A brilliant fire
Outfit: Jedi Jumpsuit
Weapons: Double-Bladed Lightsaber
Valery’s breath caught in her throat when Amelia ripped away the tattered remains of her top, leaving her upper half bare. It wasn’t the first time Valery had seen her companion in action, but this raw display of power and confidence, combined with the sight of her unashamedly exposed form, sent a flush of heat to Valery’s cheeks. She quickly averted her gaze, trying to be respectful, but the image was already burned into her mind.
When she finally looked back, Amelia was already in motion, evading the massive boulder and moving in for the kill with a ferocity that left Valery both in awe and slightly concerned. The battle was over in a flash, Amelia’s vibrosword slicing through the Gundark with ruthless efficiency until its severed head hit the ground with a dull thud.
Valery’s breath slowly returned to normal as the echoes of the fight faded from the cavern. But then, as she saw Amelia drop to her knees, panting and leaning heavily on her blade for support, all of her relief was replaced by a wave of concern.
Swallowing the lump in her throat, Valery hurried over to Amelia. She knelt beside her and hesitated for just a moment before resting a hand on Amelia’s shoulder.
“You did it,” Valery said, her voice softer than usual, tinged with both admiration and a hint of lingering fluster. But as she looked into Amelia’s eyes, she couldn’t hide her concern. “But next time, maybe ask for some help, alright?" She said with a smirk.
Valery then squeezed Amelia’s shoulder gently, her touch firm but reassuring. “Come on, let’s get you back to the ship. You need to rest and heal properly.”
Valery paused and blinked, "...and maybe get some new clothes."
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