The Temptress (Closed)

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She walked across the surface taking in it's beauty. Here there was some simblance of peace though false as it was. He would come. She knew he would come. After the news of an exile of the former queen, Kyra, was heard, he wouldn't be able to resist. She hated coming back to this remote waste of a planet. The Ankus system wasn't her favorite place. Especially not after being sent here by Arael, that wench would meet a horrible death for her betrayl. Kyra couldn't protest now. There was no Kyra. There was only Selae. He didn't know this though.

"Hurry hurry, Sabre. My time is precious." *She says to herself.*

[Sabre]

Sabre’s ship landed, its battle worn exterior landing forcefully on the barren floor. Its landing clamps skidding through the mud slightly before stopping one side flecked with brown dirt. The cockpit for flipped open with a depressurisation hiss. Out of it Sabre stepped, he was garbed in a woollen jumper, leather flight trousers with boots, and a brown leather overcoat with scratch and burn mark all over it. His face was writhe with scars and a distaining look. As he jumped down off the side of the wing, his lightsaber flipped out of the cockpit and into his hand, the door then shut. He clipped the lightsaber onto his belt and began trudging over the dirt toward Selae.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She wrapped her arms tightly about her as she stood with her back facing him looking out across the landscape. She knew he was there and he would know that she knew.*

"So you heard the news then. My own flesh and blood thinks me a mad woman and a threat. So much so I get stuck on this dump of a planet."

*She turns around to face him and smiles faintly.*

"I'm glad you came, Sabre."

[Sabre]

A slight smirk crossed his stone face, a smirk that soon disappeared into a look of disgust. “Oh really? I was under the impression you wanted me to kill someone for you, after all that’s all I’m good at isn’t it?” He now turned away from her, the pale light shimmered over his facial features. His hair was dank and unkempt, with everything going on inside him right now the last thing he cared for was keeping appearances.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

]*She slowly and gracefully moved towards him until she stood right before him. Her blue eyes look up at his battle hardened face and her voice softens.*

"No, Sabre. You are good at a great many things. I admire you. I wanted to see you. Since that moment on Hoth my mind has been on little else but you."

*Selae saw that he had become more difficult and cold. He needed to be loosened up, yet she held the key for how to do it.*

[Sabre]

Sabre felt distinctly like leaving right this second, he had only some through warped intrigue. He glared at her coldly, his eyes were paler than they used to be, they bared a strange resemblance to a corpse’s. “Why is it that I find that hard to believe, all your interested in is power. That and those who can help you get it.”

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She stepped closer to him and shook her head no. Her blue eyes kept holding his gaze.*

"It isn't true, Sabre. I only want freedom. I want to be my own person and to make my own decisions. Not to be manipulated into them. I know what I want...and it's you."

*She kissed him with a passion and fire behind it. This time was different. It wasn't Adesia in front of him. It was the real Kyra. The Kyra he knew from his days as a padawan. The Kyra he had professed loving.*

[Sabre]

After a few moments of confused passion eh put his hands on her shoulder and pushed her off him. He glared down at her. “Don’t play your games with me, you’ve played with people before, I know how it works. I’m not the same person I was, I’m dead inside, I’m don’t love, I don’t feel, only pain is real to me now.” His face was strewn with clear agony. “I’m a nothing… with nothing.”

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*A brief glint of anger was seen in her face before she quickly hid it from him.*

"I can help you feel again. It is there inside you, Sabre."

*Her voice had dropped low and sultry as she moved towards him again. Her hands slid beneath his overcoat caressing the wool jumper over his muscled torso. Her head tilted back as she looked at him with lust.*

"Let me help you with your pain. I can take it all away for you."

[Sabre]

Sabre didn’t stop her, but it didn’t mean he wasn’t uneasy. “I doubt that very much,” he said standing rigid and in a state of clear unrest. “So are you going to tease me, then send me off after some bitch, or are you at least going to give me something worth my while.”

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She chuckled a deep throaty laugh as she pulled back and looked at him. Leaning close to him to where her body was pressed up against him, she whispered her answer in his ear.*

"I'll make your wildest dreams come true. Whatever you wish. Come with me to the hutt."

[Sabre]

“The hutt ey? This is beginning to sound……interesting.” Sabre said, beginning to feel the regret of coming here fade away.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She smirks at him and turns around walking towards the hutt. She turns once to lower her head a little and brings her hand up moving her index finger in the "come hither" expression. He would be hers or he would die.*

[Sabre]

Not in a state of mind to turn her down he followed obediently, walking over to where she was standing.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She grabbed his tunic pulling him close and kissing him even more passionately as she backed towards the hutt pulling him with her. There was no doubt what she wanted from him. Leading him into the hutt, she doesn't even bother closing the door before her hands move to take his overcoat off of his broad shoulders. Her black jumpsuit accents every curve of her body and hugs it tightly. His hands would only find that leather keeping her body from his.*