Tishombra smirked at the comment about the impressive carnage she left back there. She looked over her shoulder at the male, Falleen apparently, who had addressed her.
“Had you arrived sooner you still would have been second.” She smiled and winked.
Turning back to Selene, Tishombra watched as the girl spouted something about she would have enjoyed this if it had been some other time. Tishombra’s face went blank as Selene dropped into a crouch a very Makashi move with the lightsaber she was currently holding.
Tishombra knew that sometimes it was a fight could be won before it started just by posturing. Instead of the girl attacking the fallen Jedi rose. He was roped in Sith Sorcery in a deep shade of amethyst. Tishombra had never seen anything like it. As she looked it in the eye she saw the dark power surge and the fallen Jedi shrieked. The inhumanity of the sound curled her lips into a smile just as it burst into flames. Tishombra could feel the heat lick over her and she backed up into the Falleen to get more room. She had forgotten that he was there.
Tishombra was plastered to him now.
Great. She decided to stay there like she meant to back up into him. Flicking on a deep crimson saber then the other she decapitated the fallen Jedi. This did not stop the fire.
“We need to leave now. Find another way around, she’s made it so that we can’t follow her that way.” She could see the console starting to catch and unless the Falleen had a fire extinguisher up his sleeve they couldn’t stay here.
The dark sider’s reaction to his entrance made Zes reach for his own lightsabers. He felt a chill go down his spine as tears filled the beautiful woman’s eyes, the Falleen confused at the scene unfolding. He thought that she would be delighted to be freed from the custody of the Jedi, a liberation to the Sith and into the true beauty of the dark side was enthralling to go through. His hands felt the grip’s of his twin lightsabers, index finger gently placed over them ready to react if he was attacked. As Selene shifted into a makashi stance, Zes took a few steps backwards.
Instead of an attack he watched as the corpse at their feet twitched unnaturally, the sight of it pushing another cold chill through Zes’ veins. A violet hue emitted from the arisen Jedi’s pupils, the scream it exhaled made the Falleen cringe and grip his weapons even harder. He had yanked them from his belt and they were now firmly clenched between his palms. The Dark Side weighed heavy in the room, as if it too had screamed out in shock to them all. It hung in the air, leaving the Force attuned assassin with goosebumps. As Selene dashed from the room, more a blur than a moving person the reanimated Jedi burst in flames.
At that instant the other Sith in the room, the red haired Tishombra was practically plastered on him. A smile on her face from the spout of chaos. Both of them still reeled in wordless shock from the rapid events caused by the mysteriously powerful Selene. Zes’ hands were lightly touching at the other Sith’s hips, if it weren’t for the more pressing mission he would have taken more notice of the situation with the gorgeous Sith. As she ignitied her own lightsaber Zes did the same, cleaving into the flaming reanimation’s stomach.
“Look for a different door, we can always carve our way out. That Selene is disturbingly powerful, I have never seen anything like that,” He said, the surprise evident in his words as he stared at the trail of Force attuned destruction she’d made. “We have to get her. Could you imagine how strong she would be with a Sith teaching?”
Tishombra looked over her shoulder and up slightly. She grinned flashing the start of a dimple. She left his hands where they were.
“Indeed. I have not seen the likes of that for a long while. Well how many retreats can the girl possibly have?” She pointed to the exit behind them as she turned off her sabers.
“Ask and you shall receive. Your pretty face must have scared her. No time like the present. I can get a general direction of where she went. Unless you plan to hold me longer?”She raised an eyebrow at the very male presence as she shifted to put up her sabers.
“The name you’ll be looking for later is Tishombra. If you play your cards right that is.” She couldn’t resist the excitement of the chase was upon her and it lit up her features creating a high that was just starting. She planned on riding that high right to the target, Selene.
“I can hold you plenty more once we’re off this ship, Tishombra.” The Falleen said playfully, speaking the fiery redhead’s name extra flirtatiously. He flicked off one of his lightsabers, then grasped her hand gently. His cool, scaled fingertips gently pressed against her skin as he held her hand and deftly avoided her own ignited lightsaber. Then he planted a single kiss on the top of her palm, a single tease.
“You may call me Zes, I hope to hear you say it many more times later.” He added with a flirty look and a confident smirk. His eyes lingered locked with her own before swiftly following the curves of her frame. Then he gingerly released her hand and flickered back on his second lightsaber once more.
As he walked towards the exit he put his focus back on the task at hand. They had to get off this doomed ship. They could still hear the chaos down the halls as they exited the cells as well as the space battle raging on outside of it. That was not even counting the chaotic mess which Selene had added in her blaze.
Tishombra locked eyes with Zes and blew him a kiss watching his eyes travel over her body. He let go and turned toward the exit. They moved beyond the door and Tishombra noticed that the bodies of the Jedi she had killed already. She slowed and reached out with the Force to locate Selene.
She couldn’t get a good lock on her.
“She’s retreating… damnation!! There is too much interference!! I can sense she is in that-” She pointed to the end of the hallway.
“Way. Yes I know that’s really helpful your irritation is noted and shared. Trust me.”She turned on her sabers the deep crimson glow caressed her surroundings as she looked around suspiciously.
“The Jedi I felled are no longer here. Yet the troopers are. We have two conclusions. Either someone came and collected them and they decided not to stick around... or... they got up and left much like the first did. I’m leaning toward the latter. Pragmatic as well as beautiful.”“We’ll never catch her. Damn it,” Zes exclaimed, a scowl on his face as he cleaved at one of the nearby bodies in an action of pure frustration. It was rare for the normally composed Falleen to publically act in such a manner but the irritation was clearly evident in him. “We have to move, find her or where she has gone off to.”
“Her powers continue to amaze me. Resurrecting the dead is a horrifying but undeniably potent ability. I feel she may have turned them in to some protection or a barrier to make capture that much harder.” He stated, having regained his composure. The momentary frustration dashed away by the once more calm assassin. He closed his eyes, and felt through the Force. Across the ship it screamed out to him, the dark side raged down corpse filled corridors as it still shook from the pure power unleashed by the target.
“Its difficult to get a read of anything. Its as if the Force is clouded, like a raging typhoon.” Zes added as he reopened his eyes and glanced at the beautiful redheaded Sith near him. They had to get moving.
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