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A noise of protest escaped her as he shot out and took the fruit before she could properly eat it. "Rude." She simply said as she quickly put another piece in her mouth. She let out another noise of annoyance as he stated that no one has entered or left, it sent something of a red flag off in her mind. His action of taking her foot and kneading it caught her off guard but in that moment she couldn't have cared because Force that felt amazing.

She tried to keep her composure as she focused on actually looking at him. "What is it? You're thinking about something."

Her head fell back in bliss as he tended to her foot in a better manner. Something of a moan escaped as her eyes closed and she just enjoyed it. "Mhm, whatever you say. You've got no idea how amazing that feels. Please don't stop." Perhaps she could have selected her words better but by the wiggle of her pink painted toes it was clear it was appreciated.

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A few days later

Being apart of The First Order had it's perks. Being a politician had perks of it's own but being a Force Sensitive being was what brought about the best of perks.

The duo had left the Destroyer on a discreet ship with a mission towards Hosnian Prime to investigate the rumors of a group meeting-one who called themselves The Resistance. Merely scattered members of the long quiet Rebellion. However, as much as Solaras would want nothing more than to enter in upon this groups meetings and slaughter them all she was stuck with observation only. Observation day in and day out with Joran Jase and his overly sarcastic mouth. With a simple wave of her wrist Solaras secured them a basic room that was readily available and able to be put on the 'Do Not Disturb' long term list.

They'd been in the small room for days now, sharing a bathroom and rotating who slept on the bed. Solaras had taken to a more relaxed stance between the two, having left her very definitive helmet upon their hidden star ship and opting for a head scarf to cover her face whenever she went out for supplies and simply a black tank top and flowy black pants when inside. She preferred to move around bare foot while inside and especially when she was training. Joran...well he was another case. Her hair was up as usual, never having it down unless to sleep or shower and even then it was usually pulled up from her skin in some way or another be it with utensils or writing implements. She used whatever would work when a tie couldn't be found.

She leaned into him from behind as she tried to catch a glance out the window towards the entrance in which their tip had told them The Resistance had been using. "Anything exciting?" She questioned him while sitting back in one of the chairs, her knees under her cross crossed. She had a bowl of died fruit chips in her hand as she eyeballed outside the window with less than evident curiosity. "I fucking hate stakeouts." She groaned as she popped another but of some dry red fruit into her mouth. "I'd so much rather just go kill them all and be done with it." Solaras was more so speaking to herself.

She eyed the man for a moment before extending a foot and poking at his sides with her toes. "Hows your shoulder feeling Smuggler?" She needed something to fill the silence or she was going to go up the damn wall.

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Solaras bit back a smile as smirk as best she could while Joran spoke to her. "Having a plan isn't always a bad thing you know."

Her hazel eyes glanced at the hand on her shoulder before before raising a brow and looking back at him. She actually paused a moment before she shoulders relaxed and she openly looked him over. She glanced up at him through her lashes with a koi smirk. "I can be loud when the time calls for it but at least I don't whip it out any time I get excited." With nothing more than a simple wink and a widening smile she took her leave. "I need to debrief my knights before we depart. Take your time gathering your things, I'll be waiting in my room when you're ready~" She glanced over her shoulder as she replaced the helmet upon her head, a close lipped smile clearly there before it disappeared behind matte black.

Off she went to do her regular work with a lingering smirk upon her features- oh this was going to be more than interesting indeed.

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Sol did relax just a bit as he returned her banter. She did, however, roll her eyes at his comments about the Force being something he naturally had control over. Her own mind thinking of her powers and how they manifested before she knew what was going on. He did have a point.

She watched him as he stood, her chin upwards as she watched his face. "You know you cant grow an immunity to medicines if you take too much of them." She took a small step forward, looking up at him still. A lopsided smile on her lips as she said, "You're just going to have to get used to my through and through. You're stuck with me for quite some time." She remained where she stood as she actually studied his face for a moment. "You can take as much medicine as you like, doesn't change the fact you're still going to have to listen to me from time to time."

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Solaras placed her form squarely next to his bed with a smirk clear as day across her face as he pleaded with her to let him out. "I'm not the one who got you shot Joran. I don't see why you're so mad with me. I don't mind being your number one though." She teased, aiming to attempt to ease up the tensions that were so clearly filling the room.

"You'll be leaving here soon however I must discuss some things with you since this is one of the few secured rooms on board." Her eyes lingered on his shoulder before speaking again, "I've spoke with Snoke and due to your Foxtrot status you've been given a promotion. Congratulations." The latter of her words was less than enthusiastic but she continued on. "Your Foxtrot status means you're a Force Sensitive. You have a high midiclorian count for someone your age. When you said something about being able to see energies earlier that is one of the abilities some Force Users have. As I've read you should be able to see other Force Sensitive beings so long as you train. I am going to assume your shooting is some how intertwined with your ability to use the Force as well. As much as I know you'd love to say it was all natural talent we must be serious for once."

The helmet under her right arm adjusted as she leaned back against the wall still speaking calmly and cooly. "Snoke has asked me to accompany you on other missions as well as keeping an eye on things while you take on the position of lead recruiter." She emphasized the last word to get the point across. "Any questions?"

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Meanwhile...

Heavy footfall of leather boots coming into contact with smooth matte marble echo'd as chamber doors slide closed behind the black clad form as it strode towards the massive throne at the center of the circular room.

An image came to life before the person. "Remove your mask Knight." The deep craggy voice commanded. The black gloved hands of the person reached up and with a snap and hiss the helmet was pulled away from their head. It revealed a fresh faced Solaras- devoid of makeup and hair pulled back tightly in a bun. She bowed her head to the man before he began to speak.

"What of the event?"

She rose her head with the barest of emotions upon her features. "The event concluded even better than expected. The Destroyer tactic worked better than thought although there was an issue with the escape route." Snoke tilted his massive head as he waited for her to continue. "General Richter of The Destroyer Apollos was entrusted with security detail of myself and of Joran Jase. Although escape from the perusing Republic soldiers it could have easily been avoided. As such, I used the power you taught me and realized his true intentions were to have me killed so that he may take my positions as a political representative. I issues swift punishment for treason and am reporting it to you now."

She waited another moment as Snoke seemed to savor her words before adjusting back into his throne. "What kind of punishment."

The answer was swift and without a second thought, "I dislocated both of his shoulders, gave him a minor concussion and demoralized him in front of his command crew for attempting to kill me."

Snoke's chuckle echo'd off of the walls before watching her again.

"What of the smuggler?"

Her boots barely made a sound as she adjusted her position. "Joran Jase is, in fact, a Force Sensitive. He would be hear before you but he is currently inside of the Medical Bay after receiving a point blank blaster wound in the shoulder. He seems to have been able to use the Force for quite some time now- it seems while he is using his own weapons. He also made mention of being able to see the energies I was giving off after leaving the General in the command bay. He is wreckless and takes no time to plan but he is the perfect candidate to take another step towards the goal."

The massive hologram groaned as he leaned back in thought.

"Your mission has changed Knight. Your mission is to continue to observe Joran Jase and train his powers. Train him to use his Force abilities and train him to use a saber if you see it fit." Her gloved hands clenched under her grip as she nodded.

"Understood Supreme Leader Snoke."

With a simple click the hologram disappeared and Solaras was on her way back towards the exit- trying to decide upon her next step.

She moved towards the Medical Bay with her long black cloak easily flowing out behind her and her helmet replaced back upon her head. Storm Troopers parted for her as her strong strides took her closer and closer to the bay before she was eventually inside of it.

She easily made her way to the lead medical specialist who simply said, "High midiclorian count. His shoulder has been stitched up and bactapads placed upon it. It's going to take him a few days to heal so he shouldn't be pushing it." Solaras simply nodded before moving towards the isolated room he had been placed in.

She entered without so much as a knock, closing the door behind her as she observed him for another moment. She was sharply contrasting with the sterile white walls around them. After an inevitable snarky comment her hands rose to remove the helmet from her form once again. "Calm yourself Joran. These medical specialists are the best in their field. I do hope they haven't poked you too many times?" Her natural looking face observed him as she moved a bit closer. "Am I still on your shit list?"

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With all things said and done Solaras allowed the held breath to escape her as they entered into the chilled hallway alone- the sound of foot fall and rushed words disappearing behind them as the doors slide shut. She kept her back to him as she took another cleansing breath before turning. That anger was boxed away as she watched him grip the handrail of the hallway. Without thinking she was up close and personal with him, one hand resting on his neck and the other pushing his good shoulder so he was upright. She watched him with careful eyes until she spoke, "We can talk about my energy when you're healed. Come on."

She moved without bothering to give him warning. She turned her back to him with one arm finding it's way around one leg and the other around his arm as he rested against her back. Solaras stood with Joran across her back in a fireman's carry. "You know you could have fallen for me some other way right?" She teased as she stalked her way, abet a little slower than her standard pace but a steady pace none the less.

They entered into the MedBay where her authoritative voice took over, "I have a severe close range blaster wound to the shoulder and several other minor wounds. He's lost quite a bit of blood and has a bit of a mouth on him." Several medical officers took him off of her back and placed him onto a gurney-tending to him as quickly as they could handle.

She grabbed the arm of one of the lead medical specialists with a serious look, "Keep me updated on his condition. He's a Foxtrot case. Keep him contained as best you can." The specialist looked at her with understanding before she turned and left the medical bay, many stepping out of her way as she moved to change into something more suited for her next move.

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"Yes but the sheer joy of watching someone's face fall when you comment on their failing exports and dwindling importing infront of dozens of representatives who thought their ties with that planet would be beneficial to them...well it's entertaining to say the least." She smirked as she thought back to the first time she'd done it. "I find moving through the shadows it the best way to crush a singular person while looking at the big picture crushes an entire planet."

She eyed the bag he pulled out before watching him carefully before placing her hands on the controls, bringing the ship to life. Her hands easily pulled on a headset system as she flicked various switches- the pur of the engine calming her a bit. With ease she brought the ship airborne and re entered into the stream of traffic of Coruscant, her eyes on the look out for Republic dogs. She snorted at him as she slowly rose to the higher beams of traffic. "Should we just destroy the damn thing?" She even gave a singular laugh as he mentioned boring her. "You must remember I am a politician, I've heard things far more boring than anything you'd be able to tell me, Smuggler." However, she didn't push it further.

"Alright I'm pushing through the atmosphere, get ready to go." She pulled up on the controls with one hand while another fiddled with frequencies until something came through.

"You cannot be within range of this Destroyer. State who you are or we will use deadly force."
"Destroyer Apollos this is Solaras Apontha. I've commandeered a star ship after being unable to get to my own ship. Lower your shields."
"Yes ma'me. Right away. Hangar 1 is open for your entry."

Sol pushed a bit further on the controls as the massive ship engulfed the ships windows. A hard look came across her features as she eased the ship into the hangar, shutting the system off. Taking off the head piece and moving out of the chair she stood, righting her hair and shading the cloak. She threw it back over the co pilots seat before making her way down the now open ramp.

The pair was greeted by a handful of Storm Troopers and a lieutenant who led the way towards debriefing. She didn't let the cold of the metal floors bother her and kept her head high and shoulders back as she entered into the control bay.

There stood a younger looking man, older than both Joran but young enough to still be considered a handsome fellow. Sleek black hair and darker eyes. He turned on his heel at the entrance of the duo. "Ah, Miss Apontha! I've heard that the gala was a success!" He was quite chipper for someone who was in charge of security.

Solaras rolled her shoulders back almost in a feline manner. Poised and ready to strike although he brilliant smile on her lips was enough to disguise that action. "Oh, yes! It was successful in the best manner! Supreme Leader is going to be extremely impressed. Though," her finger and thumb rested on her chin as though she were thinking for a moment. "What happened with my security detail after the event itself?"

There was a long moment of tension fill silence as his face seemed to falter. Her hands fell into a folded position behind her back, her legs in a soldier like stance as she looked up at the taller man. "Well?"

"It-it should have been there. Four cruisers waiting for you on the platform three stories below. Was there none?" Solaras' jaw clenched as she pushed her own mind into his. She needed to only search for a moment before she withdrew her mind. "I'm sure you know this but there were no troopers and there was no escort." She sucked her teeth for a moment as she watched him with a deep frown. She turned and began to slowly pace before him as though she were in thought.

'This stupid little girl! She's going to ruin everything! Stupid slut should have just stayed in the whore house where she belonged, she is a no one! How could Snoke have given her power over me! I knew I should have killed her myself!"

"General." Her words broke the silence as she moved in a flash. Before most could act the General of the Destroyer Apollos was on his knees with both of his arms yanked painfully behind him. Solaras' hands gripping just above his elbows with a foot pressed into his back between his shoulder blades. "You think too loudly."

With a vicious coolness she straightened her leg and pulled back on his arms- loud pops easily being heard as he fell forward writhing in pain as his arms remained dislocated. She watched him for a deathly cold look before circling him like a predator. Her foot slammed down on the side of his face when he struggled to sit up. It bounced like a ball under her barefoot. "If you place me or any of my comrades lives in danger again I will destroy everything you hold dear and slaughter your entire lineage. Is that understood?" He nodded under her foot, struggling to breath. That cold air didn't leave her even as she pushed harder. "I can't hear you." She near whispered while never letting her gaze up from him.

"Understood! It's understood!" He squawked out before she removed her foot from his face. "Good. Now get up and order this ship back to base before the Rebels or the Republic get here."

She stood tall again with hellfire in her eyes before turning to Joran. "Told you." With that she began towards the door, motioning for him to follow her.

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A flawless eyebrow rose as he spoke about politicians and about past missions. She leaned back in the seat, adjusting the cloak a bit before grinning. "Well I guess a politician who just started a war, got into a high speed chase and high jacked another star ship would shake things up for some people." She mused as a hand ran through her curled locks. Having it down made her feel quite odd but she left that thought for another time.

Solaras rolled her eyes as he snarked at her. "Well I didn't think answering with studying other planetary systems' economic and government systems would be a good answer." She flipped a bit of hair over her shoulder batting her lashes at him, "Well it's just a good primer and sealer didn't you know?" The innocent voice returned as she faked the airheaded character again. She smiled and faced forward before she paused. She stared for a moment, her lips falling into a line once more. She slowly turned her head towards him.

"You just hot wired your own ship didn't you."