Massassi Sapphire
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MASSASSI SAPPHIRE
Flight
I hear her voice calling my name. The sound is deep in the dark. I hear her voice and start to run into the trees, into the trees ~~The Cure "A Forest"
Seshat trembled violently at the thought of what she had just done. How could she have behaved in such a manner? Shakily pulling on her jeans and a flannel and removing her halo of leaves, the forest guardian prepared to leave her refuge immediately. She was ashamed and confused, yet still possessed with dark desire for the Sith she left ensnared in the forest.
"It had to have been the Massassi Sapphire," Seshat said to herself, thinking back on her actions. Indeed, it had the power of the Sith, the most concentrated power ever. She couldn't be immune to it forever, surely. Her time was almost up, Seshat could feel it. Either she made her way to Elliott, or it would be too late. She could already sense her hold on the Sith weakening.
Seshat tied her boots tightly around her ankles and stuffed a few necessities in her backpack: a change of clothes, identification, a compass, her protection mirror, her pentacle, some granola and water, the Botanists' map, and money ~ $800.00 for travel expenses. California was a distance from the forests of British Columbia. Clasping her Triskelion pendant around her neck, Seshat returned to the trap door and retrieved the Massassi Sapphire.
Touching it brought all manner of erotic visions to her mind and she was tempted to return to the forest to tease the Sith animal some more. No! Dawn would be here soon and Seshat had to be on her way before it was too late to run. The guardian placed the jewel in a tin container, marked with sigils of protection, and threw it into her backpack. Looking back at her humble home of almost 18 years from the doorway, Seshat blinked back tears and ran out into the world, still cowled in darkness.
She was three miles away from her cabin when the sun began to peak over the horizon. Relief permeated her heart, but only for a moment. The Earthmagick barrier Seshat had placed around the Sith Lord had weakened and dissipated. Seshat suddenly felt his power surge and knew that he was free and that he would be coming for her.
Seshat began to run.
Being akin to the forest for so long, her steps were precise and light, carrying Seshat swiftly along without even a snag or fall. She tried to control her fear at feeling the Sith leap up from the forest floor and call out to her and the jewel she carried. If Seshat succumbed to her fear, she would be damned. With all her Will, Seshat tapped into the Botanist's peace to keep her focused on her flight.
Maul had felt the bonds loosen and gently fade from his body. He lost no time shedding himself of the ropes, rising with the sun, bright with power. The Sith Lord crouched, naked in the forest, testing his stiff muscles one by one. He rolled his horn-crowned head from one side to the other, loosening up the joints and tendons, and he rocked back and forth on his heels like a panther ready to pounce. Yes, it was good to be free of the trap. The liberation was sweet. Sweeter still was the vengeance Maul would have on his lovely captor, who was running as though her life were dependent upon eluding his attention even as he stretched languidly. Wise girl, that one.
Lord Maul looked about for his Sith tunic and robes, finding them buried underneath a mound of oak leaves along with his boots. He brushed them off as best he could and calmly dressed. The influence of the Sapphire was far away, giving the Sith Lord back his faculties. It was good, because his loins had settled sore and were tender to the touch. Maul didn't think he could take much more stimulation and he never thought he would admit such a thing to himself, having ravished so many in his day, oftentimes for the pleasure of his voyeuristic and sexually deviant Master. No wonder the Massassi were mad, Maul thought to himself. If the jewel affected them so, its power unchecked, many no doubt died from the madness of desire.
Picking up his controller, he keyed in the command for the probes to return immediately to his Infiltrator. And, as he began the journey back to the ship himself, Maul raised his hand as an afterthought, retrieving his lightsabre from the nearby bushes, hooking it to his belt.
Maul strode purposefully through the forest, revenge and retrieval on his mind. Sparks crackled at his feet from the power of the Force he was holding merely as an outlet for his anger. Tiny fires were left in his wake, but Maul cared not if the entire land burned behind him, so consumed was he with his Will to power.
Sending out a thread of the Force to keep connected with the forest woman, Maul sensed that she had picked up her pace and had reached a roadway. Coming upon his Infiltrator, Maul entered its red interior to prepare for the chase.
He readied his ground transport, fortifying it with various weapons and poisons in case the Sith Lord found himself at a disadvantage. Not likely...not again...He thought to himself, rather shamed that he'd fallen into a trap in the first place. After pulling the transport out of the ship, Maul proceeded to bring the glamour over himself. Not even Sidious could do this, nor did Maul's Master know that Maul was capable of it.
Sitting lotus in the quiet of the forest, dots of fire from his steps still crackling here and there, Maul closed his eyes and allowed the Force to "change" him. He would be able to walk among the primitives of this planet and all they would see would be a human male, dressed in black. Indeed, they would avoid him instinctively. The fear would keep them at bay. But they would not see his horns or tribal tattoos, if they chose to see him at all. The only one who would be able to see Maul in his true form would be Seshat. And that's what Maul wanted. He planned on haunting her to the point of her having a breakdown. She was already close to that now, carrying the burden of the Massassi Sapphire. Oh, how she would pay....
Maul leapt upon his transport and headed in the direction of the jewel's call.
MASSASSI SAPPHIRE
Flight
I hear her voice calling my name. The sound is deep in the dark. I hear her voice and start to run into the trees, into the trees ~~The Cure "A Forest"
Seshat trembled violently at the thought of what she had just done. How could she have behaved in such a manner? Shakily pulling on her jeans and a flannel and removing her halo of leaves, the forest guardian prepared to leave her refuge immediately. She was ashamed and confused, yet still possessed with dark desire for the Sith she left ensnared in the forest.
"It had to have been the Massassi Sapphire," Seshat said to herself, thinking back on her actions. Indeed, it had the power of the Sith, the most concentrated power ever. She couldn't be immune to it forever, surely. Her time was almost up, Seshat could feel it. Either she made her way to Elliott, or it would be too late. She could already sense her hold on the Sith weakening.
Seshat tied her boots tightly around her ankles and stuffed a few necessities in her backpack: a change of clothes, identification, a compass, her protection mirror, her pentacle, some granola and water, the Botanists' map, and money ~ $800.00 for travel expenses. California was a distance from the forests of British Columbia. Clasping her Triskelion pendant around her neck, Seshat returned to the trap door and retrieved the Massassi Sapphire.
Touching it brought all manner of erotic visions to her mind and she was tempted to return to the forest to tease the Sith animal some more. No! Dawn would be here soon and Seshat had to be on her way before it was too late to run. The guardian placed the jewel in a tin container, marked with sigils of protection, and threw it into her backpack. Looking back at her humble home of almost 18 years from the doorway, Seshat blinked back tears and ran out into the world, still cowled in darkness.
She was three miles away from her cabin when the sun began to peak over the horizon. Relief permeated her heart, but only for a moment. The Earthmagick barrier Seshat had placed around the Sith Lord had weakened and dissipated. Seshat suddenly felt his power surge and knew that he was free and that he would be coming for her.
Seshat began to run.
Being akin to the forest for so long, her steps were precise and light, carrying Seshat swiftly along without even a snag or fall. She tried to control her fear at feeling the Sith leap up from the forest floor and call out to her and the jewel she carried. If Seshat succumbed to her fear, she would be damned. With all her Will, Seshat tapped into the Botanist's peace to keep her focused on her flight.
Maul had felt the bonds loosen and gently fade from his body. He lost no time shedding himself of the ropes, rising with the sun, bright with power. The Sith Lord crouched, naked in the forest, testing his stiff muscles one by one. He rolled his horn-crowned head from one side to the other, loosening up the joints and tendons, and he rocked back and forth on his heels like a panther ready to pounce. Yes, it was good to be free of the trap. The liberation was sweet. Sweeter still was the vengeance Maul would have on his lovely captor, who was running as though her life were dependent upon eluding his attention even as he stretched languidly. Wise girl, that one.
Lord Maul looked about for his Sith tunic and robes, finding them buried underneath a mound of oak leaves along with his boots. He brushed them off as best he could and calmly dressed. The influence of the Sapphire was far away, giving the Sith Lord back his faculties. It was good, because his loins had settled sore and were tender to the touch. Maul didn't think he could take much more stimulation and he never thought he would admit such a thing to himself, having ravished so many in his day, oftentimes for the pleasure of his voyeuristic and sexually deviant Master. No wonder the Massassi were mad, Maul thought to himself. If the jewel affected them so, its power unchecked, many no doubt died from the madness of desire.
Picking up his controller, he keyed in the command for the probes to return immediately to his Infiltrator. And, as he began the journey back to the ship himself, Maul raised his hand as an afterthought, retrieving his lightsabre from the nearby bushes, hooking it to his belt.
Maul strode purposefully through the forest, revenge and retrieval on his mind. Sparks crackled at his feet from the power of the Force he was holding merely as an outlet for his anger. Tiny fires were left in his wake, but Maul cared not if the entire land burned behind him, so consumed was he with his Will to power.
Sending out a thread of the Force to keep connected with the forest woman, Maul sensed that she had picked up her pace and had reached a roadway. Coming upon his Infiltrator, Maul entered its red interior to prepare for the chase.
He readied his ground transport, fortifying it with various weapons and poisons in case the Sith Lord found himself at a disadvantage. Not likely...not again...He thought to himself, rather shamed that he'd fallen into a trap in the first place. After pulling the transport out of the ship, Maul proceeded to bring the glamour over himself. Not even Sidious could do this, nor did Maul's Master know that Maul was capable of it.
Sitting lotus in the quiet of the forest, dots of fire from his steps still crackling here and there, Maul closed his eyes and allowed the Force to "change" him. He would be able to walk among the primitives of this planet and all they would see would be a human male, dressed in black. Indeed, they would avoid him instinctively. The fear would keep them at bay. But they would not see his horns or tribal tattoos, if they chose to see him at all. The only one who would be able to see Maul in his true form would be Seshat. And that's what Maul wanted. He planned on haunting her to the point of her having a breakdown. She was already close to that now, carrying the burden of the Massassi Sapphire. Oh, how she would pay....
Maul leapt upon his transport and headed in the direction of the jewel's call.
