John Lowe

*dying whale noises*

*Smirks*

*Eyebrow waggles*

“Oh, he may be an idiot who doesn’t understand who he is, but Force is he cute.” she responded, laughing softly and she watched him move towards her with a smirk on her face. “Are you going to kriff me? Or perhaps take me out hunting? Both of those possibilities would be quite pleasurable in my opinion.”

A faint chuckle escaped his lips, “Cute? No I wouldn’t exactly say cute, but...if that is what you say.” Not that it mattered too much, he didn’t really care, but he did moved to place a light kiss on her lips, “Maybe both, but for now? I think staying right where I am is the best.” 

Revan hummed softly and sat back a bit. “Well, you might like this side better, but I think I would like him better if he come over here and put his hands on me.”

Revan continued her purring, her eyes glittering as she pressed back. “Let’s make it a game, then, shall we? Who can outlast the other before me make it back to your room.”

“Mmm, I think you have the advantage on me, Revan. Yet, I think we can work around that.” He mused out as he moved to quite literally lift her off her feet, “This might be far more enjoyable for the both of us --- you in my grasp like this. Just think of the idea’s I am getting.”

“You wouldn’t, believe me. Arcann only killed him because he was a coward and put his lightsaber through his back, while he was distracted. And perhaps I could have, but there was no point—-I wouldn’t have gained what I wanted otherwise.” Revan replied, continuing to absently play with his hair.

“Oh, I can believe many things, Revan. He might have been distracted, but through the back is too impersonal. We are civilized to an extent --- pain, torture, and making sure to break them so they will beg for death is better than simply ending them quickly.” 

She grinned at his words, clearly pleased with herself. “I must admit, I don’t much care which side of you is here—-as I said before they are simply different parts of you, and I love them both.”

“They might be different sides, but I tend to enjoy who I am right now.” He chuckled for a moment, “You might love them both, but I can assure you that only one is the real me, and  he is right here.”

Maz gave John a hard look. “Ask Tari about them. She knows them both better than I ever will, I’m sure. Besides, who she was as a General says a lot about her as a person, I think.”

“I could, but I am asking you, and being a General means nothing, Maz. I was a detective and yet, now? Well, it seems that I am far more than that, understand?”

Alekis purred happily at the feeling of having his hand move through her hair, pressing up into the feeling. “If he’s drunk, do you think he’ll be amusing to watch?”

She purred happily at his touch, leaning to it with ease. “Well, you did say you were going to carry me.”

“Yes, I did say that, Revan.” He mused out as his lips went to meet her own, “You can be surprised what I can do with my hands... on the move.”

She hummed happily at the kiss, her fingers moving to curl into his hair. “You wouldn’t have stood a chance against Valkorion. And there was no really need to take the deal, but I thought it was too good to turn down. Besides, if he was killed by my hand, I doubt the people of the Empire would have accepted me as Empress.”

“Who says that?” He muttered out as he leaned into her hand, “I would be able to stand against him, but then again? Who knows.” It was then he paused for a moment, “You could have killed him. It would have been easier, but you did what you needed to, Revan.”

“Neither side of you is bad, simply different.” Revan chided in response. “If others think otherwise, kriff ‘em.”

“Well, I enjoy having you to myself. You might see my other half, but honestly? I like how I am right now. Not gone, not hidden in my mind, but right here. With you.”