Fun in Fennik

[Orphen]

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Orphen had been busy in the past little while, though, his duties of a Jedi had to come in at some point... he'd been sent to Tevura as a forward scout, hoping to visit some of the cities and see if there had been any form of occupation from the one Sith, as it was on their borders, and was likely to be a logical point of branching out for them, any information on their moving front was more than vital information, but, so far, in coming to one of the desert cities upon this part of the planet, Orphen could see nothing noting their presence here. People seemed at odds about the pending nature of the OS faction, and many people had evacuated already to safer climates, leaving those who could not afford to, or who simply did not care. Much of the media coming out of the deep core now was pro the One Sith, and the videos which showed their economy slowly but steadily climing were convincing, but, the slicer that Orphen was, knew propaganda when he saw it...

This was how all regimes worked.

Walking around the City, he could see a few people, some approached him thinking he was a hunter, but there had been some word about a Jedi being in town since a kid ran up, got into Orphen's pockets and managed to snatch one of his light-sabers. It wasn't the best day for Orphen, but, the young Jedi instead showed the kid how it worked, which, seemed to be just as good to the boy, whose eyes lit up like Christmas lights at the gold beaming blade. With news of him being there in the small community, went his description, it seemed that Orphen would have to leave all of his Slicing personas behind and simply be here as himself, and neither as Savant or the Blood Knight... which, was a pain it was true. Though, he could not help but shake this feeling off the back of his neck that something else was here...

The One Sith were close, and to not even have a hint of a presence here was something he had 'not' expected... something was coming... but he didn't know what.

 

[Kitty]

Kitty was given intel that there was a possible jedi on Tevura just outside of the One Sith borders. If the reports were true it could be an easy isolated kill and since Kitty was close by she decided to take it upon herself. The young feline had ulterior motives though. Even after she had discovered the secret to controlling her transformations she still couldn't manage it. Feelings of comfort and safety were the secret to controlling herself yet she was having the most difficult time calling upon those feelings. It was easy enough when she actually did feel safe and comfortable but outside of that she just couldn't seem to get the same feeling. Kitty was desperate and as much as she hated to admit it a jedi would probably be able to help her out the best. Actually finding a jedi without putting herself in great danger was a surprisingly difficult task. Though she supposed it shouldn't be. Still this opportunity that has fallen on her lap was unpassable. Naturally she couldn't take her apprentice or body guard with her. Nobody could know what she was up to. She herself hoped to forget this upcoming event shortly after it ends.

Landing her Phasma in a discrete location the young sith found herself in a mood that was a little unusual for her. Something about teasing a jedi and tempting one excited her. Truly this was a rare occasion as she decided to go with something other than her usual outfit. The weather on Tevura was insanely hot and lacking of moisture. Unlike humans and many of the other races in the galaxy Kitty had fur covering the entirety of her body. While it was most helpful when it was cold is was absolutely miserable when hot. Technically speaking by most laws species who are equipped with such fur are considered clothed at all times. Still Kitty liked to cover up some. Due to her lack of wardrobe she didn't exactly have to many options. She ended up settling with a dark purple bikini. She was also going to leave all her weapons on the ship. Didn't want him knowing she was sith or feeling threatened. Besides if things got bad she always had her natural claws.

Heading into town it didn't take Kitty long to find her target. He wasn't exactly blending in. The feline approached the man casually at first as if just going to walk right on by before suddenly taking interest in him as she neared. "How the heck can you wear that in this heat? "
[member="Orphen"]

 

[Orphen]

Orphen, kneeling down as he had been talking to another one of the kids which had approached him, asking about the world and the greater galaxy, but when a shadow hovered over Orphen he could feel a subtle twang across the strings of the force, something a little ominous, but not something which would actually register on his radar as anything significant, similar to the feeling he would normally receive by being so close to the border of the One Sith, and he was sure they had ambassadors somewhere on this planet. Orphen had found that once again he was having to take cover as his Savant persona, the helpful, righteous slicer of the Jedi order, like a superhero to those who looked up to him, but that was easily enough done. It was at the voice which called out to Orphen that caught him a little off guard, the slightly sweet voice, soft and harmonic as it washed past his ears. Listening for a moment he began to torn, opening his mouth to speak, as crouched he came faces to exposed slightly furred belly of the slender feline form of the humanoid whom had addressed him.

Looking up slowly and a tad nervously Orphen was a little thrown back by the attire, most who braved the desert wore long baggy silk so to avoid contact with the sun, he didn't expect the girl to have approached him to be dressed in such a manner, and it threw the Jedi Padawan off guard. Hesitating in speech he was stunned for little more than a couple of seconds as he found himself observing her, as the biological visor composed her data, which only threw Orphen off a little more. Grabbing one side of the visor and throwing it to a side as if it were a spider on the side of his head Orphen recoiled from the biological data of the woman before him,

"Uhm... sorry, electric shock..."

Orphen lied, standing up so that he could at least 'try' to focus on her face.

"Clothing... oh, yeah~ Uhm, I'm pretty used to most temperatures, I work in a factory or a workshop most of the time and heats from molten metal and the likes don't bother me, so, this temperature, is actually rather nice. Even with the clothes."

Orphen said with a smile, attemping in slight to avert the girls' eyes with his own. The first, was to avoid her stare, as he could already feel his cheeks begin to flush a tad, and all confidence and bravado begin to fade from his person, the other was his natural shyness when it came to his unnatural eye colours. He still had not had a true chance to come to terms with himself, be it the many metal nodes which still peppered across his body, or were it his naturally panicky mind due to the trauma of past events which, whenever mentioned surfaced to the forefront of his mind in photographic detail of the highest quality.

"Those clothes... you're not from around here are you? Most of the people here wear robes for the heat because the silk reflects the sun... "

[member="Kitty"]

 

[Kitty]

Kitty tipped her head in curiosity at his so called 'electric shock' she wondered what had just happened under the visor of his. It become immediately clear it wasn't just for looks. His shyness brought a smile to Kitty's face. Her mere presence was putting him off. Kitty was rather use to the reaction, but coming from a jedi it had a freshness about it. Or at least she assumed it was a jedi. She had a feeling he was but then again her ability to sense the force had never been that great. Her sensitivity to the force was fine it was just that her natural senses were soo strong it overpowered this sixth sense.

"So you probably don't do well in cold climates?" The feline asked after he had finished explaining his comfort with such warm temperatures. Not long after he would comment on her own attire. "Yup you got me, not from here. Even still the sun doesn't get past my fur. So this remains the best way I can try and escape from at least some of the heat."

The young birth defected Felacatian was unhappy with where this conversation was heading. As much as Kitty enjoyed small talk she had come here for business and maybe a bit of fun. She decided to fabricate a lie to try and move things alone. "You know you kinda smell like a jedi." Kitty would say. It was of course complete crap. There was no way to tell someone was a jedi by their smell, well unless you knew a few jedi and said jedi had their scent on him. Still this jedi didn't know that. Most sentients in the galaxy couldn't even begin to comprehend the information a developed nose can derive with a simple sniff of the air. They also couldn't even begin to comprehend the pain it gave in stinky areas.
[member="Orphen"]

 

[Orphen]

Orphen raised an eyebrow, he had heard the rumors circulating around the place ever since he had been with the child whom stole his light-saber, though, he had heard of a couple of races whom were able to hone in in force signatures, Vornskyr being one of them and the terentateks being another, so, he supposed it was possible that she was able to catch the scent of it, or perhaps she was making a scent based assumption because, Orphen too was rather blatantly someone from not being around here. Though, much of his armament would suggest that he was more of a trader than a Jedi, mostly due to the number of blasters he had on his person outnumbered the number of light-sabers. Though, he understood that there was no point in hiding his identity at this time. Taking in a deep breath and fighting down his more bashful side he turned to face her and nodded, answering her question honestly, but with a subtle dishonest twist.

"I am, the Name's Savant, and you're right, I really do hate the cold."

He said with a light chuckle, though, still some-what avoiding direct eye contact for extended periods of time. It made him nervous, and it was be easy to pick up on.

"I'm just here running a few errands and picking up some materials, but I shouldn't be staying long... Why? Are you looking for me?"

Interlacing his fingers, the male jedi stretched upwards, bringing his locked hands behind his head and holding them there, finding something to do with his hands, and simply trying to work through his emotions. Sadly, due to his nature, and liking to keep his thoughts to himself, many of the Jedi's teachings about how to conduct ones self, and the rest of their social conditioning had fallen on deaf ears, or at the very least, ears which actively listened, but, without a master, a body which also actively chose to ignore them. Orphen could not begin to see a distinction between a light and a dark side of the force, anymore than a person could have good or bad gravity... but, as his mind began to wander, he was pulled back to the present by attempting to evade looking in the direction of the felines' femanine assets.

Repression ran rampant within the ranks of the Jedi, and to that, Orphen was no exception.

[member="Kitty"]

 

[Kitty]

Kitty only barley managed to keep up her innocent passerby routine. Her body wanted to glare at him so bad. Instead of giving her an answer he decided to throw riddles at her. Kitty did not like being messed with like this. She was supposed to be the one toying with him. As the young felines emotions flared up a bit so did the dark side within her, though only to a small degree.

Thankfully Kitty still had the advantage. It was all too obvious the internal struggle he was going through. Unfortunately for him nature had decided to show the royal blooded feline quite a bit of favor. He wouldn't be able to resist admiring her for very long. Getting closer Kitty extended the claw of her index finger and traced it down [member="Orphen"]'s arm in a slight tugging motion. On accident she squeezed a bit of venom out causing a small drop to soak into his clothing. She still hadn't learned how to control the muscles that squeezed the venom sack yet. Her smile faded. Had she been tracing his skin and he flinched or something caused her claw to pierce him she would have accidentally killed him, which would have made her feel awful.

Trying not to draw attention to the drop of venom soaking into his clothing Kitty used her break in expression to further her conversation. "That's a shame. I've been having a lot of issues with stress and I thought maybe a jedi could help me. Could you not stay a bit longer?" Kitty asked continuing to trace her claw down him.

 

[Orphen]

Orphen couldn't do anything but hold his breath as she moved closer, close enough to grab, or hold, though there was a spike in something from her, something he could barely pick up... though through the force he could feel that there was something about her, but, rather than spark caution, it sparked curiosity. Which only made her attempts at infatuation even worse for the poor young Jedi. Biting his lower lip as she stroked his arm, his eyes traced the finger moving down his leather coat, then following her arm up to her detailed feline eyes, as he gulped... He was in trouble... and he didn't know what to do about it. It had been a rule for the Jedi for some time to abstain from relationships since the earliest days, as it was a bridge which led you to passion, for to want something, and to have it, would one day mean you would lose it, and that was a level of suffering which could lead a Jedi astray to the dark-side... though he could not deny the attractive appeal of the seductress before him, not in the slightest.

With a soft, nervous as hell exhale, Orphen doubted staying to help her would be a bad thing, he joined the Jedi to help people after all, that, and to fight for the logical winning side.

"Uhm, I mean, sure, I'm not going to leave for a while yet, what kind of stress? I''m not the strongest of Jedi I know, but I'm sure I'm able to help... husband issues?"

His last comment one born from a hopeful desperation that she was some-how already taken, because she was right, his resolve was holding on by a thread, but something moral such as her being already promised to someone else, would be a leg for the Jedi to stand on when it came to declining her, at this point, rather obvious advances... But then he began to think... he was an Epicanthix... if he had indulged in passion... there would be no way any of the other Jedi masters would be able to tell...

Shaking his head free of the thoughts which would surely, lead to darkness, he looked back to Kitty, breaking away from her and wandering over to a bench and offering her a seat.

[member="Kitty"]

 

[Kitty]

Kitty gave [member="Orphen"] a confused look. He just openly referred to himself as a jedi while as just earlier he was eluding to it. Then it suddenly hit her. He wasn't telling her some code name or obscure group he had confirmed her question and then told her his name and she hadn't give hers back! Embarrassment flooded Kitty though her fur covered up any signs of blushing. Though her change in behavior was sure to give something away. She was left totally blanked and missed the husband part. When she snapped to the jedi was moving towards a bench and gesturing for her to sit. Kitty followed and sat down directly beside him so that she was almost touching. Even with her goal achieved she was having too much fun to let up the pressure. "Nope no mate. I'm a Felacatian and when we get stressed out we shift into large cat rage monsters. I recently learned that feelings of comfort and safety where the key to controlling it, but I can't seem to conjure such feelings. Oh and my name is Kitty." Kitty said to the slightly taller adolescent.

 

[Orphen]

She seemed to freeze in place, perhaps some form of shock when he had said that he would delay his trip specially for her, he couldn't know what was going through her head, though, perhaps she thought that she would have to seduce him to gain his help... but, whatever the reason, he seemed to earn a reprieve from her wiles, and as Orphen walked to the bench, he breathed a slight sigh of relief as he was able to re-compose himself. His hand resting slightly on the bench as he had patted it to signal her to sit beside her. Orphen had not expected her to sit so close however, and as she sat she managed to sit on his hand, causing a mixed reaction of extremes which exploded in his mind, beginning with a confused sensation as he moved to dwell on the fact the contact was soft and warm... this was then instantly turned on its head when he realized 'where' he was touching and horrified at how that may have been perceived, yet morally torn apart when she said that she had no partner... Any resistance Orphen had managed to build up, was subsequently shattered and more. Tugging himself free for a moment blood flushed his cheeks as he blushed heavily, biting his lower lip almost involuntarily.

But moving to the subject matter at hand it seemed she had a really interesting problem, he had heard of races who had the ability to transform somewhat as well, there were viruses which also allowed the victim to transform and transformation was one of the core abilities of the Witches of Dathomir and the Sorcerers of Tund.

"It's nice to meet you Kitty, you're um... quite pretty." Orphen slipped.

"Anywho!

Ahh, well, umm, I-ahh, don't know a lot about your race I'm sorry, but, I mean, if the problem that you're having is that it's controlled by your emotional state, I could teach you some of the meditation techniques we use. Jedi have to keep calm and not allow our passions to rule us, but your emotions and that transformation trigger are probably tied to some of your base most survival instincts, which may be a little harder to override... But I think I would be able to help you with it... Is this transformation solely biological, literal, or, is it more spiritual?"

He asked out of interest, more than just a little intrigued, Felacatians sounded like a fascinating species, one which he could really sink into and learn a lot about.

[member="Kitty"]

 

[Kitty]

Having still been recovering from her momentary daze Kitty hadn't even noticed Savant's hand was there, that is till she sat on it. Kitty let out an "oh" before his hand was removed from under her. Freeing his hand the jedi's reaction was rather severe. Trying to keep his composure and failing, the jedi finally complimented on her appearance. "Thank you. You aren't bad looking yourself." Kitty said truthfully. She wasn't a huge fan for those that neared her small stature. If he was taller Kitty could see him being a model. These thoughts were a bit strange to Kitty, wasn't normally something she thought about. Then again it was that season.

The young feline returned her attention back to the reason she had come here in the first hand. She was a little upset by his offer though. Kitty hated and refused to distance herself from her emotions. This was the biggest reason as to why she disliked the jedi and why no matter how much better they were than the sith in what they did, she just could not even consider joining them or approve of their teachings. "I don't know." Kitty answered. "All I know is that stress is what causes the shift and comfort and safety is suppose to help me control it. I have also noticed it's what initiates the change back." Kitty was beginning to think that maybe a jedi was the wrong person to go to. She wanted to be able to conjure feelings of comfort and safety. All they wanted to do is ignore their feelings.
[member="Orphen"]

 

[Orphen]

Orphen could almost feel the disappointment dripping from her, someone had crept up to take his Visor... Reaching out with the force, Orphen gripped the Visor and pulled it back to his hand, the young girl thief and opportunist looked up a little afraid and disappointed as Orphen smiled and waved to her, coaxing the girl to run off quickly. Now Orphen was the person who felt bad, he needed to think on his feet, thousands of thoughts per moment raced through his mind, an amount which would cause a normal person to black out from the processing power required, piece by piece his reasoning fell into place. If her transformations were linked to her emotions and her primal instincts, and they were a problem, there was probably a level of her species and culture which was a little more primal... which would explain the open flirting. The jedi way of things wasn't known for being accommodating to the feelings of others, so, it seemed like she didn't want to be taught to be some kind of Robotic force to simply gain control of her transformations.

Orphen shuffled a little closer, not, quite familiar with social etiquette, but, ran one of his fingers from the back of her neck, tracing a snaking pattern down her spine, something he remembered an old friend used to do to him while he was in the facility, it always made him feel nice when it was done.

"I'm not suggesting we bottle up your emotions like some more die-hard Jedi do... because that solves nothing... I was taught that each emotion leads to another one, but you have to know your emotions intimately, and then know how they transfer... Hundreds of years ago, there was a Jedi named Dooku, he was a Count, and he learned that he was able to change between all of his emotions, and use each individual one as a power source, and switching when that ssource ran dry, making him able to use the magic we Jedi use far more than almost anyone else. He learned that all your emotions tie into one another, they link together. I could help you learn how to make that transfer i guess... I don't think I would be able to teach you to use the force... but i could help you learn how to conjure and maybe even switch between your emotions. "

Orphen said with a kind hearted smile and a slight chuckle, not beginning to care as much where his eyes wondered, though he managed to keep his gaze not straying much lower than her neck and shoulders.

[member="Kitty"]

 

[Kitty]

Kitty hadn't expected to be moved on herself, thought she probably should have been prepared for it. Guess she didn't actually fully expect the jedi to fall. A flinch was all she showed as Savant placed a finger on her neck. The physical touch had a more sever reaction than Kitty was use to. Kitty had always enjoyed attention especial of a physical nature, but this was a little different. It was as if her fur was more sensitive and she couldn't help but let out a purr as his tracing sent pleasant shivers down her. Shocked at her own reaction Kitty recoiled. This was a jedi she refused to allow herself joy from the attention of a jedi. Backing away from his touch she would make sure he didn't stop with his advise because of her rejection and insist her continued.

Something in his speech struck Kitty though, so much so she completely lost focused of the reason she was here to begin with. This jedi didn't reject emotions but embraced them. She couldn't even process what he was saying anymore as she struggled to process this. As she did so she found herself semi consciously moving back towards him. [member="Orphen"]

 

[Orphen]

Orphen had thought he had done something wrong at first, but, her eyes seemed to be locked on him, she purred, which he considered to mean that what he was doing was pleasurable, after he finished she seemed to lean back in, almost invitingly, and Orphen ran his fingers through her hair down to the back of her neck and down to between her shoulder blades like he had done before, but now he was mixing up the patterns, though not in such a manner that he would mess up her fur. He had a feeling she would detest that, most furred creatures were rather particular when it came to the alignment of their fur. He waited for her to say something, though, her leaning back in seemed to be the permission to continue.

"So, I guess the first thing we need to do, is, try to think of a time you felt happy, safe, and secure. Perhaps with a friend or loved one, or how about now? How does this make you feel? Once you have a time like that in your head, think about what it was like to feel that, remember how your body felt, the speed your blood pumped through your body... your heart slowing, your breathing steadying, all those muscles which tense up when you're in danger relaxing and falling soft. Though your neck... chest, arms, stomach, thighs... all relaxing. These are the physical effects of calm, remember them, and so will your mind, and your stress will begin to fade. It's not enough to just think of a happy time, you need to feel your body go through this process."

Orphen spoke with a low voice, slow, calm and collected. Though, truth be told he was simply converting most of what he was saying from several books about the emotional condition from his readings in the Jedi library, though those Jedi were far greater than he was, and knew a lot of what they were talking about. Orphens low, slow paced tone, was attempting to help her to relax, so that she could identify and epitomize the kind of calm that she would be trying to achieve, and so he continued to stroke up and down her back and neck, branching out to around to the side of her neck and across her shoulders. His eyes rested softly on her slender form.

[member="Kitty"]

 

[Kitty]

Words were lost to Kitty as her purring resumed and his affection excited her more. She was so lost in the sensations she didn't even consider if her fur was being messed up her not. Despite the physical action his voice, what he was saying was actually having a calming effect on her and her body startled to settle down. She was starting to feel very comfortable and moved in to lean her whole body up against him.

While Kitty did feel comfortable though she still didn't feel safe. Any sudden moves from him would likely set her on full alert, completely undoing all that had been done.
[member="Orphen"]

 

[Orphen]

Moving suddenly was the last thing on Orphen's mind, with the way she reacted to a stranger, he would have thought that she had not felt kindness at all over her life... though, then again, that could be a reason for her not being able to control the transformation, had she been living a life of survival, to those in hard times comfort and safety was not a luxory that they could often afford. But Orphen felt affection growing within him, she felt warm, and as she pressed herself up against him, Orphen would hesitate for a moment and then continue. Not making any sudden movements or anything that would rattle her. As she rested against him, he rested his head on top of hers and with his other hand, slowly moved it over so that she would be able to clearly see what he was doing as he took one of her hands, running his thumb over the top of her palm and interlacing his fingers with hers.

"You're safe now Kitty, nothing here can hurt you, or will. I promise."

He spoke lightly and softly as he had been, humming lightly, enjoying the closeness of this himself... simply saying the words in an attempt to bring on the desired effect, and he felt like he was getting there slowly. Be one a sith or Grey, a smuggler or an assassin, the promise of a Jedi was often something that was known to be foolishly lived to, even if it would cause the Jedi great detriment, having often led them into ambushes traps and into general trouble over the years. As, by and large, Jedi were honest people.

"So, tell me... how are you feeling right now?"

Out of a sheer curiosity as Orphen ran his fingers through her hair, he'd press his fingers behind one her her ears, and roll his thumb in gentle yet firm circles over what he knew was a sensitive spot in most people due to a nerve cluster by the ear. He wondered if she would have the normal human reaction, or the more felinus reaction to the act, out of wanting to know a little more about her. Though, still, try as he might he was unable to sense what was unique about her, though his gut deep down was still trying to figure it out. As he coaxed her to talk, he would slow down on the petting so not to distract her too much, picking it up again afterwards.

[member="Kitty"]

 

[Kitty]

Kitty's eyes had closed at this point. She relied more upon her ears and nose than she did her eyes anyways. Still she was on alert her ears pivoting to the location of every little sound and in this busy town there was much noise. She opened her eyes a moment to see Savant lock his hand in hers. It didn't bother her though and she closed her eyes again, never letting her purr up for a second.

Savant tried to convince her she was safe, but it did her no good. He asked her how she felt and lightened his petting. "Scared." Kitty answered. Right now she was scared of the sith. What if one of them was here and recognized Kitty. They'd both be killed, not that Kitty would let that happen. Even if she wasn't killed though her life would still be over. Kitty knew the scent of all the assassins but with all the people around it would be difficult to pick them out if one of them were here. Then there were the non assassin sith who Kitty didn't know the scent to any of them. The only thing keeping her from bolting was how much she was enjoying the attention.

Kitty was built much differently than the majority of sentients. Her ears were hyper developed and rather than being on the sides of her head they sat at the top. The only thing the jedi would find around her ears were the little muscles that moved them around like radar atop her head and the massaging of those little muscles felt oh so good, evident by the increase in volume of her purring when he moved over them.
[member="Orphen"]

 

[Orphen]

Orphen liked the sound of her rhythmic purring, it was even relaxing him though as she replied that she was scared he found himself a little at odds with what to reply to that, he could only think of the reactions of his own Jedi master Seraphina who would no doubt disapprove of this interaction, thought she was often more understanding, this was more or less an objective breaking of the jedi code, though, at this time, the pros seemed to outweigh the cons, he didn't feel some kind of pull of dark forces weighing in on his soul like a paradigm shift within his body, he only felt like he wanted to make this girl feel happy, regardless of the punishment he might receive from the other Jedi... but there was no real way they would be able to find out as long as she didn't spread the word. Orphen hummed in thought, and affirming her statement.

"I am too... ... I'm not going to let anything happen to you Kitty, I may not be big or old, but I'm stronger than I look. Everything'll be ok."

Though when Orphen found the points on her ears she liked being touched and massaged, he began to pay that area special attention, feeling the warmth of her body heat against him as he caressed and massaged her ears more firmly as you would many other breeds of cats. A blush came across Orphen's face as he found himself looking at her lips and wondering what other things would be like. Admiring her form as he talked he bit his lower lip and blushed an even rosier pink as he somewhat realized that he girl on the bench he was stroking and helping was only wearing a bikini.

"So... I hope I've helped, So, when you feel yourself begin to feel stressed and defensive, just remember these things, by relaxing yourself and going through this process, you should be able to reverse your own transformation. Though, it's not going to be easy. I'll admit."

[member="Kitty"]

 

[Kitty]

Kitty stood up and away from [member="Orphen"] at his offer of protection and his mention of being strong, her purring also stopped. The young feline decided to give him some truth followed by some deceit. "My father is a sith lord." Kitty said to the jedi in all seriousness. "I'm not force sensitive so he couldn't train me. But if he were to find this out he'd definitely kill you. Kitty made a mental note to learn art of the small so she could back this lie up in the future.

Kitty's purring couldn't be help back though as he pet her nice places by her ears more firmly. She didn't just let herself get lost in the feeling though. She was going to have to make a decision. This was different then the other pets she received. She was attracted to him. A nice jedi who didn't ignore his feelings. He was good looking too, though a little short. That and by the force did he know how to make her feel good. His touch and voice was so kind and loving. The life of a sith was passion was it not. Kitty watched his gaze as he looked over her. Perverts didn't blush in embarrassment. The jedi started talking again and Kitty could tell he was trying to remove himself from the situation, trying not to become attached. Kitty wasn't going to let him do that. Moving herself unto his lap Kitty looked deep into his eyes, just before moving her muzzle towards him for a kiss.

 

[Orphen]

[member="Kitty"]

Orphen was surprised when she suddenly rose from his grasp, she looked troubled, her graceful purring had come to a stop as she announced that she was the biological daughter of a Sith Lord, suddenly all of the dots were beginning to line up, the daughter of a Sith lord likely didn't know much of a father's love. From his knowledge of the One Sith, they were a power oriented organisation where knives and competition were ever so elegantly slid between the shoulder blades of each other. In that kind of scenario, how could there be time to relax or feel safe... and sadly, she would likely find no such peace within the order of the Jedi either... everyone there was either scared of the Sith, or hated them for some form of loss that they had experienced in their lives, and being the Daughter of a Sith Lord, would make her the target of that hate and fear... It made Orphen sad... but, as she spoke of herself not being force sensitive, Orphen almost immediately knew she was trying to hide it, and played along. Multiple studies of force users within the Jedi have pointed to a hereditary nature in force sensitives, which only seemed to increase with the power and the prestige of the parents... If her father really was a Sith Lord, the probability of her not being a force sensitive was excruciatingly low... Far lower than the probability of her being a Sith, but simply wanting to hide it from someone she needed help from, to avoid judgment.

But Orphen stayed quiet on the matter.

Whatever the truth, she had her reasons for saying what she was saying, his time in the Cartels had taught him that, no matter how short lived those few years were. As she stood there, Orphen did not break eye contact with her eyes, tilting his head quizzically to the side. Were he to meet her father, he would no doubt be petrified with fear at the gigantic force signature which would no doubt have been pulsating from every proton of his physical form, but he wasn't looking at a Sith Lord, the girl who stood before him, afraid, and risking herself in revealing her nature and history to a Jedi, was not something which struck fear into his heart. Orphen could feel at the base of his neck the metal node which was implanted there still remained, as well as the seven others down his back and a few more of them across his body...

"Everyone has a History Ki~,"

But it was moments later that she was in his lap, Orphen was silenced by her touch, by her presence, it was only now that he became truly afraid... her touch tantalized him, her position left nothing to be desired as he could feel the closeness and intimacy of the encounter. As she leaned forward she would be able to see the scared look in his eyes as he didn't know where to put his arms as they flailed a little, not in protest, but, in more of a desperate confusion about what to do in this situation. He was trapped, but, at the same time, he kind of wanted to be trapped. She leaned in for the kiss and that's when Orphen knew he was beaten, his heart felt like it was beating so fast it was going to explode, his hands found her hips and slid down to her thighs, squeezing slightly just to affirm his grip, his fringe covering his eyes as she moved closer as he was finally defeated by this girl. Leaning up and committing to the kiss with all of himself.

How could this be against the will of the force? - he thought to himself...

I will protect this girl...

 

[Kitty]

Kitty was oblivious to the complicated thoughts going on in the Jedi's head. All she knew was that his hand reached her hips and traveled down her thighs. Already her body was starting to react to his touch. She welcomed this acceptance and wrapped her arms around his torso to embrace him just as she locked into a kiss with him. The passionate kiss lit Kitty's body a flame with need. Normally Kitty's heat didn't bother her. Until now she hadn't received any physical affection during the seasonal occurrence. She hadn't realized how powerful the natural body function was till now. Using all her will power Kitty pulled her away from the passionate embrace. "You know with you being a jedi and me having a sith father, we probably shouldn't be doing such things in public. There'd be hell to pay if either of our superiors found out." Kitty said. Though she herself was very near the point of not caring. What little was left of her clear conscious knew she would regret it later though and what was left of that clear conscious was swiftly disappearing.
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