Who Wants to Live Forever?

[Adrian Lynd]

He walked briskly through the halls of the academy, his senses ready for anything, he had enemies here, but in general their fear of him kept them at bay. Few would dare to think of attacking him and even fewer would openly do it, all who had done so had died, swiftly and without much warning. It was true that Adrian was a force to be reckoned with in these walls, he had done his job and made a name for himself as being particularly brutal which had more than made up for the last name that he carried. When Sith spoke the name Lynd, the name Adrian came to mind, not the weakling Svo'k who had committed the most heinous crime of all and joined the Ji'dai. No. Svo'k was all but forgetten among Sith that mattered and Adrian was still young, but extremely respected amongst his peers, and even the the teachers.

His red eyes glowed as the retina scanner unlocked the door to his room and it opened with a quick whoosh. He stepped in and flipped the light but nothing happened. It was dark, he reached out and his red eyes narrowed as a knife flew into his right hand.....his breathing slowed and his anger built...

[Tia Alvera]

She had waited in the darkness for longer than she had planned to, gaining access to his quarters had been a chore, but this was a Sith Academy rule breaking was not only possible, it was encouraged. Students had to crawl their way to the top and make a name for themselves and she had done so quite successfully, but Adrian had always been more successful than her and she would be lying to herself if it didn't make her green with envy.

She dulled her aura and held her breath as she felt the Dark Force of nature bearing down on the room. She was silent as she stood there just out of sight as the door whooshed open. He flicked the light and she smirked when nothing happened, just as she planned. She saw the knife in her mind's eye, hers was already ready. She lunged at him and slashed at him, while her free arm grabbed his knife wielding hand and tried to slam it against the closed door...

[Adrian Lynd]

Kriffing knew it. He said to himself as he quickly leaned back and dodged the slash at his shoulder by millimeters, his knife wielding right hand was slammed against the door hard and another knife flew into his other hand and he brought his elbow directly into her face. His adrenaline intensified his focus...and he quickly brought the knife in his pinned hand down and stabbed her wrist with a little bit of aid from the the force....

[Tia Alvera]

He was so unbelievably fast. She winced as his elbow found her face and busted her lip open, the warm copper taste of blood hit her tongue and that wasn't all. Somehow, some kriffing how he had managed to move the knife in his pinned hand down and stab it into the back of her hand. She bit down on her bleeding lip and brought her knife down and towards his side but as she did she felt cold steel against her throat, immediately she stopped with the tip of her blade pressed against his side. She glared at him, her yellow eyes glowing fiercely.

"DRAW! We have each other!"

Her voice boomed ash she pushed her weight into him pinning him against the wall, the blade at her throat making a small cut and a small line of blood formed on the cold steel.

[Adrian Lynd]

As he had brought his knife to rest against her throat she never loosened her grip on his dominant hand even with the tip of the knife was buried in the back of her hand. He grinned as she spoke and motioned with his head and the light in the room flicked on. His grin widened as she pushed her weight into him against the door.

"You sure about that? I move my hand and you die."

He of course felt the tip of her blade pressed against his side, but he wasn't concerned.

"You move yours and I go to the infirmary to rest and recover...so who really wins?"

[Tia Alvera]

Her eyes narrowed to the point where they were barely visible. He was right, he was right and it was annoying as hell! He always won, because he was always better and it was so DAMN STUPID!!!

"You're a real kriffing ass you know that?!"

She dropped her knife and it fell to the floor with a metallic clang. She felt the tension fade and the pressure from the blade against her throat eased up a bit and she seized the opportunity and grabbed the arm and slammed it against the wall...

"NOW I have you!"

[Adrian Lynd]

The knife fell and it was over, or was it? She moved quickly, much quicker than she had before and in a moment his other hand was pinned against the wall. His eyes narrowed to slits, but a small grin formed on his face as he stared at her. He kicked half heartedly at her legs, but not with much force or effort.

"And?"

[Tia Alvera]

She felt the kicks and thrust her left leg into his right pinning it to the door as well. She noted his grin and smirked back at him...

"I don't know what to do with you now that I have you....wait....I think I have an idea..."

She leaned in closer and pressed her lips to hers and kissed him passionately, her grip on his wrists tightening as she pressed against him. He had been gone for far too long and she sincerely missed the slightly younger Sith whom she had grown more than a bit fond of. They had trained together for most of their lives and while six months younger and for a few years a class behind her because of weird rules about birth years and cutoffs he was had moved up into her class and had exceeded the skillset of everyone in it and taken quite a few of the other students to the grave. Was it the power or was it it just him that she loved? She wasn't sure that she knew, but she had been with him for a year now and while they had no rules about commitment she did picture herself at his side as husband and wife rulers of the galaxy one day...everyone had their dreams.

[Adrian Lynd]

He had looked into her eyes as she spoke, his grin sinister and at the same time a bit playful. Then in an instant her lips were pressed against his and they were kissing. This was turning out to be a pretty good day, for a moment he thought she had been an assassins out to kill him and he was in a fight for his life. That however was just a moment, he gently pulled the knife out of the back of her hand and let it fall to the floor, the one in his other hand fell to the floor as well. He felt the grip on his wrists tightening and while he certainly did not mind being pinned by her he pushed against it and brought her arms down and through his around her waist and pulled closer and he continued to kiss her for a moment before stopping and staring longingly into her eyes.

"I missed the hell out of you, you know?"