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Cinereus left the training room, with Alesani's words echoing in his head. He tried and failed to keep his mind from running away with its implications. He couldn't wait until he started teaching her the fine art of torture. At this rate, he might just end up using her as the example. He forcibly pulled his mind back on track as he made his way to his study and powered on the terminal there. With a database of scrolls and ancient texts in front of him, he tried to research the artifact that Alesani had brought back from the Dark Temple, yet his mind refused to read the texts, instead fixating on Alesani. He eventually gave up with a frustrated snarl. With work seemingly out of the question, he decided to appease his curiosity instead. He pulled up imperial databases and searched for Alesani's name. What he found was interesting.

She was born within the Republic, and her father and brother were both Jedi, yet here she was, at the heart of the Empire, full of anger and hate, training to become sith. He wondered if the father and brother were the one she had wanted to kill. If that was the case, they would have to make a trip into Republic space one day.

After that detour, he was able to concentrate better on his work. Several confusing texts written in an archaic language later, he was able to discover that the artifact was something called "The Ravager" and that it was used to break people's minds to force them to reveal information. Useful artifact.

When he glanced at a nearby clock, he found that it was getting to the time when normal people went to sleep. With a sigh, he powered off the terminal and stood up, stretching slightly. He resisted the urge to go to Alesani's room, stepping out into the hallway to go to his own instead.
 
Getting to her room she stripped down from her clothing for the day and made her way to the shower. Turning it on she let the steam fill the room as hot water flowed from the head. Stepping in she let the droplets stream down her lean body. It was a bit hot for her tastes but didn't bother to turn it down. But though she had intended it to distracted her it did little to do that. Alesani needed to focus her mind on her training. She couldn't afford to get caught up in this, in her master. She couldn't afford to let him be her distraction. Yet he was, it was too late and until she had to kill him he would remain that. No matter how long it was. It was just a matter of making sure the two different matters didn't interfere with each other. The blue eyed apprentice didn't even know if that was possible but worth an effort.

Stepping out once she cleaned up she let her long hair hang loose and laid back on her bed without dressing. Her mind kept wandering back to that night, last night and desired for her master to be at her side again, pleasuring her, making her scream. But she would more than likely remain alone tonight. Consigning herself to this face she pulled a blanket over her to keep warm. There would be no warm, scarred man next to her tonight. Closing her eyes she felt her heart stutter. Alesani hated him for this, hated him for making her life more difficult, for confusing her emotions but she would deal with it. She wanted him and to be a Sith and would have both.

The next morning the black haired apprentice got up, tied her hair back loosely and pulled on her normal form fitting clothing before making her way out into the kitchen. Not having eaten anything for awhile she was starving. Cooking one of the only breakfast foods she knew how to make. Wondering what event would be going on today, she had no idea he had researched her. No idea he now knew about where she had come from and that though she was supposed to be like her Jedi father and Brother she wasn't anything like them.
 
Cinereus laid in his bed wishing for the slender form of his apprentice to be next to him and hating himself for it. He didn't realize this physical attraction would come with so many strings attached. He eventually fell into his usual light, tense sleep. When he woke up, he was greeted by a flashing red light on his data pad signaling that he had an important message. He grabbed the datapad off his night stand and opened the message. As he read through it, he felt something like excitement growing within him. It was a mission, a chance to get away from the politicking mess of Dromund Kaas and kill something worth killing.

He had been ordered to hunt down a traitor to the Empire, a former sith lord by the name of Avohnik. The man had already killed two sith sent after him, and rumors say he has Jedi protection. His last known location was within Republic space. It would take a while to track down the man, and the mission would have to be done in Republic space, so disguises were in order. All in all, it would be plenty of fun.

He dressed and headed into the kitchen, more cheerful than normal. "Good morning, my dear," he called to the woman who was already there. "We'll be taking a trip to the Republic soon." Without further elaboration, he pushed the datapad towards Alesani.
 
As she heard a much more cheerful voice than she was used to. Looking to him as he spoke, entering the kitchen now perfumed with the scent of her food, she gave him a look that had it been put into words would have been something along the lines of: "Who are you and what the hell did you do with my master?"
It was unsusal to see him in this kind of a mood so as he approached her and slid the datapad towards her she turned off the stove, dished herself some food and took a bite as she set down her plate on the other side of her not next Cinereus. Picking it up she read the information in the message. They were going into Republic space, back to where her father and brother lived. Besides her eyes widening a bit, one couldn't tell what she was feeling right now. Her heart was racing she hoped they would chance across or atleast make time after the mission to dirty her hands with their blood. It didn't show just how excited she was. Abrile Trieast her father and Zreden Trieast her brother...they would be within her grasp or at least hoped so. But in this mission it was about taking out the rouge former Sith lord. Smirking confidently she placed it down.

"Looks like fun...finally we do something like this. When do we leave?" she asked and took a bite. "I'm ready when you are...."

Truth was she was now anxious to get into Republic space, but he didn't need to know why. She had waited for this for so long, it was so close but yet so far away. So close but almost out of her touch at the same time.
 
Cinereus let out a chuckle at the look he received, and went to get himself breakfast. He dished himself the remains of Alesani's cooking, deeming it safe enough to eat, and took a seat across from her. "We'll be leaving in three days," he said in response to her question. "I need time to restock my ship and get supplies." He took an experimental bite of the food, chewing slowly to see if there was the telltale taste of any poisons. So far so good. "And since we'll be going into Republic space, we'll need to look not like sith and have a cover story prepared. I'll need to get some forged documents too." Cinereus sighed as he thought of all the things he needed to do. He likes going on these missions, but he really didn't like preparing for them. Forged documents meant going to Imperial Intelligence and talking to Keeper, and he really disliked talking to Keeper. The man was creepy.
 
Everyday since she had got here her master had always cooked for himself. It was easy enough to understand why though, she didn't trust her master to cook for her after all. Not after he tried to poison her the first day with those damn eggs. But It was understandable. She should have been more careful anyways. But the food she cooked this morning wasn't poisoned. Alesani had too much to learn from her master to start trying to kill him this early. Listening to him she nodded, it gave her time to practice more while he saw to the preparations. It was very important though that her disguise be a good one, that her face remained hidden. She came from Republic space and the Jedi whom she killed her mother in front of, would know her face. Taking her plate into her hands she ate and then looked to him again.

"Alright..." she said. "I'm going to see to practicing while you prepare unless you need me for it...." she said looking to him and placed her dish down. "Which I probably am not needed for..."
 
Cinereus gave a slight shurg in response as he carefully swallowed his food. Finding himself not dead after that, he ate with a bit more gusto. It was nice to eat something that wasn't his own cooking for once. There were only so many dishes he could make, and he got tired of all of them a while ago. Maybe it was time to buy a cook book. He paused to consider the idea then shuddered at the mental imagery of him cooking with a cook book. "How you spend the next three days is up to you. You may come with me if you wish, or stay here and practice, or go to the shopping district and make some friends or something, as long as you're ready when we leave, but while you're doing that, get some civillian clothes think up of a decent cover story for the two of us. I don't think the Republic will take too kindly to a pair of sith wandering around." He finished his food and dumped the plate in the sink where the cleaning droid would get to it.
 
Listening to him she gave him a nod and placed her plate in the sink as well. Then turned to look back to him. She wanted to go with him but it was more out of her need to be carefully watching him. To make sure nothing happened between him and another woman. Alesani knew she was being paranoid and absolutely possessive. He was preparing for a mission, now wasn't the time to be taunting her.

"I think my time would be best used practicing with the force more and buying some civilan clothing. Best of luck to you master with the rest of the preparations. I will be ready..." she said with a nod of her head and dismissed herself. Control, she had to have control so was pushing herself to do the opposite of what she wanted. After all she couldn't constantly be at her master's side.

She spent the next few days practicing with the force a majority of her time but did go out and buy civilian clothing. It was very reminiscent of the clothing she wore back on her home planet. Different but similar. Taking the clothing back to the pent house she had barely seen her master during the past few days and passed him on her way into the room. They were to depart soon. As soon as she knew just where they were headed first within Republic space then a Cover story would be easy to fabricate. But mostly her mind had been distracted with him and the thoughts of the blood she wanted so desperatly to spill on this trip. As she paused, it showed her mind was rather distracted as she was much quieter than normal, much more quiet and willing to do as asked with out question.
 
Cinereus left the kitchen with a nod at his apprentice, and headed towards the holoterminal in his study. Thankfully, all his dealings with Keeper could be done through holo, he wanted as little to do with the near emotionless man as possible. Once he had everything he needed from Imperial Intelligence, he breathed out a sigh of relief and planned out everything else he would need. Their supplies would only need to last until they were in Republic space where they could easily resupply. They would be entering the Republic from Datooine, a sparsely populated farming world. From there, they would head to Nar Shaddaa where the rogue sith had last been sighted. He forwarded all the revelant information to Alesani's datapad

The night before they were set to leave, everything was ready. His ship was stocked with fuel and rations. He had a closet of civillian clothes, and all the necessary paper work had been sent to his datapad. He hadn't seen Alesani much during the days of preparation, and he had to stop himself from heading into her room. She would be the one to come to him this time. That and they needed to get an early start the next morning, and he doubted much sleeping would be done if the two of them were in the same bed. He sighed and headed to his room, trying to ignore the emptiness of his bed.
 
The woman gathered her head a bit and continued on to her room. Closing the door she scowled at the empty bed and sighed. This would be night five since their passionate entanglement. And still his touch haunted her, hovering and caressing her skin, taunting her. A constant reminder of what he could offer her. She wished he would just come and refresh her memory, keep the empty space of her bed filled with his presence, the warmth of his body. Growling in frustration she tossed her lightsaber on the bed and went and dressed down. Packing away her civilian clothing she couldn't sleep though the hour got late. Most nights she didn't sleep in fact. Laying in bed in her shorts and tight fitting, top started at the wall, thinking. She was much too strung up to sleep. Getting up much earlier than she needed to, she dressed in some of the Civilian clothing she had picked out that complemented her figure but looked so much more different than what she usually wore and her hair was down and curled in tight curls. It made her hair look a bit shorter and her somewhat different, more feminine if that were possible and softer. Finishing she waited for her master to be up and about so they could both leave.
 
Cinereus laid in his bed, wishing for Alesani to be next to him so he could make her scream again. A nagging voice told him he could easily have that, all he needed to do was go to her, yet he had already gone to her once. He would make her come to him this time. He eventually fell into a light sleep and woke up feeling unrested. He mechanically got ready for the day and headed out to the living room dressed a bit more casually than he normally did. He found Alesani already there waiting, looking more feminine than usual. He itched to bury his fingers in those silky curls and taste those lips again, but he kept his hands to himself. "Good morning apprentice," he greeted. "Ready to leave?"
 
As she paced the floor of the living room waiting for him. She hated not being able to sleep and hated feeling this restless. But trying to force herself to calm down, sat on the couch. But thoughts bombarded her and wouldn't let her be. Hours passed as she waited and when he finally came out, dressed more casusally he looked a bit different in civilian clothes. It made her wonder where he had come from, why did he go to the Sith Academy in the first place? After all his first kill had been there. Why did he ever want to be Sith in the first place? At his usual good Morning greetings it was followed by a question. It was answered as she bobbed her head up and down, nodding yes.

"Been ready to leave for days now master." she said. It was true. As much as she disliked being in Republic space she was anxious to be able to kill again. It had been days and her body ached for it almost as much as it ached for her to just give in and go to him. "Let's get going if you are as well master."

Then for the first time in days that devious look returned to her eyes and she smirked a bit.
 
Cinereus gave a smirk in response to hers before leading the way to the landing pad where a speeder waited. "Unfortunately, my dear, we will not be trekking through the jungle on foot today. We need to get to the spaceport at a decent time." He climbed into the driver's side of the speeder and waited for Alesani to get in.

They would be using his personal ship for this mission, a sleek interceptor with the interior of a luxury cruiser, the armaments of something twice it's size, and a shell that could be easily disguised as a freighter. Cinereus sighed as he thought of his ship. It was his beauty, and his affection for it may or may not be slightly unhealthy.
 
Following him out to the landing pad her eyes wandered off to the jungle. She reached down and touched the lightsaber on her hip. But at his words her hand dropped and she frowned at the speeder. Nodding she sighed and climbed in after him in the passenger seat. Driving down to the space port she followed him to where they would be getting onto his ship. Pausing she looked at it. It was impressive she would admit. Glancing to her master she didn't want to know just how much he had spent on something like this. Going inside it was elaborate. Never having been in a ship this nice she assumed it would be something similar to a Luxury cruiser. Alesani only had the information he had sent her on her data pad. As far as she was aware they would be Going through Dantooine first and then onto Nar Shaddaa. Both places would be fairly easy to have a cover story. Knowing about both having been from the Republic. Dantooine's population was extremely small compared to other planets. She had been to Nar Shaddaa before briefly on her way out of the Republic space. So she would have to becareful there. Sitting back she was quiet, not quite knowing if there was anything that needed to be discussed before they landed, what they would be doing when they arrived there.
 
Cinereus let out a content sound as he dropped into the pilot's seat of his ship. It had been too long since he last flew. With practiced hands, he began the start up sequence, and soon they were flying out of the space port and headed out of the atmosphere. The ship glided smoothly against a back drop of stars with the dark mass of Dromund Kaas looming behind it. Cinereus put in the coordinates for a rather zig-zaged path to Datooine so they would approach the planet from within Republic space, to avoid suspicion. Once they were far enough away from the gravational pull of Dromund Kaas, the ship went into hyperspace with a slight jerk.

When they were safely underway, Cinereusl eft the cockpit and went in search of Alesani. "It'll be a while before we reach Datooine," he said once he found her. "In the mean time, let's see how much you've improved." Without waiting for a reply, he turned and headed into the cargo bay. There were quite a few crates of supplies in the cargo bay, but it was still empty enough to be used as a training area.
 
Alesani snapped back into attention as the ship gave a slight jerk. It wasn't too long after that her master strode into the cabin, telling her it would be awhile before they reached Dantooine. He was right, it would be awhile so as he spoke again she got to her feet. She had been practicing and had improved or at least thought she did. Following him down to a cargo hold she saw all the supplies. Looking around she saw an empty crate. It was heavy looking and rather large. It was bigger than what she had been practicing with. Before she raised her hand she focused, closing her eyes for a moment. In her minds's eye was a picture of that woman her master had described to her, his Former master. And then pictured her brother, leaving her father out of it for now. The blue eyes apprentice couldn't focus her anger thinking of him just yet. He was the source of much of her anger, much more than her brother. But the combined image of the woman who had, had her master in the same way she did and then her brother, it was enough to show him just how much she had improved. Holding her hand out it was a bit shaky but not too bad. As she did the Metal Crate raised about ten feet off the floor. It being solid metal she could almost feel the weight but closing her hand the process was a bit slower than she expected but solid metal crates didn't crush like training dummies. But The crate did fold in and crumble on itself before it dropped as she dropped her hand. It was a definite improvment from when she had to be prodded in the training room in the pent house. She looked to him though and looked a bit frustrated and grumpy that she had not improved more. Alesani wanted power and wanted it fast, it was taking longer than she expected.
 
Cinereus was mildly impressed when Alesani lifted up a metal crate and crushed it using the force. He had not expected that much improvement over the course of a few days. "Impressive, my dear," he said as the ruined crate dropped back to the ground. "Don't look so frustrated. You've improved much in a short amount of time." He wondered if they would need that crate later on, not out of any real concern, but more to keep his mind distracted from his desire to kiss the disgruntled expression from her face. It seems like three days was far too long to go without touching her. "I have nothing new to teach you right now. Simply continue practicing until the process becomes second nature. Eventually, you'll be able to do this." He closed his eyes in concentration for a moment, drawing from the simmering anger he always kept within him, then channeled it outward and slowly, the crushed crate expanded from its folded state and returned to its original form. It took a lot more effort and precision to fix a crate than it did to break it. Actually, it took a lot more effort and precision to fix a crate than it did to do most other things he did with the Force, and he felt a trickle of sweat run down his back. He mentally cursed himself for being a show off. "We are done for now. Take some time to explore the ship, do some reading on the worlds we'll be visiting, and keep practicing."

The ship consisted of the cock pit, the main cabin area, the captain's quarters, crew bunks, the engine room, and the cargo bay. The only actual bed was in the captain's quarters, which Cinereus had long ago claimed as his own, it was his ship after all. The crew bunks, while far better than the usual military issued thin mattress on a rack, still weren't exactly comfortable. It took more effort than it should have for Cinereus to keep the smirk from his face when he considered the choice his apprentice would have to make in regards to sleeping arrangements. He never did claim to be a nice person.
 
As he spoke she didn't feel too proud of herself. Sure he said it was a lot of improvement in few days but she was getting impatient. It had now been almost a week since they had shared her bed and his hands caressed every inch of her lithe body. But phantom touches still teased her and she wished he would just touch her again. Not only that but the power wasn't coming as fast as she would have liked. The woman was drawn from her obsessive thoughts though as he spoke telling her that as of now, he had nothing new to teach her and to keep practicing. But he continued talking, telling her that one day she would be able to do what he was about to show her. Watching him carefully he closed his eyes for a few moments and then heard the metal moving. Throwing her gaze over she watched as he returned the completely wrecked crate to it's perfect condition. She had to try and not look impressed but she was and nodded at his words. She kept practicing more and then went and explored the ship. Finding where everything is she frowned as she laid back on one of the Crew bunks. It was more comfortable that what she used to sleep up traveling around in the early days living on her own but from her penthouse suite bed to this...it wasn't even a comparison. Still in her civilian clothing she continued her search and found the Captin's quarters a frowned. The sith lord had the only real bed on the ship. It was growing late and sleeping in the crew bunks she would never get any. But in his bed...she just might and to be so close to him again...but it meant going to him, giving into him. Alesani wanted so badly but didn't know if it was worth giving up her stubborn streak. But remembering the pleasure he made her experience...It was impossible to forget.

Wandering off she went to Go find him, thinking he would enjoy this way too much, her finally caving into him. When she found him her soft but tight curls made her expression softer and her eyes more intense, almost like a a supernatural blue. Tilting her head she approached him.

"Master...I do not believe I was informed on the sleeping arrangements. While I'm not one to complain too often...I'd say the crew bunks are left to be desired. My one at the pent house much more enjoyable..perhaps you have something to offer me master...?" she said, batting her eyes softly at him. as she approached him. One careful step at a time.
 
Cinereus looked up from his datapad when his apprentice. He tried to not feel too victorious as he listened to Alesani. Oh who was he kidding, he was feeling too victorious. A ghost of a smirk danced in his lips as he replied. "I don't know, my dear. I have a bed, but where would I sleep if you're in it?" He was having way too much fun teasing her, but he intended to capitalize on this situation. He remained in his seat, making no moves towards her as much as he wanted to drag her into his lap and kiss her. He decided to let her make all the moves this time.
 
The Apprentice hated how he wasn't going to budge this time. She wanted him, couldn't stop thinking about him either, more so about feeling his bare skin against hers again. He gave in last time so she figured it would not hurt pride very much to come to him. So as he looked up at her from his datapad and spoke she walked towards him. Pausing the girl looked down at him and reached out, taking his datapad from his hand. She set it down near him and leaned in closer.

"It's late...much too late to work. And I don't intend to sleep on those crew bunks...besides...you? Sleep? Hmm...or...you could share..." she said and straddled his lap again. Leaning into him a bit she placed a hand against his chest and whispered to him sensually. "And in return...you can make me scream all you want. I know you are holding back...no need to...touch me please..." she begged softly, sensually. "Why have you waited so long...?"
 
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