No Devouring Please [EE5]

[Baesal Zyn]

''Democratise fear?'' she was dubious

''What does that event mean?''

[Moyr Ahaya]

"That those who think that their position or wealth can give them security and impunity are proven wrong."

[Baesal Zyn]

''Like the empire's noblesse and Sith rulers?'' she mused

''And the slave owners?''

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Of course. All of them." She sighed. "I am surprised you try this angle with me."

[Baesal Zyn]

Her eyes darted left and right, herself silent for a good moment. She slowed her breath to steady herself for what may come. She looked back into her friend's golden orbs

''I need to be square with you.'' she began

''I might not have been myself lately...y'know, with the weird humor and all.''

There was one more pause as she squeezed Moyr against herself

''I faced a vision of Zash yesterday while investigating another avenue for the plant. I could have brought you along but I willingly did not...mostly because I felt an immense sense of personnal dread and I feared that if I brought you along something something bad would have happened to you.''

''The truth is...it might be condescending...but I am afraid for you. I just can't help it. It might be because I process thing differently but I can't help but get a weightful sense of foreboding that the path you are on will ultimately destroy you.''

Her voice was quivering, she bit her lip

''I understand why, I understand that a hell lot of asses needs to be kicked...but the way it is...'' tears began to show themselves as she spoke ''I don't want to lose you'' she conclude instead of finishing the sentence she was on

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Baessie..." Moyr melted on the inside quite a bit. With a shaken breath, she hugged the Togruta closely, letting her snuggle, pressing her chin between the montrals and wrapping her lekku around them. The light slithery stroking resonated in a hollow soothing hum of a sound inside them. "Don't worry. We live here and now, and there is no peace here. There will be struggle and danger whether we want it or not, but if we back out, if we flee, we won't make a difference, neither for ourselves nor for the galaxy we live in. Zash will always be out there unless she is removed. You need no other proof than your vision." She kissed the other woman's head. "I know subsistence, cowering, being hunted. I've already experienced those things in my life. This is slavery by another name. I will not allow it to return, ever. Everything is better than that. I prefer my life to be short and true rather than long and in chains. So I won't swerve from my path, just like you haven't with yours. I convinced myself not to begrudge you for leaving me. You owe me that."

[Baesal Zyn]

She could'nt say anything for a while as she was trying to breathe normally while her eyes where burning up

''I do...but I owe you a little more then that''

Her jaw quivered as she tried to form the words that were to follow but failed. She just wanted to be with Moyr right now.

[Moyr Ahaya]

And was given exactly that. Moyr didn't press on with questions, just stroked and cuddled the other woman, letting her be as emotional as she wanted. In fact, she mentally encouraged it, blaming the Jedi hypocrisy for Baes' being emotionally repressed until now. "I'm here, baby."

[Baesal Zyn]

She began to calm herself, cuddled to her friend and feeling her warmth

''Your plan...I don't think it will work.'' she finally said looking her up

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Which one, dear?" That took Moyr by surprise. She might have made some guesses what Baes could mean by that if she thought longer before replying, but as of now she was genuinely confounded.

[Baesal Zyn]

''The fear thing'' she specified ''Strong emotions are unpredictable and personnal. Even if you make them afraid it will be lost if they do not know why...and even then they might end up blaming something else interely.''

She tried to get herself straight

''Seeing them cower before you might feel great, but it will not be a substitute for shame, guilt or force them to take responsibility.''

[Moyr Ahaya]

"I don't think you understand, Baes. Fear is not to reform, but to contain and deter. Or provoke. I don't seek cheap satisfaction, but a solution." She sighed. "Are you seriously telling a Sith that strong emotions are a bad thing? We thrive when they are this way. Do you think I care about orderliness, predictability, sensibility? They all support the shape of the galaxy I abhor. I want the chaos that may come."

[Baesal Zyn]

''Chaos is another form of Order'' she said closing her eyes

''One will always end up creating the other...you can't split the two halves of a coin...I...I guess my first insting it to take something apart, study it then make it better.''

[Moyr Ahaya]

"You are an incrementalist, dear. Your instinct is to improve what is. I think the Republic had enough time to be remoulded into something better than it is now. It is time to make space for something new."

[Baesal Zyn]

''The Empire is not new thought''

[Moyr Ahaya]

"It is and it isn't. It's different than that of Marka Ragnos or Naga Sadow. But I don't think the Empire will last once the Republic falls. They both need to pass for something better to emerge."

[Baesal Zyn]

''That I agree with...the Empire is designed to eat itself. It is only tempered now with the shared hatred for the Republic. That is still shoddy design if you ask me.''

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Well, you wouldn't flee it if you thought otherwise, so I don't need to ask you really." Moyr chuckled dryly. "We both have reasons to be where we are, even if tt is often 'not quite' but 'just enough'."

[Baesal Zyn]

''Yeah...'' she raised her hands as to illustrate something

''The Technocracy of Zyn'' she grins ''Sounds good, right?''

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Yes." Moyr gave it an honest, approving laugh. "Much better than what we have. But that level of creative ambition is a Sith thing, baby."

[Baesal Zyn]

''Guess I'll need to settle for the Tushtopia of Moyr'' she said seeming content as her back lekku delved between the twilek's legs to tickle her rump

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Such lewdness from a Jedi, tsk tsk. Wonder what your master would say." Moyr jumped and giggled at first but then pulled a straight face even as her eyes lit up with amusement.

[Baesal Zyn]

''Nothing probably'' she replied ''Maybe he would shake his head but not much else''

The who other lekku joined the fun at other angles

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Oh those pesky Jedi Masters, hypocritical as ever, speaking of emotionless ideals but tolerating perverted padawans." Moyr stuck out her tongue and weaseled out of Baes' embrace. But then sighed. "I don't feel like it fun now, Baes. Not here, not now. Not with this slumbering guy right next to us. Let's just get out of here and bring a closure to the job we came her for."

[Baesal Zyn]

''Not emotionless ideals'' she simply replied before nodding

''Sure, lets move out''

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