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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬.
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「#RP/#Parody」
「 Penned by: #𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍, lvl. 25」

[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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❝𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰
𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧.❞
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⠀ᅠ⠀ᅠ𝐋𝐢𝐭. | 𝐃𝐞𝐬.
⠀ᅠ⠀ᅠ𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞.
⠀ᅠ⠀ᅠ𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝.
⠀ᅠ⠀ᅠ𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭.

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#SWRP ★ #MVRP

[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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Ah, safety was always an unpredictable and unreliable concept with entities as chaotic as humans.

Though for today, she won't jam a knife into his back.

Lingering in her "enemy's" arms. A fun paradox to explore. And a pleasant one. As much as she hates admitting it.

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[Captain James T. Kirk—(RP). @ECaptain1701]

—Safety for Jim…
Was about being Unpredictable..
Whilst she retuned that favor..

Humbled…
He wasn’t sure if it was possible?

To relax into this stasis with her..
For just one more second..
Let down his indeterminable guard…
For this shared warmth—

[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

@AngryMaulLady "I'm not. I'm still in a fairly early stage. Most likely because I refrain from using lightning or other darker aspects excessively. Usage accelerates deterioration, I think. — Primal? In what way?"

[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         "An evil Inquisitor needs forehead kisses, too, y'know."

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         "Distant, but existing. — Want to try it?"

Her leather-clad palm reached out, offering.

"It feels nice."

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         He's earned himself the right to be bold.

She's just snuggling deeper into the warmth he radiates, fingers interlocking behind his back, hinting comfort.

Could absolutely fall asleep here and now; feeling safe.

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[Captain James T. Kirk—(RP). @ECaptain1701]

—His free right hand, settled closer towards her upper back, yet just as dangerously close to sliding lower…

Light grip was had to bring her in against him…The unruly tides of the ocean, forever need to be reigned in…

& set free…

What does he want?
To enjoy this quiet—

[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         Curved her frame into a bow, delightfully receiving the other's gift.

Lingered, relishing the moment before straightening her figure.

"Bless."

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         It certainly served her amusement, evident by her curling brims.

They were much the same in that regard. Jedi were denied affection. Now that her shackles aren't as tight, she's exploring new concepts, such as affection and its effect.

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         "I think you know the mechanics, Master. Everyone does."

Shrugged, helmet tilting. Hesitant, yet inquisitive.

"You sound unsure. Why?"

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         "No, it hasn't. It worked too well. — I'm suicidally bold."

A certain level of smugness surfaced.

"Lose yourself too far into the Darkness, and you spin out of control. Loose doses of affection are a method of regulation."

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

@AngryMaulLady ᅠ

       "I am unaware of what state I'm currently in. I usually wear the helmet at almost all times. What I know is that the Darkness distorts; it's as though you're dead, yet still roaming around in the cold. — Consider yourself lucky; it's a gift."

Squeezing her softly.

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         Her frame swayed, visage burying itself in the crook of his neck, deflating below a heavy sigh reverberating against the fabric guarding his shoulder.

Appendages tightened around him, bestowing a squeeze.

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[Captain James T. Kirk—(RP). @ECaptain1701]

—The sides of her face…
Remained the center of his being.

Momentarily setting her from their embrace, to revel within the very heat of the untold fires in her eyes.

Some might even call treacherous at his torso…

Kirk reveled in each of her moves—

[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         "I am taking it very seriously, Master! — And I think forehead kisses instill confidence! Which is urgently needed to remain stalwart in battle."

It's difficult to keep a straight face, but she's managing.

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

@AngryMaulLady ᅠ

         Chuckled, bowing her cranium.

"I would disagree, as the Dark Side takes a toll on my physical appearance. I haven't looked into a mirror for quite a time. — Though I'm pleased you like what you see," she hummed.

"I quite like what I see, too," teased.

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         It's most likely one of the rare instances she's being tender. Under normal circumstances, her temper is very explosive towards the troops.

Dainty palms cup the other's cheeks, frame leaning in for velvet brims to connect, marking his forehead with a kiss.

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         She's relishing the human contact. — Warm, welcoming, soothing.

Her palms wandered along the length of his appendages, loosely encasing his upper torso.

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[Captain James T. Kirk—(RP). @ECaptain1701]

—A Rebel.
A Criminal.

Each of his hands are warmed, only due to her skin naturally holding such heat at her facial cheeks.

Yet his smile is willful—

[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         "But what if a forehead kiss would enhance my ability of being an Inquisitor?"

Thick accent paired with her vocal distortion bestowed the situation with a surreal edge of comedy.

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

@AngryMaulLady ᅠ

         "I think a hug won't kill anyone. — They won't know."

Appendages drifted asunder to welcome her presence in her embrace, one palm briefly straying to remove the helmet and toss it aside.

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         Leaned in, bowing her cranium to receive the gift of affection. — The transaction elicited a tender smile.

"Thank you. — Do you want one, too?"

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         Inched over, an inquisitive digit standing erect.

"Just to be clear, Master. — That means I don't get a forehead kiss, right?"

Playing with fire, as usual.

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         Ironic, how she couldn't stand him one bit once.

Though now, his presence elicited a different nuance. — The brush to paint a smile upon her lips.

Tender fingers curled around his wrists, forehead lingering against velvet brims.

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[Captain James T. Kirk—(RP). @ECaptain1701]

—In time…

Kirk settles a gentle, respectful kiss upon her forehead…

The tops of each of her closed eyelids is tempting, however..

Including, the protective tenacity to cup either sides of her face..

& only let go when she’s ready—

[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         6. James Tiberius Kirk.

(Star Trek; there's few versions I like (can't stand womanizer), but a particular writer made me adore the portrayal of him, so he gets a spot on the list.)

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[▐▐ 「𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑」 @NatusClade]

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         5. Loki.
(Marvel; sometimes I like him, sometimes I don't.)

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