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[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

Even though Zalyass now officially had lost any notion about the hooded woman's intentions, she did need a shoulder to cry on right now. No matter how confusing the entire situation was, this woman was offering just that to her. As the hooded woman slowly to the bed, she did not put up any resistance, apart from the occasional 'it's not fair'.

As the hooded woman softly pulled Zalyass's head against her shoulder, the last bit of resistance was gone and the floodgates opened. All this time, she had held the frustration over what happened to her to herself only, trying to lock the feelings up inside. Trying to fill the emptiness inside her head with all the wrong things. Now however, she could no longer hold back the fear, anxiety and loneliness inside. Zalyass grabbed the woman by her clothes, trying to get as close to her as possible and cried.

Then the hooded woman started talking inside her head again. Asking her questions, telling her what she already knew. That she was weak.

"I could do nothing *sob*. Back then, for the first time, I heard her. I heard her voice. *sob* I was so happy that I could finally hear Mother *sob*. But then I realized I could also feel her suffering, her anger *sob*. There was something wrong. She told us to come back home, but it was not her. I knew it was not her who wanted it, that she was being manipulated. *sob* But the call was too strong, I could not resist it. I was there, constantly, but I could do nothing."

((OOC: If you expected a more coherent reply, don't ask a someone who is having a mental breakdown questions as of why he/she is having it XD))

[Hooded Figure (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

Ajava had heard rumours and speculation about what happened to the Azarya. She had pieced some of the things together, and knew that the Azarya claimed that the Mandalorians had somehow controlled them using some form of telepathic control the Azarya were susceptible to. Up till now, she had been sceptical... But hearing it like this, it changed her opinion.

Another part of her brain coldly noted that this woman had almost no self-esteem. She was lonely, fearful and thought herself weak. On top of that, she was apparently incapable of hearing 'Mother', who Ajava guessed was a nickname for the Azarya empress. The fact that she actually tried to get closer to Ajava only reinforced the analysis.

"Tell me the rest. Let me take it of your mind. Let me protect you.", Ajava stroked the woman's back while she encourages her to continue.

Hooded Figure((OOC: No worries ^_^))

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

Why was she telling this to her? A woman who up to a while ago had been sending electricity through her body. It was rather silly, but against all better judgement, she felt like she could trust this woman. Either that or Zalyass really didn't care about whom she was crying her heart out to. She couldn't stop now if she wanted to anyway...

"They took us back to Nest. Our world. We had to work for them, some until they dropped dead of exhaustion. *sob* I was there all the time. I could see what was going on, I could hear every command, feel everything I touched, but I could not resist. *sob* It was like watching a horrible nightmare through a holonet relay."

Zalyass shivered and tried to push herself even closer to the hooded woman. As she was talking about her experiences, the memories she had locked away were starting to come back and they hurt a lot. Remembering them made her just want to disappear.

"Somehow I managed to live on, like some sick joke of fate. Every day my body felt like it was going to give up, but it didn't. Every day I saw more and more people I knew just *sob* drop dead... Then one day my body finally couldn't move anymore and I collapsed. *sob* I felt it was a relief, finally this all would be over. I lost consciousness and ended on the bottom of a cliff. Somehow the impact in combination with my disability broke me free of their grasp. *sob* I managed to get to a relay station and warn the Union. Right now our Mother is safe and people are fighting for our freedom. I know I should be happy, but..."

Zalyass let go with one of her hands, grabbed her head and shivered.

"What they did, it almost feels like part of myself is still missing. Like they had to throw some of it out to make place for the mind control. I cannot explain it... It is.. maddening. I tried to suppress it, to forget it and live on, I really did... But it is too much. Too much *sob*"

((OOC: Before I forget: Ajava might notice that the drunkenness is mostly gone already. Azaryan physiology breaks down alcohol rather rapidly))

[Hooded Figure (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

Ajava held the senator while she told her story, and sobbed into her cloak.

After a while, when the senator had remained silent for a while and the sobbing slowed down a little, Ajava pulled the senator so that they could look each other in the eyes. With their heads only a few inches apart, Ajava put her hands on the azarya's hips again, making sure that Zalyass noticed it.

"Look at me, Zalyass. You don't have to feel that ever again. I can help you feel better. I stopped that Zabrak from hurting you, and I would do so again if you ask me. I can protect you and help you. Do you want that?"

Hooded Figure

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

Now this woman is even offering her assistance? Zalyass's mind was way too clouded to think rationally about all this. It was true what the hooded woman had said though. She did protect her from that Zabrak, right? Slowly, she nodded her head.

"Next time, I want to be able to do something, or at least not feel as helpless... But right now, most of all, I want the emptiness to go away. I want to feel alive again. Feel happiness again. Is that too much to ask, you think?"

Zalyass certainly did notice that the hooded woman had put her hands back on her hips, but somehow it did not feel as threatening this time.

[Hooded Figure (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

Part of Ajava's consciousness suddenly stopped being useful, due to the unmeant meaning of the words of the azaryan senator. Another part of her brain became suspicious. Was this woman playing her...? She is a senator, and as such Ajava might have underestimated the cunning of this woman.

She seemed all sobered up, all of a sudden. Then again, she would have to put a lot of trust in Ajava interfering at the cantina, as she was clearly and truly drunk then. Ajava decided to play along for now, and make sure no tails or surveillance was around later.

With a smile, the hooded figure stood up, pulling Zalyass to her feet as well. "Put your hands on my waist.", came the silent demand. The hooded figure waited for the azarya to do so before continuing.

"It will take time. If you do as I say, I will teach you. I will make you feel alive and happy again. I will protect you." The eyes of the hooded figure started glowing red and looked straight into Zalyass' green eyes. After a short silence, the hooded figure finally asked: "Will you do as I say?"

Hooded Figure

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

Once again, Zalyass obeyed without hesitation and put her hands back on the woman's hips as soon as it was asked of her, even though she would have preferred to keep on leaning against her. In a strange way, Zalyass was starting to get accustomed to this little ritual.

Then the woman suddenly offered her assistance. Judging by the look on Zalyass's face, she had absolutely not been expecting this. Hesitantly, she nodded at the woman's question. Zalyass was still quite scared of this woman and whatever she wanted of her.

"If you can do all that, tell me what you want me to do. I have had enough of being like this. Help me..."

The look in her eyes was quite determined. Whatever this woman wanted, it could not be much worse for Zalyass than drinking until she passed out, right? The way she currently survived couldn't really be called living anyhow...

[Hooded Figure (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

"You have accepted my offer. I will protect you, and you will do as I say.", the telepathic voice of the hooded figure echoed in the head of the senator, and had a very final feel to it.

Holding the naked azarya woman by the hips, the hooded figure smiled after Zalyass agreed. It seemed a friendly smile, though there was still a hint of predator in it. The hooded woman looked at Zalyass in silence, her eyes staring straight into those of the senator.

"Lie down on the bed, and sleep. Tomorrow morning, you will take a bath. After your bath, you will wait for me in this room. You will not wear anything. You will not contact anyone.", with that, the hooded figure let go of Zalyass' hips.

Hooded Figure

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

This was not the first request Zalyass expected. Right after consenting to the hooded woman's demands, Zalyass had realized she had made a rather dangerous commitment, but all seemed to go better than expected. Perhaps this way she could finally get over what happened while not paying too much of a price. If that meant she had to wait for this woman to dress herself, so be it.

Then, when the hooded woman was about to move away, Zalyass instinctively grabbed the woman's wrist.

"P-please.. D-dakini... don't... "

Was she really doing this? Had she developed Stockholm syndrome or what? Even so, the prospect of being alone right now was much worse than anything else. She was afraid that the next day this woman would have vanished like a bad dream...

"I-I'm scared... Please don't leave... I.. I mean.. The bed is large enough to fit two, right?"

((OOC: Yes she is suggesting this strictly platonically, like a sleepover...))

[Hooded Figure (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

Ajava had already planned out her counter-surveillance and was turning to leave as the senator grabbed her wrist. She started to reply telepathically, but her concentration was thoroughly broken as Zalyass asked her if the bed was large enough.

The hooded figure slowly turned back to the senator, the friendly smile replaced with an unclear expression. For a silent moment, the figure looked at Zalyass, and then at the hand holding her wrist.

Before Zalyass could release her, the figure grabbed Zalyass' wrist with her free arm. She twisted the senator's wrist and pulled the senator's arm aside at the same time. The sudden force applied by the hooded figure resulted in the azarya feeling a sharp pain in her arm, and twisting her around in a spin. The end result was that Zalyass let go of the wrist, and ended up standing face to face with the hooded figure, their bodies pressed together. Zalyass' right arm was twisted behind her own body, with the figure calmly reaching behind the senator's back with her own right arm to hold it.

"Remember who the weak one is, Zalyass.", the figure whispered. She remained silent for a moment. Then she continued: "I don't sleep. I will stay to comfort you, but it will have a price."

The hooded figure released the senator, and took a step back. "Undress me.", was all she said.

((OOC: For the record: all Ajava's clothing from outer to inner: Cloak, iron belt with two lightsabers attached (the lightsabers don't have buttons or knobs for activation), form-fitting two piece armour (top piece: gloves, body; bottom piece: boots, pants).

The armour can be seen on Ajava's avatar. Ajava wears nothing below the armour. Veolians don't subscribe to the multiple layer clothing paradigm.))Hooded Figure

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

By the time Zalyass realized that the hooded woman wasn't the least bit happy with her wrist getting grabbed, it was already too late. She tried to pull her hand away, but she wasn't quick enough and tried her best not to scream as the hooded woman pulled her close.

After all this, Zalyas had clearly gotten scared and was breathing heavily, her eyes wide open and looking straight at the hooded woman. The point had clearly gotten across and when the woman reminded her of who the weak one was, Zalyass couldn't help but look away.

The last thing that she had expected was for the woman to agree to her plea though. Not having to be there alone for the entire night actually made her brighten up a bit, even if the woman wanted Zalyass to undress her. The price sounded rather strange to Zalyass though, but it was clearly not her place to question this.

"Ah.. err, ehm, okay I guess?"

And so, Zalyass started to carefully undress the woman, taking care not to damage anything. She started with the cloak and the... light sabers? Zalyass wondered how the woman had gotten hold of those, since she heard that only Jedi were able to use them. She made a mental note of them, but as it was clearly not in her best interest to start asking questions right now, she remained silent and remained this way while removing the other pieces of clothing the woman was wearing until she was wearing about as much as Zalyass was right now.

After that, Zalyas stepped back a little and waited for the woman to respond. It was quite clear that Zalyass was being rather uncomfortable with this, significantly more so than when she was the only one without clothing.

[Dakini (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

The blue-skinned woman patiently waited for Zalyass to undress her, lifting a leg or an arm whenever necessary. The only moment that was tense was when Zalyass handled the lightsabers. The azarya could feel the gaze of the woman on her as she carefully put them down.

Seeing how Zalyass was uncomfortable with the situation, Ajava stood in front of her and softly said: "Don't worry. Put your hands on my waist."

She waited to see if the other woman would do so. If she did, she would again reciprocate by putting her hands on the azarya's hips. If she didn't, well... That would be a first.

Dakini

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

Once again, Zalyass agreed to join in what had slowly become some kind of ritual between the two. The fact that the person who was standing in front of her now was nude as well made her rather nervous though. The fact that there was now skin touching her hips instead of gloves even made her blush a little.

"Ah, well, ehm.."

She wanted to ask if they could move to the bed now, but she was unsure how to ask this without the risk of provoking her once again.

[Dakini (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

As they stood next to the bed holding each other, Ajava took a deep breath. She closed her eyes, and slowly breathed out to calm herself. As she exhaled she concentrated to regain full control over herself.

Ajava's concentration was barely enough to communicate telepathically. She was actually afraid that her veolian telepathy would start to bleed through her desires. Yet she tried anyway, as she felt that it gave her a certain kind of place in the eyes of Zalyass, after all, she couldn't hear 'Mother', but she could hear Ajava.

"There is no ne... There is no need to be nervous. When you hold me like that, you are safe.", the telepathic voice sounded strained, as if the woman had difficulty communicating. Ajava felt her control slip away again. As she opened her now bright red eyes she saw Zalyass blush.

Ajava could no longer control her instincts. Just like the time on that crappy space ship, she felt her mind broadcast her desire outwards like a slow wave... In a strange way, letting that burden of control fall from her natural abilities did help to clear her mind a bit. She just hoped that Zalyass' natural inability to hear Mother would dampen veolian telepathy as well.

She shifted her hands to hold Zalyass' waist, and waited to see how the woman reacted.
Dakini

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

There was no need to be nervous? Zalyass didn't really know how, but instinctively she felt like the woman was going to attack her any second now, like a predator waiting to pounce, even though the woman did not look the part and was clearly trying to calm Zalyass down. This made Zalyass even more confused about the entire situation. The sudden shift in position of the hands on her body didn't really help all of this.

Then , as the woman continued her communication telepathically, Zalyass realized that she had actually spoken the sentences before that. She wondered why this happened, especially since it was quite obvious that she was having difficulties maintaining the telepathic bond.

"Ehm, Dakini? Y-you can just talk to me if you want to... I..."

Zalyass wanted to say that she actually preferred hearing her voice normally, but she suddenly got afraid that the woman would see the remark as yet another offense and would decide to hurt her. In the end, only an awkward silence was left.

[Dakini (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

Dakini looked at Zalyass. Slowly, her eyes dimmed, and returned to their natural state. The blue-skinned woman shifted her hands back to Zalyass' hips.

"Thank you. I wanted to make you forget that you can't hear telepathy. But you are so attractive I can't concentrate."

Ajava might have trouble concentrating, but the senator wasn't difficult to read. Having a fearful senator wasn't going to do any good.

"Zalyass, don't touch me without permission. You can speak. I won't mind."

The returned cold analytical part of Ajava's brain noted that she just told Zalyass one of her tricks and she allowed the azarya significant freedom. It did not approve.

Dakini

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

.... Attractive? Now this remark really made Zalyass blush. She really didn't think of herself as attractive, especially since she did not conform to the Azaryan definition of beauty. That and a woman was saying this to her. Was Dakini actually attracted to her? That would explain some of the responses. For the following couple of seconds, Zalyass was too flustered to actually speak properly, sputtering some incoherent parts of words for a while before finally somewhat getting a grip on herself. Zalyass slowly breahted in and out and then looked back at Dakini.

... And she asked this person to sleep with her, didn't she?... Well so much for that attempt. If her face could become any redder, now would be the moment... And they were both standing inches away from each other, both totally nude.

That's it, Zalyass' mind gave up on trying to make sense of it. A small part of her wanted to scream and run away. Most of her knew better than that though. Once again she tried looking at the woman in front of her. She had to say something, Dakini expected her to.

"Err, well.. I.. Well.. Thank you, but.. Well.. Ehrm. I... Prefer if you would speak normally. Our bond with Mother is.. Different. Th-thank you for the gesture, though... I.. Well.. Shouldn't we sleep?"

Oh please could they go to sleep? Maybe the could get her act back together when they were both in.. bed... Didn't she say she didn't need sleep?

[Dakini (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

While Zalyass was stuttering about, Ajava's streams of consciousness all snapped back into place. Her composure reformed, and her thoughts were once again aligned and clear.

"We should lie down on the bed, and you should sleep.", Dakini spoke with a gentle voice. "Tomorrow morning, you will take a bath. After your bath, you will wait for me in this room. You will not wear anything. You will not contact anyone."

"But for now, just rest.", the blue woman gently maneuvred the two of them towards the bed.

Dakini

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

Zalyass couldn't do much more than silently nod and walk towards the bed. Even now her face was completely flushed.

"D-Don't worry, I will do just that."

As she lied down on the bed and moved underneath the sheets, the first thing she did was pull the sheets over her head and breathe in deeply. For these few seconds she tried her best to calm down and get her act back together. She was attractive? No one had said that to her before. Even with all her misery, she couldn't help but feel happy about this.

Seriously, what was wrong with her? She was actually looking forward to spending time with the one who kidnapped her? It must be all the confusion that caused her mind to make all the wrong decisions...

After those couple of seconds, Zalyass popped her head back up and looked at Dakini, wondering what she would do next.

[Dakini (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

The blue woman smiled at Zalyass. "Lie still." was all she said.

She walked to the other side of the bed, and lies down as well. As she pulls the sheets up, she turns towards Zalyass' back and scoots up to her until she can reach out and wrap her arms around Zalyass' body. She wraps her arms around Zalyass' waist. The blue woman protectively pulled Zalyass towards her until they were in contact. Zalyass could feel the slow rhytmic breathing of the other woman.

"This is my price for staying with you.", she whispered. "I will hold you until I leave."

"Sleep well, Zalyass. I won't allow anyone to hurt you."

Dakini

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

At first, when Zalyass felt Dakini's body touch hers, she tensed up completely. She had really not expected to spend the first night in bed with someone else like this. Plus it was a woman... Who was attracted to her. That wasn't supposed to happen, was it? She did feel really warm and soft and strangely soothing though. It felt like a affirmation of the fact that there was actually someone there for her even if part of herself had gone missing.

Wait.. don't forget that this woman was about to rape you, Zalyass. Have you forgotten? As a matter of fact she hadn't and it still had her utterly confused about Dakini's motives. Still, somehow Zalyass felt like this was what she needed right now. For about a minute or so, Zalyass remained silent and concentrated on Dakini's breathing before sighing softly. Zalyass was actually starting to feel somewhat comfortable, knowing she wasn't alone. Still, she was wondering about what Dakini's intentions were. Well, she was allowed to ask questions, right?

"Dakini?... Why did you save me earlier tonight?"

[Dakini (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

"Because I recognized you, and that Zabrak was an idiot that didn't know what a treasure he was holding."

"I do.", the woman whispered softly.

Dakini

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

Zalyass grew silent for yet another while was she pondered on the meaning of what Dakini had said. Was she really that special? Well of course she was a senator and judging by Dakini's words she knew that as well, but it was just for a minor world and in all honesty, she wasn't really suitable for the job.

"I don't think I'm really that special though. I don't know if I really wanted to get saved by you earlier tonight... I'm a good-for-nothing anyway."

Her voice sounded hushed, as if she were more talking to herself than to Dakini.

[Dakini (mask of Shebi Ajava)]

Ajava held the azarya senator while she pondered, enjoying the feel of the body pressed against her. Her brain was rapidly envisioning different scenarios involving her and the woman she was holding, and what the expected long-term consequences of each scenario would be.

With ease, Ajava sectioned off the day dreaming part of her brain to respond to Zalyass' musings.

"Zalyass, you were worth saving, otherwise I wouldn't have saved you.", she replied quickly, even before Zalyass could utter something about being a good-for-nothing.

"From now on, I decide what you're good for", the tone of the blue woman's voice changed a little with her last sentence. Her voice now had a sensual quality to it that it lacked before. "Criticizing yourself doesn't change anything. We'll talk about how you go to work, and what you do there tomorrow."

The blue woman shifted her hands about over Zalyass' body. Zalyass suddenly became acutely aware of the fact that they were both naked. Zalyass could feel the arm of the woman go under her body, and wrap around so her splayed out hand was firmly pressing on Zalyass' pubic region, just below where veolians would have a navel. The other arm wrapped over Zalyass, elbow touching Zalyass' belly with the arm going straight up from Zalyass' belly, allowing Dakini to put her hand flat against Zalyass' breastbone.

The woman gently put pressure on Zalyass' body with her hands, pulling the two woman into an intimate embrace.

"Of course, you will always be good for something", the woman said softly, "Now, you decide whether you want to use this bed in your way, or whether we first try mine."

((OOC: Didn't know whether Azarya have a navel... :P))Dakini

[Senator Zalyass al-Chak'zya Azara-ya]

At first, Zalyass actually felt somewhat comforted by the blue woman's words and actually started to relax a bit. All of that changed rapidly when the woman started moving her hands about though.

The very first couple of seconds, Zalyass did not at all realize what Dakini was doing, enabling her to easily maneuver her arms into place and place one hand on her (navel-less) abdomen and the other one on her breast bone. Once she did realize what was going on, it was already too late. By then she indeed fully realized that they were both completely naked and in a very intimate and rather embarrassing position at this moment.

With one hand pressed firmly on Zalyas's chest, Dakini could feel the Azaryan's heart start to race as a torrent of different feelings went through her head. By the time Dakini asked her what she wanted to do, Zalyass's face was flushed red once more and she was once again at a loss for words. She herself didn't even know what she wanted anymore. Maybe she should just give in the Dakini's demands? But she only just met the woman and most certainly wasn't in a relationship with her. This was definitely not what she had in mind for her first expereience. Then again, there probably was no Azarya who was willing to be this intimate with her anyway...

"I... Well... I don't really... Ehm..."

In the end, Zalyass gave no definite answer and just kept lying there as if she were paralyzed. At least it had gotten her mind off of her self-pity.