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12.19.2012 , 06:07 PM |
Night of the Living Prompt: (Un)Invited Guests
Characters: Briel, Kaaste
I was about to press the door chime, but it slid open. Kaaste was standing in the doorway.
I bowed. "You summoned me, milord?" It was not often that Sith invited others to their personal residence.
He chuckled. "No need to be so formal."
"I. . ." I paused, and then bowed my head. "Yes, milord." It was difficult to circumvent a lifetime of conditioning.
The Sith stood aside and motioned for me to enter. "Don't just stand there, come in."
As I crossed through the threshold into the apartment, I marveled at how luxurious it was. The one on Nar Shadaa had been nice, yes, but only by Nar Shadaa standards. Dromund Kaas, in contrast, spared no expense for the Sith. The room was decorated with the finest of furniture, draperies, and decorations. There was even an ancient artifact or two. I was, frankly, awed by it all.
Kaaste had walked over to the kitchen area and opened the fridge. "Can I get you something to drink?" I had never heard of a Sith offering a force-blind a drink, let alone to make one himself. "A Huttese Sunrise, perhaps?"
"My throat is still recovering from the last one, milord."
He raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure it was from the Sunrise?"
"Quite sure. Though my jaw is another story entirely."
He laughed. "Perhaps a Darkside Daiquiri?"
I smiled. "Please."
He threw one together making use of telekinesis. No doubt it was meant to impress me. Which it did. This sort of behavior was unheard of in a Sith.
I accepted the drink and raised it in a toast. "To the Sith."
He matched it with his own. "To Imperial Intelligence."
We clinked glasses and drank. The daiquiri had a remarkable taste and was quite palatable. I would have to make a note of it. "So. . ." I took another sip. "What did you want to talk about?"
"First, I'd like to apologize for the holocall."
I choked on my drink. A Sith apologizing? Impossible. "W-whatever for?" I asked, once I had regained my composure.
He took a sip of his drink. "Well, I did nearly reveal how we spent the night together to an audience."
"No apology needed, my lord." I said. "Keeper barely raised an eyebrow."
He laughed and then held his glass with both hands. "I also wanted to tell you how much I enjoyed that night." His cheeks began to redden. "It's just that. . . most people only see me as a Sith."
"If it is any consolation, my lord, I see you as more than that. We're compatriots."
He looked up. "You don't fear me?"
I hesitated. My next words could very well have been my last. "Why should I, my lord?" I closed my eyes and prepared for my fate. Most Sith would have struck me down.
Instead, he pulled me in and kissed me. I was so caught by surprise that It took me a full minute to fully realize what happened. When we separated, my heart was racing, and we were both breathing heavily.
He let me go and sighed. "Most people look at me in fear, and other Sith view me as nothing but a rival." He paused. "You're the first person to look beyond that."
This time, I pulled him in for a kiss. "You're no ordinary Sith."
When I pulled away, he couldn't help but grin. "And you're no ordinary Agent."
difficult for me to write. It took a completely different direction than I originally intended, and writing the Sith/Imperial dynamic is difficult at best. Still, I think I did a good job. I hope y'all enjoyed!
"Amor omnibus idem" - "Love is the same for all"
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