He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn of all creation;  for in him all things in heaven and on earth were created, things visible and invisible, whether thrones or dominions or rulers or powers—all things have been created through him and for him. He himself is before all things, and in him all things hold together. He is the head of the body, the church; he is the beginning, the firstborn from the dead, so that he might come to have first place in everything. For in him all the fullness of God was pleased to dwell, and through him God was pleased to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, by making peace through the blood of his cross.

Lord Cytharat Romance Chapter 8

Lord Cytharat kissed me. I felt his skin against mine as I slept. It was the most blissful sleep I have had in years. Of course, like with many good things in life, it ended too soon. Cytharat left before I woke up, stating he had to practice his saber techniques before we could join Katha Niar on the gravity hook. Of course, I understood. After all, time is short and we need to get the isotope-5 while the civil war on Makeb has given us an opening.

I enter the gravity hook and prepare for the briefing. Lord Cytharat was there. He says, “Greetings Crim; Katha will be here soon, as she’s gathering information on our intervention yesterday.”

I replied, “Excellent. Is the in fighting creating the distraction we needed?”

Cytharat explained, “I believe it is for the most part; however, we will face foes when we head into the mines.”

I shrugged at Cytharat. “That is expected,” before continuing, “as the Hutts still need some protection for the isotope-5.”

Cytharat nodded, “I hope it will be just a skeleton force. Personally, I am ready to end this mission and move on from this planet.”

I smirked at the man, “As do I. After all, the nexus cantina on Kaas misses me slightly. Would you like to join me when I do go?”

Cytharat smiles and says, “It would be an honor.” Continue reading

Lord Cytharat Romance Chapter 7

I laid in my bed on the Phantom. Tomorrow was the big day: infiltrate the hideout, steal isotope-5, and save the Empire. Then the team and I will… Go our separate ways? Go on to do more missions for the Empire? If that meant being with Cytharat more…

After we got back, Katha Niar talked all of our ears off. I paid attention of course, as she is quite the lady in terms of doing her job. My eyes glanced at Cytharat on occasion. Although he stood stoically, he never once looked at me. Unfortunately he walked away before we could talk again… Said he had to mediate before tomorrow. Hopefully that wasn’t what he dubbed trying to avoid me.

I sighed and allowed myself drift off to sleep. I then was awoken a bit suddenly by a knock at the door. I said, “What the… HK-51, this had better be good, ” with a yawn.

A muffled voice said, “Commander… I mean Crimsèn?”

Since I didn’t recognize the voice at first, I instinctively reached for the blaster I keep with me. I said, “Yes, who is this? I’m not the most decent… ”

“Neither am I,” the voice replied, “But I’m sure you wouldn’t be against being indecent in front of me. ”

I was in shock. I replied shyly, “Cytharat??”

The voice replied, “Yes… May i enter? Would you prefer to remain alone?”

“No,” I replied quickly, “please, come in! ”

I reached over to turn on the light and I tried to pull the covers up around me, as my underwear is small.

Cytharat came in with a simple robe, that he slowly slid off to show well muscled male wearing grey boxers underneath. I blinked at the sight and said without thinking, “You’re beautiful. But I’m not sure… What do you want?”

Cytharat smiled shyly as he crawled into bed next to me. He looked at me and said, “You’re beautiful as well… I’m not sure what I wanted coming here besides your company.”

I smiled before turning the lights off and pulling him against my chest. “You’re more than welcome to come over. But so soon?”

Cytharat nodded. “Yes,” he said, “I must admit I was hesitant… being alone can be hollow.”

I sighed with relief- I’m not the only one nervous! I laid us both down. “I’m… Shit… I don’t know what to say now… ”

Cytharat interjected: “No need for many words when just a few will do.”

“But I’m a Cipher,” I said with a sigh, “talking should be one my strongest points.”

“I thought you were good at hunting for something… Or someone and making them yours?”

Was that an observation or was he talking about my pursuit of him? Have I caught him? I couldn’t be sure as hunting is a trait of my people. How about I focus on him, and slowing my breathing, instead? In doing so, I notice things more: my happiness at having him against me, my nervousness about tomorrow…

Cytharat spoke, “You’re meditating Crimsèn.”

I replied, “I am?”

He nodded and said, “Though it will strengthen you more if you focused on more intense emotions such as anger, passion. Surely there must be something… ”

I blurted without thinking, “I’m falling in love with you. I can focus on that.”

Cytharat nods as he leans in closer. “Yes, you can focus on that. ”

“Though I’d rather focus on you…”

I got cut off because it was then he kissed me. My eyes slowly slid shut. I pressed back gently, and pulled him against me.

He pulled away and said, “Now, you can focus on both.”

I whispered, “That is cruel,” I said, “but it does help and I can feel myself becoming empowered. I lightly kissed his forehead as we continued to meditate together.

Eventually he said, “We have been at this for a few hours. Good… Tomorrow we shall be able to face anything. Hold onto it and I’ll have more for you tomorrow.”

I nodded simply as he laid his down and fell asleep.

I fell asleep eventaully, but not before my mind settled a bit. Cytharat came, and he sought me out! He fell asleep in my arms! His lips, oh those beautiful lips against my own… I fell asleep eventually, eager for what tomorrow would bring.

A Poem: Why Should I Obey You?

“Do as I say
Not as I do
For I am the one
Who Lords over you”

Yet this that you say, Do you actually believe?
What do you do in the shadows?
What do you do when no one sees?
Do you walk road that is wider, than narrow?

Fornication is a sin
No premarital sex for a Christian
Why are you pregnant now?
Your wedding hasn’t happened Continue reading

Reflections of Cipher 8 Entry 4

All the reports are in: Using force lightening is fun! I met up with Stryks and he lead me on a “dream walk”. He entered my mind and we walked through my dream together. It’s how he discovered what the cause was and how I could stop having them but still retain the emotions from them.

The dream… The dream where my father’s hand takes away all my loved ones, saving Keshiri for last. Keshiri… So powerful, beautiful, and the apple of my eye yanked from me by a man who’s hell bent on ruining my life from beyond the grave. Darth Gian Stryks explained to me that my father inserted (?) a part of himself into me and that continues to haunt me. If I didn’t do something soon, he would ruin everything I’ve worked to built, and destroy all I’ve grown to love.

To that end, I decided to take on a second master and learn Stryks’ dream walk technique. It is where he can make himself a part of a dream and it can lead me back to the source. I chose to go on this path because I want to use this technique to help the people I’ve grown to love and cherish. Maybe I can teach Keshiri this so if one of us is haunted by dreams, we can band together.

Now part of learning is this is being able to use force lightening to power a speeder for an hour. I’ve been working on this all week throughout the day. Once in the morning as soon as I wake up and my hatred and anger over the dream is still fresh in my mind. That’s when my saber techniques and force lightening reaches its peak. Although it wanes come evening, I’ve still managed to retain most of my anger and hate, so it doesn’t wane that much and the speeder is still powered for an hour.

Before I meet Darth Stryks again… I think it’s time I told Keshiri about this. I know I should’ve done so right away but that’s the joys of our line of work: Busy, busy, busy… and why didn’t I tell him on Dromund Kaas? Ah yes, Aylen was in need of assistance and the Marcus thing… Well, I already have my explanation for that and hopefully he won’t be too cross with me about it.

Reflections of Cipher 8 Entries 2-3

Entry 2- Nightmares!

I had a nightmare! Keshiri and I got back from Nar Shaddaa… I said my good night. And I jolted out of bed in the middle of it because of a nightmare. I don’t get it- my parents are dead because I killed them. So why am I being haunted with them yanking my loved ones away… First it’s Noxturna, then Xovota, then my new friends Foha and Silooni… and lastly it’s Keshiri. He usually suffers the worst of deaths.

Not the first time this has happened. It happened last night too and the night before that. I thought if I showed off Keshiri enough on NS, maybe it would go away. Not so much… I tried chatting with Darth Decimus. His advice was for me to channel my anger and hatred from the dreams into battles and perhaps it’ll help me sleep better. I tried that immediately after and it only made my nightmares worse.

I don’t know if Keshiri is aware of them. He always seems to be rested and rejuvenated every morning. Perhaps over our- force bond is it?- connection he can’t tell if I’m having nightmares. Or perhaps he can and he’s just waiting for me to tell him. I am shaking my head right now- They’re just dreams. Perhaps they’ll disappear when my parents’ estate is my own and we make my memories of abuse melt away when we give ourselves to each other fully and then some?

Either way, these won’t bring me down aside from overtly showing him off and killing who dares to try and take him away… Oh, I do hope Xovota doesn’t ask me about them. Cause then she might end up telling him because if she as

Entry 3- Philosophy of Dreams

Since I can’t come out and say to anyone, not even my dear Sith Master, who only seems to ensure that I collect my debts from people who owe me dances and I care about being a more proper Sith in public, that I am having trouble with nightmares I will find the information myself. After all, Sith are supposed to be independent. An independence I have no problem taking advantage of. Hence why I managed to dig and find a variety of texts on dreaming from across the force spectrum.

You know, force users have interpreted dreams in many ways over the years. Jedi and Sith alike have seen dreams as visions of the future, reflections of the past and even themselves… In some ways, I like the way Jedi look for meaning in dreams. In fact, digging up in intelligence’s archives some of the books the Empire confiscated for no reason, the Jedi do borrow a bit of their understanding of dreams from both psychology and their spirituality.

Yes, I am looking up Jedi books. Why? Because I like having a well rounded education. I know my dreams are sort of a reflection of the past. I dream about the abuse I suffered under my parents hands and I am forced to reflect on it. So I did during my meditation. This is where I was able to combine my studies with the Sith understanding of dreams. While I’ve noticed the Sith don’t really write about dreams, I know the teach more about harnessing those strong emotions from dreams. Some of them, such as Darth Traya, wrote about how people use a poison in order to understand it. And others show how to turn an enemy into an ally, and a disease, mental or physical, into a weapon.

From my meditation, I realized simply killing my parents did not fully break their hold on me. My dreams show that, and my strong reaction when I see abuse and bullying prove that… Not to mention, I was ready to march over and kill Lord Morcant for daring to think he could mistreat Aylen… as well rather face torture and reprimands than let Sith apprentices have their fun with say a humble elder on the streets of Kaas City. Such strong emotions… and they all emanate from me and my hatred for my parents and anger over what they did to me. There is power in that just like there is power in my love for Keshiri, my attachements to my allies, and desire for vengeance against the Republic for driving my people from OUR home when we weren’t a threat anymore. Sorry Jedi, but I can’t repress and suppress those. They are a part of what makes me me, and they give me power… power to change things and become a powerful warrior.

I took my findings to Darth Decimus. He was pissed I went to Jedi stuff. He probably let Keshiri know… and he tried to punish me. But I was ready for him! His force powers tried to control me and give me pain but I channeled the anger and hatred I felt against abusers and it fueled my shields. And I sent a force wave that pushed him back! I thought my eyes glowed during our battle… I made the glass crack in Keshiri’s museum. He was pleased with it and said he would inform his old apprentice of my progress. That’s right, Darth Decimus… I ain’t taking that kind of shit from some dead guy!

He then asked why anything from the Jedi, especially when I clearly used Sith stuff to fight against him. I said it’s because a warrior keeps his enemies closer to him than he does his friends, AND a true philosopher is not afraid of philosophies he disagrees with. Besides, me sort of imitating the Jedi’s abilities to reflect on things, I was able to connect my nightmares to the philosophies of those like Darth Traya and Darth Sion. I will use my nightmares in order to understand them and turn them into a weapon… Hence why I do my saber stuff as soon as wake up after one instead of later in the day when the dream fragments have disappeared for the most part.

I’m faster, stronger, and I think I’m progressing… But I won’t know that for sure until Keshiri and I have a chance to actually train together in awhile. In fact, aside from cantina on Dromund Kaas, he’s been rather busy… But that’s the joys of the military. And it’s also the joys of the whole dancing thing. I know… I’m a big flirt, especially around straight guys because they’re fun to troll sometimes with my flirting! And I guess that’s what I was taught to do… It’s amazing what flirting, and a nice night on the town will do to a person. In fact, they like to tell me everything afterwards! Oh intelligence… Anyway, the people I flirt with like that never come back because they’re not supposed to. Either they get away from the gay guy, or they end up dead because they used up their purpose as far as I’m concerned. But Marcus didn’t… He’ll be a good ally I think. He understands and is a different kind of force user that doesn’t follow the crowd… Just like I am in many ways. Though I owe Keshiri for that… I will be careful to only be flirty with him, or something or other… Perhaps another nice dinner? Or wait for him to seek me out?

Perhaps I’ll keep plugging away and wait for him to seek me out… For now, I have a contact to meet: Darth Gian Stryks. Noxturna gave it to me. He knows a lot about the spiritual nature of the force. Perhaps he can help me harness my dreams.