Nar Shaddaa

His busy work continues after a short break and he seems almost chipper as he whistles while constructing his instrument of death.

Hooded and dressed up in a secretive and mysterious way, Niriti visits her former academy colleague. She buzzes on the door of Zeno's room.

The door opens, and when she enters she can see him working happily. He looks up to see the hooded figure and invites her in. "Hey there. Need something?"

Niriti allows the black hood to fall back and reveal her. "It is good to see you again, lord Zeno Deathwright." Niriti chose to use the Imperial form that the soldiers use, mainly to show respect to the sith.

"It's good to see you too Niriti. It's been a while," he says with a nod, setting his tools aside and rising to meet her. "And Zeno is fine. You're looking as lovely as ever."

"Time seems to have been good on you too, Zeno." She enters the room and walks to a chair near the man, sitting close to him, and overlooking what he is doing, although she has no knowledge of technology and it's just so her aroma can allure him. "What brings you to Nar Shaddaa, Zeno? I'd think you'd be out there fighting some jedi on some lost planet of ice, desert, fire..." Her hand reaches to her lip casually.

He sets down his tools, and turns to face her, smirking. "I'm here to do whatever the Empire needs of me." Adjusting to sit at her feet, he slips off one of her shoes and begins massaging her foot.

"If your here to share passions and that's it, I'm okay with it. But to be honest, I'd like it if we could do more than that together. You are a beautiful, capable, and..." he kisses the top of her foot, "... delicious woman. I'd like the opportunity to work with you Niriti, not just give you reason to moan with pleasure."

"I can find passion and pleasure on many other places, Zeno." She lifts the foot as he aims to massage it. "If I have come to visit you it was because of the curiosity of what has brought you to this system. I guess the Emperor has a special interest in our promotion since many of us have been destined her out of all the planets of the Galaxy." She sighs as she feels the comfort of the massage that Zeno is giving her. "I feel comfortable working with you, as well as the other academy colleagues. I believe I can trust you, to some extent. That woman, Layne, still creeps me out."

"Just because you can find them anywhere, doesn't mean you should limit yourself," he replies with a wink.

"I'm here because there is opportunity to serve and to grow. Plenty of chances to build personal power and work towards Sith victory in the galaxy. But I think many of us have been sent here because we're still young and relatively fresh from the academy. If things go poorly then blame can be shifted to us, if they go well our masters can take credit for training us well."

"I'm not a woman of exclusivity." She added, guessing that she meant her relation with Remmington. "I will follow my duty, that is sure, and have my expenses and needs covered as much as I can, and however I can if they don't come from me; but that doesn't mean that this girl don't like to share her time."

"Ah, I understand. It is an easy way to keep the peace talks under control. So if anything wrong comes out, then they will just say it was our young, brash, spirits, and take over from there. it is a very clever move. But then we can use our personal feelings towards this war in our negotiations, which can be even harsher on the peace attempts. Most of us have lost all because of this war, and will not be able to forgive the Republic for this."

The massaging hands continue, working their way up her leg, getting higher each moment. Occasionally he leans in and kisses her leg a little bit higher than the last. Apparently working towards a destination.

"But what goal are you personally seeking here? How can we work together. At the end of the day I would glad to feel my heart racing as our bodies intertwined, to taste you... to feel you..." His touch becomes more sensual at that.

"But I think we'd also work well together in more ways than that. You have a clever mind, more than my own. How do you think we could progress further?"

While he awaits her response, his hands and lips busy themselves moving up her leg. At some point he took her hands and put them on his head so she could guide him where she wanted.

She allows the hands to move, as her silky legs feel his hands and remember the times in Korriban. "I work now in the Ministry of Logistics of the Empire." She explains "It is my duty to see that the desires of the Emperor are fulfilled and that the war is detained. I might be a warrior, but I can talk my way and get what I need." As she spoke her foot rested on his own leg and rubbed against it, working its way to his thigh in a demonstration of flexibility.

"I have thoughts on the ways to bring this peace that the Emperor desires, as well as future plans on what this would mean to the Empire. Specially with the Hutt on our side we could do so much. And with you by my side there is so much to do as well."

She can feel her breath coming faster upon her as the excitement rushes in her and her blood carries quickly through her body. His hands grab hers and are taken to his head, to his cheeks, which she pulls into her own lips with desire and lust. And then pulls him down to her neck as her body climbs to his thighs, and her legs wrap around his waist.

His kiss is full and deep, as she pulls him in. As she clings to his body it's clear that the talk is not all he's thinking about. Her mention of the Emperor sends his mind spinning one direction for a moment, but he quickly recovers and makes his intentions in the moment clear as he carries her off to the bedroom. "Well then, let's do something exciting together. I'm sure if we cooperate we can come to a mutually pleasurable outcome, in whatever endeavor we seek."