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Post by Deleted on Aug 28, 2019 10:42:10 GMT -8
Making sure to spread out her work so as to not be discovered, Lexi worked slow, going to the archives maybe once a week to download and search for any relevant data to her mission. In between that, she used her charm and pheromones as a Zeltron to interact with those within the Dark Jedi, be it officer, soldier, or acolyte. Any and all information was useful, even personal knowledge as it let her use it later down the road. Bit by bit, she was able to gather what she sought. And that was good. She'd be required to report in soon enough and wanted plenty to show for it. Keeping Sen happy was necessary so as to not become the next project in his experiments. It was a slight fear, but never a concern as she always performed beyond expectations. It was why she was one of the six that worked the closest with him. Still, had Lolelia been sent with her, the job would have most likely been done as they both were skilled at obtaining information, blending in, and being charming. Only slightly did their skills truly divert from one another, which allowed them to be better used in certain situations. Considering the subtlety, her friend's hacking skills might have gotten them caught as well.
With nothing much else to do, the Zeltron entered the training area and began to go about her routines, ensuring her skills were sharp. She might have been on a mission but slacking off wasn't to be tolerated.
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Post by Luxeria on Aug 30, 2019 8:33:20 GMT -8
Ifrit remained unphased by the increasing heat in the air surrounding Luxeria. He quickly muttered a protective spell around his left forearm moments before the magenta-colored lightning burst forth from her finger tips. The intensity of the electricity being reduced only slightly by the incomplete spell as it swirled around his arm. Arcs of electricity touching his chest and legs as he pushed closer to Luxeria. She finally confirmed his suspicions that she did harbor feelings for him and that was why she had reacted the way she did. With a growl, he pushed through the attack. Lightning singeing the edges of the few scraps of clothing he wore.
He reached out then, grabbing hold of Luxeria's wrists as he lifted her up off the ground and pinned her wrists above her head against the wall. His face mere inches away from hers at this point now. He had intentionally pushed and prodded her. Seeing just how far he would have to push her before she had her outburst and revealed the answers he was looking for. Ifrit let loose the reigns, as the demon within surfaced for a momentENOUGH!It was not often Ifrit raised his voice, but the words were backed by a deeper darkness. One which receded just as quickly as it appeared. He huffed from the effort expendedI am many things Luxeria... But I am not fool enough to presume to know the mind of a goddess, nor any woman, that stands before me... Had I known that you harbored feelings for me, do you honestly believe me to be so cruel? That I would view you as some mere toy to tease?! What interest would an aspiring Goddess such as youself have in a Demon such as me?! You wish to rise up and attain grace, while I have fallen from it! And yet!He let let out a sigh as he focused in closer upon her. The tears in her eyes quite evident nowAnd yet you still desire me... What makes me so much more worthy than the others? I have no place in your world of Illumination... I am the beast in the darkness, that scares Children into staying within the light...His face remained where it was, not moving further away as he spoke. His desire for her from long ago starting to stir deep within him once again. Her power and potential surpassing that of many women he had crossed paths with. A fact which only served to stoke the embers
Her gaze didn't falter as Ifrit raised his voice, her eyes still challenging him without fear, despite the sudden rise in his darkness. If not for how she currently felt, it would have only worked to draw her in a bit more. But as soon as it surfaced, it was quelled as he continued to speak in his regular voice. Even as he went on, her fierce stare never left his eyes, despite the questions asked. Her fists tightened and nails dug into her palms a bit as she forced back some measure of pride to answer him. "You really don't get it, do you? How does anyone truly rise to grace and beauty without the fallen beast by their side. Two sides of the same coin, a balance that ensures all that is right. But its a dark illumination I desire to cast over those around me, a false light." She then closed her eyes as the first tear fell, her voice becoming a bit softer. "You may a beast of darkness, in ways no different than the likes of Viox and Malvus. But at the same time, you see things differently, pursue things differently. I may be a Sith, but it is what keeps you from the Sith that truly captures my attention." |
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Post by The Fallen on Sept 2, 2019 8:56:36 GMT -8
Even though she still challenged him with her stare, She had at least ceased her attacks. The truth at long last falling from her lips as to what she wanted, of why she wanted him by her side. The very reasons he argued that she should not want him by her side, were the exact reasons she wanted him there. To be a literal darkness to encourage others into the false light that she cast. To be a beast. A role which he had only himself to blame for creating. He did look and act the part, and could have changed it all years ago. Instead he had chosen to embrace his scars. To make them apart of who he was.
He shifted his grip then, to pin her wrists with his right hand, while he moved his left hand down. Carefully catching and wiping away the tear with his thumb. Luxeria speaking then of what she considered made him worthy of her. Her revelation that it was what kept him from being a Sith that attracted her to him, only slightly catching him off guard. It had not been outside the realm of possibility that such a thing was her reason. After all, Luxeria herself was no ordinary Sith. So in some regards it made sense she would choose someone that was not a Sith.
He would have leaned his head forward then, to rest his forehead against hers. Were it not for the fact that his horns would press against the wall and stop him from doing so. Despite that fact, his face still remained within reach of her own
You shed a tear... for me? Hmmm... Do you truly believe you could love me and what I look like? Without fear or disgust? This is, after all, who and what I am... Nothing more than a Demon guiding my own kind... Serving at the whim and will of the Fallen Empress...
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Post by Luxeria on Sept 2, 2019 11:17:41 GMT -8
Even as he wiped the sole tear that fell down her face, her gaze did not change. Her feelings on the matter were not so easy to quell, especially not with the flow of questions that came from him. When all was said and done, she still fully expected him to deny her, even after all that was said. The idea only kept the embers stoked within her heart and mind. However, there was a softening of her features, if only slightly. The clearest sign was the shakiness that now fell over her breath as she continued to answer the questions he brought forth, the ferocity behind them fading ever so slightly. "You really think the features of the exterior matter? Once upon a time, I would have said yes. That was before I learned otherwise. In the end, despite what many would say, we are all demons on the inside. That's a truth that even the Jedi can't hide from. We all possess demons. We of the darkness are just willing to accept them and join with them. Do you truly think I am any less of one? For all the beauty I possess, do I not use it willingly to manipulate and control the minds of others, use my power to distort reality and break the minds of those I feel inferior or a threat to me? You are no different than I. We are all demons."
It was that final line that finally caused her gaze to break, her eyes closing as she let it play over in his head. That single line brought so many thoughts. She chose not to dwell on the woman she knew to be his second in command, this Fallen Empress of his. She had met Mariah years ago, a few months after meeting up with Ifrit for sure. She had come to Mustafar to visit the Dark Obelisk while Luxeria was stuck there training. She had followed Mariah for some time, curious and cautious of the woman that moved about her home cloaked in body and the Force. That pursuit led to confrontation. Though short-lived, they fought before it was stated Mariah to be an ally of the Blackguard and Luxeria had it verified. Still, since that day, she had never cared for the woman or how she viewed she viewed her.
But what all did that line Ifrit say mean? Did that mean she was the one he denied Luxeria for? Was he chasing her blindly with feelings that didn't exist? Was she playing games for him? Or did it simply mean that she ruled more than he did as the head of the Dark Jedi? She laughed half-heartedly as she pushed through the thoughts as her voice spoke with less of the energy she had just moments before. "I really didn't expect you to serve at anyone's whim."
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Post by The Fallen on Sept 16, 2019 14:33:16 GMT -8
His grip remained upon her wrists as she spoke. Asking a question of him, only to answer it herself. He could not deny the truth she spoke, that each and every being possessed demons. Some taking different forms to others. He certainly could not deny that that darksiders more willingly embraced this fact than most. Ifrit was a perfect case for accepting the demon within himself. But instead of letting it control him, he had tamed it. Becoming the thing that lived within him had allowed him to be free.
His grip loosened upon her wrists as she closed her eyes, breaking her held gaze with his physical eyes. His mention of Mariah clearly having an effect upon Luxeria. Something that did not particularly surprise him, given that Mariah had seemed to have something of a reputation amongst the Sith even before he had met her. Or perhaps Luxeria merely despised the existence of a woman that might have taken Ifrit's heart since she longed for it. In any case, it was because of Mariah that he held himself back from indulging in Luxeria and the feelings she had for him. He curled his hand into a fist against the wall, her hands undoubtedly having fallen free of his grip
Merely by choice, do I do so... There are much greater forces at play here Luxeria... Perhaps one day I will be worthy of the love you have for me, and I shall be able to return it...
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Post by Luxeria on Sept 16, 2019 22:34:43 GMT -8
All that came from Luxeria as he spoke was a dejected sigh. It certainly wasn't the words she had hoped to hear. However, they were as equally expected. Whatever the situation was that existed between him and Mariah would continue to play on. The idea only stirred the tension in her heart, making her want to be here less and less, if only to ensure the two women never crossed paths. At this point, she couldn't predict what would become of such an encoubter.
When his grip loosened, her hands slipped free, and though she dropped a bit, she didn't fall completely to the ground. Instead, she floated there by way of the Force, slowly lifting herself up so that they were face to face when he finally finished speakibg. In the end, there was nothing else to say, nothing else she could do to convince him. She had been broken enough to speak of the feelings that dwelled within her heart to the man she harbored them for. Nothing left but for time to tell what would become of them.
Never once opening her eyes, she leaned forward, the Force guiding her forward as her lips met his, her hands soon moving up to cup his face. She stayed that way for a few moments before pulling back. When she spoke, her voice was faint and shakey. "If the day should ever come."
Another sigh escaped her lips as she let herself settle to the floor, working her way out from behind him and moving over to where her lightsabers currently lay, looking them over before casually replacing them on her belt. She wanted to just grab them and run, but resisted the urge. There was no point in running now. All was revealed and there was no place to hide, at least while she was here. She could only let things continue on their plotted course, no matter what kind of roller coaster it became.
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Post by The Fallen on Oct 6, 2019 21:00:15 GMT -8
As he let go of his arms, his sight allowed him to see the currents of the Force as Luxeria called them to her self to keep herself floating there. He watched then, as she floated up a few inches to meet him face to face. And then, it happened. Her lips met his in a kiss that a part of him wished would last forever. His fist tightening as he fought to hold onto the controls he could feel loosening before she pulled back from the kiss and lowered herself to the ground. Causing Ifrit to take a step to the side as Luxeria extracted herself from between him and the wall.
He watched then, as she walked over and collected her lightsabers to clip them back onto her waist. He took several steps closer then, his left hand reaching out to grab her right wrist. Forcing her to turn around and face him as his right hand cupped her cheek
Until that day...
He pressed his lips roughly, yet passionately, against hers in a kiss. Sating the desire that had worn away at his controls. Allowing him to regain himself some as he pulled back
Before you go... You are a powerful woman Luxeria, and you need a powerful man by your side. While I may not be the man... Do not settle for Viox or Malvus... They are fools and followers of the tenants of the old Sith order... And while it would bring me a great amount of relief to know you sit upon the throne as Empress of the Dark Imperium - especially when the day should come that I may have to strike Viox down - His madness and delusions would only drag you down. You are what the Sith need... what they need to become... I beg of you, hate me, despise me, curse my very name for not being willing to truly return your feelings... But do not turn to them and let their madness infected you...
He let go of her wrist then, allowing her to continue on her way out of the training room, his piece spoken
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Post by Luxeria on Oct 8, 2019 7:29:21 GMT -8
It came as a bit of a surprise when Ifrit's hand took hold of her wrist. Even hearing him approach did nothing to speak to her mind of his following actions. It was for but only a moment that she had time to process what was happening, but when she looked at him, there was that sense of longing mixed with the disappointment of what had just been said. The next words did nothing to change that fact, a belief she held that they were merely words and would never come to fruition. And even should they become a reality, she was stuck waiting for who knows how long for something that was held back for a reason she didn't believe existed.
As his lips met hers, she didn't move. Her hands remained in place and her body firmly set. Part of her wondered if this was worth the effort. It was a storm in her mind, the stirred longing and desire burning within her keeping her from saying yes, though her doubts and disappointment keeping her from embracing the moment for what it was. And so she waited until he pulled away, her eyes fixed upon him.
What came next was even more unexpected. For an order that was allied to the Blackguard, it seemed Ifrit held little regard for those among the Sith, especially the likes of Viox and Malvus. Even as he spoke so much of her, she wasn't sure if she should take the praise or feel insulted for the way he spoke of the men who helped her obtain the power she possessed. But through it all, it seemed that any form of feelings he carried for her was revealed in his concern for her well-being when it came to those two. One thing she was certain of was that she wouldn't let any drag her down. Be it complacency, madness, or the need to hold her back, she let none stand before her. She had shown as much when she walked away from her first master when her training started to stagnate. Andor's quest to grow the Order of Ruin would not be the reason she failed to grow. And she would continue to grow, no matter what. If such a time where the usefulness of the Blackguard's masters proved a hindrance to her, she would walk over them.
"I'm not so foolish to let any stand in my way. I will continue to grow and those who do not aid me or stand beside me will form the bridge that carries me to the next level." Taking a deep breath, she moved past Ifrit as he let go of her wrist, stopping only at the entrance before glancing slightly over her shoulder. "Until that day, should it ever come." With those final words spoken, she made her way past the threshold and out of sight.
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Post by The Fallen on Oct 19, 2019 16:31:04 GMT -8
Ifrit let her go then, knowing there was nothing further he could do with Luxeria to salvage what ever situation he had now found himself in with her. Life just seemed to be getting more and more complicated around this temple. His feelings for Mariah were a complicated enough matter to deal with. But to also have to worry about how he felt for Luxeria and how she felt for him. Or what Luxeria and Mariah might do to one another should they meet.
He shook his head, trying to push such concerns away for now, as he headed out of the training room just as the first group of trainee's were heading in to begin their morning practice. A few of them catching sight of his hulking form and gave a deep bow before he disappeared. Heading back through the Temple toward the Throne Room. Certain that there would be another dozen and one things needing his attention
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2019 9:37:28 GMT -8
Ifrit crossed his arms as Xel-Tun spoke of his and his peoples willingness to abide by what ever command was given them. The offer certainly showed potential, and he would be a fool to let it slip by so easilyVery well. We will accept your offer and welcome you within the Order. We will test you and train you. So long as you and your people remain loyal and prove useful, then you will find a home here. We shall just have to move people and supplies more covertly from here to Kalee, lest we lose them to the Empire... For now, we must bide our time as we build up a force strong enough to take on Imperial targets. And you receive the proper training to be worthy of a title within our ranks. Fair? |
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Post by The Fallen on Oct 23, 2019 19:41:19 GMT -8
Although the meeting with Xel-tun could have become something of a mess, Ifrit somehow managed to save things with the Kalee warrior agreeing to the terms. Ifrit waved Xel-tun off then, as the man took a knee in the traditional style a Sith might kneel before his master
We do not do that here my friend... Come, on your feet...
He waited then, letting the warrior rise up once more, before speaking further
Come, let us find you a room to stay within. I shall take you over the basics, from there, we can begin your testing...
With that, Ifrit turned around and lead the way from where they were to the residential quarters of the Temple. There, Ifrit could discuss matters with Xel-tun more privately
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Post by The Fallen on Nov 24, 2019 13:29:32 GMT -8
The Medical Bay of the Tiernvael Temple
While things between him and Luxeria were not quite as fully resolved as he would prefer, he at least had gained an understanding and insight that he needed. So, for now, he turned his attention upon the gift that Luxeria had brought him. A boy known as Kahn and the sith amulet that the boy wore around his neck. A curiosity, given that Luxeria had found him with the Jedi Order. The medical team had secured Kahn and were maintaining a good combination and dosage of medications to keep the boy in a dream like state. Giving Ifrit the time he would need to spend examining and studying the amulet before taking any action to remove it
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Post by The Fallen on Nov 26, 2019 18:48:23 GMT -8
The Medical Bay of the Tiernvael Temple
The table Kahn was strapped to had been tilted forward, as Ifrit took a seat in front of his captive audience. Given the state Kahn was being kept in, Ifrit wasted no time with trying to talk to the boy. Instead, he took his seat and reached out his hand while the green glow of his eyes dimmed. His vision within the Force intensifying as he focused upon the amulet that hung around the boy's neck. He had already seen the power in action that worked to defend it from being removed from the boys neck.
To that end, he started by examining the runes that would associate with such magick. A not particularly arduous task given Ifrit's knowledge and understanding of the Sith language. Finding his reference point, he worked his way out from there. studying fragments of text and piecing together the various spells and defences that awaited him should he try remove, destroy, or otherwise access the power within. A power that still remained a mystery as to what it was. But what ever it was, must have been important to someone to be locked away like this.
Time seemed to tick away, the minutes turning to hours, as Ifrit studied and examined every inch of the necklace. Even going as far as to examine the chain that looped around the boy's neck, in case any spells had been engraved into the metal. Missing any tiny detail could prove extremely detrimental to Ifrit's efforts
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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2019 3:15:13 GMT -8
As Ifrit spent his time examing the necklace, the power that existed within it began to resonate once more. His vision in the Force would the black and rec aura that swirled around it as the bloodred jewel itself seemed to glOw in his sight. His careful approach and knowledge of Sith Magic was all that kept it from lashing out. Time would eventually grant Ifrit the knowledge her desired.
The spells interwoven were much more complex than initially thought. What seemed to be a spell to keep the necklace from being removed was much more. It was designed to resonate with the presence of another immersed within the darkness, looking to keep it and Kahn protected from its hands while not reacting to that of Jedi. A curious feature by an artifact created by darksiders. Next came a spell of sealing. It was meant to seal away the darkness of the wearer along with a seal for memories. Though heas suggested to be a Jedi, the particular runes and spells implemented suggested something else.
The more Ifrit worked, the whispers of voices would slowly begin to be heard as if they were being drawn out. In one listened carefully and truly dove into the power that surrounded the necklace when active, obe could make out the existence of twelve separate entities wrapped up with it.
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Post by The Fallen on Feb 13, 2020 22:23:08 GMT -8
The Medical Bay of the Tiernvael Temple
Ifrit's patience and caution were rewarded as he made out more and more of the spellwork that had been crafted into the amulet. Luxeria was correct to assume that there was something more to this boy than initially met the eye. The more he worked, the less Ifrit became convinced that Kahn was truly a Jedi. The Spells of protection were meant to prevent the amulets removal. Something which was important to prevent for the amulet itself was a Seal. Keeping memories and a greater dark power locked away from Kahn. Then there were the voices of the twelve individual spirits that were wrapped within the amulet as well.
With each detail he managed to work out, a dozen more mysteries presented themselves. Who was Kahn truly. Where did he come from. Why had his memories and power sealed away. Who were the twelve spirits sealed away. Had they made this amulet. Who did they answer to. Were they with the Blackguard.
Something told him that this was not Viox's work. Luxeria said she had been surprised by his existence. So, unless Luxeria had fallen out of favor with Viox, it was a good chance she would have known who Kahn was. The spellwork was also far more refined than what either Viox or Malvus was capable of. This was someone, or something, else at work here. Perhaps a small cult of Sith that had sought the Jedi's downfall by placing a sleeper agent. Which once more ruled out the Sith'ari and the Jen'ari as they preferred to be known. As far as they were concerned, the Jedi had suffered a crushing defeat after the raid on Felucia.
What ever the case may be, he would have some of those questions answered soon enough.
He shifted from his seat and began setting work on drawing out a pattern upon the floor of the Medical Bay. What started as a small, but intricate initial set of runes and symbols, slowly expanded out into a much larger pattern. Eventually a large runic circle covered the floor which Ifrit used the Force to place the bed upon which Kahn was restrained on into the center of. It was time to begin stripping away the layers of protection and extract the power from within. He would start by extracting and binding these twelve entities, feeding them to the demon within. Consuming their knowledge and power before passing their spirits on to Chaos
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Post by Seven on May 1, 2020 14:37:15 GMT -8
A couple days laterFairly true to his estimation, Seven recovered quite quickly. Something that had been helped along by the actions of the Fallen Empress and Lady Eris. Following a quick blood test, and some vital sign readings, the Doctor signed off on Seven leaving the medical bay. He handed the boy a note then, detailing where his new room would be, and to meet Lady Eris within training room Alpha-19 as soon as possible.
Upon his arrival, he would enter through the automated door into a large training room that was empty of anything but Lady Eris herself. The walls and floor seemed flat and featureless. The corners where the walls met the floor and room had been filled in to have a small 90 degree edging. Giving the room a slightly less hard edge
Then he came to his sense and it flooded back to him what had transpired.
A grating robotic voice rang out.::I see you are awake, your vital signs are healthy and the Doctor has signed you ready and fit to leave this facility when you see fit.::The droid turned to go then in an imitation of a rather human gesture it halted itself swivelled around and said.::I almost forgot , you were left a note.::The droid bobbed it's metal domed head toward the side cabinet next to Seven's cot upon which was small neatly folded piece of paper.
Seven watched the droid wobble away before taking and reading the note; training, he thought, he wondered what sort of training and exactly what she meant, only time would tell. He pulled the drip from his arm and hastily threw on the clothes set aside for him before making his way out of the medical facility. |
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Post by Seven on May 1, 2020 14:51:15 GMT -8
Lady Eris [RETIRED]Upon his arrival, he entered through the automated door into a large training room that was empty of anything but Lady Eris herself. The walls and floor seemed flat and featureless. The corners where the walls met the floor and room had been filled in to have a small 90 degree edging. Giving the room a slightly less hard edge.
He walked in his bare feet smacking against the cold hard floor, he looked at her, but she just seemed to be reviewing him, almost inspecting him, except that her gaze pierced his very soul. He broke her gaze and instead took in his surrounding but there was little to take in except an open spartan room, the floor and walls seemed to be made of some dark stone, possibly, but he couldn't tell for sure.
He cast his hands a little away from his body in a gesture that asked; what am I here for?"I got your message......... so here I am." His voice sounded small and almost lost, he wouldn't have judged the room to be huge, yet somehow her presence seemed to fill the space, in comparison he felt small and rather sheepish.
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Post by Lady Eris [RETIRED] on May 2, 2020 3:37:09 GMT -8
Eris was waiting patiently in the training room, standing still with her wings pulled close and her eyes shut. One would not be mistaken for thinking she was meditating on the Force. But in truth, she was communicating with the spawn beyond count that called her Queen. Their voices whispered throughout her mind, linked to her will by magic. Despite their limited intelligence, they still feared for her safety and well being. All they needed was the occasional reminder of just how powerful she was. Her eyes slowly opened then, sensing the approach of Seven. The doors opened a few moments later.
Eris shifted herself into a more relaxed stance, her feet coming more inline with her shoulders than being held together. She looked the man over as he entered the room. Despite what he had been through the past couple days, he seemed to have recovered from it remarkably fast and well. She offered the man little more than a subtly smirk that was so short he would blink and miss it
Good, You seem to be well recovered from your little ordeal... As promised, I will train you to use the power that you have, so long as you think you're still up for learning how... But first, I think we'll need a name to call you by...
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Post by Seven on May 2, 2020 15:29:06 GMT -8
He raised his head to look at her as she spoke.
He had never had the opportunity to understand the power he possessed let alone control it, his life up until a few days ago had been to perform to the whims of the scientists, perform and re-perform, he knew only this and had known nothing else, for one to even converse with him was new. Prior to this everything had been an order, sometimes he hadn't even had that, often he had been pulled or dragged from his cot, and had various things put upon him, set upon him or enacted upon him, jabbed, pinched, cut, shot, animal bites, dropped from varying heights, set against multiple men or droids with various weapons, they even forced him under water. This had been his existence until now.
This would take time, his eyes fur tively shot around the space again looking for a concealed eye, droid or camera, old habits die hard. He had no reason not to trust her, yet a life such as his, he had learned not to trust, no one thay is except himself.
"Tell me first what this training involves, what will you....... I be doing?"
He stumbled across how he phrased the sentence, since he was not used to having a decision. Then she pushed further and spoke of a name..... a name. He hadn't really thought about a name, that would be to give identify to himself, something to call himself and have others call him that too, he had only had a number, a designation. No doubt she would see and most likely feel his internal struggle.
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Post by Lady Eris [RETIRED] on May 8, 2020 3:10:31 GMT -8
His lack of trust was plain to see. His gaze seemed to search the room for something hidden. A trap, perhaps? or maybe a monitoring device? It was difficult to say exactly what he was suspicious of. From what she knew, he had crashed on the planet and Mariah had found him in the wreckage close to death. She would have to tease out the rest of the details herself. She crossed her arms beneath her chest then, Watching him with a critical eye
For the most part, I'll be watching you, teaching you what I know... You have a power inside of you that very few have. I'm going to teach you how to control it.... how to use it to do your bidding... We'll start off with simple exercises, reaching out to the Force, harnessing it to move things... I'm going to see just what exactly you know already and how proficient you are and work from there...
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