𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧

ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ᴄᴀʟʟs ᴛᴏ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss. — #𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥. —

➢ Descriptive / Literate
➢ Not New To The Character
➢ 18 + Themes
➢ Shipping Requires Chemistry
➢ #SWRP

— 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞.

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[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

@MalinchaSith She was summoned??

[Darth Maladi (RP-Parody-Account) @MalinchaSith]

// ♥️ this if you're interested in becoming a main

🔁 for a small starter

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

@AngstyMirialan | — literally this.

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

That last part was silently noted and Talon would be sure to, as is the Sith way, make her intentions known with actions — not simple words.

“Good. Follow.”

A gauntleted hand was offered to lead the Devaronian to the Twi’lek’s quarters.

[Darth Maladi (RP-Parody-Account) @MalinchaSith]

Maladi thinks about it for a moment, before nodding.

"Yes, I will."

A bit too long, yes.

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

Talon merely nodded back, then frowned.

“Will you be accompanying me?”

Perhaps it had been too long, no?

[Darth Maladi (RP-Parody-Account) @MalinchaSith]

Hm, so contamination is required.

She'll note that and only answers with a simple nod.

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

her season was coming upon her again.

“Duly noted. I’ll see to it after a session in the refresher.”

Thirdly, she may very well be sick.

She had been gone a while after all.

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

Talon looked at her through a face of red dust that coated her entire form.

There was a tale there, as there was in the aspects of her biology Maladi was intimately familiar with.

First: She’d been to Korriban again and wandered the ancient sands.

Two: —

[Darth Maladi (RP-Parody-Account) @MalinchaSith]

"Hm."

She offers the tissue back to Talon.

"Next time try sneezing into a tube. I can work far better with such clean samples.
But regardless of this...how are you?"

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

“Forgive me. I didn’t see you. It was not my intention to decorate your face.”

Talon said, lekku curling, teeth grinding together for a moment.

“Crypt dust.”

She said aloud again.

Sith didn’t get sick.

[Darth Maladi (RP-Parody-Account) @MalinchaSith]

Cleaning her face with the tissue.

"I prefer my samples being in tubes and not on my face, Lady Talon."

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

. . .

Hands her some tissues.

“Consider it a sample.”

Talon said in way of apology.

[Darth Maladi (RP-Parody-Account) @MalinchaSith]

Blinks.

Now she has Twi'lek snot in her face.

"...ew."

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

“Cool, I get it, this is the real you. It’s a pleasure, nice to meet you; druk like this brings the Order down! Everyone’s a Jedi till there’s an attractive Dark Side user around!” — Unknown Jedi Master.

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

Accursed Crypt Dust.

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

Achoo!

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

Achoo!

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

#𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 ✎

MFW desperately trying to summon muse.

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

leave, the data disc tucked away into a pouch on her belt and traded for a holo that fit comfortably into her gloved palm, blue light playing across her beautiful, cowled features as she spoke.

“It is done; I’ll be returning shortly.”

She told the projected figure…

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

He died much like how all the others had.

A look that told of denied pleasure and shock at the sudden violence that had seen his insides spew out from him like the disturbed, red serpents of a nest.

Talon found the man utterly pathetic as he lay in a expanding pool of his —

[𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧 @TheLethanHand]

knelt and plucked the data disc from his pudgy fingers.

He didn’t even care to try to stop her, indeed Talon noted that the man was giving that distinctive wet gurgle that would be the last sound he ever made as she stood back to her full height, stepping over the body to—

[𝙳𝚛. 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝙲 𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚗 @ScarletMedicus]

“Perhaps I might prepare you a soporific, Doctor?”

The steady staccato rhythm of the doctor’s drumming fingers against her desk stopped at the 2-1B droid’s offer.

“No; thank you, Bolts.”

Miranda replied, voice barely above a murmur as she finally blinked, bringing —

[𝑫𝘈𝘕𝘊𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 𝘏𝘈𝘡𝘌.ᐟ @ofloveshivers]

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