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Post by Vasari on Nov 11, 2018 23:02:32 GMT -8
Vasari reached a hand into the water as Luxeria did and tested the water, the other idly ran up Luxeria's naked thigh and hip before tracing back down again. The sound of Luxeria's voice caught her attention and she pulled her eyes away from the water and looked to her friend, her pupils afire with excitement. She had missed Luxeria for certain, and felt no small bit of pleasure in getting a chance to further what she hoped was a slowly ... very slowly blossoming romance - but truthfully she was just happy to be around someone she didn't have to be on constant guard with. And so of course there was a little bit of disappointment in her expression when Luxeria brought the theological theory of the force into, what was in her mind, hard won shower time with Lux! Regardless she cast away the glance as easily as she would her own frustrations and stepped into the shower's hot water before it had a chance to cool to what would no doubt be an acceptable temperature, her nimble fingers trailing along Lux's abdomen in the process.
"I suppose you're not asking for dogma and religion... theological and political ramifications of the different philosophies and ideals?"She asked rather dryly, indicating she had probably sat through a lecture on a similar topic one or two more times than she ever should have."I only hope you mean what is the true difference behind the manifestations of the force that led to such a division in its most devote followers?"she raised her hands into the falling water in what may have been an old fire worshiper holding an offering to the gods - she wore a rather pious look on her face that could only seem comical as she was standing naked in the falling water - though with her tattooed body it may not have looked so odd as all that. Though any pretext at seriousness would have been dashed at the sound of mock righteousness in her voice as she all but chanted."Oh Wise and Loving Ashla... Powerful and Just Bogan... Bestow upon us the Understanding of your ways!"
Vasari lowered her hands and giggled reaching out and pulling Luxeria into the water with her, wrapping her arms around the woman's hips and pressing her warm body against her friend's all at once, her lips brushing against her neck then her cheek, then her ear as she breathed a sigh of enjoyment, and inhaled as if to speak... but could not because the laugh still lingered on her lips.
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 12, 2018 6:19:13 GMT -8
Luxeria could tell by her sarcastic words that she wasn't none too thrilled about discussing such things when it was supposed to be about fun. She had no qualms with the fun that would happen, but Vasari was one of greater knowledge and there were little else around to discuss the topic with. Even as Vasari pulled her into the shower and against the wall, continuing in her mocking tone, Luxeria kept to the topic while running her hands up and down Vasari's body just as effectively as she had back on Coruscant. A rather strange way of splitting one's focus.
"I doubt I would have been asked to learn the difference if it was the typical things that is common knowledge between the orders. There can be no other meaning than the true difference, the reasons that created two sides in the first place." As she spoke, one hand pushed Vasari's head back as her lips then traced her neck and shoulders.
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Post by Vasari on Nov 12, 2018 11:35:13 GMT -8
Vasari's laughter died away as she felt Luxeria's hands come to life against her skin, her breath faltered only slightly and she tried to force a giggle through her lips to shadow the half surprise she felt. The sensation of the ghost touch running up her spine left her skin prickly with the pleasure of the moment as she half processed the question Luxeria wasn't really asking - wondering how she would explain it properly.
"Mmmm well then my eager pupil... sit down at my table and let me educat...her breath caught as her head was pushed back and she felt Luxeria's lips move against her neck. She giggled to keep herself from moaning at the tenderness she had missed so much but quickly forced herself to continue her thought....Educate you!"
Vasari's hands came up into Luxeria's hair using the water to push back the bright crimson locks that turned almost auburn with the wetness and plastered against her neck and back."The origin of the division happened to long ago to be properly documented, however in my tribe there was a tail told of that same division happening many years sooner, that was perfectly documented, if corrupted a bit over the years that followed..."Using a hand to guide Luxeria's head and wondering lips lower down her chest she continued to speak, remembering the story she was told as a child. A story that drove her still.
"Many Moons ago, on a world far from here She came to a land rich with the Force, but those who inhabited the planet knew little of its workings and its ways. She was a traveler, an outcast... yet she had been taught the ways of the Force. She brought the people together and treated them as her children, teaching the woman the ways of the Force so they might protect their land from the tribes near that wished them harm. The people viewed their power as Magic from olden times and soon there was a peace in the region... a peace made by the Witches that the woman had taught. The Witches formed their own tribes and taught their daughters the spells of life and the secrets passed down from She and the land prospered.
As is the way of the Force She soon died leaving behind a book. It was called the Book of Law, and within its pages were written powerful spells, and lessons on understanding the true nature of the Force. The nature of life and death and rebirth. The Witches of those times knew the true scope of the Force, and used their power to safeguard the world She had made for them. Soon another arose to challenge the teachings of She, and wrote a different book, it was called the Book of Shadows. She believed there was weakness in the Book of Law and also believed their rule should expand to all the neighboring tribes, so that the entire world might fall under the prosperity the tribes of She enjoyed. The reason for this division of thought, this break from the true nature of the Force is the truth you seek.
Those that followed the Book of Shadows leaned towards the dark, and soon there were others that arose that also perverted the Book of Law to challenge the rapidly growing Shadow Sisters, and soon the teaching of the Book of Law were lost all together. The followers of the Book of Shadow won the war for the planet, and darkness fell upon them, yet they gained what they sought. This is not the traditional teaching I learned at the Academy mind you... This I was taught as a child. This is what pushed me to go to the Academy once my tribe was destroyed. In some ways I am seeking the answers to the same question you are... And I have discovered the true division within the force lies at the, the hearts and the minds of those that follow. The Force is a living thing, its aspects are everywhere... it stands to thought that two people looking at the same thing will see it differently and use it to other ends. There are not simply two sides. The light and the dark... to say that if the Blackguard rises to power in the universe that the darkness rises as well is Vanity of the worst sort. The blackguard would rise because of our power, our influence, and our actions not the power of the Dark.
She ran her hands down Luxeria's back, realizing that she had been talking for a bit leaving no room for Luxeria to question the story or the meanings of it - though she believed it was all rather straight forward herself, she also knew that it did not give the answer one would expect, or desire. And so Vasari waited, slowly caressing Luxeria's wet skin waiting for her to gather her thoughts to question her.
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 13, 2018 7:32:59 GMT -8
Luxeria listened as the two continued to work at each other. A odd mix of discussion of knowledge and sensual play while taking a shower. At any other point in her life, especially with any other person, she would have thought so. But there was no need for further questions on the matter. For as direct the story was for her people, it still made plenty sense if one simply took the time to think it through.
"So it amounts to a difference of perspective, leading to a clash of opinions, ending in a split either through force or choice. And eventually, through the generations, tensions and hate formed the current divisions between the two orders. A proper summation?" It seemed like a clear cut case, providing such a simple answer to a more detailed story. She let a her left hand move up Vasari's back and her right going down to her rear before giving it a light squeeze, pulling them closer together.
There was something else, though, that caught her attention. It was the story itself and that it was told to her from her tribe. It was something more direct to her than the basic origins of the Sith. It possibly held much deeper meaning to her. And through Vasari's pursuit of knowledge, it begged a simple train of thought. With their proximity, Luxeria brushed her lips against the Zabrak's ear before speaking again. "I'm surprised you're here and not out searching for this Book of Law. Considering your heritage, desire for knowledge and particular skills, I'd imagine you out scouring the galaxy for it. Bet it would be quiet a treasure hunt."
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Post by Vasari on Nov 14, 2018 13:17:18 GMT -8
A soft moan escaped her lips as Luxeria pulled her close, the feeling of the girls strong hands on her body sent shivers up her spine even as the hot water soaked her skin. Vasari's hands moved down her sides and then she collapsed her shoulders and ran her fingers up Luxeria's stomach cupping her breasts with a firm grip, running her fingertips over the other girl's nipples gently kneading them with her hands while her fingers pinched and teased at her nipples.
"There are some that might say that the Force itself directs its will a certain direction, there are other myths that speak of beings that manifest themselves as the Force itself... Legends really. In my experience it all comes down to the wielder of the force itself... to you, and to me."
She said the last few words with no small amount of seductive grace as she squeezed Luxeria's breasts a final time before running her hands up into Luxeria's hair, slowly circling her neck before pulling her into a long deep kiss as the water poured down upon their heads as Vasari brought their lips together to join their bodies, already firmly pressed together by Luxeria's own hand. Before long the girl was once more whispering into her ear, and no matter how Vasari attempted to wrestle control away from the seductress each time Luxeria cared it to be so, Vasari was nothing but mush in her hands. She settled her breathing, spitting out a half mouthful of the clean clear water that had slipped between her lips as she opened her mouth at the mere enjoyment of Luxeria speaking so closely to her. The change in the subject startled her slightly, she wasn't expecting Luxeria to consider such an action though after some small consideration was not surprised that her friend would have come to that conclusion.
"I..."A shudder of pleasure moved through her body at the sound of her words and the gentle touch of Luxeria's lips to her ear. She turned her head and kissed Luxeria once again, longer and deeper than before, attempting to capture her friends lip with her teeth, and tasting her with her own, a playful bout that lasted only a few moments before Vasari pulled away to finish her thought."I had given up hope of ever finding it... I learned years ago it had been taken off Dathomir... and then it simply vanished. I didn't know where it had gone until the raid on Felucia... I know where it is now."
Her voice was a soft whisper by now, and even though her body was flush against Luxeria's and being covered in hot water she felt a cold chill throughout her body. She trusted Luxeria... perhaps more than she should. But knowledge that she was actively seeking such a relic could cause problems within the blackguard for her, and possibly for Luxeria should the masters learn of the reasons behind her desire to find the book.
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 15, 2018 2:27:51 GMT -8
It didn't go unnoticed, Vasari's soft tone amidst the pleasure. It rang so clear to Luxeria that her voice wasn't being triggered by pleasure as her actions were. This wasn't something she wanted to say so loudly, as if anyone hearing them would take her life or cast her away. It was even furthered in certainty when Vasari backed away a bit. Clearly, her playful jab at her friend found root as something more.
Vasari was clearly looking for this book, or was at one time. Slowly, pieces began to fall into place. Faint images that made little sense on Coruscant, sutble words spoken about her past. All things that Luxeria pushed to the back of her mind, not because it was unimportant, but because she had respect for Vasari's privacy and knew that when the Zabrak wished to speak of it, they would then talk about.
But that had come, though Luxeria still had no intention of diving into the past and bring these answers out. Right now, the main concern was the book. After so long, Vasari knew where it was. But something gnawed at her mind. Something was off, something Vasari wasn't telling her. But why? These answers, however, she would seek out.
Pulling the Zabrak close again, her hands wrapped around her tightly as did a leg, her head just beside her friend's. It was a deep embrace that held more meaning in it that the typical bouts of fun and pleasure they came to enjoy. The tone of her voice shifted as well, becoming just as soft as her friend's. "And yet, why does it sound like it worries you rather than excites you? What are you not speaking aloud?"
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Post by Vasari on Nov 15, 2018 12:23:45 GMT -8
Vasari's thoughts were filled with hesitance and concern, she shouldn't have told the story that she did... why didn't she just repeat one of the lectures she had been given on the matter - why that story!? why make it personal! While her mind was busy arguing with itself Luxeria moved closer, her hands moving in position to wrap around her in more of an compassionate hug than a lovers embrace, or perhaps it was both, regardless she felt her friends leg rise to embrace her as well and when her friends head rested next to hers and she whispered against the sound of the water hitting their skin Vasari felt at peace and more frightened at the same time.
"The Sisters of Shadow killed those that protected the book, then... in a manner of unseen circumstances the tribe that had stolen it was slain as well, and the book was taken from its own. All of the Daughters of Allya that searched for the Book of Law were never heard from again..."
Vasari attempted to relax in her friends embrace, attempted to think more on what this sort of thing meant than what was bothering her own mind.
Perhaps it was simply another form of seduction, a method to get her to speak on something she didn't want to, a way to make her feel at ease. Vasari held Luxeria tightly, enjoying the closeness and the compassion even if it was a ruse, it didn't feel like it... but at this point in time Vasari couldn't stop to think it might be something more.
The explanation she gave was the truth of course, but it wasn't the truth she was really asking about, and finally when Vasari realized how flimsy the diversion really was she sighed and pulled herself from Luxeria's embrace turning her back to the woman to retrieve a foaming soap and began to lather her body in the scented foam, then as the water poured upon her skin and rinsed her clean she collected another large bit of the soap and turned to Luxeria, running her hands gingerly along the curves of her friends body cleaning her as a servant might, head down, eyes diverted. She worked studiously and competently as if she had done it many times before and finally when she had finished Luxeria's upper body and moved to her legs she spoke again.
"I'm not what you think I am Luxeria... That sounds so cliche...she stifled a humorless chuckle but couldn't stop herself from rolling her eyes as she ran her hands slowly up and down Luxeria's smooth legs with the foaming soap....The Book of Law... the Daughters of Allya... They are Dathomirian, not Iridonian. I was born on Dathomir... To a Human Witch, and a Zabrak Nightbrother. The book of Law means more to my people than most... and finding it, expressing any interest in it. It will reveal me."
She was now on her knees before Luxeria, the soap slowly being rinsed from her body by the falling water, Vasari's hands continued to aide the water in brushing the soap away, she even retrieved a small cloth to scrub at her skin as she did so. She knew this would no doubt mean little to nothing to Luxeria, but still she hesitated, not looking up... waiting for Luxeria to register what she had said before moving on.
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 16, 2018 7:51:07 GMT -8
The link between their minds alerted Luxeria that Vasari's mind was stirring with emotion, though she didn't push to figure out just what was there. Despite their growing relationship, she wouldn't breach that privacy so willingly when her friend was clearly conflicted about something. It might not have been very Sith of her, but not everything in her life needed to be. She would ask the questions and waiting for the answers.
It wasn't long before the embrace that Vasari accepted was broken and the Zabrak turned away to begin cleaning herself. For those few moments of silence, Luxeria only watched, leaning up against the wall. She tried to sort it all out in her head, but she still couldn't get what was going on, even by the words her friend said. At most, all Luxeria could guess was possibly being edgy at seeking the book out simply for the risk that it would cost her her life, if what Vasari said was to be interpreted that way.
But that still didn't seem to be the case. From that point on, Vasari's gaze stayed out Luxeria's own as she took it upon herself to clean the human's body. It was irritating, that Vasari felt she needed to do that in the way she was, but didn't resist or show signs of said irritation. It was clear that the Zabrak was in a state of expression and needed to be allowed to follow that course if things were going to be revealed. If she pushed to hard or even tried to stop her, it could cause her friend to close back up and end things regarding the book.
But even still, she was able to grasp what was going on. So she was a Zabrak born of a different world and of a human mother. Did that mean something to their people? Did being tied to the Dathomirian Witches spell trouble? She had learned a bit about Zabrak's and their culture, both Iridonia and Dathomir, yet she hadn't come across anything like that. She just couldn't see what it all meant and why it was a big deal. This frustration of not being able to see the picture and how it tied to Vasari's current emotion state was starting to push her out of the easy coaxing and to direct questions.
Reaching down, once Vasari had finished her work, her hands gripped her friend's shoulders lightly to lift her up. From there, she set her gaze on the Zabrak. "What does that even mean, Vasari? You talk like all that means something, something that you have to keep hidden. You think I care where you're from or who you were born from?"
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Post by Vasari on Nov 16, 2018 19:46:21 GMT -8
Vasari stood upon being beckoned though her gaze stayed down until she felt the weight of Luxeria's eyes on her and eventually raised her chin - as she was a few inches taller it was all that was required for their eyes to meet, and when they did Vasari's were wide and wild. She shivered again without apparent reason... the temperature of the water and the air besides was still quite hot it had even left a shroud of mist lingering in the air, steam and vapor rising from both of their bodies. Vasari remained silent for a few moments, looking as though she was trying to order the entirity of the wide 'verse within her head before attempting to explain it to a blind man. When at last she spoke it was shaky with memory."There are those that care... those my clan... Viox would care if he knew the manner in which i came to be in his service... came to be his... Apprentice." She grew quiet for a short amount of time almost about to close into Luxeria's arms and fall silent but she instead raised a hand slowly towards Luxeria's cheek as if to caress it, but then she moved quicker and opened her palm and closed it over Luxeria's eyes - the full weight of the Sorceress' mind pushing itself onto Luxeria's pushing a memory from her mind to Luxeria's - the touch was not necessary for the memory, but Vasari wanted more than that, with the touch Luxeria would see the memory from her own eyes, as if she was there...
Vasari pulled her hand away and there were tears in her eyes, not tears of grief, or tears of fear... but tears of shame. She shook her head now frustrated with herself and turned away from Luxeria hiding in the falling water."What reason... can you think of... for the Daughters of Allya to place... the Zabrak daughter of an Assassin into the Acadamy of Iridonia? To make that... daughter... of an assassin... the Apprentice of Lord Savage?"The tears in her eyes were stronger now, and her arms were wrapped around her body as she attempted to hold herself together, and her voice was fluttering and weak as a result. She felt like she was falling apart from the inside, the memory waking something powerful inside of her, and she was fighting with everything she had to suppress it, while remaining here... in this moment.
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 17, 2018 9:11:00 GMT -8
She had no time to speak as Vasari placed her hand over her eyes and a memory started to play. Just like the memories Gavin had given to her, Vasari was now doing the same. Was it an ability she had known how to use? Or did the experience on Coruscant teach her how? It didn't really matter at this point as it played out before her. She felt the emotions, everything as if was herself. Then came the man. Just as she moved forward, the memory faded and she saw the misty shower once more as Vasari's hands moved.
But what she saw was something she didn't expect: tears. It didn't matter what kind as she never thought she'd seen the from her friend. Finally turning from her, Luxeria remained still as her friend hid herself from the human's gaze. Slowly, pieces were falling into place, faster and fast with each set of words that slipped from Vasari's lips. And with each one, greater hurt and burden began to bear upon the Zabrak's mind and body. But who was that Zabrak in the memory? Perhaps a random one, yet her mind wanted to say her own father. But the most she could guess from her words as to why she was here now was to kill Viox, himself.
Taking a breath, she spoke with a heavy and dark tone. "So, you intend to kill him?" If that truly was her goal, it would be a long time coming, considering the power Viox wielded. But something didn't make sense though. If that was the task, then how did those that sent her to Iridonia know Savage would end up there himself? By what she did learn from Vasari's memories, she was there before Viox ever showed up to claim it. There was also the possibility that she was there on a mission seeking certain power or a certain item, such as the Book of Law.
But it really didn't matter to Luxeria, not in this moment. She stepped forward, her steps slow. Once she was directly behind her friend, she wrapped her arms around her. Pressing her ear against Vasari's she spoke softly and gently. "Who are you, Vasari? Who is the person inside? Are you defined by by the past, the tasks given to you? Or have you chosen your own road, taking the freedom to be what you truly want? Do you let the facade of your existence within the Blackguard remain the truth or your ascension as the Sith'ari's apprentice? Are you simply a tool, a pawn, or a woman who makes her own choices?"
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Post by Vasari on Nov 17, 2018 10:02:04 GMT -8
It took a little more than a few moments even after Luxeria wrapped her arms around the zabrak's shivering form for her to recover completely. She wiped the tears away with a little more aggression than was probably necessary - as if to prove a point, if not to Luxeria than to herself that shedding them was a mistake and she was stronger than this. She took a shaky breath, then a deeper one before she raised her hands to Luxeria's arms holding them slightly before pulling away and slipping out of the shower and into a towel waiting for her. Drying for her took only moments - as there was no hair on her entire body it was difficult for water to cling to her and with a quick few motions she was dry and was using the towel more for a buffer against the chill of the air - but even that only lasted for a few moments and soon she disregarded the towel completely hanging it to dry.
"I dont know..."
She said the three words with no particular meaning, to no particular question - even though Luxeria had asked her a great many. She knew they were meant to orient her to what was happening now. To push her to stabilize in the moment, which she knew from her studies within the Living Force was wise. She was never one to worry about the future. She was perhaps the worst person to put on this path, but who would have known she would have come to this.
"I know that I need to find this book... It holds the answers to so many questions I have about the Living Force. I know it does..."
She knew she was avoiding the heart of the issue. It was true she hadn't particularly been sent here to kill Viox. Even if the Elders saw a glimpse into the future there was no way of knowing that Vasari would ever do well enough to be here. But even then there was a look of apprehension on her face as she considered it.
"And i dont know why I was sent to Iridonia... why an entire clan had to die for me to be there. Why he had to..."
Her voice cut off as she grew more pale, her eyes went dim for a short amount of time as a piece of the memory played again behind the dull yellow irises. She blinked and forced the memory away before she looked back up to Luxeria.
"I would like to know the answers to these questions before confronted with them by Viox... which is why I've kept my heritage a secret from him, and from everyone. Only one boy at the academy knew, and he's dead now..."
She said the last with complete flat coldness as if there was no bit of emotion for the boy who had died what so ever. She looked back to her wrap which now seemed completely dirty and not one bit worth putting on her perfectly clean body. She sneered at it disdainfully as if it was its fault it was dirty and picked it up. Her mind however was still moving to quickly for her mouth to sensor anything that she was saying, and even while she bent to collect her skirt and her wrap and shoulder pad she continued on.
"I have to get cloths... and after that I'm going to the Library. I have a memory that i need to bring to life, and hopefully there is a force map here that will help, if you want to come with me... then meet me there... or have Viox's guards waiting for me... either way..."
She looked back at Luxeria a considering look on her face before she moved towards her and grabbed a hold of her neck forcefully and pulled her into a deep and passionate kiss, then she released her and left, heading back to the barracks to collect what she needed.
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 17, 2018 10:38:59 GMT -8
Luxeria didn't attempt to keep Vasari bound as she pulled away. For the moment, it seemed that the Zabrak had no answers, only the single goal of finding the book. Still, by what she could tell, there was nothing for her to even remotely consider her an enemy. Only a woman with a past that was uncertain, even to her.
She accepted the kiss before watching Vasari depart completely. She was then left with the question of what to do. She turned off the water, contemplating her options. She wasn't going to summon any guards, no seek to capture Vasari herself. It was merely a question of if she followed or let the woman have time for herself. Drying off, she continued to think on what to do, only needing a few moments to decide. Once she was ready, she moved to the walk in closet to dress herself, opting to go with her more formal attire instead of simple shirts, skirts, and pants. With her clothes on, she moved to the living room where she added her two bangle, the necklace from Mustafar that amplified her presence a bit, and all three of her lightsaber. Lastly, she put her hair up in a ponytail before departing for the library.
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 24, 2018 14:30:54 GMT -8
Returning from her work at the Sith Cave back at Darth Vader's castle, Luxeria moved to her collection of lightsabers, removing her old saber. She then moved over to the couch and began dismantling it, removing the failed crystal within. Taking a breath, she used the Force to reassemble the saber, aligning the crystal properly. A task that carried on for thirty minutes before she was certain all was finished. Putting the last finishing touches on it, she activated the blade, a blood red blade coming forth. She couldn't help but smirk. It wasn't really her color, but it was a Sith blade. That alone was enough for her for this particular weapon. Deactivating it, she replaced it with the other before heading to her room.
Despite her training with the abilities when in the dueling arena, she had chosen to work on two of them much more often: Force Flight and Force Sight. She wanted to use Force Flight with greater ease and less focus and constant training was the only way to do so. Force Sight heavier training and use would make it more effective for her as well. To do so, she'd do both together, for one, to spread her focus over two things at once and kill two birds with one stone. Taking a seat on the floor, she wrapped a blindfold around her eyes. Taking a deep breath, she began using the abilities, floating into the air to about five feet as she began to let the Force grant her the ability to see.
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Post by Luxeria on Nov 25, 2018 8:28:12 GMT -8
It was a couple hours since she started her floating meditation. Feeling she had done enough for the night she set herself back on the ground. Standing to her feet, she looked around the large empty room. Outside of the bed and computer, which had yet to use, the room was fairly vacant. She needed get something to fill it out. Unlike the living room that would be filled with relics and trophies, she could do a little more in decorating the bedroom. A task for another day.
Opting to dedicate two hour in the morning and at night for using Force Flight and Force Sight, she felt satisfied with how her progression was going. Giving a nod to herself, she headed to bed.
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Post by Captain Azkul Travillius on Dec 16, 2020 9:11:14 GMT -8
Tactis Squad. Given that Luxeria had fled with Malvus to Korriban, lured away by false promises of power and prestige, the former Lady of the Sith's chambers were cordoned off by Tactis Squad, led by Staff Sergeant Zoltan Konder. The Sergeant, a military man through and through, was charged with investigating the regal chambers that had once belonged to Luxeria. However, it was unlikely that anything of any importance had been left behind, the squad had their orders. And they would follow them. Do Not Cross lines had been set up at the entrance to Luxeria's chambers and the presence of armed Sith Troopers hadn't gone unnoticed by the other officers. soldiers and acolytes that frequented this floor of the Obelisk. |
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Post by Captain Azkul Travillius on Aug 19, 2021 18:33:05 GMT -8
The investigation into Lady Luxeria had long since concluded. Aside from a few unimportant trinkets that may have held value to Luxeria herself, as expected, the chambers were clean. All personal effects had been removed prior to the rise of the Resurgent Sith Conclave. Since the conclusion of the investigation, the former Lady's chambers had been permanently sealed by order of the Sith'ari himself.
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