Lovers Meeting Again - IN STAR WARS?!
Hi guys and gals;
This is from the RPG group I am currently trying to get on its' feet. It is a STAR WARS RPG group that takes place some 45 years in the future of ROJ. In this particular piece of writing, I write about a husband and wife reunited for the first time in twenty years. (Other scenes follow) Enjoy! Int. Phareen Home – Uridia IV Starring into her beautiful eyes, Bremus felt as if the galaxy could collapse around him, that there was nothing sweeter than seeing the eyes of Sadrah again. A light wind tugged at the think draperies hanging around the windows, allowing the sweet scents of the garden outside to seep in. Rays of sunlight gave the appearance of a warm, tender aura glowing from her pale tan dress and olive colored skin. Small rays of light danced onto his face as her wavy her bounced and sprang about in the gentle breeze. They were together again. It had only been their first month together in over twenty years. Even though they were always husband and wife, it felt to Bremus like he was dating her again – getting to know this woman who he was destined to fall in love with. He wondered how he was able to live twenty long years without Sadrah. She was a ball of energy, like a radiant child of joy – a bringer of never ending happiness. Slowly her soft, silky hand slid from her lap and onto his own hand. He closed his eyes at the touch, swallowing sensations. A soft breeze gusted at him, allowing him to breath deeply. A smile etched onto his war-hardened face, like that of an angelic statue birthing out of stone. Opening his eyes, his lips locked with that of hers, locking them into a tight embrace. Adrenaline raged inside of him as if a massive storm exploded within him; a feeling Bremus last felt over two decades ago. Since then, no doubt, there have been exciting moments in those twenty long years, like discovering his son Nareth, but nothing as powerful as this. Sadrah Phareen: "It has been far too long," Sadrah muttered coolly. Her voice was warm with a deep but rich tone. "How was your day?" Bremus groaned wearily. Bremus Phareen: "Need I talk about it?" His eyes slowly shifted to meet her gaze. An expectant look slid onto her face as she leaned back slightly. Bremus Phareen: "You still have your touch," Bremus growled with a smile. She smiled in return. Bremus Phareen: "Mostly fleet reassignments and military meetings with ambassadors of the Imperiums' allies and protectorates. There was news that Nepralen encountered a new alien race." Sadrahs' thin eyebrow arched quickly with curiosity. Already the passion was leaving the room. Inside, Bremus growled. Sadrah Phareen: "Gren Nepralen?" Her curiosity and memory were one of the things that always seemed to amaze Bremus. She never would forget and was always curious to know more. Bremus Phareen: "Yes, the officer from the Star Destroyer Ravnos during the Empire days." Sadrah laughed. Sadrah Phareen: "I never thought you two would still be serving together. He seemed more Imperial." Bremus Phareen: "So I thought. He . ." On his desk, Bremus' comm. beeped anxiously - it was the office. Something was going on. Quickly, Bremus rose from the sitting area and dashed to the desk. He rose out of instinct, not out of duty. His boots tapped heavily on the tile floor. He snatched the comm., opening the channel. Bremus Phareen: "This is Phareen," he said in a strict tone. Already he was beginning to get a bad feeling. In the distance, Sadrah rose slowly, allowing her curiosity to take hold. Voice: "Bremus, this is Triseti. I am calling to let you know that Chang is still out of action, his condition is critical. However, I have graver news, my friend," said a voice from the comm. Bremus stiffened, squeezing the small device firmly between his fingers. Sadrah placed her hand worriedly on her stomach. Tension began to absorb the happiness of the house. Voice: "Emperor Zanith wants you to take over as assistant Lord until Chang is ready to take action, which may be a matter of days to maybe weeks. His condition is still fluctuating. Also, the Emperor has declared that all ships are to be readied for war." Trisetis' voice paused, allowing the news to sink in. Even the Tertiary Admirals' tone was grim. "The Sith are preparing more trouble for us. I am sorry my friend." Images and emotions waved and crashed inside of him, pushing Bremus into disengage the comm., cutting off Triseti. A lone tear streaked down Sadrahs' face as she stood silently behind him. Quickly, like the soldier he was, Bremus turned to face her. Sadrah Phareen: "I will ready our bags. I am going with you." Bremus began to open his mouth. A pair of fingers glided over his lips, keeping him from speaking. Sadrah Phareen: "I lost you once to a war. I am not going to lose you again." Quietly Bremus nodded in agreement. Sadrah hurried off out of the room. Her dress glided gracefully behind her as she left. Taking a few steps forward, Bremus took in the view of the Universal Building in the distance, which stood greatly behind several other buildings like the one he lived in. As if they had received word of the war, the sounds of the birds quickly faded as the last of the two suns of Uridia slipped behind the Concardia Mountains. Darkness was going to take grip soon . . . Int. Crymson Iyces' Quarters – Uridia Two Research Center. Crimsons' comm. beeped wildly. She had left it in the room again. Quickly, a cleaning droid hurried to the source of the sounds, picking up the device and opening the channel. Droid: "This is CGD-51 at your service," the droid said in courteous manner. Voice: "This Shoshtek Arbitean, where is Captain Iyce," demanded the voice of the Samoarian Overlord on the comm. CGD-51: "She is currently unavailable, shall I take a message?" A growl rumbled out in response. Shocked at the behavior, the droid pulled the device slightly away from its' face, analyzing it for errors with its' photoreceptors. Curiously, the droid shook the device around for a moment, no doubt checking for any loose parts. Samoarian Overlord Shoshtek Arbitean: "Inform the Captain that she is to report to the Wraith at once. There has been a change in plans. That is all." A beep followed the accented words of the Samoarian as he cut the channel. A synthesized gasp came from the droid. CGD-51: "How rude! I cannot believe humanoid behavior sometimes, so rude and inconsiderate. Certainly not as friendly as a droid." Without regarding the meaning of the message, the droid quickly dropped the comm. back into its' place on the table and scuttled off towards the opposite edge of the room, resuming the needed cleaning. I know it is too lovy for Star Wars, but hey, but the funny droid makes up for it. LOL! |
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