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A Lone figure danced across the ancient stones of the people's abandoned shrine, reclaimed as her home, her violet blade weaving deadly and sinuously beautiful arcs of light. Long supple legs, definition deceivingly light, brought the woman into a deep lunge and flowed into rising diagnol slash behind her as she regained her footing and pose.

There were subtle hints of joy in her lethal dance, a serene sort of happiness that colored her movements and tinged her sharply lovely features. In this dance thoughts surfaced, thoughts that could have been cause for tears or anger but didn't, for one reason alone...

Monster! Keep her away from our children!

She's a demon! Look at that tail! Those horns! She has fangs!

I'm sorry, but the dark side is just to strong with you, though it doesn't taint you, it... hovers around you, like a cloak of something... vile. To train you any further in the force could cause both you, and countless others much harm.

But these things didn't crush her, she felt anger, sadness, but not loneliness. She always had a reminder of warmth.

The physical reminders of that warmth colored the plasma blade of her self built lightsaber, the rest of the crystal dangled on a gold chain and swayed between her breasts.

But they weren't the reason she hadn't fallen to that cloak of darkness, they weren't the reason she could be strong...

"Your makashi is good, getting better! Seems like you slip in some Shien. Just becareful of your footing and those power swings, I've seen more brute strength on protocol droids."

She stopped and whirled around, controlling the grin that threatened to over take her, the result was a crooked half smile.

Luminous emerald eyes felt on the red headed human male who stood at the entrance to her sanctum. His own grin crooked and a little boyish, his tone jesting at the end.

"Come to pay me a visit Rav?" her accent was thick and husky, naturally rolling her r's. "On your special day?"

"Of course, but before the ceremony, a little fun." he drew his weapon, a snap hiss and a sliver of green light shot forth from the hilt. "Show me what you've learned Phaedra."

She smiled and retook her stance, saluted, and lunged...

He was her reason.
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Story just kinda came to me, I apologize for it being rather raw, as I just typed it into the DA description box off the cuff.

SO! Continuing my Star Wars theme, and dealing with my love of pirate babes, we have Phaedra. After I made her I decided I wanted her to be mostly human looking, but somewhat alien. Thus the horns and tail, the glowing eyes, long pointed ears and the fangs. She has a belly piercing that's hard to see here and I mean to get her more ear piercings, probably a nipple piercing too. More of why she has this style to come later. I had fun with her, and consider her one of my favorite hot babes, so I decided to make some nudes of her to show off Not story related! (at the moment)

Story segment continues here: [link]

Description
A Lone figure danced across the ancient stones of the people's abandoned shrine, reclaimed as her home, her violet blade weaving deadly and sinuously beautiful arcs of light. Long supple legs, definition deceivingly light, brought the woman into a deep lunge and flowed into rising diagnol slash behind her as she regained her footing and pose.

There were subtle hints of joy in her lethal dance, a serene sort of happiness that colored her movements and tinged her sharply lovely features. In this dance thoughts surfaced, thoughts that could have been cause for tears or anger but didn't, for one reason alone...

Monster! Keep her away from our children!

She's a demon! Look at that tail! Those horns! She has fangs!

I'm sorry, but the dark side is just to strong with you, though it doesn't taint you, it... hovers around you, like a cloak of something... vile. To train you any further in the force could cause both you, and countless others much harm.

But these things didn't crush her, she felt anger, sadness, but not loneliness. She always had a reminder of warmth.

The physical reminders of that warmth colored the plasma blade of her self built lightsaber, the rest of the crystal dangled on a gold chain and swayed between her breasts.

But they weren't the reason she hadn't fallen to that cloak of darkness, they weren't the reason she could be strong...

"Your makashi is good, getting better! Seems like you slip in some Shien. Just becareful of your footing and those power swings, I've seen more brute strength on protocol droids."

She stopped and whirled around, controlling the grin that threatened to over take her, the result was a crooked half smile.

Luminous emerald eyes felt on the red headed human male who stood at the entrance to her sanctum. His own grin crooked and a little boyish, his tone jesting at the end.

"Come to pay me a visit Rav?" her accent was thick and husky, naturally rolling her r's. "On your special day?"

"Of course, but before the ceremony, a little fun." he drew his weapon, a snap hiss and a sliver of green light shot forth from the hilt. "Show me what you've learned Phaedra."

She smiled and retook her stance, saluted, and lunged...

He was her reason.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Story just kinda came to me, I apologize for it being rather raw, as I just typed it into the DA description box off the cuff.

SO! Continuing my Star Wars theme, and dealing with my love of pirate babes, we have Phaedra. After I made her I decided I wanted her to be mostly human looking, but somewhat alien. Thus the horns and tail, the glowing eyes, long pointed ears and the fangs. She has a belly piercing that's hard to see here and I mean to get her more ear piercings, probably a nipple piercing too. More of why she has this style to come later. I had fun with her, and consider her one of my favorite hot babes, so I decided to make some nudes of her to show off Not story related! (at the moment)

Story segment continues here: [link]