A brilliant fire
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Outfit: Jedi Jumpsuit | Wedding Ring
Weapons: Lightsabers
Valery's voice slipped into Kahlil's mind as quick as a dagger, her teasing tone carrying an almost mischievous spark. <Bombs? That sounds like a great idea. Maybe I should whip up a few while I wait for you to catch up, Captain.>
The humor in her words was undeniable, but her fiery eyes remained sharp as she continued coordinating the townsfolk's evacuation. The last of the pirates had been dealt with, their weapons and makeshift defenses dismantled. The village was secure, but that didn't mean the weight of the situation had lessened.
When the shuttle descended, her attention shifted instantly. The sight of Kahlil stepping out onto the dirt street brought a warm, relieved smile to her face, but that expression faltered ever so slightly when the Keshian warrior followed close behind him. Valery's fiery gaze flicked toward the woman, just for a moment, her brows lowering as a hint of something unfamiliar and unwelcome stirred within her. Jealousy.
It was subtle — nothing more than a tightening of her jaw and a slight squint in her fiery eyes — but it was there.
She quickly pushed it aside, reminding herself of the mission and everything that was at stake. With a steadying breath, Valery walked up to Kahlil, her smile returning, though it carried a weight behind it now.
"The town is clear," she said softly, glancing over her shoulder at the exhausted but grateful villagers who were gathering by the Faedra. Her smile flickered, turning sad as her gaze settled on Kahlil again. "It's time to get everybody out."
Her voice dipped lower, and the emotion behind it was undeniable. He knew his wife, so as necessary as this was, he'd understand just how much this frustrated her.