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Sabine looked around the Eye of Sion, the walls were marble white with gold sprouting around the support beams. She winced at the bright lights surrounding the inside of the ship, all of the colours were to bright. Although the woman couldn’t look into further detail for the reason that the Sith apprentice’s hands tightened around her wrists. It wasn’t that uncomfortable of a feeling, she felt somewhat grounded that someone was touching her. It was almost like hand holding, not that Sabine had done much of that in her life
Her mother never tolerated such ‘childish’ behaviour from young Sabine, she had to be trained to be independent and mature. She had to be perfect in every way, no flaw to be seen. Sabine remembered how her older brother would tease her about being ‘The golden child’ , but she was far from that. She would always put on a figurative mask, hiding her emotions from all to see
Her helmet protected her from all sorts of damage, blaster bolts, fractions, slashes etc..but the most important was to hide her negative feelings from her Clan but most importantly her mother. Ursa Wren was a formidable leader and a strategist, however not so much with being a mother
”Sabine.” -Baylan spoke, Sabine was broke out of her somewhat trance like state. Her gaze fell apon the Sith then to Morgan, then back to him. She muttered a what, though that agitated Morgan to where she looked into the Mando’s eyes and asked “Why is Ahsoka’s failure of a padawan here ?”
Guilt flooded the padawan, she was a failure. Ahsoka trusted her to destroy the ball if something were to happen and she didn’t. She did absolutely nothing. Ursa was right, she would never amount to anything.
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It seemed that the Mandolorian couldn’t be bothered to listen to the important conversation right now, as Shin took a closer look at the prisoner she realised that she had simply spaced out. ‘What are you thinking, rebel ?’ She thought to herself
Her Master and Morgan were discussing why the Mando was on board, Shin was wondering the same thing. ‘Why is it that we let her on board, when she will provide us with nothing except be another mouth to feed and a room to fill. She is simply a nuisance.’
“I will keep my word, we are all going to Peridea. She gave me the map, so I spared her.” -Baylan explained with a calm tone “Eliminate her, she is nothing but a nuisance.” -the witch argued, Shin felt herself smirk at the agreement between her and the woman
“My apprentice will take her in, keep an eye on her. Instead of me training Shin I can get the girl to train against her. She seems to enjoy the fight between them. The padawan is also an explosive expert and a Technician, meaning she could help us in multiple ways. If she doesn’t comply then you can deal with her your own way.” -he suggested
The witch looked annoyed but overall agreed, ‘What does he mean I enjoy the fight between us ?! The first time I duelled the Padawan I won easily, earning a mark on the Mandolorian. I..did enjoy looking at her fall to her knees. Gasping beneath me, eyes watering- what. Damn it.’
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“Apprentice, take her to your chambers. She will be staying with you. We don’t have any spare rooms or cells onboard.” -the man instructed “W-what ?! Where is she to sleep ?” -The bleached haired woman protested “That’s for you to decide, now go” -he demanded
The taller girl grumbled but never less, didn’t argue further. She tugged on Sabine’s wrist once again, signalling to follow her. The Rebel complied, walking stiffly to the Apprentices..room ? ‘I’m going to be in her room. Her room. Where she sleeps, drinks, eats and- other stuff-‘ -she felt a blush creep up her neck at thinking of Shin in the refresher
They arrived at the room, it wasn’t small nor large. Ruffly about 120 square feet, she could she that the colour was a black dusty sort like. ‘What a surprise’ Her bed was touching the wall on the right, a double. A desk and lamp, including a chair underneath said desk. It was positioned on the wall opposite where the end of the bed was facing. The shower was a walk in on the left, then there were drawers that were rectangular holes in the wall on the left of her bed
Every shade possible of grey was in this room, minus her rug that was in the middle of the room and bedsheets that were more to a ghastly white than grey. The odd thing about her lamp was that the light wasn’t gold, it was red. ‘Such a Sith thing to do’ she rolled her eyes internally
Sensing that she was judging her Sith ways of decorating the apprentice shoved her more into the room. Luckily she managed to catch herself before face planting to the bedroom floor. ‘That would of been embarrassing..’ she cringed
“So..where am I sleeping.. ?” “Also am I getting changed-“ she was cut off by Shin shoving her into the mattress. “Hey what w-“ -Sabine was again cut off by Shin towering over her. “Stop asking questions.” -she growled, doing so she pinned the Rebel onto the bed, said rebels hands grasped by Shin’s hands above her head. Shin’s knees were now on the bed, one knee slotted loosely between the shorter girls legs and the left next to Sabine’s right leg
‘Oh my kriff. Wh- why- what is happening !’ -Sabine’s inner thoughts we’re going off
“Good, that got you to shut up. Now, since there’s only one bed. You will be sleeping with me.” She took a breath “The armour that you are wearing is not suitable for being my prisoner, so I will strip you down to your jumpsuit. If that is what you are wearing under neath there ?” -she smirked
Red rose up her neck, her skin blossomed with the colour. “Eh- e-“ -the woman underneath her stuttered furiously “Wren. I need a verbal answer” -she stated “Yes- yeah. I am.”
Shin’s eyes lit up in thrill, knowing how much she can bend the women underneath her to her will was exciting. Maybe it wasn’t so bad to have another mouth to feed, perhaps Wren wasn’t that much of a burden to have on board. “I am going to have a great deal of fun with you Mando.” -she leaned in to Wren’s ear “Wether that’s winning against you constantly or pinning you down in one way or another”