|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Lord Cytharat Romance Chapter 6Lord Cytharat and I headed back to the gravity hook to meet Katha Niar. He and I discussed briefly how I was able to aid the leaders of the people towards resisting the Hutt Mercenaries. While victory may not be won today, I am glad I was able to give them a fighting chance.
It also gave my another chance to show off for Cytharat. He seemed impressed at my battle tactics. I also like to think he was happy to get off that boring gravity hook and spend more time with me. Would it surprise you to learn I couldn't help but glance at him a few times during my meeting with Makeb's civilian leaders? I think he too was glancing at me!
As we walked, Lord Cytharat changed the subject abruptly: "Did intelligence give you room to have many relationships?"
I stopped at the question and turned to the Sith Lord. I said, "Oh, uh... why do you ask?"
Cytharat replied, "I am curious. It is not everyday I am drawn to someone."
I nodded and then was silent. In intelligence, bonding with people
Lord Cytharat Romance Chapter 5I’m beginning to think I shouldn’t mix romance and business together anymore. Here I am, on Makeb, getting ready to blow up tanks and route mercenaries and all I can think about it is another date with Cytharat. It’s amazing how this man has captured my attention so quickly. Very few of my past relationships have been able to do that.
Cytharat said he wanted to see me again, of course, but it had to be one with little chance of interruption. Something tells me only secured isotope-5 will free both of our schedules…
I’ve been going over possibilities this night. I love doing work at night time, as it removes my chances of being seen. It’s so funny being perched on a cliff and raining fire down on those unsuspecting mercs! They’re all looking around thinking What the fuck… and then one-by-one they die at my hand.
Of course in the middle of my shootings I ask a fundamental question: Why am I blowing up these tanks instead of perhaps
Lord Cytharat Romance Chapter 4: A Date Cut ShortHK-51 spoke, "Statement: Master, are you growing ill? You've looked at your reflection 5 times in a matter of minutes!"
I turned around with a small blush. "Can you blame me, HK," I replied, "It's not everyday I have a date."
HK-51 replied, "Affirmation: Indeed. In fact, it's been about a year since the last time remotely attempted a romantic evening with someone."
I face palmed at that. While it is true, this is going to be my first date in many months, my own assassin droid DOESN'T have to rub it in. "Thanks for the recap, HK," I said as I headed off the ship, "You take care of the Phantom while I'm gone."
I strolled off my ship onto the space port. There Cytharat was awaiting me. He bowed before me in greeting. Yes, I said bow! He spoke, "Crimsèn, I'm glad you hadn't forgotten our meeting."
I had to bite back a chuckle. I replied, "Now why would I forget to meet a handsome pure blood such as yourself?"
I noticed Cytharat started to blush a bit at my response. He then cleared
Lord Cytharat Romance Chapter 3Not going to lie- Makeb is a beautiful planet. I can understand why the Hutt Cartel parked themselves here. I would too if I had the resources. I’d set up my own resort… It’d be a resort for the gay people in the galaxy. Lesbians would have their own bars, with female dancers, men like me would have their own bars with dancers. It’d be perfect. And no, let me stop you right there, I’m not a raving homosexual!. I just like thinking about how to make the galaxy more accessible to those who society deems not acceptable. And if I was raving, Cytharat would be on my ship and in my bed already, while I’m shouting to hell with this crumbling Empire!
Why am I thinking about all this now as I’m dodging earthquakes and enemies? It’s how I keep nasty force users away. You know? The kind that show off via invading my mind. I must say my mind has never been invaded by such beings as intelligence training ensures it doesn’t and I pick up some tr
Lord Cytharat Romance Chapter 2I’m on Makeb, or rather above Makeb on one of the gravity hooks that I secured as this operations’ headquarters. Finally got to meet the new team- Katha Niar is the head of it all. She’s smart and knows her stuff- like Xovota, Cipher 10. I should connect her to Xovota sometime.
Then there is… the man I saw on the holonet while on Vaiken the other day! I cannot believe it- and yet here it is right before me. Perhaps fate is being nice to me for a change. His name is Lord Cytharat, and he’s more handsome in person. I wonder what he likes to do on dates… I hope to something that he is not straight, nor taken already.
It turns out he was on the holonet because he used to work for the idiot that caused trouble on Ilum. Darth Malgus discovered him on Korriban and took him under his wing. In a way he’s what I would’ve been if I hadn’t of done things differently. He now wants to make amends for his superior’s crimes.
Lord Cytharat Romance Chapter 1: New MissionThe Sith are idiots. That's it, they're just plain... idiots! Why does the Empire give them two credits worth of its time is above and beyond me. Why am I so upset?
I joined Imperial intelligence to guarantee I'd enjoy life mostly independently. I just simply do the work the Empire needs to get done that no one knows about. To that end, the Sith and I never talk. My company were fellow Ciphers, Watchers, and Keepers. That's it. Best of all, no moronic Sith butting in and telling us how to do our jobs. And that's how I liked it- serving the Empire without worrying about bullies, morons and fools.
This must be odd coming from a Sith Pureblood. After all, I'm a Sith in terms of genetics. Shouldn't I be one of the people I described? Most people guessed that the moment I walk in the room. Thankfully, the wonder didn't last very long. In fact, I rose to the title of Cipher 8 and became one of the Empire's most duplicit and mysterious double agents. How many visits to the Republic's side did
MaskShe wears a mask like it’s nothing.
Sometimes I forget it was made by demons.
I forget there’s a person living behind it.
Raspy Hill"I don't quite feel like myself."
I haven't for a while now.
My mind seems displaced,
Like it's wandered too far away.
"I've been having strange dreams lately."
Images of strange creatures dance in my sleep.
I don't know them but I know they are malicious.
What do they want?
"But now you're here and I'll make you feel right at home."
My saviour, my protector.
You'll guard me from this evil.
"Welcome to Raspy Hill."
This is my hell.
And you'll join me.
I'll make sure of it.
"Enjoy your stay."
Roses and barbed wireThe beauty of the roses
Right there for me to see
So colorful and vibrant
A sight to behold
But I can't get any closer
A fence surrounds them
Keeping them safe
Keeping me away
Away from their colors
Away from their scent
Trapped in this grey world of mine
Behind the barbed wire fence
Where Lover's Dream DarklyFor it is not a fable; — that which bleeds..
And her soul may whisper obsidian,
— But I am the sea of Darkness she craves
O’ long I hath bathed in these ravenous winds,
Watching shadows weep across river’s dreary
Upon nightscapes that plunder our souls —
A bouquet of crimson shall enchant thy lips;
Where slowly we fade into requiem
Drink me naked in the abyss of hungry wolves
Among demons and insanity, I thrust and fall
Ravaged, eons of lust spill from mine eyes,
And behold the Forests sing of murder!
In a sombre kiss, we shall undress the skies
Time will yield to the treasures of melancholy
I covet thee, unto this blood-filled Moon
O’ thou art beautiful decay upon my skin,
A ghostly visage dripping wanton & darkly ..
We are Lover’s haunting deaths lullaby;
Assassins brooding in a bewailing fairy-tale
She is mystic poison; & elixir immortale
Seek you me, in the mystique of necromancy
For I am the dream of Serpents fea
Sweet darknessDarkness, my dear
Darkness, my element
With your cold embrace
And keep me hidden
Hiden from the world
Hidden from my past
You are my ally
You are my friend
The only one I can trust
Vanquish the light
And cast your shadow
All over this world
the taste of your tongue
the warmth of your hand
the empty promises
the harm you've done
and i remember
to burn every trace
that remains with me.
Bibliophilia --C.To all the books I haven't read:
I have become your bookshelf
of dusted titles and busted spines
with arms that are full of fantasy
and romance and a head full
of memoirs I haven't written,
their lexicon curling my tongue
around five dollar word-plays
just behind the sheaf of my teeth.
With definitions straight to the point
and description airy and lofted
a dictionary defenestrates pages
that whirl into the night, petal
papers gliding like elegant
prose in a blank journal.
There is no table of contents
to map your way; follow the veins
ink leaves in the margins of my palms
because the books I've read tell me
if they give you ruled paper,
write the other way;
you are someone else's collage,
all the worn sad evidence of humanity,
stirred and sorted by a poet
because good books,
like bad people,
don't give up all their secrets at once.
Call of the Seabound Coasts
Call of the Seabound Coasts to Emily of New Moon Theme
The waves crash against the rocks
The sea moves with the tide
The white sand meets red cliffs
This is my home
My heart is in the sea
My eyes search for the rolling hills
My skin longs for the salty sea air
My lungs wish to take in the air of the harbour
As I look to the East
My heart calls for home
When I see red in the morning
I heed the sailor's warning
When I swim in the pool
I am at home in the water
When I see fish when I shop
I remember how fresh they used to taste
I miss the harbour and sea bound coast of Halifax
I yearn for the Sand Dunes of Cavendish and Stanhope
I am drawn to the dark and dreary mountains of Nova Scotia
I long for the red cliffs of Prince Edward Island
When can I come to you again?
When can I see you again?
Will you heave a sigh and wish for me, Nova Scotia
I will return to you again, my Island
Keep in Touch!
Endorell-Taelos is very well known within the community for her selfless giving and gracious community spirit. Since joining DeviantART over seven years ago, Alicia has continued to make a positive impact on many deviants. Her helpful and thoughtful approach was one of her finest attributes when serving as a Community Volunteer, and this has continued throughout the many contests which Alicia provides on a regular basis. As we approach our Birthday celebrations, we can't... Read More