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When You Wish Upon A Dark Star (Siobhan)

[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Chesna opened her robe a little at Siobhan's first comments and offered a generous dose of PG-13 exposure. However at her second question she looked unexpectedly and unusually wary.
"Possibly...why?" she asked.
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

"Uh, no particular reason. I just happen to have a primeval Eldorai woman who's been stasis for ages and just got woken up in my guest room...and I could sort of use a translator. Look...it's very important that this stays secret, understand?" Siobhan said with unusual seriousness, as much as the enticing amount of cleavage Chesna was showing threatened to distract her mind. She had noted the wary look Chesna was giving her, for being out of character was serious business.
 
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

There was an expression on Chesna's face which was unreadable. Then whatever it was passed and she smiled, back to her usual sunny disposition.
"Woken up in your guest room, huh? I wonder what other mysteries we'll find in your closet. Besides everyone here coming out of it," she snarked.
"Give me five and I'll be over. Better...make that ten," she said, looking down at her total lack of clothing aside from the robe.
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

"No, she's in the guest room. Got woken up on a...forgotten island," Siobhan corrected. "Ok. Thanks. Just so you know, I got those...toys you showed me on the 'net," she smirked. Chesna had been very, very eager for Siobhan to buy them. It had been almost cute to watch. Anyway with that the oversexed battering ram cut the connection.
 
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

A little while later Chesna arrived. The guards let her in with knowing smirks. It wasn't like her presence was unusual. She was actually wearing clothes though, if an extremely low cut blouse, a very short skirt and no underwear counted. She was a girl who knew what she was good at and what she could do.
Flouncing over to Siobhan she smirked. "Show me to your ancient Eldorai. Oh, and am I allowed to bed her as well as translate her?"
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

In response Siobhan gave her a hard, force-reinforced smack on her butt. "If I said no you'd do it anyway in the hope of getting punished more, wouldn't you, dear? Don't forget she's just woken up to find her entire world gone. But at least sex doesn't need much translation," she said...rather reasonably. There was no better way to get over the fact that you had missed the last 25,000 years and had to learn to adjust to a whole new world.

She gave the Chesna a deep kiss and then led her down towards the guest room beneath hers and Tegaea's, where Eyrecae should be having dinner now. Presumably she was making Siobhan's cook happy with her appreciation of her food...or driving her insane with her appetite. For her part Siobhan had changed into a pair of form-fitting black pants and a tight tank top.
 
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

When they arrived Eyrecae had indeed eaten her fill. Two whole bird carcasses, vegetables, sauce, bread, all was gone. She was just finishing off a large piece of pie when they entered.
She waved happily as Siobhan entered, settling back contentedly. She'd eaten enough to explode two lesser people, but now she just looked temporarily satisfied.
Chesna introduced herself and the two looked at each other oddly. There was...something there between them.
Finally Chesna turned to Siobhan. "It seems we can understand each other. Is there anything you want me to do?" she asked, that innocent look back on her face.
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

And Tegs keeps teasing me about being a big eater, Siobhan thought to herself, looking amazed at how much Eyrecae could devour. It was something most people were not aware of, but her wife was actually a very good cook. She noted the strange looks the primeval Eldorai and Chesna were giving each other. Once again she was reminded of the fact that there was more to Chesna than being a hedonistic nympho to end all nymphos.

Equally it was certain that she would not get any answers out of her. Perhaps if she locked her up and denied her punishment...but Siobhan was too weak to do that and deny herself. "Chesna, don't worry, there'll be plenty of playtime and discipline soon! For now I need you to teach modern language to her. I can speak common Eldarai passably well, but ancient's beyond me."
 
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Chesna nodded. "I promise I will do this!" She explained something to Eyrecae, and the primeval Eldorai giggled. Perhaps Chesna was not translating 100% correctly...for trolling value of course!

"Eyrecae would like to get some rest now, then in the morning she'd like to try out her abilities," Chesna reported.
After all, this was a dev thread and more actual posts about Eyrecae's Dark Star project was probably useful.
Naturally it meant also that Chesna was staying the night to...help translate...no explanation needed.
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

This writer would not mind Siobhan being on the receiving end of Eyrecae's abilities. Provided Firemane did not waste credits rebuilding her again.

"Sure. If you need anything just call. There is a twenty-four hour takeaway!" Siobhan said brightly to Eyrecae, giving the woman a pat on the shoulder before gesturing to Chesna. "Your Mistress has demands of you, pet. I think you've been...very insolent and that must be corrected." So off the two went to...participate in a literary workshop. It might not be apparent to the dear reader, but Chesna was good at...poetry.

Why does this writer insist on using such transparent euphemisms? Regardless Chesna stayed the night, Siobhan showed her...the new toys she had acquired on the 'net and then eventually they went to sleep and soon it was the dawn of a new day. Tegaea was expected home later in the afternoon.
 
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

The next morning they'd return to find that Eyrecae was already up. Choosing a loose robe from the wardrobe she had sat down and written some notes. Unfortunately Chesna couldn't read the ancient dialect she was using as it was pictographic.
"She says she would like to test her abilities. Did you want to take her to the training room?" Chesna asked.
Whilst Chesna talked Eyrecae had found a loose screw sticking out from the cupboard, and with little apparent effort forced it back into place....
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

Siobhan actually looked impressed at the display of strength. "Sounds good to me. Plenty of things she can...hit there," she said brightly in response, gesturing to Chesna and the white haired super elf to follow. As for the loose robes, Siobhan did appreciate those as well. She had already taken the liberty to order the house staff to stock up on food because she had the feeling that Eyrecae's considerable appetite would not have suddenly abated.

Once again, it was probably for the best that there was no city with more twenty-four hour takeaways than Santaissa.
 
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

One would not know it to look at them, but Eldorai had something of a bizarre passion for fried food, an innovation of the off-worlders. Though traditionalists railed against it, it had become popular, and the very first instances of Eldorai obesity had been recorded too! Admittedly, it took effort for an Eldorai to become a blob, but it was likely to become a growing problem...pun intended.

Regardless, Eyrecae headed down to the training room with them. There, the staff had already laid out a collection of weapons and tools. Eyrecae hefted a sword easily. She practiced a few swipes. Her technique was clumsy, but there was intense power behind it.
"She says that she wants to practice on something," Chesna said, edging behind Siobhan. She was a lover, not a fighter, and weapons made her nervy.
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

Siobhan did not like her image of Eldorai physical perfection being undermined. So she might hilariously find herself in strange alliance with elf traditionalists railing against the evils of elves stuffing themselves with fried food. Doubtless a lawyer would have a field day against her for discrimination since she, well, refused to hire individuals for her staff who did not meet her standards. It was bad enough that some heretical characters were demanding that malelings be given greater rights. The irony was that Siobhan was perhaps more of a reactionary Eldorai than the Queen!

"I'm sure we have something suitable for to hit on. The violent sort of hitting," Siobhan said cheerfully. A casual mental command opened up a door and within moments a tall, skeletal battle droid that bore a distinct resemblance to the MagnaGuards of old walked through it and was armed with an electrostaff. It had in fact been created by the Bando Gora and acquired by the Pyre as booty during one of their campaigns.
 
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]
Eyrecae faced the machine unblinkingly. Everything around her was unsettling, new, incomprehensible. Yet machines of war she understood, and the weapon in her hand needed no explanation.
Moving forward, taking a two handed grip, she attacked. The droid was good, and parried her strong attack, swinging the other end of the electrostaff into her ribs.
Eyrecae took a step back, shaking off the shock almost at once. Then she stepped forward again. Again the same result, but she would not quit, and even when the droid ramped up its speed Eyrecae refused to back down, and was getting, if anything, stronger and stronger.

Soon the droid was fighting for its very existence as Eyrecae seemed to be moving fast, striking blows which caused sparks to fly off their weapons.
Finally, with a loud cry in her language Eyrecae brought down the blade with such force the weapon and the droid’s head both shattered into pieces. As if to celebrate Eyrecae picked up the machine like it was a toy and hurled it into the wall with a crash.

Hiding behind Siobhan, Chesna spoke up quietly. “Uhh…she wants to know if you have another weapon and another target. And…uhh…that warcry was ‘interesting’. It’s an ancient Eldorai curse which means ‘I will be your doom!’ I wouldn’t make an issue of it.”
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

This writer wonders whether Eyrecae has a false Russian accent as well. At least she seemed a good deal better adjusted than Juhani. Having Siobhan be a codependent whiner was more than enough for the group to handle. For her part the former Exarch looked suitably impressed by Eyrecae's ferocious display. Watching her shred the droid's head had been sort of...hot.


Regardless Siobhan levitated a mace over to Eyrecae. Such a ridiculously brutal weapon seemed just the thing for her. "There we go. As for targets...," as if on cue four heavily armoured battle droids entered. Presumably she kept lots of those around, just for when she felt like tearing things apart, each armed with integrated heavy blasters built into their wrists along with blades.
 
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

Eyrecae took the mace in her hands and hefted it thoughtfully. When the droids appeared she eyed each in turn, sizing them up.

One moved forward to attack, firing its blaster at stun level. She dodged some of the shots, but was hit by others, the shots just seeming to make her more and more angry as she closed the distance and leapt into the air, bringing down the mace with such force that the droid came apart under her attack as she repeatedly struck it massive blows until it fell.

Turning, a light of battle in her eyes, she spoke. Chesna, still behind Siobhan, let out a shaky translation. “She wants them on full power. On…kill level…and for them all to attack.”
Would Eyrecae be woken from her age old slumber just to be killed in a training accident?
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

Siobhan looked uncertain at first. Despite having been ready to murder her just a day ago, she did not want Eyrecae to get killed in a training accident! At the same time, having the droids at full power would be a good way to test her - and she was supposed to be able to survive a hit from a plasma cannon.

If she seemed seriously in danger Siobhan could always intervene by ionising the droids. Or throwing them with her mind. "Alright, full power. Better know what she's doing," Siobhan said. A mental command flipped a switch on a console and the new command flashed through the minds of the droids. Now they were programmed to kill.
 
[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]

If Eyrecae showed any apprehension as to her danger, she didn’t show it. Rather, she advanced on the three droids armed with just her mace and nothing else

The droids opened fire, red blaster bolts spitting at the woman. Behind Siobhan, Chesna covered her face and let out a little squeak of fear.
Eyrecae though showed no such fear. Relentless even in the face of death she charged, dodging and jinking, jumping and leaping, but even she couldn’t avoid everything. Before she could close she was hit, the blaster bolt knocking her backwards. A second, then a third hit her, and she staggered to her knees. The droids paused, perhaps unsure what to do now.
Eyrecae’s fists clenched as the serious wounds seemed to mist over with grey, and she rose again, the injuries healing as droids and organics alike watched.

Then she screamed. Not a scream of fear or pain, but a piercing shriek like a banshee, and she charged again.
The droids opened fire, and Eyrecae was hit again and again, but she kept on until she reached melee range. Her first, titanic blow tore a droid’s head off, her second smashing the body to scrap.
A second droid came, the long blade stabbing for her. She parried, but a second slice cut her arm open to the bone. Enraged, Eyrecae hammered the droid into pieces, but in doing so the mace broke.
The final droid shot her again as she picked it up and hurled it against the wall with a crunching, shattering thud.

When the pieces stopped moving she took a deep breath and turned to Siobhan.
There was something deeply primal, unsettling in her eyes. Her robe was torn, burnt, bloodied, revealing a good amount of skin incidentally. All of that did was underscore how primal her fury was.
She said something to Siobhan, a smile on her lips.
Chesna was cowering too much to offer a translation, but it seemed a challenge to Siobhan. A request for a duel?
 
[member="Eyrecae Alzari"]

You are so hot right now, Siobhan thought to herself as she beheld the beautiful carnage that had taken place before her eyes. To her sight of Eyrecae's primal fury was not unsettling. It was...something else entirely. "Let's get it on," she said. With a mental gesture she called a sword into her grasp, but she did not charge at Eyrecae.

As arrogant as Siobhan was, she was well aware that in melee combat she would lose. Her specialisation lay in the use of the Force at range. Of course, she had to make allowances for the fact that Eyrecae was...very strongly built and had significant regeneration capacity, though that did not make her invincible and she was Mistress Earthshaker. Cthulhu had gotten one of his tentacles ripped off by her and then driven through his skull. The trick probably would be the fact that the battering ram Eyrecae would keep getting up after what she dished out and charge her with superhuman speed that would make it difficult for Siobhan to dodge before her punches and stabs hit her. Within the training room she had a certain ability to manoeuvre, but not that much and flying would not be very feasible, though on the flip side the Force gave her superhuman reflexes as well.

So she focused upon the Force, channelling her power of telekinesis to manifest invisible chains that sought to wrap themselves around Eyrecae, getting tighter and tighter every moment. Upon reflection this sounded less kinky in this writer's mind before they started writing it. The mind pincers were meant to grip her tight, keep her from moving, exert enormous pressure upon those strong bones - also a way to test their regeneration. Then unleashed a battering ram of telekinetic power, as a shockwave swept through the hall to engulf Eyrecae with the aim to toss her through the air at tremendous speed and with great kinetic force. If this worked and unless Eyrecae broke free Siobhan would attempt to repeatedly throw her.

One ultimate battering ram against another. It ought to be an awesome show. Come to think of it, if there were holocameras in the hall this would totally be an awesome holomovie, especially if some 'cool and edgy' movie got added to it. Perhaps Tegaea would enjoy watching it!
 

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