The Dark Academy on Korriban

[Spending Destiny to let the lovers find something that would give them a strong bonding experience.]

"Rain falls down, down on our shoulders
We sit hand in hand
Bright light flashes in the sky
Silence fills the land
Alone, you and me all alone
Finally, you and me, in the rain, alone

I may love you more than ever now
Dripping and glistening
Storms are swirling round our heads
But we're not listening

Though we absolutely could die here and now
I'm alright getting struck by lightning
Kiss my lips ka-pow

Flash floods may wash away the city
The town would watch us drown in love, so pretty
'Cause what could be a better way to die,
Just you and I, holding hands up in the sky

I may love you more than ever now
Dripping and glistening
Storms are swirling round our heads
But we're not listening

And though we absolutely could die here and now
I'm already getting struck by lightning
Kiss my lips ka-pow

Alone, you and me, finally, in the rain, alone"

It was the song Syl heard quietly sung over their commlink channel as they were going on their small trip into the jungle. Moyr led the effort, being better trained, conditioned and equipped in crossing the humid wilderness.

Slyvain smiled as he walked along. Survival gear and weather appropriate clothing covered his body but the glint of his teeth was visible through the rain.

"Where do you get these songs? You're like a jukebox with the perfect song for every situation programmed in." His chuckle and teasing tone was evident through the comm channel.

"Life in hyperspace can be dull enough to propel defiance in a form of artistic creativity."

She chuckled at how it sounded.

"I kept putting them together during long travels whenever my mood dictated it."

He chuckled, "So singer/songwriter is yet another one of your talents? Quite resourceful indeed fair Moyr."

He chopped his way past a vine that got in their path, "So what is it you're hoping to get out of these star charts... I'm starting to miss the picture. I'm just tagging along to look at the night sky with a pretty lady."

"A hidden spot. Something Hazzan did not really want us to discover, being a convertite that abandoned the Sith. Something he considered us too stupid to discover based on vague references, or to lazy to put effort into it. I was getting those vibes from him."

She smirked teasingly.

"If you're nice to me I may one day write a song with just you in mind, Syl."

You find a pretty lagoon, have fun lovers.

"I don't have one already? What's a guy gotta do to get one?" He smiled and bumped into her playfully.

Suddenly the rain stopped for a moment as they approached the lagoon, with fireflies flitting over the water, Sylvain removed the hood from his cloak and smiled.

"This is a nice place."

"Make a lasting impression, silly."

She laughed, twirling out of the bump's way and poking him back with a finger to his forehead. Then, she stopped at the bank of the lagoon, taking in the scenery.

"Quite the understatement, dear."

Moyr pulled out breathing tubes and took in the smell of the place. Humid, but refreshingly so, thus not unpleasant.

He chuckled, "I didn't know I hadn't."

Then looking around he smiled and wrapped an arm around Moyr.

"Who knew there'd be a place like this in this endless rugged jungle? Something out there must be looking out for us on our date."

"You mean my blazing skills, of course."

She lay her head on his arm, sneaking her own hand around him.

"I won't let you get complacent with me, Syl. Whatever impression you've made has led you to this point, but you won't get further on autopilot."

He chuckled, "I didn't know I was on autopilot. You've never stopped challenging me, so why would I think it would stop now that I have a greater piece of your heart? That just means that I have that much more to do to impress you." He gave her a tight squeeze.

She smiled and kissed him sweetly, then started undoing hermetic wraps at his neck.

"Want me to catch the jungle fever I see." He said with a smirk.

"If that is what you'd like to call it."

She bit her lip at the end of a seductive half-smile.

"I want a bath. And I don't want it alone."

He chuckled, "I don't know about that Moyr... This isn't exactly a public pool. We have no idea what's in there."

"That, my dear, I can easily tell you."

She stepped away from him, toward the edge of the pool, then pulled the Red Mask of Yavin from under her cloak and put it on. The surge of the Dark Side only exacerbated her desirous mindset. She pervasively reached out through the Force to trace potentially hostile life in the area.

MA10. Sense the Lagoon. Mask on for 1 Dark Side.: 1eF 2 Dark Side


[3 Dark Side]

He began removing a bit of his gear in case she found it to be safe.

"Anything?" He asked.

The lagoon is filled with life forms… aggressive aquatic life forms. Fish that possess more teeth than scales.

"Why can't a couple have a romantic plunge in the middle of the wilderness without a thousand carnivorous fish just dying to bite off their private parts."

Moyr scoffed in exasperation, throwing her arms and lekku apart.

"That activity is better left for the privacy of our own rooms... Or Zeno's if the circumstances require it." He said with a chuckle.

"What, bathing together? I don't think Zeno would not appreciate making a pool out of his room."

She turned on her heel to face him, pulling on her lip lightly in a small smile.

He chuckled, "I was talking about the private part biting. If you want to do the bathing it's best to wait until Dromund Kaas. House Torsin has decent facilities."

"Is it where we're going to end up after Korriban and Yavin?"

She approached him, lay her hand on his chest, and the slid it down until she reached what she felt like grasping and squeezing teasingly.

"I would certainly not want to wait that long for our private feast."

He smiled and kissed her gently, "We certainly don't have to wait for a good 'feast'."

Then standing back up a bit, "But, yes. I do plan on returning home. At least for a short spell. I still haven't paid my respects to my father."

She noticed the shift from her we to his I. Still, her expression did not slip. Her lips, however, moved away from his, and her grip loosened.

"Funny how I don't have fixed plans for after the training. Maybe I'll pursue some of the wild leads we've collected throughout our explorations. Maybe I'll encourage my future master to give me an assignment. Possibilities abound."

She looked toward the lagoon.

"It's a nice metaphor of Dormund Kaas, this pool, don't you think?"