[D9 LM] Escaping the Rain (closed)

[Deonis Harik]

"I stay different places." He said simply "I know them. When they come it will likely not be a surprise. There are many jedi. We'll people trained by Jedi at least, on the planet. An unusual number. Most planets have none. There might be one in every few clusters of systems. I've encountered three on Bellionas and three additional Force sensitives. This is a, significant, planet."

To the rest his mouth set in a line one of thought not disappointment or anger "I would of course be unhappy if I were no longer be able to talk with you but, I cannot hold onto what is not mine. You are your own person Dhel, free to go when and where you wish. I would never think to restrict you in anyway. I will just enjoy what time I have with you." One large hand began rubbing her furred arm gently As he spoke, warmth radiating from his words.

[Dhelih Dotaivi]

Dhel relaxes against him with a bit of purr, relaxing her hold on him to bring one hand forward to trace gently along his collarbone. "That's refreshing. So many people want to hold on to anything they like, even if that's another person. I guess mayb,e having been kind of on the even worse end of that tendency, you might think be a little less likely to want that?"

She can smell the rain carried on a momentarily cool bit of breeze carried from the direction of the city. "How does someone know if they're Force sensitive? How do...these Inquisitors know? Is it like...something you all can sense about one another?" She seems about to say more, but stills the endless font of questions for just a moment, instead nuzzling up beneath his chin.

[Deonis Harik]

"People don't like losing things they like. Want unfettered access to them." He smiled and kissed the top of her muzzle. His hand went down her arm and to her side slipping underneath the shirt to pet the fur underneath there "Like you said something like that ruined my life. I would never want to do that to another."

"Being Force Sensitive is interesting. It can sometimes be sensed by one with the gift to do so. Sometimes Force sensitives use their powers without even realizing, things going their way often, having fast Reflexes than normal, being able to convince people of incredible things or make fast allies. These can all be things the force can do for you without you even knowing." He explained slowly as his hand gently traveled up and down her side.

[Dhelih Dotaivi]

"Is that something you can do? Sense those with such gifts?" It seemed like that would be one way to have noticed so many of them here. "Any idea why this place is so significant in that way?" she asks, looking up and kissing the edge of his jaw, and then one of the ...chin-horns?...she'd have to ask what he called those.

She stretches against him as his hand moves, then smiles with an amused huff, skin twitching along her side. Bringing her own hand down to catch his through the shirt, Dhel says, "only stroke down there, feels odd running against the lie of the fur." Releasing his hand, she brings hers up to brush hair back from his face. "Otherwise, you can just keep doing that pretty much forever," she murmurs contentedly, stretching into an unhurried kiss.

[Deonis Harik]

He thought for a moment "hmm I do have the ability to sense living things around me. I think I can sense when people are using the force. I can open myself to its flow. The Force moves through all living things. If I focus I can sense it concentrating on a person but it's a subtle thing." He explains as she curls into him.

At her instruction he immediately changes when she releases his hand stroking with the fur slowly but consistently. A low rumble started in his throat when she kissed him and the hand briefly paused to grip her side pulling her into him more. As they separated a little he gathered himself and the petting resumed a slightly amused and slightly heated look in his eyes as he looked down to her "I'll have to remember that."

[Dhelih Dotaivi]

Her eyes close with a pleased little hum at that rumble, the hand at his back moving in time with the very welcome petting, her blunted claws just skimming along his skin. "I have so many questions, but..." Her hand stills, grip tightening to pull her into him, "I'm finding it hard to focus on that," she adds with a smile that seems quite unconcerned with that difficulty.

"And only fair to leave you room for questions if you have them." She relaxes her hold, opening a bit of space and wriggling around to lift her shirt off. With a contented sigh that rumbles into a purr, she settles close again "Or just enjoy ourselves without worrying about words for a bit?"

[Deonis Harik]

there was a small shiver at her stroking his naturally deep voice becoming a little deeper with desire "I am an open book for you Dhelih. You can always ask me anything."

His eyes roam the body in front of him his hands coming to her sides gripping firmly his sharp teeth revealing in a white smile, his eyes glowing again a little brighter than before "I am much more a man of action than words." he said picking her up in his powerful arms she was so light he moved effortlessly as he stood and laid her down "Plenty of time for talk later." his voice sounding like a rumbling growl.

[Dhelih Dotaivi]

She should be surprised by the sudden lift, but it seems telegraphed so clearly that it's somehow inevitable, the right thing in the right moment. It's a sense that's only emphasized by how effortless it is, how safe it feels, as she curls into him as he stands, feeling the way that growl of a voice rolls through her chest. Dhel nods, reaching for him without a sound. Words could come later.

/ftb