Sighing while he leaned back in his chair, Riqimo wondered how much farther his fuse went.  Certainly not much farther, as two of the newer recruits had already caused more damage to military property than Riq had in his entire career with the VE.  Thank god his smuggling days were not considered in there though, that might have led to some issues with that claim.  He had talked to Jersh earlier and would have talked to Saph at the same time had she not been out a little later doing something.

As Saph entered, Riq eased his chair back down and nodded to her while clearing some space on his cluttered desk, “Well, I think you know why you are here.  Let me say that personally I don’t care too much about the actual chain of events that led to whatever happen.”

She nodded silently, her scarlet lekku moving in a manner showing respectful apology to her commanding officer.

“I am giving only a warning this time around, but next time I will have to do something.  Understood?”

“Yes, sir.” came the almost programmed reply.  Riqimo was almost getting tired of those two words put together almost all the time.

“Anyways, there’s someone I like you to meet, friend of mine.  Thought you two would enjoy meeting each other or whatever.”  Riqimo shrugged now that the business was over with and swung his feet onto his desk where he had cleared some space earlier.  “Perfectly optional mind you, just thought she would of interest.  I‘ll treat both of you to dinner even, nice five star place out in the city, has some good Twi‘leki cuisine I am told by a reliable source.”

Saphira appeared surprised at her squad leader’s sudden change to casualness, but nodded, “I don’t have much else to do right now, and free food is hard to turn down, especially if it is how you put it.”

“Great then, we’ll head on down to the apartment,” Riq eased his feet of the black marble desk, “She is expecting me in about an hour, we’re gonna need all that time to get over there.”

...  ...  ...

Riqimo muttered as he messed around with his keycards trying to find the right one.  Saph appeared surprised that Riq had a keycard to the apartment, but said nothing as he opened the door and motioned her in.

“Nams?  I have a guest I thought you might want to meet,” Riq called out as he intentionally bumped the cleaning droid onto its side.  It gave the usual stream of droid curses and attempted to upright itself.

“Really? Who is...” Nams had appeared in the hallway, her favorite dress already on for the night out.  She had stopped suddenly at the sight of another Lethan Twi’lek, a slightly shorter one, but another one all the same.  Saph was in a similar silence.

Riq shrugged as he moved down the hallway, “Namyr this is Saphira, one of my new troopers.  Saphira, this is Namyr, Raider’s Squad and one of the ARC Lambdas.  Now excuse me a moment, I need to change into something a little more formal.  Saph, I am sure Nams has something that will fit you fine, have your little female bonding whatnot while I get a quick shave as well.”

Eyeliner was such a fickle thing to deal with, in fact Namyr was in the middle of her third try, when she heard the door. A quick swipe with a towel took off the crooked lines that for some reason Namyr could do perfectly like she was usually able. Namyr busied herself by straightening her dress and heading to great Riqimo and also hassle him for being late. Namyr let out a low chuckle as there was a thump and the cleaning droid let out a row of curses. She wasn't sure what was with Riqimo and cleaning droid but it gave her something extra to chuckle about.

“Nams? I have a guest I thought you might want to meet,” Riqimo said dashing Namyr's urge to greet him with a kiss and change their dinner plans. She let out a small sigh hoping it wasn't another General that she had to play 'good housing keeping,' for, she hated that.

“Really? Who is...” Namyr began as she walked into the room and her own yellow eyes locked with a pair of grey ones. Namyr let out a shaky breath as she stared at the female Lethan Twi'lek who was staring back at her. In all her years living had Namyr ever seen another Lethan? She couldn't remember ever meeting one, nor seeing another on the street. She felt her cheeks flush a little, briefly wondering why Riqimo had brought this other woman with him home. She squeezed her hand into a fist, her knuckles cracking, if he thought for one moment that she and her, and him? Namyr blinked, she needed to get ahold of her anger, and her assumptions.

“Namyr this is Saphira, one of my new troopers. Saphira, this is Namyr, Raider’s Squad and one of the ARC Lambdas. Now excuse me a moment, I need to change into something a little more formal. Saph, I am sure Nams has something that will fit you fine, have your little female bonding whatnot while I get a quick shave as well," Riqimo made his hasty introduction, and rather rudely left Namyr alone with Saphira. This was one of those times that she wanted to follow after Riqimo and kick him into next week. Would it have hut him to give her a call in advance that he was bringing someone with him? He knew how she was with strangers and yet he continued to do things like this, and Namyr did not like being surprised, particularly by another Lethan Twi'lek. And of course being a man automatically assumed that she would have something that would fit this woman who was at least five inches shorter then Namyr and a little bit curvier. Namyr's teeth grounded together, she would have a talk with Riqimo later that was for sure.

"New recruit eh?" Namyr finally asked, it was all she really could ask, most people would take offense to personal questions right away and Namyr wasn't the type to give anything away unless she was asked. She was also uncomfortable with the situation, she didn't warm up to people very well and having another female Twi'lek suddenly shoved into her dinner plans when it was suppose to be a Riqimo and Namyr's time together. Something they hadn't had for several weeks and Namyr had been looking forward to for the last week.

Saph rolled her eyes, obviously she was tried of the 'new solider,' comment and Namyr let it go, "So how did he manage to drag you here?" she asked a simple enough question on the straining conversation.

"Honestly, after he grilled me in the office about how a ... Squadmate and I trashed the training room.. Doc wanted me to meet you.. and the offer of free food was appealing. Be alot better then the galley or rations at any cost," Saph said and grinned, Namyr frowned a little wondering what Riqimo had introduce her as, Saph wasn't acting like she knew they were a couple, let alone Namyr wondered why Riqimo was offering to pay for another woman's dinner without discussing it with her first. She sudden;y felt like there was a lot that Riqimo wasn't telling her, or even discussing with her the thing that could be talked about, it wasn't the first time since they had started seeing one another that Namyr felt cold and alone. Almost everyday she felt some for of loneliness, sometimes coming from Riqimo and sometimes she felt like some object that Riqimo was clinging to for one reason or another. Goddess knew she loved the vertically challanged man, but in recent times she felt she was losing the man she had fallen in love with.

"So, how much do you know about Ri...Doc?" Namyr said correcting herself, she had to keep in mind that Riqimo was still this woman's superior and keeping up a professional front while she was around was necessary, and that drove Namyr's temper a little more. This was suppose to be their night, now they'd have to play the professional role the entire night. Namyr felt a little bitter, biting her lip hard wanting to go back to the bedroom and punch Riqimo.

"Not a whole lot, but from what the guys have said I think he's a womenizer," Saph said before launching into a story that Namyr only half listened to, the girl seemed nice, and being Twi'lek she was pretty, but nothing Namyr should feel malice for. Namyr grinned at her female tendencies, she really did have to learn to trust people, starting with Riqimo.

"Well come on, I might have something that might fit you, why Riq didn't let you go home and then come here is beyond me," Namyr said giving a toothy smile leading Saph to her bedroom, 'Shortstuff out!" Namyr demanded to a surprised Riqimo who had been dancing to some music on the radio, badly to Namyr's a amusement, and he had his shirt off, the cloth dangled in his hand as he looked at the two female in mock horror and surprise.

"Erm, getting groove on," Riqimo murmured, "Be in the shrine," he added and left the room, his face red, and Namyr chuckled, 'This is what I have to deal with on a daily basis," she pointed out going over to the closet and opening it to a wardrobe of mostly, black, oranges, and yellows.

'something tells me you're not really a orange or yellow person," Namyr said mostly to herself digging through the closet. Her cheeks grew red as she realized that Saph had a full view of her back, and of the thousands of scars that criss crossed, "Here we go," Namyr said pulling out a light blue dress, simple short hem that came up to mid thigh and low neckline, "You can keep it, I'm not really a fan of blue," Namyr said and managed a smile, "You can change in here and you can help yourself to some of my jewelry, I'll be back in a bit, shout if you need anything," Namyr said casually backing out of the room and hoping that Saph wasn't the sort to ask too many question.

Namyr walked down the hall to the large corner room, think red carpet covered the floor, she smirked as she watched Riqimo sit on the floor studying the broken blades that were adorn against one of the walls along with several other Twi'lek weapons, Namyr's collection of home as well as a Shrine to the high goddess. Namyr leaned against the doorway, content on watching the back of Riqimo's head as he was lost in his thought. Quietly, making sure not to make a noise as she walked, she wrapped her arms around his waist and sat down behind him.

"Hey," she mumbled resting her head on Riqimo's shoulder.

"Mmm, hey," Riqimo replied, "Are you ever going to have the blades on your blades repaired?" he asked his body leaning against Namyr, she felt him relax a little and she chuckled a little.

"Probably not, it's not how us Twi'leks do such things. When a blade breaks it is not used again in respect for the blade and mother goddess," Namyr said running her fingers through Riqimo's hair and kissing the back of his head, "You looked very silly trying to dance," she mentioned.

'I know," Riqimo grinned turning his head in time to receive a kiss from Namyr before she stood up again.

'Don't think this gets you out of my anger for you inviting someone along on our time together," she added frowning a little, 'You should know better Riq'eswo, we have hardly any time for one another as it is," Namyr turned and left the room and headed back to the bedroom, opening the door she found Saph dressed.

"How did you get those scars, i mean..." Saph started, great it was goignt o be one of those evenings.

"Well come on, I might have something that might fit you, why Riq didn't let you go home and then come here is beyond me," Namyr said giving a toothy smile leading Saph to her bedroom, 'Shortstuff out!" Namyr demanded to a surprised Riqimo who had been dancing to some music on the radio. Saph gave a blank stare not too sure how to respond to it. Thankfully Nams shoved him out before Saph could make her own comment to boot.


Nams pulled out a blue dress and handed it to her. Sighing as she took the cloth and marveled at it's beauty."Is something wrong?" the other female asked, as if her stuff wasn't good enough for her. Saph shook her head. "No, thank you.. It's just I don't ever Dress up..Honestly I would rather be back at the compound and in a spar with Jersh.."

Her faced darkened a bit as she flushed as Nams excused herself to let her dress. Well she doesn't seem to hate me.. She thought, quickly dressing as she laid her uniform over a chair. She still felt silly, dressing up and going out on a date. One no doubt with her Squad Leader.

The thought made her almost angry, then again she couldn't really say know and perhaps maybe she will make a friend of the other female. It wasn't often one ran into another Lethan female. With a sigh Saphira left the room, not donning any of Nams jewelry. They were lovely but it wasn't her. Stepping out of the room she walked to where she could hear the pairs of voices. Her feet almost silent as she walked up on them. Silver eyes flickering over the pair as she noticed scars oh Nams back.


"How did you get those scars.." The words were out before she could think.Great Saph.. what a nice way to start the evening. Show her your mental capacity as a blunt fighter that scars interest you more She scolded herself before adding. "I mean.."



Namyr seemed to shrug it off, "Past times... it's over." Much to her own relief as she didn't want to have the night start out bad. Not that she was really comfortable anyway being as both Doc and her were a couple. She felt like she was imposing on them as her SL attempted to change the subject.

"You two look just lovely tonight." To which Saph instantly rolled her eyes in annoyance as he attempted to start playing out his charm.

"Honestly I don't want to impose on you.." She started, feeling very insecure with the whole situation and in that she started to bring out her anger in order to mask it.Why the hell did he even want me here.. Just to meet her.. sure it's a nice thought.. Thinking back to what her squad mates had said about what doc was like. "I would much rather be back on base boss, sparing with my.. squad mate.. and even less in this silly thing.." She stated dryly.

“And this one’s for the Riq'eswo, from his Namyr'eswo.”


The voice of the dj crackled over the com. Saphira watched as Doc and Nams as the pair started to dance. Doc leaning in to steal a kiss as she dodged it to begin singing to the song. The tune in itself was one she did not recongise. Not that she spent much time listening to any.  Sighing  she sat there for a moment, confiused. Here she was watching her SL with a female that he apparently cared for  and yet it didn't add up. Giving a smile to Nams she started to approach them but thought better of it. It was their night after all.


Not from what the team has told me


Saph mused as a scruffy older looking  human male approached her. She knew exactly what he wanted from the ways his eyes were looking at her. Lust was something  that spilled over. It was hard to miss.

"May I have this dance?" He slurred, apparently slightly buzzed from whatever he had been drinking. Dressed in slighty trashy looking clothes he gave the apparence of a dung heap.

"No. I'm fine.." Her voice rough. However it didn't sway him as he pressed closer. Rolling her eyes the Twe'lik  rounded, stood from her seat  and shoved a small knife under his neck. It looked as if appaered out of thin air. However Saph took the liberty of  placing a small weapon  by her ankle before she had even left the apartments. Never one to leave  without some sort of a blade. 

The music almost stopped as beings moved out of the way.  Giving him an icy glaze she could feel  Doc looking over and probably  muttering a few curse words. 

"I.. uh.. Yea.." Her would be suiter  replied and quickly turned and fled. With a snort  as her gaze shifted to the on lookers the Twi'lek gave a look of challenge to see if anyone else would dare.

"Saph.. enough.." The voice of her SL creped up as she felt him close in. Her anger was already huffed from having to taken to a place where males would look at her. More that doc was probably un happy that she had just ruined their dance. 

"Enough or what? Like you really cared.. dragging me out out. acting like you care about even Nams.." The words shot out before she could even think. Namyr stepped to the side as Doc set his jaw.

"What do you mean by that?" She asked, setting her stance to an annoyed position.Screw it.. I'm already in for it anyway.. SHe thought and continued.

"Let me tell you something.. Doc..is.. a... Wominizer." Perplexing her demeoner, she looked to doc with a cold stare.  "Don't you look at me like that.. just because your my SL dosen't give you the damn right to do whatever you please.." Biting her lower lip she felt the heat rise to her face. Otheres around them went back to their drinks while some stayed near to hear the conversation.

"The others told me about your little trysts on one of your previous missions before I joined  you all.. Corellia was is?" she sneered, crossing her arms. "How you took liberty of hitting on about three other femals before setteling on one.. Oh yes.. the others told me they would hear her scream your name that first night..They told me  when it wasn't one there were others.. that you can't keep to just one female..."  The distaste in her voice was full of venom. Saphira didn't care how good looking a male was.

WIth each word doc's jaw lowered. Nams eyes  grew cold as the realization sweapt over. She knew him best. Snapping her head towards him she burnt her eyes into him.

Riqimo stood wide eyed at Saph as she accused him of what seemed absolutely ridiculous to the medic.  Unfortunately, it wasn't that ridiculous to Nams...  Corellia?  When the hell did I go there?

You are screwed mate, you should punish that Saphira...

Yes...

Cupping his jaw as he stood up, it shifted back into place with a strangely satisfying 'crack' which seemed to stun Riq for a few seconds.  "Saphira..." Riq's curious eyes were no longer their usual blue-green, but now grayish and filled with a loathing, "I don't know where the hell you heard that, but  I am not going to let you..."  Riq shook his head,  he wasn't this way.  Thinking thoughts of how he would kill Saph flashed through his mind, each one more disturbing than the last.

"... I will talk to you later... head back to the apartment and change back or something.  I'll talk to you in the barracks later..."  Riq was glad to get rid of her before his hatred gained complete control and led him to kill her, or at least seriously maim.  You could kill her, minimal paperwork...  no evidence as you don't have to touch her...

Later, on his way to somewhere other than the club, Riq almost turned left down the street that would have led him to the apartment through instinct, he sighed as he caught his disheveled image in a darkly tinted transparisteel pane, his hair was way more messed up than usual.  Namyr wasn't around to smooth it out just a little bit, nor was she there to straighten his tie.

Sighing, Riq headed straight towards the base instead of the turn that would have led the apartment.  He was going to have to think out how to fix this a little more first.  He had a plan, it just required a few finer points to be worked out.  And it might work better late in the night rather than just then...

The look in doc's eyes told Saph she was glade she still had a weapon on her. As Nams stalked off doc finally spoke.

"... I will talk to you later... head back to the apartment and change back or something. I'll talk to you in the barracks later..."

"Yes Sir!" She responded, turning on a heel and walked off. Saph knew she had done probably more damage in the last few hours then probably many had in a week.Of course the question is. More damage to me.. or them? Thinking to heself as she saw nam's in the distance. "Namyr!" She called, Nams turned to her voice."I-I'm really sorry about that back there, but you needed to know," Saph gasped trying to get her breath back from the short jog.


"It's okay, I don't blame you," Namyr said with a shrugg.

"That's a relief!" Saph said brightly, and then she sighed, "I just need to pick up my things from your apartment, you probably want to be alone after all this."


"Yes, well I have a lot of work to do," Namyr said as they entered the apartmment. Saphira meanwhile looked around the room as the other female vanished for a moment and returned with an expensive looking computer. Her eyes poped open, hands itching to play with it as Namyr smiled.

"Top of the line, I put it together myself," Namyr said and began to rapidly type in codes.

'What are you doing anyway?' Saph asked Walking over a few feet trying to lean in to see what she was up to.



"Keeping cockroaches out, in other words, changing the lock," Namyr murmured hitting enter and then unplugging the wire to the door. Saph didn't catch the rest of what she said. Only a smile drapping over her face as she quickly walked back into the room she first changed and re-dressed into her familiar clothes. Feeling much more herself she walked back out, once more in her off duty uniform of charchol greys. She must have given a look or something across her face for the other women grinned.

"You really don't like wearing dresses do you.." Nam's stated as Sah shrugged. "Comes from my childhood. My mother always insisted I be a 'proper' Twi'lek" Bitter distate in her mouth as she tightened her belt. Nams chuckled lighty.No wonder she fits in the army so well


"Well I need to be getting back. Doc I am sure is going to be waiting for me.." Her words gave a bitter whine. She wasn't looking foward to facing him. Nams blinked at her for a moment before Saphira replied. "After you left he rounded on me and ordered me to head back to the barracks to deal with me there. I just hope I don't end up on permant crap jobs or stay low rank for the rest of my days." I just hope Jersh dosen't think what I did was too stupid.. Hell he probably would anyway.


Considering on how anger nams knew he could get she walked from where she was at. "Hold on.." Diseapearing into a corner room saph only waited for a momennt before she returned and pressed something into her hand.

"Just in case..I know how he can be. you have only what you've been told." Saph opened her hand and looked down. A grin spreading across her face as she pocketed it.

"Well, mabey this will work out better then we thought.." Saph responded. Nams tilted her head with a questionable look as she proceded to explain.....


Jersh had the front entrence watch that evening. Grumbeling on the bordem when he noticed doc storming up. Uh-oh.. this can't be good

"Has Saphira checked back in yet?" His voice almost shaking with anger. Jersh noted the swelling on his face and opened his eyes.

"No sir.. hey.. doc.. What ha-"

"Never mind.. As soon as she gets in tell her to report to my office on the double.." With that he stormed inside. Jersh could only imagine what she could have gotten herself into. It wasn't that far after that Saphira walked up. He noticed she gave the walk of one bent on being stubborn and knew they were in for it.


Saphira saw that jersh was indeed on the night watch. Walking up to him she lowered her eyes as she saw the look on his face. Looks like doc is already back. hmm.. I wonder how his swelling is She thought with a mental smile.

"Uh. Saph.. What did you do?" Jersh gave a grim look.I swear to god if he touched her..

"Nothing.. Not at all." She lied. Jersh sighed knowing that she was part of something.

"Dang Saph, we already got in trouble earlier. Now you've gone and done something else.." Saph only crossed her arms and gave a blank look. Either way she wasn't goign to tell her. Jersh made a mental note to make her spill later. "Either way.. Doc said to report to him in the office pronto."


"I figured he would say that.." Taking a few steps past him. "Jer.."

"Yea.."

"You going to be out here all night right?" She asked, taking a hand to lay gently on his arm. Jersh coudln't help but smile.

"Yea.. why?" Raising an eyebrow.

"Good.." With that she left him with a dumbfounded expression as to what she had ment by that.


Heading down the hall her boots tapped lighty. Making the few turns that would lead her to once more her Squad leaders office.

Namyr's slim hands passed over the box that she had kept hidden in the back of her closet for the last couple of months. In truth she had been happy with her force pikes on missions, but they were lighter then her blades and Namyr felt out of place without her blades hitting her thigh in missions. Slowly she opened the top of the box and removed the paper from within and pulled out two, orange hilted blades that gleamed in the low lighting of the bedroom. A warm smile appeared on Namyr face as she touched the sharpened end of the blade and drew a little blood, she had made these blades herself after finding a lone old Twi'lek with a blade shop.

Namyr carried the blades to the Shrine and held them in front of a large tribute to the mother goddess, asking for blessings on her new blades and protection. Stepping back from the shrine, Namyr bowed once and placed the blades at the foot of the shrine for a night's blessing on them and turned heading back to the bedroom. A hot bath was what she needed as she lowered herself into the hot water, reaching out with a moist hand she turned on the cd player that began to play classical Twi'lek music. Namyr let herself relax in the water, her thoughts wandering from one to the other.

She would have to leave the apartment, there was no way she could afford it on her own, Riqimo had insisted on getting this apartment due to the extra room for Namyr's shrine. She had felt guilty about his spending the rent money out of his paycheck, but he had been stubborn about the subject wanting her to have whatever made her happy. He was so kind to her Namyr never understood why he was but she enjoyed it. She was sure she could put her stuff into storage move into the barracks and that would solve her apartment woes. A sob surfaced over Namyr's thoughts and over the music, reaching up to her cheek Namyr was surprised to find tears flowing down her cheeks. Now that she was alone she could cry. The hot steam of the bath slowly soothed her out of her tears and Namyr relaxed again. She was a solider and she could handle this, it was minimum compared to most of the missions she had been on.

When the turbolift opened to the floor, Riq stood still for a moment, staring down the hallway out the window where two birds were nested together on the ledge.  He sighed and pushed the button to prevent the doors from closing and stepped out of the lift onto the heavily stained carpet of the halls.  Turning left immediately, he whispered the room numbers out loud until he came to 2345 at the end of the hall.  Brushing his hair back from his hairline, a habit he had just recently acquired from all the stress,  Riqimo inserted his card and just went 'meh' as the card was refused entry.  He wasn't surprised, as Nams had done that before as a prank, this time thought she wasn't just going to fix it for him.

Break down the door?

Umm... break down the door to my own apartment?  That doesn't make sense.

Well, how else are you getting in?  Not like you have a back door on the twenty third floor.

Or do I...

Riq smirked as he headed back towards the turbolift, but instead of turning left into it, he went right down the other hallway. At the end he peered down out the window at the streets below, mostly empty this time of night.  Making sure to mind the birds just outside, Riq slid the pane of transparisteel to the side and peeked out to the left.  The ledge went around the building with about a foot's worth of duracrete for Riq to keep his balance on.  Taking a deep breath, the squad leader carefully stepped out, thankful that the wind wasn't blowing that night.

Hugging the wall as he inched along, Riq finally made it to the apartment he supposedly owned.  Peeking in the first pane, he saw nothing but a dark room.  Sighing, he inched along a little more and peeked into the next room, which was the living room.  He had almost stumbled back in surprise at what he saw.  Namyr and... Saph were sitting on the couch facing away from him watching some sort of holovid together.  Riq blinked and strained his eyes to see if Nams actually had anyone else in there.  He couldn't spot anything, save the cleaning droid moving across the floor.  For some reason Riq was more interested in seeing where the cleaning droid was wandering over too with that particularly large cloth.  Blinking as he saw it wipe off some wax that dripped onto the floor, Riq leaned closer to the window and saw a flicker of light off a metal blade.  New swords... perfect... let's humor her then.

Riq inched back along the ledge and a let a small half frown form on his face at the two birds.  He would fix this tonight, or die trying.  Unfortunately the odds were on the side of the later.

"Saph do you mind ordering a pizza, I'm going to the balcony in the bedroom for a moment," Namyr said Saph looked puzzled but nodded as the other female disepeared.

Finding the Com system the Twi'lek  called the nearest local dilevery. A mechinacll voice came threw in an annoying tone.Wonderfull She thought.

"Can I take your order?" After about five minutes of rambeling off specials that didn't even sound decently good. Rolling her eyes  Saph snapped back at it.

"Yea, One large supreme pizza." Her voice agervated as the droid repeated her order and finially gave the bill.

"Who's this to be charged to? I see  that we have a file on recod for a Riq...." Static came threw as the female sighed. A smile creasing across her face.Well, doc gets more credits then we do.. Saying to herself as the bill was charged to doc.

With that out of the way Saph walked back tot he movie and sat there. Wondering what nams was doing but thought best to leave her be for a bit. The movie was just about to it's highlighted conclusion when a rap came tot he door. Standing  she walked over, checked to make sure it was the pizza deleverly and opened the door.

The fresh smell of food wafered to her nose as she walked back towards the kitchen. What could she be doing? Something told her to go check on her. Carrying the hot box of food she found her way to the bedroom and balcony where she noticed Nams holding two very sharp blades.uh-oh SHe thought, cracking her neck as she came up behind and noticed doc sitting on the edge of the balcony.

"Looks like we had a peeping tom Saph.." Namyr growled. Doc looked over at Saph as she shrugged.

"I told you to stay at the barracks.." He snapped, standing as Nams  brought her weapons threatengly towards him. Doc stoppd and sat back down.

"You said please.. and it wasn't really a direct order. Besides this isn't a mission.. I don't have to regard it.. " Saphira replied

" I could have knocked you off the ledge.. your in no position to say anything.."Namyr snapped to doc.

"Hey, now.. whatever Spah was told was  a -" He began and quickly stopped when the female moved exceadily fast and brought a blade to the tip of his throat.

"Nams, hold off.. theres no need  for viloence.." Taking a step foward as the Twi'lek pulled back. "We can be civel... I have a nice hot pizza here we all can enjoy.. Doc looks kinda hungry.." Taking her hand and openeing the steaming box. Namyr snapped her head over to her with an amused look in her eye. "I think he needs this more then us.." Without another word she tipped the box, strod foward the rest of the way and smalled the hot pizza into his face. Just think on what the desert will entail

Namyr's hand began shaking, the sword tip that was being held over Riqimo's chest quivered, she was weak and she knew it. She watched the blood drip down Riqimo's neck and stain his uniform, Namyr's bottom lip began shaking at much as the sword tip. Then the sword clattered to the ground and gently Namyr removed the cheese from Riqimo's face, her own face unreadable as she did so. "You're insane," she managed to say through a shakey voice before she picked up her blades, spun around and walked back into the apartment.

"Well are you two coming in or are you going to stay out there all night," Namyr called gruffly over her shoulder as she cleaned the blades and set them in front of the shrine, 'Saph could you please give Riq and I a moment alone," she added as she turned to see Riqimo standing at the door of the Shrine looking at her.

"Yeah, sure!" Saph called from the living room. Riqimo stepped into the room, shutting the door behind him, he walked up to Namyr only to get a painful slap to his swollen jaw.

"Is this how you always try to win back someone, or how you prove that you haven't done something?' Namyr hissed angerly preparing to slap Riqimo again only to have him grab her arm and pull her towards him, his other arm wrapping around her waist.

"Let me go," Namyr said weakly trying to avoid Riqimo's eyes.

Namyr looked into Riqimo's eyes for a very long time, she wanted to see if he was telling the truth, anything to tell her what she thought wasn't true, she just wanted Riqimo to be his old self, for them to be their old selves. A slight flicker in Riqimo's eyes told it all, he wasn't telling the truth, at least the complete truth to her. Namyr took a long breath inward tasting the air around them. There was her usual scent of citrus and cinnamon, but the scent coming from Riqimo made Namyr's nose wrinkle. A wet, sour, death-like smell hung around him, just barely she could taste the sharp mint scent he gave off when he was tired. No, she could tell he wasn't her Riqimo whatever happen on Lotiath, it was as if now he was fighting several voices in his head everytime he spoke to her, and Namyr was afraid one of the voices was evil and one day would win against Riqimo and most likely kill her.

"You're still lying, only telling half truths, and I should feel like I'm afraid of you Riq'eswo," Namyr whispered turning away from Riqimo and holding herself with her arms, Riqimo went to reach out to her, "please don't touch me," Namyr said, her voice wasn't cold but just sad and what she was going to do.

"By right this apartment belongs to you, if you'd give me enough time to get my things I will move back to the barracks. I know it's not fair to leave you alone to battle your demons, but you scare me Riqimo Pershaw, and I don't know what else to do,' Namyr said letting out a rare sob before turning and looking at Riqimo, failing to smile and then brushing past him walking to the bedroom and grabbing a few bags.

"Saph could you help me pack my things?" Nayr called out to the living room.

"Yeah, sure thing," Saph replied coming into the bedroom, grabbing a bag and beginning to clean out the closet.

"Nams, please don't," Riqimo asked from the doorway.

"I have to Riqimo," Namyr replied dumping her jewelry into the bag.

'You don't have to leave, we can fix this together," Riqimo continued stepping up behind Namyr and wrapping her arms around her, almost begging her not to go.

Namyr froze for a minute, her hand resting on Riqimo's arm that was around her waist, she closed her eyes, letting out a soft relaxed sigh, "I-I can't Riq-eswo, and you only know why."

"You can't leave," Riqimo begged, then his arms tightened painfully around Namyr's waist, then his voice changed, "You're mine, and you know it," Namyr was knocked onto the bed and before she knew it her hands were pinned together by Riqimo. But she knew it wasn't him, his eyes were malice and angry not him.

'Let me go,' Namyr growled darkly.

"Fat chance, I'm not letting you go," Namyr realized that this side of Riq reminded her of the Space Wraith that they had encountered. Then when Riqimo had hurt her during their last arc mission, it all made sense to Namyr.

"Let him go," Namyr growled struggling to get her hands free.

"Sorry Riq-eswo, but you, well not you you, nearly had your hands around my neck," Namyr said tilting her head off to see the dark scratches under her neck.  Then almost lovingly she brushed the white vase particles out of Riqimo's hair, that is until she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him,  "Riq'eswo why didn't you tell me that wraith was still in you, is that where you been going to try and get it out?' Namyr murmured and smiled brightly past her worried look as she looked into Riqimo's eyes.

"close enough," Riqimo said almost beaming at Namyr his hand reaching out and entwining in hers. 

"You're filthy by the way," Namyr added with a smirk before Saph cleared her throat and her and Riqimo looked at the other Twi'lek.

"Well if that bout of crazy is over, I'm heading out for the night," Saph said pointing towards the door.

'Oh, um, yeah, go on Saph, everything is covered here," Namyr said her cheeks turning a little dark red.

"Yes, thanks for the help, see you in the morning," Riqimo added with a small wave with his free hand.  Saph waved back and left the apartment shaking her head at what had just happened.

A short shared shower later, Namyr clucked and looked over the wounds on Riqimo's body, mothering him like she should have when he first returned with the wounds.

"Come on Nam'eswo, I'm fine," Riqimo chuckled, as Namyr touched his side looking at another scabbed over wound.

"Let me baby you a little, I am your Nonna I get that special privilage," Namyr chuckled and smiled widely as they both laid down on the bed and looked at one another.

"Thank you Nam'eswo," Riqimo murmured reaching out and touching the side of her face, and finally he himself smiled as well.  Suddenly he sat up on one elbow and looked at Namyr, studying her for a moment, and smirk broke out on his face and he ahd the expression that he had just looked at her for the first time in a very long time.  He leaned forward, lips pressed against Namyr's as his arm wrapped snuggly around her waist as Namyr's arms wrapped around his neck. 


It wasn't a surprise that Riqimo was whistling as he walked into work that next morning.  In fact he had pretty much been grinning and whistling since he woke up, leaving the sleeping Namyr to her day off.  Nothing could throw him off, he could just feel that it was going to be a good day as he walked into his office and began to shuffle through some paperwork, until there was a knock at the door.

"Come in," Riqimo called out and Saph entered the room wearing her gym gear, it was tight to her curvious body, Saph raised an eyebrow as Riqimo grimaced at what looked like something in his mind before looking at her again, 'What going on?"

"Nothing, I sort of, accidentally, broke a guy's arm during training, and they sent me to you to be punished," Saph said sounding annoyed.

"Well obviously EMI isn't teaching you anything." Riq sighed, ignoring the defiant posture that Saph had just assumed.  "This needs to stop, and I am starting to run out of things to punish you with..."  That we are allowed to do... publicly of course, hehehe  Riq shook his head in the negative to push out that headache that was just starting to form.  "Saph, if you don't shape up soon and save it for the enemy, I am afraid that more drastic actions will have to be taken."

Saphira kept her silent, defiant composure, but her lekku gave a slight movement that made Riq smirk, "Don't want to get into too deep trouble, despite your troublesome nature, eh?"

Riqimo loved the lekku for more than just some private reasons, the fact that they sometimes revealed hidden emotions proved especially useful to those that bothered to learn a bit.  Riq certainly had, much thanks to Nams of course.  He really didn't expect the language to actually be of use beyond their relationship, but he didn't mind being proven wrong sometimes.  Sometimes.

Saph didn't say anything, and Riq could tell that the Twi'lek was just beginning to concentrate on controlling her lekku's subtle movements.  "What kind of 'drastic' actions?" her voice, almost musical like most female Twi'leks, finally asked.

Riq shrugged, "I haven't gone down the list as I never had to do them before.  But apparently I would have to supervise you for them.  And you do not want that I assume?  I certainly have better things to do than baby-sit misbehaving troopers, so don't think I won't enjoy it myself.  But if I have to, I will hand out the punishment."

Saph nodded, still remaining silent, and this time her lekku carefully controlled to prevent the showing of an unwanted emotion. 

"Understood?" Doc questioned.

"Yes, sir," Saph replied, "So I assume I have a warning this time?"

"Nope, you still get punished." Riq glanced at his console,  "There is an opening tomorrow night where they need somebody to do some errand stuff, package running and whatever.  Enjoy."

"It's not like your a Dark Jedi and can easily frighten me. You've looked at my records..."

If you only knew my dear, hahaha...

Quite ironic I admit...

Perhaps we should show her... then kill her..

Wha...?

She shouldn't be disrespecting command like this.  And she can be easily replaced...

But... she does her job...

Transfer Namyr into the slot Pershw...

Riq's mind fluttered a moment. Yes... that would be perfect

See?  I can be reasonable, Pershaw.  You just need to give me a chance.

Child, think about what just happened yesterday

Wait.. no I cannot do that, Nams might suspect something, I can't risk losing her again...

You can claim me if she approaches you about it.  You can get off with about anything cause of me

Child, that does not make it right...

Shut up woman, he can do whatever he wants.

Think about this child, could you kill a friend of Namyr?

No... no... I cannot...

Riqimo stared straight at Saph, his mind trying to settle on a form of punishment that would fit the situation, and would be... appropriate.  "Saphira..." Riq shook his head trying to dislodge the voices that were in his head.  He blink suddenly and smirked evilly, "You have no idea what hell is.  And tonight you will gain full knowledge after duty ends."

Saph blinked once at the sudden change in her squad leader, trying to interpret his words, "Do I report here?"

"Yes... here, I will then take you to the... punishing site..." Riqimo smirked, his eyes appearing a cold, dull gray.

Saph's mind raced with what her Squad Leader could mean, of course she wasn't afraid, she had worse... at least that is what she told herself.  Her leader could be capable of more than she gave him credit for...

A few members of the ARC and of Squad Eclipse stood at the end of the hall, looking around the corner and laughing.  Riqimo saw that among the people laughing was Saph, his eyes narrowed.


“You all stay right there,” Riqimo yelled


  “Scatter!” Saph yelled and the group spilt up and took off in different directions.  Saph ran past Namyr who looked at her with questions in her eyes. She didn't stay to explain as she looked over her shoulder to see doc comming after her.Of course he'd come after me.. I'm his 'problem child'

Saph didn't look back again to know he was behind her. Grinding her teeth she slid up to a door leading to the hanger bay. Thinking that she could hide in there. With all those crafts.. he'd spend all day looking for me.. She thought. Punching the door codes and slipping in.


Riq watched the female slip into the room. His lip twitched in annoyance. Saph is causing more trouble then any new recruit I had even had. He thought, slowing his pace down as he approached the hanger.

'Let me deal with her' The voice piped up again. Doc shook his head.

"No.. I  can handle this." Riq replied, entering the key codes.

'Why not? It's been far too long sense I have found a worthy opponent.. '


Riq froze. "No.. I will not let you. Saphira is one of my soldiers.."

'Who needs to be diciplined and trained. Do you not remember back in your apartment. She took a Vase to your head.. Whats to stop her from doing anything else?'


Riq thought back to that. His head hurt for quit a while after that little incident.

"You're right.." He whispered. The voice laughed and took a hold of him.

'I promise you won't remember this..'


The door opened.....












Saphira was in the far back of the room. Pinned between a Speeder and BARC craft. Her breathing slowed as she saw the light from the door open. The outline fame body of her Squad Leader stepped inside.  For a moment she saw the head look left and right before the door closed swallowing them in darkness.


"I know you're in here Saphira.."


The light tapping of his boots echoed in the room. Saph didn't move from her spot. Biting her lower lip she waited for him to hopefully give  up.You may know Im here.. but you won't find me. She thought. She didn't understand why he thought of  what happened a big deal. It was only a joke.