Ahsoka On Mortis
She let her tongue glide across her lips, the smooth texture perhaps even intoxicating as she let a smile stretch across her face. Confusion set about her master, her former master perhaps. 'Strike him down child' a small voice echoed in her head. She heard him call her, call her name. Her mouth opened as though a black serpent would etch from beneath her skin, the urge to lick her lips surged through her as she let her mouth speak.
"Are you proud of me master?" she'd asked, her eyes fastened shut as though sewed together with a needle and thread. She sensed his discomfort, discomfort she fed on and filled her with potential energy.
"What! Of course Snips, of course I'm proud of you now lets get out of here" her master had said, sounding perhaps even surprised by her question.
"He's right, right about everything, you must join him" Ahsoka said, turning slowly and letting her eyes flick open suddenly to show the cat like features, the orange that glowed in the dark.
"He only wants what's best for the universe" her voice silent and coarse, she tilted her head sideways and let her eyes open wider, her pupils contracting back into her skull. Her blood pumped through her veins, her heart thumped through her chest.
"Ahsoka what's wrong with you?" Anakin asked.
"Always with the critism master, never really believing in me, trusting me" Ahsoka cried out, walking back and forth across her platform, her adrenalin rushing through her veins like alcohol through an adults blood stream.
"Well I don't need you anymore"
"Ahsoka, Ahsoka listen to me, he's done something to you, snap out of it, this isn't you Ahsoka" now she felt his slight panic, the panic in his voice, his actions the force.
"Isn't it, I feel more like myself than I ever have, he asked me to give you a message" Ahsoka turned, her voice solemn and neutral, facing from her masters face, her eyes twitching slightly as she turned them to him.
"He said if you don't join him, he will kill me" Ahsoka let a giggle rip through her throat, her hand moving to cover her mouth as she felt Anakin's force signature ripple to anger.
"I won't let him"
"Then you will be forced to kill me" Ahsoka spun round and faced him, letting her green shoto glide into her hand. The ignitation showed hate in her eyes and she blanked out. Blanked out as she swung her sabre across her chest and jumped for her master. Their sabres connected in a flurry of attacks, blue against the green, she watched him dodge them, not attack like he would normally. 'Wimp' Ahsoka thought to herself as she pushed her weight down onto Anakin's sabre more, feeling her face light up in a grin, a grin that showed her canines off. Her lips went dry again; licking them she punctured her lip with her tooth and let a small amount of blood flow down her lip and across her tongue. The sweet liquid burned her throat as she let herself take her body over and let her mind go blank.