starboob
lover / leaver
♕ PRINCESS VERITY (EXILED) ♕
While hungry eyes seem to devour every inch of the exiled's exposed skin, she manages to ignore those leery gazes and even embrace them when it suits her. With any luck, she won't have to entertain these scoundrels for much longer as she knows, with certainty that has gotten foolish women killed, that Iskra will come for her. Despite everything that has happened between them and all that remains unsaid, the captain made her a promise and she does not see her walking back on that so suddenly. That is not who Verity knows Iskra to be and with that in mind, it reminds her to do what she can to keep herself preserved. Which means not acting in a manner that may bring herself harm––like a hasty assassination attempt. No, her prior failures remind her that in order for that to be effective, she needs to think of an escape route first and to identify that, she will need more information on this hold and the women who are under Demetria's command.
So, rather than entertain either of the options her betrothed has just offered, she smiles at Demetria and suggests, "Oh, we will have all the Time in the galaxy to explore each other's bodies, and yours as well, Lyria," she giggles, "But you know what would make our first night together the most memorable?" Here, Verity leans in close to the blue haired woman, pushing her chest against the other's own and stroking her hands down her sides, gripping the hem of her shirt as if there is real want to her faux desire. "I should think a true celebration is in order––I am a princess after all and feasts are something I miss quite dearly. I can understand if you cannot afford to accommodate such tastes, but if it were to happen... well, have you ever had a princess on her knees, Demetria?" she asks, whispering the question into the other's ear and nibbling on her lobe.
"S-shit––I didn't think you'd be so fun. Thought you'd be the prim and proper type," the punk smirks, pulling Verity in closer to her, "But I'm just not sure that I can fuckin' wait with you being like this."
In spite of what Demetria has just said, Verity does not back down with her tactics. Instead, she doubles down and trails kisses up the punk's neck and whispers just some of what she will do to the punk later should she entertain her fiancée's request; with how fast she feels Demetria's heart beating against her own chest? Oh, she imagines that her words are appealing enough and once she finishes, the punk actually appears flushed. Though she shakes that look from her face quickly, perhaps to not ruin whatever reputation she has with these women.
"Alright, alright," she starts before turning towards the crowd of women that surround them, "Since I'm feeling fuckin' celebratory after winning such a lovely fucking trophy, let's welcome my betrothed to her new home, ladies!" Still holding onto the exiled, she leans down to whispers in her ear, "I have something I want you to wear..."
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While it comes as no surprise to Halen that the pirate has accepted her offer, perhaps the princess had hoped that Iskra would prove herself a proud fool if only to avoid knowing just who Verity has selected to entertain that whimsical heart of hers. But, a woman of her honor, she is not going to rescind her invitation out of her own discomfort working with outsiders, much less a pirate. Besides, this is for the exiled's benefit and not her own. With the hope that she and this captain Iskra can remember that their goals are the same, perhaps something fruitful can sprout from their efforts. (And the part of Halen that worries for her friend's choice in suitors? Maybe it will settle knowing more about this pirate. Is she like the rest of Verity's ill-chosen lovers? Or is there something about her that sets her apart? So far, Halen has seen no meaningful distinctions between this Iskra and all those other fools before her––you know, Osmunda, Ilana, Seraphina, and so on and so forth. The list is so long, Halen would likely become aged by 10 years if she were to try and list them all out.)
Anyway, with this temporary truce, Halen orders her women to gather the pod in one of their tractor beams and pull it aboard Cynosure. She is pleased, at least, that this pirate seems to be learned in manners and where she doesn't exactly trust her, because only those sentencing themselves to Death would trust a stranger, she does give Iskra the benefit of the doubt. "Anything for the princess, truly," she responds, her tone dry and almost suggesting that she is bored with this interaction already. However, given that this tone is no different from how she has sounded before, it is reasonable to assume this is her natural way of speaking. "Verity's heart, I doubt, can take another Loss. More than that, it seems our goals are the same so despite our differences," she says in a way that could be pointing to one million different things at once, "I would like to increase our chances of rescuing Verity––sages know this is not her dream wedding scenario."
Despite Halen's overall disapproval of Iskra, whether it is because she is not a descendant or because she is a pirate or something else entirely, she does appear mildly impressed with the pirate's plan––mostly likely because she had not thought the pirate would come aboard with one so readily. Not to say she underestimates the other, no that would be unwise especially if this woman is so famous for evading Death, there must something in that mind of hers that allows her to always see an escape. Halen would be remiss to not acknowledge this. "Smugglers?" the princess says, almost disgusted with the prospect of associating herself with beings so lowly––never once has she ever shown up to an establishment without them knowing exactly who she is. She has her pride and there is nothing for her to be so ashamed of that she would disguise herself as something less than what she is. Still, Halen does see the captain's point and where she initially had thought she could work with the Guardians using her status as a princess, with the information that they have been bought out... This may be a good option. Not a great one, mind you, but with Time being of the essence, she sees no reason to aim for perfection for their swiftness will be their greatest ally. "Yes, I do believe we have a spare ship in the hangar bay as well as some weapons we may 'offer' to entice these bastards. Come along," she says, waving the captain through the corridors that mirror Inure's own.
As they walk, Halen wastes no Time in gathering a few more women to join them while ordering the rest to remain on standby while they rescue the princess. She also manages to toss Iskra a cloth mask, "Demetria probably knows our faces by now, so put that on. They're called chameleon skins, because, as the name suggests, they change your appearance." To show just what she means, she pulls her own mask on over her head and the fabric clings to Halen's skin like a second one, then changes her features to that of spunky short-haired brunette. "Just think of someone you'd like to be and the mask will sync with the imagination."
When they enter the hangar area, Halen selects their ship with the best defenses and readies it for deployment. "Captain Iskra, when we arrive at their hold, I plan to give them a rather intimate demonstration of how our kraken detonators work which will hopefully take out a significant number of their forces. With that surprise on our side, I believe that will be our best opening to rescue Verity." While the ship takes off and one of her other women sets up a meeting with Demetria and her gang, she hands Iskra one of the small metallic devices, the aforementioned kraken detonator. "We don't have many of these to spare, but it would be unjust to let you walk into enemy territory with only what you have when your allies have more. Use it wisely, they can only be activated once every 12 hours."
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