[D8 LA, Zeno's Suite] Red Dinner

[Luth Khalan]

She takes a sip as she listens. "Hmm... I can only imagine how some of them would respond to that. Probably some idealistic whatnot." She shakes her head and drinks a little more deeply. She glances at the wine, reflecting that she should probably limit it to that.

[Zeno Deathwright]

"People seem to think that we're further separated from the animals than we are. Like we're not emotional and instinctual creatures. Like we're above that," he replies with a shrug. "But we feel and we react and we do things for and to each other because of our base emotions. They think it's something to be held in contempt. I find it to be worth celebrating. When a mother fights to protect her children, or a two rivals fight over the same resources, or group of siblings stand next to each other against a threat. We don't just mimic the natural world, we are part of it."

[Luth Khalan]

She nods thoughtfully. "People think of ourselves as coming from nature, but we're still part of it," she says, finishing the glass and setting it down and getting up. "I guess some people think we should be more separated than we are, but the things we assign meaning to are guided by emotion. Emotion is in a very real way the source of meaning for people. You can't totally separate yourself from emotions and instinct and also live a fulfilling life. Nothing would be important to you."

[Zeno Deathwright]

"And that's part of the problem between Sith and Jedi. Well, that and their attempted genocideof our people. They escalated the war with that," he says with a shrug. "But when you do something like that to emotional people it tends to bite you in the ass. We just want to feel. Feel it all. I just want to feel it all. Before I die."

[Luth Khalan]

She nods quietly, rubbing a hand lightly over her breastbone and looking off to the side as though remembering something. "Yeah..." she said with a soft sigh. Still, the redhead came around the table to return to his lap, straddled over it, and leaned forward, kissing him deeply. "All the more reason to embrace the moment, I think."

[Zeno Deathwright]

Her kiss met hungry lips, as he took her top off separating their connection only to allow the shirt to pass through. He felt passion burning within him and he just wanted to stoke the flame as his hands busied themselves at her waist to start getting rid of the rest of her clothing. His eyes expressed a deep desire and the rest of his body seemed to be backing that desire up.

[Luth Khalan]

She worked on his own clothing at the same time, her fingers hurried as she undid anything keeping his top on him, getting up to allow herself to step free from the rest of her clothing. Her red hair hangs like a wavy curtain around them once she's free from her clothing and things...

/ftb