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"The training lessons were.. painful.. and although I learned some things, it was.. well uh.. thinking about it, I'm not actually sure why I'd want to return." Naturally, she wanted to help the empire and was grateful.. and didn't want to leave her siblings or get them in trouble, but...
Raja was.. exeptionally emberassed by Tris' choice of bracelet, not even pointing out that these little pheromone-dosages would keep Tris happy, confident.. and ever so slightly dominantly horny.
She also eeped ever so slightly at the Twi'leks forceful imagination, whenever Tris managed to channel the force unto her body, that was.. it genuinly helped distract her from her worries, her inner conflict.
Tris was a valuable asset to the empire. But Raja didn't want to see the Zeltron pained through the same training she had recieved. Sure she had survived it just fine, but just the thought of Tris in pain...
Raja eeped a bit at the promise of punishment, and gave Tris the most innocent look.. "I ah. c.. can't read Rodesian.. err.. Anyway.. I tried to contact our pilot-types but.. one is in prison on a.. special mission.. and the other I couldn't reach.. not sure if I should be concerned about that...
I tried reaching out with the force too, but I got this awkward feeling of him not wanting to be disturbed and whatever else I felt was .. aah..." She shifted and blushed.
"Your place hmnn? I.. uh.. ok.. can I see it?" She asked, with a hopeful smile. "I need to.. think about things, and perhaps that will help me clear my head better than a little drink or other err.. stuff.." She nodded.