"If you're not scared of me... then you haven't been paying attention."
| Nia
| Knight Of Ren, Sith Sorcerer
| Witch of the First Order
|| TW and Dark themes ahead
|| Penned by #lala
|| #SWRP
@atouchofforce Her bow was in her hand, an arrow held loosely against the string. The tip had been dipped in a hallucenagenic, rather than a paralytic.
Her boots weren't as silent as her bare feet would have been, but she was enjoying being in her gear, enjoying hunting.
@atouchofforce She had dropped him off and then flown another few kilometres before she landed the shuttle. She had spent the first two hours exploring the woods, studying the plantlife and creatures. She was moving in the direction she had left him, but was making sure she knew the terrain. +
Of course he knows. If anyone around here can gauge his mood under the indifference, it's her.
He follows closely like a shadow, lurking behind her wordlessly and looking around the shuttle while she does her scan.
He cant see her smirking as she looks him over, but he knows she is.
She walks onto Kylo's personal shuttle like she owns it, doing a quick scan for a suitable planet.
Meanwhile, Varrys arms himself only with his blade before setting off to the hangar to meet her.
He's excited. It doesn't show outwardly, except in the way his eyes dart around, catching every little movement around him. By the time he gets to Nia, he's practically shaking.
She smirks, and slinks off to her room.
She changes out of her usual silk dress into her gear, helmet and all. Saver, knife....
And a bow and quiver of arrows.
She meets him in the hanger like she said she would, ignoring any looks she is getting in her rarely seen gear.
"There will be a planet close by, I am sure. We can take Kylo's shuttle."
She leans up and kisses his cheek.
"I will meet you in the hanger with my gear."
"Off base then."
He's quiet as he pulls his boots on.
"I'll see what's close by."
If they had more time, he'd take her home. She'd love the bone trees, and nobody would bat an eye at what they were doing.
His free hand moves to idly scratch at the stubble on his chin.
"I suppose whichever you feel more strongly about." He also doesn't sound opposed to either.
Nia is more than a worthy opponent, and should she catch him and decide to kill him, so be it.