Topic: Fools of a Feather

Savriana

Date: 2010-02-19 09:46 EST
Savria knelt within one of the temples meditating. She has donned the robe of her order more for the warmth and familiar presence than anything else. The mask was on her belt though the monks that were tending to the temple gave her a bit of space. She knew they would not show fear or pity but their reaction was typical.

Culpos? own manner of dress today is...well, unusual, to say the least; Denim blue jeans, hiking boots, a t-shirt, over which he wears a thick jacket. He definitely doesn't look the part of a Jedi, or for that matter any kind of Force user at all, save for the ever-present figure of the lightsaber dangling at his hip. All of the clothing he is wearing looks to be very nearly new, in fact.

Her head tilted up as she felt the ripple. Her lips curved into a smile, though she was surprised in his appearance. "Greetings, Culpos."

He bows his head, the hair now tied back in a long ponytail hanging down his back. "Hell, Savria. How goes your day?"

She smiled, "As well as can be expected. And you, Culpos? You look... comfortable."

He chuckles softly, taking a seat close by, a slight blush touching his cheeks. "I thought it might not be a bad idea to expand my limited selection of clothing...in fact it is remarkably comfortable. And warm, as well."

She turned towards him relaxing as she did. "I can imagine. I had thought about doing similar... but..."

He tilts his head, the crimson eyes fixed on where hers should be. "But what?"

There was that self-depreciating smile, "I would have to trust in another's aid."

For a moment he nods to that, and then as some thought crosses his mind he blushes deeply, turning his face away purely by habit as he hides the thought away. "I see."

She nodded and drew the robes around her. "Then there is one other reason. The robes are familiar... comforting in their own way."

He smiles at that, looking back to her, the blush in his cheeks having faded somewhat. "I can understand that, at least."

She gave a little shrug, "One must do what one can to survive. And I am still wary of approaching the enclave."

He hadn't given any thought to the Enclave at all, and in fact has done what he could to avoid thinking of it. "Why would you be so wary?"

She tilted her head as she spoke, "Knowing that they come from the past... a time when the Order was stricter." She shook her head, "(vq) I don't want to led them to you."

He sighs, shaking his head. "I don't see how you would...or could. And besides...I can defend myself if needs be."

She shrugged, "I wouldn't." She tilted her head to regard him, "I don't know why. I just know I don't feel comfortable with the idea. Bad feeling and all." She pulled the cloak a bit around. "I know you can defend yourself, Culpos." She stood and walked to one of the opening in the walls. "I..."

He doesn't move from where he sits, watching her in silence. Despite having fallen from the Jedi, patience has always been one thing he has possessed an abundance of.

Her head tilted forward for the moment as she gathered her thoughts. "I do know why. It's because I care." Her head tilted up as if looking at the sky.

His voice is very quiet as he speaks, still not moving from where he sits. "What is it you care about?"

She doesn't move more than to wrap her arms around herself and pull the robes closer against the chill, "You... I care about you."

Savriana

Date: 2010-02-19 09:47 EST
His movements are quiet, as always, as he finally gets up and approaches behind her. The jacket he wears is shed with that same silence and draped over her shoulders, more than big enough to cover over her robes, though it only reaches her waist, and he slips his arms around her gently. "You shouldn't, you know."

She huddled in the warmth of the jacket and his arms. "I shouldn't... but Ashla help me, I do."

He sighs softly, his arms tightening just enough to pull her closer. "Then perhaps we are both fools."

She turned to him, drawing her arms around his waist. "Fools, perhaps." She spoke softly, "Perhaps not."

He smiles, looking down at her. He still has trouble comprehending why someone would have difficulty with her not having any eyes. "It is... difficult... to decide which one I am." One hand comes up to caress her cheeks softly. "It was hard enough to have cared for someone once and lose them..."

She leaned her cheek into that touch. There was a soft smile on her face. "To quote someone I am close to, I can defend myself is needs be." Her head rested against his shoulder.

He chuckles softly, leaning his head against hers. "It would not surprise me to learn that you drove your Master to no ends of frustration at times."

She smiled at that, "Remember the day we first met?" There was mischief in her voice. "Maybe less brash, but still."

He laughs softly, shaking his head. "I remember very well. I could just imagine you in your youth."

She laughed softly, "Inquisitive little thing, I was." She shakes her head slightly, "Still am, just tempered a bit."

He smiles, his arms around her, still standing embraced by the cold as they are. Not a shiver from him despite the cool of the air. "And yet you do not ask me all that much."

She tilted her head up to him, "I have questions, but I do not wish to push. I know it is still... is a tender subject."

He stiffens, but it is a slight thing, there and gone in an instant. "Yes...and I thank you for your... discretion." He sighs, tilting his head down to meet her eyes. "One day...soon...I think perhaps it will be time to talk about it."

She gave him a reassuring squeeze and tilted her head up to regard him, "Soon, but when you are ready." She said softly.

He nods slightly, sighing, his eyes closing. (vq) "Thank you, Savria."

A gentle hand came up to caress his cheek. "(vq) You are welcome, Culpos."

He leans his head gently into that caress, his eyes opening to look upon where hers should be. It's easy to forget at times that she doesn?t have them, and yet it doesn't bother him. His voice is soft, and yet teasing as he smiles. (vq) "Fool."

She laughed softly, "(vq) Pot meet kettle."

He chuckles softly. (vq)"Perhaps. Or perhaps not."

She laid her head on his shoulder, "(vq) I prefer the not myself."

He smiles, leaning his head back against hers as he sighs. (vq) "Then let us hope for the best and try not to consider the worst."

She murmured softly, "(vq) Agreed. Shall we head for home?"

There is no seeming to think about the question this time, just a tired nod as he answers. (vq) "That sounds like a good idea."

She smiled softly, "(vq) Come then." She moved briefly to walk with him through the portal.

Not another word, just a nod of acknowledgement as they walk out to the portal together and vanish through it.

(Based on Live RP with Savria and Dark Sanity)

Savriana

Date: 2010-03-19 10:38 EST
There was the familiar sounds of an active lightsaber nearby. The sounds of shooting and the deflection of laser bolts echoed in the gardens. The sounds that reach Culpos? ears as he walks out of the portal are not ones he wants to hear. Not dressed for combat, not by a long shot in jeans and a t-shirt, but that doesn't matter a bit. The lightsaber hilt is seized from his hip as he sets off at a dead run towards the sounds of combat, a look of deadly intent on his face.

There was no other sentient being in the vicinity just Savria. Though there she was in jeans and a tee herself, facing down a Training Drone.

He comes to a swift, skidding halt, lightsaber in hand but unignited, the look of cold death fading from his features. A minute later, his heart starts beating again, and with a wave of his hand, the training drone is shut off as he strides towards Savria.

She stopped what she was doing, looking only slightly winded. Though the look is sheepish as she can see she unintentionally gave him a heart attack.

The hilt is reattached to his hip as he walks over to her, not breaking stride or slowing. Reaching her, he immediately takes her into his arms, pulls her close to him, and brings his lips to hers without any preamble, kissing her deeply.

There was that snap hiss as the saber is deactivated. The kiss had her melting against him and returning it so tenderly; her free hand coming up to cradle his cheek.

One of his hands comes up to the back of her head, burying into her hair and holding her tenderly in that kiss for a long, lingering moment. When he finally does break for air, he does not move more than a few millimeters away from her lips, his voice low, soft. "I...I thought..." Shaking his head, not wanting to give the thought a voice.

She snapped her saber into place. "(vq) I am so sorry, Culpos. I had only thought to train. I did not mean to scare you like this." Her arms came up around him to hold him so close.

He shakes his head, holding her close against him. ?(vq)No, Savria... You have nothing to apologize for. I just... I should not be so quick to assume."

She leaned her head against his shoulder. "And I can let you know when I am training and where, so you do not get this surprise, fair?"

He shakes his head gently, leaning his head lightly against hers. "No, love. That's not necessary... Just promise me that if you are in trouble you'll call for me."

She nuzzled into him, "Of course love." She looked up at him, a gentle hand coming up to sooth his cheek.

He smiles back down at her, trailing his fingers along her cheek slowly. ?(vq) For what it's worth, you were doing very well."

Savriana

Date: 2010-03-19 10:40 EST
She nuzzled into that soft touch, "Means a lot to hear that, love." She nestled in close to him; "The idea is to stay alive until my knight is able to be there."

He chuckles very softly; taking a deep, slow breath as his lips touch her hair. "I think you would have little trouble accomplishing that."

She smiled and held him close to her. "Well, all Jedi do have to train with using the force to guide them should they be blinded. I just had more advanced training."

He smiles, arms around her. "I remember it. Not very easy training to do."

She smiled up at him, "There's where I had an advantage."

He looks down at her, smiling, his crimson eyes looking into hers. "Of that, I have no doubt." His voice becomes softer, more tender. ?(vq) You were a vision to behold when I fist saw you today."

The smile softened at that. "I am trying to stay in shape."

He grins at that, leaning back just slightly, his hands moving to follow her curves, feeling muscle concealed under smooth skin beneath her clothes. "You do certainly seem to have succeeded."

There was a soft sound at those touches. "Hmm, Culpos." Her hands run along his back. "You certainly know how to sweet talk a girl."

He laughs softly at that, shaking his head. "Not as such... I speak with sincerity, love. But if it pleases you, then I will remember to do so more often."

She leaned up to kiss him softly, "(vq) Just be yourself my love. It is all I ask."

He kisses her back just as softly, smiling against her lips. ?(vq) That, Savria, I can promise you I will be."

She smiled softly, "(vq) This is good. If I wanted flowery speech, there are plenty of bards out there." She teased lightly.

He laughs at that, leaning lightly against her. "A thing I could never claim to be, nor would I try."

She was nestled close to him, "I do love you, so very much, Culpos."

Savriana

Date: 2010-03-19 10:41 EST
One hand comes up to the back of her neck, slipping into her hair, holding her head against his chest as his fingers trail along her scalp, a long, deep breath in and out as he sighs, smiling. "As I love you, Savria, so very much."

The muscles where her eyes should be seem to relax as if closing. She relaxes her hold on the force, allowing her unaided senses to paint the picture. There is a sense of being safe as she holds him so close.

He feels her hold on the Force released, his touches becoming softer; more tender. The love felt in his fingertips as they move in her hair, caress at her back.

The smile on her lips was one of tenderness; her own touches soft. She knew well how to convey her feelings through the lightest of touches. She inhaled deeply taking in the scent of him.

He chuckles softly, the pure joyous energy of his love for her nearly radiating off of him. "I have fallen in love with a Jedi... Such an irony, and yet a pleasant one."

She laughed so softly at that, "The universe seems to enjoy a good irony now and again."

He chuckles, his fingers still moving slowly in her hair, tenderly across her back. ?(vq) Indeed... But for this one I will not complain even in the slightest."

She moved into those fingers, liking this touch, "(vq)There are certainly no complaints here."

He smiles, those soft touches not stopping. Holding her so close, fingers caressing her gently, is something he finds very soothing indeed.

It was very soothing and gave way to other ideas, "(vq) Why don't we head for home, my love?"

He chuckles softly. ?(vq)A shame I could not hold you like this as we did so... But yes, let's go home, love."

She moved and nestled again his side, "(vq) No, but you can still hold me."

He smiles, starting to walk, holding her against his side. ?(vq) Then that will be good enough."

There was a smile on her lips as they head home.

(Adapted from Live RP between Savria & Dark Sanity. Thanks, Babes!)