Letting Loose (Day 6 Early Night The Opal.)

[Luth Khalan]

"No, I didn't think so. I knew he was uncomfortably keen on some topics, but this is way beyond the pale," she said, shaking her head. Her hair had fallen out of the braid she wore it in and into red waves around her shoulders. "I'm 100% with you on that."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Good... We won't be able to bring your spotter, and the halls may not give you much room to set up. So that might cause some issues." He murmured thoughtfully.

"I can provide you with a bit of extra gear though if you need it." His hand reached out almost unconsciously as he started to play with a strand of her hair. "You should let this down more."

[Luth Khalan]

"My specialty is with rifles... I can use any sort, though, if you have a particular plan in mind," she said, her eyes closing a little as her hair is played with, a rare content expression. It did feel nice. "I used to. I miss being able to wear it however I want."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Nothing certain, I was mostly curious if you had access to anything other then your sniper rifle, and if not if you needed it." He continued, enjoying the feeling of being intimate even if only for a while.

"You should get out you know... Completely." His eyes sought hers. "That talk we had tonight, I didn't notice then but it's a dangerous spit you're in. It won't stop here either."

[Luth Khalan]

"I don't at the moment, an alternate would be good if possible. Don't know what'll happen." She rested her hand on his waist and nodded. "I know. Already working on it. Not sure what I'll do afterward, but I have to get out."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I'll provide you with something then." He offered simply. "Have any prefrences?" He smiled slightly as she rested her hand on her waist. "Good." He let his hand drift from her hair to her chest, his fingertips resting near the center of her chest above her heart. "I could be wrong, but it seems to me you're hurting here. Too much blood, too much death it wears on you."

"As for where you'll go, there's always a bunk on my boat for a fellow retiree. If you're interested."

[Luth Khalan]

"A blaster rifle or a carbine is fine, depending on how close quarters we may be in," she says. She looks down at the hand, her eyes following along it to his shoulder and up to his face. "Yes... Between that and having to stay distanced and just being an... an extension of someone's will... You stop feeling like a person after a while."

She considers his last words and nods. "I'll give it some thought."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I'll find one for you then." Zane said with a slight nod. He had to stop himself from stroking her breast, let's his fingers drift away and return to her hair. "I know... I've experienced it." He looked deep into her eyes. "After that you start making attachments you shouldn't. I'm sure you met a lot of Imperials that have treated you kindly. I also know you've seen what the Sith's insanity can do to their people."

"Please do." He sighed softly. "My own exit from all this wasn't my choice, but the more I look back the more I think it was the right time."

[Luth Khalan]

She closed her eyes. "I have... I know," she repeats. The Sith would use that bioweapon in a heartbeat, she reminds herself. "Having little in the way of attachments at home makes it doubly difficult. It's undoubtedly time for me to go. It may have been time a while ago with the nightmares and whanot, but... it was insisted that I kept at it."

[Zanebry Varliss]

His hand reached from Asra's hair to her cheek, brushing his thumb across it. "He will do that, keep you in place well past the point you can last. Then throw you away when you can no longer be used."

"I suggest you leave Asra, abandon the mission if you need to, sometimes you need to take care of yourself. It's better then shattering into a thousand pieces."

[Luth Khalan]

"Yes... That is how it works with him." She puts her hand over his on her cheek, the other coming to rest on his chest. "It's hard to consider the idea of taking care of myself."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"It's rough, especially at first." He replied with A dry chuckle. "You'll fuck it up, and more then once. Even If you have someone there to help you out."

"Might be you'll even be lost for a while like me." He leaned in and placed a tender kiss on her for head. "Eventually though you'll find someone to help you find your path again. Even if they only set you onnit and leave. Or so has been my experience."

[Luth Khalan]

"It might be a little easier if I do take you up on that offer," she says, sliding a little closer up to him at the kiss on her forehead. "Maybe it's a good idea to be around someone who knows what I'm going through."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"It's up to you Asra, I won't push you into anything." He offered her a small smile as he moved in a bit closer. "This is a decision you have to make on your own after all."

[Luth Khalan]

She nods, and as he comes closer, the hand on his waist moves back, turning it into a loose hug. She murmurs quietly, just enough that he can hear. "I just want to hear my own name again. That's what makes me most eager to get out, aside from escaping the rest of it."

[Zanebry Varliss]

Zane slipped in closer his own arm wrapping around her. As his lips brushed against hers. "Tell me what it is." He replied equally softly. "I may not say it for a while after tonight. But it's who you will be to me."

[Luth Khalan]

Her lips brush a little more firmly against his and she murmured almost silently against them, "Luth... It's Luth Khalan."

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Luth Khalan." Zane murmured her name almost like he was tasting it, before he rolled on top of her. He looked at Asra for a moment before dipping in again, his lips seeking hers.

Probablies could wait for the morning.

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[Luth Khalan]

She wrapped her arms around his neck, meeting his lips as he went for hers. It wasn't tomorrow just yet.

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