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Lights and sirens blared, the doors unlocked themselves, and all hell broke loose. The lights in Kinara and Celeste's shared cell went off, and Kinara, currently straddling Celeste's lap mid-make-out session, froze, slowly lowering herself onto the larger woman's lap and fixing her now...

Kinara smiled and nodded happily, hopping up and smooching Celeste's cheek cutely, wincing as she landed, hand going to her gun-shot scar before taking a breath and standing up straight. After a few seconds, gripping Celeste's hand in hers, she was ready to be put back into containment... even...

Kinara shifted her focus to Elise as soon as she sensed hostile intent, and the Force lashed out with Kinara's guidance, bending the barrel of the gun down towards the ground. A traiter should not be allowed to have a gun.... however as the Doctor seemed to believe her, she came out of hiding...

Kinara continued to nuzzle into Celeste's shoulder, keeping her grip tight on the larger woman, her breathing calming. Now that she could feel the utmost power of the Force coursing through her body, she completely relaxed as well. For the most part, anyway. Sighing softly, Kinara kissed...

The bear-hugging tackle snapped Kinara out of her fit, and made her blink a few times, the tears no longer streaming down her cheeks again as she remembered where she was, stunned and unable to move for a moment before she realized whose arms she was in. "C-Celeste!" She cried out happily...

Kinara pouted again as she read the entry, and sighed, looking away from the screen. She'd felt Rachel's death through the Force during the shit-storm that had ensued when everything went crazy in Arcadia bay. Sighing, she rose from the seat, and started to head for the door of the room... Might...

Kinara knew about 914 by now, and didn't have any intention of going there any time soon.... and while the idea of pissing... or otherwise.... on this guy's desk did cross her mind, she would rather be a nosy girl, rather than a devious and bad girl.... or even a good girl right now. Wincing as...

Kinara wandered the halls of the Foundation. She'd been given a set of jedi Robes, or at least, something similar to them at her request as her Christmas present for being a "good girl" during her year of captivity. Not that she had much of a choice. In a way she felt safe in these halls, and...

"SCP 3683. Are you awake? Can you hear me?" these two questions rang in Kinara's ears, fading in and out of focus as the Jedi fought her way to consciousness. Also fading in and out of focus were the sounds of monitoring equipment, and... some sort of breathing apparatus? Moving her hands, the...

As the Handcuffs were brought out, Kinara's last bit of energy kicked in through the Force, and sent all the objects she'd been levitating flying in every direction, landing too far away to be of any threat to the Foundation operatives. Despite being tended to by Celeste, Kinara was still so...

The Car dropped, the SCP Foundation Operative was crushed, and Kinara was knocked off her feet, landing back on them before stumbling back a few steps, and leaning against a car, her breathing sharp and strained. Her eyes watered and her hand went to the bullet wound in her belly. There was a...

The Force screamed at her to move, and she did. Twirling her body, the bullet grazed her hair, a few strands being whisked away from the rest of her head. It all happened in slow motion, and for a split second, she could see the bullet as it whizzed right by her eyes, tearing some of her hair...

"By the Force..." Everything swirled in Kinara's mind's eye, and as shit went to hell in a hand basket faster than one could reasonably think, bullets flew everywhere, and she was forced to jump, twirling her slender body and ditching her overcoat in the process in order to dodge the bullets...

The Storm was rough, but for the Jedi Kinara and her new lover Celeste, nicely holed up in Kinara's personal ship, it was nothing. If that ship could handle the rigors of hyperspace travel and God knows what else that Jedi has put it through, it could handle a little rain. Of course, the two had...

Once her clothes were on, and her pistol was holstered, she brought her lightsabers to her hands with the Force, the hilts launching themselves to her hands, where to show off playfully she did a fancy flourish before stowing them where they belonged on her belt. Once stowed, she looked to...

Kinara sighed happily. They'd spent a good amount of time with their little escapade, and by now it was well past lunch time. Phew those girls knew how to have a good time. And a long one at that. Idly, the Jedi continued to trace those muscles along Celeste's body, leg draped over her hip as...

Kinara gasped cutely when her plump rear was gripped so firmly in those muscular hands of Celeste's, and she smirked seductively, her own eyes drooping half closed as she turned to straddle the larger woman's lap, giving her all the access she wants to her -aheh- assets. The jedi ran a hand...

Kinara giggled and wiggled in the larger woman's grasp, and nodded enthusiastically as she prattled off her preferred partners traits, or at least, some of them, and had a giddy grin on her lips at the larger woman's enthusiasm to so willingly indulge in a casual romp and sharing of carnal...

Kinara giggled at the gentle squeeze to her shoulder, and shrugged. "I do certainly hope not to fall under that category. Doesn't sound much like my idea of a fun night." Kinara then smiled giddily when her forwardness was met and reciprocated, and happily let herself be pulled closer, wrapping...

Kinara was unsure of whether or not she could hold Celeste's hand while they walked, and after a few awkwardly cute gestures, decided not to push herself onto the larger woman just quite that much yet. Instead she walked with her hands on her hips as she looked up at the taller, stronger woman...