Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

This was coming apart at the seems... Why'nn had to do something to stop this. They would get themselves killed. Though it was painful and she knew it wouldn't be up for long, Why'nn threw up a barrier between her friends and the Jedi. "All of you, Stop!" The last word was charged with the Force. "Prototype, I am not hurt, I am not dead, stand down. Rancor, he's clearly more powerful than us. We are on the losing end of this fight and there's no need to continue. Back off. Sir, our business is our own and has nothing to do with you." Her left hand was outstretched, holding the barrier as long as she could, her right grasped the double sided lightsaber behind her. But his was a new power and she wasn't used to using the Light Side in any capacity. As her entire being for the last 6 years had been devoted to the Dark Side, she shivered under the warmth and change.
 
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Ini watched the descending wall of snow hurtled towards him. Reaching out with the Force, he took hold of the massive wall of ice and moved it between himself and the droid, where it's weapon fire and grenades hit and or exploded harmlessly. He then proceeded to send the wall of snow falling harmlessly to the ground. Still, for a few moments it tried to stab at him despite Why'nn's barrier, screaming in Rakatani.


So, this was one of the rumored HK prototypes.


Turning his attention back to the young Siths, Ini watched them carefully through the force barrier constructed by Why'nn. It was a Light Side power, most definitely. Never one that Ini had figured out though. By the look of it, a good strong Force Push would shatter it like glass. But for now this barrier was useful, in that it both showed the young girl's potential, and allowed him a moment to speak.


"Interesting. I see you have some skill with the Light Side of the Force. That is unexpected in a Sith. Perhaps I misjudged you a bit. I am Ini Ma'at. Tinkerer, scavenger, and as I'm sure you might've guessed, retired Jedi. I'll ask again, what brings you to this planet? Obviously you aren't here to kill me."
 
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Connor glared angrily at the man through his mask. "Our business is our own, like she said. Now walk away and go about what ever business you were attending to before we got here. You stay out of our way and we'll stay out of yours." Connor moved over to Why'nn and placed a hand on her shoulder, and held out his own hand, helping to strengthen the barrier, but this time, with his Dark Side power. Now the barrier would stand up at least a couple of Force blasts or what ever the old fool tried.
 
Ini smiled down at the trio, watching them with his blank-white eyes. He deactivated his lightsaber, removed it from the end of his cane, and once again leaned on the cane, though not nearly as heavily as he had leaned on it before.


"See, it's funny you mention that. I mean, what's an old Jedi to do when he sees a Sith ship bearing down over his home? Well, that's what I woke up to this morning, and here I am, wondering what it is that brought you to this place. So you see, I cannot go on with my business until I know what yours is. It's a bit of a predicament, isn't it?"
 
HK-50-01 noticed the barrier go up against his plunge of the knife. The Jedi was still alive , and this angered him. He howled in rage and fury. I NEED TO KILL HIM NEED TO NEED TO FOR WHY'NN NOW IMMDEIATELY KILL MURDER! He shook with anger and threw down his blade , before he heard what Why'nn had to say. She yelled at him to stop with icy Forcefulness in her voice. He hadn't heard such a voice against him since... Manara had tortured him. I FAILED I FAILED MUST DIE DIE DIE LET WHY'NN KILL ME TORTURE ME YES FAILURES DESERVE THIS YES YEEEES! he threw down all but his explosive charges after the thought this , and awaited his punishment. He attatched one of the charges and hoped she would activate it before throwing the rest away. He noticed Why'nn was shaken and hurting as well , and had a thought he had expressed earlier for lesser reasons.


Why'nn should do what Mistress did that night. I deserve it... This entailed Stripping his plating , cutting cooling fluidic tubes. Making him work while whipping more tubes open. Then lighting him on fire and leting the flames burn his entire body and cause him to start sparking and overheating. Mistress did - Why'nn should Then cut off a limb and dunk him in water - and turn on the switch while there , letting the Lightning have greater power. Leave him like this for a string of agonized.. Hours? He honestly never knew how long that was. Remove him and start lathering him in animal meat. Throw him in the rancor pit and enjoy watching him try to hobble on one leg. Set him with an explosive charge beforehand and let him blow his way out from the rancor's stomach. Then turn on the switch again and start stabbing a Lightsaber further and further into his skull , threatening to reach the chip that was keeping him alive. Why'nn should do all these things and more , because he deserved it. He had failed his only friend , and death was too good for him.


However at the thought of the torture he endured that night he feel to the ground with an agonized whimper , and didn't hear the rest of her words. He began having something similar to a human Seizure , and a cooling tube burst and sprayed a black jet over the white snow. He was spouting agonized screams and inane babbling in his own Default language , not aware of what anyone was saying during his remeniscence or in his seizuric state. Wheeling around and grinding against the ice flipped his switch , and this added more agony to his seizuric nightmare. His eyes were pure black , the color that they had been only on that fateful night. He only expressed one phrase in any form of understandable language - "WHY'NN! I FAILED YOU I AM WORTHLESS INFLICT TORTURE DO WHAT MISTRESS DID DO IT NOW BECOME YOUR MOTHER FAILURE IS BETRAYAL AND MY BETRAYALS ARE TOO FOUL TO SIMPLY BEGET DEATH! EMBRACE YOUR DESTINY AS THE DARK LORD OF THE SITH!"
 
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The bolster from Connor and the mention of Light Side made Why'nn flinch. 'Am I betraying Mother?' But the barrier was stronger. That was good, right? She hoped so. Why'nn shivered, but held the shield, determined to protect HK-50-01. "You sought us out! We owe you no information!" She was starting to feel sick. If he didn't back off soon, if she couldn't stop channeling the Light Side, she would be physically ill. The pallor was showing on her skin but until she knew HK-50-01 wasn't going to attack, or worse, get hurt, she would not drop the shield. She disengaged her lightsaber as he did, clipping it to her belt once more, though her hand remained close enough to grab it again if needed.


As soon as he started shaking, she dropped the shield and sprinted to him and flipped his switch off. "No, no, no, no, no, please don't do this." She threw herself on top of him to try to stop him from seizing and wrapped him in a hug, humming one of her father's lullaby and stroking him. She was sick, very sick, but she held it in, holding onto him. "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here, I'm here, no one's going to hurt you, I won't let anyone hurt you. Shh, shh." This was a state she had not seen, above and beyond his previous freak outs. "No one is going to hurt you, I promise," she whispered, holding on tightly. "Stop trying to flip that switch. Stop it, no one's going to hurt you. You did not fail me, you did not betray me. You have never failed me. Please, stay here with me..." Her words were rapid, spoken in the Rakatani they shared. Her back was now to the Jedi, his existence no longer important in her mind. "It's okay, okay, I'm here. No one will hurt you. I love you, I'll never hurt you like that. I'm sorry I scared you, I'm sorry..."
 
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Ini sat atop his snow drift as he watched the Droid have a panic attack and fall into a fit of self-deprecation. This was surprising, as he'd never seen an assassin droid behave in such a manner. What was more confusing was the behavior of the female Sith, who embraced the droid and began to comfort it. These were definitely not the average Sith.


"Allow me to offer a different explanation of the events as they will play out. Either you tell me your purpose here, or I will follow you until I learn your purpose for myself."
 
Connor felt the barrier fall, which made him run to join Why'nn. As he was running he tapped a couple buttons on his belt and sent a signal to the ship to release the speeders, then lock down the ship. As two speeders came up to them, Connor looked to Why'nn. "Get him on a speeder and let's go. That stupid, very dodgy, old man can't follow us if he can't keep up." Connor helped to put HK-50-01 on one of the speeders and waited until Why'nn climbed onto the one with the droid before speeding off. "Once we get where we're going, we'll sort him out."
 
Why'nn nodded and climbed onto the speeder with HK-50-01. It was all she could do not to vomit on the snow or collapse into a fit of tears herself. "It's okay, HK-50-01," she whispered, rubbing his back. "Let's go." She pulled out goggles, slipped them on, and gunned it. Shooting through the snow and ice, leaving the old man behind, she kept low over HK-50, ducked down for better speed and less snow stinging her face. Of course, she would be slower as the droid was draped over the speeder instead of in his place, seated and bent as well, but she was going to get there and she was going to make sure he was okay. Her head felt strange. She was faint, skin too pale as wave after wave of nausea poured over her. As they rode, she hummed a lullaby to HK-50-01, though it was unlikely he would hear it over the whine of the engine and the rush of the wind.
 
Ini sighed as he watched the three speed off on their bikes. Of course they were going to play hard to get. However, Ini had a vehicle of his own. After all, only a madman would walk the tundra on foot.


After using the force to increase his speed as he ran two klicks north, Ini found his personal speeder. It wasn't a pretty speeder, mostly cobbled together from useful parts scavenged from the wreaks found around Hoth. He hopped on it and sped after them, heading for the only cave in that direction for over 50 klicks.
 
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HK-50-01 stopped feeling the switch and felt her land on top of him , and in his seizure dream it was a large weight coming down to crush him. Why'nn has grown tired of the switch.. This is new. I deserve it no less. I a deserve all the pain in twenty galaxies... This did have the effect of stopping his seizure - because he was flattened in the accompanying visions of what should happen to him. He went deadly still afterwards , though he still shook violently. The weight stayed on.. On to the point where the seizure ended with him being crushed to death. He felt the release of death , Until his eyes turned to a purple and the seizuric state let him become aware again.. And noticed it wasn't a weight at all.


Why'nn was on him and trying to calm him. She was gently stroking his back and humming to him - and he wasn't sure why she was. HK-50-01 , unlike Why'nn , wasn't calmed by music. Perhaps she was merely getting her anger at his other betrayals ready by doing it. He hoped that was what it was - he sorely deserved it. But she was merely reassuring him - and this had the effect of angering him. YOU SHOULD HE TORTURING ME I FAILED YOU FAILED TO KILL FAILED PRIMARY FUNCTIONS I BELONG AS A SCRAP PILE BELONG AS A PILE OF LAVA! ALL I'VE EVER BEEN IS A FAILURE COULDNT SAVE LORD MALAK COULDNT SAVE BROTHER CHILDREN CANT SAVE YOU! I FAIL MISTRESS EVERY DAY NO WONDER SHE BEATS ME I DESERVE IT ALWAYS SHOULDVE BEEN TORTURED!


But eventually Why'nn did get through. She always would. She wouldn't hurt him. He accepted that , and after that he finally stopped believing she should kill him. He hadn't failed her - more himself than her. She was... He wasn't sure if she was nominal of condition. HK-50 hadn't been trying to flip the switch on purpose - that was forbidden. But will all the writhing the Seizure had brought him , it had most likely looked that way. I will stay with you until the end of the Galaxy , if I have to fight a hundred thousand Jedi. As she calmed him and reassured him with apologies - for things he assumed more than she did - He finally stopped shaking , and as she trailed off he noticed she was in a shaken state as well , and was putting him first.


Before he could do anything about this , he was loaded onto a speeder. He found he couldn't move still , his joints fried. He wanted to reassure her , but The speeder was loud and cacophonous. Finding an idea among his desolate thoughts , he raised his voice -in the Rakatani Language - loud enough to be heard above the speeder's whine. "Reassurances : Why'nn... I'm okay now. You didn't scare me as much as The idea of failure did. That seizure was me.. Reliving the night Mistress had tortured me. You saved me from it , saved me from forever reliving that night.. Why'nn. I'll never leave you , not if I have to fight a planet's population of Jedi. There's no reason to be sorry , I assumed more than you frightened me. What's wrong.. I can't help you if I don't know what's bothering you. Was it ending conflict? That was a selfless act. You did it because you knew I was very close to being finished off. You saved Connor too- you , you are the only being that would do that. The only being who would reassure me and end a seizure like that one. You are special. You.. Oh. I understand. You think by not giving in to conflict you failed Mist- Your Mother? You no more failed her than I failed you - which isn't at all. You saved yourself - your mother would be much happier that you were alive than she would be disappointed you didn't let it go until we all died. I can't lose you.. I said so. Thank you for healing me , for being there for me as I shall be for you. Here.. I think this may help."





HK-50-01 began singing. It was not his voice , either - but Delrick's. HK-50 didn't have a singing voice , not many droids did. He bobbed with the speeder and for a moment was worried he'd fly off , but Why'nn cared too much for him to let that happen , and had tied him on. The song -that he had created just that moment - went like this :


in a castle of tombs a tortured and ancient droid was given a baby girl.


The girl was raised by the droid and grew into a woman.


The woman treated the droid with as much compassion as he did her.


But the droid felt he betrayed her. This saddened the woman and she reassured him and cared for him in turn as no one ever had.


The droid couldn't believe his happiness! No one had treated the droid with favor.


But the woman was upset. The droid was seizing and she felt it was her fault.


She reassured him again , and he once again was the happiest being in the Galaxy.


And now it fell to the droid to reassure her , to comfort her as she always had him.
 
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Why'nn stopped the speeder abruptly and fell off of it, to the ground. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks. She was sobbing as he sang. Hearing her father's voice was always hard, especially at this time of year. He had asserted she hadn't betrayed Mother by choosing a pacifistic option, by channeling the Light Side, but that was a lie and she knew it. She'd promised she'd never betray her mother and here she was: a traitor like her father whose voice HK-50-01 was emulating. The tears were warm, but froze on her skin and she wiped at them, breaking the ice before it could burn her skin. 'I messed up... I should've fought, should've fought until I fell... They were ready to, why wasn't I? I'm a failure, a disgrace, a traitor...' At times when she felt this way, as when she watched her father's holo-recordings, she often cut herself. Drawing out the knife she always carried with her, despite its primitive uses, she prepared to open her wrist. This was hidden from HK-50-01 by the way she was curled and she didn't even know whether Connor or the Jedi had noticed they stopped. 'I'm a traitor like my father...'
 
Ini slowed his speeder as he saw Why'nn's speeder stopped in the middle of the tundra. She was laying on the ground, sobbing about something. As he came to a stop, he saw a flash of steel and had an inkling of what she intended to do. He reached out his hand, and the knife flew out of the girl's hand and into his own. His lightsaber flared to life as he used the weapon to reduce the knife's blade to a pile of melted slag. Then he sheathed his blade and stood from his speeder.


"Light Side, Dark Side, no matter what side of the force one stands on, I do not think either condones the practice of self-harm."


Ini took a few slow steps closer to Why'nn, then crouched in the snow.


"Tell me child, why do you hurt yourself?"
 
Connor immediately halted and turned back to go to Why'nn. He knew the Jedi would be there so he took out a thermal detonator that he'd hid under his cloak and held it up to the Jedi, standing between he and Why'nn. "If you don't back the hell off right now, I will blow all four us sky high. Every Sith on the Dark Council knows we're here and when they find out we're dead, the will send the full force of the Empire down you right here on this pathetic piece of trash planet! Not even a powerful Jedi can outrun an instant thermal detonator explosion! So you back off now and go about your business or we all die!" Connor held the detonator in a death grip. There was no way the Force was extracting this from his hand. He knew that. And even if he tried, Connor would run the old man through. This time, he wouldn't miss.
 
HK-50-01 felt the speeder stop at a rapid pace and felt himself be thrown forwards as well , as he wasn't lashed to it. He fell with a groan and watched her fall as well , with a hollow wound opening in his chest. He could never see her hurt , it always brought him extreme sadness. He watched her curl into a ball helplessly , not able to move. Trying to speak he heard his vocabulator creak and realized raising his voice over the speeder's whine had damaged them , with the minimal cooling fluid he still had left - much of it was spread out over the white landscape of Hoth , black jets along the pristine snow. As she cried her tears froze , and he felt even more helpless. This time he was betraying her , by not getting up and saving her.


And then more of everything bad happened. The Hypocrtie Jedi walked over and said.. NO! It has to be a trick Why'nn isn't hurting herself she isn't broken too young.. But the proof was there - a melted knife was at the being's feet , after flying from Why'nn's hand. And then Connor stopped as well , and started saying things that.. NO! Don't start a battle none of us working optimally! Connor was holding a thermal detonator , and was threatening to blow them all to death. But HK-50-01 would survive - with the guilt of knowing he didn't do anything to stop the death of the only person he cared about. And this gave him the willpower he needed. Diverting the cooling fluids that were left away from his burst neck line , and weakly , slowly stood. She was curled into a ball like a combat droid , doing.. He had no idea , to herself. He walked , stumbling with frozen and failing joints , to her. NO NO NO SHE'S GOING TO BE KILLED I'M GOING TO LOSE SOMEONE ELSE FIX SOMETHING DO SOMETHING CANT LET WHY'NN DIE NEVER NEVER!


Realizing he wouldn't reach her , he used the time he had to divert cooling fluid to his vocabulator. Most of that came out onto the snow , once more. But enough made it for him to say what he needed before he passed into unconsciousness. "CONNOR! Don't you get it... Killing her won't do anything but hurt everyone here. And besides.. It wouldn't kill all of us. I would survive this as I do everything. And.. How could you even threaten that! Why'nn... All she's done.. Doesn't deserve to be hurt or killed. PLEASE! DON'T KILL HER PLEASE PLEASE SHE DOESNT DESERVE THAT NEVER SHE SHE CARES Please... Please just.. Take.. us.. Back.. To..... The........ Ssssssssssshhhiii." his voice faded at the last , and he fell into a state of self-repair. He wouldn't know what happened until he awoke.. Whenever that was.
 
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Ini stared at the young man across the tundra, watching him carefully. The boy was reckless, that was certain. He also sincerely doubted that the Sith would send two apprentices and a droid on a mission that had their full attention. Of course, that was logic, which angry people are notorious for ignoring. Instead, Ini began walking back to his Speeder. He sat astride it, and turned back to the boy.


"Let me tell you why the Light Side is more powerful than the Dark boy. Not because of any sort of good and evil nonsense like the Jedi Council would have you believe. Not because love leads to fear, leads to anger, leads to blah blah blah. The reason the Light Side prevails, is because the Dark Side is about anger. Anger leads to recklessness, recklessness leads to stupid decisions, and stupid decisions get everyone you care about killed. The Light Side wins, because we know when it is best to fight, and when it is best to pull back. You would do well to remember this."


With those final words, Ini revved his speeder bike and sped away to the top of a snow drift, where trio could just barely see him, and he could just barely see them. There, Ini sat down, pulled a pair of binoculars from his pack, and waited.
 
Why'nn screamed in pain and anger as the knife was ripped from her. The pain was immense. She was a roiling torrent of emotion and she wanted to die. Her body hugged itself more tightly as she heard HK-50-01 began to speak, defend her, plead for her. 'But I betrayed Mother. I'm just like my father...' The girl would've stained the snow with her blood if she had something sharp. Unfortunately, her other knives were back on the ship. 'I hurt Connor. I made him lose his arm. I betrayed Mother. I deserve death. Just let me die. Everyone will be better that way. Connor can become a powerful Sith Lord... he can win HK-50-01 from Mother. Connor would treat him well...' During the conflict between Connor and the Jedi, she called the melted knife back to her. It would be harder, but there were still sharp edges. She heard words, a speeder, she exposed the skin of her wrist and prepared to cut.
 
Connor glared as the man drove off on his speeder, then put the explosive back on his belt and rushed over to Why'nn. He quickly seized the knife from her and tossed it away once again. Pulling her in close, he sat with her for a moment, the snow beginning to freeze against him slightly. He pushed her hair to the side, then removed his mask and placed it on his belt. After a moment, he pulled her up to her feet, sat her on a speeder, then quickly went to HK and put him on the same speeder. Positioning himself between the two was a little complicated, but the had to get back to the ship. Making sure HK was secure on the back, he wrapped his right arm around Why'nn, knowing it would hold her securely against him. As he sped off to the ship, he unlocked it, lowered the ramp, and drove right up into the thing. He didn't care that there was barely room for the speed where he would be leaving it. It wasn't his concern. Once again, he put the ship in lock down and carried Why'nn to the private cabin, laying her on the bed.


As Connor sat there and watched her for a moment, he felt his eyes grow wet as she lay there sobbing. He was feeling...sadness. The urge to pull her up into a hug was overwhelming and he wasn't able to resist, so he did. He held her there, close to him, trying to comfort her. Trying to comfort the girl who tormented him constantly for the last six years of his life. In that moment, he didn't care. It was in that moment he realized that despite all she had done to him, he'd grown to love her. He whispered so quietly that it was almost as if he weren't even talking, but she would still hear him. "I'm here for you, Why'nn...I'm here...I'm not going anywhere." Though he had been through a lot in the past, he'd never really managed to cry because he was hurting, but this was different. He was finally shedding his first tears.
 
Why'nn held onto him, burying her face against his chest. "I don't deserve this," she whispered in response. "I hurt you..." The girl ran her fingers along the attachment between his flesh and the cybernetic arm. "I caused... this..." Drawing in a deep, shaky breath, she managed to stop sobbing. "I've treated you like my own, personal punching bag since my father died. You should be relishing this, exposing how weak I am. It's obvious with this I'm weak... Rather than battle until we died or at least fell, I channeled the Light Side like The Traitor and ended it peacefully." The last word was spat out. "You, more than me, deserve to learn from my mother. You should've been her son. The Dark Side is strong with you, while I waver in between." The truth of these words stung, but she refused to shy away. "I'm just like my traitor of a father... You should kill me... reveal my betrayal to my mother. Please, if nothing else, win HK-50-01 from her... he's a good droid, underused and too often hurt in my... in Darth Manara's service." 'I don't deserve to call her Mother. I am a disgrace.'
 
Connor listened to her words and, on some level, knew she was right. He should hate her. He should kill her for being...No. She wasn't being weak and he didn't see her as a traitor. He wanted to pull away and look at her, but he didn't want her to see the tears he was crying. "I don't care that you hurt me. What's past is past. All that matters is today. Right now, here in this moment. You aren't weak at all. I wanted to kill that old man simply because he made me angry and wouldn't leave us alone. You saw the fight wasn't going to go our way no matter how much we tried. Sometimes the peaceful way is the only way." He squeezed her a little closer to him, more securely so she would know he wasn't going to let her go. "We will take HK-50-01 from her together, but when the time is right." Now is when he pulled away and looked down into her eyes, now not caring that she would see his tears. He placed a gentle hand on her cheek. "Now that things are changing...I don't think I could go on living in this galaxy without you. It would be so much less interesting. You have made my life interesting since the day you came into it all those years ago...I don't want you gone..."
 
Being squeezed felt safe, it felt right. When he pulled her back, she could see the tears in his eyes. "I've never seen you cry..." Lifting her hand, she brushes his tears away, though hers were still flowing. She nuzzled into his hand. Was this the connection her mother and father had before the betrayal? She managed a smile through the tears. "Even though I fed you to a Rancor, you still care for me. You want to know the truth?" Why'nn slowly, but with authority, pushed him so he was laying flat on his back and she was straddling him. "I hurt you then because I liked you." Her tears were still flowing, but she removed her cape and slowly moved so her chest pressed against his. "I thought this sort of passion always led to betrayal..." The girl lowered herself so her lips were almost touching his. "Now I want to find out for myself..." But she didn't kiss him, just waited there, curious what he would do. Her chest rose and fell a bit erratically, her breath still shaky. If the Dark Side led to this she would not leave it.
 
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Chuka jumped slightly when the scanner beeped on a bounty match. His eye wide as he read the scrolling the data feed. 'The old guy, is one of the Jedi masters?' Chuka shook his head as he watched. "60 billion...." He'd only heard rumours of bounties being a tenth that, and he'd shrugged them off. He checked the authentication on the transmission. It seemed to check out. He heard Jace call over the com and almost didn't answer right away. "Sending my coordinates. You're not gonna believe what just fell into our laps." Along with coordinates he sent the bounty data. Once the force users were seemingly done, talking? He stood and watched them head off on speeders, but before he could approach the scene of the fight, one very over-loaded speeder flew back into the ship, the warrior marked the direction of the bounty. "We're gonna need some fast transport to catch him. He's got a speeder." He stopped the recording and saved a copy before sending it to the ship for safe keeping.
 
Connor lay there for a moment, just looking at her. He knew that any normal person would have hated her for what she did, and it wasn't that he didn't try. He simply couldn't. "I'm willing to find out with you..." Once again, Connor wrapped his arms around her, pulled her in closer, and began to kiss her with a passion he'd never felt before. As he kissed her, feelings came welling up in him he didn't know he could experience. Though there were times he seemed happy, there was always sarcasm, annoyance, or even anger behind it. However, now was different. This was a genuine happiness, one that he would not be so quick to let go of for anything in the galaxy.
 
She would've grinned had he not been kissing her. Had this been another time, another place, she might've shocked him or hurt him, but this was different. This time the feelings were not sadism nor anger, nor even the dark pain she had become accustomed to. No, some sort of... warmth. Similar to times she spent with her father, similar to the times her mother expressed pride, or when she was allowed to sleep with HK-50-01. But it was somewhat different, yet. As the kiss went on, the feeling grew, a kind of passion that was markedly different. Her hands channeled Force lightning, but only very lightly, enough to cause a pleasurable buzz.
 
The jolt of electricity was unexpected, but not unwelcome and was actually a pleasurable kind of pain. His breathing got a bit heavier as he felt the shock course through him, and he put a bit more passion into the kiss. This moment felt right, and he didn't want it to end. There was a fleeting feeling of wondering if this was a genuine thing going on between them, but he quickly pushed the thought back. He didn't care, he just wanted the moment to keep going. Connor suddenly had the urge to return the favor, and channeled his own light shock of electricity through his hand, pressing it against her. It would be the same feeling she had just given to him with her little jolt.
 
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