Everything I Need

[Luca Donskoi]

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[member="Faye Malvern"]​

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Sometimes in life, the seemingly impossible, became possible. Dreams became reality. Sparks were fanned into flames. But what stirred in this moment was something that one wouldn’t have thought possible from the outside looking in. However, where there was a will, there was bound to be a way. And a seemingly impossible connection could be established - no matter the implications such a revelation seemed to bear. A love buried beneath layers and layers of complexity. A romance born by chance and not actively sought, yet life would find a way to tug on those fibers would it not? Some might even call it the divine and undeniable will of the Force.

Yet this unwritten story had found two very different individuals intertwined in something that neither could likely explain. Something that had grown from a sprouting seedling to a budding flower as if constantly bathed in the nurturing light of the sun. Leaving it so that all that remained was for the this bud to blossom into a flower.

This journey had seemingly brought Alden full circle now. It was here where he’d first been introduced and acquainted with the Minister - a woman of stunning radiance - that had proven to be quite the companion in life. Where the tender strings of friendships had been quickly passed over in light of a deeper connection the two seemed to bear. A connection that had only strengthened in time.
Alden had come to the Confederate capital for a singular reason today. And with his rather depleted affection for this world, that reason had to be a truly strong one. He was dressed casuallyhttps://www.flickfilosopher.com/wptest/wp-content/uploads/2011/02/jamiebamber1.gif, an off-white coat pulled over a simple button down shirt with freshly pressed slacks. It was certainly different than his typical attire which consisted of one of two very distinguishable uniforms. Where that uniform was the green-huen flight suit he donned on the occasion he stepped foot into a cockpit or the crisp, tailored and professional look of the Naval Service Dress all depended on the duties laid upon his shoulders on any given day. But today, he found himself outside the scope of responsibility that came with being a man at his position. Today, he found himself able to step away from the unrelenting workload of High Command and able to focus on that which mattered to him on another level. Focus on that which he held dear on a personal level, and not solely on the professional level. Today he had come to a place he held little love for, for the one thing he held the most for since his arrival to the southern systems of the Confederacy of Independent Systems.

 

[Faye Malvern]

Wearing: [xxx]​

Location: Chataeu de Fae​

[member=Alden Akaran]​

Golbah City was her home. Hope to return to Serenno had long since been abandoned, so Faye had made her best attempt to make the orange desert a home. It looked nothing like Serenno did. There was no lush green fauna, there was no warming yellow sun, there was no emerald green water… overall Golbah City wasn’t really where she had pictured living her life, but still. It was home, and she had done her best to make it so. Chateau de Fae, the castle of the fairies, was her best attempt at bringing a little of Serenno to the dreadfully dull desert, and thus far it was doing its job. It was the first night she was going to be spending here, and she wanted none other than the other half of her heart to join her there.

Faye felt jittery. She felt it in the pit of her stomach, in the form of butterflies that seemed to be disturbed by every inch of movement she made. The occurrence for Alden and herself to spend time alone together was indeed a rare one, so rare in fact that she found herself nervous, but there was no need to be. Faye was keenly aware that the moment she laid eyes on him anything other than her deepest affections would be sent running. Alden made her feel safe when she had no right to be, he made her calm when the Galaxy wanted nothing but to confuse and distress her, he was her rock when emotions that didn’t rightly belong to her became too overbearing to handle. Of course, he lover had yet to discover the innate power she had been born with.

The Minister pressed her lips together as she waited by the door. Perhaps tonight would be the night she told him. Part of her dreaded it. Would he be offended that she was well aware of his feelings for her before he had even decided to express them? Would he be offended that she hadn’t expressed this deep and personal secret sooner? No matter, there was no use worrying about it now, she could already feel his presence on the planet. Since their first meeting, their bond had only grown, and now Faye could pick him out from a crowd of millions with her eyes closed. His heartbeat was perfectly in sync with hers, as were his thoughts and feelings, there wasn’t a chance in hell she could have missed him. The doors opened for Faye with a simple nod of her head. The moment the gap was wide enough for her to slip through, she did.

In the distance, illuminated by a slowly setting sun, she made out of the figure of the man she held most dear. ‘Alden!’ She called out over the beautifully crafted pond filled with crystal clear water. When she walked her steps were lighter than air, delicate and calculated as a dancer might have been. The moment she was close enough, Faye jumped at him and wrapped her arms around his neck. There was no need for ceremony here, this was her home. There was no one to make pretences for, just the two of them alone spending time together, and she would definitely be making the most of it. Ebony hair fell neatly over his shoulder as she buried herself into the embrace. ‘I’m so glad you came.’

 

[Luca Donskoi]

[SIZE=10pt]Wearing: [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Casual Clothes[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt]Location: [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Chataeu de Fae[/SIZE]​

[SIZE=10pt][member="Faye Malvern"][/SIZE]​

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[SIZE=10pt]Faye’s home was a beautiful place, rival only by her own immaculate grace. It was beyond the studio style housing Alden had procured for himself on [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Manda[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt] - an accomodation he, himself, rarely stepped foot in these days. Not that he hadn’t wanted to on the rare occasion he was granted leave or another form of ‘rest and relaxation.’ Faye’s home was a dazzling spectacle on a harsh and unforgiving world. A world whose surface was endlessly baked beneath the beaming rays on its central star. Like [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]Crait[/SIZE][SIZE=10pt], it was proof that beauty could be found in the least expected places. And beyond that, that any place could be made into a welcoming home provided one had the will to put the effort in to make it that way. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]His name rang into his ears, as Faye called out to him, followed immediately by the biggest of smiles he could muster. Faye just had this way of bring him joy and serenity, no matter what. Even in the darkest of times. And, well, this wasn’t exactly the brightest time for either of them. Not sense they’d revealed the secret of their relationship to her older brother - and Alden’s master - [member="Adron Malvern"]. Their news, as revealed by his far better half, had been met with cruel disapproval and anger. Though he may not have shown it at the time, their news had cut Adron deeply. Seemingly to his core. And in that pain, Adron had molded his reaction in the only way he felt he could. He’d lashed out with anger, stripped Alden of his position by the Exarch’s side, spit on his name, and upon his heritage. Slighted him in a verbal beration, feeling betrayed not only by a man whose career he’d help shape and expedite, but also by one of the few people in his life that actually held a legitimate place in the man’s heart. But even so, neither Alden nor Faye would deny where their hearts lay.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10pt]Alden welcomed her embrace as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself in close to him. Turn his gaze downward so that his eyes would meet hers, he wrapped his own arms around her. [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]“I’m so glad to be here. This time apart has been cruel; it’s almost as if some greater power out there is trying to test us,” [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]he said. [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]“I think we’re passing the test,” [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]he offered, smiling to her before leaning in to press his lips to her forehead in the form of a kiss. [/SIZE][SIZE=10pt]“So this is the famous ‘Chataeu de Fae’ you’ve told me so much about?”[/SIZE]