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Posted: Wed Nov 13, 2013 7:16 pm
Tython - on board the Phoenix
Davth smiled before looking over at his twi'lek companion, "I feel she is simply misguied, with the right tutelage she may one day be even called an ally." He turned back facing the pair of humans, having to look down at him simply out of size "I must confess that how she came to be a prisoner her is a mystery to me, my mind was not my own there for awhile." he rubbed the lekku running down his back trying not to think about what happened on Mandalore. "Irregardless the past is as it is said, in the past. What do we intend to do with her now?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 11:49 am
Raven Rahl scuttlefish Coruscant - Temple --> Dungeons Aiden was bent over Endar's body, concentrating on a particular nerve cluster, when he felt the girl walk in. With a large smile on his face, Lord Rahl didn't look up as he beckoned the girl over, "See this cluster, Zara?" the emperor pointed with his blood-covered gloves, "This particular cluster, when manipulated correctly can either cause the most exquisite pain, or paralysis, depending on where we slice." At that, he moved the scalpel quickly and precisely, causing Endar's eyes to snap open and release the most blood curdling scream. Holding out the scalpel to Zara, his predatory eyes met hers, "Come here, my dear, let me show you some of the intricacies of torturing a human." Putting an arm around her shoulders, he smiled at her like a proud father would and pointed to a spot near the prisoner's armpit. "This is a particularly tender spot that can cause considerably intense pain." scuttlefish Coruscant - DungeonsZara watched and listened carefully, surprised yet again that the shadowy, intimidating figure was treating her in the same way that a father might treat a daughter. When he gave her the opportunity to try, her eyes lit up and she took the scalpel from his hands almost greedily. Such barbaric tools, these old medical instruments were. They never cut as clean as a surgical laser, or even a plasma weapon. Zara never understood why it would be used anymore when it caused so much of a mess. That is, she never understood until she pressed the blade down on Endar's skin, the crimson stream of blood flowing from the gash she created giving her a thrill like none other. His screams made the hairs on her arm stand up with excitement. She had never caused another living creature so much pain before. It felt... empowering. She understood now why others preferred to watch their victims bleed, force them to scream and cry out. It was better than giving them a clean death. She remembered furiously the clean death she had given the man who had mutilated her body by cutting her tongue out. She gave him far more than he deserved. This new anger surging through her caused her to take it out on Endar again, and she brought the scalpel down in the exact same place, cutting deeper and with more pressure. Taking a deep breath, she turned around to face the emperor, a grin slowly spreading across her face. The look on her face was fleeting, but it was the same kind of look a child would give to a father when looking for a sign of approval. Coruscant - temple dungeonsWith all of the screams coming from the jedaii master, Skandar was having an extremely hard time keeping his emotional and spiritual balance. Every time Endar was cut, the smell of blood would waft down the tunnels, and into Skandar's sensitive nostrils. And whenever that happened, his blood-lust grew stronger. All he needed was just a little more concentration in the neutral zone and he would finally be able to stretch his claws just enough to get the cuffs off. One and a half minutes laterMore and more screams....The Blood-Lust rising.....Anger seeping through the concentration....A slight shift of his claws....Finally a click on the cuffs....A small clatter on the floor as the cuffs hit the ground. Finally I got those stupid cuffs off. Maybe now I can get some darned circulation to my fingers. Man it is a really good thing That I have big hands and long claws. He thought to himself. Now just to find his weapons. With a 5 second force search he located them. Darn all the way on the other side of the cavern. Not to mention I have to run past the emperor. Oh well cant be helped. After those thoughts he focused his chi and force energies into one and bolted down the tunnel. After three seconds of running, and what looked like a giant blur, he flew past The Emperor and the woman standing next to him in what seemed like a lover's embrace. It took him twenty seconds to reach his destination, and another fifteen to maul the guards with his claws. When done, he took stock of his arms and armor and the other confiscated weapons. His armor was in shambles from his first fight, so he disconnected the still intact Tonfa-gantlets and equipped them. He also picked up the Jedaii's lightsaber. There was nothing he could do for the man with the Lord Of Supreme Darkness, as he was known in the lowest levels of Coruscant, standing right there. It took all of the time to rummage around in the weapons safe and to hook the lightsaber to his belt for the Emperor's Elite guards to show up. So without further to do; Skandar unhooked the Jedaii's lightsaber, lit it and one of his Tonfas, and went to work beating the crap out of the Guards. Oh he himself received minor cuts and bruises, but it was a good thing for him that his feathers were stronger than a lightsaber blade.
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 6:37 pm
Coruscant, Dance with your Devils, Private Office
Dawson continued to watch the monitors in an unimpressed stupor "To think these pitiful wastes think they know how to party. They wouldn't have lasted a single tour on the circuit." the zeltron pulled up the sprinkler control program on his data pad and upped the levels of his intoxication elixir in the water supply. Closing that program he quickly wired several thousand credits to one of the top advertisers on the city-planet in an attempt to bring in more hopefully entertaining clients.
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Posted: Fri Nov 15, 2013 10:32 pm
Tython - on board the Phoenix
" For now she will be taken to Anil Kesh for interrogation...after that it will be up to the Council.....but we must make preparations to depart once again...Corvin, talk to the attendants outside, they will provide you with whatever you need aboard the Epoch Wren on my orders...we'll meet back here ..in...say..2 hours?...Davth..I recommend you at least stop in Mahara Kesh for a brief exam...but..it is not my Place to make that decision for you... placing a hand on each of their arms, she looked from one to the other Gentlemen...make your preparations..this will be a treacherous journey we embark upon..of the gravest nature..please make sure you are ready... Temple Master once again, she turned and started to make her way towards the exit ..and may the Force be with us all
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 7:48 pm
Dxun jungles-
Croix was lurking trough the lush forest bushes. He was listening to his surroundings, feeling them, becoming one with everything around him. He could hear the beast in the background, he could feel the air and all that it touched. His senses were open, he was alert. His contestant pain made him stronger, he could feel his strength growing more and more with the dark that was growing from him. It was like a maddening call that told him to just let go and do what your instincts tell you. Croix was on the hunt, he heard the steps of something. It was big whatever it was. Croix looked around and saw a wall of rock. Moving closer to it he saw past some trees and how the wall extended. There was a cave quite a ways down. He heard the steps of the beast coming from here. The closer he got, the louder the steps. As Croix stopped about ten feet from the entrance, a head poked out, and attached to it was it's body, almost like armor. It was a zekkeg!
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Posted: Sat Nov 16, 2013 8:40 pm
Coruscant - Locolvictum's personal chambers
Puting both of his new weapons on his belt, and taking the stairs on his right to go into his main chamber. His chamber size was moderate in terms of how large the room could have actually been. In the back center was a large bed that looked very comfortable. On both sides of the bed was two night stands with lamps on them. The lamps is gold plated with red square shades. Next to where he came in is a desk, but unlike the ones in his offices it was a normal regular desk. At the foot of his bed was a little bench with a coshin. The floor was made out a smooth black marble, and the walls were painted in a very non-discrpt color. To the left side of the room to the wall was two doors, one leading to a bathroom and another to a closet.
Locolvictum walked towards his bed and stripped off his clothes at the same time, throwing the clothes on that little bench at the foot of the bed. He knew that someone else would be here later to clean and wash it. He took a moment to look at the bedding, they looked fresh and clean like they always did.
Locolvictum then went into his closet, opening the doors showed clothes on either side of a small path for at least five yards. He wasn't exactly sure why he needed that many sets of clothes. He wore most of the same clothes all the time anyway. But he had better things to do than sort out his wardrobe. Strolling down the small lane, he found a red and black robe. The Jedi would call it a Sith robe, but to Vic it looked more like a bath robe. But he never questioned these strange things before, no point in starting now. He then took some of his time to put the robe on.
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Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 2:23 pm
Tython - on board the Phoenix
"I would suggest they take her off planet, it would be unwise to keep her here. The risks may out way anything that we could gain." Davth looked back at his friend in the ships cell, he frowned before turning back to his friends "I appreciate the advice Master Stone, however the holocron was not the only item I..... liberated, yes liberated from Nemoidia. I'm going to find the Akul, see if any of my other toys managed to survive, and then yes I will stop by the temple." He bowed to his fellow master and the other man before exiting the room and making his way towards the cargo bay, hoping he would find his ship there.
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 5:37 pm
Tython - en route to Master's Quarters
exiting the Phoenix...Elyria paused and flagged down a flight crew member nearby Ensign Bur'bee, when he exits, please provide Ranger Blanc with anything he needs to accommodate his ship the Epoch Wren, you should also check with his pilot Eliza and make sure the ship is prepped and ready to leave in 2 hours! Nodding at Ensign Bur'bee's salute, she turned and headed toward the Master's Palace. She had a few things to "tidy up" before embarking on her next mission. The sky's were still grey, the winds whipped her copper hair about her face as she strode purposefully towards her destination "Ka'all...what were you thinking?" she was tired, she had jumped from excursion to excursion, running into Corvin..she was excited..hoping to spend some time..training with him, getting to know him better...something about him made her feel less like a Je'daii and more like a woman...she had led a fairly cloistered life among the Je'daii..this wordly young man made her wish for things a "normal" woman of 26 might wish for...shaking her head as these ideas bumped each other in her head.."Elyria..you are Je'daii..this is no time for foolish thoughts...." she reached the Temple and made her way to her quarters taking the steps two at a time...making her way into her room, she ran right to her nightstand...kneeling down, she pulled out the bottom drawer, dumped it's contents and removed the false bottom, and reaching into her pocket brought out the case holding the holocron..."This cannot come to Coruscant..it will be safer here where it won't fall into the hands of the Sith' she placed it into the drawer and replaced the false cover, placing a Force barrier around it, she picked up and refolded the garments from the floor and replaced them and the drawer in to nightstand. She was disappointed..she had so wanted to see the expression on Ka'all's face when she placed it in his hands...she knew he still lived..but for how long..within her she felt his life force dwindling..there was no time to waste!
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 5:50 pm
Tython - on board the Phoenix
"Whatever I need?" Corvin pretended to look offended for a moment, then clarified "I've had more than enough time to fill the Bacta tanks in your absence... anything else I don't already have aboard is likely to draw the wrong kinds of attention. She's ready when you are!"
"Got to agree with Davth on that one..." Corvin began, then projected subtly into Elyria's mind especially with so many of our Masters off world. He paused thoughtfully for a moment, his face becoming stern. "On the other hand..." he said aloud, "What are the risks of her escaping with knowledge of our location?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 7:45 pm
Ka'all stared at the ceiling of the dungeon and tried to remove his mind from the excruciating pain he was in. Finally turning his head to the side to face his tormentor, he was a little surprised to see a girl through the blood and tears caking his eyes, holding the scalpel and causing his immense pain. Opening his cracked lips, he did his best to speak, "Oh my dear, what happened to you that you feel it necessary to do this? Are you already so far gone at such a young age?" Turning his head away, he genuinely felt sorrow and hopelessness for the girl, corrupted at such a young age.
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 7:58 pm
Tython Screaming Phoenix cargo hold - Ancient Akul
Davth let out a low whistle looking at the condition of his ship, it was marred by laser fire, the port engine looked as though it was held on merely out of some sort on inanimate stubbornness, it was missing its front landing strut, and it looked like the starboard turbo lasers had melted there barrels. "You certainly saved my hide didn't you old girl." he slapped the hull a flashback to the fight flooding in as he made contact. He was in the upper atmosphere, AA turrets were firing near blindly as he started to make his escape with a cargo hold full of loot as well as the holocron hidden away in a secret pocket. A gunner got lucky and hit him several times, his shields held and he broke there range, several fighters took to the sky behind him.... The togruta blinked pulling his hand away raising his eye brows "This may not bode well, none the less I am hear for a reason." Taking a deep breath the jeda'ii began the ascent into the ship un sure of what he might encounter on the inside.
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Posted: Mon Nov 18, 2013 8:00 pm
It was strange, he was the emperor of the Sith Empire, commanding the respect and worship of millions, yet when this girl looked up at him for approval, he couldn't help but smile. She should be just another insignificant supplicant, but there was something more to her. Her eagerness to learn reminded him a little of himself when he was young, fighting and scraping, eager to absorb and master every bit of information he could grab. "You're quite the natural, my dear," Rahl said approvingly, "Just make sure you....." He was interrupted mid-sentence by a commotion outside the torture chamber. "What is going on out there?" the Dark Lord said angrily.
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 8:24 am
Raven Rahl It was strange, he was the emperor of the Sith Empire, commanding the respect and worship of millions, yet when this girl looked up at him for approval, he couldn't help but smile. She should be just another insignificant supplicant, but there was something more to her. Her eagerness to learn reminded him a little of himself when he was young, fighting and scraping, eager to absorb and master every bit of information he could grab. "You're quite the natural, my dear," Rahl said approvingly, "Just make sure you....." He was interrupted mid-sentence by a commotion outside the torture chamber. "What is going on out there?" the Dark Lord said angrily. More and more guards kept appearing and Skandar cut every one of them down. There was so much blood in the air that Skandar's Neutrality shifted fully to the Darkside. His Balance was gone and the Bloodlust took over. At one point in the melee, one of the guards managed to slice a deep wound onto his back with a light-whip. The pain sent so much fury into Skandar that in a split second he turned off his Light-Tonfa and using the force ripped the whip from the mans hands. Stalking over to the panicked guard he grabbed the man by the throat and simply ripped it out. "Stupid Human!" Skandar exclaimed. His voice had taken on a Dark, dangerous,and growl-like quality. Afterwards, He turned on an invention-in-the-making set into his gauntlet. Energy streamed down out of the knuckles of the gauntlet and encased Skandar's claws. He then started not only to rip pieces of flesh and armor from the humanoids' bodies with his claws, but with his beak as well. After about five minutes of this all of the Emperor's guardians broke and fled. When all of the small fry was gone, he stalked over to the torture chamber door and impaled it with his energy-wrapped claws. Slowly and menacingly, he cut all the way through the door leaving an giant X-wide gash in the middle. He then proceeded to kick in the door with the force of what was like a train wreck. As he entered through the melted debris he proclaimed: "I AM SKANDOROUS! MASTER OF THIS BODY'S DARK ENERGIES!"
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Posted: Tue Nov 19, 2013 10:48 am
Coruscant - Dungeons
Zara was struck by Ka'all's words, and she was unsure how to respond. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen! The man she was torturing wasn't supposed to feel sympathy for her! He was supposed to hate her, despise her, call her dirty names and spit in her face. So why was he saying such words to her? She wanted to feel his anger, his hatred towards her, but he only gave her sympathy and kindness. This was not how it was supposed to be! Anger surged through her veins, and she was tempted to strike him again, but at the same time she was tinged with a sense of doubt, wondering if this was they man they really should be torturing.
Luckily her doubts vanished instantly as soon as she heard the sounds of fighting and shouting coming from down the hall. Zara's eyes glowed angrily. Who would dare to interrupt the official business of the emperor?
Still, she could sense that this... creature, for lack of a better word, emanated a lot of power. It seemed like he was no ordinary prisoner.
Shall I deal with the disturbance, my lord? she asked, looking up at him with eagerness. She was still desperate to prove her worth, to show that she was more than a lowly initiate.
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