Post by Talau the Ever-Lurking on Dec 8, 2009 4:00:07 GMT -5
Sihara was far from amused as he rattled off his little quip. It stung, despite his intentions.
I know…trust me I know. I’ve told Makiro the same, I’ve told myself the same…I don’t require to be told again to know the truth of it.
A light sigh escaped her and she shook her head a bit. Letting her emotions get to her wasn’t going to help or change anything. Slowly, foreign thoughts began seeping through the filters of her mind, making her twist her head back around to look at him. One curling white mark on her face lifted, shifting the entire curling mark, all the way down to just below her cheek bone. A mild huff was given to his thoughts, though she allowed the tinge of amusement she felt at them to flow out from her as she turned her face away again. If he thought THIS was something, he should see how she dressed on Shili.
A hiss was given as she felt those fingers against one of her lekku, the motion unexpected and made her tense, wrenching her head back around to face him teeth bared. Calming, she quieted herself and watched him, cursing herself for not having been relying more on the force and her senses in it. That’s why she had them after all…to use them…she’d been dumb enough to relax for half a moment and because she’d been virtually deafened to the motions around her, she’d not only been caught off guard by him, but then shown her more…animalistic…side. Disappointed in herself once more, she lowered her eyes and sighed. She wanted to relax, to just let go for a moment and let him ease the sensory overload…the pain…but she wouldn’t allow it.
Despite herself, those honey and clover colored eyes closed at the continued touch and the soothing flow of the force from him. His questioning brought those eyes open once more and she gazed at him silently for a moment. Why, indeed. It was a good question, one who’s answer she wasn’t entirely comfortable with yet…or perhaps the problem was that she was far TOO comfortable with it?
I suppose…well, I suppose it’s because I’m most comfortable there these days. It seems to be the one place I can be comfortable any more...the place I can be at least slightly soothed.
Sihara offered him a mild smile and a wave of gratitude for what he was doing…despite her earlier actions.
I suppose…I just wish to go home sooner than later….and…I’m sorry about just now. I didn’t mean to act to angrily. You just startled me. I can barely sense anything right now…at least as far as my montral are concerned.
The tip of that lekku he was stroking twitched slightly and she pulled it away from his reach and over the opposite shoulder as she stood up. As the lekku itself had become less irritated, his touch had begun to tickle her more than she’d have liked…that and…it had stirred up something within her...and she wasn’t entirely certain she cared for what she felt. Turning to face the direction they were headed, she narrowed her eyes against the wind, allowing it to send her lekku trailing behind her as she watched the complex they were aiming for draw closer. Unfortunately, the transport they were on wasn’t quite going to get them there…good thing there was another one that was going to be happening by any moment now. Glancing back over her shoulder, Sihara flashed a grin at Theron before stepping up to the edge and practically gliding off of it and through the air. She had little doubt that Theron would be on his way soon enough.
Stretching out with her senses, she closed her eyes and allowed the air to carry her. For a moment only she was at ease…seemingly without a care in the universe…her mind flickering back to Shili. She’d had a few races with some of the tribe she stayed with, often sprinting through the trees and grasses. It was a good way to have fun, get exercise, and build relations…not to mention it helped the younger togruta learn ways to keep out of (or ahead of) trouble. The moment was over soon enough and those eyes snapped open long enough to tuck into herself and roll as she hit the top of the next transport. Coming up into a crouch, she glanced around out of reflex and stood once more.