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Re: Open Terrain
That's when he leaned forward.
rodder! Had she not made it clear to him? Did he realize he was taking advantage of this moment, knowing she could not fight him off or cry out in objection without compromising the ambush? How could he not? She pushed him away, but he drew her close and pressed his lips against hers. Her body temperature dropped like ice, her anger manifesting in the force. She concentrated on not responding to his advance in any way that might suggest she would enjoy such closeness.
Blessedly, it did not last long. The Trandoshans were upon them. When they dropped, Kyyx used her anger to fuel her strength. She glided onto the GS-100 with unnatural speed and agility. Her hand gripped the toothy muzzle of the first Trandoshan she reached, and jerked his head aside with such force that his neck snapped. Others, she did not bother to eliminate, merely levitating and throwing them with force speed into any hard surface she could see. When she reached the pilot, her hands gripped his tunic, and she lifted him bodily out of the vehicle. Blue lightning crackled around her fists. The lizard snapped at her with his maw.
She slammed his head onto the frame of the armored Raider with a sickening crack, then let him fall to the moist flora below. She was staring at the fallen lizard still when she was suddenly spun around, her cuffed hand lifted high, and was looking into twin periwinkle pools. This time, she recognized the intention behind that look, and she leaned back with a hiss before he took her mouth with his.
The heat was immediate. He changed the angle so that he could deepen the embrace, and she had no room to squirm free. Her treacherous body responded before her mind could, and she melted against him in a resentful sort of surrender. Chaos be damned, but no one had kissed her this way before. Bloody Jedi.
When he finally released her, she nearly doubled from the pain of it. They climbed into the GS-100, and as Bonmi took the controls of the Raider vehicle, the Chiss turned away from him, rubbing clean the streaks her tears had carved on her mud-caked face. With each obstacle their GS-100 crossed, Kyyx directed telekinesis to clear their path, but her eyes always remained closed in a meditative state. She was preserving her energy, saving her true power, the true terribleness of her abilities for the end battle. As they skimmed along the surf, the structures of the Trandoshan fortress rose into view.*