A small gasp escaped her as Joran's hands applied less than kind pressure upon her shoulders, it was the sensation crawling up her spine that kept her from pushing him off. The sensation of The Force swelling around them- around him. She placed the device down with as little movement as she could manage as she turned her focus on him. Their devices were recording enough for her to not pay any attention out the window.

She was out of the chair and on her knees in a flash. Her sharp eyes watched his body tensing and straining under itself- it was clear he was using one of his powers but she couldn't quite figure out what it was that was doing this to him. Her hand slipped into his, squeezing as she brought focus to her own mind. She released his hand and gently placed her own hands on the side of his face. She understood immediately what was happening to him.

"Joran listen to me, alright?" She quietly said as she too closed her eyes. "Don't speak just listen... what's happening to you is something of a Force ability. It's a very hard very taxing ability so I need you to breath. Slow breaths through your nose and out of your mouth if you can manage it alright? I don't know how long this will last but I need you to keep focused alright? Just keep your eyes shut and listen. This will pass." Her hands moved from his face down to his hands once more where she held them tight-like an anchor of sorts. "Keep with me right?" She quietly said as she sat down cross legged before him.

"If you can slowly start pushing everything away. Push away the sound of the people on the street. Push away the sun light, push away my hand in yours. Focus on yourself. Feel the Force working with you-not against you. Let the energies flow through you." She tried to help him focus but she'd never come into contact with this Force ability before- it was exceptionally rare from what she'd read in books.

Everything around him started to come into more of a focus, almost as if the way he was hearing things could accurately give him a description of the surroundings in his mind. His hands slowly laced his fingers around hers, squeezing them tighter than he was earlier as he listened to her words. His breathing slowly stopped being as painful as it was, but his vision was completely gone. The world was left in a blank void, as he could no longer hear anything around in him, and he knew that.

What he could hear was everything in the meeting, he could see sound waves in his mind reverberating all around the room, the voices crystal clear. He could no longer feel her hands in his, it was almost as if he was gone from his body, now sitting in the room with the The New Republic members as he lost complete feeling over his physical body.

"The way they acted was atrocious! To stage such a coup in front of everyone was ridiculous! This will bring a galaxy wide war, that they surely will not win!" One man spoke, his tone harsh and unforgiving.

"They have far more support than you could imagine. Their show of power at Coruscant was more than enough to win over some people, you and I both know that." A female spoke from across the room.

"No one would dare support those freaks and bastards. They are the remnants of a dying power. We should exterminate them while they are weak!" Another voice spoke as the man slammed his fist on the table.

"We don't even know how strong of a force they have. We don't even know the numbers they could have managed. How much of the Empire really fell that day? Do you not believe that some of the Empire was off doing other things except for the battle of Endor? It would be crazy to believe that was even a massive percentage of their forces. They had how many other planets to take care of?" A more logical person spoke while just shaking his head at the man across the room.

"We also have to take into account that the First Order has been gaining support behind the scenes in the same way the Emperor did before taking over the senate. We don't exactly know where everyone's politics fall at this point." Another woman spoke as she made a motion towards a droid.

"We do have a few notes on some people that are expected to be higher members in the First Order. Brendol Hux seems to have grown ties to the First Order. Apparently he sired a son at some point before we signed the treaty, but his current location is unknown." The woman continued, as the thought of them knowing about Hux sent Joran out of this current state as he gasped for air once everything rushed back to him.

"Th.... they.... know... Hux..." He choked out as his eyes seemed to ung-loss as he fell forward, his body slumping forward, not able to control himself. His head landed softly on her shoulder as he took deep gasping breaths.

"Shit!" Exclaimed Solaras as he slumped forward. He was a bit heavier than expected so she did fall back a bit. "Don't speak Joran. I just want you to be still and breath okay?" She was very clearly worried by his current state. She moved to adjust herself under him so that she could raise him and put him on the bed. She had him slumped over her when she felt her throat close up as a series of images entered into her mind.

"Close your eyes!" She exclaimed as she used all of her might to pull them away from the window. They'd gotten clear across the room in a few strides before a massive explosion rocked the whole building and shattered their window. "Stay there!" Solaras exclaimed as she, a bit roughtly, lowered his body to the ground with his back to the wall still facing the window. She grasped the single sided saber in one hand and one of Joran's blasters with the other as she nimbly avoided glass and debris.

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" She exclaimed as she witnessed the sight before her. Dozens of Storm Troopers were marching down the street and entering into the smoking building that was across from them. "Why are the Troopers here?!" She hissed as the blaster and saber were set down, her fingers poking and prodding the holoscreen before her trying to get a look at what the Force was going on!

It was just then that their communication device chirped to life-a hologram message from one of the Storm Trooper Captains. "Joran Jace and Kylo Sol, your mission has changed. New information has informed us of the Resistance meeting with high target personnel. Supreme Leader has ordered us to exterminate them. Your orders are to now stay grounded until otherwise told. We will send word for you as soon as possible." The message ended and a series of colorful and creative words came from Solaras' mouth. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" She exclaimed.

In her anger she ignored the sounds going on outside, it's not their mission anymore, and moved back to Joran. She slipped into the bathroom only to return with one dry and one damp towel. "How are you?" She flatly asked as she tried to push down her anger- hand gently wiping away the blood falling from his nose.

The moment the explosion happened, Joran had known something was wrong. Though Solaras had been on top of moving him to the bed, and was refusing to let him move. The holo tape had come to life, all while the world was still spinning to him, and he was just trying to regain his bearings on the far-to-spinny world. Their mission objectives had been changed, which was good enough for him, as for some reason he didn't mind being trapped planet side with Solaras for a few more days.

Though Solaras seemed to be more than livid enough for the both of them, which only caused him to smile a bit as he closed his eyes again. Though Joran could just feel the major players that the Order had been looking for were not at that meeting. Something seemed entirely off by the way people had been talking, but he just couldn't put the pieces to that puzzle together. Maybe that wasn't his hill to die on though, so he dropped it for the moment. He could easily ask later if the mission had been a success or not.

Feeling the damp towel brush at his face, Joran's eyes opened as he looked up into Solaras' eyes and chuckled a small little bit. "You have terrible bed-side manners." He teased, trying to ease her mood slightly. Slowly he reach up and touched her hand, while moving over a bit on the bed, hoping she would take the hint to at least sit down. "I figured you would make a sexy nurse, not a mean one." He continued to tease as he closed his eyes once more.

The frown wanted to stay on her face but disappeared into a sigh as she finally spoke. "I'm a bit angry right now, my apologizes." She quietly responded as she sat down carefully next to him. She rolled her eyes as she dabbed away a bit more of the blood. "I wouldn't want to be a sexy nurse anyways, I don't want you having another nose bleed." She teased back.

With the damp cloth she patted his forehead and neck, "Are your senses coming back? Has this happened to you before?" She was trying not to push too many questions on him but if she was correct she just witnessed Force induced Astral Projection...or at least some beginning form of it. Something rang in the back of her mind as she pushed his hair out of the way, "What did you say about Hux earlier? They know?" She was praying she'd misheard him but something told her they would be going on mission very quickly if she'd heard him correctly.

"You would make a great nurse... You are too kind to some people." Joran whispered as he smiled up at her while softly pulling his head into her lap, his nose having stopped bleeding. His breath had stabilized, but his eyesight hadn't properly come back completely yet. It was almost as if he had tunnel vision along with severe dizziness. He felt his arms instinctively wrap around her leg like she was the perfect pillow. "You are the best pillow I've ever had."

"They don't know where he is, but they know he is backing the First Order after the fall of the Empire. They don't know what strength we have either. One person feels they could eradicate us with a full offensive strike, while a lot more believe that Endor and Jakku were only a fraction of the strength the Empire held. We have that advantage at least..." He struggled out a few coughs as he looked up at her, trying to focus on her face. "I've always been able to do things like this when it comes to long range sniping. It's one of the things I haven't reported, but I don't need a scope if I have long enough to focus on a target. Wind patterns, fire rate, and the like don't matter if I am focusing hard enough."

Solaras actually snorted in response, "I kill people for a living Joran. I don't think that's very kind." She stayed very still as he adjusted himself onto her lap, rolling her eyes at his comment. "It's all muscle dear, all muscle." She flexed her thigh muscles in response only to find herself folding the second damp towel in half before gently laying it across his closed eyes. "That should help." She queitly stated as one hand rested gently on his neck- her thumb rubbing back and forth against his jawline and the other at the top of his head gently massaging his scalp again.

She bit the inside of her cheek as his information filled her mind. Brestol Hux was the man who came up with the idea for the current rebuilding of Storm Troopers- he was the reason they were on so many missions in the first place. She cupped his face as he coughed, "Shhh shshsh." She shushed him quickly. "We can speak more later alright? You need to rest or you're going to need thick glasses and a cane to move again." All of this information was being filed away in her mind for a later time. All she really cared about right now was the fact that Joran was hurt in her lap and the sound of blasters has finally stopped.

It was odd that they were able to keep such quiet intimate moments together with so much going on just outside these walls. "You know this means you're really going to have to let me train you right? I can't let you fall into my arms every time you use your powers. As much as I enjoy having moments like this I don't think it would be very practical in the field. Especially, if I'm in another evening gown."

"I'm not complaining about what you are wearing. Though I do appear to be falling for you a lot lately." Joran teased as his heart thumped a bit at the comment. Harmless flirting was the best he could come up with at the moment as he just ignored his heart for the moment, brushing it off as after affects from the pain he had forced his body through. "If you can make the world stop spinning, then I will let you train me however you want." There was definitely a double entendre to what he had said.

Though he could feel his body harmonizing with the energy she was naturally radiating off of her, almost as if it was trying to sync up with it. It was definitely providing a soothing sensation that gently flow over his body, easing the pain for the moment. "Do you think it's practical at all? If you weren't here... I don't know." That was a thought that had crossed his mind. What if she hadn't been here? Would he be dead? Would he be still against that window blind?

Slowly he forced his body into more of a sitting position as he looked at her. "If you were to help me train... how long would that take? I really think I shouldn't do whatever the hell I was doing for a while if my body rejects the idea... or was that me and Force just not in sync?" He now suddenly had more questions than answers as he looked in her general direction, starting to grow frustrated by the fact his vision wasn't getting any better. "Also, I wish you would stop spinning around like that."

A smile spread across her lips, unknown to even her. "Which world do you want to stop spinning then?" The flirtation was clear in her voice as she continued the movements she was doing before. She took long measured breaths simply watching him in their moment of quiet. He really was wuite the handsome man-scar and all.

Her hands lightly traced the lines of his face in thought before speaking again, "Well...maybe it is like you said before. Things happen for a reason. If I wasn't here you might not have been in this exact room or could have been in the bathroom or hitting on the cute girl behind the counter downstairs. You can't wonder about possibilities like that-it'll drive you insane." She could speak from experience.

She resisted the urge to pull him back down onto her lap when he sat up, "I wil be perfectly honest with you. I don't know." The words hung there for a moment before she continued, "Each person is different. I've seen Sith master abilities in a few short weeks or some it takes months and others years. I do agree that you should not use that power again until I can help you at least master the basics of The Force." She looked down at her own fingertips and remembered how many times she'd seen them blackened and burnt and blistered and er finger prints melted off.

Solaras moved to a standing position before both of her hands pushed down on his shoulders-forcing him towards the bed. "Laydown and stay down Joran. You and I are stuck here for at least another day, I can answer as many questions as possible in that time but right now you need to rest. Please don't make me force you to rest." She sternly said with her hands on her hips and a slight frown. Something inside of her chest hurt at how much paler he was right in this moment. "Please..." She quietly asked as her shoulders slumped and gave him a sad look.

The moment they made eye contact as she placed her hands on his shoulders to push Joran down, the world started to change around Solaras. Joran slowly changed his form, to where he was inside of a room with no lights on, his arms stretched down from the ceiling being held back shackles. His head slumped down as he was covered in his own blood from various wounds on his body.

"You know, if you would just talk we wouldn't have to do this." A man spoke from the shadows of the room. He slowly walked towards that man that was shackled to the ceiling. "What is this? Day six... seven? If you just give me something I can maybe find you a pardon." His hooded face just shook as he felt Joran spit blood onto his chest. "Guess not.. Have it your way then."

The blistering white lights now shined down on Joran, revealing just how pale and thin he had looked. "We captured you four weeks ago... and we treated you right for three weeks, and this is how you are fucking repaying us? They are never coming for you. They don't care about you. You are just disposable to them. You know that, I know that." His hand now gripped what looked like the hilt of a lightsaber.

"You know... Luke wouldn't approve of me taking this path, but he's not around anymore..." The orange blade slowly shimmer to life as he slowly placed the glowing blade against the skin of Joran, causing him to scream in pain. He didn't push the blade any further than just a small amount before pulling it away. "I should have just been doing this from the beginning then I guess." His maniacal laughter filled the room.

"I know how much your little girlfriend loves to shock people... Maybe we should simulate that for you? Oh what was that? Not your girlfriend? Of course not. She would never come for a piece of shit like you would she?" He chuckled as he grasped another little gadget off the table. "This is the closest we have come to creating force lightning without training in the Sith Ways... I wonder if you can handle it..." Lightning cackled through the air as it struck Joran's body causing his body to have burns appearing on his body. "You can thank her for this too. If she hadn't lost control in the room we lead her into, we wouldn't have this little gadget." The world seemed to shift from the vision as the Joran of that world's last words were 'Forgive me, Sol.'

Joran was looking up into Solaras' eyes he whispered the very same words. "Forgive me, Sol... I didn't mean to worry you." He could sense the worry radiating off of her as he reach over and took her hand, with his eyes closed. "I'm not going anywhere... I promise. You can train me... just please don't worry, okay?" Something was different in the way he was speaking towards her, as he could feel that something was wrong.

A choked gasp escaped her lips as reality came crashing back to her. Her eyes had been dialated so large the iris looked almost entirely black; it only lasted a few moments until her breath came back to her. She hadn't had a vision like that in her life. Usually it was only short burst of images or a few seconds of actions. She could never usually hear voices or have such a clear focus. The rushing noise in her ears and her inability to breath stopped as she snapped back. "What? Oh, yes, you're fine Joran. Don't apologize. You did nothing wrong." She saw a flash of him pale and thin.

"Me, psh, no. I'm not worried. You're tough you can handle my regiment." It was clear the smile on her face was forced as she pulled away from him and towards the table where a water pitcher and glasses rested. "Do you want some water? I know I do." She tried to swallow down the nonexistent saliva in her mouth as his scream echo'd in her head. She poured a glass only for the pitcher to shake in her far less than steady hands.

"We can start your training another day alright?" Her back was to him as she put the now full glass to her lips-drinking it down like she was just in a desert. When she put the glass down she kept her back to him while leaning on the table with her head hanging. Her heart was beating a million miles a minute and she knew she needed to get it under control.

"Come on Joran I think a bit of rest is in order yeah?" She turned back to him with her shaking hands behind her back. "How about we order some room service? I think we both deserve to splurge a bit." Solaras was already making her way towards the bed with the room's room service holopad in hand. She skillfully flung her body over his and onto the other side of the bed where she bounced before resting on her back with the holopad held out straight above them. "I think some booze in in order."

Watching the now only slightly spinning form of Solaras walking towards the table, her back completely to him that he started to wonder what had sent her into this state of mind. It was clear as day something was wrong, but now she was acting like it wasn't. They had been so open with each other, yet now something had caused a rift between them. Though she seemed to be bouncing back incredibly fast from whatever had happened as she was downing a glass of water like it was nothing.

The moment she had landed on the bed, he felt the need to curl up against her to make sure she was alright. Closing his eyes, he expertly slid his left arm behind the small of her back, while his head moved into the crook of her neck, but not before he decided to do something he could possibly regret in a matter of moments. Softly he placed his lips against her cheek as he then receded back into her shoulder while she looked over the menu for room service.

"I don't mind what we get. I have a nice pillow to sleep on, and apparently I am getting paid to just stay in a room with someone who I can safely say I feel has my back." That was something he hadn't felt in many a years. Having someone around that he knew would have his back, and someone he wanted to protect. Which was weird considered she was a Knight, and he was the Smuggler Extraordinaire. The craziest duo in the universe by far.

She tried to focus her mind upon the holpad only to feel him snake around her and pull her close. Her mind flatlined as his face not only caused a tickling sensation up her neck but feeling his lips upon her cheek sent the blood to her face. She'd never had someone do that. Sure her mother did but that was many MANY years ago. Why. What.

When she regained some form of mental control it was only taken over by trying very hard not to laugh as his breath tickled a particular spot on her neck. Biting her lip wasn't working and so a few giggles escaped her as she tried to wiggle away from it. It wasn't a bad sensation but it was also one that kept the blush on her cheeks and the actual laughter to come up from inside of her.

She some how managed to lean back enough to get his face away from her neck and her blushing face to look at him. "I've always got your back...just one thing." She giggled again. "Please stop with the tickling." She broke into laughter at the lingering sensation on her neck remaining on her senses.

In one moment, Joran was actually started to hear the noise he thought he was hearing come from Solaras. She was actually giggling, and it was quite possibly the most adorable thing he had ever seen in his life. Something about the way she giggle was just precious, especially when it moved to more of an almost laugh. Though, now he knew her secret, and that was to be used against her now. Slowly he reach up and pushed away the holopad, not caring about room service anymore.

The next moment, he felt his body moving on it's own. His legs suddenly straddling around her while now seemingly making him the hunter, and her the prey. "I would have never guessed in a million years, you would be ticklish." A certain sadistic side seemed to be leaking from Joran as he couldn't help himself. Slowly he moved his head back down to her neck, the hunter moving in for the kill strike on it's prey.

His breath cascade over her neck as now his hands moved down to the sides of her body, checking one of the more commonly known ticklish spots on the anatomy, which was something he prided himself on knowing. Something about the moment, he deemed it okay to tickle something that was his superior in rank, and in ability when it come to the force, but that didn't matter to him at the moment. What mattered to him at this point was helping her escape the realities they were in.

Her eyes went round as he straddled her, her arms clamping down infront of her. "I'm not ticklish! I don't know what you're talking about!" It was a poor cover for her as he moved in on her. She held her breath trying not to laugh but the sensation of his hands nimbly running over her ribs and sides made her break.

She shrieked with laughter, closing her eyes and openly laughing at his touch. She tried to wiggle out from him but oddly enough she was really enjoying it. She liked laughing she would later realize. "J-joran!" She tried between giggle fits. "Come on Jor you gotta-ah!" She couldn't even finish a sentence as he continued his attack on her. Laughter tears were starting to leak out from her eyes as she put her hands on his chest to push him away.

Suddenly, there was a furious knocking at the door. Solaras' hand slapped over her mouth as the muffled giggling subsided. The knocking came again, "Excuse me, is everything alright in there? We could hear screams from in there..." It was clear the person on the other side of the door took Solaras' laughing shrieks as sounds of another kind. "Y-yeah! We're fine! Sorry about that!" She exclaimed trying to cover her laughter while still not moving from the bed. "Alright...sorry to bother you." The person retreated from the door.

She bit back a laugh as she glanced at Joran before letting out peels of laughter.

The look in her eyes when his legs wrapped around her sides was perfect, giving him the best moment in quite possibly his life. Something about her just clicked with him, almost as if they would have been best friends since they were children. They were definitely on the same wavelength when it come to camaraderie. It was nice to just be able to cut loose and have some fun for the moment.

Feeling her hands touch his chest sent his heart thumping harder than he thought possible, then that was coupled with the rapping at the door, which caused him to cease his tickling for the moment. Once she had replied to the door, and the person had left, he allowed the small smile to cross his face. Slowly he leaned down with his arms wrapping around her, now returning to the laying position beside her. This time, he wrapped his arm around her neck, pulling her gently to him.

His own laughter had matched hers as maybe this was the exact thing they both needed. A way to just have fun outside of the jobs they were doing. Everything had been entirely too stressful forever, so maybe they were the perfect partners. They could have lighthearted moments such as this, while in the very next moment they could be breaking necks.

"I feel we should make a formal request to be assigned as partners. I can't imagine wanting to work with anyone else." His legs had managed to snake their way around her, while he slowly pull the blanket up around them. "The Force is all encompassing, yes?" Now he was curious about what she was going to answer his questions about the Force.

Why she allowed him to touch her let along hold her was beyond her but she enjoyed it and thus didnt care. As she laid with her and wrapped his arms around her she let out a throaty whine noise-one of contentment.

She snickered against him, "We are already partners Joran." Her nail grazing the skin on the back of his neck now, "Snoke told me my mission was to train you until I see fit. When youre a full Force Master then we can put in that request." Perhaps a bit formal in speaking but she did want to go on more missions with him.

She relaxed as he asked her of The Force, "The Force manifests itself inside of midiclorian-something that is inside of everything. There are some who are able to control the midiclorian in high amounts. Those are the Force Users. The Jedi, the Sith, The Gray Ones-they are only a few lables for those who can perform such tasks like moving heavy objects or mind tricks. There are some with control over other aspects of The Force like you or me." She pulled him a little tighter to her at the thought of that vision again. She paused another moment as that Orange saber flashed in her mind. "In short, yes. The Force is all around us."

"You have the most adorable giggle." Joran decided to tease her a bit, as he just enjoyed giving her some shit every now and then. "Don't worry... you secret is safe with me." His smile never left his face as he yawned just a little bit that he had been stiffing for a little while. "Though that doesn't mean I won't use it to my advantage."

"Well we need to make it known that I have no intention of not being your partner. You make things so much more fun." He could feel her body getting closer to him, which he gave no objections to. Slowly he pulled her more on top of his body, so that he could really tuck the blanket around them, and hopefully be more comfortable to her, since the bed was only meant for one person. "I feel at ease around you... Like the stress of a mission doesn't exist. I haven't felt this comfortable... ever."

"Do you think the Force influences things? Like connects people to each other?" He was now wondering just how much the Force had to do with the fact that they were in a bed, together, like this. "Because if that's the case, I Feel like I can dig being Force Sensitive. It's brought me someone to trust." His eyes closed as his breath slowly started to stabilize.

Solaras groaned as he made a moment of using it to his advantage. Force, she didnt even know she was ticklish there until this mission!

"Im quite sure people will understand the arrangement in due time. In case you couldnt tell Im severly feared with and without the helmet." Her form adjusted so that one leg was hiked up and her arms slipped around him ever so gently.

Solaras wondered what he meamt by his words. "Honestly, I do not know. As much as I like to plan I dont question fate or the flow of everything in thag sense. We have our own decisions to make and they intermingle with others leading to conclusions and such...." she lifted her head to look at him curiously with a light tint to her cheeks. She lowered her head again, listening to his heart beat slow, hers following in suit.

She snuggled into him as she too felt the grip of sleep upon her. "It brought me happiness..." she quietly mumbled enjoying this moment until she fully slipped into darkness.

The shift into the world of dreams was always so weird to Joran, as he always knew that he was actively dreaming. Well, at least normally that was the case. But in this one moment, he didn't know what to believe. He couldn't remember how he even got to this point, or what had lead to this point. This point being an extravagant wedding that would bring politicians and a ton of others to the wedding. It was apparently to be heralded as the wedding of the century.

The two subjects? Why Solaras Apontha and Joran Jace, two of the highest ranked members of the First Order. Both of which had recently resurfaced with a Vengeance, having personally led a space battle against the New Republic. The war was still brewing, but this also caused a much needed Cease Fire between both sides.

Standing beside him was Solaras, her hair down and she was wearing a beautiful dress. Their hands were softly locked as he looked over at her smiling. "This mission was your idea, and yet I feel like this was an elaborate scheme." The smile was his traditional infectious one that held a certain charm to it, something that completely matched the tuxedo he was wearing. "If you wanted to marry me, you just had ask, you didn't have to make up some mission to lure people in."

Apparently this was the only real way to draw a bulk of the politicians that needed to be slaughtered like the pigs they were into one area. Solaras' marriage to the Smuggler Extraordinaire himself. This had been his first mission since being captured by the Republic, and had taken months to actually setup. "I mean, you got person that could actually marry us and everything. You'd think that we'd just fake it. I think someone just doesn't want to admit it. You just can't stand the thought of me looking anyone else.... Not that I do or have!" He quickly added, knowing not to upset her on the wedding day.