It was a night for surprises, apparently. Galen tried to remind himself of the speech Mara had given him back when they'd left the Caedus on this mission: they were supposed to be partners and equals, and that they would be working together. Mara would still have last say on things he didn't understand, but that didn't mean that she was his master, the way Emperor Palpatine had ordered. What had just transpired was the first moment he had really felt that.
His attention returned to Maris. Galen summoned the few Jedi-influenced abilities he still might have had and tried to calm her emotions directly. It helped a great deal-- although still surprised him further-- when Mara took his hand. Maris, though, seemed to relent.
"All right. All right, I said." Galen loosened his hold, but was ready if Maris made any sudden moves. Maris looked at them both. "Get out of here. Kratos is half-drunk by now, I'll make sure he gets the rest of the way, and then I'll disappear. Now," she said, glaring at Galen, "we're even."
He wasn't ready for Maris to use the Force to push against his hold, only to reach for a weapon, so when she shook his grip loose, it worked. Maris planted a momentary kiss on his mouth, then ran off back into the ballroom, giggling. Galen wiped at his lips and looked worriedly at Mara. "Let's go."
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Date: 2009-02-20 07:12 pm (UTC)His attention returned to Maris. Galen summoned the few Jedi-influenced abilities he still might have had and tried to calm her emotions directly. It helped a great deal-- although still surprised him further-- when Mara took his hand. Maris, though, seemed to relent.
"All right. All right, I said." Galen loosened his hold, but was ready if Maris made any sudden moves. Maris looked at them both. "Get out of here. Kratos is half-drunk by now, I'll make sure he gets the rest of the way, and then I'll disappear. Now," she said, glaring at Galen, "we're even."
He wasn't ready for Maris to use the Force to push against his hold, only to reach for a weapon, so when she shook his grip loose, it worked. Maris planted a momentary kiss on his mouth, then ran off back into the ballroom, giggling. Galen wiped at his lips and looked worriedly at Mara. "Let's go."