Private One Mans' Garbage

[Darth Malevolum]

It seemed they were both lost on the same account, two souls unsure or unable to know where to go from here on out. It would have been funny if it wasn't so tragic. "In case you are wondering, I would like to see you once again. Perhaps next time I can take you on board my ship instead." Mal suggested, though Void might find the confines of a Star Destroyer a bit much compared to the quaintness of the Ghost. She could only speculate that Void carried the same concerns that she herself held, about being discovered, of having their connection revealed. In truth, Mal was prepared to deal with it as it came, but given the fact that they were both Darths....well, any connection they had was a vulnerability. Void had shown her own weakness, willing to throw her life away just to protect Mal, and perhaps having taken on the mission in the same vain belief.

The silence that followed was telling. It was nice to know that they were both equally confused about all this. Nothing made sense anymore, though Mal could only hope during their retreat here that perhaps things could be made clearer. The warm sensation of Void's hand slammed into her, as the sensation played with Mal's heartstrings, her hand tightened around the grip of her fellow Sith. Void was with her, at least for now. They would have the planet to themselves for the time being, and it was best that they make the most of it.

Being lead towards the door, Mal couldn't help but smile, feeling a sensation she hadn't felt in almost a decade, a sense of adventure. It was strange, like being brought back to life after nearly having died. She was aware of the pounding of her heart against her chest, this strange sense of nervous that gripped her stomach, and the dizziness that filled her head. She felt young, and it was the most peculiar thing. She had gained someone new in her life, though where that connection would end up...well Mal frankly didn't know, and it seemed neither did Void. They were fond of one another, that much was clear, but how much could one Sith truly share with another? At least they didn't seem to be posed to stand as rivals. Void seemed to be focused on her pursuit of life, and Mal attended to duties of the Empire; they would likely need to solidify a partnership to see each other more often. As the pair began to depart, Mal just had one thing she wished to have addressed. "DuCray, I have to know, why did you wait for me, on Dromund Kaas, in the training room? You hardly knew me, yet you stayed...it was part of the reason I came to you to begin with." Mal inquired, hoping to get an answer from the woman before they were to depart. Florn was a jungle world, a slightly dangerous one at that, perhaps to anyone that wasn't a Sith maybe. Mal was going to need her boots before they departed outside. If the cold surface of the ship was giving her a sense of hypothermia, then the mix of grass and rock on the planet below would do far worse; she'd either be crippled by ticklish sensations or having to stop every step to pull out a nonexistent pebble, neither of which she wished Void to see. There were still chinks in her armor she wished to remain hidden, and she was sure that Void was the same way. Perhaps in time they could learn how to unravel their facades from their person, but that would take time; thankfully they had a little bit of time to spare for now. When the proper preperations were made, Mal would arm herself with her boots and saber before setting foot on the planet below, with her new found....partner in tow.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

Hearing those words for herself, Void had to remind herself to breathe. She had wanted to see her again in spite of all the chaos in the galaxy. Perhaps their meeting was more than just a reprieve from the madness of the constant waging war. A small sense of normalcy to remind them that after all they were simply human. But nothing about this newfound connection to the other Sith did Void find small. She was drawn to her like a magnet. "I'd like that." she said almost shyly. The fact was true, they were of high rank in the Sith. So their communication would never be questioned. Void just didn't want anyone of the Jedi Order to tear her world apart again, that was her greatest fear in fact. But in the meantime, maybe.. just maybe Void could use a bit of happiness. A bit of peace for once.

When she felt her hand squeezed in kind, the newfound connection felt that much more solidified. For the first time in a long time, Void felt contentment. Her smile made it hard to focus for the Darth as she drank in the sight. This was what they both needed, deserved after giving so much of themselves to the Empire. In fact it was much more acceptable for Sith to be partnered, it was the Jedi Order that frowned upon relations with another. But it's what made the Sith stronger in her opinion. Without passion, there was no power. How could one possibly resist the pull of emotion? After all, Void allowed the pain and hatred to drive her for so long that she nearly forgot what it was like to.. feel a connection.. an emotion for another.

"DuCray, I have to know, why did you wait for me, on Dromund Kaas, in the training room? You hardly knew me, yet you stayed...it was part of the reason I came to you to begin with." Void froze at the door way at the sound of her name and the question that followed. Turning, she loosened her grip as she sucked in a quiet breath "Once I didn't make it in time on Jaemus.. The Jedi ordered a hit squad in a facility with a superweapon. My apprentice Sera.. she..." she swallowed hard "She paid the price. And I don't intend on repeating past mistakes. HV stayed in my service after." she had punished herself for years after. Faint memories of waking in the bacta tank 3 years later screaming from the horrific loss still remained with her. Her eyes filled with a haunted expression "It's why I.." shut down "Hunt Jedi. Like Master Ordin." She took a step closer to Mal "In that temple..." she said recalling the moment she force pushed the other Sith out of the fray "I would have done it again, Alana.. every time." she whispered the last two words like a quiet promise. The Grey Ghost began its descent to break atmosphere of Florn as the two stood there in the medical wing. Void was still, unsure of where exactly she stood with the other woman yet or where this was going, or even if Alana had felt the same mutual things she had. But the DuCray that stood before her made herself very much clear. She wasn't however about to push the other Sith into something she wasn't ready for.. or want. It's why she then let go of her hand, wondering if she completely missed the mark.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

Neither knew it, but they both feared the same thing; losing something they treasured. Void feared the jedi, and Mal feared the forces of chaos seeking to undermine her; both were valid points of contention. Mal felt a small bit of happiness well up at hearing Void accept her proposal, in a rather cute fashion as well. They wouldn't end their relationship here, whatever that relationship was going to be going forward. There was a small concern that the happiness might weaken her, threaten her resolve, but she knew the rage that came from the thought of losing something dear to her; no, this wouldn't be a weakness, if anything it was an outlet to maintain her power as well. She had forgotten what being infatuated felt like, it was like a drug, wanting to just lingering with the person, unwilling to step aside or leave their presence; it was intoxicating.

Her question seemed to have struck a cord with Void, as she felt the woman's grip begin to slip. When she began to tell her story, Mal felt a small tear in her chest, seeing the final details of Void's past coming together. Her face took on a solemn expression, as she dipped her head forward in understanding. She wanted to stop Void from continuing, knowing there was pain to her words, but felt that doing so might offend the Sith; she was strong enough to speak words, let her finish. This was the only outlet she had, directing her fury onto those people, wanting to scour them from the face of the galaxy; it was a mission that could only lead to her death. "Sera. HV mentioned her. I'm sorry." Mal spoke, knowing the apology meant nothing from experience, but it was more of a formality. Her mind began to wander, thinking back to her own loss. "The jedi took someone from me as well, a noble woman from Onderon. I left the order to be with her, we had a vision, ideas to fix her world and make it better-" The phantom burns of years past danced along her skin, she could feel the acid reaching her eyes, the stinging sensation would have made her eyes water if not for the fact she had lost them so long ago. "The jedi took that from me with their negligence." She said softly, the strength that had gripped Void's hand faltered, remembering just how powerless she was to save Ines; she could still see the body, her gracious elegant form burned to a crisp in mere moments. "DuCray, I...would have given anything to have another chance to save her. There was no one I could go after when she died...all I had was the ideas we shared so... I went out to find the way...." Mal's eyes took up a fixation, as if she was looking into the distance, the lenses straining to accommodate the needs of it's user. The weight came crashing back onto her, but she was stronger than she had been years ago, and she weathered the guilt as a wave of sorrow washed around her.

Feeling that Void had let go of her hand, snapped her back into reality, as Mal felt a bit disheartened initially, before remembering they needed to take it slow. They were both still suffering souls, and through they found peace in the company of the other, those wounds they carried had festered for years; it was going to take more than just a day or two of social hour to mend that. Mal looked to the woman, a small smile stretched across her face now. "I'm glad you're here DuCray." She admitted, slowly withdrawing her hand back towards herself. "I...guess we can use our old names among one another for now..." She spoke, her tone still soft, her eyes still looking upon the Darth, before leaving to investigate the world below; though, she first needed to put on some boots. She would pause before leaving, her hand gently touching the door before recoiling as it was freezing cold compared to the fading warmth of DuCray's hand. "Thank you." She remarked, leaving her jaw-plate on the medical table; she wouldn't need it here. With boots now donned, Mal risked stepping outside, striding down the planks as she was upon a lush forest world, a rather beautiful one at that. She could only assume HV had picked this place in particular, because it was lovely. This time here would do them both good.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

There they stood, finally with complete vulnerability to one another. A painful understanding of one another now so much more. Listening to Alana's story, Void frowned wishing there was something she could do to ease the other woman's pain. "DuCray, I...would have given anything to have another chance to save her. There was no one I could go after when she died...all I had was the ideas we shared so... I went out to find the way...." she sucked in a breath a painful knowing in her eyes "I know.." was all she could muster. She knew too well how the loss changed them both. Driven them further into the dark side, unleashing power that was absolutely restrained by the Jedi.

And when she smiled, it felt like everything would be okay even for a little while. "I'm glad you're here DuCray." she had admitted. Again she had to resist taking the other woman into her arms, it was maddening. She wanted to wrap her up, feel her heartbeat against hers and remind her that it would be okay. "Me too.." she smiled in return as she found herself visibly relaxing in her presence. They both bared their souls to one another, and neither turned away. These were small steps to possibly something beautiful. "I...guess we can use our old names among one another for now.. " Void tilted her head curiously "As long as you don't mind Alana." she respected the other Darth and would most certainly never use her real name in the presence of their subordinates or council. It felt like a secret just the two of them shared. Void felt an unfamiliar elation in her heart that she hadn't in so long. This was their secret.

Void watched her as she stopped in the doorway. "Thank you." said the other woman, and Void found herself entranced as she just stared at her wordlessly before she left. Blinking once she realized she was still not dressed appropriately. Luckily HV kept a spare tunic set for her. Removing the robe and now donning the fresh tunic akin to the one beneath her armor, she fastened her belt and boots and followed Mal outside. Void stood at the ramp hesitant at first. Clad with no armor or her hood, she was just DuCray for this moment. Scanning the area around her cautiously she found no danger yet. Walking down the ramp, her boots made no sound as they touched the green soft grass. Lifting her head, DuCray took it all in and took in a deep breath of fresh air. With all the travel she had done, DuCray rarely found herself enjoying the peace of something as simple as this. Her eyes turned to the lake and smiled approaching it, kneeling down she dipped both hands in and brought some of the crystal clear water up and brushed her hand through her hair slicking it back. Her skin felt on fire after being in the bacta tank, must have been a side effect and the water was absolutely refreshing. DuCray rose and looked at Alana "This planet is stunning.. maybe I can hermit here if my work doesn't end me prematurely." it was possibly a bad joke at such a time considering she had just been literally pulled out of the wreckage by Alana and HV.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

With their hearts open to the other, Mal felt a need to retreat, and at the same time she sought to open herself further; all in good time however. Void understood her pain, and she understood Voids; that was far more understanding between her and the woman than any of her underlings. There was perhaps a chance of a future between them, whatever that might lead to, be....well wherever life took them. It seemed they would be on a first name basis, something that was going to take getting used to for the Darth. "It's so strange, hearing my name be spoken by another, especially one who did not wish to do me ill. I'll have to get used to it." She reasoned, doing everything in her power to step away from DuCray, and trying to keep her passions in check.

She kept the robe, only choosing to wear boots and her thermal suit underneath, making her the most vulnerable she had been in months. Her saber was still hanging from her belt, though she didn't particularly see a reason for having it in hand at the moment. She could feel the energy of the world, there was a richness to it, a tingle of life, a flicker of hope; this planet hadn't yet chosen a side within the force. It was like Dromund Kaas, without the encroaching darkness, it was a nice change of pace from the usual. Mal reached out, feeling the air against her bare hands, the humidity washing across her face. Yes, this would make for a wonderful retreat, though given the landscape, she might have to improvise with her clothing. She stepped a tad more into the clearing, crunching the grass under her boots. She felt weight be lifted off shoulders, as she felt the embrace of this new planet; she felt much more at ease here, though she didn't know why exactly. Her eyes fell to DuCray as the woman splashed herself with water, her face glistening from the water, which got Mal's mind slipping off to places it had no business being in. She straightened her posture, a small smile breaking across her face. DuCray had made a bit of a joke, even toying with the idea of dying; though Alana simply countered it with humor, as she had done so often in the past. "Your work better not end you prematurely, else I'll have to have HV bring you back to life and personally punish you for failing. We can't have that now, can we?" She questioned, shedding the robes as she would hang them on a branch, leaving her in her undersuit once again, before stopping beside Ducray. She reached down slowly, feeling the sensation of chilled water against her bare skin, trying to recall the last time she had felt these sensations; and frankly she couldn't remember. "Though, I wouldn't mind making this planet our own personal retreat. A harbor away from the storms of the Empire." She dipped her finger tips in the water before pulling the digits back. She looked to DuCray, pressing the wet digits against her face so she could feel the moisture on her skin. "It can be our place." Mal suggested, her eyes staying upon Void, as a light rain fall began to shower down upon the pair. Much of it was blocked by the coverage of the trees, but the sound of the rain would emanate through the clearing, providing a surreal atmosphere for the pair.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

DuCray couldn't help but give a small smile as she followed her outside, with every passing moment she enjoyed Alana's company. And her name, how much it had suited her she thought as she watched her. "Your work better not end you prematurely, else I'll have to have HV bring you back to life and personally punish you for failing. We can't have that now, can we?" letting out playful scoff, she rolled her eyes and shrugged. Her life was entirely hazardous. DuCray was more than certain there would be a Jedi hit squad coming for her sooner than later. But when she had shed her robes, DuCray sucked in a breath and had to look away so as to not get caught staring. Her cheeks flushed slightly. It was difficult to not appreciate the physical stature of the powerful Darth. DuCray watched out of the corner of her eyes as her fingertips touched the surface. Her expression grew serious as she turned her gaze to the lake at the mention of making this planet their own retreat. DuCray could feel the crushing anxiety begin to rise inside, this was a planet unclaimed by any territory that was true.. But should the Jedi find her here. They would either capture them or exterminate them. DuCray didn't know if she could risk Alana like that. She had just found her.

"It can be our place." her voice bringing her back to the present, DuCray stared as she brought her hand up to her own perfect skin feeling the water. "Can it..?" she questioned quietly. Her own voice carrying the fear she held. DuCray was about to give a list of reasons how this was probably unsafe and risky but then the rainfall began. How long has it been since she listened to the rain? She had just opened her mouth to voice her rebuttal to the idea but instead closed her eyes for a moment and let the sound of rain falling wash it away and ease her worries. With renewed resignation, DuCray opened her eyes and gazed at Alana, she took a step closer to her and reached up gently brushing the droplet off her cheek with her thumb as she cupped the side of her face now merely inches from her as her own heart rate accelerated at the closeness. "Then this is where you'll find me." like magnetism, DuCray could barely resist the pull to the other Darth as the rain continued to fall everywhere lightly cascading them with small pearls of water clinging to her face and tunic now. She waited to see her reaction, breathing in her scent gently as their breaths mingled. If unwarranted, she would pull away and drop her hand. Was this real? Or merely a dream? Could the two Sith truly find peace in one another? Wherever this would go, DuCray wanted to see it through. After all, they had this entire planet for now, this very moment.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

DuCray seemed uncertain about her suggestion, perhaps fearing that this world might make them both targets, and she had a point; setting one point of meeting on a world had a risk, but this was Sith space, none would dare venture here for two mere Sith to combat. Alana was willing to take that risk, to dare to have something, anything, at the risk of death? After this life of seemingly pointlessness, she was willing to try. "It can, if you're willing to let it. No one will find us here, they won't even think to look here." Mal reasoned, glancing around the clearing, knowing that any attempt to scan for the pair would be masked by the life of this world. The rain drew her attention, as the sound of tree limbs rustling and leaves giving way to the rain shower drew her gaze. It was like something out a holonovel, the sort of thing that just didn't exist in real life, and yet here they were.

Her body stiffened at the touch, as Mal felt that horrible sense of paralysis take hold. She had forgotten how powerless one could feel at the hands of another. A small sigh slipped past her lips as she felt the thumb of the other woman wipe away the offending moisture, and yet the Sith found herself unable to speak. Her hand slowly and gently wrapped over DuCray's hand, and the thought of pushing the touch away crossed her mind; yet she didn't. This had to be some trick in her mind, some delusion brought on by her dying mind on Raxus Prime. That could be the only explanation in Alana's mind, and yet she refused to acknowledge it as a possibility. She swallowed hard, trying to find words that would never come. This was past a point where words would have any meaning, no, this called for action. Mal could only nod her head slowly, biting her lip ever so slightly as she feared the thudding of her heart beat might be heard by her fellow Darth. She cursed herself for being so weak, for lacking the strength to do or say anything, yet before DuCray she looked to be at a loss. Almost without think, Alana's free hand reached out, wrapping around the back of the woman, as her bare hand felt out the rough texture of the tunic. There was so much she found herself wanting, yet knew not how to ask. This closeness, this embrace that she dared to push, it was something she hadn't done in years. Her eyes locked with DuCray's, there was a vulnerability on display now, one she hoped Void wouldn't turn away from. She just wanted to open up here and now, but she didn't know how.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

The moment she stiffened, DuCray remained very still so as to not scare her. This was all so new to her again and she too had fears. Out of nowhere this Sith came into her world and changed everything for her. The feeling of Alana's hand covering her own reassured her that it was okay, grey eyes searched her pale ones as she found herself drawn closer, their noses barely brushing one another. Words were meaningless now, if they passed this threshold there was no looking back. The question was, would Alana want to? The rain continued to fall, seemingly muffling the sound of her own racing heart.

Her gaze falling to her lips she watched as she deliciously bit it softly and nodded once. It was all she needed, closing the distance DuCray's lips met hers tenderly. There was hesitation but the moment their lips met, it was like she breathed in air for the first time. A light ignited inside of her soul the moment she tasted her lips. Feeling her hand on her back pulling her closer. She pulled her face back slowly as her free hand came up and gently wrapped around her waist "Alana.. is this.." she began breathlessly as her eyes sought out answer to the question. There was a sense of sad hesitancy in her voice. Was this okay. She was intoxicated by the feelings she couldn't control or begin to understand. Every inch of her craved the other woman, it was something she could no longer resist. Her heart was set ablaze with a new passion, a feeling she had long pushed down. In this moment, two souls bared completely to one another finally. DuCray knew she wasn't going to take Ines' place but their healing began here. With one another. It was just a matter of whether or not Alana wanted this too. Her thumb gently brushed Alana's lip drinking her in as the droplets fell from her soft white hair.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

It was in her head, it had to be. DuCray wasn't drawn to her, she just couldn't be, and yet she was. Gazing into the eyes of the other woman, she could only feel a sense of mirth. The scene that unfolded behind them had taken hold of them both, and Alana could almost predict what the other Darth was about to do. She could feel the breath of DuCray upon her, their noses hardly more than an inch away. Storm grey met stark white, as the pair looked upon one another intimately, both seemingly terrified of what to do next, and longing for it all the same.

She felt DuCray's lips press against her own, a strange sensation swept over her, a mind numbing sensation took hold of her, and for a moment she forgot where she was. Her eyes shut, her knees buckled, as she leaned into the woman, feeling the touch the swept across her cheek. They were both drowning in sensations, emotions that they had removed themselves from for years, and it was all coming back to them now. A intense fire burned in her chest, feeling the strong arms of DuCray wrap around her waist, and knew where this was going. She felt terrified, and relieved all at once. Her fingers gripped at the tunic of the woman, pulling the Darth closer, her hand released the grasp on the hold on her cheek, aiming to caress the woman's neck now, her fingers swept up to brush the very edge of Void's short hair, her very being a mix of pain and relief now. "Just hold me." She muttered, her lips drew closer, her warm breath clashed against the moist bare skin of DuCray's neck. She couldn't resist this any longer, the little voice in her head that had demanded she remain in control was silenced, and Malevolum was silenced; Alana was taking control now. Her lips pressed together, coming together as they pressed against DuCray's neck, as Alana tasted the woman's skin, feeling how soft it was, it's warmth, and a smile played across her face. She couldn't have Ines, nor would DuCray replace Ines in her heart, but this was a step towards some level of healing; she only hoped that she would help Void heal as well. The rain only poured down harder, as Alana's snow white hair grew more damp by the moment, as did her suit. She could feel the water droplets slipping down her neck, infiltrating her suit and slamming her with sensations she had nearly cut off completely. Her grip around DuCray tightened, as the Darth didn't want to let go. She found herself feeling a sense of safety, or perhaps belonging. Whatever it was, she wanted it and needed it; she only hoped DuCray would allow her to have it.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

They were like a hurricane together, nothing else seemed to matter as the rain continued to fall. Jedi, Sith, the war, none of it. Just two souls seeking shelter in one another. DuCray's heart was pounding as Alana responded to her advances. She feared it was going to come out of her chest and let out a sigh of relief as she heard her say "Just hold me. " bathing in the sensation of the other womans lips against her throat. She bit her lip as she breathlessly took in her form with hungry eyes. DuCray had to practically will her mind to calm down and refrain from peeling off the last layers she wore as flashes of her past sprang forward reminding her that she could lose this too.

Now that Master Ordin was gone, Alana would also be a target for the Jedi now that she was mixed up with DuCray. Her grip tightened on the other woman, her pulse increased at the closeness of their bodies. She felt an overwhelming urge to protect her. "Listen to me.." she said as she pulled away slowly, raised both hands and took Alana's face into them. Letting her grey eyes really look at her she spoke "The Jedi will come for me.. and they will target you too now.." turmoil was written all over her face as she warned the other Sith. This wasn't what she wanted for her, she didn't need to be hunted by a Jedi led hit squad too. "I can't.." she started and looked down and let out a shaky breath as she struggled with her voice now, lose you. The last two words whispered in Alana's mind through their connection. DuCray was always a composed Sith, but Alana had just completely dismantled her with just one look. DuCray would ensure their safe haven was protected, even if it meant setting up traps and a camouflaged security. It was when they returned to their duties as Sith was DuCray more concerned. Could they really do this? Can they stay safe long enough to see one another again? She needed some reassurance that this was real.

Darth Malevolum

 

[Darth Malevolum]

It was just too perfect of a moment, too good to be true. She kept telling herself that, waiting to just have this moment torn away from her in an instant. It never came however. She held DuCray against her, her hands gripping against the woman's muscular frame, drinking in her aura like she was dying of thirst. Her eyes were closed shut, her heart thundering within her chest, but when DuCray spoke, she felt compelled to listen to the woman. Her eyes opened, as she felt Void take her face into her hands, forcing her to share a gaze with the other Darth, and could see the vulnerability in her eyes. Mal could only smile slightly, her hands were placed over Void's, as she held them firmly.

She was now a target for the jedi, a lifeline tied into Void's life, a weakness that could be exploited. A smirk crossed Mal's features, as she sought to reaffirm the woman that this would be okay, that she would see this through. "Let them try." Mal muttered, her hands moved to take hold of Void, as she stroked the woman's cheek with her thumb. "Don't even think about it. You won't get rid of me that easy." She said softly, drawing herself closer to DuCray, wanting to embrace the woman and rid her of heart break. Both were rather stoic and unmoving in their demeanor, but around one another, they crumbled as easy as sand. It was madness, but an enjoyable madness.

Darth Void

 

[Darth Void]

She was not prepared for Alana to just so easily write off the Jedi. They were troublesome. DuCray made it clear that her life was now on the line too now, not that it hadn't been before. But now more than ever since the Darth worked so much behind the scenes. But hearing her affirmation and confidence in her voice as she smiled at DuCray gave the Sith a new feeling... it was unfamiliar. Hope. The usually strong and undisturbed Sith practically melted beneath Alana's hand as she let out a gentle sigh. She nodded once in response and placed her left hand over the left side of the other woman's chest feeling her heartbeat below the clavicle. "I will protect this then." leaning forward once more she kissed her deeply this time, letting her passion consume and claim her.

When she pulled away breathlessly, she gazed at her for a moment before a wolfish grin appeared on her face "What say you and I pick someplace here to call ours then..?" The rain had slowly receded and the air was still except for the sounds of various birds in the distance. Both of the Sith certainly had more than enough resources and funding to have something built for them. Their own getaway. She stepped back and took Alana's hand in hers leading her with a playful spark in her eyes "Together.." she said wistfully before turning to walk through some of the brush that surrounded a secluded clearing not far from where they originally were. Scanning the area, DuCray took in a lungful of air relishing in the tranquility of the planet, the moss covering the rocks, with the only inhabitants being natures creatures. "I can now see why you picked this place Alana.. It's incredible." indeed it was, nothing like her days training on Korriban. "We can meet here whenever. No Jedi.. no Sith... no duty." such words seemed almost foreign to the devoted Darth. But something about being with Alana changed all that. This would be their hideaway, even if it meant sending an encrypted messaged to her ship to meet her there in the future. DuCray turned her gaze to Alana studying her reaction as she raised their joined hands and placed a soft kiss to the top of her hand. Just the sight of her made DuCray's heart begin to race, it was difficult to keep her hands to herself anymore. The Sith had already given into her passions. There was no going back anymore. But she regretted none of it.

Darth Malevolum