Familiar Faces

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist's eyes would begin to close, as he listened to [member="Luminara Rikanati"] speak. Strangely enough, his arms rose from his side as well, beginning to perform many strange actions in the air. One of his hands would begin to move in circular motions, as his finger extended to point upwards. His other would look as if it were grasping something, while it cocked back in order to pull some sort of weight? A cupboard door could be heard opening in the distant kitchen, while a stream of water began to pour from the tap. Even though it seemed as if he were blatantly ignoring her, Ballen-Ist would keep up the conversation, before flopping down onto the couch, in an exhausted manner.

"I'm sure you would have made an excellent pureblood, Luminara."

 

[Slot 19]

"Oh stop, you're just saying that," Luminara said, waving a hand at him in mock embarrassment. "It must be nice to be Pureblood. All of the Force energy naturally residing within you. It comes so naturally to you, doesn't it?" In a way, she was envious of Ballen. It was a known fact that Purebloods were stronger in the Dark Side than almost any other race. Just imagining the kind of power they could wield left stars in her eyes.
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Strangely enough, two glasses of water would float out of the kitchen's doorway, and right into the living room. They would hover steadily in front of the duo, before being placed down onto a table that was nearby. One would advance on Ballen-Ist, for his arm reached out to grasp around it's cylindrical design. He had many beverages within his kitchen, ranging from blue milk to some of the strongest liquors in the galaxy. Even so, he preferred water after training. "I mean it, you're already an ideal Sith," he spoke, responding to her first statement.

The boy would ponder her second one, before smiring ever so slightly. "I believe you already know the answer to that." He replied, his eyes shifting to examine her beautifully burnt body. He had only started practicing his use of force lightning, and it's raw power was already formidable to a force sensitive genius such as [member="Luminara Rikanati"].

 

[Slot 19]

Luminara took her glass of water, raising it slightly in Ballen's direction as a gesture of thanks. "Flattery leads to pigheadedness. Pigheadedness leads to the first death on the battlefield. That's something my first master always told me," She said, taking a sip. She noted his eyes drifting across her torso. "I guess you're right. Your electricity was most stimulating." Her eyes lit up playfully.
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

"If you ask me, your master was a complete idiot in the first place," the pureblood would state before taking a drink, still pondering her story here and there. Rather amusing in all truth, though he was slightly jealous at the fact that [member="Luminara Rikanati"] had been able to slay her master, while he hadn't. Then again, she had been able to do so under..."Special" circumstances, that definitely wouldn't have ever come into place during Ballen-Ist's apprenticeship. The mere thought made the youth shiver in disgust. Averting his attention to the Twi'lek, Ballen-Ist would grin once more, listening to her comment in amusement.

"I'm always up for another round, you know," he would begin, meeting her playful look with one of his own. "However, this time it'll have to be somewhere far more comfortable." He finished, remembering the dense metallic floor of his arena.

 

[Slot 19]

Luminara smiled seductively. "Really now. Is there a specific place you had in mind?" She purred. She didn't have to ask, but it was fun to nonetheless. It was amusing to watch how he reacted.
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist could not help but pause briefly, thinking about what he was about to suggest. It sounded slightly familiar. Shrugging lightly, the young Knight would shake the feeling away from his mind, allowing it to be occupied by more important thoughts. Watching [member="Luminara Rikanati"]'s seductive smile, the pureblood could not help but grin mischievously himself, allowing his neck to crane towards the nearby corridor. The boy would turn his smooth skinned face back to look at the Twi'lek, before speaking, "It's just down the hall, I can show you if you like."

 

[Slot 19]

Luminara's smile would remain as her eyebrows raised slightly. "Very well," She said, slowly rising from the couch, "lead the way." She wasn't a fool. She knew that he could be taking her to a wide variety of places. Some of which were less appealing than others. So, she would prepare herself for whatever Ballen intended to do next.
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist could not help but furrow his brow in surprise, impressed that [member="Luminara Rikanati"] was able to walk. Thanks to their powerful dark side abilities, it seemed they were able to recuperate at a much faster pace than normal. Placing his hands on the couch's cushion, the young Knight would apply pressure to push himself off of it, only after watching the Twi'lek raise from her position. Stepping forward, the pureblood would take the lead, beckoning for her to follow as he walked down the short metallic corridor. The feeling of caution could be felt through the force off of the Twi'lek, only prompting the Knight to smile even wider. The duo would arrive in front of a door, which would slide away into the wall to reveal the room's contentions.

Spoiler

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Most would view Ballen-Ist's tastes as strange, for his home's interior did not match it's exterior at all. That is what he enjoyed about it, for deception was an important part of any Sith's life. Peering forward into the room, he would reach forward, flicking a switch that cause the many lined patterns on the floor to suddenly illuminate, though dimly. Stepping into his bedroom, the boy would toss his cape towards the tree looking hanger, using his telekinesis to guide it to the top branch. Once again, the Knight would hesitate, remembering back to the Twi'lek's story. The story, which was definitely the source of a strange nervousness that began to flow over him subtly. Sighing quietly, the boy would simply kick off his plated boots and gloves, placing them near his bed-side table. Stretching briefly, the pureblood would attempt to shake the feeling of fatigue from his being, for he knew that he would require much rest in the near future. The injuries he had sustained were considerable, though they did not prevent him from performing as he would on a day to day basis. The Sith would toss a curious glance to Luminara, wondering what her reaction would be. He wondered what she had expected. Even if the Twi'lek decided to be a tease and not join him, the youth figured he would get some well deserved rest either way.

 

[Slot 19]

Luminara's smile widened considerably as she entered the room. A sense of relief came over her. So, her initial hunch had been correct. A bittersweet feeling, to say the least. She had half-expected a dungeon of some kind. She looked around the room, walking slowly inside. She placed a hand on the hanger, lightly feeling the texture of it. "It's a gorgeous room. Sleek and modern, yet also elegant in a sense. You have good taste," She said, glancing over at him with a smirk. She could feel the nervousness as well as see it, despite the fact that he tried to hide it. She walked over until she was a mere inches away from him. Looking down slightly, her eyes locked with his. "Do I make you nervous?" She asked him quietly. Even if he didn't admit it, that would only further prove to her that he was.
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

Ballen-Ist would remain silent for a brief moment, as he listened to the Twi'lek compliment his taste in decor. It was always nice to have reassurance, especially for someone as prideful as the Knight. Tossing his durasteel torso plate to the floor, the pureblood would turn to look at Luminara, who had suddenly advanced. She was extremely close, he could almost feel her warm breath on his skin as she spoke. His eyes would lift, meeting her gaze before he spoke as well. "Let's be real, who wouldn't be after hearing that story?" The youth would retort, obviously referring to the fashion in which [member="Luminara Rikanati"] had slain her master. He would rather turn his nervousness into a joke, than flat out denying it like a coward. The Twi'lek before him was a beautiful specimen, one that would make even the toughest men falter. Ballen-Ist figured he was doing alright, even as he noticed the almost intimidating effects of her predator-like stripes.

The youth's red skinned hand would extend as his arm lifted, attempting to wrap around the female's waist, and pull her closer to his body.

 

[Slot 19]

Luminara let Ballen pull her into him. She lightly placed her hands on his chest. "He was one man. He was nothing like you at all. You have nothing to fear from me." She whispered. Then she closed the space between them, pulling his lips to her own. Her hands slid to his back as she wrapped her arms around him.
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

The youth would feel relieved as he listened to her whispers, grateful to know that he was in no way, shape or form, like her previous master. Feeling her smooth, though burnt skin against his own, Ballen-Ist could not help but grow excited, leaning his head forward slightly as [member="Luminara Rikanati"] closed the distance. Their lips would meet in a soft, gentle embrace, that would linger as the two held each other as well. The Knight would run his palm along the flesh of her pale back, allowing brief, weak tendrils of electricity to flow into her body, hoping to inflict the very twisted pleasure that the Twi'lek enjoyed. As time passed, the bursts of energy would undoubtedly grow stronger, keeping up with the intimacy they shared. He expected no less from the Acolyte either, rather eager to feel her power coursing through him once again.

 

[Slot 19]

Raw pleasure would begin to fill Luminara's body as Ballen's Lightning seethed through her skin. She would also begin sending her electricity into him, its intensity growing in perfect unison with his. She pulled her lips away for a moment as a soft moan escaped them. The pain was so good.......
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

 

[Ballen-Ist]

The dimly lit room would be illuminated in brief flashes, as the duo began to unleash their energy upon one another's body. Violet and blue glows of light would be cast here and there, as the force lightning released entered the lover's bodies, causing them to experience pleasure on a whole different level, for they were able to feed off of the pain inflicted. Ballen-Ist himself in particular was getting rather excited, seeing as [member="Luminara Rikanati"]'s desire for pain was far greater than his own, even though he could withstand it. The young Knight's smooth hands would run along her body, expelling torrents of energy into her here and there. One hand would reach up to gently grasp the Twi'lek's chin, before pulling it closer into another lip lock. As their flesh met, he would unleash another burst of lightning, which would conduct along Luminara's skin, and into his own. Pulling her closer, the duo would run out of space, inevitably falling upon the bed that had been rather close.

"If you thought round one was electrifying, I wonder how this will be." The Knight spoke, resting his head against the soft cushions, as he allowed the female's body to lay atop of him.

 

[Slot 19]

"Let me introduce you to true passion," Luminara replied. As the lightning about them increased, so too would their intensity. Soon, they became lost in a world of agonizing ecstasy. A place they wouldn't soon forget....
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

*Fade-to-black *

((OOC: Wanna add a little end note, or just end it here?))