The Package (Closed)

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She lets him go and smiles.*

"If I find out you have lied, I will personally skin you myself."

*She turns to the woman.* "Keep him here under surveillance for now. I must see about something. Do not let him out of your site until you hear from me again."

[Triune]

*The one-eyed woman smiles at Selae, bowing gracefully once more. She then steps closer to Selae turning to keep Raviel from seeing her lips.*

"As you command Illharess." She says aloud then whispers softly for Selae's ears alone. "If you were to skin him I would not be able to control myself, ussta ssinssrigg." Her left hand masked from all watchful eyes by their bodies caresses Selae's hip lightly before she steps away and bows once more. "He will be under constant guard as you command."

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She smiles at the woman and leans close.*

"Perhaps, I will let you share in the fun." *She touches her face tenderly and pulls away.*

"Has the ship been prepared yet? I must see to important matters and need the vessel to carry them out..."

[Triune]

*The one-eyed woman shivers at 'Lirreka's' touch and before answering her leans in to kiss the Matron sensually, her hand briefly tangling into Selae's currently platinum tresses, her other hand snaking around her slender waist. In that brief flesh to 'flesh' contact bringing about another aspect of the Danthiri; 'sharing' A flood of emotions and images flow through Selae's authentically Danthiri skin to feed along the temporary bridge the suit makes with her nervous system thus allowing her to feel through the suit. Because of her non-Danthiri nature the wave is blunted but still this woman's feelings, lusts and intentions are very clear. As abruptly as it started it ends as the woman pulls away to bow gracefully to Selae once more.*

"Yes Illharess." Her words are breathy and still filled with desire. "Your flight suit is there and the ship is awaiting your presence. Is it necessary for you to leave so soon?" The meaning behind her words quite clear. The two doctors were tending to Raviel and are very good at being unaware of such 'activities' between the Matron and the Adminstrator.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She is thrown back by this response but hides it well. She could feel the passion of the other woman in her touch and blushes though the suit does not show it. She clears her throat and looks at the woman frowning.*

"Unfortunately, yes. The Sith are moving quickly. Soon the battle between the two monkeys will be done and the attacks will begin. Do not fret, my dear, I won't be long."

*She smiles at the woman and then leaves the room heading back out into the main facility.*

[Triune]

*Selae's quick departure denies her the smile of the one-eyed woman that fairly gleams. Again people part for the Matron as she walks through the halls from the Med-bay to the main shipyard. Like a rock tossed into a still, deep pool the ripples of that woman- Thorn, Selae knows that now among other things of a far more intimate nature- echoes through Selae's mind. So powerful, so vivid, so viseral those images and emotions. She knew they were blunted she can only imagine the full sensations. An odd synergystic sideeffect of it is that Selae can now feel an 'echo' of emotions from the Danthiri she passes, awe, wonder, pride, and yes an odd child-to-mother love comes from them towards what they see as their Matron. A webwork of connection that spans the entire ship, creating an underlying unity of minds in a subconscious manner. Perhaps, just perhaps this was what it meant to be Danthiri, to be in a House.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She shakes her head trying to clear her thoughts and remain on target but the closeness these felt towards each other keep coming to mind....so this is what it was like to be an Ebonclaw. She understood now why Arael didn't want to leave and come back. She missed her connection with the child when she gave her away. She slows her pace and thinks about the connection that Lirr and Arael must have and she clenches her fist. No...she would get Arael back. She makes it to the door leading back to Rav's ship and goes through it.*

[Triune]

*Selae is met at the door by a pair of technicians who have 'her' flight suit and helmet. That sleek black and red suit she's seen Lirreka wear many times. Also one holds a tray holding three weapons, the rod which Selae recognizes, something that looks similiar to a lightsabre and the other long strand of beads that she has seen Lirreka wear around her left wrist.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She takes the beads first putting them on her left wrist as she has seen them arranged on Lirr's arm before. Then, she reaches for the other items and walks towards the ship determined to leave as soon as possible. Her luck had been good to this point.*

[Triune]

*After donning the flight suit, taking the weapons then the helmet the technicians depart leaving the 'Matron' to Raviel's vessel. After entering the cockpit and taking a seat there is a 'whirr' from the seat as plugs connect to the flightsuit bringing the ship systems into direct link with a readout screen in the helmet's visor. The difficulty in handling the ship is clear now, Raviel in his... arrogance perhaps, does not use the connection suit. Lirreka apparently does. With an easy gesture with her left hand Selae can charge the engines, a flick of her right hand brings the nav computers online.. Everything is so much more effective with the interface suit. The bay depressurizes and the blast doors open... The expanse of space is before her as the pad slides into launch position*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She watches as the doors open and once again she can see space. She lets out a breath feeling like she has been holding her breath for the whole time. She grins thinking of her next course of action. Should she return to Myrkr? No...too risky in one day. What about Rav's ship? Does she abandon it or take it as her own? Surely there would be some kind of tracking device on it. She needed to contact some old friends. The question was, would they help her now....*

If they don't, then they will die. There is too much at risk now.

*She starts the engines and prepares the ship for take off.*

[Triune]

*The control booth gives the Matron clearance to take off at her leisure.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She maneuvers the ship lifting it off the landing pad and taking it safely away from the facility before punching in the codes for Ord Mantell.*

[Triune]

*There is no punching there is only flicking of fingers, the coordinates flow into the display then into the Navicom. What would normally take minutes to process takes seconds and soon the sleek ship shoots into hyperspace.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She brings the ship out of hyperspeed easily wondering why Raviel refuses to use the suit and make things harder. Then again she is kind of glad he was distracted so he wouldn't make any moves. The ship enters the orbit of Ord Mantell and she tries to remember where that secret hangar was......she used to use it in her smuggling days but so much of her past fades as the dark side clings to her spirit. She scans the surface hoping that something would remind her closes her eyes trying to reach out with the Force.*