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Post by Viox Savage on Jun 5, 2018 19:54:42 GMT -8
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Post by Darth Malvus on Aug 15, 2018 16:56:14 GMT -8
Darth FlvinViox SavageIt became known that the Jen'ari had returned from the Wild Space region. However, when he returned to the presence of the Sith'ari, Viox would find that Malvus was not alone. A towering individual followed him, clothed in the trappings of the Sith. There was indeed a strong presence of the Dark Side within the unknown individual. Lord Malvus comes forth, stopping a respectable distance from the Sith'ari's throne. He turns slightly, gesturing to Viox Savage as Flvin halted as well.Darth Flvin, this is the visionary I spoke of. The Sith'ari that leads the Dark Crusade against the heretics that fester within our galaxy and seeks to revive the true followers of the Dark Side under one banner, a new philosophy, and under his iron rule. This... is Sith'ari Viox Savage.Malvus turns to Lord Savage, gesturing to Flvin.My Lord Savage, I bring with me an old ally of mine. He goes by the name of Darth Flvin. He has recently resurfaced in Wild Space and seems ideal to join our ranks. He too has the zealous behavior that matches with our order, to seek the destruction of those who are nothing but apostates and heretics. He would be a worthy asset to the Blackguard ranks.
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Post by Viox Savage on Aug 15, 2018 17:15:50 GMT -8
Seated upon his throne, Savage watched Malvus, his Jen'ari approach with a towering individual in tow. Garbed in simple attire, a black tunic and cloak, the Zabrak inclined his head at the mention of his name. Listening intently, he spoke as Malvus finished.
"Indeed."
Allowing his eyes to flutter closed, he reached out with the Force, getting a feel for the individual Malvus had brought forth. An impressive individual in both physical size and power within the Force. Opening his eyes again, he spoke once more.
"A young human, bristling in the Dark Side of the Force. Quite the find, Malvus. You continue to impress." Shifting his focus to Flvin, he continued speaking. "You were an ally of Malvus and he speaks very highly of your abilities and your dedication. Tell me, Darth Flvin, do you have what it takes to execute my vision upon the galaxy?"
An important question, to be sure. It was posed so that the Zabrak could analyze his response as well as how Flvin answered the question. Sith, by nature, were stubborn, willful and headstrong. But they were also trapped by ancient teachings that weakened them. Perhaps Flvin had already learned this and was willing to be more accepting of what the Blackguard Reborn was trying to accomplish? Only time would tell.
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Post by Darth Flvin on Aug 17, 2018 14:43:40 GMT -8
Flvin entered the throne room with Lord Malvus, immediately setting his gaze upon the throne. He smirked under his mask as he stared at the Zabrak seated in front of him. The thought of someone above him made him laugh, something he was willing to overpower. He reached out into the force towards the Sith'ari, getting a strong presence from the Dark Lord, he too was powerful in the Dark Side of the force. Flvin was beginning to respect the Zabrak, but his ambitious thoughts clouded his judgement. He stepped forward past Lord Malvus, closing the distance between him and the throne.
"You present yourself as if you are better then everyone, but how am I to believe you are a true Dark Lord of the Sith?"
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Post by Viox Savage on Aug 30, 2018 15:12:45 GMT -8
Seated upon his throne, he watched the towering individual step forward and address him. The corners of his mouth twitched upwards as a smirk tugged at his lips. Bold. Brave. Foolish. All qualities that could be honed and refined. Oh, he was going to enjoy shaping this one. He had earned this position through his skill, prowess and devotion to the dark side, as well as having a vision of what the Sith and the dark side could potentially be. Those that were like-minded flocked to his side. Being a natural leader, it was easy to sway those under him. And then some whelp decided to question him. Having half a mind to rip him in half, he simple spoke his response.
"Simply put, I am better than everyone. Not to get caught up in such a hierarchy, but I am seated where I am today because history has proven that the Sith need a strong figure to lead them. A figure willing to execute a vision that will break the stigmatic traditions of the Sith and elevate them to new heights. After explaining that to Malvus, we stripped down the Sith, broke the molds and reassembled it into something that isn't going to rigidly adhere to archaic values that only weaken and divide us."
Rising from his throne, he began to walk down the steps towards Flvin. And he continued as me walked.
"The Sith were blind, weak and broken. I have granted them clarity. I have reassembled them. I have given them strength. Agree or disagree with whatever it is you choose to believe. But without MY vision, the Sith, and the dark side in general would still be squabbling among themselves. Divided. Weak. Alone."
Reaching the bottom of the three steps, Savage stepped towards the towering individual and stopped before him, unwavering and unafraid. Looking up at the masked figure, his fierce yellow eyes were practically boring into the mask with devotion and truth.
"My vision is shared among all of those who follow me. Because united we stand as a force to be reckoned with. I am no slave driver, but I do expect a modicum of obedience from my followers. A willingness to carry out what they are asked to the letter, without hesitation and without mercy...I am a monster. I have no illusions about it. But such things need to be done in order to gain our place as the rightful masters of this galaxy..."
Still staring the man down, Savage waited for his response. Either Flvin would see, or he wouldn't. The brainwashing of the Sith's teachings was difficult to break. Impossible in some cases. But in needed to be done. Otherwise they were doomed to repeat the mistakes of the past over and over again. And Savage was unwilling to let that happen...
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Post by Vasari on Sept 13, 2018 9:51:45 GMT -8
Vasari stalked into the Throne room her cloak billowing out behind her half hanging off her shoulders. She walked as if she was not hindered by the injuries she had recently recovered from during their mission to Felucia, regardless of the phantom pains her leg still had occasionally from the mission on Pzob. Regardless of the struggles she had been through she was not going to show weakness before her Master, and before the Leader of the Blackguard. She seemed to glide effortlessly across the room until she finally stood before the throne and sank effortlessly to a knee in front of Lord Savage."Master..."She whispered softly bowing her horn crowned head towards the ground. It had been nearly a week and a half since she had even seen him - recovery in the medbay had lasted several days even with the bacta treatments - and still her leg had not fully healed. She no doubt had a trip to Sullust in her future to see Ifrit concerning the markings that his claw had left upon her thigh. She remained perfectly motionless waiting for Viox to address her, wondering half in excitement half in curiosity what her next lesson or mission would be.
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 13, 2018 10:06:03 GMT -8
Knowing full well that Major Kage and his apprentice were 'involved', was not his concern at the moment. Actually, it didn't even make the top ten list, of things that could potentially concern him. No, he was more interested in what his apprentice was digging for, and why. But for the time being, he wasn't going to pry. Everything would reveal itself, in due time. And right now, he had more pressing matters to attend to. Training his apprentice, being one of them. The possibility of traveling for a few new 'pets' being another. For now, however, the Zabrak merely sat upon his throne, slouched back in a semi reclined position. His eyes never left his apprentice as she made her way to the foot of the throne and snake down to one knee. She moved a little more deliberately than normal. It was subtle, but it was there. An almost forced gait to maintain a sense of normalcy. She was still wounded. Unsurprising, given how hard he had been pushing everyone. Mission after mission, against the unknown, was hard on anyone, even him. Though with his most recent return from Ziost with Malvus and Znalost, and his private meeting with Znalost afterwards, he was in much better shape now, than he had been upon their return from Felucia.
"Apprentice. You may rise..."
His trip to pacify Ziost hadn't been entirely uneventful. Heretical dark siders claiming to be Sith had taken to squatting on his planet. So they had been made an example of. Though he did manage to venture to the surface once Znalost and Malvus had secured the Citadel there. Upon his wandering of the ancient building, he had found several tomes that may have been of interest to his apprentice. So he had brought them back, as a gift. But he would wait until she was back on her feet before he said anything more.
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Post by Vasari on Sept 13, 2018 10:16:37 GMT -8
Vasari's hand didn't even touch her knee for support as she strengthened her core and brought herself to her feet in a show of effortlessness, it was as he assumed to appear normal, but also she had always put her minds strength over that of her body, and it was her mind that held dominance over the two. As was the norm for her since attaining the weapon her saberstaff hung from her side half veiled by the cloak that hung from her shoulders - otherwise she was dressed as was normal, a black armorweave wrap covering her breasts secured by a shoulder guard upon her lead arm, and a dark leather skirt about her waist.
"I trust your mission to Ziost went as expected?"She whispered as she regained her feet. She would have gone with him without question, even after the wounds she had sustained upon the forest world of Felucia at the hands of the Jedi. She would have jumped right back into the fray to stand near her Master and prove her dedication and her worthiness to be his apprentice. That and there was something about him... something that he was hiding from everyone. He seemed more together now, her battle meditation had picked up on something off about him during his fight with the Grand Master on Felucia, but she had her own problems at the time and could not investigate it further - but she was sure that this was the same thing she had picked up on when he came to Iridonia to recruit her - that felt like a lifetime ago. Regardless Ziost would have proved an opportunity to grow closer to her new Masters mind - a task that would not be easy, and could not be rushed.
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 13, 2018 10:33:28 GMT -8
As the question was posed, he inclined his head in acknowledgment. Vasari was always an interesting being to him. Skilled with a saber and willing to fight no matter the odds, but her true strength lay hidden within her mind. Her mind was her greatest asset. And he could respect that. And as much as he had wanted to bring her with him to Ziost, there hadn't been time to collect her. Znalost required the opportunity to test his experiments. And he wanted Malvus to assess him during the process. Regardless of his reasons for not bringing her, he had returned with a collection of dusty tomes for her to peruse at her leisure.
"Indeed. Ziost was purged of the heretics and is now under Blackguard jurisdiction. As is all of its lore and secrets..."
The Zabrak smirked and motioned to the stack of tomes sitting on the arm of the Throne. The top one was a detailed account of when Sith Emperor Vitiate cleansed the planet of life. A notable time in history, certainly. And he knew his apprentice would practically swoon over the secrets these tomes held.
"I brought you a few...gifts..."
The Sith readjusted his position so he was seated upright, eyes focused on Vasari as he mentioned that the dusty tomes were for her. In anyone else's hands, they would have gone to waste. But in hers, they would be utilized to their fullest potential. Her eagerness to learn could barely be suppressed when presented with new, arcane knowledge of the past. He motioned for her to approach the throne to collect the tomes.
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Post by Vasari on Sept 13, 2018 10:50:43 GMT -8
Vasari's composed along with her façade of stoic strength collapsed under the strain created by the giddiness at being presented with these precious gifts. Her knees bent and she bit her bottom lip in excitement but waited until he beckoned her forward to collect the tombs She all but leapt to the side of the Throne and thrust her hands out to grasp the first of the three large leather bound books. She ran her hands along the spines searching for any markings or engravings, pouring her eyes over the covers looking for titles or author markings, her lips forming the word ~Vitiate~ She had briefly studied his techniques at the Academy, anyone skilled in the defensive arts of Force manipulation learned of him through various other authors or holocrons that had learned from him.
"Thank you Master!"She exclaimed quite joyfully reaching out to grasp his forearm gently before she lifted the cover of the first tomb and lowered her head to inhale the scent of the old dusty books. She bit her lip again at the old scent filling her senses."I'll make good use of these to be sure!"
The tone of her voice was much different from what he might have been used to, and the brief touch to his arm was gentle and more compassionate in its thanks than anything she had ever shown her master before. It would have been difficult to discern her true intentions but the brief physical contact had created a brief opportunity to reach out through his physical body, her mind shifting between them along the currents of the Living Force. Before she overstayed her welcome she collected the books and retreated hugging them close to her breast as she took a few steps backwards down to the main floor as she felt the lingering effects of her probing along the Living Force.
"How might I prove myself worthy of your gifts, My Master?"
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Post by Darth Flvin on Sept 13, 2018 13:24:42 GMT -8
Lord Flvin stood tall, a towering figure that hulked over most organic beings. His eyes were trained on the self proclaimed Dark Lord, watching as he took each step towards Flvin. He continued to listen to the Zabrak, heeding his every word. Flvin was stubborn in a sense. All these years of teachings as a Sith had brought him to that, but he was beginning to understand the gravity of the situation. Surely he was powerful, stronger then most that stood in his way. Perhaps he could kill the Zabrak and take his place on the throne, but the thought quickly vanished among his mind. The Sith were weak, failing to keep control of the galaxy. Flvin was disgusted, the Sith were to be considered the top of the food chain; and yet they were weak. Surely the Dark Lord spoke some truth on the matter, and Lord Flvin was beginning to agree with him. He watched as he stood in front of him, showing his fearless attitude towards Flvin. He was willing to step in front of him, unwavered by the sheer size of the Sith Lord. This was the final thing Flvin needed, his decision was easy to make.
"Lord Savage, you've shown how fearless and cruel you can be, something I desire as a Sith. I will join you and Lord Malvus, together we can rid the galaxy of this infestation, planet by planet."
He stuck his arm out towards the Dark Lord, his forearm covered in Sith tattoos. "However, I will not bow before you; no matter how much pleasure it gives you. I kneel before no one."
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Post by Luxeria on Sept 13, 2018 13:25:44 GMT -8
Having been summoned by the Sith'ari, Luxeria made quick work in finishing the last touches to her new lightsabers and changed her clothes to be a bit more presentable. Any time that she was out of sight from anyone walking by, she was nearly running, ensuring to keep Viox from waiting any more than necessary.
Upon reaching the small hall leading to the Throne Room, she took a deep breath and regained her composure. Focusing her mind, she rounded the corner and walked into the room where she saw Viox siting upon the throne and Vasari standing just before it. She couldn't tell from looking at her back, but it seemed as it she was holding something rather tightly. Curious, but it was a thought that quickly moved aside in light of the priority: Viox's summons. Steeping up beside the Zabrak, she said nothing to her friend as she took a knee. No other had received such a show, not even her master. For any of the other masters, she bowed as one expected, deep bending of the back. Yet, she knelt before none until this day. The only reason Viox received it was because of the respect he demanded for his power and position. Her actions separated the difference between the leader and those under him.
"My Lord."
She was dressed in something new, something in a different direction than her normal pants, skirts, and shirts. Vasari would recognize it as the outfit she had made on Coruscant while Viox's possible knowledge of history might point it at a style worn by the Jedi Satele Shan, only black trimmed in gold. Her bangles rested upon each wrist and the necklace obtained from the raid upon Vader's castle hung around her neck, which caused her presence to resonate stronger than it truly was. But what was new to both of them was the two new lightsabers attached to each side of her belt. Curved hilts adorned in electrum, elegantly built just as her first, which rested on the backside of her belt.
There she waited for the Sith'ari to speak and bid her rise.
-A couple weeks later, shortly after Luxeria’s pirate raid-
It had been a few weeks since Luxeria had walked the halls of her new home. After the trials issued to her by Viox, she had finally been elevated passed the rank of apprentice. Soon after, she had departed for Sullust to look into having a few new additions made to her equipment. From it, her bangles had fully been tuned as she desired and a new Sith mask was created for the moments she needed to be assigned to assassination missions. From there, she made a few others stops, one that had her joining a pirate raid. Now that the job had been concluded, she had returned to Mustafar with her rewards.
Having already requested and been granted an audience with the Sith'ari, Luxeria entered, dressed in her normal attire. Behind her came a few that managed the hangars carrying a few meter long crates. A gift for the lord of the Blackguard. As she reached the throne, she was the first to drop to her knee, the other doing so after the crates were set upon the ground. "Sith'ari." She waited until she was addressed before displaying the cases of Nova crystals.
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 13, 2018 13:47:40 GMT -8
Lord Flvin stood tall, a towering figure that hulked over most organic beings. His eyes were trained on the self proclaimed Dark Lord, watching as he took each step towards Flvin. He continued to listen to the Zabrak, heeding his every word. Flvin was stubborn in a sense. All these years of teachings as a Sith had brought him to that, but he was beginning to understand the gravity of the situation. Surely he was powerful, stronger then most that stood in his way. Perhaps he could kill the Zabrak and take his place on the throne, but the thought quickly vanished among his mind. The Sith were weak, failing to keep control of the galaxy. Flvin was disgusted, the Sith were to be considered the top of the food chain; and yet they were weak. Surely the Dark Lord spoke some truth on the matter, and Lord Flvin was beginning to agree with him. He watched as he stood in front of him, showing his fearless attitude towards Flvin. He was willing to step in front of him, unwavered by the sheer size of the Sith Lord. This was the final thing Flvin needed, his decision was easy to make."Lord Savage, you've shown how fearless and cruel you can be, something I desire as a Sith. I will join you and Lord Malvus, together we can rid the galaxy of this infestation, planet by planet."He stuck his arm out towards the Dark Lord, his forearm covered in Sith tattoos. "However, I will not bow before you; no matter how much pleasure it gives you. I kneel before no one." |
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 13, 2018 14:25:26 GMT -8
Seeing Vasari so...ecstatic over the tomes he had recovered was strange. No stranger than having an Echani adopted daughter, but still, it ranked up there. And the touch to the arm. Vasari was definitely up to something. Regardless, he help up a hand, indicating her to be patient and wait. Luxeria was still required before they were to proceed. He didn't have to speak, as Vasari, while brash and fiery, knew her place well enough to not push his boundaries. Which warranted a modicum of respect for the young Zabrak. And then Luxeria entered the throne room. Not garbed in her usual attire, the Zabrak found it odd, but recognized the style. Old. Millenia old. But suitable and quite fitting for what he had in mind. Seeing her take a knee was odd as well, as she never did that to anyone else. Malvus had taught her well, it seemed. Inclining his head as she addressed him, he eyed up the young Sith and spoke."Rise, Lady Mirax."Allowing her to rise, he gazed down upon both Vasari and Luxeria. Both accomplished warriors and skilled force wielders. And they worked well together. He would test that and then some, once he revealed his game plan. Actually, he had a feeling that by the time this was over, they'd know his secret. It wasn't a damming secret, nor would it actually affect any of them, realistically. But it might affect how they viewed him. Only time would tell, however. As both of them stood there, stoically, a smirk tugged at the corners of his mouth...**************************************************************** Seated upon the Throne, as was his job these days, Luxeria had been granted an audience with him. Lounging lazily in his seat, he watched her enter, followed by a few workers from the hangar bay, toting crates. And almost amused look crossed his face. As Luxeria dropped to one knee and acknowledged him, he inclined his head in her direction."Rise, Luxeria."As the woman would rise to her feet, the next question was already leaving his lips."What have you brought home for us?"Given the fact that the majority of the Blackguard members resided here now, most of the treasure troves that were collected and paid forth to him were put into the treasury to continue funding the various projects that were on the go at any given time. And Luxeria was good at bringing incredibly valuable artifacts back. Be it a force imbued artifact, or simply expensive ornaments, he would accept them. Because it benefited them all in the long run. Besides, momentary wealth wasn't even remotely interesting to him. Sure, he had money, but it wasn't important. What he desired was much more important then that...
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Post by Vasari on Sept 13, 2018 14:55:06 GMT -8
Vasari felt the footfalls of her friend's approach before she sensed the presence through the ripples of the force. She chided herself for allowing her mind to be distracted, but her thoughts and command upon the force was already split for a fourth time - not that she considered that to be an excuse. She tilted her head slightly towards Luxeria and curtsied slightly still gripping the books in her hands and tightly to her breast. She raised an eyebrow at the name Viox called her and found herself thinking just how many names Luxeria had. The thought brought a quizzical look to her face but her friends presence made her remember herself, and more importantly remember the fourth splinter of her mind. She followed the flow of the force back to her master - the physical contact and the trace she had left upon his body. There was something wrong with him, had been since they met, and she was getting closer to discovering what that was. She remained silent however, allowing her Master to explain just why they had been summoned.
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Post by Luxeria on Sept 13, 2018 15:16:10 GMT -8
Luxeria rose as he spoke. It was odd hearing her last name after so long. Sure, she had heard Aleena spoken out loud back on Coruscant, but it had been years since she had heard Mirax. It was a name nearly long forgotten, which meant Viox had done his homework on her background prior to joining with the Sith on Kuat.
Standing fully, she glanced over to her side, her eyes meeting Vasari’s for a moment. It was only when her gaze returned forward did she finally speak. "Vasari." The single word was quick and nearly empty, though it was nothing more than her focus being upon the Sith’ari and his summoning. She had not expected the Zantac to here which meant one of two things: he was finishing up business with her or they had both been summoned together. It has been a week and a half since they last saw each other. Once the raid on Felucia had come to a close, she returned to Iridonia while Vasari seemed to have come here. For a week, she spent her days training under Gavin before coming here and furthering herself some more. From answering important questions, to delving into her holocron, and finishing her newest pair of lightsabers, she hadn’t even taken the time to notice that Vasari had been within the Obelisk.
Luxeria rose, already knowing the question that was coming. She turned back to those that followed and motioned for them to open that crates. Nova crystals filled them and shone brilliantly under the lights of the throne room. Turning back to the Sith’ari, she spoke. "In my recent travels, I elected to join a pirate raid, for both the thrill of it and in hopes to find something of great value. Unfortunately, it was filled with mostly weapons and these Nova crystals. The weapons were simple and commonplace compared to what the Blackguard utilizes and mostly worthless in the end. I had hoped for something more, holocrons, Force relics, but all that was left were these crystals."
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 13, 2018 15:31:47 GMT -8
Still watching them both, he observed their brief interactions, know that they'd both be distracted by why he had summoned them here. Rising from the Throne, he spoke as he descended the three steps to the polished obsidian floor."To answer your question, apprentice, you will be accompanying myself and Luxeria on an assignment." Turning to Luxeria has he strode past them, he answered her unspoken question. "You are here because there are a few tests I would have you do, to ensure you are ready to ascend the ranks of the Blackguard...make no mistake, Malvus has forwarded his report to me. I know he believes you are ready. I am not entirely convinced, however. I must see your skills first hand, with and without assistance. And it so happens that I want you to succeed, so my apprentice here will be aiding you for parts of the assignment, to truly demonstrate your understanding of teamwork as well as operating solely on your own against unfavorable odds. And I am accompanying you both for my own personal gain as well as to assess you. Understood?"The Zabrak had strode past the two women, coming to a pause at the exit of the Throne room, just inside the threshold. Turning on his heel, he glances back at them, to see that they understood why they were here.************************************************************************ Watching the young woman open the crates, he recognized its contents before she spoke. But he inclined his head in acknowledgement, just the same. She had certainly been busy since he had seen her last."Indeed. You retrieve quite the find. Holocrons or no, these will do nicely in the meantime."Snapping his fingers on his right hand, he signaled for the crew members from the hangar to reseal the crates and take the to the treasure to await further action in regards with what exactly to do with them. Sensing that it wasn't the only reason she had come here, he spoke to her as the crates were hauled away. Steeping his fingers together under his chin, he posed his question."Was there something else you required, my dear? I sense there was an ulterior motive for your audience with me..."He trailed off, watching the young woman with an idle curiosity. Luxeria was full of surprises, she wouldn't cease to deliver, that much was clear.
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Post by Luxeria on Sept 13, 2018 16:05:33 GMT -8
Not once did Luxeria’s gaze shift, staying completely focused upon Viox’s movements and words. Her head did incline as he spoke of the coming tests that he would personally watch. While she still had more to prove, she was in no way discouraged. Her master felt she was ready to ascend the ranks of the Blackguard. With Viox overseeing these final trials, it meant that, while he wasn’t fully convinced, it meant he believed it was worth finding out. When he finally stopped and turned back to then, she nodded. "Understood, my lord. I shall not fail."
Relieved that he wasn’t disappointed in what she acquired, she watched as the crates were removed. Even when his next question came, her gaze did not return immediately, but watched for a moment more before turning her attention back to him. "As you say, my lord, there is something else I wish to ask of you. In acquiring these crystals, I ended up sacrificing my ship in order for myself and those involved to get away. I’m not asking to be given a ship, nor for the Blackguard to find me another. I’ve been contemplating getting a new one that fit me better and wasn’t just another gift. That plan is a must now. What I ask is if it is possible to have my ship built in the shipyards above and if not, what shipyard you would recommend to build it?"
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Post by Vasari on Sept 13, 2018 16:30:18 GMT -8
Vasari did not have the time nor the focus to be put off by the curtness shown by her friend, clearly they were both in for yet another mission. She began to put herself in order for such things - the first of which was splitting her mind yet again, a fifth strain of thought reaching out to Luxeria caressing her mind for the first time since Felucia. The feeling was light and subtle, like a friendly brush upon the shoulder to gain attention after a long period spent apart, and yet the touch was expert, practiced and not at all like the clumsy touch of a giddy school girl fawning over her new books. She listened to the mission as Viox explained it, softly working herself up against Luxeria's mind. They were going to be pitted against whatever horrors that Viox could pull together to test Luxeria, this is what they had been working towards - what Luxeria had been working towards for years before Vasari even met her. If she could do anything to help her friend succeed then she would - without hesitation.
Vasari rolled her eyes when Viox said he wasn't convinced, and even though Viox' back was turned her proximity to his mind would make her irritation with that phrase quite clear. doubting Luxeria was a mistake he wasn't willing to make, thus the tests... but still that phrase annoyed her. She remained silent however holding tightly to her books - perhaps something within them would grant her the foresight to help Luxeria succeed in this test. And with her graduation from Apprentice perhaps they would be able to move forward as well... together. Vasari cast a glance towards Luxeria, a slight smile on her lips.
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Viox Savage
Blackguard Imperium
"You want the same as me. My redemption, eternal ascension. Setting me free."
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Post by Viox Savage on Sept 13, 2018 16:53:02 GMT -8
Luxeria was the first to respond, while Vasari remained her usual, silent self. Though he knew better than to think that she was just dumbly standing about. Her mind was already hard at work. Planning and scheming...-and was that irritation he felt from his apprentice? Allowing his perceptions to reach out a little more, he could feel the irritation. Clearly he had hit a nerve. They were friends. Perhaps more, though that didn't matter. He remembered at time, long ago, when he had friends. Brothers and comrades-in-arms, who fought, bled and died alongside him. He knew how powerful those types of connections could be. He also knew that, if broken or betrayed, it would send both of them down a much dark path. Pain, suffering and anguish were key components of a Sith's way of life. It was unfortunate, but the truth. Regardless, he wasn't here to drive a wedge between them. Normally, such personal trivialities would annoy him, however, he was going to stay out of it. It was none of his business and neither of them had failed him to the point where they deserved that sort of treatment. Hearing the resolve within Luxeria's voice, the Zabrak nodded, knowing she would do her absolute best. And he knew Vasari would match Luxeria step for step. Which was exactly what he wanted."Then we shall depart."And with that, the Sith turned on his heel and strode out of the Throne Room, heading for the hangar bay...******************************************************* Watching the young woman, through fierce yellow eyes, he merely listened. The loss of a personal ship was always unfortunate, having lost plenty of them himself, in his near one hundred sixty years of life. And she wasn't asking for a gift. No hand outs. Merely guidance as to where it could be constructed. Leaning back in his seat, still watching her, he answered her question."We have a handful of corporate owned and privately owned shipyards available to us. Your best choice, however, is the shipyards in orbit. They are well defended by the fleet, secure from the prying eyes of the galaxy, and are capable of repairing and even manufacturing any vessel we require. Select your ship and report to the Exodus. I will inform them of your pending arrival."He, of course, was referring to the Cardan station in geosynchronous orbit overhead. While 'Jump Zero' was a repair and refit yard, the 'Exodus' was capable of manufacturing almost anything, and was, in fact, still constructing the flagship of the Blackguard's fleet, an enormous Mandator II-Class Star Dreadnought. Though, given the size of the vessel, progress was slow. Knowing that was all that Luxeria needed, he merely waited to see if she had anything else to say.
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