Mara Xouhiri had known pain and it knew her. She loved to see pain on the faces of others, watched as they cried out and anguish, and when they came to take their revenge she loved it even more when she was able to strike them down as well. So when she sliced through the head of Jedi master Horku Feltha, and watched his apprentice scream for him as the disembodied head rolled away, she knew that she would see him again. Though not for a while, she may have won the battle but she had suffered some very intense injuries, and at this point she needed to leave. Limping down the coradoors of the massive republic battle ship, she left a trail of her own blood, the jedi cut her up on the leg, and the wound took up most of her calf. The pain from a slice on her shoulder  made it difficult to move and now she was lucky to be right handed because otherwise she wouldn't have been able to hold her saber up, as she sliced her way past the clone troops that blocked her way. Her once need clothes were torn up  thankfully not in any important places, though it didn't matter much considering it had a neckline that plunged down so far it couldn't really be called a neckline.<br/><br/>If there was one thing she was good at, it was looking distracting. She had seen a few generals on her own ship stare for a bit. The same might be said for clone troopers but she couldn't tell with those stupid helmets they wore.<br/><br/>Originally she was there to assist in the destruction of the three republic battleships that had tried to break through their blockade. Her master hadn't been happy when she told him the republic was kicking their ass right now. She was on one of three and her master was on another, and they both though she was ready to take down a battle ship but now that wasnt the case. Her disappointed master ordered her to get off the ship, it was disappointment all around when she saw her own ship being destroyed in the hangar that she had barreled into when she originally came into the ship. Once more she needed to race down the very destroyed hallways of the battle ship who's name she didn't care to learn.She needed to find an escape pod quickly, bleeding to death in the ship of her enemy was not how she wished to die. Mara would hide and sneak her way around, and tired not to get caught. Eventually she found the pods and set one up to take her to the planet below, however through the pods window she could see that their own ships were going down. The command  ship they thought was indestructible was falling into the void of space. There was no way she was going back to that planet, so she set her quardinates for the one place she knew she would be safe until she could contact her master again.<br/><br/>The moon known as Rioliv. It was a small moon, with jungle leaves and breathable air, home to a few kinds of wildlife but there was no sign of other kinds of life. Mara set the quardinates in as she saw their droid command ship go down, and now it didn't seem she needed to tell her master about the ships anymore. Launching the pod was easy, getting it out of the battle field was a different story. Both sides were confused and the droids weren't able to know it was her in there. So everybody started to shoot in her direction. The pod had very minor and week shields but she had to try and defect most of them herself. Using the force to slow them down or to fling debris to block it. The whole thing was more stressful than it was exciting, and eventually lady luck granted her passage out of there. Mara did everything she could to avoid dying in space. However passing out was going to be inevitable of she didn't stop her blood. Using her hood she began to tear it up and use it to stop the blood on her leg. Small cuts and bruises would need to wait, after she took care of her own shoulder wound. That jedi had run her through like a kaibab, and not she needed to close the wound. Taking the shoulder of her body suit and carefully moving it aside. Well, as carefully as she could considering part of the fabric had melded to the wound. She wasnt thing and when had not clue it would make her bleed more. She wasnt normally in this position! Taking her saber, she would ignite it, and admittedly she was quite terrified to do this. Mara took a breath and cauterized the wound on both ends. The nice part was that since she was in space, nobody could hear her screams.<br/><br/>She passed out not long after that, simply from pain and it wasnt until she heard the loud beeping of the pod that she would awaken again. Apparently they were super close to the planet, so close that she wa as about to crash into it. The pod wasnt handling the atmosphere very well and was beginning to burn up. The pod shook and rattled and once again she believed that she might actually die. Mara could toby watch through the window as it broke the atmosphere and crashed into trees. She was jostled around in the pod like a sack of potatoes and because she wasn't strapped in earlier she hit her head at least ten times on the walls of the pod. What felt like hours was only a few minutes and whither a big crash, Mara had landed on the moon of Rioliv.<br/><br/>The pod had heated up so much that she needed to get out of there as fast as she could so with a force push she was able to hop out of there and dart away. It had only been a few second before the pod exploded and the blast send her tumbling onto her face. With a grown she slowly got up and watched as the pod burned. She didn't care if the pod could explode again, she just wanted to take five minutes to rest. It had been quite some time since she has felt this weak. Even if she felt ready to fall apart, mara knew she had to get up and go. There was an old abandon temple that she has visited before, and last time she had set up a way for communication, and there was also a ship for her to use. The new challange was getting there. She hadn't been to this part of the forest but she knew the temple was in the north. How far north was unclear but she would head in that direction and just keep going. Mara knew how to just wing it and things have worked out well for her.<br/><br/>Or so she thought, because after walking for half the day she wanted to give up. She had no food and no water. So the best thing she could do was find those first and get her strength back up. To mark her place she would ignite her saber and mark the tree next to her. This would keep her from getting lost. So now she would just listen, she remembered a waterfall the last time she was here and she hoped it was closer than she thought it was. She would begin to walk a little off the path she had been walking on and found herslef in some tall brush. The more she walked the more moist the ground became, and she wlwas able to hear the sound of splashing water. She would pop out of the brush and come face with a stream! She began to follow it  and the closer she got the louder the sound of water became. Louder and louder. She began to move faster and to her joy she had come across the waterfall and the small pool she was at last time. Apparently she wasn't as far off as she thought she was.<br/><br/>Dipping her hands in the water she took a drink, and sighed with relief. Now she would be back to her master in no time. Mara was bale to get a good look at herslef in the reflection of the pond and oh boy she looked tore up. There was a mix of blood and dirt on her face and her clothes looked so messy. She would frown and guess that she probably smelled too.  So since nobody was around she decided to strip down and take a bath in the pool. Her leg was looking a bit better and it could use a cleaning, and to keep the shoulder from getting infected she would do the same for that. She washed her clothes and hun them on a branch to dry, then she jumped in and got to enjoy the cool water. The forest was hot and it felt so good to float about into the pool.<br/><br/>Mara was cleaned off and without the dark makeup and the hood she looked more than a little different. The hair that was once tied into a long braid was down and spilling into the water, much like the waterfall was. It typically ran past her hips, and because of that she had to tie it away so it wouldn't get tangled.  Her eyes shown brighter and, and a snarky smirk or scowl that painted her lips was now a soft smile. Her body was definitely beat up but it didn't take away from the very natural curves and healthy look she had. Her soft hand pored water over voluptuous breasts and she would scrub some dirt from her elegant arms. In order to properly was her hair she has to move it, from where it spilled down her back, over her shoulder, revealing her round bottom and strong thighs.<br/><br/>Most would think she was beautiful, well they would if she wasnt so crazy. A beautiful inside is more valuable than a beautiful outside, and Mara was the ugliest woman when it came to that sense.<br/><br/><a class="username" data-user-id="1968" data-username="@Jubari" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/1968/">@Jubari</a>