Everything is Not Always What It Seems (Siobhan)

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


"I know...so lucky. She's amazing. Doesn't have those hot muscles anymore, but all it takes is a wink, a word or just a look from her to make me feel she's a Queen and I should do anything she orders," Siobhan said with mushy sincerity. Someone else might have felt...awkward discussing such things. However, Siobhan was quite comfortable with gushing about her wife and talking about how good in bed she was. With a woman who had slept with Tegaea years ago. Apparently that seemed normal to her.


"Mistress is very sappy these days. I wonder when she'll start writing love poems!" Harmony could not resist snarking because that was her main job. Apart from pleasuring Siobhan in whatever way the Countess wanted. The response was not long in coming, for Siobhan pulled her up by the hair and hungrily smashed their lips together, claiming the girl's mouth as if she wanted to devour her before pulling back, leaving Harmony's lips very kiss-swollen.


"I think someone needs to become acquainted with the Iron Maiden again," Siobhan said smugly as she turned her attention back to Cara. In the meantime by now the blonde's fingernails had been restored to a state of ladylike perfection and Shari got up to move behind her. Mindful of Cara's back, which would get fixed up by a healer, she began gently massaging and soothing her shoulders.


"The Lady is part of the same Order as Mistress Tegaea. Chesna is on Kaeshana as well," she whispered into Cara's ear, her hot breath brushing against it like a caress.


"So, Cara, I'd be happy for you to become reacquainted with my wife. Especially if I'm in the game. You said you liked being told what to do?" Siobhan asked with her lips curved into a devilish smirk. Without warning, she suddenly leaned forward and threaded her fingers through Cara's blonde hair to pull the woman into a deep kiss. It was softer than the one to Harmony, but no less intense and suffice to say tongue was involved. More details might scare the silly kiddies.


It would take a few moments before Siobhan pulled away, though she remained close enough for Cara to smell the fragrance of her perfume. This writer notes that they pay a lot less attention to fashion than Siobhan does. This one would be lying if Siobhan did not look rather smug.


"I'm afraid I'm not carrying ten million credits around to offer you without anything in return, but I think we may have a position for you at Firemane...if you're interested. Your past's no problem to me, you've harmed no one I consider a friend. That...and I imagine someone as resourceful as you didn't flee Atrisia without a few goodies. If you have any blueprints from Imperial Shipworks, I'd be interested in purchasing them." Obviously she would have to meet Tegaea first if she wanted to be employed, but that was the offer. One thing was certain, this time Cara would not be deprived of an actual contract.

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara seemed to be off in dreamland as Siobhan spoke of Tegaea, still thinking of the memories. "Just a snap of her fingers, and I'd come running, there is no doubt of that." The blonde grinning quite brightly.

She couldn't help but chuckle at the exchange between Harmony and Sio! A soft moan was heard from her as Shari started to work on her shoulders, making Cara melt against her hands, finally relaxing a little bit.

Lofting a brow she turned to look at Shari, "Oh really,now? That's good to know." She said quietly, loving the idea of Siobhan being part of that blessed Order. "And it's been a long time since I last saw Chesna."

Cara seemed a little surprised by Siobhan's next words, but didn't have time to respond before she was pulled into a passionate kiss with Sio, returning every bit of it eagerly. Silly kiddies, must not say more to protect their innocence!

It took a moment to regain her composure, "I... well... I'd .. I'd love to get reacquainted with her, and better acquainted with you...." A bright smile crossed her lips, the light sparkling in her eyes, "Yes, yes I do. Love it, truly. And .. I have to say Siobhan, that is a lovely scent you're wearing."

A smirk formed upon her lips, "You most certainly are right, I didn't just leave. I took a little insurance policy with me, to make sure I'd have something to sell should I get into a tight spot and need the funding." Leaning back into Shari's nimble hands, she just grinned, "I'd love to work for you at Firemane if you have a position for me. As long as you've no problems with my past and the issues it might bring up, then I've got nothing to worry about I suppose. Though I'm probably going to need a secure place to stay. I can't say I'm very trusting these days when it comes to that."

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


One of Siobhan's flaws was the fact that she was very susceptible to flattery. Especially when it related to her combat skills, sexual prowess, good looks and lately her fashion sense."Oh, thank you, sweetie. Eau de Silaqui. Perhaps we can buy you a bottle at The Lady's Haven. The Countess in charge of it is a very...close personal friend of the Order, if you get my drift," she winked at the blonde. Both of Siobhan's eyes were bionic and while they were very lifelike, unless you knew what you were looking for, light could sparkle in them, but the desire she felt was more than reflected in her tone and expression.



"If you decide to work for us, you'll be under my personal protection..and as a matter of fact that of the Order. Say what you want about me, I take good care of my own. Firemane and the Eldorai are in the process of overhauling their naval forces, so we have a spot open for a naval designer. Likewise, if you're concerned about Atrisian retaliation, we can create a new identity. Likewise round the clock security."



She took a last sip from her wine. "And, of course, there'll be plenty of chances for you to put your...other skills to good use, pet," the last word was quite deliberately drawn out in a husky drawl before she swallowed a berry.


Oh, and in case anyone was wondering, at this moment the yacht slipped out of hyperspace with a flash and found itself in the Kaeshana system. "My Lady, we have arrived. Heading towards the Tirathana Skyport and requesting docking permission. I hope you enjoyed your flight on Air Firemane," the pilot spoke through the intercom.

 

[Cora Passek]

"Mmm, that would be delightful." She said with a grin, "Oh, I understand, perfectly.." As time went on Cara found herself getting more and more excited! So much fun was waiting just around the corner for them both!

Listening carefully, Miss Sampson nodded, feeling somewhat better about the protections offered. "That makes me feel a little more comfortable. I hate to be a bother, and know I can be rather eccentric with my requests. I just am rather opposed to someone putting a slug through my skull. Already had more than enough experience with old school slugthrowers than I ever care to recount. Being shot five times with one, nearly dying and losing my leg in the process was undeniably not fun. I'm not in the mood to repeat such an experience, ever again."

Idly she rapped her fingers against the arm of the chair, just thinking, pondering a new identity. "I'm always concerned about attacks, and possible retaliation from more than just Atrisia. I've made my fair share of enemies over the years. So, I do worry about that. But it all depends on the level of your security, their skills, if a new identity would be needed and necessary. While I'd love to be able to work under my former name, I'm not entirely sure that it would be possible these days." Sorrow was starting to creep into her tone.

But that didn't last long, at the single mention of pet, sent a shiver down Cara's spine, and a soft excited whimper followed. "Oh... how I love being called pet.... Mistress." If Cara hadn't already been seated, such mention of that word would have brought her to her knees.

The pilot's voice startled Cara from her musings about what could be done with her other skills... "I see we've arrived." She said quietly, almost sounding disappointed that their fun was getting interrupted.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


For someone with her, how shall we put it, colourful past, Cara was just adorable. At least that was what Siobhan thought. So she just smiled when she picked up on the note of disappointment in Cara's voice and got up, briefly pressing her body against the blonde's and reaching out to gently stroke her hair, then across her back.



"Don't be glum, there'll be lots of fun where we're going, sweetie. I fully intend to put you through your paces. I'm a Mistress who takes good care of her pets," she drawled, then gave Cara an affectionate kiss before gently taking her hand and pulling her to her feet. "We'll get your back healed, then we'll have a good time together. Speaking of guns, I have a present for you. Far more useful than crappy, archaic slugthrowers. Harmony, do be a good girl and get our gift."


Of course, Harmony had to be a troll. "Which one, Lady? The vibrator or the...oh, right, the other one!" she joked, apparently thinking she was being terribly witty. Regardless she went off and then suddenly produced a small, gift-wrapped package. Yes, there was even a ribbon because Siobhan was corny that way. When Cara opened it, she would find an object that on first sight looked like a pendant, but was actually a hold-out bolter along with ammunition.


"Consider it a welcome to Kaeshana present, sweetie," Siobhan said warmly. "Hmm. That reminds me, you should buy yourself some leather pants or skirts. Your butt would look great in them."


By now clearance had been granted and the yacht landed in a private hangar bay at the Skyport. The Tirathana Skyport was a massive, imposing facility. It was not just a defence station bristling with firepower, but came with multiple huge levels dedicated to all manners of distractions, from food and drink, to weapons, clothing stores and entertainment. Needless to say it was highly policed in order to combat illicit ventures such as smuggling and trade with dangerous narcotics, but Eldorai social mores were liberal in some ways compared to the core. And thus there were...plenty of locations devoted to the entertainment our ladies sought. Such as a very luxurious spa that catered to the powerful and wealthy.

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara watched as Sio got up, and wrapped her arms around the woman as she drew her into the warm embrace. The kiss, quickly brought the happiness back to Cara. It'd been far too long since she had this kind of attention. All of it bringing back warm memories of her better days, before everything got so messed up. Pulled up to her feet, she was just grinning a bit like a silly little school girl. Such the change in the normally cold hearted killer. "Of course, Mistress I fully look forward to it." She said with a wink, all too eager for those more extracurricular activities that would otherwise scar the kiddies for life if they were discussed here.

"Right..." Healing, the idea that still made her a little nervous, but she couldn't exactly have all the fun she wanted to with Siobhan until it was healed. The idea of laying on her back, on a mass of second degree burns, was not her idea of a fun time.

"A present?" That was enough to take her mind away from her nerves and fears. "You didn't have to..." She said as she looked to Harmony, before chuckling a little at the Vibrator comment, not that she would have minded such a gift!

Seeming completely distracted from her worries now, she reached out and happily accepted the package. With care she pulled the ribbon free, and opened the gift. "Oh, my.... A hold out bolter! It's beautiful." Rather overjoyed, she checked the weapon quickly looking it over, gleefully. And yes, right then and there she had to load it, and soon had it placed around her neck. It couldn't be helped, Cara certainly loved a fine and useful weapon. "Never taking it off... Ever again!"

"Thank you, Siobhan." She said before pulling the woman into a tight hug.

"Leather? You think?" She asked softly, "Well, if you know a place that sells some, I'd be happy to try it on for you." A mischievous grin forming upon her lips. "Just lead the way, Mistress."

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


Cara's gleeful joy was apparently contagious, for Siobhan could not help grinning. "You're welcome. It suits you well...my beautiful Terror Princess," she said cornily, returning the embrace, though she was mindful of not hurting Cara's back. Clearly Siobhan did not win the girls because of her wit. It was perhaps a bit surprising, but despite being a dedicated, terribly oversexed nympho Siobhan had an eye for business talent and it seemed she was not half-bad at recruiting it.


Well, at least when it came to candidates who were receptive to her nympho ways instead of finding them off-putting. A hand travelled down Cara's back, though Siobhan kept the touches feather-light because she did not want to cause pain, to then roam over Cara's butt, gripping one of its cheeks to give it a good, possessive grope. "Most exquisite. I know just the place."


She released Cara from the embrace and took her hand, and so she led the blonde out of the ship and into the docking bay of the station. They would find that it was teeming with life once they left the docking area, for it was a commercial hub once you got past the security checkpoints. So many shops, bars, cantinas and so much more. It was a mingling centre of races and of people from all walks of life, for it also formed Kaeshana's entre-port to the Unknown Regions, which made it an important source of revenue for the Eldorai Matriarchy and the Protectorate as a whole.


However, Siobhan confidently led Cara through the bustling corridors and the crowds of pedestrians, until they came to a particular place located at the edge of the stores. The place in question was called Sirona's Blessings. Sirona had been an Eldorai who lived during the time when Eldorai were divided against themselves, fighting civil wars and the Kar'zun. The woman had been of humble origin and experienced great suffering in her life, yet been a dedicated healer whose life consisted of using her powers to save others. Eventually she had been betrayed and murdered, though the myths said that for her grace Ashira had ascended her to the heavens as an angel. Strangely enough, it was claimed in some Kar'zun myths that she was slain by her own people, whereas the Eldorai tales stated it was by traitorous Dashdae Sciians allied with the 'rock demons'.


Regardless, Siobhan would lead Cara inside. The interior was rather simple, though comfortable. It was both a place of healing and a store where people could purchase traditional potions and Eldorai healing products, as people could be seen doing. Somehow the place had a calming, soothing aura. Images of the Goddess could be seen hanging on the walls. Siobhan briefly exchanged some words with an assistant behind a counter, both speaking in Eldarai, before they were guided through a door, which was hidden by a curtain.


"Welcome, Lady Kerrigan, Ms Cara Sampson. I am Priestess Eileitthya, healer of the Goddess Ashira. Come closer, child, and do not be afraid. No harm will be done to you. What is it that ails you?" a magnificient elf woman spoke in a soft, almost melodious voice, dressed in the robes of a Priestess and with striking red hair. She had been seated on a soft carpet, apparently deep in thought and prayer, before she arose. A bed could also be found inside the room and likewise there were religious idols to be found and Ashiran icons hanging upon the walls.


One could even find a few plants standing upon a table. All in all did not particularly resemble the room of a doctor, though a cupboard held what seemed like potions and healing utensiles. Cara would feel a certain something calming her nerves and soothing her. Nothing as blatant as the Priestess using her powers to suddenly banish what nervousness she might feeling from her, for that would be invasive, but the influence should help her relax. There was also a magazine on a table that Cara may or may not find interesting...

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara found herself purring just a little as Siobhan's hand found it's way to her toosh. "I'm glad, Mistress." She said most happily. It'd been a long time since she'd been able to feel safe enough to indulge in things. Perhaps this would turn out to be a much more interesting business trip than she first imagined.

Hand in hand Cara followed alongside Siobhan, content to let the woman lead her through the corridors and crowds while she got to enjoy looking at all the new sights, and took in the new delightful scents that hung in the air.

Coming into Sirona's Blessings, Cara could feel the nervous fears rising up within her, though she did her best to push them to the back of her mind. Just out of her way, for now, as nothing in the entire shop, so far seemed any bit close to as threatening as a doctors scalpel, or pointy needles. Something that helped to calm her, if just a tiny bit while Siobhan was speaking with the shop's assistant.

Once led through the door, the blonde took a moment upon the threshhold and took in the room. Something, that she couldn't quite place her finger on led to a softened calming feeling impressed upon her. Maybe it was the room, or something else entirely, or just the sweet seeming Eldorai healer before her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." The blonde spoke as she stepped slowly forward. "I .. " Biting at her lip, she paused for a moment to collect her thoughts. "I burned my back pretty badly, trying to escape a would be kidnapper." Truly Cara didn't feel the need to give all the details, of that horrible situation, just a few. "Was the only way out." The woman admitted quietly. In truth, it was the only option, a very painful way out. But it had worked, and that was all that mattered.

As Cara stepped forward, another timid step she spotted the magazine on the table, and reached for it slowly, as on the cover was a very familiar woman. A fiery redhead, who she knew or at least used to know a long time ago. "Coryth?" The front cover seemed to indicate that the woman was here on Kaeshana. "Coryth is alive? After all this time I was sure she was dead." The idea came as a bit of a shock to the blonde, long ago believing that when Coryth disappeared off the radar without a word, just gone one day, that the little Jedi had perished as much as the idea pained her. She looked to Siobhan, clearly quite confused hoping someone could clear up the matter for her. If this was true, Cara knew she was going to have to seek the little redhead out. Somehow, someway.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


The Priestess looked understanding as Cara explained. There was something enigmatic in her blue eyes when she looked upon Cara. They were filled with warmth, but there was a piercing quality to them, as if she understood more than she let on and might even see past the facade to an extent. She winced in sympathy.


"You're very brave to risk such pain, child. Lady Kerrigan, I hope you do not drag this woman into even more trouble. She has been through so much anguish already," Eileitthya said softly but firmly in that same melodious tone. The perceptive might wonder whether she might be referring to something other than the kidnapping incident. "It will take a few moments, dear, but I should be able to heal your back. Please remove your shirt and lay yourself onto the bed." No scalpels, no sedatives or anything like that.


However, at this point Cara's eyes had fallen upon the image of the fiery redhead, the short stack of fire. One wondered whether there was a rule about healers being redheads. "You two know each other?" Siobhan exclaimed in obvious surprise. She made a mental note to have Mirien look into this, along with whatever other information she could dig up on Cara. It was not snooping, just watching out for a friend. Besides, she remembered the problems Firemane had had with the new 'Rebel Alliance'. "Coryth and I are very good friends. She lives on Kaeshana now, Firemane employes her part-time."

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara managed a sheepish smile, as she listened to the Eldorai woman. "I would be most thankful, if you could." Taking in a deep breath, wincing a little bit as she pulled her shirt over her head and set it aside.

Now standing in her bra, she nodded to Siobhan. "Yes, it's be well over a decade now. I saved her life, and she mine. We were both young teens, back when Coryth was still a Jedi Knight. A good woman, a great friend." Cara sighed heavily. "I was certain she was dead, after she seemed to have fallen from the face of the galaxy. I looked for a few years, but she was just gone without a trace." More than a bit of sorrow hung in Cara's tone. Managing a relieved smile, she let out a breath of relief. "It warms my heart to know she is still alive, and well doing well it seems." She said, just judging off the cover of the magazine and what Siobhan had just told her. "I wonder what happened to her, what made her just disappear like that." Maybe she had something to do with it herself, Cara didn't know. She certainly had not made it easy to find her either, after changing identities, and working with the Atrisian Government in their ship engineering branch.

Cara finally seemed to shake herself free of her thoughts, and walked over to the bed, laying down most carefully upon her stomach. The bandages beneath her shirt, had covered the entire lower half of her back, covering the blistered and painful burns. Even now, she couldn't help but feel her heart beating faster, nervous for what was to come, even if it didn't involve scalpels or sedatives. "I'm ready, when you are." A slight tremble to her voice, a little afraid.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


"She's been through some rather rough times, but she's a lot better and happier now," Siobhan elaborated briefly. There was no need to mention the whole Sith Poison stuff and in any case if Coryth wanted her to know about it, she'd tell Cara herself.



As Cara lay down on the bed, Siobhan approached her. Her bionic eyes swept over the bandages that covered the lower half of her back, obscuring the painful burns, though she tactfully made no comment. "I'm sure we can arrange a reunion for you two," she whispered softly into Cara's ear, giving it a kiss and gently stroking her hair blonde hair before stepping back. Eileitthya filled the space she had just vacated and then laid down on the bed behind Cara, sitting up.



"I will not hurt you, Cara," she said gently and with these words would come a feeling of greater calmness, as her empathy touched Cara's mind. Nothing as blatant and crude as simply taking her nerves away, but just a gentle touch to soothe her fears. For the moment at least fears about hospitals and about what had happened to her leg would mercifully cease tormenting Cara, instead there woul be a feeling of warmth. Very slowly and gently the Priestess began removing the bandages, anxious not to hurt Cara more than was needed.


She winced slightly when she looked upon the blistered and painful burns that were spread over Cara's back. "So much pain...so raw..betrayed and used so many times, my poor girl. But yet you have so much beauty and strength. You are on a slippery slope, but your pain cannot be made your mistress. You have taken up the blade against monsters, take heed not to become one. Relax, child. Let go and still your fears," as she said these words her hands gently touched the wounds, featherlight touches as she called upon her Sciia to harness its energies for her power of healing. Her blue eyes were intense, seemingly shining with burning fervour. "Blessed are the righteous, the lights in the shadow. Ashira, lend me, unworthy handmaiden of your majesty, your power, I beseech you," this she spoke in Eldarai and in this moment Cara would feel the powers of the Priestess take effect upon her, as the energies of healing coursed through her body. It would take time, but bit by bit her so badly abused back would be repaired, the burns would grow smaller and smaller and less painful and sore before vanishing, leaving scars behind. While this took place Siobhan had checked her messages on her datapad and sent an email to Mirien Valdier.

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara nodded slowly, as she gripped tightly to the sheets upon the bed, trying to keep herself calm. "She's been through hell and back already, so I can only imagine at what trouble she got into that took her away for so long." But she didn't press further for more information on the redhead, not yet at least.

"I'd like that," Whispered in return, as Sio kissed her ear. The few brief strokes upon her hair, gave her considerable comfort, as her hands started to relax, just beginning to let go of the sheets that she held so tight to.

The soothing words spoken, with the feelings impresed upon her, the blonde relaxed further finally releasing the sheets once she felt completely safe. The painful memories of traumas from years past, eased away and something else entirely took it's place.

Cara whimpered slightly, squirming a little as the bandages were pulled away. It couldn't be helped with the nature of the weeping wounds into the guaze. The words spoken, grabbed her attention, tears threatened to fall. Life had been most cruel to Cara, barely able to surive more than a month or two without another painful betrayal, or another wound given to her. Used time and again, as a pawn in other peoples' games.

Then Eldorai woman spoke one of Cara's greatest fears aloud. Making her wonder how the woman could know that about her, without ever having met her before. She feared that in her time battling monsters, that sooner rather than later, she'd become one. More than anything else, that was the fear that chilled Cara to her very soul.

Taking in a deep breath, she managed to push away her fears from her mind, even if only for a moment. The blonde found herself drifting as the powers of the Priestess sunk deep into her flesh. As each minute passed by, Cara relaxed further and further, her hands finally rested most relaxed against the bed. She'd nearly fallen asleep as the wounds sealed, and faded leaving behind only scars as a mark of what she'd been through.

No longer feeling the stinging pain, Cara started to shift most drowsily as she managed to sit up, looking upon the Eldorai woman. "Thank you, Priestess Eileitthya." For a moment, she just sat there, and closed her eyes, as she reached back to gently feel of her back. The skin felt so different, but no pain returned to her. As she opened her eyes, something told her just to stay seated for a moment, and adjust before she moved further. Turning she looked to Siobhan, with the soft traces of a smile upon her lips.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


"There, there, child. Life has been vicious to you...more than anyone deserves. My heart breaks for you...for what you have endured...for what may await you. It has forced you to become vicious, distrusting...but there are still roads open to you. Paths beyond the one road that will only bring you pain, bitterness, hatred and disappointment. Seek out your friend Coryth. She has been through hell as well," Eileitthya spoke soothingly. One wondered just what she was seeing and picking up. Perhaps it was natural empathy, for she was not trying something so invasive as probing through Cara's mind.



Oh, and yes, priestess/healer-confidentiality existed in the Church of Ashira. This writer has arbitrarily decided that because everyone knows this one is really in charge. And merely delegates the stuff they don't like doing. Such as tech subs, being diplomatic or nice to people this one does not like. Finally the labour of healing was done and the the healer moved away from Cara, taking a deep breath since she was clearly tired out and weary. See, healing someone's back when it's covered in burns takes plenty of energy and all that.


"Thank me by not roasting your back again," the Priestess said tiredly, though there was a twinkle in her eyes. "I doubt your friend Coryth will be happy to hear about this. She has a habit of getting rather fiery and yelling at people who do silly things," at this moment a knowing look passed between Eileitthya and Siobhan.


For just a moment the Priestess leaned closer to Cara. "Think on what I said. There is no panacea for what ails you deep down, time does not heal all your wounds, but you have more paths than you think. Your past is not your mistress, unless you let it." She reached out with her hand to affectionately stroke Cara's hair before giving her a soft kiss on her cheek.


"Do not strain your back for the next few days and stay away from any physical activities that are too stressful," the Priestess said playfully when she withdrew.


Siobhan looked completely innocent. "You know I'd never put her through stress, Priestess."


"Of course, of course. You are as innocent as an angel of Ashira, Countess. I would also stay away from using riding crops for the night. Her back is still tender." Apparently being a Priestess of Ashira also meant you had to be a merciless troll. "I am sure the Great Goddess Ardarvia will understand if you do not carry out the full rites."



Siobhan nodded. "I aim to be a devout believer in Her. Amen," she said sardonically. She walked over to the Priestess and pulled her into a kiss, one which Eileitthya eagerly returned before shooing her away, a very satisfied smile on her lips. "Take a few moments, Cara, we can go to the spa when you're ready."


The Priestess looked mock offended. "Right, a spa. This woman visits our hallowed world for the first time and the first sight you show her is...a temple of decadence. Doubtless with masseuses who have negotiable affection and are eager to fulfil your every sexual whim. What of our culture, our beautiful capital? Truly it is no surprise we are stereotyped as decadent, lesbian space elves by the outside world!"


"I've been told the spa has a shrine," Siobhan said sarcastically. "And have I mentioned how beautiful you are when you're angry?"


"Do it again and you will be punished. In a not at all pleasurable manner. I am a redhead you know."


"And I'm redheads' biggest fan."


The Priestess just shook her head and have Cara's hand a squeeze. "Go in peace, child. The Goddess helps those who listen to her call, whoever they are."


"Even human monkeighs?" Siobhan could not resist quipping because she was a total troll.


"If they're good, eat all their vegetables and obey their Eldorai mistresses in all things, then yes!"

 

[Cora Passek]

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Cara nodded slowly. Life had been unusually cruel to her, for far too long. Not even her childhood had really been peaceful, always fraught with dangers both seen and unseen. Even she couldn't deny that the Priestess certainly did seem to know a great deal about her, and her misfortunes in life. Perhaps she really did have some form of insight that the Blonde herself could not access. "I will, I promise." Cara knew that was one thing she could not leave alone. She had to see Coryth. Somehow, someway, she'd make it happen. This was a second chance she never imagined she'd get.

The woman chuckled softly, "Believe me when I say it's the last thing I'd dream of doing." Though it didn't mean it wasn't in the cards. Knowing Cara's luck next week she'd find herself in a similar situation where the only way out was a flash grenade down another man's pants. "The blisters once, were more than enough. Not to mention, Coryth might murder me for this little incident as is."

Her smile soon faded away, as the Priestess whispered to her. A nod of understanding followed, Cara's eyes meeting briefly with the Eldorai's. Something about the redheaded elf, the situation, the words spoken, was something that Cara was not going to be able to forget anytime soon.

"I won't, don't worry." She smiled once more, trying to push away the more disturbing thoughts that seemed to have been drawn from the depths of her mind.

Her eyes shifted over to Siobhan, as she finally felt brave enough to stand. "I think I'm ready." She said as she reached for her shirt, slipping it back on careful. A twinge of pain across her back drew a slight wince, reminding her that she wasn't quite one hundred percent well.

Cara found herself quietly chuckling at the exchange between Sio and the Eldorai Priestess. All of it rather amusing to her. But then again, she had her own redhead experiences in life and knew far too well of the power and rage those women held.

"Thank you, again Priestess. I appreciate your help, so much." A bright smile on her lips, much happier now than she was earlier. Though the Eldorai Priestess had given her much to think about.

 

[Vaena Askari]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


For...no real reason this one is using the account of the bitchy space elf to post. The irony is that Priestess Eileitthya is a good deal nicer and offers an actual positive depiction of Eldorai religion. "Have a good time, child. Do not party too hard through the night," the Priestess spoke with a playful smile on her lips.


Unbeknownst to Cara, a brief moment of communication passed between Siobhan and the Priestess. To an extent Siobhan had received the mental powers of Mirien Valdier, which mostly meant the ability to alter memories and perform telepathy. Though she had her knowledge, she still lacked training and would probably always be a weaker mentalist. However, it made her more able to function as a receiver when words suddenly resonated in her mind, spoken by the Priestess. Keep watch over her. She means you and yours no harm, but I feel peril awaits her. A veil obscurs it from my sight, but there is...something that haunts her. She can rise above her pain and be a great woman, or be consumed by it and drown.


She's a friend of Cory's. I'll do what I can to help her, Siobhan thought to herself. Do you have to be so bloody cryptic?


Yes, for the suspense, the Priestess transmitted back in response. Now go and have fun. It's impolite to have long chats she can't listen to.



Seeing that Cara was ready Siobhan gently took her by the hand. "Let's go, sweetie. We're gonna have some...fun. Thank you again, Priestess," she gave the Eldorai a short bow, which was returned and then she led Cara out of the room and then the store. Eileitthya meanwhile sat back onto the bed, clearly in the need of a few moments of rest, though her eyes followed the couple as they left, a sigh escaping her throat."May the Goddess lead her out of the abyss into the light. Her path is wrought with peril."

 

[Cora Passek]

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Cara was beaming at this point, "Party too hard? Me? No, never.." Sounding perfectly innocent, or at least as best as she could manage as she was far from it!

The blonde's brow furrowed together for a moment as she curiously watched the other two women for a moment. It was just a slight feeling, that there was something else going on that she wasn't privy to. Must be that voodoo magic stuff. Cara really just assumed, not really knowing the two were speaking through the force.

"Of course, M'lady." Cara replied, as she followed Siobhan out of the store and back out towards all the other shops. All too happy to leave the healing shop behind, and head off towards the spa. Though her mind was still racing through some of the things that had been spoken to her by the Priestess. It was hard to push some of those thoughts away. It wasn't too much longer and they found their way to a most immaculate spa. The blonde, lingered a little, letting Siobhan enter first, following just a step behind Sio. Wonderful scents of soothing oils, and relaxing flowers wafted through the space as they stepped inside.

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]



Leaving the Priestess and her both soothing and troubling words behind them, the pair soon found themselves in a luxurious, shiny spa. Wonderful scents of soothing oils and relaxing, delicate flowers soon invaded their nostrils. The entire place was one of sheer beauty and bliss, something definitely emphasised by a staff of gorgeous Eldorai females. Whose attire tended to be rather brief.



After exchanging a few words with the receptionist, spoken on both ends in Eldarai, Siobhan returned to Cara's side and took her hand. One got the impression that came Siobhan came her often and was quite known by now. So one batted an eyelash at seeing the Countess stride through the halls with a pretty conquest in tow. Indeed, a couple of Eldorai noble ladies exchanged knowing looks at the sight. It was not just elves who frequented this place, but a good mix of humans and aliens, all drawn to the services it offered.


Massage palours, beauty treatment, whirlpool fun and much more. Speaking of the whirlpool that was their destination and the pair would soon find themselves in the changing room. The receptionist had told Siobhan without any hint of irony that the staff would be...very accommodating to her needs.


If the words of the Priestess had spooked Siobhan, she did not let it show. However, whilst Cara had been healed by her she had used the chance to send a message to Mirien Valdier, as has been said. The message had contained a request to dig deeper and find out more about Cara's extracurricular activities and her past. Her being a friend of Coryth's went a long way to make Siobhan want to trust her, but she had to be certain. If there were skeletons in the closest, she had to know. Likewise she had requested that Mirien send anything she knew, including the dossier she had sent her earlier, to [member="Tegaea Alcori"]. Her wife would have to know as well after all.


There was a part of Siobhan that felt a bit guilty about not being totally open with Cara. But now was not the time for that. Now was the time for fun. "There we are, pet. I believe you have certain...duties to attend you, don't you? Be a good handmaiden and undress your Mistress."

 

[Mirien Valdier]

And here Mirien had found herself busy in the Villa, for you see the brunette had come across a most interesting page from a book, that was found in the hallway. Now you might ask what this page contained, well it had to be from the type of cheesy romance novel that any well respected women would hide the fact that she ever owned one.

It was most curious to Mirien, for if there was a page you see, there had to be a book, and she was most curious as to who in the house owned the books. Following a gut feeling, she found the source of the mysterious page. For it had been well hidden in Siobhan's bedroom. With a bit of tape, Mirien carefully put back the page within the book. Thumbing through the pages, she found herself amused by multiple references to ample bosoms and golden flowing tresses.

Much to Mirien's amusement, she found a few highlighted sections with rather familiar and corny lines. "Oohh, so that's where she gets them from. I'm so never letting her live this down." Mirien chuckled to herself as she left a cutesy smiley face on the page that she'd replaced, just a sign that she was here and she knew.

About that time, right as she was placing the book back into it's hiding place her datapad vibrated in her pocket. Retrieving it from her pocket, she scanned through the message and typed a quick reply.

I'll get on it, right now. Will get you everything I have on Cara Sampson and Cora Passek. It's not the first time I've dug into that girl's most extensive closet of skeletons. But I will confirm now, Coryth and she, go way back to a Sith mission Coryth ran back in her Knight years. She caught Cora trying to more or less pull the exact same thing off, just in a more destructive manner. Coryth saved her life, told Cora to go home. Cora did not. Coryth soon found herself in a sticky situation, and would have died if not for the intervention of Miss Passek.

She is dangerous, but as long as you exhibit no symptoms of a Sith, she can be downgraded to mostly harmless.

-MV.

Mirien got to her feet, replaced the datapad and started out the door, to get to her office for this, was going to take a while. I need more stimcaf, lots more.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Cora Passek]

Cara followed along inside, her eyes drifting to the other patrons. So many beautiful women of all races, shapes and sizes for all to see. Her problems seemed to fade into the back of her mind as the sights and scents took over her mind.

Walking into the changing room Cara had a feeling that things would go this way. Not that she minded for the blonde was most eager to serve, and please her mistress. "I heard you were rather fond of crochet." The young woman said as she started to help Siobhan from her clothing. Where upon a black curtain flew down from no where obscuring the view from prying kiddies eyes! Who should have long ago been in bed!

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Cara Sampson"]


The scene faded to utter blackness, lest the minds of kiddies be corrupted. This writer notes that most of those kiddies would have little difficulty finding porn on the internet. More to the point, one would think that they ought to have schoolwork and stuff to do. But maybe their parents think that letting their children surf the web 24/7 constitutes good parenting.



Anyhow, once the curtain had been lifted again, our two ladies would have had a good time. Well, as a matter of fact other ladies might have joined them in the interim. Now they found themselves in another room. Light music tinkled through it and it was decorated in wood and rock, as if bringing nature inside. Delightful scents of soothing oils and relaxing flowers wafted through it. Siobhan was at present in a state of bliss and with a very satisfied look written upon her features.


"Yes...just like that...a bit lower. Yes...right there," she purred, her voice a satisfied, greedy drawl as she leaned into the skilled, very nimble fingers that were travelling across her entire body, soothing nerves, stimulating and fondling her. Her back surely appreciated the attention, as would her feet and, well, those parts of her body that the kiddies could not be allowed to see. "I should come here more often," she added, pleasure evident in her voice, when the masseuse's lips planted loving kisses upon her ears.



"Enjoying yourself, Cara, sweetie?" she asked her companion whilst she lay there on her stomach, face down, and wearing not a stitch of clothing, unless you counted the towel over her tight butt. And she still had a shiny pedicure to look forward to - her nails had to look perfect - and her hair needed doing. Then there were shoes to buy because a fashionista like her could never have enough.