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Post by Tiana, eh? on Jun 2, 2005 21:02:04 GMT -5
The Sith homeplanet of many, many years ago, and now it's darkside powers draw the Sith back... the whispers of the darkside, of power far beyond imagination...
A desert-rocky like terrian, several old temples and tombs litter the place, and the suggestion that once, a long time ago, people searched for clues to the past.
The Sith base is here, and this is where they will remain, for now.
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Post by BEHIND YOU!!! on Jun 27, 2005 4:02:24 GMT -5
//I AM TH4 SITH MASTER! PH34R ME! B0-Y4!//
In the shadows on Korriban, a Sith Master waited. In the shifting dunes in amidst the old sand and rocks, she stood, robes filtered around her being as the wind shifted and twisted in the ancient temple location. And Ikanya breathed out and felt the force flowing all around her, an endless form of energy, of power, of control...
For some, a jedi perhaps, it would be taken as peace, as life, as a chance to see things from a greater point of view. But not for the sith Master Ikanya Calthye, oh no. Not indeed, not when she could look past the life and see the end of that. Not when her shadow was cast on the Korriban soil and she was in control. She and none other to hold bearing over the sith order, rising from the ashes of an old jedi order, from the remains of rebels within the Order, from the remains of sensitives never been trained.
And she headed it all, controled it, felt it...
And there are those who would prevent my control, she thought, almost wearily as she shifted her position and jumped down from a rock, feet hitting the ground with a symiltanious smack against the dust. It sent a little cloud wraithing through the air, a tiny clap of thunder, a piece of the calm before the storm shattered.
And she reached out. Come to me, young Jedi... And Ikanya mouthed along with it. "Soon you shall be mine."
As the Sith Master paced away from the portruding boulder, her image was quickly lost into Korriban's endless rocks, but the memory was still there and that could not be erased. No, like the existance of darkness always contrasting light, like the existance of always one sith to counteract the Jedi: the memory would always remain.
Even though she did not, heading away to where she knew her quarry would come. She knew. And Ikanya Calthye did not question it.
//Sorry for stealing your surname, Eowyn. But you told me to...//
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Post by Celebrian on Jun 27, 2005 4:35:09 GMT -5
Another day, another moment. Once again the that ominious foreboding sensation brushed her senses. It seemed somehow connected to Korriban, but still the feeling lasted only a fraction of a moment. Frustrated at not understanding or being able to interpret the dark feeling though the force, she pounded the console.
Almost there...
Lilac navigated her little ship, Amethyst, watching the stars appear in the place of the streaks of light. She was approaching Korriban after an unknown period of time. Of course, unknown only because she was deep in meditation for most of her journey.
[Bleep, blip, dila lilacleep bleelilippkl,] squawked her droid, the translation swimming up in Aurebesh on her datapad.
"Yes, I know, Aetoo, we are entering orbit now."
[blurp, lilipppk, blip, pttttthhh!!!] Aetoo made a rude sound.
"I don't crash that often, well, only a couple of times, and it was your fault... well, maybe not, but it doesn't matter really. We are alm.. GASP!!! ACK, Aetoo, slow us down now!!!"
Her heart was beating wildly as she watching the Korriban scene growing large at a rate far to fast for her comfort... anyones comfort...
"Oh, I have a bad feeling about this. Maybe I should have let you drive."
[Bleep, bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepppppppppp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]
"AETOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!....."
CRUNCH!!!
Lilac sat up in a rather odd location of her ship. If ships could talk... well, lets not say, but it wouldn't be words I could type here! She sighed... and collapsed from the pain emanating from her head... and all went dark...
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Post by BEHIND YOU!!! on Jun 27, 2005 22:21:58 GMT -5
A flash through her mind.
She's here.
Perhaps a tad unorthadox, I must admit, but still she is here...
It was a couple days later that the Twi'lek jedi found herself waking up emerged in a bacta tank, scars healing from the vicious landing, the droid found itself undergoing reconstruction, and the land found itself slowly shifting back to the manners it was long before the ship had crashed into it's surface, leaving a long burned scar trailing.
But one had a power there, far greater than that of any jedi, and Ikanya made certain that the young twi'lek remained unconscious for as long as it suited her. She needed that control, thrived on it, lived for that power, that ultimate being...
Finally, what could've been years, could've been days later, she returned to the side of the fallen jedi and let her hand float overtop her forehead.
[Wake up,] the mental call came, echoing and hauntingly through the shadows Ikanya knew had control over the unconscious jedi's mind. [You will open your eyes and know I am the one who called you...]
Your arrival was unorthadox, I must admit, but still you are here, young jedi, and now you will face the destiny your curiousity slated you to being. Now you will face the true power of the force.
Your ship is crashed, your only means of leaving through me. If you take your lightsaber and cut me down, you will become what you seek to destroy.
If you choose to stay... only time will tell...
The thoughts of a narrator, a second person's view echoed in her mind, and, if the sith master was correct, through a forced bond to the twi'lek as well.
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Post by Celebrian on Jun 29, 2005 5:29:00 GMT -5
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Post by BEHIND YOU!!! on Jun 30, 2005 1:46:05 GMT -5
Ikanya withdrew her hand with a grim smile, and sat back. It had worked, she knew that her mind had made enough of a contact with the jedi that now she wouldn't be able to awake with at least an inner knowledge of everything that had transgressed.
A shadow passed over the lilac Twi'lek's face as Ikanya's hands traced over and back to her side, a straight held position of command. And she forced eye contact, forced the jedi to stare into her eyes for a long moment of uneasy silence that wove through the room and held more control than even the sith master could've had. For she fought to break it before anything could happen, and even that silence held a bond over her.
She hated it. Hated that unseeming control that nature itself wore.
And then Ikanya was able to speak, and once more she was the one in command, the one who even controlled silence over the realm. "Good morning, young jedi." An odd cheer, unfitting to what was known of her nature-- a far too disarming voice. Too complacent. "It is around ten o'clock in the morning, and you have been sleeping for quite a while." Perhaps the tone was a control toy? "And it is the twenty-third day of the tenth month, if you would like to know. And no, I'm not the tooth fairy."
SHe smiled carefully, a measured expression to intiminate rather than place at ease.
//read Insanity Prevailing to get the tooth fairy comment.//
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Post by Celebrian on Jun 30, 2005 2:52:22 GMT -5
Lilac reached into the Force, causing Ikanya's gaze to remain for longer than intended. The Jedi wanted answers, but the Sith's mind remained guarded. She could sense discomfort, so she released the sith from her mind. Probing wouldn't work unless she could catch her unaware. But of course, the Sith was expecting her arrival. Definitely not unaware... not yet...
Lilac did gain a couple a tidbits of information. One was that she was hiding something, something important. Time would tell. Time was either a friend or an enemy, causing one to either forget, but often betray oneself. The Jedi had learned to discern the differences, the subtle clues that would give way to an answer. The other clue was the Sith's name... well one name...Calthye.
It was a relief to be free of the bacta tank. It was good to be back in her clothing though she felt exposed without her robe and weapons.
Darth Calthye... the name rang a bell. Tiana Calthye... Could this be her daughter?
"Good morning to you, too," Lilac responded as sweetly as she could. "By the way. This isn't Rivendell, it's Korriban. Is it really October 23? I thought it was October 24, and I know you're not Gandalf. You are Tiana's daughter, right? Of course, I'm right," she giggled. "You look just like her, well, sort of. Except, your robe is black and Tiana's is green. And she looks happier than you do because you frown alot." She paused a short moment and gave Ikanya a sad puppy dog look. "Are you lonely? There seems to be no one here to keep you company. How lonely can that be," she sighed. "Of course, I'd frown to if that were me... all alone."
She adjusted her tunic. "Thank you for washing my clothes. Nice smelling soap you have. By the way were is my droidy-poo. I miss him. He is my friend and I don't see him. By the way, thank you for saving me!"
Ikanya was staring at her with a look of shock... the look she was expecting... Her blond act affected just about everyone she met..
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Jul 11, 2005 18:01:15 GMT -5
It was night and Sallazar wandered along the rim of rocks oddly positioned in the sand. He could feel the comforting power of the darkside flowing through him. His signature white hair gently fanned as a breezed went through through the sandy plain.
He was in his mid twenties by the look of him, though his face was obscured by the hood he wore and his bright green eyes seemed to shine out from under the darkness that his the rest of his face. The formations of rock were most definitely not natural, seeming to have been placed in a large ring, almost like a dueling ground.
Sallazar walked into the middle of the ring and he felt the presence of another. With a quick turn he was facing a figure obscured by the darkness. His eyes narrowed as he reached for his weapon underneath his cloak.
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Post by Morndakiél on Jul 12, 2005 19:54:08 GMT -5
Thrait Yn's ship had minutes ago settled to the ground and disturbed the dust of this world. Thrait now crouched on its boarding ramp, scanning the surrounding rock, feeling the dark side stir the deep crannies of his mind--crannies that so easily could engulf all. His tail scraped the ground, the sensative skin testing the old, old structure of this planet, but it avoided his mind. His mind was filled with the pointing arrow that was the Force, and with the scent of human. Thrait checked the slightly curved lightsaber concealed among the mechanisms of his third elbow and then began to lope along the vague wild pathways, following scent and Force. There, ahead; rocks erected as a circle. Thrait stood straighter, and stepped into the dim light.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Jul 12, 2005 20:00:07 GMT -5
"Who goes there?" He asked quietly. "Who is foolish enough do disturb me?"
The figure most definitely wasn't human. He quickly gripped his lightsaber in his hand but kept it off. When no answer came he started getting edgy, it didn't help that he had just recently fed his addiction to its content, making him slightly more gittery than usual. "I asked you a question, answer it." He ordered.
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Post by Morndakiél on Jul 13, 2005 20:05:58 GMT -5
"I'm lookin for the Sith, and this planet reeks of them!" Thrait growled. He flipped his lightsaber into his mechanical hand and held the long hilt aloft. "My training's incomplete. Can you teach me?" Probably the humanoid would answer no, but Thrait would wait to see what he would do when he did. Looked eager to fight, this one. Maybe he would be more willing with the teaching of Old Master pounding him into the rock...
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Jul 13, 2005 20:12:57 GMT -5
Sallazar hissed through the darkness. "I see no reason to train you, you seem both unintelligent and underdiciplined." The quip made Sallazar's mouth twitch. "I am your better." With a sudden hissing crack the the Sith's face was illuminated by the red blade of his lightsaber.
"I am a sith lord, you hold a lightsaber and proclaim yourself one of us. That is a joke." He walked forward a few steps. "The next move is yours; walk away and live or stay and feel what its like to fight a sith lord."
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Post by Morndakiél on Jul 14, 2005 18:42:45 GMT -5
Thrait felt his mouth gape open in a silent, unstoppable laugh. These Sith have the audacity--and the uncouth arrogance--to challenge without knowledge!? Stupid. He activated his lightsaber, and held it before him, coming full into the circle and looking down on the human. "Come on then, let's get this over with..."
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Jul 14, 2005 18:55:46 GMT -5
Sal sighed and with a slight turn of his wrist he began to close off the air to the creature's lungs. "Are you still laughing now?" He asked maliciously.
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Post by Tempest on Jul 16, 2005 10:05:05 GMT -5
Xyko Kitara stood with arms crossed, frowning. It wasn't like Shayla to be late, and she was beginning to be a little irritated. Once you get here Shayla, you are going to get it. Xyko thought, grinding her teeth together.
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Post by Morndakiél on Jul 17, 2005 10:51:36 GMT -5
!!! Thrait lunged forward with the burning energy reserve he had left, trusting to the lungs of the Sarkan being larger and more eficient that the humans' assumed target. His lightsaber swept forward inches from the human's face and then came down again toward his sword hand, while Thrait pivoted and dug his claws into the ground. His tail came around, and slapped Sal across the left side.
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Post by Faust-Dark Lord Reborn on Jul 17, 2005 15:18:03 GMT -5
Sallazar jumped. Using the force he jumped up and over the Sarkan attacker, blocking his attacks as he passed over him. "Sorry, not good enough." He jeered. He was trying to find his weakness through the loss of concentration.
With sweep of his hand Sal created blast of the force which brought sand up into the Sarkan's face, swirling around it in a mini sandstorm.
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Post by CJ on Jul 18, 2005 23:28:11 GMT -5
Shayla sat on a clean dark wooden floor. Eyes closed, she concentrated upon the water she was levitating in front of her. She thought about the differences between it and the sith, how it was cool and refreshing just the opposite of the hot angered sith. anger..... "Minions of Xendor...." she swore loudly. "Xyko. she's gonna kill me.." I hope not.. she grabbed her light saber, and in her haste spilled the water all over her front. "Sithspit!" she ran out of the room and into Xyko.
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Post by Tempest on Jul 19, 2005 11:48:45 GMT -5
"What were you doing, Apprentice?" Xyko asked Shayla, her voice snapping like a whip and her hands on her hips. "You are extremely late, and..." She peered closer. "You appear to be wet. Explain yourself." Frowning she watched her student scramble up.
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Post by BEHIND YOU!!! on Jul 19, 2005 13:14:11 GMT -5
Ikanya pursed her lips, frowning slightly deeper into her hard set expression. "Your droid," she managed without blowing her top, "is perfectly fine. And I am not all alone!" The human girl found she had to square her shoulders to carry on talking without revealing any level of emotions from her hard set face, found it was a challenge to carry on the stoic bearings.
"Yes, I am a Calthye." Curse that woman and the day she was born... "Yes, I am Tiana's daughter. No, I do not wear green robes because green robes carry no power. And yes, I use scented soaps! If you have a problem with that..."
Ikanya let her voice trail off. Blast, this jedi's stronger than she looks...
"...You can stop attempting to control me," the sith master finished, with a tight expression. "I know you are, Master Jedi."
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