Healing...

[Jonas Calhoun]

Jonas smirked as he pulled off his shirt and had that savage Xenexian glint in his eyes as he tore open her blouse, sending buttons flying. "Sometimes you need to indulge those Xenexian passions... " he let her take the lead and it was times like this, he forgot ever being with Kinsey. When the only way to exorcise the demons within was to just let it out. That little bit of her that came from K'n'zy needed it's release, like a pent up tiger in a cage. When tenderness and even love took a backseat to passion and aggression. When you just had to fuck. Ever since her return from being kept by Jackson and tortured by Dominus, they had all been very careful around her, walking eggshells. At times, even Jonas treated her a bit more delicately, but in the back of his mind... he was waiting for the wild Xenexian woman to come out. "So... how do you want it?" he asked, trusting her entirely and at the same time, not giving a shit... after everything she was through, he'd take whatever she dished out and they would probably enjoy every fucking second of it.

[Solara]

Solara removed her shirt and let it fall the floor. Taking hold of Jonas’s belt she pulled him closer and smashed her lips against his in an aggressive kiss, catching his bottom lip between her teeth. She drew blood as she let his lip go and undid his belt.

“I want you to surprise me.” She commanded pulling the belt free and draping it around her neck.

[Jonas Calhoun]

Jonas licked the blood from his lip and picked her up and carried her to the window and tore what remained of her clothing off, kicking his pants free he tightened the belt around her neck and pushed her back against the window and claimed her mouth like she claimed his. Despite her small frame, she was still strong and now it was game of pushing each other. It had been a while since they had done this, it wasn't the tender, loving caresses, it was wild, brutal... primal. No holding back ,they would both be sore, bruised and bleeding at the end of it and if they weren't satisfied at the end of it... they'd go another round and another until they were.

[Solara]

It was still early in the morning when Solara slipped from the bed a bit sore. Her mind felt clearer now and as she slipped on Jonas’s t-shirt she was more certain of what she wanted.

When their aggressive sex turned in to love making a memory that wasn’t her own floated through her mind. Now she had questions that needed answers. Bartyn was turning out to be more complex then the others realized.

Quietly, Solara pulled on a pair of jeans and tip toed down the stairs to slip on her shoes. She didn’t want to wake Jonas he wouldn’t talk her out of going but he would want to come. She needed to do this alone.

30 minutes later Solara sat cross legged in front of Bartyn’s cell watching him as he lay on his cot. The glass was darkened so he couldn’t see out. Two bottle of whiskey sat next to her along with the controller for the glass.

She studied him for awhile until finally she stood and walked over to the cell. She placed the bottle in the slot for food and sat back down on the floor. Cracking open her own bottle she took a swig, turned on the mics, and I turned off the darkened glass.

[Bartyn]

Bartyn woke up when he heard the food slot open and the bottle of whiskey clattered inside. Catching it deftly before it fell, he smirked as he opened it and took a sniff.

"First time I've been a prisoner and I got booze." Bartyn said as he moved the cot over so he could sit and look at her. "Back for more? Y'know it's funny kid... sitting like that, reminds me of K'n'zy. She'd do that when she was plotting, had something in her head and was figuring out how to sort it out." he chuckled and took a swig. "You got her guts but not her brain... left yourself so wide open."

[Solara]

“It was my first time you’re lucky to be alive.” Solara countered as she took a swig. “Bella’s idea. She has a habit of using people just like her mother.”

[Bartyn]

"And you like your liquor and sex like your mother." Bartyn said as he took a swig. "Of course what your parents are like means nothing. It's just a pattern we like to try and make. Terran thing. Always looking for similarities and patterns were there are none. But you're half Xenexian, I'll bet after you went in my mind, you fucked your boyfriend's brains out. Now that IS a similarity... all the passion and anger and brutality... it arouses you doesn't it? Makes you all wet and thrills that primal part of you doesn't it? I bet you drew blood just so you could taste it." he stood up and leaned toward the glass. "I'm not a telepath, but I am observant... and I'm as close as you've gotten to an Ajem master, course I don't take that title... like i want some snot nosed little punk taking me down because he or she's ready to take over? Pfft... I'll just be an acolyte, I'm not a master or an apprentice... but I KNOW how to use it. And you're putting off all kinds of stuff." he cocked his head and smirked. "I kinda like you... you are sure as hell not a daddy's girl in the least are ya? You're the black sheep of the family. The bad girl. The slut. Oh sure you can change your clothes, your make up, you're probably a genius smarter than a lot of people but you like when they underestimate you... so you can indulge yourself and you don't disappoint because you're already a disappointment." he took a swig and sat back down. "Just callin' it as I see it darlin'."

[Solara]

“Spoken like someone who’s the same.” Solara said matter of fact taking a swig from the bottle. “So why did you let Selene take you in? You were genuinely surprised when I called you Dad. Enough that you let me in deeper but when Selene kissed you...you let her think she surprised you.”

[Bartyn]

"Maybe I wanted to be captured, so I could figure you out." Bartyn said. "Maybe I wanted to see just what my counterpart had." he smirked. "Never had a kid like you. Not yet at least. Natasha... surprised she actually could settle down. Woman's like a terminator, just goes from mission to mission. She can pretend to be a woman but she's a machine. Point her at someone you want dead, they'll be dead. Same as me. Course like I said I like to observe before I burn something down. Not the first reality I've been in where my counterpart had a life outside of being an assassin." he shrugged his shoulders. "Dominus thinks he can order me around, I only do what I feel like. So is there a K'n'zy in this reality too? Or did they do her like they tried in mine, and try to kill the bitch every chance they got? She got a Jackson?"

[Solara]

"There was a K'n'zy, my mother, but she wasn't from this reality and the same for Jackson. This realities version goes by Kinsey Calhoun and she's married to Jack Ryder. They have kids and it's real homie." Solara said with a shrug. "K'n'zy's dead, long story, and Jackson doesn't give a fuck about his father anymore especially after he abused me."