Thursday, September 10, 2009
Brazilian Wax And Warts The Last Remaining Light Part II, 19 -19
and extended his palm remained there longer than would have been considered necessary. Maybe, just maybe, the Force have mercy on Ely's heart hidden there, volveríaa beating. He perceived, and then I cry, of complete euphoria. A hand on his shoulder, pressing with the intention of comforting, he warned that it was time for final goodbyes. Expecting more would have been ridiculous. Milo turned briefly to check who had dared to rush was Aioria. Camus returned his view and sothat Milo woke after being taken to the clinic of the temple as a special exception but is no longer a Jedi, his eyes had been opened in front of his friends were not always recognizable and spirited turquoise.
His eyes seemed dark, hiding the tremendous gap that the loss of Camus had left him. And since then the young man had kept in an alarming state of silence for all.
That attitude was more difficult to understand especially for small Padawan that he remembered how his amiable friend.
The thin fingers of his Master entangledin her dark hair and comforted him back to a silent cry more prudent.
The long-haired boy finally decided to make some significant movement. He came and bowed slowly, looking lifeless lips touching Camus last time. But that only managed to be a cruel memory, the coldness, lack of response, the torment in the future for the sleepless nights that happen. I foresaw with certainty.
He retired crestfallen. I did not want to see the time fanning the flames and the body was consumed, conclusively alej &every second was safer not belong in the big bed rest.
At bedtime, the objects he carried in his belt and withdrew bothered him, leaving aside constantly touching, stroking in particular that was not theirs.
No one dared to object when Milo came over Camus's lightsaber. And even if it had been, he would not have heard. Remember experience was more bitter than sweet, but forget it as unfortunate that might happen. Holding was supposed dangerous, but letting go was a painful possibility that even co Miloertinencia of snarling stomach. Constant called the temple by his friends arrived daily, probably wondering how I was. He could not know for sure they said they never bothered to review. Nor paused to reflect that life does not show signs of concern to those so much. The Force signed pertenecíaa Milo was one that was off, distant and confused. Dark tainted.
And one day, leading the caretaker of the building to enter the department of Milo to foresee that it will never open, Alex and Nat came to visit unexpectedly, leading to mental healing Jouda with them. Pero only the nurse came to the boy's room, while the other two waited in the room. Milo
barely opened his eyes to recognize the scandalous presence had seen since the trio was at the door, and then turned around muttering something unintelligible. But Nat had more strength than his short stature could print, and had no trouble making up milestones to Milo and pushing it to the bathroom.
- "Child, when did not you bathe?! - Claimed a disgruntled pout whileTMLXC "Hurry to dress. The healer Jouda here ... - whispers about the boy's ear. His inflection was highlighting the importance of such a personality was, because it was the best-known healer of the Temple. Milo did not understand how they would have convinced her to take him home, but it definitely seemed like a waste of time.
- Do not need no mental healing! -
- Shh! The healer will talk to you as a personal favor to me. Although it was actually Alex's idea, so if you want to be angry with her-I ..-
grime glass pendant used and with which the fingers of his left hand fiddling fun.
-Must bring beautiful memories .- said capturing the attention of two turquoise eyes, that immediately upon hearing sought notice him. They looked expressionless and empty during the seconds it took Milo conclude a reply. Then sparkled with Melancholy were accompanied by a sad smile.
-memories themselves are beautiful ... -
"But I reaffirm the belief that your past was much better than your present. - Complemented perfectly the idea that Milo dud & Overhaulyou, to express, defeating the child with the audacity to interpret their feelings with so little discretion, and is the main cause of their discomfort, that man was too successful in his task.
"And nothing could be more dismal, right? - Continued to ignore the boy's frown, he sighed deeply and then tilted his head slightly while moving from side to side reluctantly denied.
"That's not ... -
" So do you feel? - And to his surprise, Milo sniffed not upset at her question, and evaded his gaze leaving the eyes. Just pesta &p, - shrugged and looked towards his knees, began to sway from side to side lightly bumping each other after each cycle.
- Have you thought? - Tried to start otherwise. Find another way to approach towards the cloister was the mind of Milo. Not because it was unreadable, it was very obvious what was consumed by grief, but it did not allow anything to break into it, did not let their suffering distilled Force.
had been too attached to the invading harmful feelings. But being part of what Camus had left him, he would not let go. As the beautiful memories, encapsulatedand have joined the Force. Rejoice for them, train yourself to get rid of your selfishness .- But Milo once again became deaf.
"I want you back. I talk to him. How I can do? - Walked to the edge of his chair, folded his hands and fiddled with his fingers forward. Her eyes were hopeful and penetrating the largest heavy sigh.
"Not even you listening. What you want would not be suitable for either. For starters, you should learn something Camus. And for what you should be ready .-
- Ready ?...- spat bitterly, clearlyl knew mental healing to take the wonders of the Force, and that power fluíaa living through your consciousness with enviable ease, and was headed in the same way by Milo, which sank Ra quickly in a state of dazed stupor, giving sadly realized that he had not much time to experience the Force as ever.
He was partly embarrassed by it, but that feeling did not last in it. Any disappointment he had to himself was in the background when the darkness behind his eyelids was no longer silent.
"Milo" was a sound
a most illogical thing in the world. How could he somehow prevent what he had long coveted, what he had dreamed, and which could not live out their days in peace?
- What ?...- barely heard. But Camus did not need to hear his voice, were his thoughts that he read the mind of Milo playing while the Force was connected with it. He was one with his feelings in his desolation, with the gap growing inside her, with the miss who was running. All of which he was guilty.
"Do not you realize how youcuridad around you? "And that made it impossible to Camus the materialized in some way to Milo. With so much clutter around it atraíaa, the deceased Jedi was no way to approach it.
- What?! I do not care, come back! ... I need you! - Had to close my eyes and press the bases of the palms of their hands on them, because a tear dejaríaa no way out.
"I'm nothing without you ... - exhaled distressed, unable to accept that it was indeed his fault, so far he was in a balance, which Camus could not return to it, even fora time to see it.
"You are the light Milo."
Milo drew a wry smile on his lips, from your point of view, nothing could be more wrong than that statement. In those moments, he was not worth nothing, nothing important could be lost to the darkness that according to how Camus cried, it was consuming.
"challenged us all, always has been. You did lay on the Council on the rules, even to me ... I bow and made me love you. You do not know how grateful I am for that. "Milo could imagine the face of Camus, and a sweet smile on his fMLXC
And he would not end well.
"We'll be together in the end"
And Milo, in unconscious reflex movements weak nodded his head. He kept staring at the floor for some indeterminate time not recorded. Camus felt the presence of slowly leave, which drop of water that evaporates. Leaving it dry again.
And in this solitude, the minutes passed like centuries, making a couple of weeks feeling more than an infinity. But at least he fought. I had a hope, memories and knew he would make a lot more if it was onlypatient and held firm, loving as ever, clinging to all the good that he had left, allowing himself to smile from time to time casually, and even talking to him, convinced could hear, that was not really alone.
And of course, dreaming every day and every second thinking about it. It was an obsession that kept him alive, is prometíaa find himself again and so, at least had a goal in what would otherwise be a totally meaningless existence. Camus was the only sense, the only thing that held him to act. CHTML
XC Therefore, in this unusually dark night I awoke suddenly feeling mentally broken links, and with it a tremendous commotion in the Force, did not hesitate to get out of bed, putting on shoes with immediacy, and take the pair of laser swords kept in the nightstand.
turned on the TV in the news frequently, and knew that the moment had arrived. After looking out the window and witness the huge plume that rose to heaven from a dark Jedi Temple was difficult to recognize as such - on fire, under attack, crumbling - Milo confirmed this hunch that tickled in intean escape transport to the esplanade, where the primary disorder is arming.
However, a Force presence within the Temple ... had alerted him to go back inside, and hustle. Darth Vader was there, and Milo would not pass up this opportunity. Although he was at the bottom of the ships and escape pods, and escape would be relatively simple, should end this unresolved issue.
looked around quickly, and located quite close to Master Yoda, who continued by reflecting laser shots while other Jedi tried to address the few transports that had not been destroyed.e; LINKS Alex break minutes ago. The last time I felt in the upper levels of the temple. But then that connection disappeared from his mind, causing a squeeze your heart. Another relative link
breaking and a sob from Hallie, who had also seen the loss of Aioria reminded Milo did not have a second to waste. "Let .-
separated from Hallie and took her hand. He smiled sad but somehow comforting.
-Turn on your sword .- At once a vivid pink tubular flared. CHT; Oacute n, and he needed a resolution.
"Go out there and hide .- Hallie said, pointing to the passage of the garden a special place that few knew, and where the girl confided estaríaa safe. Use whatever I could not follow him.
"Wait until the dust settles, get out of here and forget you're a Jedi .- of watery green eyes nodded unresolved before, after a hug, give back to Milo and obeying his orders to march . Milo
immediately rushed into in the battle, giving constant twists and jumps, avoiding gunfire l & aacute; be and getting to stand after many other Jedi to fall before their eyes.
managed to disappear into one of the cobbled paths of the garden, and ran for the signing of force needed to extinguish with their own hands.
We found a small clearing where his ship had fallen, giving orders to his commanders and immediately noticed his arrival. Milo quickly received attention from what they assumed was a spiteful look after the black helmet visor.
And without delay, hoping to crush that kid that had hampered many previous occasionsRVO as his blood slowly began to emanate from the wound, but then quickly charged into the flow when Vader withdrew his sword, and after what was a sound similar to laughter from the whistle of his breathing mask , gave back the boy who would soon fall on their knees with a barely audible whimper. His watery eyes
turquoise
not lose sight of the bloody spot that grew in diameter as the seconds passed. His face also had some small stains, and glass droplet carrying always looked tarnished by an ugly red.
Finally, drowning while m & aacute; s trying to breathe, Milo dropped to his side, closed his eyes tightly and breathed a few times and can taste the blood that threw her throat. The main respiratory muscle function to be stopped completely sullied, and thereafter the decline was rapid.
tried to move, get her back in a position that did nothing to lessen his pain, but at least gave him a soothing view of the sky and mesmerizing dark ...
His inspirations became increasingly difficult, one lung was filled chore, providingbut air to survive, a sharp pain that caused a jump tears shamelessly hits your eyes, which extinguished her light second by second.
But more than physical, his condition originated when he realized that he could not revenge, to appreciate, if I looked askance at that dark layer away, waving triumphant grin. To lift his eyes to heaven and find it without a star. And two of the four moons that was once a glorious capital planet, shining on the sly, as if they knew of the tragedy that occurred that night was the legendary Jedi temple. And though Milo
not have this, and feel the opposite, it has notute n his brain gave him kindly as a farewell to that world. A comforting figure, eyes softened, a beautiful face he knew well and whose elegant factions had traveled with his lips many times, and now smiled warmly, while a ní see taking his bloody hand and pulled it out trying to lift. Milo
thought it was crazy. It was impossible to stand up now, was about to die, not strength left for anything. However, after an incredulous blinking, he saw himself away from his fallen body, inert between the large amount of blood that had spilled. C
His eyes seemed dark, hiding the tremendous gap that the loss of Camus had left him. And since then the young man had kept in an alarming state of silence for all.
That attitude was more difficult to understand especially for small Padawan that he remembered how his amiable friend.
The thin fingers of his Master entangledin her dark hair and comforted him back to a silent cry more prudent.
The long-haired boy finally decided to make some significant movement. He came and bowed slowly, looking lifeless lips touching Camus last time. But that only managed to be a cruel memory, the coldness, lack of response, the torment in the future for the sleepless nights that happen. I foresaw with certainty.
He retired crestfallen. I did not want to see the time fanning the flames and the body was consumed, conclusively alej &every second was safer not belong in the big bed rest.
At bedtime, the objects he carried in his belt and withdrew bothered him, leaving aside constantly touching, stroking in particular that was not theirs.
No one dared to object when Milo came over Camus's lightsaber. And even if it had been, he would not have heard. Remember experience was more bitter than sweet, but forget it as unfortunate that might happen. Holding was supposed dangerous, but letting go was a painful possibility that even co Miloertinencia of snarling stomach. Constant called the temple by his friends arrived daily, probably wondering how I was. He could not know for sure they said they never bothered to review. Nor paused to reflect that life does not show signs of concern to those so much. The Force signed pertenecíaa Milo was one that was off, distant and confused. Dark tainted.
And one day, leading the caretaker of the building to enter the department of Milo to foresee that it will never open, Alex and Nat came to visit unexpectedly, leading to mental healing Jouda with them. Pero only the nurse came to the boy's room, while the other two waited in the room. Milo
barely opened his eyes to recognize the scandalous presence had seen since the trio was at the door, and then turned around muttering something unintelligible. But Nat had more strength than his short stature could print, and had no trouble making up milestones to Milo and pushing it to the bathroom.
- "Child, when did not you bathe?! - Claimed a disgruntled pout whileTMLXC "Hurry to dress. The healer Jouda here ... - whispers about the boy's ear. His inflection was highlighting the importance of such a personality was, because it was the best-known healer of the Temple. Milo did not understand how they would have convinced her to take him home, but it definitely seemed like a waste of time.
- Do not need no mental healing! -
- Shh! The healer will talk to you as a personal favor to me. Although it was actually Alex's idea, so if you want to be angry with her-I ..-
grime glass pendant used and with which the fingers of his left hand fiddling fun.
-Must bring beautiful memories .- said capturing the attention of two turquoise eyes, that immediately upon hearing sought notice him. They looked expressionless and empty during the seconds it took Milo conclude a reply. Then sparkled with Melancholy were accompanied by a sad smile.
-memories themselves are beautiful ... -
"But I reaffirm the belief that your past was much better than your present. - Complemented perfectly the idea that Milo dud & Overhaulyou, to express, defeating the child with the audacity to interpret their feelings with so little discretion, and is the main cause of their discomfort, that man was too successful in his task.
"And nothing could be more dismal, right? - Continued to ignore the boy's frown, he sighed deeply and then tilted his head slightly while moving from side to side reluctantly denied.
"That's not ... -
" So do you feel? - And to his surprise, Milo sniffed not upset at her question, and evaded his gaze leaving the eyes. Just pesta &p, - shrugged and looked towards his knees, began to sway from side to side lightly bumping each other after each cycle.
- Have you thought? - Tried to start otherwise. Find another way to approach towards the cloister was the mind of Milo. Not because it was unreadable, it was very obvious what was consumed by grief, but it did not allow anything to break into it, did not let their suffering distilled Force.
had been too attached to the invading harmful feelings. But being part of what Camus had left him, he would not let go. As the beautiful memories, encapsulatedand have joined the Force. Rejoice for them, train yourself to get rid of your selfishness .- But Milo once again became deaf.
"I want you back. I talk to him. How I can do? - Walked to the edge of his chair, folded his hands and fiddled with his fingers forward. Her eyes were hopeful and penetrating the largest heavy sigh.
"Not even you listening. What you want would not be suitable for either. For starters, you should learn something Camus. And for what you should be ready .-
- Ready ?...- spat bitterly, clearlyl knew mental healing to take the wonders of the Force, and that power fluíaa living through your consciousness with enviable ease, and was headed in the same way by Milo, which sank Ra quickly in a state of dazed stupor, giving sadly realized that he had not much time to experience the Force as ever.
He was partly embarrassed by it, but that feeling did not last in it. Any disappointment he had to himself was in the background when the darkness behind his eyelids was no longer silent.
"Milo" was a sound
a most illogical thing in the world. How could he somehow prevent what he had long coveted, what he had dreamed, and which could not live out their days in peace?
- What ?...- barely heard. But Camus did not need to hear his voice, were his thoughts that he read the mind of Milo playing while the Force was connected with it. He was one with his feelings in his desolation, with the gap growing inside her, with the miss who was running. All of which he was guilty.
"Do not you realize how youcuridad around you? "And that made it impossible to Camus the materialized in some way to Milo. With so much clutter around it atraíaa, the deceased Jedi was no way to approach it.
- What?! I do not care, come back! ... I need you! - Had to close my eyes and press the bases of the palms of their hands on them, because a tear dejaríaa no way out.
"I'm nothing without you ... - exhaled distressed, unable to accept that it was indeed his fault, so far he was in a balance, which Camus could not return to it, even fora time to see it.
"You are the light Milo."
Milo drew a wry smile on his lips, from your point of view, nothing could be more wrong than that statement. In those moments, he was not worth nothing, nothing important could be lost to the darkness that according to how Camus cried, it was consuming.
"challenged us all, always has been. You did lay on the Council on the rules, even to me ... I bow and made me love you. You do not know how grateful I am for that. "Milo could imagine the face of Camus, and a sweet smile on his fMLXC
And he would not end well.
"We'll be together in the end"
And Milo, in unconscious reflex movements weak nodded his head. He kept staring at the floor for some indeterminate time not recorded. Camus felt the presence of slowly leave, which drop of water that evaporates. Leaving it dry again.
And in this solitude, the minutes passed like centuries, making a couple of weeks feeling more than an infinity. But at least he fought. I had a hope, memories and knew he would make a lot more if it was onlypatient and held firm, loving as ever, clinging to all the good that he had left, allowing himself to smile from time to time casually, and even talking to him, convinced could hear, that was not really alone.
And of course, dreaming every day and every second thinking about it. It was an obsession that kept him alive, is prometíaa find himself again and so, at least had a goal in what would otherwise be a totally meaningless existence. Camus was the only sense, the only thing that held him to act. CHTML
XC Therefore, in this unusually dark night I awoke suddenly feeling mentally broken links, and with it a tremendous commotion in the Force, did not hesitate to get out of bed, putting on shoes with immediacy, and take the pair of laser swords kept in the nightstand.
turned on the TV in the news frequently, and knew that the moment had arrived. After looking out the window and witness the huge plume that rose to heaven from a dark Jedi Temple was difficult to recognize as such - on fire, under attack, crumbling - Milo confirmed this hunch that tickled in intean escape transport to the esplanade, where the primary disorder is arming.
However, a Force presence within the Temple ... had alerted him to go back inside, and hustle. Darth Vader was there, and Milo would not pass up this opportunity. Although he was at the bottom of the ships and escape pods, and escape would be relatively simple, should end this unresolved issue.
looked around quickly, and located quite close to Master Yoda, who continued by reflecting laser shots while other Jedi tried to address the few transports that had not been destroyed.e; LINKS Alex break minutes ago. The last time I felt in the upper levels of the temple. But then that connection disappeared from his mind, causing a squeeze your heart. Another relative link
breaking and a sob from Hallie, who had also seen the loss of Aioria reminded Milo did not have a second to waste. "Let .-
separated from Hallie and took her hand. He smiled sad but somehow comforting.
-Turn on your sword .- At once a vivid pink tubular flared. CHT; Oacute n, and he needed a resolution.
"Go out there and hide .- Hallie said, pointing to the passage of the garden a special place that few knew, and where the girl confided estaríaa safe. Use whatever I could not follow him.
"Wait until the dust settles, get out of here and forget you're a Jedi .- of watery green eyes nodded unresolved before, after a hug, give back to Milo and obeying his orders to march . Milo
immediately rushed into in the battle, giving constant twists and jumps, avoiding gunfire l & aacute; be and getting to stand after many other Jedi to fall before their eyes.
managed to disappear into one of the cobbled paths of the garden, and ran for the signing of force needed to extinguish with their own hands.
We found a small clearing where his ship had fallen, giving orders to his commanders and immediately noticed his arrival. Milo quickly received attention from what they assumed was a spiteful look after the black helmet visor.
And without delay, hoping to crush that kid that had hampered many previous occasionsRVO as his blood slowly began to emanate from the wound, but then quickly charged into the flow when Vader withdrew his sword, and after what was a sound similar to laughter from the whistle of his breathing mask , gave back the boy who would soon fall on their knees with a barely audible whimper. His watery eyes
turquoise
not lose sight of the bloody spot that grew in diameter as the seconds passed. His face also had some small stains, and glass droplet carrying always looked tarnished by an ugly red.
Finally, drowning while m & aacute; s trying to breathe, Milo dropped to his side, closed his eyes tightly and breathed a few times and can taste the blood that threw her throat. The main respiratory muscle function to be stopped completely sullied, and thereafter the decline was rapid.
tried to move, get her back in a position that did nothing to lessen his pain, but at least gave him a soothing view of the sky and mesmerizing dark ...
His inspirations became increasingly difficult, one lung was filled chore, providingbut air to survive, a sharp pain that caused a jump tears shamelessly hits your eyes, which extinguished her light second by second.
But more than physical, his condition originated when he realized that he could not revenge, to appreciate, if I looked askance at that dark layer away, waving triumphant grin. To lift his eyes to heaven and find it without a star. And two of the four moons that was once a glorious capital planet, shining on the sly, as if they knew of the tragedy that occurred that night was the legendary Jedi temple. And though Milo
not have this, and feel the opposite, it has notute n his brain gave him kindly as a farewell to that world. A comforting figure, eyes softened, a beautiful face he knew well and whose elegant factions had traveled with his lips many times, and now smiled warmly, while a ní see taking his bloody hand and pulled it out trying to lift. Milo
thought it was crazy. It was impossible to stand up now, was about to die, not strength left for anything. However, after an incredulous blinking, he saw himself away from his fallen body, inert between the large amount of blood that had spilled. C
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Chapter 18.-My light goes
He was standing at the foot of the bed, he noticed freshly bathed, was dressed and slowly brushing her long, wet hair. I looked at him smiling, thereby receiving since he opened his eyes. Milo
yawned as lazily sat up. In what it took to sit Camus had already walked to the side of the bed and when he had once stood to answer the little kiss he was sued.
- Do you have to go? - Asked when they parted, warned in some way by how earlythe obvious goal of Vader, and know that Milo would walk with her all night, almost made an instant falter Camus.
-Milo, I beg you walked ..- it took him by the shoulders, ready to beg, ready to kneel if necessary, to keep out. But he broke in, put your index finger on his lips and said, "No
start with this again. Do not want to fight. I'll be there, and that's all .- After the ruling Camus dropped his shoulders, heartbroken. Milo ignored him and passed him. He went to the closet and pulled out a shirt, pants chose them fored in so far as he did at that time.
A Jedi shall not know anger. Or hatred. No love.
He had already experienced enough of all that only in the last twenty-four hours. His days were full of emotions that were supposed to be replaced by the most pure peace.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
- Camus! - The shrill voice freed him from his reverie making him look up. Observed with deadpan as Padawan curly dark hair came running to her side and without restraint, took her hand to start pulling withthe end of the day was not much distance to the office of that Jedi ... Camus certainly be lost.
Thanks. I'll go see it. Goodbye, Hallie .- with a tiny smile goodbye to her, who outlined a much broader and brighter.
"Goodbye, Camus .- said and when he turned his back more, and then turned on their heels to start a new career in search of his Master, who had a practice sword ; be pending. Meanwhile
Camus was Yoda's office, whose door had to undecided. I was not sure you want to hear the always wise but sometimes frustrantes advice of the elderly.
Once the door slid and Camus entered the room, found the meditation master, for your little surprise. Silent walked to a seat where you sat and waited. Yoda speak I knew where considered necessary.
As that time came, Camus tried to imitate, and meditation. When it sank in such concentrations in the company of Yoda, he could usually deeper insights and revealing. He closed his eyes and opened his mind, needing to see an alternate future in coming presentándosele premonicions.
But like all his previous attempts, this also proved fruitless, and also interrupted by the voice of the old Jedi worn. I
-Reconsidered
on include you in this mission .- Camus opened his eyes, perhaps too much extension. Did not expect those words, and quickly began to ponder whether something about his behavior had caused that doubt in the Master Yoda.
- Your opinion about what is it? - Took his bastóny laboriously stood up to walk toward him. Camus shook his head in response.
-Siento that is the will of the Force that I'll be there tonight ... - muttered, frowning, and looking dull that Yoda is not in receipt so that their concerns are directed to Milo, knowing that he would attend , and therefore, Camus could not stop visiting. By no means let him alone.
The Jedi do not listen to the advice of the Force, due to the dark side.
And as Camus's answer seems attached to this provision, its origin was clearly subjective. Yoda
squinted while analyzing the maelstrom of feelings that the Force did fluctuate around the young. The wrinklesta under the sac-like garment he wore. Then mounted the platform and boarded the cruise ship that brought them to the Senate building, where the first floor lounge and met countless people. Milo and Padmé
entered
linking arms as they did with most of the senators, colleagues and acquaintances from high ranks flew to submit their greetings and compliments, or in the particular case of the girl, her dismay n the recent attacks against him.
So, shaking hands of people who only knew by newspapers or news, and smiling vacantly, Milo scanned the place with their satgone, and immediately confirmed the presence of Jedi Knights in the classroom. Focusing a little more, he could even locate them specifically in the crowd, though all were disguised as civilians.
but did not stop for such a task. He specifically wanted a picture of strength that seemed to attract as power cables to mynocks.
His turquoise eyes and inquisitive rose to travel the long balcony framing the enormous interior room a few feet above the ground. And finally found him, standing beside one of the windows which not coincidentally was the least enlightened of alls, dressed in an elegant yet discreet, and keeping a low profile as a good sentinel should. Knowing
observed and feeling the intensity that always exuded Milo Force, Camus turned his eye unmoved the exact point where both eyes were hooked challenging distance. Milo could ensure that he had smiled, and he of course I was doing.
a grip on her arm to turn called his atencióny Milo was not found with anything new. Padmé smiled politely and talked with a small group of guests who seemed hab & eacshrugged before taking her hand and waist.
"Nothing .- With few exceptions, it does not suit him too much politics.
They exchanged whispers as they danced. Milo wondered Leia Amidala while mucking about Camus, Milo extracting further information, beautiful smiles, as he always spoke of that.
sighed missing him tremendously but not far away. Camus actually watched carefully dancing, and unavoidably, Amidala envied place at the time.
But it would not do it for mucho longer. After a couple of tracks, Bail Organa approached the couple and stole the senator relieving Milo, who made sure the senator from Alderaan reliable, and used to get away from the area where most crowd , or focused, and reach the stylized steps that led to the solitary balustrade.
addition of a few who were up for a short walk and a leaning to the city, that part of the place was almost empty. This is extremely convenient for the boy blue loops, comidió not rush in his footsteps until she came to another young man of impenetrable eyes zafgo away.
Milo smiled, and in that time all prudent circumspection with which Camus claiming to deal collapsed, and his lips curled hopelessly to one side, while his head slightly bent, defeated by a smile.
"You look great .- Milo said, approaching Masy taking a look around before you put your hands on the waist of Camus, and push away the piece he needed to give her back against wall and part of a huge window frame.
Thanks. You too ...- and letting their guard down, forgetting his duty moments, put his hands on the shoulders of Milo and approxim ó your body mass he, to feel the warmth radiating. After craned, challenging the few inches that surpassed the other man to achieve the ambitious goal of his lips. Milo
more confidently pushed against him to join their torsos. Adjusted the grip on his waist while squeezing and caressing Jedi hugged his neck, calling for further expressive kiss they shared. Camus gave a little gemidito when Milo's tongue began exploring her mouth with family and effusively grateful, and the faint sound very much pleased the other. He sighed and reached securamp; iacute; to were prepared. They located
Padmé, surrounded by his bodyguards and bridesmaids. Continued with the visual analysis that lasted at most a few seconds, even feeling that had arisen in slow motion, until a shadowy figure fell behind ú last droids attack and fanned the mess with their presence.
It did not take more, and simultaneously search after an encouraging look from one who was beside him, both jumped swiftly leaving behind the balcony planting himself in the midst of battle, firing their isá. Do not wait for Milo, who tried to follow but he looked distracted when a wounded Jedi crossed his path, seeking their support to end the row of droids who followed him.
were minutes late for those who eternally curse.
When he had got rid of those now, turned quickly to locate two luminances tubular, white and red, which continuously and aggressively crashing against each other. Quickly rushed into the hall where Camus and Vader insists, engaged in a heated fight. A few feet before them Senator Amidala and her companions pretendian advantage of the intervention of Camus and forth to flee.
But they were more noble intentions of the young Jedi, his opponent had very clear goals that night reached. Padme
permitiríaa not escape again. The thirst for revenge by the woman he loved and from their point view him, betrayed him, moved him with fury, and agility in your enviable despair.
Camus knew only take positive feelings, like a Jedi, concerns and anger did not help anything. But the overwhelming hatred that gave off the Sith stunned him, and perceiving canormal your chest and continue on to a difficult breathing. His pierced lung would soon collapse and your entire body began to decay due to unstoppable bleeding. Milo
placed a hand on that horrible wound, trying in vain to stop the menguamiento of Camus. But unfortunately tasted good, though he refused to accept that Camus and it was further away than it appeared.
-There .. the dead
- No! Hush! - Shook his head, closing his eyes tightly and let out tears thicker, who appeared &this beat.
-Camus, do not you dare ... do not ever forgive you! - Milo yelled, driven by frustration that pervaded indescribable. Hair tightly imprisoned his neck and hid her hand before the wound ran down her cheek, leaving the trail of blood soaking his fingers on that lucid skin.
"Milo .." Camus called by the thread link left between them. Got to why the afflicted boy lifted enough to see his face.
And there was his vision, Milo indescribable suffering and cryingz control seizures at his crying made him succumb. Camus tried to raise his hand to touch the face of Milo, but not having sufficient forces to achieve was the same tan-skinned boy who took the hand of the dying Jedi and went first to his lips, kissing for U.S. ; last time the scar found on the palm, and then leave her on her cheek, wanting to advance that touch volveríaa never enjoy, and it was so remote fríoy at the time.
"And I love you ..." whimpered, just pudiéndolo see from his eyes misting. "I love you, I love you!, I love you! -desperate said before approaching, take his pale lips in the most awkward, scared, and trembling with kisses, and finally once again imprison him in his arms, possessive, stubborn, unwilling to let him go .
-Do not leave me ... - murmured appealingly, and cried shot when he answered him with a delicate sigh, and nothing else.
And then the mental link that always united in a single soul was abruptly shattered. Milo pulled
haltingly but felt air inhaled poison. Camus would have been who had just died, but he himself sinted destroyed, every cell of his being seemed to scream torn, his eyes were felt to be driven out of their sockets by the torrent of burning tears, and his heart cried pointedly by what made him beat, and that he had been so hideous and abruptly taken away.
pain has faded, unable to stand it anymore. Collapsed unconscious on the inert body of Camus, even hugging. And it was further witnessed the tremendous chaos continued to develop around them, to be enough to end that boiled unbearable in its emptiness. CHT
He was standing at the foot of the bed, he noticed freshly bathed, was dressed and slowly brushing her long, wet hair. I looked at him smiling, thereby receiving since he opened his eyes. Milo
yawned as lazily sat up. In what it took to sit Camus had already walked to the side of the bed and when he had once stood to answer the little kiss he was sued.
- Do you have to go? - Asked when they parted, warned in some way by how earlythe obvious goal of Vader, and know that Milo would walk with her all night, almost made an instant falter Camus.
-Milo, I beg you walked ..- it took him by the shoulders, ready to beg, ready to kneel if necessary, to keep out. But he broke in, put your index finger on his lips and said, "No
start with this again. Do not want to fight. I'll be there, and that's all .- After the ruling Camus dropped his shoulders, heartbroken. Milo ignored him and passed him. He went to the closet and pulled out a shirt, pants chose them fored in so far as he did at that time.
A Jedi shall not know anger. Or hatred. No love.
He had already experienced enough of all that only in the last twenty-four hours. His days were full of emotions that were supposed to be replaced by the most pure peace.
There is no passion, there is serenity.
- Camus! - The shrill voice freed him from his reverie making him look up. Observed with deadpan as Padawan curly dark hair came running to her side and without restraint, took her hand to start pulling withthe end of the day was not much distance to the office of that Jedi ... Camus certainly be lost.
Thanks. I'll go see it. Goodbye, Hallie .- with a tiny smile goodbye to her, who outlined a much broader and brighter.
"Goodbye, Camus .- said and when he turned his back more, and then turned on their heels to start a new career in search of his Master, who had a practice sword ; be pending. Meanwhile
Camus was Yoda's office, whose door had to undecided. I was not sure you want to hear the always wise but sometimes frustrantes advice of the elderly.
Once the door slid and Camus entered the room, found the meditation master, for your little surprise. Silent walked to a seat where you sat and waited. Yoda speak I knew where considered necessary.
As that time came, Camus tried to imitate, and meditation. When it sank in such concentrations in the company of Yoda, he could usually deeper insights and revealing. He closed his eyes and opened his mind, needing to see an alternate future in coming presentándosele premonicions.
But like all his previous attempts, this also proved fruitless, and also interrupted by the voice of the old Jedi worn. I
-Reconsidered
on include you in this mission .- Camus opened his eyes, perhaps too much extension. Did not expect those words, and quickly began to ponder whether something about his behavior had caused that doubt in the Master Yoda.
- Your opinion about what is it? - Took his bastóny laboriously stood up to walk toward him. Camus shook his head in response.
-Siento that is the will of the Force that I'll be there tonight ... - muttered, frowning, and looking dull that Yoda is not in receipt so that their concerns are directed to Milo, knowing that he would attend , and therefore, Camus could not stop visiting. By no means let him alone.
The Jedi do not listen to the advice of the Force, due to the dark side.
And as Camus's answer seems attached to this provision, its origin was clearly subjective. Yoda
squinted while analyzing the maelstrom of feelings that the Force did fluctuate around the young. The wrinklesta under the sac-like garment he wore. Then mounted the platform and boarded the cruise ship that brought them to the Senate building, where the first floor lounge and met countless people. Milo and Padmé
entered
linking arms as they did with most of the senators, colleagues and acquaintances from high ranks flew to submit their greetings and compliments, or in the particular case of the girl, her dismay n the recent attacks against him.
So, shaking hands of people who only knew by newspapers or news, and smiling vacantly, Milo scanned the place with their satgone, and immediately confirmed the presence of Jedi Knights in the classroom. Focusing a little more, he could even locate them specifically in the crowd, though all were disguised as civilians.
but did not stop for such a task. He specifically wanted a picture of strength that seemed to attract as power cables to mynocks.
His turquoise eyes and inquisitive rose to travel the long balcony framing the enormous interior room a few feet above the ground. And finally found him, standing beside one of the windows which not coincidentally was the least enlightened of alls, dressed in an elegant yet discreet, and keeping a low profile as a good sentinel should. Knowing
observed and feeling the intensity that always exuded Milo Force, Camus turned his eye unmoved the exact point where both eyes were hooked challenging distance. Milo could ensure that he had smiled, and he of course I was doing.
a grip on her arm to turn called his atencióny Milo was not found with anything new. Padmé smiled politely and talked with a small group of guests who seemed hab & eacshrugged before taking her hand and waist.
"Nothing .- With few exceptions, it does not suit him too much politics.
They exchanged whispers as they danced. Milo wondered Leia Amidala while mucking about Camus, Milo extracting further information, beautiful smiles, as he always spoke of that.
sighed missing him tremendously but not far away. Camus actually watched carefully dancing, and unavoidably, Amidala envied place at the time.
But it would not do it for mucho longer. After a couple of tracks, Bail Organa approached the couple and stole the senator relieving Milo, who made sure the senator from Alderaan reliable, and used to get away from the area where most crowd , or focused, and reach the stylized steps that led to the solitary balustrade.
addition of a few who were up for a short walk and a leaning to the city, that part of the place was almost empty. This is extremely convenient for the boy blue loops, comidió not rush in his footsteps until she came to another young man of impenetrable eyes zafgo away.
Milo smiled, and in that time all prudent circumspection with which Camus claiming to deal collapsed, and his lips curled hopelessly to one side, while his head slightly bent, defeated by a smile.
"You look great .- Milo said, approaching Masy taking a look around before you put your hands on the waist of Camus, and push away the piece he needed to give her back against wall and part of a huge window frame.
Thanks. You too ...- and letting their guard down, forgetting his duty moments, put his hands on the shoulders of Milo and approxim ó your body mass he, to feel the warmth radiating. After craned, challenging the few inches that surpassed the other man to achieve the ambitious goal of his lips. Milo
more confidently pushed against him to join their torsos. Adjusted the grip on his waist while squeezing and caressing Jedi hugged his neck, calling for further expressive kiss they shared. Camus gave a little gemidito when Milo's tongue began exploring her mouth with family and effusively grateful, and the faint sound very much pleased the other. He sighed and reached securamp; iacute; to were prepared. They located
Padmé, surrounded by his bodyguards and bridesmaids. Continued with the visual analysis that lasted at most a few seconds, even feeling that had arisen in slow motion, until a shadowy figure fell behind ú last droids attack and fanned the mess with their presence.
It did not take more, and simultaneously search after an encouraging look from one who was beside him, both jumped swiftly leaving behind the balcony planting himself in the midst of battle, firing their isá. Do not wait for Milo, who tried to follow but he looked distracted when a wounded Jedi crossed his path, seeking their support to end the row of droids who followed him.
were minutes late for those who eternally curse.
When he had got rid of those now, turned quickly to locate two luminances tubular, white and red, which continuously and aggressively crashing against each other. Quickly rushed into the hall where Camus and Vader insists, engaged in a heated fight. A few feet before them Senator Amidala and her companions pretendian advantage of the intervention of Camus and forth to flee.
But they were more noble intentions of the young Jedi, his opponent had very clear goals that night reached. Padme
permitiríaa not escape again. The thirst for revenge by the woman he loved and from their point view him, betrayed him, moved him with fury, and agility in your enviable despair.
Camus knew only take positive feelings, like a Jedi, concerns and anger did not help anything. But the overwhelming hatred that gave off the Sith stunned him, and perceiving canormal your chest and continue on to a difficult breathing. His pierced lung would soon collapse and your entire body began to decay due to unstoppable bleeding. Milo
placed a hand on that horrible wound, trying in vain to stop the menguamiento of Camus. But unfortunately tasted good, though he refused to accept that Camus and it was further away than it appeared.
-There .. the dead
- No! Hush! - Shook his head, closing his eyes tightly and let out tears thicker, who appeared &this beat.
-Camus, do not you dare ... do not ever forgive you! - Milo yelled, driven by frustration that pervaded indescribable. Hair tightly imprisoned his neck and hid her hand before the wound ran down her cheek, leaving the trail of blood soaking his fingers on that lucid skin.
"Milo .." Camus called by the thread link left between them. Got to why the afflicted boy lifted enough to see his face.
And there was his vision, Milo indescribable suffering and cryingz control seizures at his crying made him succumb. Camus tried to raise his hand to touch the face of Milo, but not having sufficient forces to achieve was the same tan-skinned boy who took the hand of the dying Jedi and went first to his lips, kissing for U.S. ; last time the scar found on the palm, and then leave her on her cheek, wanting to advance that touch volveríaa never enjoy, and it was so remote fríoy at the time.
"And I love you ..." whimpered, just pudiéndolo see from his eyes misting. "I love you, I love you!, I love you! -desperate said before approaching, take his pale lips in the most awkward, scared, and trembling with kisses, and finally once again imprison him in his arms, possessive, stubborn, unwilling to let him go .
-Do not leave me ... - murmured appealingly, and cried shot when he answered him with a delicate sigh, and nothing else.
And then the mental link that always united in a single soul was abruptly shattered. Milo pulled
haltingly but felt air inhaled poison. Camus would have been who had just died, but he himself sinted destroyed, every cell of his being seemed to scream torn, his eyes were felt to be driven out of their sockets by the torrent of burning tears, and his heart cried pointedly by what made him beat, and that he had been so hideous and abruptly taken away.
pain has faded, unable to stand it anymore. Collapsed unconscious on the inert body of Camus, even hugging. And it was further witnessed the tremendous chaos continued to develop around them, to be enough to end that boiled unbearable in its emptiness. CHT
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was him. Although he did not answer, even to stay still and just be perceptible in the Force. It was definitely him.
The figure stood up and turned, revealing a beautiful face features, but with a serene expression of regret that overshadowed what might have been a dazzling array. Camus
held his breath, until a tiny, barely-existent smile appeared on the lips of Saga. The blue-eyed were allowed to relax, sigh, blinking, its clear a little surprisingto make way for a pertinent questioning.
- What are you doing here? - Asked as he got out of bed, going to be a few steps of his spectral visitor.
not ask him how he had materialized. As it proclaimed Jedi Code, there was no death, only the Force. Saga was one with the Force, was part of it, its essence vivíay Camus was now seen that.
"I wanted to talk .- And as such the other listened. I expected a bit more after all the past, this time with nothing to remember, or seez then conjure in dreams or meditations. Because Camus Saga was something that was always aware, he had learned indirectly. Never ceased to identify with the peliazul, though repudiated the possibility of a fate similar to that.
Saga, realizing that should be more explanatory, continued.
- ... I know you're disappointed and my actions were inexcusable, but you are all strange in this world, Camus .- He had always kept a special affection, never was love the young man once asked him, but what vei Sagato as someone who owed him an example, someone to protect.
never forgive himself for having betrayed that sentiment by raising his lightsaber against him in some insignificant occasion.
- ... I do not want to make the same mistakes I did ...- Saga ducked his head when he noticed a sad sparks of understanding in the eyes of Camus. He understood.
"Do not keep any hard feelings, Saga .- murmured, distracted by concerns that with the help of the other is confirmed. Camus closed his eyes tightly, leaving tears that formed in a safere them and that feeling is caused by an attempt impalpable caress of his fingers.
-N-no ... "He hesitated and breathed heavily, from saliva to get more than a whisper before continuing - ... I do not want to leave him .- restrained the urge to hug Saga for comfort, knowing that he could not touch him, and pure air that would ensnare in his arms.
room with him at the end .- twin voice sounded soft, lulling serious but so believable ... Camus decided to stick with that prediction. He clenched fists of his hands immediatelyslacken, brought his fingers to his face and wiped her tears trembling movements.
"But ... there must be something I can do ... there's still time to change tomorrow ... Right? - Childishly insistent tone moved to Saga, but the thick tears shed Camus before and had caused the greatest sensation of melting in grief.
Sighing, Saga refused a couple of times with subtle movements of his head. The worst that Camus could do was to challenge the way that the Force had written for him.
-not meditate on that which has no solutionng. Do not pretend to see a future you can not change ... Face it, do not cling to the inevitable ... If you learn to let go of what you love, you lose everything, even yourself .... I know better than anyone else .- Camus knew that. Sometimes he felt so close to it, to lose himself among dilemmas, duties and desires, the fear was too much, the darkness came to seem so close ...
But Milo was always, he showed the best way forward and guided him gently. We traveled together, because, as he had said at some point, it was the way of both.
However, & awhen he opened the door, and Milo Camus barely managed to identify as such threw a suffocating embrace with urgency. The victim complained inaudibly, but did not wait a second, and had a slim body pretty sure the newcomer in her arms.
The sound of the door automatically closing marked the moment that put a distance between them miserable, just so they could see in the eyes of others the immense joy that I awoke to be about both, and the incalculable that it had taken that week.
"Not that I mind seeing you, but ... it's too late,"oacute; n the other could imagine.
They moved quickly into the room, guided Milo Camus taking his hand, both cautious in their steps and thus avoiding the mess that was on the floor of the chamber. They went to bed and lay facing each other, without having to put oral agreement as to join her lips, Milo's hands caress the subtle curve of the waist of Camus, and é , this one would cross the bare breast firmness Milo, who as always used to sleep, but that did not wear underwear.
And the harmonious exchange of kisses unusually heady t í midas touch, grew in intensity and extended family in minutes that do not keep records. Regularly lost time when they were together. Split tongue forcing Camus's lips would have delayed the invasion for a few seconds, and yet the aquamarine-haired experienced each of his playful, wet slides as if they had happened in the course of a lifetime.
it was just what I wanted ... that each of the moments that Milo gave her were extended until the end of time. Camus could not bear the thought of having to say goodbye to those lips always naughty, hot and dulBe hovering over him.
Gently lay down and settling pushed him over. Snuck one leg between the one and leaned his elbows flexed with both hands near the face of Camus to stroke from time to time.
I looked for several moments, trying to guess what it would be disconcerted by it. Failed, and making a slight pot finally asked curious;
- What is it cute? - A finger traveled along the nose of Camus, and when he touched the tip was replaced by lips who put there for a fleeting kiss. The aforementioned had to smile.
"I miss her so much ... - A Milo was fascinated by the response, and all that it entailed, the retracted smile, the subtle blush, the unconsciously seductive wink ... I caught his
but you look over your lips tempted. The vision that was so admirable opened his mouth, waiting for the predictable kiss Milo get her. And it would not let him miss Camus or by a single second.
I submitted to the familiar feeling, invigorating warm, the friction of his fingers against his skin infaliblemenI conjured up, slipping under clothing. And within minutes of these games, their robes were completely cast aside, away from the skin of ivory Milo wanted to enjoy at home, and thrown to the floor. Do not let even the most basic garment cover him. As yours was, I wanted to have it displayed in full for their greedy eyes, and fully prepared for your hands, when he decided to terminate the stunned and petrified state remained kneeling between the legs of blue-eyed dazed.
Camus, taking over enough of the other typical Milo undisguised contemplation, and feeling her throat closed andyour hands get sweaty, sat up, sitting down to stretch your arms and reach the side of his neck. He caught a few strands of violet blue to make both hands into fists, and pulled toward him, trying to appeal to Milo. Got a sweet smile on his part, who gave the call tacit Camus and bowed slowly as he leaned back, his hands roamed in loving swings sides, making it removed looking for the magic touch of his hands, while Camus fingers were lost in the hair which rubbed insistently.
containment was notto until he felt the contact Milo chest against hers ... closeness which he used to gently scrape the slightly outstanding line of his spine, making the arched back and pelvis Milo brushed against hers.
air momentarily held his eyes narrowed. Chills but there were also many Camus knew from experience that this effect could be amplified many times over.
"Take off that, Milo ... - called whining, bringing his hands to the aforementioned waist and pushing his underwear, while heightening theircasting one of his hands in such a measured space. And though at first this distance was resented by Camus, who whined in protest, then Milo indemnified.
- Hn! - Camus pursed his lips, not to miss any of the many sounds that could be released at that time. Also closed his eyes and his whole body tensed for a moment, before succumbing to another shock, and another and another ... each set with the plaintiffs that Milo was stroking his member, subject ; Ndolo firmly, repeatedly crossing the length and increasing its rigidity by such actions. Camus
surrendered their arms to gravity,letting them rest on the bed, but soon strange texture of the skin of Milo and stretched a hand to pass on his chest, slipping easily through the field strong and free defects. The other hand he had stayed longer lazy, soon joined the task, with both stimulating the nipples of olive, listening to gasp in unison at their own uncontrollable sobs.
With the advance of the minutes, your vocal cords put more effort in increasing the volume of such expressions, making it more notable for the single pair of ears in addition & aacute; s of theirs who listened, therefore, that sweet suffering to every action that involved him Milo. It felt like a pliable dough exclusively for those teachers who filled his hands with unspeakable joy, they gave to her touch much more than what they asked for ... the only ones who had the fortune to play it well ;.
Milo was aware of his tremendous luck and that loves to be treated with the utmost possible veneration.
weak bites were affable providing their lips exhaled, the intimate whispers sweet sighing over his ears, endearing the restriegos cats that gave her cheek against his neck, and ambitious goals for his tireless hands, of which continue to be engaged not encouraging member Camus, took the sweat that is moist to slide between the buttocks and gently insert a finger into the hole hidden there.
Such intrusion was a surprise to a quite stunning and Camus, but who facilitated the invasion by relaxing your body, spreading her legs more and moving his hips in slow oscillations. It was therefore an offer as a plea for the raids and torture inside out occupant accompanied by others. Milo caughtahead of him, with momentum and precipitation, burying his fingers in the brown skin of his back as he began to penetrate, and gritting his teeth until after a few thrusts I felt completely within é , l, by assembling the two in a perfect piece.
Milo's heart beat loud over and his breathing quickened even more impossible it seems, when your nervous system absorbed the wonder that was captured by the narrow feeling warm and deep, that won over and over again when finally allowed to move and attack according to their m & aacute, s primary instinct, and pure feeling in the presence of Camus hopelessly flooded his senses.
And that, meanwhile, immersed in a world of sensations that seemed fictional, drawn from the most incredible dream, unreal, wonderful, remained ignorant to the cloudy look of irrepressible desire and endless love Milo conjugates fixed on his fine form, his perfect features, and deep and weary eyes rarely left see, from time to time opening them if you need to remember that what happened was real.
A short-lived side smile flitted across Milo, just before he moan andrammed with greater force against Camus, clinging to his sculpted thighs and showing with that throw in their approach which then drowned expressed in words, and had always been so redudantemente evident among them.
- You see? ... Sorry? ... You realize .. Right? - Camus inflated chest deep breath and nodded absently, listening but finding it impossible to find him sane on every word under the conditions he encountered.
"We're a balance ... D-destin-nated to ... to ... - and although he could not finish approached him for kissesr his cheeks, while moving, filling and share their warmth.
just repeated what Camus said in his cramped mind. He understood, he believed, was this assertion their basic philosophy of life. Milo was his balance, his reason for living. Much of it was that when I left, nothing left of Camus. The above was bitterly sure of that.
"I love ... be part of you ... - absorbed lips that sigh and Camus felt intoxicated with its sweetness, and her body reacted poisoned with chills, a severe chest pain and excessive moisture in your eyes .
lose perspective of the situation.
"No, no ... vehemently denied ever .- soothingly and stroked his hair covering his neck.
asked .- "Go slowly, and immediately picked up the pace Milo had subsided. He closed his eyes and kisses uncontrolled distributed on a neck that soon ended painted in shades of red and purple, throbbing and causing broken sighs the owner.
and surrendering both the delirium that caused increased the frenzy of dance, raising the volume of their cries, the calls that were made mutually, and the beating of their SALVajes hearts, until they reached a point where they seemed simultaneously to stop, a total silence when the cluster of sensations such was not allowed to do anything but wait time pass, while feeling suspended in the best moment of their existence.
Orgasms suffering had nothing to do with it. They were not pure physical sensations that awakened that feeling of unreality. Utopia appeared live, created their thoughts colliding in the minds of both as if it were a single head. Emotions seemed to caress, to flood the mind otle. After staining
exploit its own abdomen, and finally getting temporarily lost some of their sanity, Camus was aware that the semen of Milo ran deep narrow impressing with his fiery flow. Quickly grabbed the arms of the latter, which was beginning to surrender about him. Squeezed the grip and begged breathlessly,
"Stay there, Milo ...- overwhelmed by this unusual request, Milo remained motionless, resting his head on his chest while Camus abandoned all his weight on that, never out of your body tight shelter provided, and the passage of minutes poppysometimes so kind to them for the future had in store too close.
- Have I not well protected? - The modulated voice ended his reverie. He opened his eyes, he found the image of Milo and looking absently stroking the scar on his abdomen. It was a barely visible mark through the actions of bacta, but undeniably present as a reminder of his first and most deadly confrontation with Kanon.
Camus Milo found totally unjustified concern. He pushed until he settled on him, folded his arms across his chest recharged in the chin, looked into her eyes and after a few momentsnsistente stroking her thigh and foot racing to continue with even greater avidity.
It allowed the erection refuge in the warm security of his mouth and instantly heard a scream Milo higher inconsistencies, including stating his name and demanded nonsense. Camus ignored him ... he continued his work which soon took on a tone due to repetitive movements that recibíao released in bias the upright member of his family crazy.
And Milo time succumbed to the last and most forceful of those tremors that gave a sense ofinternal turmoil, Camus complained loudly, clenching his eyes and opening her mouth when her hair was pulled so abruptly, I had to throw his head slightly to one side atrásya Non unconscious resent mistreatment Milo tips to reach its peak. Camus
growled, shaking his head and thus freeing the hand that clung to his hair so vigorously. Do not worry, nor noticed to begin with, the whitish liquid was splashed on his face until Milo, now recovered and well aware, came over and lifted his face from taking it in both hands Camus , then & eacuteluta perfection.
Then they both went to bed, his back to Camus Milo and a possessive arm around her waist it. Among the lank hair of brown skin rubbed his nose, inhaling the aroma of this tasty silky material against which his face was buried.
Camus sighed. Milo Sentíaa Masy relaxing mass every minute. And just before he fell completely asleep, he turned his body alert to the movement, so that once he found a pair of turquoise eyes and a weary smile that did not stop rising to form.
Camus also & amp; eacute n was a bit tired, but need to express yourself, give everything and steal the same amount. He walked towards her lips and kiss after discreetly whispered into them;
"Let me be part of you, Milo ...- I wanted as much of it before of losing it all. And I knew in advance that Milo would take whatever he wanted.
smiling charmingly, Milo came Camus's neck and began to make up for that wet kisses to outline his jaw area, across the cheek to end gently nibbling her ear lobe .
Then reached out and touched briefly Camus's wrist as a signal to approach. This did not need any notice or order to be placed on his knees after Milo, who held hands and knees and turned around with a sly expression to Camus.
Said goodbye with a quick smile of that adorable face when Milo bowed his head before moving provocatively against him in rodeos that caused eyes to turn up and take with firmness hips, approaching mass if to show how effective their incentives.
Exhale & Milounreserved complained, shaking his head making his hair stirred, so that multiple threads blue joined his forehead and cheeks thanks to plenty of sweat out of every pore.
in an unstoppable drive irguiendo rose back up to lie against the chest of Camus, who in response overwhelmed groaned, feeling his cock much more strangled by the position that Milo had acquired. Her lips looked apiñonado neck bite of that and after strongly in an act that Milo was not sure whether to consider criticism or appreciation, Camus fervently kissed the whole curve to his shoulder, liesras slid a hand down her abdomen and reached his penis, holding it with vigor while firmly lunged at him, forcing him to lean forward again. Milo
hands back to bed and continued to decline to give full upon it, keeping your hips up while a pillow recibíaa one of his flushed cheeks as she accommodated the face side.
The onslaught continued, one after another, minute by minute faster and fervently. Milo gemíay increasingly higher panting, snorting and biting the pillow in despair, reflected in the delicious range of sensations fromdictory that his face was flushed, his body so impossible to hurt pleasure.
And the climax of that ecstasy, when her shocked her body seemed to melt, while the pair is completely tightened, did feel a precious liquid fire inside flood , which then trickled down her thighs burning, convincing her legs finally give up and spread once a final effort to ejaculate, so, given his body rested in bed, but still visibly shaking .
That was very touching to shiver overwhelmed sapphire eyes watched himan, and absolutely inevitable for their own be removed. Sentíaa their privacy burning his throbbing member even flaccid, his heart beating with too much momentum, and choked her face getting hot, even though he caused her all these reactions had already been separated from him.
opened his eyes for a fleeting moment before returning to close, only to see sideways Camus knelt next to him, studying with scrutiny. Choppy sighed and licked his lips absently boaster.
Milo did not mind knowing observed. He loved being the center of attentionto feel the mattress rocking a bit when Camus was moving.
The figure lay beside her arms and rocked him gently in a protective embrace comforted him, awakening a happy sigh as he gave the last wiggles until accommodate tangling legs with Camus, supporting the face against his chest and arms from under the of that, leaving your hands on your back. With that reassuring closeness, I did wonder Milo prey quickly became a deep sleep.
amazed every detail Camus observed that this process led to ... the way the parpMilo ADEOS arose in increasingly long periods, and lashes rose more slowly, until it was becoming so heavy that not allowed to see his eyes. His breathing accelerated in minutes, measured, and the red of her cheeks was disappearing, but never entirely faded. Intervals yawned and snuggled tenderly in his arms. And after several minutes of observing this adorable show, the bond they shared warned him of his total unconsciousness, although Camus could guess from just seeing the loose state showed its beautiful face.
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was him. Although he did not answer, even to stay still and just be perceptible in the Force. It was definitely him.
The figure stood up and turned, revealing a beautiful face features, but with a serene expression of regret that overshadowed what might have been a dazzling array. Camus
held his breath, until a tiny, barely-existent smile appeared on the lips of Saga. The blue-eyed were allowed to relax, sigh, blinking, its clear a little surprisingto make way for a pertinent questioning.
- What are you doing here? - Asked as he got out of bed, going to be a few steps of his spectral visitor.
not ask him how he had materialized. As it proclaimed Jedi Code, there was no death, only the Force. Saga was one with the Force, was part of it, its essence vivíay Camus was now seen that.
"I wanted to talk .- And as such the other listened. I expected a bit more after all the past, this time with nothing to remember, or seez then conjure in dreams or meditations. Because Camus Saga was something that was always aware, he had learned indirectly. Never ceased to identify with the peliazul, though repudiated the possibility of a fate similar to that.
Saga, realizing that should be more explanatory, continued.
- ... I know you're disappointed and my actions were inexcusable, but you are all strange in this world, Camus .- He had always kept a special affection, never was love the young man once asked him, but what vei Sagato as someone who owed him an example, someone to protect.
never forgive himself for having betrayed that sentiment by raising his lightsaber against him in some insignificant occasion.
- ... I do not want to make the same mistakes I did ...- Saga ducked his head when he noticed a sad sparks of understanding in the eyes of Camus. He understood.
"Do not keep any hard feelings, Saga .- murmured, distracted by concerns that with the help of the other is confirmed. Camus closed his eyes tightly, leaving tears that formed in a safere them and that feeling is caused by an attempt impalpable caress of his fingers.
-N-no ... "He hesitated and breathed heavily, from saliva to get more than a whisper before continuing - ... I do not want to leave him .- restrained the urge to hug Saga for comfort, knowing that he could not touch him, and pure air that would ensnare in his arms.
room with him at the end .- twin voice sounded soft, lulling serious but so believable ... Camus decided to stick with that prediction. He clenched fists of his hands immediatelyslacken, brought his fingers to his face and wiped her tears trembling movements.
"But ... there must be something I can do ... there's still time to change tomorrow ... Right? - Childishly insistent tone moved to Saga, but the thick tears shed Camus before and had caused the greatest sensation of melting in grief.
Sighing, Saga refused a couple of times with subtle movements of his head. The worst that Camus could do was to challenge the way that the Force had written for him.
-not meditate on that which has no solutionng. Do not pretend to see a future you can not change ... Face it, do not cling to the inevitable ... If you learn to let go of what you love, you lose everything, even yourself .... I know better than anyone else .- Camus knew that. Sometimes he felt so close to it, to lose himself among dilemmas, duties and desires, the fear was too much, the darkness came to seem so close ...
But Milo was always, he showed the best way forward and guided him gently. We traveled together, because, as he had said at some point, it was the way of both.
However, & awhen he opened the door, and Milo Camus barely managed to identify as such threw a suffocating embrace with urgency. The victim complained inaudibly, but did not wait a second, and had a slim body pretty sure the newcomer in her arms.
The sound of the door automatically closing marked the moment that put a distance between them miserable, just so they could see in the eyes of others the immense joy that I awoke to be about both, and the incalculable that it had taken that week.
"Not that I mind seeing you, but ... it's too late,"oacute; n the other could imagine.
They moved quickly into the room, guided Milo Camus taking his hand, both cautious in their steps and thus avoiding the mess that was on the floor of the chamber. They went to bed and lay facing each other, without having to put oral agreement as to join her lips, Milo's hands caress the subtle curve of the waist of Camus, and é , this one would cross the bare breast firmness Milo, who as always used to sleep, but that did not wear underwear.
And the harmonious exchange of kisses unusually heady t í midas touch, grew in intensity and extended family in minutes that do not keep records. Regularly lost time when they were together. Split tongue forcing Camus's lips would have delayed the invasion for a few seconds, and yet the aquamarine-haired experienced each of his playful, wet slides as if they had happened in the course of a lifetime.
it was just what I wanted ... that each of the moments that Milo gave her were extended until the end of time. Camus could not bear the thought of having to say goodbye to those lips always naughty, hot and dulBe hovering over him.
Gently lay down and settling pushed him over. Snuck one leg between the one and leaned his elbows flexed with both hands near the face of Camus to stroke from time to time.
I looked for several moments, trying to guess what it would be disconcerted by it. Failed, and making a slight pot finally asked curious;
- What is it cute? - A finger traveled along the nose of Camus, and when he touched the tip was replaced by lips who put there for a fleeting kiss. The aforementioned had to smile.
"I miss her so much ... - A Milo was fascinated by the response, and all that it entailed, the retracted smile, the subtle blush, the unconsciously seductive wink ... I caught his
but you look over your lips tempted. The vision that was so admirable opened his mouth, waiting for the predictable kiss Milo get her. And it would not let him miss Camus or by a single second.
I submitted to the familiar feeling, invigorating warm, the friction of his fingers against his skin infaliblemenI conjured up, slipping under clothing. And within minutes of these games, their robes were completely cast aside, away from the skin of ivory Milo wanted to enjoy at home, and thrown to the floor. Do not let even the most basic garment cover him. As yours was, I wanted to have it displayed in full for their greedy eyes, and fully prepared for your hands, when he decided to terminate the stunned and petrified state remained kneeling between the legs of blue-eyed dazed.
Camus, taking over enough of the other typical Milo undisguised contemplation, and feeling her throat closed andyour hands get sweaty, sat up, sitting down to stretch your arms and reach the side of his neck. He caught a few strands of violet blue to make both hands into fists, and pulled toward him, trying to appeal to Milo. Got a sweet smile on his part, who gave the call tacit Camus and bowed slowly as he leaned back, his hands roamed in loving swings sides, making it removed looking for the magic touch of his hands, while Camus fingers were lost in the hair which rubbed insistently.
containment was notto until he felt the contact Milo chest against hers ... closeness which he used to gently scrape the slightly outstanding line of his spine, making the arched back and pelvis Milo brushed against hers.
air momentarily held his eyes narrowed. Chills but there were also many Camus knew from experience that this effect could be amplified many times over.
"Take off that, Milo ... - called whining, bringing his hands to the aforementioned waist and pushing his underwear, while heightening theircasting one of his hands in such a measured space. And though at first this distance was resented by Camus, who whined in protest, then Milo indemnified.
- Hn! - Camus pursed his lips, not to miss any of the many sounds that could be released at that time. Also closed his eyes and his whole body tensed for a moment, before succumbing to another shock, and another and another ... each set with the plaintiffs that Milo was stroking his member, subject ; Ndolo firmly, repeatedly crossing the length and increasing its rigidity by such actions. Camus
surrendered their arms to gravity,letting them rest on the bed, but soon strange texture of the skin of Milo and stretched a hand to pass on his chest, slipping easily through the field strong and free defects. The other hand he had stayed longer lazy, soon joined the task, with both stimulating the nipples of olive, listening to gasp in unison at their own uncontrollable sobs.
With the advance of the minutes, your vocal cords put more effort in increasing the volume of such expressions, making it more notable for the single pair of ears in addition & aacute; s of theirs who listened, therefore, that sweet suffering to every action that involved him Milo. It felt like a pliable dough exclusively for those teachers who filled his hands with unspeakable joy, they gave to her touch much more than what they asked for ... the only ones who had the fortune to play it well ;.
Milo was aware of his tremendous luck and that loves to be treated with the utmost possible veneration.
weak bites were affable providing their lips exhaled, the intimate whispers sweet sighing over his ears, endearing the restriegos cats that gave her cheek against his neck, and ambitious goals for his tireless hands, of which continue to be engaged not encouraging member Camus, took the sweat that is moist to slide between the buttocks and gently insert a finger into the hole hidden there.
Such intrusion was a surprise to a quite stunning and Camus, but who facilitated the invasion by relaxing your body, spreading her legs more and moving his hips in slow oscillations. It was therefore an offer as a plea for the raids and torture inside out occupant accompanied by others. Milo caughtahead of him, with momentum and precipitation, burying his fingers in the brown skin of his back as he began to penetrate, and gritting his teeth until after a few thrusts I felt completely within é , l, by assembling the two in a perfect piece.
Milo's heart beat loud over and his breathing quickened even more impossible it seems, when your nervous system absorbed the wonder that was captured by the narrow feeling warm and deep, that won over and over again when finally allowed to move and attack according to their m & aacute, s primary instinct, and pure feeling in the presence of Camus hopelessly flooded his senses.
And that, meanwhile, immersed in a world of sensations that seemed fictional, drawn from the most incredible dream, unreal, wonderful, remained ignorant to the cloudy look of irrepressible desire and endless love Milo conjugates fixed on his fine form, his perfect features, and deep and weary eyes rarely left see, from time to time opening them if you need to remember that what happened was real.
A short-lived side smile flitted across Milo, just before he moan andrammed with greater force against Camus, clinging to his sculpted thighs and showing with that throw in their approach which then drowned expressed in words, and had always been so redudantemente evident among them.
- You see? ... Sorry? ... You realize .. Right? - Camus inflated chest deep breath and nodded absently, listening but finding it impossible to find him sane on every word under the conditions he encountered.
"We're a balance ... D-destin-nated to ... to ... - and although he could not finish approached him for kissesr his cheeks, while moving, filling and share their warmth.
just repeated what Camus said in his cramped mind. He understood, he believed, was this assertion their basic philosophy of life. Milo was his balance, his reason for living. Much of it was that when I left, nothing left of Camus. The above was bitterly sure of that.
"I love ... be part of you ... - absorbed lips that sigh and Camus felt intoxicated with its sweetness, and her body reacted poisoned with chills, a severe chest pain and excessive moisture in your eyes .
lose perspective of the situation.
"No, no ... vehemently denied ever .- soothingly and stroked his hair covering his neck.
asked .- "Go slowly, and immediately picked up the pace Milo had subsided. He closed his eyes and kisses uncontrolled distributed on a neck that soon ended painted in shades of red and purple, throbbing and causing broken sighs the owner.
and surrendering both the delirium that caused increased the frenzy of dance, raising the volume of their cries, the calls that were made mutually, and the beating of their SALVajes hearts, until they reached a point where they seemed simultaneously to stop, a total silence when the cluster of sensations such was not allowed to do anything but wait time pass, while feeling suspended in the best moment of their existence.
Orgasms suffering had nothing to do with it. They were not pure physical sensations that awakened that feeling of unreality. Utopia appeared live, created their thoughts colliding in the minds of both as if it were a single head. Emotions seemed to caress, to flood the mind otle. After staining
exploit its own abdomen, and finally getting temporarily lost some of their sanity, Camus was aware that the semen of Milo ran deep narrow impressing with his fiery flow. Quickly grabbed the arms of the latter, which was beginning to surrender about him. Squeezed the grip and begged breathlessly,
"Stay there, Milo ...- overwhelmed by this unusual request, Milo remained motionless, resting his head on his chest while Camus abandoned all his weight on that, never out of your body tight shelter provided, and the passage of minutes poppysometimes so kind to them for the future had in store too close.
- Have I not well protected? - The modulated voice ended his reverie. He opened his eyes, he found the image of Milo and looking absently stroking the scar on his abdomen. It was a barely visible mark through the actions of bacta, but undeniably present as a reminder of his first and most deadly confrontation with Kanon.
Camus Milo found totally unjustified concern. He pushed until he settled on him, folded his arms across his chest recharged in the chin, looked into her eyes and after a few momentsnsistente stroking her thigh and foot racing to continue with even greater avidity.
It allowed the erection refuge in the warm security of his mouth and instantly heard a scream Milo higher inconsistencies, including stating his name and demanded nonsense. Camus ignored him ... he continued his work which soon took on a tone due to repetitive movements that recibíao released in bias the upright member of his family crazy.
And Milo time succumbed to the last and most forceful of those tremors that gave a sense ofinternal turmoil, Camus complained loudly, clenching his eyes and opening her mouth when her hair was pulled so abruptly, I had to throw his head slightly to one side atrásya Non unconscious resent mistreatment Milo tips to reach its peak. Camus
growled, shaking his head and thus freeing the hand that clung to his hair so vigorously. Do not worry, nor noticed to begin with, the whitish liquid was splashed on his face until Milo, now recovered and well aware, came over and lifted his face from taking it in both hands Camus , then & eacuteluta perfection.
Then they both went to bed, his back to Camus Milo and a possessive arm around her waist it. Among the lank hair of brown skin rubbed his nose, inhaling the aroma of this tasty silky material against which his face was buried.
Camus sighed. Milo Sentíaa Masy relaxing mass every minute. And just before he fell completely asleep, he turned his body alert to the movement, so that once he found a pair of turquoise eyes and a weary smile that did not stop rising to form.
Camus also & amp; eacute n was a bit tired, but need to express yourself, give everything and steal the same amount. He walked towards her lips and kiss after discreetly whispered into them;
"Let me be part of you, Milo ...- I wanted as much of it before of losing it all. And I knew in advance that Milo would take whatever he wanted.
smiling charmingly, Milo came Camus's neck and began to make up for that wet kisses to outline his jaw area, across the cheek to end gently nibbling her ear lobe .
Then reached out and touched briefly Camus's wrist as a signal to approach. This did not need any notice or order to be placed on his knees after Milo, who held hands and knees and turned around with a sly expression to Camus.
Said goodbye with a quick smile of that adorable face when Milo bowed his head before moving provocatively against him in rodeos that caused eyes to turn up and take with firmness hips, approaching mass if to show how effective their incentives.
Exhale & Milounreserved complained, shaking his head making his hair stirred, so that multiple threads blue joined his forehead and cheeks thanks to plenty of sweat out of every pore.
in an unstoppable drive irguiendo rose back up to lie against the chest of Camus, who in response overwhelmed groaned, feeling his cock much more strangled by the position that Milo had acquired. Her lips looked apiñonado neck bite of that and after strongly in an act that Milo was not sure whether to consider criticism or appreciation, Camus fervently kissed the whole curve to his shoulder, liesras slid a hand down her abdomen and reached his penis, holding it with vigor while firmly lunged at him, forcing him to lean forward again. Milo
hands back to bed and continued to decline to give full upon it, keeping your hips up while a pillow recibíaa one of his flushed cheeks as she accommodated the face side.
The onslaught continued, one after another, minute by minute faster and fervently. Milo gemíay increasingly higher panting, snorting and biting the pillow in despair, reflected in the delicious range of sensations fromdictory that his face was flushed, his body so impossible to hurt pleasure.
And the climax of that ecstasy, when her shocked her body seemed to melt, while the pair is completely tightened, did feel a precious liquid fire inside flood , which then trickled down her thighs burning, convincing her legs finally give up and spread once a final effort to ejaculate, so, given his body rested in bed, but still visibly shaking .
That was very touching to shiver overwhelmed sapphire eyes watched himan, and absolutely inevitable for their own be removed. Sentíaa their privacy burning his throbbing member even flaccid, his heart beating with too much momentum, and choked her face getting hot, even though he caused her all these reactions had already been separated from him.
opened his eyes for a fleeting moment before returning to close, only to see sideways Camus knelt next to him, studying with scrutiny. Choppy sighed and licked his lips absently boaster.
Milo did not mind knowing observed. He loved being the center of attentionto feel the mattress rocking a bit when Camus was moving.
The figure lay beside her arms and rocked him gently in a protective embrace comforted him, awakening a happy sigh as he gave the last wiggles until accommodate tangling legs with Camus, supporting the face against his chest and arms from under the of that, leaving your hands on your back. With that reassuring closeness, I did wonder Milo prey quickly became a deep sleep.
amazed every detail Camus observed that this process led to ... the way the parpMilo ADEOS arose in increasingly long periods, and lashes rose more slowly, until it was becoming so heavy that not allowed to see his eyes. His breathing accelerated in minutes, measured, and the red of her cheeks was disappearing, but never entirely faded. Intervals yawned and snuggled tenderly in his arms. And after several minutes of observing this adorable show, the bond they shared warned him of his total unconsciousness, although Camus could guess from just seeing the loose state showed its beautiful face.
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Chapter 16. Sith apocryphal
Not that I had no reason, it was truth, there was a Jedi. But that meant he could no longer be able to protect, to help?. Have you perhaps did not trust him? ...
"You're not a Jedi!"
were hurt unexpectedly horrible.
Milo sighed turning on the small bed that could hardly accommodate one person. He was nervous, the limit of his patience ran out after Camus was an instinct nearly impossible to control.
And the endurance of which leads tocas unbearably painful they traveled from head to toe.
Camus could only watch with alarm as Milo was attacked mercilessly by Sith Lord who had not been able to fool, the man had inspected his mind to such an extent that he learned the existence of Milo, the importance it had for Camus, and how close he was.
What concerned him most was that reading Camus had given him the belief that Milo, as a Jedi and safely ejected just confusióny full of frustration to himself and order, promised much m & aacutiacute; to all along. But it would find its advantage.
"I want to get away from it ... I have achieved. One simply can not trust them, right? - Spoke falsely sympathetic tone.
blinked and gulped. He felt a cloud over his head, and knew that the Sith was there, looking around at managing their thoughts and feelings, manipulating his words and the unusual power he had over the Force.
In some ways it was true. It was a story repeated; Milo always had to wait and see who chose between Ely Camus Order. And although it is assumed that eStaba with him, that bondage was constantly called him away from Milo. It was as if everything around you rages so they were not together, and the Council, seemed to have taken the task of separating them as a personal goal.
even more frustrating was that Camus continue to put their blind trust in them, and instead believe Milo even responsible enough to assist his mission, when just at that moment was checked yes he needed their help.
"You could have it. We could do together. Without the Jedi Order, he will be free, there should be a no mas than you .- Sidious noticed the boy's expression change, certainly appreciated, choice, and the instantaneous regret that decision. And that little process was repeated thousands of times a second.
use whatever glanced Milo Camus. He also appreciated the same disbelief that Sidious in it, and felt at that moment to collapse.
"Do not listen, Milo!"
bowing his head briefly, Milo nodded, accepting convinced by the words of the hoodie. This bonded ambas hands on her stomach and laughed satisfied.
was a split second in which Camus's lightsaber came at the hands of Milo, on immediately, the white luminance struck against the source of power in the cylindrical base on which Camus's body levitated arrested, who immediately fell to the floor on his knees and then incorporated as soon as possible.
surprised Sidious snarled and drew his lightsaber, but refrained from an immediate attack, he could swear that the young man had duped. And he was never wrong. CHTMLX
not unusual skill.
reached the ship relatively unscathed, his pursuers dropped a rain of laser shots on them and not end up with the occasional minor injury would have been a utopia. It was natural that let them escape so easily; Sidious risked his secret plan, location, identity. It was assumed that the Jedi Council was not even sure of its existence, the Lord of the Sith was not a guess. Now, if those boys reported what just met, it is a confirmed fact. Sidious
wasted no more time, ordered his ship prepared to leave the planetto, and located Vader to report the progress of certain key plans.
Meanwhile, Milo and Camus left the atmosphere of Geonosis and beginning the path in the hyperspace, a speed unattainable that could at last relax and leave the cabin, hoping the trip to the autopilot.
Exhaling heavily and in silent agreement they both went to the little bed on which they sat tightly in profile facing each other. Do not even bother to heal their wounds were superficial and were too exhausted, both mentally and physically, to pursue that in such moments.
dozed embraced, they had plenty totrue but needed to clarify their minds before daring to that, none wanted to finish in a rematch. And when he finally felt the atmosphere peaceful enough, Milo asked tentatively,
- Are you okay? - Although Camus had examined with a quick glance of recognition since they boarded the ship, and was sure he was not carrying any serious injury was the only thing he could think of to start a friendly conversation without that dangerous. His relationship with Camus was not as open as possible, and could only be a slight idea of the emotions of that, from what littleI could guess, would still be annoying.
"Yes ... - Milo proved his theory as erroneous, when a friendly gaze met his eyes directly at the time Camus uncovered the face of his chest, raising it to E l until their noses touched.
Camus sighed, and stood looking at Milo with contradictory feelings revealed in her eyes, usually expressionless, but too much alive in those moments. Milo liked to see him like some extent, confused.
sometimes came to feel that was so far from Camus, which he surpassed himtherefore invisible and continue climbing pedestals to which he could not go ...
But right there at that moment that he wished to photograph and frame, it felt close, identifiable, understandable, more human than ever. More like him.
-Milo ... I regret having been so hard. It was not my intention to hurt you, just wanted to protect you ... -
"I do not mind .- He hastened to say. Side smiled weakly, still hurt to remember that everything I had worked in his life worth anything, and I would tiea good actor, right? - your smile, but more charming and cunning, had no relaxing effect Milo wanted to Camus. "Too good
.- another sigh, deep and tense. Milo frowned seriously. He caught the sharp Camus face in both hands, getting the full attention of that, but that was something they had invariably.
"Never will I fall to the dark side, Camus ... - and shook his head for emphasis, with gentle movements while approaching his face.
- ... would reject all my beliefs, to deny who I am, forget the love I feel for you & hellip; He stopped its slow approach. He made a gesture of resignation, twisting her lips slightly.
"Obviously I was not the best Jedi I could have been ... But while I have you, my strength, my light, nothing can out of the way ... On our way .- corrected the latest and smiled, sweetness, sincerity, dazzling. Camus felt he fell in love with him for the umpteenth time.
"I love you both, Milo .- whined to him, burying his face in the base of the neck who then embraced and aggressively possessive.
-I fight for you, you know ?...- suddenly felt his eyes clouded with stranges eyes, Milo imitated moments later, and dozed during the trip.
only separated when the ship's computer warned of the proximity to Coruscant. Camus returned to the cab and took the controls. Although their immediate destination should be the Jedi Temple, he stopped first at the building where Milo lived.
had been fired on the ramp, with a hug and a kiss meaning long as possible.
- Will we be tomorrow? "Camus nodded and smiled in response to Milo before it will turn and start walking toward the entrance. Then the Jedi reminded cosAfter informing the Council of his experience during the mission, and the things he had learned, specifically the confirmed existence of a dangerous Sith leader, rose more intense inspections and searches, were assigned Senators bodyguards who remained on Coruscant, and Chancellor Palpatine watched more closely.
The Council did not rely entirely on the man who clearly started to pull strings among members of the Senate for officially an absolute power. And shortly after the return of Camus, the above had been organized, suddenly and without much reason for it, a meeting of colossal dimensionss, all Senator and leader of the Republic was invited to the celebration of little sense.
week had passed with deceptive speed. The next night the Jedi would come to the party undercover, disguised as civilians. Camus was unbearably worried ... in the Force was not only the dark mist had turned into a thick blanket, almost palpable to the senses. Less
was reassured when Padmé knew even attend, was part of the plan of the Jedi, which had been proposed to start from the enterprising girl. Would "bait" to Vader. The Jedi & harnesslde, or trying to clear his mind. He closed his eyes, let the minutes pass, but no peace came with silence.
thought of Milo. Had a vital need to see, the past days had not had time to visit. Do not see every day was a painful habit of taking ...
And precisely the unexpected appearance in his mind a picture of Milo, suffering and weeping bitterly, forcing him to open his eyes abruptly.
was one of the many terrible things he saw during his meditation in the gardens of the Palace of Naboo. And from time to time, in their dreams, again; Aacute; s definitive and much less hopeful.
"It hurts, does not it? - No. .. that does not even begin to describe it. It was all an emotional tear, caused by the hated certain that his worst nightmare come true ...
Scared, air sucked desesperacióny blinked several times, then making sure never to close my eyes .
was then that he realized that this voice was not the product of his imagination. It was not pondering his own mind, but someone else.
A lump in the throat barely allowed to breathe. Sharpened the sight of the m & aacutfalling down her back, until finally admit, Camus felt his heart stop, crystallize your brain, your entire being to be shaken by a cataclysm, and his voice a bare whisper become inaudible ...
- S-series ?...-
Not that I had no reason, it was truth, there was a Jedi. But that meant he could no longer be able to protect, to help?. Have you perhaps did not trust him? ...
"You're not a Jedi!"
were hurt unexpectedly horrible.
Milo sighed turning on the small bed that could hardly accommodate one person. He was nervous, the limit of his patience ran out after Camus was an instinct nearly impossible to control.
And the endurance of which leads tocas unbearably painful they traveled from head to toe.
Camus could only watch with alarm as Milo was attacked mercilessly by Sith Lord who had not been able to fool, the man had inspected his mind to such an extent that he learned the existence of Milo, the importance it had for Camus, and how close he was.
What concerned him most was that reading Camus had given him the belief that Milo, as a Jedi and safely ejected just confusióny full of frustration to himself and order, promised much m & aacutiacute; to all along. But it would find its advantage.
"I want to get away from it ... I have achieved. One simply can not trust them, right? - Spoke falsely sympathetic tone.
blinked and gulped. He felt a cloud over his head, and knew that the Sith was there, looking around at managing their thoughts and feelings, manipulating his words and the unusual power he had over the Force.
In some ways it was true. It was a story repeated; Milo always had to wait and see who chose between Ely Camus Order. And although it is assumed that eStaba with him, that bondage was constantly called him away from Milo. It was as if everything around you rages so they were not together, and the Council, seemed to have taken the task of separating them as a personal goal.
even more frustrating was that Camus continue to put their blind trust in them, and instead believe Milo even responsible enough to assist his mission, when just at that moment was checked yes he needed their help.
"You could have it. We could do together. Without the Jedi Order, he will be free, there should be a no mas than you .- Sidious noticed the boy's expression change, certainly appreciated, choice, and the instantaneous regret that decision. And that little process was repeated thousands of times a second.
use whatever glanced Milo Camus. He also appreciated the same disbelief that Sidious in it, and felt at that moment to collapse.
"Do not listen, Milo!"
bowing his head briefly, Milo nodded, accepting convinced by the words of the hoodie. This bonded ambas hands on her stomach and laughed satisfied.
was a split second in which Camus's lightsaber came at the hands of Milo, on immediately, the white luminance struck against the source of power in the cylindrical base on which Camus's body levitated arrested, who immediately fell to the floor on his knees and then incorporated as soon as possible.
surprised Sidious snarled and drew his lightsaber, but refrained from an immediate attack, he could swear that the young man had duped. And he was never wrong. CHTMLX
not unusual skill.
reached the ship relatively unscathed, his pursuers dropped a rain of laser shots on them and not end up with the occasional minor injury would have been a utopia. It was natural that let them escape so easily; Sidious risked his secret plan, location, identity. It was assumed that the Jedi Council was not even sure of its existence, the Lord of the Sith was not a guess. Now, if those boys reported what just met, it is a confirmed fact. Sidious
wasted no more time, ordered his ship prepared to leave the planetto, and located Vader to report the progress of certain key plans.
Meanwhile, Milo and Camus left the atmosphere of Geonosis and beginning the path in the hyperspace, a speed unattainable that could at last relax and leave the cabin, hoping the trip to the autopilot.
Exhaling heavily and in silent agreement they both went to the little bed on which they sat tightly in profile facing each other. Do not even bother to heal their wounds were superficial and were too exhausted, both mentally and physically, to pursue that in such moments.
dozed embraced, they had plenty totrue but needed to clarify their minds before daring to that, none wanted to finish in a rematch. And when he finally felt the atmosphere peaceful enough, Milo asked tentatively,
- Are you okay? - Although Camus had examined with a quick glance of recognition since they boarded the ship, and was sure he was not carrying any serious injury was the only thing he could think of to start a friendly conversation without that dangerous. His relationship with Camus was not as open as possible, and could only be a slight idea of the emotions of that, from what littleI could guess, would still be annoying.
"Yes ... - Milo proved his theory as erroneous, when a friendly gaze met his eyes directly at the time Camus uncovered the face of his chest, raising it to E l until their noses touched.
Camus sighed, and stood looking at Milo with contradictory feelings revealed in her eyes, usually expressionless, but too much alive in those moments. Milo liked to see him like some extent, confused.
sometimes came to feel that was so far from Camus, which he surpassed himtherefore invisible and continue climbing pedestals to which he could not go ...
But right there at that moment that he wished to photograph and frame, it felt close, identifiable, understandable, more human than ever. More like him.
-Milo ... I regret having been so hard. It was not my intention to hurt you, just wanted to protect you ... -
"I do not mind .- He hastened to say. Side smiled weakly, still hurt to remember that everything I had worked in his life worth anything, and I would tiea good actor, right? - your smile, but more charming and cunning, had no relaxing effect Milo wanted to Camus. "Too good
.- another sigh, deep and tense. Milo frowned seriously. He caught the sharp Camus face in both hands, getting the full attention of that, but that was something they had invariably.
"Never will I fall to the dark side, Camus ... - and shook his head for emphasis, with gentle movements while approaching his face.
- ... would reject all my beliefs, to deny who I am, forget the love I feel for you & hellip; He stopped its slow approach. He made a gesture of resignation, twisting her lips slightly.
"Obviously I was not the best Jedi I could have been ... But while I have you, my strength, my light, nothing can out of the way ... On our way .- corrected the latest and smiled, sweetness, sincerity, dazzling. Camus felt he fell in love with him for the umpteenth time.
"I love you both, Milo .- whined to him, burying his face in the base of the neck who then embraced and aggressively possessive.
-I fight for you, you know ?...- suddenly felt his eyes clouded with stranges eyes, Milo imitated moments later, and dozed during the trip.
only separated when the ship's computer warned of the proximity to Coruscant. Camus returned to the cab and took the controls. Although their immediate destination should be the Jedi Temple, he stopped first at the building where Milo lived.
had been fired on the ramp, with a hug and a kiss meaning long as possible.
- Will we be tomorrow? "Camus nodded and smiled in response to Milo before it will turn and start walking toward the entrance. Then the Jedi reminded cosAfter informing the Council of his experience during the mission, and the things he had learned, specifically the confirmed existence of a dangerous Sith leader, rose more intense inspections and searches, were assigned Senators bodyguards who remained on Coruscant, and Chancellor Palpatine watched more closely.
The Council did not rely entirely on the man who clearly started to pull strings among members of the Senate for officially an absolute power. And shortly after the return of Camus, the above had been organized, suddenly and without much reason for it, a meeting of colossal dimensionss, all Senator and leader of the Republic was invited to the celebration of little sense.
week had passed with deceptive speed. The next night the Jedi would come to the party undercover, disguised as civilians. Camus was unbearably worried ... in the Force was not only the dark mist had turned into a thick blanket, almost palpable to the senses. Less
was reassured when Padmé knew even attend, was part of the plan of the Jedi, which had been proposed to start from the enterprising girl. Would "bait" to Vader. The Jedi & harnesslde, or trying to clear his mind. He closed his eyes, let the minutes pass, but no peace came with silence.
thought of Milo. Had a vital need to see, the past days had not had time to visit. Do not see every day was a painful habit of taking ...
And precisely the unexpected appearance in his mind a picture of Milo, suffering and weeping bitterly, forcing him to open his eyes abruptly.
was one of the many terrible things he saw during his meditation in the gardens of the Palace of Naboo. And from time to time, in their dreams, again; Aacute; s definitive and much less hopeful.
"It hurts, does not it? - No. .. that does not even begin to describe it. It was all an emotional tear, caused by the hated certain that his worst nightmare come true ...
Scared, air sucked desesperacióny blinked several times, then making sure never to close my eyes .
was then that he realized that this voice was not the product of his imagination. It was not pondering his own mind, but someone else.
A lump in the throat barely allowed to breathe. Sharpened the sight of the m & aacutfalling down her back, until finally admit, Camus felt his heart stop, crystallize your brain, your entire being to be shaken by a cataclysm, and his voice a bare whisper become inaudible ...
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tired sigh, trying to free his concern to the beneficent force, Camus took the courage to play a couple of times the apartment intercom. Deleted the concerned face that looked her face from early this morning when he met with the Board ...
Not a day off and had another mission. A much more risky and important. But Camus never show dissent when his duty in question. Would do what was needed of him without hesitation.
The problem, and whyhis apprehensive was that Milo would not react in a good way when he learned of his new assignment.
was the first time I visited him in his new home, was alarmed last night when he seemed to vanish without a goodbye or explanation. After talking to Hallie, Camus had calmed a little, but still worried about the link Milo feel quiet and depressed.
-Camus ... - simultaneously listened to the hiss of the sliding door that opened to reveal the person he sought.
The blue-eyed smile and crossed the threshold. Without wasting any time hugged Milo, looking after sus a much needed mouth to kiss. The other adjusted his hands on either side of the waist of Camus, and behind them the door automatically closed. They took a few steps to share that closeness, until the edge of a chair crashed into the back of the knees of Camus. Reluctant
put distance between them, but only the minimum that was necessary for their eyes had space to cross. "Nice place
smiled .- Camus, just to say something, and that he had no time or take a look at the site. Milo
side smiled, realizing how little true of the commentary. Tested the thewhich is then hand pressed to his. Camus turned to Milo, and its expression was shown to be controlled normally suffered when he finally confessed,
"I'll have to leave Coruscant for a few days ... - felt the shock of Milo. It was something that was expected, after what just happened, what anguish it felt, how dangerous the whole situation had become, let's look for some indefinite period of time was not the best for anyone.
- Once you have assigned another mission? -
"No time to lose. And as I have dealt with theSith previously, the Council considered me suitable for this assignment ... - Milo ceñoy wrinkled his lips in a taut line. The only reference to the Council hearing made him grumpy.
To distract him, Camus went on to explain, which ended up being inconvenient for the end, Milo's face was an unfortunate mixture of alarm, outrage, surprise and terror. Camus
go on a research mission. Look for the base - if it existed - the Sith, as the Council suspected that challenging the traditional rule that whenever there were only aSith master and pupil, perhaps there were more of these individuals corrupting various parts of the massive galaxy. If Camus could contact any of them, pretending to be a Jedi deserter, the benefits would be unlimited, may ultimately uncover the identity of the leader Sith Lord.
would be extremely risky, first, find them, and second, convince them to surrender loyalty to the dark side. It was the most ridiculous thing in the world, but it was credible was based on that the success of the mission and getting out of it alive. Milo
nearly rolling on the floor with laughter ... never a members Council had seemed so incredibly stupid. The injustice that had been submitted for less than a day was nothing compared to this insanity of a participant who did Camus.
- They're crazy! You also lend to this! - Shook his head, determined not to let out on the suicide mission. And, Who with a grain of intelligence will Camus creeríaa rebel Jedi's role?.
"I knew you did not seem a good idea, however your opinion is not what I came to look ... Sxed in his coat and loosened his belt, he snuck under his robes and touching the skin of smoothness that there were fresh. Camus hands Milo also worked on a similar way, the clothes he wore was not the Jedi outfit complicated, but a much simpler jersey slip, and a common pants nor would refuse to be undone.
Thus, the first to get naked eye was the turquoise color that looked incredibly sparkling in those moments when they had the most beautiful vision who knew so undeservedly close ...
In a sudden outburst, Milo dected multiple and fleeting kisses her cheeks reddened slightly Camus, who moved the palms of your hands firmly on the back of another, and fit more comfortably under it, allowing space between lifting the thighs and hips together a pair of hands slid his pants falling down her legs.
then traveled such tips carefully; Milo sighed, enjoying all of the chills that the skin of Camus suffered under his eager buds. These sculpted legs soon began to move, demanding more of the delicate treatment of the hands of Milo, and rubbing encouragee; a need to speak. Camus
smiled and moved his face so his nose brushed the other who was a millimeter away from yours. His hands moved from Milo's shoulders to the sides of his face, stroked her cheeks and drew him a short kiss and amusing sound.
"Sure I have ... we are one, Milo. I know how much you love me, and you know the same of me .- paused when he had to drop a broken sigh, Milo had not stopped her caresses, the bare chest ran strongly Camus, while continuing to stare at the boy's face flushed deliciously whose eyes narrowed peliazulor Camus. But knowing that does not mean that I had to tell him.
Fear itself is not a feeling of a Jedi. Fear leads the Dark side. Milo was very much afraid that judgmental statement. But it was not Jedi, feared more than anything to lose all he had. And that fear would be there even if they were just friends Ely Camus, and in all it was a positive emotion that betrayed his humanity, inevitable.
"You have to go back, Camus ... or me .. I do not know ..." he began to babble not hide his despair. Camus factions soon be contror property. Your body, your soul, and the mixture of both in a heart that belonged to him also.
the milky thighs squeezed between your fingers when the tantalizing pelvis before rubbed against him, was raised only to be felt more vividly than ever unprepared, came with some work in é , l heard him gasp and suffer temporarily, charged by instinct, and the whining that escaped from her lips was inhumanly exciting ... nails that scratched his chest and abdomen increased the indescribable effect restless to become one with Camus always wore. CH
TMLXC He arched his back, the muscles hugging Milo member contracted around him and the boy closed his eyes tightly, clenched his teeth and snorted in disbelief to be able to cope.
would stay with the doubt if he could do it. Just
were synchronized in a leisurely pace, and beginning the path to what they knew would be a celestial and shared climax, when an event that was annoyingly repetitive and irrelevant, an electronic sound was beginning to listen.
The sound was, as they both knew, from the locator Camus, who lost bnder the Jedi uniform lying on the ground inform the owner of an urgent message.
snorted frustrated and Camus Milo sighed in resignation, carefully separated from the other and kneeling on the floor to begin searching for the aforementioned unit. Milo joined the meantime to sit deep breath and tried to relax. Camus volveríaa sensed that his side once they read that message. "It's
Master Yoda ... - Milo rolled his eyes up and knowing that every opportunity to share this evening with Camus had fizzled, picked up her clothes and began dressing. Fromute, to encourage him with a kiss is not very effective. Left him with a trembling smile in response was a dejected sigh.
And as said, Camus returned, but he took a grim and disturbing surprise at not finding at home that night Milo.
was the worst thing that could have passed, the no goodbye. I waited as much as he could before leaving a recorded voice message over the intercom, then, restless, not knowing his whereabouts, and disappointed not to have seen before from a mission that was not sure if he would return, Camus returned reluctantly to the nasee that was parked on the platform of the apartment complex.
overshadowed Coruscant lights the stars, but it was undeniably dark and increasingly late to start. He felt left everything there, everything important anyway.
When in reality, the human representation of everything that was meaningful to him was much closer than I expected.
advantage
After the lapse of time during which Camus waited in vain for his arrival to slip into the ship, carefully disguising his signature Force to maintain the bond he shared with another movieBlue tightly limited, Milo lay crouched in the cargo hold, waiting impatiently for the right moment to reveal its presence Camus, that is, when they were far enough from Coruscant and he could not send him back.
ended falling asleep, which made her wait. Meanwhile, Camus took hours to a distant planet in the outer edge of the Republic. An ambiguous report that the Council had received marked this place as the starting point for your search, but after a full day of travel, study, and discuss with the Force, not as concluded the place he sought. However, after talking to inhabitteas and passengers had got information that the most promising destinations llevaríaa success.
When the Jedi returned to his ship, his instincts warned him of an intruder, and in a moment Camus was brandished his lightsaber and turned on. However, once we look more closely Force, proved not sure rejoice or cry out in exasperation that this presence was not an enemy.
Indeed, his senses are not lying to him, the dark curly hair that just stuck out the back of one seat in the cockpit, pertenecíaa Milo. Terms & oacute
da that was said could reassure Camus. So Milo was limited to bear the scolding of the other until he had given up sighing and admitting, in a whisper softly but Milo could hear perfectly well
"Well ... at least we're together .-
- I'm glad you see the bright side! - the other cynical and morbidly concluded enthusiastically. Went to one side of Camus and patted his shoulder before disappearing into the personal living quarters. He knew better than to ask for a kiss ... Camus would be angry and somewhat aloof with him throughout the week ...
- We have a week on red herrings! -
... Maybe more than a week.
- What to do?. I can not ignore them, but not take me anywhere, everything is a matter of probabilities, the search eventually pay off. Also, I do not care if you get bored. You should not be here in the first place .- spoke without taking his eyes from the screen, organize and coordinate flight times, sending signals to the robot astromech paths to take, deliberately denying their attention Milo. Milo
snorted and Cross & oacutee; of arms. He directed his gaze to a small round window through which it looked, still somewhat distant, the planet Geonosis. It was not the first time either visiting the site. And not a good memory only brought him, at that time just perdíaa his Master in this place, and because of the insectoid inhabitants came close to losing tambiéna Camus. Do not step on the rocky planet excited and hostile again.
However, an inspection Force surrounding this star checked them both a dark presence was there. Whoever it was, was clearly more powerful incLuso Darth Vader, more controlled and confident of its darkness. And therefore undoubtedly more dangerous.
"The Master ... - Camus concluded. And no doubt more, commissioned Milo the landing craft while looking for suitable clothes in which they replaced.
The temporary driver was not at all excited about the development of events. The ship stopped at a safe distance from the center were grouped a host of typical industrial factories Geonosian which had just been hired to develop machinery and parts to build a nascent project called "starNo loosened the grip of Camus and looked acquiring an unusually severe countenance.
"I heard perfectly. But I do not really know if you think I will let you face the Sith alone ...-
"It's because you know so well, I will not let you out of here .- And just headed to the panel control by the door to seal it with a password that is obviously not going to reveal to Milo, when he grabbed her shoulders and pushed a few steps away, distracting him from what he intended.
- Please, put yourself in my place! I know you're in danger, I knowI need, and you also know ... ask me how I stay behind?! -
- Understand that I can not allow it! This mission does not concern you, not you're a Jedi! - She left him, reproach him sorry because the latter had been a mistake. Milo looked hurt, not to mention another word walked proud, lost behind the door of the private part.
Camus felt he should go after Ely apologize, then I would leave it worse consequences. Maybe not even have the opber and personal interests. But there was also a sickly order among all this, they were perfectly clear about their definitions of good and evil.
doubt I could do, could confuse it, but it was not material to be completely seduced.
She was blatantly cheating.
-Rise .- ordered with that eerie voice ringing skin crawl Camus, who obeyed without hesitation.
"I need another student .- Vader was incredibly capable, but currently a bit distracted on that insipid hunt looking for his wife, he obeyed every command, was extremely effective, and increasingly m & amp; aacute; s ruthless. It would be a worthy successor.
"I ask that honor, my Lord ... but it would be a faithful servant .- He stared at the shadows playing on the old man's face, making it impossible identification. Appreciated to a draw at that crooked smile creased his lips, but did not know how to interpret this disturbing gesture.
soulless and creepy laughter that followed, ended by diluting their hopes entirely.
tired sigh, trying to free his concern to the beneficent force, Camus took the courage to play a couple of times the apartment intercom. Deleted the concerned face that looked her face from early this morning when he met with the Board ...
Not a day off and had another mission. A much more risky and important. But Camus never show dissent when his duty in question. Would do what was needed of him without hesitation.
The problem, and whyhis apprehensive was that Milo would not react in a good way when he learned of his new assignment.
was the first time I visited him in his new home, was alarmed last night when he seemed to vanish without a goodbye or explanation. After talking to Hallie, Camus had calmed a little, but still worried about the link Milo feel quiet and depressed.
-Camus ... - simultaneously listened to the hiss of the sliding door that opened to reveal the person he sought.
The blue-eyed smile and crossed the threshold. Without wasting any time hugged Milo, looking after sus a much needed mouth to kiss. The other adjusted his hands on either side of the waist of Camus, and behind them the door automatically closed. They took a few steps to share that closeness, until the edge of a chair crashed into the back of the knees of Camus. Reluctant
put distance between them, but only the minimum that was necessary for their eyes had space to cross. "Nice place
smiled .- Camus, just to say something, and that he had no time or take a look at the site. Milo
side smiled, realizing how little true of the commentary. Tested the thewhich is then hand pressed to his. Camus turned to Milo, and its expression was shown to be controlled normally suffered when he finally confessed,
"I'll have to leave Coruscant for a few days ... - felt the shock of Milo. It was something that was expected, after what just happened, what anguish it felt, how dangerous the whole situation had become, let's look for some indefinite period of time was not the best for anyone.
- Once you have assigned another mission? -
"No time to lose. And as I have dealt with theSith previously, the Council considered me suitable for this assignment ... - Milo ceñoy wrinkled his lips in a taut line. The only reference to the Council hearing made him grumpy.
To distract him, Camus went on to explain, which ended up being inconvenient for the end, Milo's face was an unfortunate mixture of alarm, outrage, surprise and terror. Camus
go on a research mission. Look for the base - if it existed - the Sith, as the Council suspected that challenging the traditional rule that whenever there were only aSith master and pupil, perhaps there were more of these individuals corrupting various parts of the massive galaxy. If Camus could contact any of them, pretending to be a Jedi deserter, the benefits would be unlimited, may ultimately uncover the identity of the leader Sith Lord.
would be extremely risky, first, find them, and second, convince them to surrender loyalty to the dark side. It was the most ridiculous thing in the world, but it was credible was based on that the success of the mission and getting out of it alive. Milo
nearly rolling on the floor with laughter ... never a members Council had seemed so incredibly stupid. The injustice that had been submitted for less than a day was nothing compared to this insanity of a participant who did Camus.
- They're crazy! You also lend to this! - Shook his head, determined not to let out on the suicide mission. And, Who with a grain of intelligence will Camus creeríaa rebel Jedi's role?.
"I knew you did not seem a good idea, however your opinion is not what I came to look ... Sxed in his coat and loosened his belt, he snuck under his robes and touching the skin of smoothness that there were fresh. Camus hands Milo also worked on a similar way, the clothes he wore was not the Jedi outfit complicated, but a much simpler jersey slip, and a common pants nor would refuse to be undone.
Thus, the first to get naked eye was the turquoise color that looked incredibly sparkling in those moments when they had the most beautiful vision who knew so undeservedly close ...
In a sudden outburst, Milo dected multiple and fleeting kisses her cheeks reddened slightly Camus, who moved the palms of your hands firmly on the back of another, and fit more comfortably under it, allowing space between lifting the thighs and hips together a pair of hands slid his pants falling down her legs.
then traveled such tips carefully; Milo sighed, enjoying all of the chills that the skin of Camus suffered under his eager buds. These sculpted legs soon began to move, demanding more of the delicate treatment of the hands of Milo, and rubbing encouragee; a need to speak. Camus
smiled and moved his face so his nose brushed the other who was a millimeter away from yours. His hands moved from Milo's shoulders to the sides of his face, stroked her cheeks and drew him a short kiss and amusing sound.
"Sure I have ... we are one, Milo. I know how much you love me, and you know the same of me .- paused when he had to drop a broken sigh, Milo had not stopped her caresses, the bare chest ran strongly Camus, while continuing to stare at the boy's face flushed deliciously whose eyes narrowed peliazulor Camus. But knowing that does not mean that I had to tell him.
Fear itself is not a feeling of a Jedi. Fear leads the Dark side. Milo was very much afraid that judgmental statement. But it was not Jedi, feared more than anything to lose all he had. And that fear would be there even if they were just friends Ely Camus, and in all it was a positive emotion that betrayed his humanity, inevitable.
"You have to go back, Camus ... or me .. I do not know ..." he began to babble not hide his despair. Camus factions soon be contror property. Your body, your soul, and the mixture of both in a heart that belonged to him also.
the milky thighs squeezed between your fingers when the tantalizing pelvis before rubbed against him, was raised only to be felt more vividly than ever unprepared, came with some work in é , l heard him gasp and suffer temporarily, charged by instinct, and the whining that escaped from her lips was inhumanly exciting ... nails that scratched his chest and abdomen increased the indescribable effect restless to become one with Camus always wore. CH
TMLXC He arched his back, the muscles hugging Milo member contracted around him and the boy closed his eyes tightly, clenched his teeth and snorted in disbelief to be able to cope.
would stay with the doubt if he could do it. Just
were synchronized in a leisurely pace, and beginning the path to what they knew would be a celestial and shared climax, when an event that was annoyingly repetitive and irrelevant, an electronic sound was beginning to listen.
The sound was, as they both knew, from the locator Camus, who lost bnder the Jedi uniform lying on the ground inform the owner of an urgent message.
snorted frustrated and Camus Milo sighed in resignation, carefully separated from the other and kneeling on the floor to begin searching for the aforementioned unit. Milo joined the meantime to sit deep breath and tried to relax. Camus volveríaa sensed that his side once they read that message. "It's
Master Yoda ... - Milo rolled his eyes up and knowing that every opportunity to share this evening with Camus had fizzled, picked up her clothes and began dressing. Fromute, to encourage him with a kiss is not very effective. Left him with a trembling smile in response was a dejected sigh.
And as said, Camus returned, but he took a grim and disturbing surprise at not finding at home that night Milo.
was the worst thing that could have passed, the no goodbye. I waited as much as he could before leaving a recorded voice message over the intercom, then, restless, not knowing his whereabouts, and disappointed not to have seen before from a mission that was not sure if he would return, Camus returned reluctantly to the nasee that was parked on the platform of the apartment complex.
overshadowed Coruscant lights the stars, but it was undeniably dark and increasingly late to start. He felt left everything there, everything important anyway.
When in reality, the human representation of everything that was meaningful to him was much closer than I expected.
advantage
After the lapse of time during which Camus waited in vain for his arrival to slip into the ship, carefully disguising his signature Force to maintain the bond he shared with another movieBlue tightly limited, Milo lay crouched in the cargo hold, waiting impatiently for the right moment to reveal its presence Camus, that is, when they were far enough from Coruscant and he could not send him back.
ended falling asleep, which made her wait. Meanwhile, Camus took hours to a distant planet in the outer edge of the Republic. An ambiguous report that the Council had received marked this place as the starting point for your search, but after a full day of travel, study, and discuss with the Force, not as concluded the place he sought. However, after talking to inhabitteas and passengers had got information that the most promising destinations llevaríaa success.
When the Jedi returned to his ship, his instincts warned him of an intruder, and in a moment Camus was brandished his lightsaber and turned on. However, once we look more closely Force, proved not sure rejoice or cry out in exasperation that this presence was not an enemy.
Indeed, his senses are not lying to him, the dark curly hair that just stuck out the back of one seat in the cockpit, pertenecíaa Milo. Terms & oacute
da that was said could reassure Camus. So Milo was limited to bear the scolding of the other until he had given up sighing and admitting, in a whisper softly but Milo could hear perfectly well
"Well ... at least we're together .-
- I'm glad you see the bright side! - the other cynical and morbidly concluded enthusiastically. Went to one side of Camus and patted his shoulder before disappearing into the personal living quarters. He knew better than to ask for a kiss ... Camus would be angry and somewhat aloof with him throughout the week ...
- We have a week on red herrings! -
... Maybe more than a week.
- What to do?. I can not ignore them, but not take me anywhere, everything is a matter of probabilities, the search eventually pay off. Also, I do not care if you get bored. You should not be here in the first place .- spoke without taking his eyes from the screen, organize and coordinate flight times, sending signals to the robot astromech paths to take, deliberately denying their attention Milo. Milo
snorted and Cross & oacutee; of arms. He directed his gaze to a small round window through which it looked, still somewhat distant, the planet Geonosis. It was not the first time either visiting the site. And not a good memory only brought him, at that time just perdíaa his Master in this place, and because of the insectoid inhabitants came close to losing tambiéna Camus. Do not step on the rocky planet excited and hostile again.
However, an inspection Force surrounding this star checked them both a dark presence was there. Whoever it was, was clearly more powerful incLuso Darth Vader, more controlled and confident of its darkness. And therefore undoubtedly more dangerous.
"The Master ... - Camus concluded. And no doubt more, commissioned Milo the landing craft while looking for suitable clothes in which they replaced.
The temporary driver was not at all excited about the development of events. The ship stopped at a safe distance from the center were grouped a host of typical industrial factories Geonosian which had just been hired to develop machinery and parts to build a nascent project called "starNo loosened the grip of Camus and looked acquiring an unusually severe countenance.
"I heard perfectly. But I do not really know if you think I will let you face the Sith alone ...-
"It's because you know so well, I will not let you out of here .- And just headed to the panel control by the door to seal it with a password that is obviously not going to reveal to Milo, when he grabbed her shoulders and pushed a few steps away, distracting him from what he intended.
- Please, put yourself in my place! I know you're in danger, I knowI need, and you also know ... ask me how I stay behind?! -
- Understand that I can not allow it! This mission does not concern you, not you're a Jedi! - She left him, reproach him sorry because the latter had been a mistake. Milo looked hurt, not to mention another word walked proud, lost behind the door of the private part.
Camus felt he should go after Ely apologize, then I would leave it worse consequences. Maybe not even have the opber and personal interests. But there was also a sickly order among all this, they were perfectly clear about their definitions of good and evil.
doubt I could do, could confuse it, but it was not material to be completely seduced.
She was blatantly cheating.
-Rise .- ordered with that eerie voice ringing skin crawl Camus, who obeyed without hesitation.
"I need another student .- Vader was incredibly capable, but currently a bit distracted on that insipid hunt looking for his wife, he obeyed every command, was extremely effective, and increasingly m & amp; aacute; s ruthless. It would be a worthy successor.
"I ask that honor, my Lord ... but it would be a faithful servant .- He stared at the shadows playing on the old man's face, making it impossible identification. Appreciated to a draw at that crooked smile creased his lips, but did not know how to interpret this disturbing gesture.
soulless and creepy laughter that followed, ended by diluting their hopes entirely.
Imagenes De Hannan Montana The Last Remaining Light Part II, 19 -14
Mirror of enemies, the Jedi, Senator Amidala, the lady of companies that charge Leia, and the few guards who accompanied them, went through in a hurry and in a daring act, as far as the esplanade unprotected expected real ship.
transport
That area was filled in a blink, among the total mess of ships, barges, and all types of transport which were quickly occupied by anyone who longed to escape, leading the small group crossed ; with the delegation of Senator Bail Organa and defenses, with whom he barely had time to exchange a couple of talks before the incessant fire fell on them when the rows of soldiers androides arrived. - Meet at Alderaan! - Said the dark-haired bodyguards who guided quickly after another ship that would soon leave the surface. Those who had more difficult to deal were the people who are responsible for protecting Camus, the endless color lasers was directed just to them, who could not afford to waste time hiding under the platform approach that had served them for protection, especially when the triumphant leader of the attack to an appearance outside the palace.
The flurry of dark force that reachesbehind, and continuous casting glances at the nurse who, assisted by one of the pilots managed to reach safety with Leia in the nave. Padmé had the fleeting urge to order them to withdraw, leaving them behind. But that decision would not affect only her, but the Jedi and the group of guards who remained at his side on the ground, so taking a blaster of a droid fallen, and partial restoration after Camus , joined in the work of Reflect attacks, while with slow progress back, expecting to arrive at your means of escape.
Darth Vader, confident of victory, not long m & acenter of the chest of a boy who works reach to duck and roll on the floor to avoid getting near its end boundary, and away from your attacker while getting situated between it and the ship against which the two opposing sides faced.
located
When Milo Camus dangerously face - but did little else to defend himself unsteadily - with which it was considered the most ruthless man in the universe, came to the resolution , that one second of delay could not afford.
reached for the nearest line of droids, tombstonesdominoes, and getting a brief chance to get to the doorway of the ship, along with Padmé, who snatched the blaster he used to shoot into Darth Vader, touching the shoulder and calling his attention successfully n away from Milo, who has sported a superficial burn on her cheek caused by a fleeting contact with the sword of the Sith. Milo
advantage that the aforementioned server side fight Dark paused while searching with his eyes the perpetrator of the wound that was bleeding then his shoulder to slip quickly into the ship, not even bothering to avoid multiple lasers directedEly to rely on his speed would be the best ally to arrive safely at the boarding ramp that just began to be lifted when he hooked his hands in the last steps.
With the ship rising a few feet from the ground and saw his failure as imminent, Vader muttered a direct order to the nearest droid found, and he immediately directed the look of Padmé his gun and his human shield, Camus, who distracted because Milo finished climbing the almost completely vertical ramp, was surprised by the sudden impact of giving it full on his chest collapsed urgeneously, making it slide until Milo was able to hold and attract the waist against himself, seconds after Padme suffer the same fate, Milo opened his eyes saw too much when you start falling, but alarmed to learn that Camus could not hold and the woman at the same time, he was relieved when a guard reached to hold the girl's arm, pulling it up and inside the ship, and then offer Milo and a hand to help him up.
The ship had to leave quickly turned away from further attacks on the entry that was recently closed, and in a very short span ofdistance increased his speed to the maximum, leaving the small planet and leaving behind the enemy anyway and took the decision not to follow. Darth Vader
not enjoy the simplicity of a chase, but the challenge of hunting.
-.-.-.-
- Coruscant Take us immediately, "roared almost hysterical Milo.
"But Senator Organa said ... -
A menacing look of Turquoise eyes of the young savages, and the pilot made no further objection to the wishes of that, in any place that would be better served Camus in teaMPLO Jedi.
-establish coordinates to Coruscant ... - happy to be obeyed, Milo rushed to the cabin where Camus Padmé and remained unconscious, lying on a couple of beds, and being attended by a few people who had bonded an fled with them.
- Leia right? - Asked the first girl to cross at his side, who nodded before leaving the room next door, just to take care of the child.
Milo stood beside the bed Camus, no wound was visible on it, or the senator, which was assumed to Milo that Darth Vader poker & iacutee; aa Padmé alive. Another reason he could think of for the blasters of his army had proved to be programmed to the low level of stun.
reassuring after the terrible times of stress, Milo allowed himself to feel pain, and discovered that besides the red and subtly mark on his cheek bleeding, was hit by the saber Sith in his left forearm and on her waist on that side.
believed such trivial injuries and his trip to the bathroom to clean and dress did not last more than a few minutes. However, with the passing hours, the incision on his forearmor proved to be more serious than he had wanted to believe, would not stop bleeding and hourly should change the bandages to prevent drenched.
and had many hours to repeat the routine until Coruscant and his soles were noticeable from a distance.
Upon landing in the Jedi Temple Terrace, Milo was immediately convened the fourth meeting of the Council, while Camus and Padmé were taken care of the healers at the clinic, and Leia sheltered in a secured room, no company but their nanny, the royal guards and a young Jedi supplementing protective equipment.
shaken & Milooacute; the head as he walked the final steps to the fourth councilor. For a long time that blood loss was charging effects on the exhausted Jedi, who sentíaa his eyelids growing heavier and more blurred sight, but sighed deeply and harmonizing with Force, brought great energy to push the door that llevaríaa where the twelve members of the Council as expected. Stopping
its way into the center of the semicircle of seats, Milo, without being able to fully bend his body, he just nodded his head weakly in respectful greeting, but neither obviouslyas flicker, the reprimands were thrown in different voices and tirelessly towards the confusing Milo, who, with work could record every word, distracted by small droplets of blood caresses gave the tips of his fingers before falling to polished floor.
-Give your lightsaber .- I was not sure who said it, maybe all at the same time, the impression was allowed too much attention to anything other than the devastating significance these unexpected words.
But he warned. It was the first mistake I made, and for a Jedi was not allowed the luxury of many. Milo, you are not consenting & iacute...
Milo did not know how he could walk to leave the room respected. He heard the words of Aioria and Alex, whom he thought he saw approaching towards him, not suffered the blow of his face against the floor, and did not mind the comforting darkness that followed.
-.-.-.-
shook his head sideways, twisting his neck to hear thunder, his whole body was still blunted the effect of the laser, but there would ; to have sought out better rid of dangerous attack. Padmé was already recovered and was also abandonedthe clinic. Camus stood there waiting for Milo.
consciousness for the latter not long in coming, opened his eyes and located a smiling compassionately Camus occupying a chair beside the bed where he was.
Milo Camus saw close to kiss his muddled mind allowed him to enjoy. When he retired, Milo averted had become a moment to another in a tearful gaze, and sheepishly asked,
- You know? - Camus hung his head after he said a couple times.
"Yes. The senator was to speakcute; last time.
-.-.-.-
"You can have it .- Camus looked at the sword of light that was placed in his hand, instantly recognizable as belonging old Milo, and then only made his anger flare up more.
"It's not fair, Maestro, well knows .- discretion had been lost for several minutes ago.
Camus put aside the fact that the most revered Jedi Order era who listened to his reckless claims, and who tolerantly endure the inquisition continued verbal peliazul young. In those moments did not care.
"He's a risk;l little guy.
- What do you mean?, "One sacrifice to keep the other?, What kind of mentality is that!? - Yoda turned to the angry boy with a tacit warning his eyes, that could not stand much more of their breakdown.
-errors committed, not just today. And the reason has always been you. Probably what we're saving for a worse fate ... Anakin example was, what we will not allow any more .-
And then? Was it their fault that they did this with Milo, who did not show more tolerance for him, for nn the site, which so often had saved his life, and which had defended those she loved. And he had been snatched from him, along with all the meaning of his existence.
inadvertently detached duty, driven from his home ...
What would your teacher?. Milo
hid his face in his hands, hiding her crying himself, since the site was no one else testified to their grief.
had walked through the gardens until the morning he settled, came to the special place he considered his, and where possible to remember so many things that sor life as a Jedi had brought him, and now seemed never to have happened, its existence had been a joke, a waste of time. A total fiasco.
heard noises behind some nearby trees that made him lift his head and inspect the surroundings with his eyes. Really surprised that someone else was in that place, and was surprised even more when they were Hallie, and another boy about his age maso, who came from the passage that only except for Camus, he only thought he knew. She stops
CIO equally surprised to see him there, but was puzzled when her big green eyes took note of the unusual Milo wearing clothes. He mumbled something into the ear of his friend, and he returned along the path that had brought them there, but not before promising that they would do it again later in the square of center of the garden.
- Your boyfriend? - Milo asked the girl walking towards him, and made a gesture of sulking while blushing.
"Never. Although he insists ... but, no! ... My first boyfriend will be, Camus, when he does take it off .- impishly stuck her tongue, and Milo had to laugh.
- What's with those clothes? - Hallie asked, curious.
"Well ... I'll go. And I do not see much around here ... - sighed wearily, and the apprentice realized that whatever it is, it should continue examining the issue.
-Hallie, "I can ask a favor? - The aforementioned nodded without hesitation.
-Despídeme of Aioria, Alex and Milo Camus .- picked up the bag he had left on the floor at his feet, and slung on his back. Volte ó to the little sad wondering something;
- Are you going now? -
"Yes. - He stood, and Hallie followed suit.
- See you soon? - Asked almost pleadingly, coming to embrace Milo for short periods.
-Maybe ... "she smiled faintly, stirring his curly hair. Laughing at the gesture with both hands and accommodating the mess that was his hair, Hallie walked away.
"Goodbye, Milo. May the Force be with you .- smiled the last sentence. Milo felt a bittersweet end to listen.desktop search, only one who knew.
The house was on a high floor, and was decorated like the senator, Milo guessed. It was spacious, well located, a good place to live permanently.
But there was too much silence. Force-sensitive individuals percibíaa not in any close around it, the constant presence whenever his fellow Jedi were not now, and the emptiness that was brought to him impossible to pass by unnoticed.
The fiery warmth of her tears could not be ignored, but at least Milo could pretend that those drops were not,when to throw on his new bed, a fluffy pillow received her face gently, absorbing any moisture seep their inconsolable turquoise eyes, even at the risk of that finish completely soaked hours
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Chapter 13. Lego moons
No sun that will challenge the protection of their eyelids in the morning. The dark blue of the morning was what a pair of turquoise eyes were found at the end of their lethargy.
The pair of orbits turned aside, looking for those who were his neighbors eternal dawn, more than just an empty space in the bed was Disappointingly they could contemplate. Milo
rose with a deep sigh, and without needing to find her gaze around the room what he needed, he directed his view, guided by an invisible imán, onto the small balcony outside the window.
- thought not wake up? - Approached the slender silhouette and confianzudamente leaned against his back, holding him by the waist and resting his chin on his shoulder.
"I was going to do in minutes ... - Camus said, seconds before a small smile as he felt a gentle kiss on the side of his neck.
- ... But I'm glad you're ahead of me .- He turned and found himself face to face with him, crossed eyes, which were enjoyed being fixed in each other deeply, because after all Those twopairs of eyes had gone all night without seeing.
All cruelty.
And when the prolonged eye contact is over, their bodies were connected in different ways, but just as usual for them, their lips brushed giving the good morning, and ended up forming two broad smiles that reflected the despreocupació n that was at that time seized by a friendly and relaxed state.
Such encouragement would last little while, and will vanish quickly when forced to recall the number of responsibilities that the important day that began promised.
After the small &tion.
When they met Obi-Wan Kenobi on the outskirts of the small palace, with the actual mechanical finishing equipment thorough inspection of transport they would use, they found that the aforementioned Jedi ready to go, jealously holding his arms to one of the two important little people should be protected. And behind him, a Padmé that he did not know where to hide the tears countless unsympathetic flippantly struggled to overflow their eyes, and unable to utter more words, simply waving his hand trembling fired when the trio approached the Jedi Knightsmp; iacute; ..., supplemented with remarkable agriedad in his voice. He sighed to say goodbye to the unpleasant memories that indirect mention of his former apprentice brought him, and continue more smoothly. Obi-Wan
explained that this was the home planet of Anakin - the now Darth Vader - and lived there it's half-brother, Owen Lars, who had agreed to take over his nephew Luke. Obi-Wan also said with some regret, that he would stay to maintain a low profile in this desert place, watching the child until it was time to continue with the path speriod to devote to hopefully give it time.
would be the last time they would cross the melancholy glances with eyes that said goodbye to them curious about the fate that would grant them the strength to those two guys.
- Do you regresarána Coruscant? - The young couple looked at each other for a moment of confusion, before returning his attention to the man in the doorway of what would their new home, engage in dialogue with them last.
"Well ... course. After the scale on Naboo, back to the temple. - Milo said, juand dismissing nodded.
"You too, Master Kenobi .- Milo said, still frowning, bathed by a sudden strange feeling of disappointment that Camus also shared.
And that does not take off the rest of the day.
That feeling also brought them some ambiguous and dark forebodings. And of course, who else was clinging to them for answers that Camus was not find quite the opposite of Milo who resigned to that force, which rarely was in perfect terms, sooner or later would make sometar express their appreciation for her ...
-Camus ... and if we did? - Milo looked at his companion, whose attention had now full. Camus asked with a confused blink to Milo to continue, seeking to understand what he was talking about. Milo smiled.
"And if after this, you leave everything behind? ... We could get lost in some distant planet, forget about everything ... "when he noticed the shocked look that led Camus, Milo the dreamy smile vanished from his lips, and continued with a tone serious and realistic.
"You know that the Order will not delay much longer standing. Many Jedi have been killed, and the impending conflict nobody will be saved, Darth Vader has taken a terrible power, the republic is falling ... - Camus refused
warmly with his head, and interrupting Milo mentioned the name the ruler who still clung to believe ...
-Palpatine ... - "... will fix everything," maybe I would have said, if you really would have been convinced.
-Palpatine ... "muttered Milo dientes." Master Kenobi believes he is one who is & aacutcute; GICA atmosphere of Naboo were received in the evening.
Upon landing, Camus Milo left the task of informing Amidala on the few details that made news during the mission, while he was lost in the vast forest that was the garden Naboo palace, looking at the living Force something that vanished from him the unpleasant feeling that brought him to know that something was wrong and not being able to discern that era. -.-.-
- seemed to good people? - The curly haired girl asked nervously chocolate while reviewing the paperwork scattered on a pequeñoy stylish desk located in your room. Behind her, a couple of her bridesmaids made sure to pack up the tiniest piece of jewelry, and the simplest gown. Padmé
not planned to return to that place.
"They were very kind to us ... and the Master Kenobi will be watching, do not have to worry about Luke .- No, I knew that the child would be safe, but understandably selfish, strange aba.
small also resting in his crib a few feet away has missed the presenceUILA half hour, and Camus sentíaa point of falling asleep on the warm body who took care of him, a twinge of images came to mind, stunning them as if he had been severely beaten head. He saw the same things he had experienced during meditation, but after that flash of horror, also witnessed scenes of his life, memories are not isolated in a very long timeline , has recently aroused the memory of his mother, his arrival at the Jedi Temple, his childhood and the constant company of Milo, adolescence and the constant company of Milo, the present and withstant company Milo ...
And within the army of 'Milos' he saw, he saw some other familiar faces, his Master, Yoda, Obi-Wan, Padme, Alex, Hallie, Aioria, Leahna, Saga ...
fully Contradictory other strange visions that caused an unexplained chest pain, they represented to him all fond memories.
-Milo ... did you ever talked about Saga? - How long did when they did not mention that name? And yet out of her lips as casual, when at the time, remember to have seenknew the true meaning to the deceased sister had for him.
-Countless times .- recalled with a certain weariness, all the times he came to feel moved by the friendship he shared with the other Camus peliazul, sobered by the admiration he professed, and guilty to knowing your executor.
"Yes, but ... Did you ever said ... how important it was for me? - There was no need for it, could save the Milo tell something that will surely bother. But Camus felt that it was the smallest detail, he must know every detail withever it quickly .- supplemented. Milo
assembled in his tanned face a total expression of question. Camus blinked and continued watching as naturally. Milo then quickly thought and came to the conclusion that the confession should not be surprised, in fact, rather alarmed not have noticed at the time.
"He's not my responsibility .- continued to explain Camus, diverting his eyes to remember the shot that he had felt then. "Even if he was actually quiin Camus ...- arched his eyebrows and blushed visibly, evoking memories.
- ... who does? Do not tell me ... I thought I was the first! - Milo Camus turned to looking great fun.
- I left, fool! He just kissed me ... - smiled and reached to caress behind her ear, like puppy. Milo leaned in search of pampering, reflecting on new information received. Ah ...-
remained thoughtful for a few seconds. Then he made a graceful gesture of sulking. - & Aute; quote agreement between their eyes, made their way back to the Palace, but no particular hurry, and the countless number of exotic vegetation that set the path, even in the darkness, was something entirely enjoyable ride. So while walking through the cool forest in comfortable quiet, holding hands, and any concerns momentarily forgotten, a fleeting thought crossed the mind of Camus, who is not otherwise dealt during those precious moments to ruminate on the incredible guy who walked beside him.
"Last night, when I saw in my dream, I thought you were a á Angel .- Camus Milo turned to face, smiling sweetly. The other loved that smile, though he had no idea of what Camus spoke.
- An Angel?, What Sith is this? .- Camus laughed weakly, returning the light to suit.
-creatures of legend ... living on the moons of Lego, and are the most beautiful beings in the universe, it is said ... (1) - Milo blushed slightly, and his lips curled flattered.
Camus was suddenly pulled forward sharply, forced to run by the young who led the suddenly accelerated path to the palace. Intent &; Oacute; resist but the tightness with which Milo held his hand was too strong and gave him no choice but to go after him.
Upon arrival, slipped through an alternate entrance, and Milo laughter drowned in a forced kiss on the lips panting Camus, who was cornered against a wall to get that contact had been suddenly need . When finally pushed Milo Camus begging for freedom, he already had advanced, giving space only to pull it into a new career, shorter, to the room they shared .
And with uncontrolledthat guided their actions so far, Milo Camus threw on the bed rocked while the body collided against it audibly complained. And he to complain when a weight hanging over him, crushing him against making him feel helplessly colchóny protected.
"This angel, take advantage of you tonight .- Milo whispered seductively in his ear Camus, before seeking the lips of it, and take them into a kiss applicant, mischievous and shamelessly hú cloth. Camus
inhaled a deep breath when that exchange termin ó, and placed his hands on the shoulders of Milo to keep a cautious distance. The angel smiled devilishly when his protege looked bleary-eyed, looked flushed cheeks, and talked with crisp inflection ...
"This Jedi ... it will .- Milo looked at him , in joyful surprise, then, with disbelief child asked,
- Really? Do not you wait until after the mission? - Camus grinned and Milo all the answer she received was the feeling his neck surrounded by a pair of arms that was called; Iacute; a. And outrageous panic everywhere is what Camus and Milo found the dressing awkwardly out of the room. The wide aisles, in blink of an eye, village servants were fleeing with terror, and guards who are desperately trying to calm the situation.
"Go with Senator .- Milo ordered, finished fixing his cloak, and holding his lightsaber in hand, firing the gun when he started running toward the fire entrance in search of unexpected enemy. - Take it to the ship and out of here! "- Cried a few yards, turning briefly.
- Milo! - Camus gavehorn meet and escort Padmé bonded, and accompanied them to the secret passages that would provide a discreet exit to the terrace where the plane was parked. But before going into the dark and narrow passage that was promised as a safe shortcut, Camus could not help lead an anxious glance toward the end of the hallway, which returns quickly, it could reach Milo.
Accepting with resignation heartbroken that there was not the slightest chance of that, and that the security of Padmé and Leia, in those moments was to mean more to him than the biennialbeing of Milo, bent his head to fit through the hidden door through which the small group escape.
Almost at the other end, among the debris left over from what used to be the elegant entrance of the palace, just a couple of cautious steps were heard, and a cylindrical golden light shone through the dense dust cloud had been lifted by the blast. Milo
covered her mouth and nose with the sleeve of his robe to avoid breathing the smoke that the fire originated, while the spacious camera scanned using the Force, for his vision Hallab
No sun that will challenge the protection of their eyelids in the morning. The dark blue of the morning was what a pair of turquoise eyes were found at the end of their lethargy.
The pair of orbits turned aside, looking for those who were his neighbors eternal dawn, more than just an empty space in the bed was Disappointingly they could contemplate. Milo
rose with a deep sigh, and without needing to find her gaze around the room what he needed, he directed his view, guided by an invisible imán, onto the small balcony outside the window.
- thought not wake up? - Approached the slender silhouette and confianzudamente leaned against his back, holding him by the waist and resting his chin on his shoulder.
"I was going to do in minutes ... - Camus said, seconds before a small smile as he felt a gentle kiss on the side of his neck.
- ... But I'm glad you're ahead of me .- He turned and found himself face to face with him, crossed eyes, which were enjoyed being fixed in each other deeply, because after all Those twopairs of eyes had gone all night without seeing.
All cruelty.
And when the prolonged eye contact is over, their bodies were connected in different ways, but just as usual for them, their lips brushed giving the good morning, and ended up forming two broad smiles that reflected the despreocupació n that was at that time seized by a friendly and relaxed state.
Such encouragement would last little while, and will vanish quickly when forced to recall the number of responsibilities that the important day that began promised.
After the small &tion.
When they met Obi-Wan Kenobi on the outskirts of the small palace, with the actual mechanical finishing equipment thorough inspection of transport they would use, they found that the aforementioned Jedi ready to go, jealously holding his arms to one of the two important little people should be protected. And behind him, a Padmé that he did not know where to hide the tears countless unsympathetic flippantly struggled to overflow their eyes, and unable to utter more words, simply waving his hand trembling fired when the trio approached the Jedi Knightsmp; iacute; ..., supplemented with remarkable agriedad in his voice. He sighed to say goodbye to the unpleasant memories that indirect mention of his former apprentice brought him, and continue more smoothly. Obi-Wan
explained that this was the home planet of Anakin - the now Darth Vader - and lived there it's half-brother, Owen Lars, who had agreed to take over his nephew Luke. Obi-Wan also said with some regret, that he would stay to maintain a low profile in this desert place, watching the child until it was time to continue with the path speriod to devote to hopefully give it time.
would be the last time they would cross the melancholy glances with eyes that said goodbye to them curious about the fate that would grant them the strength to those two guys.
- Do you regresarána Coruscant? - The young couple looked at each other for a moment of confusion, before returning his attention to the man in the doorway of what would their new home, engage in dialogue with them last.
"Well ... course. After the scale on Naboo, back to the temple. - Milo said, juand dismissing nodded.
"You too, Master Kenobi .- Milo said, still frowning, bathed by a sudden strange feeling of disappointment that Camus also shared.
And that does not take off the rest of the day.
That feeling also brought them some ambiguous and dark forebodings. And of course, who else was clinging to them for answers that Camus was not find quite the opposite of Milo who resigned to that force, which rarely was in perfect terms, sooner or later would make sometar express their appreciation for her ...
-Camus ... and if we did? - Milo looked at his companion, whose attention had now full. Camus asked with a confused blink to Milo to continue, seeking to understand what he was talking about. Milo smiled.
"And if after this, you leave everything behind? ... We could get lost in some distant planet, forget about everything ... "when he noticed the shocked look that led Camus, Milo the dreamy smile vanished from his lips, and continued with a tone serious and realistic.
"You know that the Order will not delay much longer standing. Many Jedi have been killed, and the impending conflict nobody will be saved, Darth Vader has taken a terrible power, the republic is falling ... - Camus refused
warmly with his head, and interrupting Milo mentioned the name the ruler who still clung to believe ...
-Palpatine ... - "... will fix everything," maybe I would have said, if you really would have been convinced.
-Palpatine ... "muttered Milo dientes." Master Kenobi believes he is one who is & aacutcute; GICA atmosphere of Naboo were received in the evening.
Upon landing, Camus Milo left the task of informing Amidala on the few details that made news during the mission, while he was lost in the vast forest that was the garden Naboo palace, looking at the living Force something that vanished from him the unpleasant feeling that brought him to know that something was wrong and not being able to discern that era. -.-.-
- seemed to good people? - The curly haired girl asked nervously chocolate while reviewing the paperwork scattered on a pequeñoy stylish desk located in your room. Behind her, a couple of her bridesmaids made sure to pack up the tiniest piece of jewelry, and the simplest gown. Padmé
not planned to return to that place.
"They were very kind to us ... and the Master Kenobi will be watching, do not have to worry about Luke .- No, I knew that the child would be safe, but understandably selfish, strange aba.
small also resting in his crib a few feet away has missed the presenceUILA half hour, and Camus sentíaa point of falling asleep on the warm body who took care of him, a twinge of images came to mind, stunning them as if he had been severely beaten head. He saw the same things he had experienced during meditation, but after that flash of horror, also witnessed scenes of his life, memories are not isolated in a very long timeline , has recently aroused the memory of his mother, his arrival at the Jedi Temple, his childhood and the constant company of Milo, adolescence and the constant company of Milo, the present and withstant company Milo ...
And within the army of 'Milos' he saw, he saw some other familiar faces, his Master, Yoda, Obi-Wan, Padme, Alex, Hallie, Aioria, Leahna, Saga ...
fully Contradictory other strange visions that caused an unexplained chest pain, they represented to him all fond memories.
-Milo ... did you ever talked about Saga? - How long did when they did not mention that name? And yet out of her lips as casual, when at the time, remember to have seenknew the true meaning to the deceased sister had for him.
-Countless times .- recalled with a certain weariness, all the times he came to feel moved by the friendship he shared with the other Camus peliazul, sobered by the admiration he professed, and guilty to knowing your executor.
"Yes, but ... Did you ever said ... how important it was for me? - There was no need for it, could save the Milo tell something that will surely bother. But Camus felt that it was the smallest detail, he must know every detail withever it quickly .- supplemented. Milo
assembled in his tanned face a total expression of question. Camus blinked and continued watching as naturally. Milo then quickly thought and came to the conclusion that the confession should not be surprised, in fact, rather alarmed not have noticed at the time.
"He's not my responsibility .- continued to explain Camus, diverting his eyes to remember the shot that he had felt then. "Even if he was actually quiin Camus ...- arched his eyebrows and blushed visibly, evoking memories.
- ... who does? Do not tell me ... I thought I was the first! - Milo Camus turned to looking great fun.
- I left, fool! He just kissed me ... - smiled and reached to caress behind her ear, like puppy. Milo leaned in search of pampering, reflecting on new information received. Ah ...-
remained thoughtful for a few seconds. Then he made a graceful gesture of sulking. - & Aute; quote agreement between their eyes, made their way back to the Palace, but no particular hurry, and the countless number of exotic vegetation that set the path, even in the darkness, was something entirely enjoyable ride. So while walking through the cool forest in comfortable quiet, holding hands, and any concerns momentarily forgotten, a fleeting thought crossed the mind of Camus, who is not otherwise dealt during those precious moments to ruminate on the incredible guy who walked beside him.
"Last night, when I saw in my dream, I thought you were a á Angel .- Camus Milo turned to face, smiling sweetly. The other loved that smile, though he had no idea of what Camus spoke.
- An Angel?, What Sith is this? .- Camus laughed weakly, returning the light to suit.
-creatures of legend ... living on the moons of Lego, and are the most beautiful beings in the universe, it is said ... (1) - Milo blushed slightly, and his lips curled flattered.
Camus was suddenly pulled forward sharply, forced to run by the young who led the suddenly accelerated path to the palace. Intent &; Oacute; resist but the tightness with which Milo held his hand was too strong and gave him no choice but to go after him.
Upon arrival, slipped through an alternate entrance, and Milo laughter drowned in a forced kiss on the lips panting Camus, who was cornered against a wall to get that contact had been suddenly need . When finally pushed Milo Camus begging for freedom, he already had advanced, giving space only to pull it into a new career, shorter, to the room they shared .
And with uncontrolledthat guided their actions so far, Milo Camus threw on the bed rocked while the body collided against it audibly complained. And he to complain when a weight hanging over him, crushing him against making him feel helplessly colchóny protected.
"This angel, take advantage of you tonight .- Milo whispered seductively in his ear Camus, before seeking the lips of it, and take them into a kiss applicant, mischievous and shamelessly hú cloth. Camus
inhaled a deep breath when that exchange termin ó, and placed his hands on the shoulders of Milo to keep a cautious distance. The angel smiled devilishly when his protege looked bleary-eyed, looked flushed cheeks, and talked with crisp inflection ...
"This Jedi ... it will .- Milo looked at him , in joyful surprise, then, with disbelief child asked,
- Really? Do not you wait until after the mission? - Camus grinned and Milo all the answer she received was the feeling his neck surrounded by a pair of arms that was called; Iacute; a. And outrageous panic everywhere is what Camus and Milo found the dressing awkwardly out of the room. The wide aisles, in blink of an eye, village servants were fleeing with terror, and guards who are desperately trying to calm the situation.
"Go with Senator .- Milo ordered, finished fixing his cloak, and holding his lightsaber in hand, firing the gun when he started running toward the fire entrance in search of unexpected enemy. - Take it to the ship and out of here! "- Cried a few yards, turning briefly.
- Milo! - Camus gavehorn meet and escort Padmé bonded, and accompanied them to the secret passages that would provide a discreet exit to the terrace where the plane was parked. But before going into the dark and narrow passage that was promised as a safe shortcut, Camus could not help lead an anxious glance toward the end of the hallway, which returns quickly, it could reach Milo.
Accepting with resignation heartbroken that there was not the slightest chance of that, and that the security of Padmé and Leia, in those moments was to mean more to him than the biennialbeing of Milo, bent his head to fit through the hidden door through which the small group escape.
Almost at the other end, among the debris left over from what used to be the elegant entrance of the palace, just a couple of cautious steps were heard, and a cylindrical golden light shone through the dense dust cloud had been lifted by the blast. Milo
covered her mouth and nose with the sleeve of his robe to avoid breathing the smoke that the fire originated, while the spacious camera scanned using the Force, for his vision Hallab
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I, l, waned as fast as the fine features of the woman, who was crouched in front of him holding their fragile shoulders, unconfigured in a gesture that frightened him. I saw a great fear in his eyes, and hands, long fingers caressed her rosy cheek then, trembling against his skin. Fear was hopelessly caught him when the woman spoke in a hushed voice, a whisper, and wishing not to be discovered by whoever was causing such terror. -Camus, hide there. Do not go, or make any noise. Promises to obey .-
nodded as the woman forced her to enter a pMALL cabinet drawer in rather than just sitting and actually if you could ball. But why follow their orders? He was not Camus. He was Milo, and he had never known her mother. And this woman that left him trapped in that hideout, after depositing a kiss on her forehead, for some reason he felt as such.
began to tremble. Violent noise heard and the darkness of his little hut not consoled. Felt the need to go out and find his mother, the instinct to help the presenter was in danger was too strong. But she hadpromise made ... so I waited. Until the sound of a desperate gasp led him to open the door, behind which was hidden, just enough to glance outside.
immediately repented, to witness how the woman who for some reason contained a large space in his heart, fell lifeless to the ground after his chest was pierced by the bright a laser blaster carried by one of several burly man who invaded his home. And with that her young heart was broken. And a sharp cry pequeñoy could not be contained in his throat, escaping as &da. Again closed the door and left the house in total confusion.
/./././././././././././././././././. Milo
snapped awake and sat on the bed that spring. His chest ached deep, and the desire to mourn were a tremendous and inexplicably intense.
used force, clearing your mind and breathing deeply in an attempt to calm down, but their agitation only tended to increase, when in his own half caught hearing faint sounds, which carried an intrinsic sorrow.
turned his face to see Camus babbling incoherence against the pillow, sleeping and crying unquestionably suffering, both the image that testified as his grieving Force firm were obvious evidence of that.
Milo The natural impulse led him to stretch their hands to address the shoulders of Camus, but these were suspended mid-way. I was hesitating to shake and wake due to a fleeting thought that crossed his mind, and he could hardly believe being retardant Camus relief, when all I ever cared about was the welfare of that.
But stop to think. To feel less guilty as I did, strokedAunt scared. And confusion. Within
hiding had escaped certain death, but because he did not understand, and her mother. Did not elaborate on the reason why not come out of that box that houses it, and remained hidden even when the guerrillas were heard no longer in your household.
Then he noticed something strange: the time spent. Did not stop over at the time that the man who killed his mother, he left behind him closing the door, to repeat everything again and innumerable times since the start of his memory. The second and
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And then the last part of that dream ...
-Milo ... - Keep your eyes on the gentle eyes of those who cared for him in his arms, smiling sweetly. Camus understood.
- Was your mother? - Milo asked in a voice inflection that Camus had never sounded so smooth.
"You ... do you dream too? - Asked if the answer was clear and confirmed by the slight nod of that. But it was so strange, so hard to believe.
- But how ..? "His voice died coNTRA robe covering Milo's chest, where his face curled.
I do not know .-
Milo could hardly explain how he was able to manipulate the dreams of Camus that way. Never thought I could do something of this magnitude. Read weak minds was easy, but Camus was a Jedi and manage the dreams of a server to the Force, was unprecedented.
Camus also wondered the same thing. His arms surrounding the arrest Milo imitation in which he held him, his head looking for a logical explanation for what happened. After all, after few minutesconcluded that a how or why it was not what mattered. Milo had come to comfort him in his sleep, and developed a terrible memory into something easier to accept and deal possible.
"Thanks .- drove in a sincere whisper.
In response Milo drew him closer to each other, and caress your back on weak swings increased their fragility to almost stop altogether, when both were relaxed enough to be dropped as it was expected that After a peaceful break. Nothing
peaceful
had the squeaky sounds that suddenly heard in the corridor outside the room luxuryescrow his inappropriate language. Milo and Camus, fun at first with the situation, after a few minutes they got tired and decided to leave the room and look at your own dining room where they were expected.
To test the patience of both his assigned tour guides reached after a few minutes. The protocol droid, fulfilling their job over, I told the story of Naboo as they walked through the high halls. Endlessly recounted the recent conflicts in which the planet had been involved, including personal experiences kept its memory chip, they said with some pride that had been created by famed pilotIan missed his absence. The mystery of this was revealed to them by the same Obi-Wan as they ate breakfast Ely senators.
- Sith?! - Milo Camus looked so menacing to hear the cry of that high recklessly.
still listened in tense silence as they were revealed as he once believed was the "chosen one", became a server to the dark side of The Force and emerged as a potential threat against the Republic Republic, the Jedi Order in specific, and Padme Amidala irreparably. Obi-Wan
believed dead after; Aacute; s Anakin.
latter explained that he felt betrayed by everyone he ever loved. Obi-Wan said he had abandoned to certain death after the battle, and that Padmé had reneged on their vows of love to reject it only because of the nature of their new ideals. Darth Vader
seeking revenge and its closest target was his wife, now the mother of twins who had not heard Anakin. Too much time had elapsed since Padmé did not see it, if they were constants together with the Chancellor that kept theamp; eacute; should be segregated.
had to hide separately, as if they stayed together, would be very easy for Darth Vader felt. So the plan was sheltering Padmé and Leia, the small, on Alderaan, under the care of Senator Organa. While Obi-Wan llevaríaa Luke on Tatooine, the home of the Anakin, where the brother of the latter had agreed to take care of him.
Milo and Camus had to ensure that Padmé and Bail arrived safely to Alderaan.
- And you, Master Kenobi, go alone? -
"In fact, precisely that discussed &admirable safety with which the woman was referring to the events that separate them from one of their children. I knew to control his emotions, and in numerous previous occasions had shown their courage, Miss Padmé could have been a good Jedi, thought both.
"I think good idea .- Milo said, confirming the correctness of your answer with an approving look at him Camus.
"It would be unwise to leave it unprotected Jedi, Obi-Wan .- senator said. His gaze sought support from Organa, but it did nothing more than a shrug; conocíaa the perfehat the man said he was the creator. Vessels and containers were the basics, but could find to necklaces, bracelets, medals and other jewelry made of crystal, transparent and colorful too.
cautiously studied the wonderful variety of charms, and found something that caught his attention.
"Excuse me, how many credits requested for this? -
" For you, for being a friend of the senator, will be free .-
vehement Camus insisted on paying for the delicate jewel and the old man had little choice but to accept a pair of Republicans from the credits yourco boy. The thin silver chain that hung said, was handled by Padmé, as an appreciation for the assistance they provide. He
entertaining the senator in his talk with the artisan, and he came up Milo. He ordered the annoying droid guarding Padmé and they of course obeyed. At last he was left alone with Milo, who looked incredulously fun.
It seemed unusual behavior Camus, who amazingly only senator left the care of a couple living tin, and now seemed too timid to act and nerviBear, hesitant to speak, until finally the voice was able to get you out, somewhat shaky.
"I give you something ... - drew from his pocket the minute gem that was just purchased and placed around the neck of Milo, who blushed and surprised, took the little fingers told now rested on the center of your chest, and studied with a smile on his lips.
"Thanks for making reality you prefer, any beautiful dream .- Milo felt his heart packed down on an effect but not unpleasant. Her smile grew, but an arched eyebrow while observingda.
A kiss would have complemented the scene perfectly. But they had to make the huge effort to restrain himself, and with great reluctance to separate, when the senator, his servants, and the pair of droids walked toward them.
"Boys, I would rest. Come back, you can stay as long as they wish .-
"No senator, served .- Camus was quick to respond.
She smiled condescendingly as he nodded in a gesture that disappeared instantly felt the tear of glass hanging from the neck of Milo. His eyes darkened and he looked at Camus. His voice soreprobante not so much as compassionate.
"Do not condemn the cries .- ruled, turning and hurrying back to the port where transport awaited them. Camus and Milo confused glances, and chose to ignore the bleak commentary on the girl, who at every step he took, leaving noticeable in the Force, the essence of his perpetual uneasiness.
Once back on the small palace, the few people used their soft beds for a much needed break before what promised to be a busy morning. With simple to alter, this time the room was designated for Milo, in which he and Camus decided to spendnight.
- Have you said thanks? - Asked who was leaning on his naked torso, while both played with the droplet of glass, stroking with the tip of an index finger, while he in After being touched by the hand of his tanned, and trading posts on the pretext of studying the round gem, but wanting nothing more than their hands on innocent contact friction.
"Not in those exact words .- Camus said in a mock offended tone.
"Thanks .- Camus raised his eyes and met the beautiful smile as he thanked Milo outlined his small gift.
-Mmm ... - Milowas thoughtful, his hand caressing the pale cheek confianzudamente now his partner. - I told you I love you? -
"Every day that .- River.
Milo was promoted, taking Camus wrists and hands carrying it over his head, once I could get over her slender body. That like him, remained only in pants, and so the skin of their torsos were stroking each deliberate movement that carried out the sensor on its prey.
"Well .- concluded Milo, wearing a sly smile.
loosened the grip on the mu & amp; about girls, dolls of Camus and he quickly looked to his hands the skin of the vast other's back. Milo turned his smile into a different, loving, disappearing when approached her face to assault Camus lips in a kiss that had been postponed, and they felt vitally need. The scale of intensity of contact up until stealing another breath, and down until there was no more than a gentle sucking on his lips, which gave off superficially, just before breaking for rediscover their eyes, they embraced with a wink dedicated goodnight.
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nodded as the woman forced her to enter a pMALL cabinet drawer in rather than just sitting and actually if you could ball. But why follow their orders? He was not Camus. He was Milo, and he had never known her mother. And this woman that left him trapped in that hideout, after depositing a kiss on her forehead, for some reason he felt as such.
began to tremble. Violent noise heard and the darkness of his little hut not consoled. Felt the need to go out and find his mother, the instinct to help the presenter was in danger was too strong. But she hadpromise made ... so I waited. Until the sound of a desperate gasp led him to open the door, behind which was hidden, just enough to glance outside.
immediately repented, to witness how the woman who for some reason contained a large space in his heart, fell lifeless to the ground after his chest was pierced by the bright a laser blaster carried by one of several burly man who invaded his home. And with that her young heart was broken. And a sharp cry pequeñoy could not be contained in his throat, escaping as &da. Again closed the door and left the house in total confusion.
/./././././././././././././././././. Milo
snapped awake and sat on the bed that spring. His chest ached deep, and the desire to mourn were a tremendous and inexplicably intense.
used force, clearing your mind and breathing deeply in an attempt to calm down, but their agitation only tended to increase, when in his own half caught hearing faint sounds, which carried an intrinsic sorrow.
turned his face to see Camus babbling incoherence against the pillow, sleeping and crying unquestionably suffering, both the image that testified as his grieving Force firm were obvious evidence of that.
Milo The natural impulse led him to stretch their hands to address the shoulders of Camus, but these were suspended mid-way. I was hesitating to shake and wake due to a fleeting thought that crossed his mind, and he could hardly believe being retardant Camus relief, when all I ever cared about was the welfare of that.
But stop to think. To feel less guilty as I did, strokedAunt scared. And confusion. Within
hiding had escaped certain death, but because he did not understand, and her mother. Did not elaborate on the reason why not come out of that box that houses it, and remained hidden even when the guerrillas were heard no longer in your household.
Then he noticed something strange: the time spent. Did not stop over at the time that the man who killed his mother, he left behind him closing the door, to repeat everything again and innumerable times since the start of his memory. The second and
LXC
And then the last part of that dream ...
-Milo ... - Keep your eyes on the gentle eyes of those who cared for him in his arms, smiling sweetly. Camus understood.
- Was your mother? - Milo asked in a voice inflection that Camus had never sounded so smooth.
"You ... do you dream too? - Asked if the answer was clear and confirmed by the slight nod of that. But it was so strange, so hard to believe.
- But how ..? "His voice died coNTRA robe covering Milo's chest, where his face curled.
I do not know .-
Milo could hardly explain how he was able to manipulate the dreams of Camus that way. Never thought I could do something of this magnitude. Read weak minds was easy, but Camus was a Jedi and manage the dreams of a server to the Force, was unprecedented.
Camus also wondered the same thing. His arms surrounding the arrest Milo imitation in which he held him, his head looking for a logical explanation for what happened. After all, after few minutesconcluded that a how or why it was not what mattered. Milo had come to comfort him in his sleep, and developed a terrible memory into something easier to accept and deal possible.
"Thanks .- drove in a sincere whisper.
In response Milo drew him closer to each other, and caress your back on weak swings increased their fragility to almost stop altogether, when both were relaxed enough to be dropped as it was expected that After a peaceful break. Nothing
peaceful
had the squeaky sounds that suddenly heard in the corridor outside the room luxuryescrow his inappropriate language. Milo and Camus, fun at first with the situation, after a few minutes they got tired and decided to leave the room and look at your own dining room where they were expected.
To test the patience of both his assigned tour guides reached after a few minutes. The protocol droid, fulfilling their job over, I told the story of Naboo as they walked through the high halls. Endlessly recounted the recent conflicts in which the planet had been involved, including personal experiences kept its memory chip, they said with some pride that had been created by famed pilotIan missed his absence. The mystery of this was revealed to them by the same Obi-Wan as they ate breakfast Ely senators.
- Sith?! - Milo Camus looked so menacing to hear the cry of that high recklessly.
still listened in tense silence as they were revealed as he once believed was the "chosen one", became a server to the dark side of The Force and emerged as a potential threat against the Republic Republic, the Jedi Order in specific, and Padme Amidala irreparably. Obi-Wan
believed dead after; Aacute; s Anakin.
latter explained that he felt betrayed by everyone he ever loved. Obi-Wan said he had abandoned to certain death after the battle, and that Padmé had reneged on their vows of love to reject it only because of the nature of their new ideals. Darth Vader
seeking revenge and its closest target was his wife, now the mother of twins who had not heard Anakin. Too much time had elapsed since Padmé did not see it, if they were constants together with the Chancellor that kept theamp; eacute; should be segregated.
had to hide separately, as if they stayed together, would be very easy for Darth Vader felt. So the plan was sheltering Padmé and Leia, the small, on Alderaan, under the care of Senator Organa. While Obi-Wan llevaríaa Luke on Tatooine, the home of the Anakin, where the brother of the latter had agreed to take care of him.
Milo and Camus had to ensure that Padmé and Bail arrived safely to Alderaan.
- And you, Master Kenobi, go alone? -
"In fact, precisely that discussed &admirable safety with which the woman was referring to the events that separate them from one of their children. I knew to control his emotions, and in numerous previous occasions had shown their courage, Miss Padmé could have been a good Jedi, thought both.
"I think good idea .- Milo said, confirming the correctness of your answer with an approving look at him Camus.
"It would be unwise to leave it unprotected Jedi, Obi-Wan .- senator said. His gaze sought support from Organa, but it did nothing more than a shrug; conocíaa the perfehat the man said he was the creator. Vessels and containers were the basics, but could find to necklaces, bracelets, medals and other jewelry made of crystal, transparent and colorful too.
cautiously studied the wonderful variety of charms, and found something that caught his attention.
"Excuse me, how many credits requested for this? -
" For you, for being a friend of the senator, will be free .-
vehement Camus insisted on paying for the delicate jewel and the old man had little choice but to accept a pair of Republicans from the credits yourco boy. The thin silver chain that hung said, was handled by Padmé, as an appreciation for the assistance they provide. He
entertaining the senator in his talk with the artisan, and he came up Milo. He ordered the annoying droid guarding Padmé and they of course obeyed. At last he was left alone with Milo, who looked incredulously fun.
It seemed unusual behavior Camus, who amazingly only senator left the care of a couple living tin, and now seemed too timid to act and nerviBear, hesitant to speak, until finally the voice was able to get you out, somewhat shaky.
"I give you something ... - drew from his pocket the minute gem that was just purchased and placed around the neck of Milo, who blushed and surprised, took the little fingers told now rested on the center of your chest, and studied with a smile on his lips.
"Thanks for making reality you prefer, any beautiful dream .- Milo felt his heart packed down on an effect but not unpleasant. Her smile grew, but an arched eyebrow while observingda.
A kiss would have complemented the scene perfectly. But they had to make the huge effort to restrain himself, and with great reluctance to separate, when the senator, his servants, and the pair of droids walked toward them.
"Boys, I would rest. Come back, you can stay as long as they wish .-
"No senator, served .- Camus was quick to respond.
She smiled condescendingly as he nodded in a gesture that disappeared instantly felt the tear of glass hanging from the neck of Milo. His eyes darkened and he looked at Camus. His voice soreprobante not so much as compassionate.
"Do not condemn the cries .- ruled, turning and hurrying back to the port where transport awaited them. Camus and Milo confused glances, and chose to ignore the bleak commentary on the girl, who at every step he took, leaving noticeable in the Force, the essence of his perpetual uneasiness.
Once back on the small palace, the few people used their soft beds for a much needed break before what promised to be a busy morning. With simple to alter, this time the room was designated for Milo, in which he and Camus decided to spendnight.
- Have you said thanks? - Asked who was leaning on his naked torso, while both played with the droplet of glass, stroking with the tip of an index finger, while he in After being touched by the hand of his tanned, and trading posts on the pretext of studying the round gem, but wanting nothing more than their hands on innocent contact friction.
"Not in those exact words .- Camus said in a mock offended tone.
"Thanks .- Camus raised his eyes and met the beautiful smile as he thanked Milo outlined his small gift.
-Mmm ... - Milowas thoughtful, his hand caressing the pale cheek confianzudamente now his partner. - I told you I love you? -
"Every day that .- River.
Milo was promoted, taking Camus wrists and hands carrying it over his head, once I could get over her slender body. That like him, remained only in pants, and so the skin of their torsos were stroking each deliberate movement that carried out the sensor on its prey.
"Well .- concluded Milo, wearing a sly smile.
loosened the grip on the mu & amp; about girls, dolls of Camus and he quickly looked to his hands the skin of the vast other's back. Milo turned his smile into a different, loving, disappearing when approached her face to assault Camus lips in a kiss that had been postponed, and they felt vitally need. The scale of intensity of contact up until stealing another breath, and down until there was no more than a gentle sucking on his lips, which gave off superficially, just before breaking for rediscover their eyes, they embraced with a wink dedicated goodnight.
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