Interlude: The Jedi's Forge

[Ria Misrani]

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"Again!" Myrra shouted as her sister launched an attack and she blocked, "drop the attitude, Lyra. Again." She watched as her sister picked up the wooden weapons and reset herself. "You're not crippled, you're without the force. Do it. Again." The older Araano barked and nodded acknowledging her younger sister's next attack. She ducked underneath, clocking Charlyra in the back. "C'mon!" Sweat dripping down her brow as she looked at the mat, Lyra rolled up and went straight into her next attack. "There we go!"

In the wake of Charlyra's condition, training the Acolyte in other methods of combat has been critical. Charlyra hated to be so - mundane? Without the Force. Shii-Cho, Djem So and Makashi. Were the forms that Charlyra was now training in, forms that did not rely so heavily on force powers. In addition she'd been working more and more with traditional lightsabres. "Let's go again sun djem!" Myrra demanded she wanted, needed to know her sister could disarm someone without her force abilities and sun djem was a classic Shii-Cho move to do that in. The two of them were in a small room somewhere on the Villa.

The sound of wooden weapons clashing could be heard. Myrra's concentration was doubled here, she was harder on her sister and fought her like a true opponent might. "Almost little sister, let's go again."

Charlyra on her part rolled her shoulders back as she readjusted her stance to an offensive neutral and then worked from there. Step, step, block, parry, block, thrust. She would prove that she was still a Jedi even without her force abilities. Her heart and soul beat for this, they bled for it. Jung, jung ma and sai! Jung! Clash, the weapons worked against the other and Charlyra gritted her teeth. Myrra was losing her footing. The hilt of her weapon faced her, as she headbutted Myrra and used the distance between to come in with a flowing water attack.

Myrra didn't have the time to move out of that one, and so she struck back, hard. Breaking into a shun, she then moved straight into a disarming attack. Charlyra's yelp could be heard as the wooden weapon fell out of her hand, without thinking she charged right into Myrra who had not been expecting her younger sister tackle her to the ground. It was at this time that either of them realized that they had gathered an audience...

[member="Tempest"] | [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]​

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


Naturally this was the perfect moment for the Czarina of Firemane to make an appearance while the two sisters duelled, wrestled and so and so forth. "I see you're on top of things, Lyra?" Of course, she had to make a cheesy quip when she made her entrance. Her curvaveous body was clad in a pair of fiery robes. They were obviously cooler and more practical than Jedi ones, or at least Siobhan thought so. Her scarlet hair cascaded about her shoulders in a full mane. Classy, sparkling earrings adorned her ears and her feet were tucked into a pair of black leather boots.

 

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Charlyra looked up over her shoulder and gave her master a smile. Getting up from the mat, the younger Araano assisted her sibling. The acolyte wore light red robes and black boots as well. "Of course, master," clearing her throat. Myrra gave a chuckle as she walked to grab their towels, tossing one to Charlyra she informed the Grand Mistress of the acolyte's progress since their training began.

"Acolyte Araano is doing well, however; we're still having a few issues with anger, and overall attitude, but she is progressing." Taking a bottle of water she gave it squeeze, "we're still learning Shii-Cho specific manuvers, once she's done that. We'll move on to another form."

The younger Araano patted herself with the towel, dabbing off the sweat, she looked down at her bruises and shrugged, "one of these days I'll get the falling leaf manuever down, without falling right on my arse."

"Or getting knocked onto it," Myrra quipped, "still, you're improving, but for now we'll need to rest and get back to the weights and conditioning. Your body has long relied on the force and now that you are without it, you'll need to learn how to fight without it."

"And part of that is conditioning, thank you Myrra." Charlyra completed her sister's sentence. A sly look was given to her Mistress, "although I do believe there are ways to improve one's conditioning without the use of weights..."

Myrra paused a moment and looked between the two, "oh ... kay, well, if you like we can do some water work today in the pool?"

"Sounds great, would like to join us today?" The normally reserved Charlyra had come out of her shell, more and more. After Castameer she seemed to be more daring in terms of her personality. Or perhaps it had been after so much time around Siobhan and Tempest, the Acolyte was picking up a few traits.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


Siobhan's gaze might have wandered to Charlyra's toosh for just a bit longer than was appropriate, before the Acolyte of Fire got up. The self-proclaimed Grandmistress just happened to have a roving eye.


"I see. That sounds like a good training programme. Keep up the good work. You're being quite an asset, Myrra. The Force is a powerful tool, but it's important not to become wholly reliant on it," she said in her best 'Master' tone. Her lecture might've been somewhat hypocritical.


"And don't shirk the weights, Lyra. They may give you some nice muscles. That'll make you less dependent on your passive abilities to boost yourself. Besides, the ladies love muscles." Well, Siobhan certainly did. The Countess raised a delicate eyebrow, looking amused. "Water work, huh? What do you have in mind."

 

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Charlyra looked her Master over for a moment, answering, "aerobics I think, something about getting full movement?" Stepping back toward her workout bag, Lyra slung it over her shoulder. "And I would not pass up the opportunity to improve my strength, especially since I can no longer rely on the Force." She had no idea that - well, she did, she had every idea that Siobhan was looking her over. In the time after Castameer, her workout routines were more rigorous, Myrra was not kind to her. In fact, Myrrashai Araano was tough perhaps she should meet a certain Angelii.

Myrra answered, "yes, full body movements and working with weights while in the water, and water jogging." A pause for breath as she grabbed her gear, "the idea is to get the most out of our workout."

"That," Lyra pointed to her sister and then began to make her way for the door, "and the more in the pool."

"Or just say that you want to see your master in a swimsuit."

Lyra gasped, "why I would never..."

"You can put your tongue back in your mouth little sister." Myrra quipped as she rolled her eyes, "I'll see you... two at the pool."

Charlyra blushed and chewed on her lower lip. "Sometimes, I forget she has the ability to read my thoughts."

Popping back into the room Myrra defended herself, "Charlyra you're about as subtle as a rock in a pond, and the last person I want to use my telepathy on, is you."

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


It was too easy. Way too easy. Siobhan looked as smug as a cat who'd gotten the cream. "Oh, darlin', if all you want to do is see me in a tight swimsuit, you just have to ask," she smirked. Her hand stroked down Charlyra's back to rest upon her butt, giving it a light pat. "I believe your sister's training sessions are paying off," she commented approvingly.


"See you at the pool." Then the Countess withdrew her wandering hand and began to limp away. It annoyed her immensely, but she'd probably always walk with a limp. Sometimes it bothered her less, but it was always there, though at this point it might be partly psychosomatic.

 

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Charlyra stood there going through a variety of emotion, she watched as her Master departed the room and followed up after her. Coming to walk side by side, the younger Araano sibling kept herself at Siobhan's pace. She made no bones about her desires, "swimsuit is just the start." She felt her heart race, she'd never quite done this before and this new bravado was just that, new. "I'd uh," well, she'd like to see Siobhan in less, a lot less than just the swimsuit. Clearing her throat she breathed through it, "like to..." It felt odd for her, this sort of thing wasn't accepted by the Jedi and she had to remind herself she was no longer a Jedi. To be quite frank, she wanted to worship her Master in a completely different light. "I - I well," she was flustered, "maybe after the work out we could..."

Myrra was definitely as far away from this conversation as possible, in fact, she was thinking of her own lady... well, lady she liked anyway...

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


"Enjoy one another? I'm so glad to hear you want that," Siobhan purred, her voice both lewd and suggestive. The Countess never saw much of a point in obfuscating her considerable desires, and probably had a very high opinion of her charms. Besides, the way Charlyra responded to her was adorable.


However, seeing the Acolyte stumble over her words, her tone became gentler. One hand reached out to stroke Charlyra's dakr hair. "We can move at your pace, dear. There's nothing wrong with what you're feeling. You're a beautiful woman, you have desires, and it's healthy to bond with others in the order. I must say, I'm flattered by your interest. And no woman has ever left my bed unsatisfied," she leaned forward and planted a quick kiss on the woman's lips.

 

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Charlyra stopped for a moment a hand sweeping through her hair. "After Tython, I had to convince myself that what I was feeling was merely an infatuation." Resulting from years of being alone, but now, "now though," her eyes don't wander away. They're locked onto Siobhan's, "now after all this time. I am ready to be ... to do," oh boy, the Acolyte's level of smoothness was about as amazing as Symara's ability to ask Elpsis out on a date when not in combat. "Well..."

"Are you two going to stand there all day making eyes at each other or are we training?" Myrra interjected.

The younger Araano turned about fifty shades of red, "I do not make eyes!" And then there was a clearing of her throat, "perhaps after training?"

At the pool Charlyra was dressed down into her swimsuit, her sister then handed her the water weights and looked over at the Grandmistress. The Knight asked, "would you like to participate as well, I have an extra set of weights." Usually just in case Myrra could catch a certain priestess, but hey - convenience. "A water workout is the most effective way of getting a total, full body workout, at least in my opinion."

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


"Actually, Lyra, I think you've been definitely giving me bedroom eyes," Siobhan could not help trolling. "Not that I mind. You have lovely eyes." Deciding she'd embarrassed her Acolyte enough, the Grandmistress shed her robes.


It went without saying that she saw nothing wrong with stripping right in front of Charlyra and Myrra. Modesty had never been her strong suit. Besides, Lyra wanted to get into her pants, so she'd see her naked soon enough! Conveniently Fire Order robes were less baggy and impractical than Jedi ones.


Siobhan was a voluptuous woman with an ample bosom, womanly hips and a tight butt. Her muscle mass had noticeably gone down since she was not a full-time soldier anymore and had neither the time nor the incentive to exercise as much as she'd done in the past, but she was still toned and fit with not a hint of fat on her. Vicious scars were etched into her skin, though she carried herself as if they were medals instead of disfigurements. Here there was a scar inflicted by an armour-piercing slug round, there a burn caused by Force Lightning, and so on and so forth.


Having removed the robes, she put on a tight swimsuit, then limped towards the pool. "I'll join you, sure. Just take pity on an old lady with a bad leg," she joked when Myrra passed out water weights.

 

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Myyra's mouth opened and then shut, she gestured as if she was going to talk, and whatever she was going to say just left her mind. The older Araano just got into the water with the weights, "right yes, well, water does a good deal of balancing that all out." She swore she had a plan for the day, clearing her throat she flushed out any provocative images she had in her mind and just kept the Priestess's voice in her mind. "So we're going to some simple stretches to start and then I'll uh, grab the weights." She had them set on a rack that was plugged into the pool, "so just follow along to the best of your um, abilities."

Charlyra was still getting over the fact that she made eyes, she did not make eyes. Did she? Sio said so, the younger Araano had been in thought and then suddenly there was a naked [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] in front of her, and well, concentrating became just a little bit harder. Scars, curves and the Acolyte wondered if the temperature was rising or if it was just her. It was just her if her sister's facial expression was of any indication. "I can, um, I can assist you."

"For force sakes," Myrra quipped, why was she in here? Could she be doing something else? Maybe, if she hadn't already scheduled time for herself to do this.

Lyra gave her sister the stank eye and then looked down at her own body, well, she was nowhere near as curvy as Siobhan. She had scars but not nearly as many, body was a bit more tone but then Lyra worked out as if without it she'd die. "So the exercises are they same as before?"

"Yes, yes they are." Force sake this was feeling awkward, there was sexual tension all in the atmosphere here, and Myrra just kept herself focus, "so we're going stretch out our arms like this and then, hold them in place, one, two, three and four. Then we come back down and again up, one, two, three and four, we'll repeat this a few times just to get our arms warmed up." Honestly they should've stretched before getting into the water, but given how distracted she'd been - she's just gonna skip a few steps.

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


"Sounds like a plan. I'll follow your lead," Siobhan gave Myrra a smirk. She seemed to enjoy getting Araano sisters all flustered. There was an awful lot of sexual tension in the atmosphere, which pleased her. A certain Eldorai Priestess just happened to be one of Sio's good friends.


"Aww, you're such, a sweetie," she purred in response to Charlyra when the younger Araano offered to assist her. "Is it just me or has it gotten very hot here? Best cool down, and get wet." You could always rely on Siobhan's penchant for corny innuendo.


Her roving eye swept over both Araano sisters. Both were very attractive, appealing to different sides of her. Taking ahold of the weights, she stepped into the pool, enjoying the way the water made her body feel. Then she began stretching her arms, following Myrra's instructions. Her movements were less practiced and smooth an the elder Araano's, but she seemed to be getting into the game instead of just making a show.

 

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Myrrashai now focused on giving instruction applauded both of them. "Good job, ladies, now let's take a moment to just hold the weights out like this." She says as she holds her weights away from her, "and then bring them back in like this, and repeat, one, two, hold and three, four bring it back, one, two hold and three, four bring it back." She repeated several times, and for the next ten minutes they focused on the arms.

"Very good, now let's set our weights aside, and lets grab some smaller weights like so, and we're going to jog around the pool okay, don't worry it's not that deep," she says giving a side glance over at Charlyra who in return glared, "you're both doing so well, okay ready? Lets take those smaller weights and now jog, just keep a simple pace, don't walk but don't run okay, and as we're jogging we're going to move our arms, the water is going to help by providing some resistance."

Charlyra was glad to have been in front of Siobhan she didn't know if she'd be able to concentrate otherwise.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


Right. Grab smaller weights, jog around the pool at a simple pace and move your arms. Siobhan was not very mobile, but she could do that and the water balanced out her disabilities a bit. Right now she was kind of enjoying herself. The exercise was doing her some good.


"Those are some very nice arms, Lyra." Clearly Siobhan could not be expected to stop oggling or flirting. Undoubtedly the younger Araano would need all her stamina when the Countess took her to bed.


"I hear you're getting on well with a certain Priestess, Myra. I cannot fault your good taste. She's very cute." After all, it would be unfair if the Grandmistress focused all her attention on one Araano and did not troll the other.

 

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Myrra flushed about fifty shades of red and cleared her throat, "uh well, she's um, she's smart and beautiful and - you know we're just gonna keep jogging." She said doing her best to keep focus. "Alright, one, two, three and let's continue on, at a nice even pace." Lyra, on the other hand, blushed and kept her pace, the oogling or flirting had by now become a common thing. She knew more about Siobhan than Myrra and took into consideration her master's physical condition. She held her pace so she could keep with Siobhan, "my arms are indeed very nice, if you need assistance." The former Jedi was still, well, a former Jedi and nervous about everything although she tried to emulate her sister's smoothness. "I mean, uh well, what I mean is um I can - well, I don't um..." Feth, she had something in mind, "I-"

"Jogging, ladies, we are jogging you can put your stamina to the test in other ways, later, okay one more lap and then we'll... break, I guess," Myrra's physical fitness plan had been thrown off and now she just needed to regroup and maybe call a certain Priestess.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


"Her ears are very sensitive. Always lap attention on them if you're with an Eldorai woman. They love it. She also likes caramel syrup. Just offering friendly advice. Oh, and she's an empath. It really enhances the experience," Siobhan said innocently. Apparently she liked seeing Myrra fifty shades of red.


She smirked at Charlyra and gave the younger woman. "You're so sweet and considerate, but I can manage. I'm sure you'll be helping me out in many ways." Somehow, she could even make this comparatively innocent sentence sound lewd and suggestive. "Soon." A hearty laugh escaped her throat when Myrra tried to get everyone to focus on actual exercise, then she went back to actually jogging.

 

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Myrra stopped in the middle of the pool, one eye twitching and then there was a feeling. An uncomfortable feeling of being aroused right here and right now, "you know, why don't we break for the day..." She made a hasty exit. Lyra on the other hand, stood there for a moment trying to figure things out. "I don't thnk I've ever seen her run that fast without the force," the younger of the two siblings managed her way out of the pool, "well, why don't we dry up and head back to the Villa?" She offered, "and is Myrra really going to be with the Priestess?" She just never really thought about those two together, at least not in that way or even together. Grabbing her things she grabbed hold of Siobhan's clothes too. "Might do us some good to warm up," it wasn't that Lyra had completely forgotten what she had been suggesting earlier, it was just that right now, her brain was a little scattered. Clearing her throat she steeled herself at the sight of Siobhan, "warm up like with a towel and um, clothes, or no clothes, clothes?" She questioned.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


Siobhan shrugged, watching Myrra make a hasty retreat. "Who knows. As a Priestess Eileithya is wedded to the Goddess, but she likes the ladies. Truthfully, your sister could really use a lay and some companionship. She's been in the shadows for so long."


There was a broad grin on her face when she turned her attention back to Lyra. "Warm up, huh? Sure. I think we're pretty warm without clothes. And I believe you wanted to worship your Grandmistress and show her how much you adore her? Is that correct, Padawan?" There was a twinkle in her eyes.

 

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Charlyra smiles, "you could say that, but not here." Taking a deep breath she looks around the pool house, "there are better places for that, and worship is one way to put it." She was nervous, excited and all the emotions that went along with this, but she wanted to do this properly. Charlyra held out her arm, "Grandmistress." The Acolyte, the Padawan didn't know why she waited so long to do this. Old habits she supposed, things like this were forbidden during her time as a Jedi. Even if she threw such things to the wind when it came to Ammee. Siobhan had played a great role in helping Charlyra to grow, and did Charlyra want to repay that? Not necessarily, no. She admired, and adored her Master - their stories were parallel, perhaps much too parallel. A glint in Lyra's eyes told the story of that admiration.

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

 

[Siobhan Kerrigan]

[member="Charlyra Araano"]


Siobhan loved being worshipped and adored. She'd gotten used to a high level of devotion and enjoyed being treated like a queen. Moreover, she cared about the little birb and saw a bit of her younger self in her. The Grandmistress took the profferred arm, feeling quite pleased. "Come on, darling. Time for some fun. You'll enjoy it," she batted her eyelashes at Charlyra.


Back to the villa they went, after drying themselves with towels. By chance, they ran into Harmony. The Dahomian gave a low whistle and gave Charlyra a cheesy thumbs up, as if she knew exactly what was going on. Then again, it was not rocket science.


Regardless, Siobhan led Lyra to a fancy bedroom with a king - or rather queen - sized bed. Obviously she and Tegaea had a common bedroom they shared, but they also maintained separate ones for whenever one of them wanted to spend a night with someone else or simply needed some space after an argument. While not without problems, it was a practical arrangement that suited both wives.


Siobhan gave Charlyra an encouraging look. One hand stroked across the Acolyte's dark hair, the other cupped her cheek, caressing it. "You've wanted this for a long time." It was phrased as a statement not a query. Her voice was caring and gentle. "I'll make it special for you, sweetie." Then she leaned forward to kiss her passionately.