/29/2012 12:56:29 PM] Ashley A: She couldn't see his imploring look. But he was wary of breaking the fragile confession, and so he remained silent, waiting patiently for Bellinda to find her words.
[12/29/2012 1:02:28 PM] Sami Brown: "I'm so sorry," Belinda started, her voice still cracking. "I ran off on you like that last night, it wasn't fair to you. You did nothing wrong."
[12/29/2012 1:15:21 PM] Ashley A: That was not the answer he had expected, and he wished that she had given him the blame. Guilt he could charm his way out of, reluctant morals crumbled easily. But this... he didn't know what to do with this.

Sebastian rubbed a hand at the base of his neck, eyes searching the floor for any clues. His jaw tightened, his thumb tapped against his thigh, as he turned the puzzle around in his head. And still he couldn't find any seams, any idea as to how it came apart.

"Why did you leave, then?"
[12/29/2012 1:24:02 PM] Sami Brown: His voice, that was what had done it. The way he spoke and stood betrayed his feelings, the aloofness he had started their conversation with. Could she bring herself to admit the truth she wanted locked away. "Ever since Bieli... I've had some conflicting feelings. I'm... My chest is tight and breathing is hard. It feels like bugs on my skin and I start to panic over nothing," her mouth was dry and throaty. "I've tried to hide my-my fear with anger..." She shook her head, hands wrapping about herself in a hug.
[12/29/2012 1:27:57 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian started to move toward her, but he hesitated. "Why are you afraid?"
[12/29/2012 1:34:48 PM] Sami Brown: "I don't know." She admitted. "Everything puts me on edge, the only time I'm server comfortable anymore is with you... And then yesterday... I ruined everything with my weakness." She spat out the last word with utter disgust.
[12/29/2012 2:00:34 PM] Ashley A: For once, Sebastian did not know what to say. The manipulations, they came easily. To ease, to smooth away, to lure. But the truth?

The truth was a different matter.

Bieli. Had Sebastian, in his selfishness, in his delay, kept from himself this greater prize? Yet, even then he could offer no remorse toward Bellinda's suffering. But she still wanted him. He could hear in her voice, in her self-anger just how much.

Sebastian leaned back against the desk. "You..." he held a hand to his forehead and smiled wryly. "You really... sent me for a loop there, you know that?" So he'd found some truth.
[12/29/2012 2:09:10 PM] Sami Brown: "I just wanted to let you know you didn't do anything wrong, I'm sorry if you thought otherwise." Bellinda concluded, the ants writhing all around her skin, pulse pounding rapidly. "That's all, I'll go." She said, with a quick nod and twisted for the door.
[12/29/2012 2:26:22 PM] Ashley A: "Wait, Lin..." He stood. "What am I supposed to do with that? Just... Wait? For you to come back?"
[12/29/2012 2:31:09 PM] Sami Brown: "Seb, I love you. But I'm scared, and I'm... I'm broken and you deserve better." She fretted in the doorway, unable to face him, to let him see her trembling. "I don't know what I'm doing."
[12/29/2012 3:04:31 PM] Ashley A: "Lin," Sebastian laughed, miffed as to where to start. She really didn't understand who or what he was, or perhaps she did and just wouldn't admit it to herself.

"Lin, it doesn't matter, I want -you-. I want your confounding inconsistencies and your contradictions and your paradoxes. Don't... Be sorry, if you want something, take it. Take it from me."
[12/29/2012 3:09:40 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda stood, stock still for a long while before turning back to him. "Could you just... Just, hold me. For a minute." She said, biting gently at her lower lip. "Just hold me and lie to me and tell me that its okay for me to be scared and that I'll be okay."
[12/29/2012 3:19:14 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian slowly closed the distance between them. He wrapped his arms around her, around her smallness, and rested his chin on her head and stroked her hair.

"You're going to be okay, Bellinda. It's alright to be scared; horrible, frightening things have happened to you. But you don't have to be afraid. I'm here for you, I'll always be here for you."
[12/29/2012 3:23:38 PM] Sami Brown: Belinda stood, allowing herself to melt into Sebastian's arm, letting him hold her tight and say his lines in silence. His words were so comforting, expressed with such sincerity she might have thought they were true, hoping even. "Thank you. I needed that."
[12/29/2012 3:39:46 PM] Sami Brown: A weak smile spread across her pallid face as she looked up at him before leaning up on the very tips of her toes, kissing him warmly.
[12/29/2012 6:01:47 PM] Ashley A: It felt like playing with fire, kissing her back. What fuses lurked under the surface? The danger, the risk, the challenge made that simple kiss thrilling. Would she let it last?
[12/29/2012 7:21:04 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda pressed into him further, her kisses sweet and soft, an extension of her apology, inviting him to hold her tighter, kiss her deeper. It was all going to be okay.
[12/29/2012 7:56:12 PM] Ashley A: Bellinda was setting the standard now, the pace, and Sebastian liked that, not knowing what was coming next. He did as she asked, he pulled her closer and searched for her thoughts past the words she spoke. He could be what she wanted, because she was what he needed.
[12/29/2012 8:15:56 PM] Sami Brown: Her fingers moved to curl into his hair, kissing at his neck. "I'm not scared anymore." She whispered in his ear.
[12/29/2012 10:29:49 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian swept Bellinda off of her feet, cradling her and lifting her to his lips. He kissed her forehead and smiled against her skin, then whispered, "Come with me."

There was suddenly a rap at the door. "Master," Ramadhin said, "Your appointment has arrived."

"Hm." Sebastian ran his fingers under Bellinda's blindfold, pushing it back. "Something has come up. I am quite," he kissed one of the hollows, "quite," then the other, "busy."

"Yes master," Ramadhin replied lazily.

He kissed Bellinda again, with a sort of defiant victory over the meddling of bad timing. He hardly needed to look to move through the motions of his secret lock, which perhaps Bellinda would notice were somewhat simpler than the last time.

Once more, the stairs began to sink through the floor. Sebastian didn't wait, but rather stepped onto a stone as it ground downwards.

"Still not scared?" He whispered.
[12/29/2012 11:14:18 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda's small arms wrapped about his neck, fingers running through his curls as she kissed him, gently he pulled her away, his lips brushing against the smooth skin of her forehead, a grin spreading across her face. The knock at the door caught her attention, a sour expression crossing her face as Ramadhin spoke, informing of an appointment. Without missing a beat Sebastian pushed away the meeting, kissing the empty sockets beneath her blindfold, the brush of his lips against the thin skin enticing a giggle from her. To hell with timing, they'd make their own time! A simple swirl of Sebastian's hands and the stones sank away, revealing the subterranean lair. "Not at all," she whispered back, kissing at his neck as they stepped, her fingers gently touching the back of his neck.
[12/29/2012 11:36:01 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian carried Bellinda into a room were she had not yet been. It was small and sparsely furnished, with a bed and a shelf and a thick glass window that afforded a little glimpse of the sea.

"This is where I come," he said, looking around as if for the first time, "When I'm tired of the world. Just the fish and I." The memory of her kisses tingled on his neck. "And now you."
[12/29/2012 11:45:28 PM] Sami Brown: Bellinda looked about the room, even she could appreciate the minimalism, the fish swimming lazily by. "Thank you for sharing with me." She smiled, pressing Herr cheek against his, feeling the slight roughness of his fashionable stubble before gently planting a kiss on the apple of his cheek.
[12/29/2012 11:51:58 PM] Ashley A: Sebastian looked down at Bellinda in his arms, almost like a child, but infinitely more.

"There's so much more to show you," he whispered.
[12/29/2012 11:55:14 PM] Sami Brown: "Oh?" She asked, nuzzling her face into the hollow of his neck. "Show me."
[12/30/2012 12:11:34 AM] Ashley A: Sebastian needed no more permission. As they fell back onto the bed, Bellinda's lightness on his chest, he took her hand and finally lead her over the peak, to see all that lay before them, waiting. Together they explored the mountains and the valleys, the roaring rush of the river and the gentle give and take of the meadow grass. Thrill and ecstasy lay around every corner. At long last the sun set, leaving them quiet and still under the moonlight that set shadows of minnows and grouper on the glass.
[12/30/2012 12:34:44 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda stirred awake a few hours later, the moonlight filtering through the window as the fish swam by slowly. Sebastian's fingers gently stroked her hair, running gently through the tangled strands. Seeking his warmth she scooted closer, wrapping her thin arm about his abdomen. "How long have you been up?" She asked, kissing his shoulder.
[12/30/2012 12:39:07 AM] Ashley A: "Longer than a minute and less than a while," he said with a smile.
[12/30/2012 12:41:14 AM] Sami Brown: She laughed against the smooth skin of his arm. "Not too long then, good."
[12/30/2012 12:43:35 AM] Ashley A: "And why do you say that?" He brushed a strand of hair out of her face.
[12/30/2012 12:48:19 AM] Sami Brown: ''Its no fun to lay awake with just your thoughts." She said, looking up towards the ceiling, the cool breeze of the climate control making her uniquely aware of her bare face, the blindfold discarded long ago.
[12/30/2012 12:54:31 AM] Ashley A: "I don't particularly mind." Sebastian's fingers wandered from her hair to the space between her shoulder blades.
[12/30/2012 12:58:39 AM] Sami Brown: Bellinda purred as the fingers found their way, stretching to give him more room to roam."You know," she started thoughtfully. "This morning I was so concerned with everything I forgot to mention... Is there a particular reason my clothes seems to be getting tighter when I've had to little appetite lately?" She asked, an eyebrow cocked, with great suspicion.
[12/30/2012 1:03:39 AM] Ashley A: "I may have taken... Certain liberties," his fingers ran down her spine to her hips, "With your nutrition while I was nursing you back to life. And yet," he muttered affectionately, "Still like making love to a wire coat hanger."
[12/30/2012 1:05:40 AM | Edited 1:06:06 AM] Sami Brown: "Hmph." She mumbled, almost indignant if not for the wide grin across her face. "You weren't complaining at the time."
[11:53:02 AM] Ashley A: "Yes, but I'm complaining now. Let's go get you some breakfast," he said, grinning impishly and sweeping Bellinda out of bed.