53 Confidential (1/2)
Vaylin stood up, offered her hand to the man who sat there below her. Looking up at her as if she had been an angel cascading down from the heavens, and landing into Valad's palm. His hand took hold of hers, their hands calloused from training with their sabers. Yet still very soft to the touch, like the patting of a kitten's paw.
Flexing and taking a step back, Vaylin pulled her wayward lover off the ground and into her arms. A smile coating her lips, her hands moving onto his wrists for a few moments until she turned away. Still holding onto one of his hands and leading him out of the Gymnasium.
Ahsoka Tano who had been training with what looked like a weighted three-foot long staff, paused and watched the two leaving. She tilted her head curiously, ”Master Katsure is leaving.” She made a verbal observation which grasped the attention of the others within her Clan.
Looking over towards Vaylin and Valad whom were leaving the room, hand in hand, the older ones chuckled. They had a general idea of what was going on, or at least made some lewd assumptions.
Tano and the younger ones were left in the dark. No matter how much they whined at the other ones to let them in on the 'secret' they were laughing at, they wouldn't dare speak it aloud.
”Mah..” Tano groaned as she looked to the ceiling as she was continuously denied. She was only four years old, but she was more curious of the things around herself. She wanted to know things that normal persons at her age were known to simply dismiss.
It was cute, and a bit scary to see how perceptive she had become.
Valad and Vaylin walked silently through the corridor, heading for the residential section of the Dreadnought.
Valad's eyes were focused on their hands, how they were grasping at each other's wrists as she was essentially dragging him through the hall. A smile formed over his lips, though it looked meek and introverted. It was his true colors, he was never socially outgoing. He was overly critical of others and himself.
Their footsteps were in sync, he could feel her pulse through their hold. It was quickened, heavy. She was excited, curious and concerned. She wanted to know about him, but she also had a bit of fear to learn his past.
He knew all about her, yet she barely knew anything about him.
What made him act the way he was? Why did he always wear that sad undertone in his eyes? The way he looked at her before they had made love, it was as if he was looking at someone else. Did she remind him of someone else?
Vaylin grit her teeth together, her thoughts bashing their way through her brain. It felt as if all her thoughts were about to riot. She sucked in her lower lip, calming down as they came closer and closer to his room.
The large sliding pocket door to his bedroom opened with a otherworldly woosh sound. The two of them stumbled inside and the door closed silently behind them. Magnetically locking to avoid anyone else from entering. The keypad beside the door turning red, as if in a do not disturb mode.
This was the doing of Valad, as he was capable of using the force to manipulate the electronics around him. This ship, all of it could be manipulated by him, simply by controlling the flow of energy in components.
Vaylin looked over at him with a coy smile across her face as she lead him over to the bed, letting go as she sat down on the edge. Unlike the bed which had been in the conference room of the Coreship, it seemed this one was with all white sheets and gold trim.
It was a circular water mattress, it had a vintage dark wood frame surrounding it. It looked more of a modern design than one that would be seen in Star Wars for the most part. The room's walls were much like the rest of the ship, an off-black with a blue undertone and elongated ovular lighting emplacements. The floor however had a dark grey-blue carpet.
Valad sat there silently beside Vaylin, who had taken his hand against and rested it in her lap. His expression had become blank, thinking of how he was going to 'reintroduce' himself to her. Was he going to tell her about his previous life? How he came from a world without the knowledge of the force? Without Midichlorians?
His eyes darted about with his thoughts, eventually making it seem like he was now staring at the wall matching off-black ceiling. He could feel his nerves bouncing about, he was regressing to how he was before he tried putting on that extrovert shell.
He was alone, there was no need to show off to the masses, no reason to impress a Queen. Even with a Princess sitting right beside him, he felt wrecked. He closed his eyes and slowly let out a sigh, bringing a smile back across his face.
”My name isn't Valad Katsure,” He stated as his eyes gazed over towards the girl situated beside him on the edge of the bed. ”My name is Vlad Markus, I come from a world known as 'Terra,' within a universe devoid of the force.”
Vaylin remained smiling, watching him as he spoke. Her eyes widened a little in surprise, but they only seemed to shine as he introduced himself to her. A universe without the force? She could only imagine how close her family could've been if the universe was devoid of it.