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Post by Kurōn on Sept 16, 2016 10:29:52 GMT -8
Upon closer inspection, the hut seemed very plain. Not the most ideal place to hide away from the galaxy, but when one was classified as a war criminal by the Imperials, one didn't really become to picky on where one hid away.
As Vlad drew closer, he heard the hoarse voice call out to him. Not sensing any deception, Vlad figured it was best to call out to the being hidden away inside, as to not give the wrong impression. Vlad cleared his throat.
"Indeed. I have traveled a long way, seeking out a Muun that is in need of transport off world."
Vlad stopped a few feet away from the front door, scanning his surroundings from beneath his hood. His brown cloak hung loosely off of his armored body beneath it. Though, upon a visual inspection of him, one would not be able to tell he wore the armor at all. Vlad waited a few moments, allowing the occupant inside the dwelling to process what he had just said. Focusing on the door once more, Vlad spoke again.
"Might I be invited into your home? It is imperative that we get underway as quickly as we can."
Vlad's senses were on alert, though he himself remained calm. This was usually the moment where anything that could go wrong usually did. Not that he was expecting trouble, but one could never be too careful.
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Post by Soku Ren on Sept 16, 2016 21:37:02 GMT -8
*The stranger was one seeking a Muun in need of transport offworld. Excellent... just who the figure was looking for. This was the moment he was waiting for then. The figure slowly rose, still taking cover beneath his cloak as he called back,* "Yes, please, do come in, just permit me to gather some items, first." *His voice remained hoarse, cracked, as though from disuse or perhaps lack of hydration. He made for a small cabinet in the corner of the room, doors creaking upon opening, his back remaining to the door. All in good time...*
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Post by Kurōn on Sept 20, 2016 15:35:30 GMT -8
Vlad walked up to the door and reached out for the handle. Upon releasing the latch, he pushed the door open slowly, giving him his first view of the drab and small interior of the cabin. Vlad peered around the room, taking in his surroundings as he stepped inside the threshold. Sparse and plain. Definitely a hiding place. There was no way any individual would intentionally choose to live in the place. And then Vlad's cool gaze settled upon the cloaked figure rummaging through a small cabinet.
Much too short to be a Muun, Vlad thought to himself. If this wasn't his intended target, then where was he and who was this? Though he didn't wish to tip his hand too early and cause trouble, he needed to know what was going on here. It must have been some kind of ploy to catch him. But why? What was the point of capturing him? He wasn't of any worth to anyone in particular, aside from maybe the Jedi.
Vlad straightened himself up and looked around once more before trying to strike up a casual conversation. Hopefully he could fish around for more information before tipping his hand.
"I don't mean to be a bother, but I am afraid I have to insist that we hurry this along. We mustn't delay for too long. A Muun on the run from a faction that took down the Intergalactic Banking Clan is a hot commodity in the parts. My ship isn't too far away. Could you pick up the pace?"
Vlad had hoped that at least there was enough said to strike up a conversation. Keeping the being before him distracted was important. It would give him a chance to piece together what was really going on.
Though, to be honest, Vlad was starting to get a bad feeling about it. His gut instinct was telling him to leave the cabin as soon as he could. But being a former Jedi and a being who didn't turn down those in need, regardless of the cost to himself, remain in the cabin to see what would happen next.
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Post by Soku Ren on Sept 21, 2016 19:09:42 GMT -8
*His visitor was entering his house. The figure turned his head slightly, as though looking towards him, but it was only brief as his focus returned to the cabinet. The visitor seemed intent on moving things along, verbally asking the figure to hurry up. No patience, then? Understandable. In truth, it only played to the figure's advantage.
There was only one item in the cabinet. The figure's fingers curled around the curved metal.
Then the figure spun to his right as the unmistakable cry of a lightsaber filled the room, an orange beam arcing around towards the Zabrak's right shoulder. The tattered cloak fell away, revealing much neater black robes beneath, and the face of a human male with short-trimmed facial hair. The visitor had wanted to move things along? Soku Ren was only all too eager to oblige.*
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Post by Kurōn on Sept 21, 2016 20:43:23 GMT -8
Everything happened so rapidly, it was difficult to keep track of the events in Vlad's mind. The short, cloaked figure had been in the corner, doing what Vlad had thought of as collecting a few meager belongings of sentimental value. In truth, that had all been a farce. A twinge within the Force alerted Vlad to the danger a split second before the sound of the lightsaber igniting greeted his ears. And then everything seemed to slow as it happened. Vlad's mind was identifying the events as they played out. The figure had spun to the right, igniting the saber as he had went, aiming for Vlad's right shoulder. As the figure moved, Vlad too, was already in motion. Fortune, such as it was at this moment, smiled feebly on him. Vlad forced himself into a back flip, back through the open door he had barely cleared just moments before. His legs, while muscular and toned, had not been expecting such an abrupt movement. They screamed in protest as his weight shifted off of them. He grimaced as he completed the flip, landing on his feet outside the cabin. His left knee buckled under the strain, causing him to drop to his knee. He gritted his teeth in pain and glanced up at the momentarily empty door way, unsure as what to expect next...
Several thoughts were running through his mind at that very moment. But the first and foremost was rather absurd, given the present developing situation. Why can't everything go smoothly? He thought to himself. The second, more pressing thought that ran through his mind was; well, this is certainly painful. One, I am out of shape. Two, this does not leave a good impression on the bad guy. And finally, the last thought; he couldn't reveal that fact that he was a Jedi. Correction, you are a Force-User with two lightsabers. Not a Jedi. Not that any of this is helping, considering the present circumstances.
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Post by Soku Ren on Sept 21, 2016 21:55:17 GMT -8
*Soku's blade met thin air before cutting through the primitive walls of the structure, filling the air with the scent of burning wood. He seemed almost disappointed as his quarry seemed to so easily go down after a single backflip. Surely that was not all he had to him? The Knight of Ren almost lazily lifted his left hand, extended towards the chair he had been seated in earlier. He turned his palm upward, fingers curled slightly as it levitated. Then he clenched his fist; there was a cracking sound as the chair snapped in two pieces, the back separating from the seat. Briefly, he released his grip on the seat as he merely pointed towards the frame, sending the detached back towards the Zabrak. Before the seat could hit the ground, he caught it again before directing it too through the open door.
Then he followed after his improvised projectile weapons. This was all just a test, of course. All a plot from the start. The Zabrak probably figured he had entered some sort of trap. Depending on his eventual point-of-view, perhaps he was right. Or perhaps he would see it as his greatest opportunity...*
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Post by Kurōn on Sept 21, 2016 23:17:10 GMT -8
The ripples within the Force again, alerted him to the incoming danger. What it was, he couldn't be certain. As he started to right himself, the back of the chair came zipping out of the hut towards him. A makeshift projectile.
Okay, now this was getting to be rather annoying. Not a very good house guest, it would seem. Swinging lightsabers and throwing objects was just plain rude.
Now more alert, with adrenaline coursing through his veins, Vlad was better prepared for these attacks. He dove to the left, rolling to narrowly avoid the chair back that whizzed past where his head had been mere moments ago. And then came the seat of the chair. Still crouched, all Vlad had time to do was raise his arms and cross them in front of his face. The flimsy wooden chair slammed into his forearms, splintering into smaller pieces. The sound of wood breaking and cloth tearing greeted his ears. While his forearms were feeling the impact, there was no pain. His armor was taking the brunt of the attack. As the shards of wooden debris rained around him, Vlad rose to his feet, spreading them shoulder width apart, with his right foot a few inches further ahead of his left. Now he was ready for an attack, though he still refused to draw his blade. Doing so would mark him as a Jedi, and that would do one of two things: spur his attack on further, or make his attacker hesitate. Though, judging by his apparent skill, the latter option seemed out of the equation. Instead, Vlad calmly called out to his attacker.
"Surely there are more polite ways to treat your guests? Why do you attack me? I have done you no wrong...I do not wish to do battle."
Vlad, his breathing slightly elevated, was still expecting another attack. Though if the human persisted, Vlad would have no choice but to engage. As much as he wanted to avoid that, he had a nagging suspicion that it was exactly what the human wanted. To test him. Or to beat him. From what Vlad was able to piece together so far from this brief encounter, the man was skilled enough with the Force and probably no slouch with a blade. And he wasn't necessarily a Sith. A Sith, on any of the occasions Vlad had encountered them, would have been raging out, trying desperately to fuel their connection to the Dark Side. This man was of the Dark Side, but appeared to be toying with him more than anything. That might be indicative of an undecided resolution to the conflict. And if that were the case, it might actually swing the situation into Vlad's favor.
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Post by Soku Ren on Sept 22, 2016 21:43:54 GMT -8
*The Zabrak had some agility still, dodging the first projectile with a dodge to the right. The second, he merely caught on his forearms, the wood shattering and seemingly doing no harm to him. Likely armor, but Zabraks were sturdy creatures. Especially this one, should his lineage be any indication.
Soku stepped through the doorway as the Zabrak attempted to talk him out of it, claiming he did not wish to do battle. Oh, that would not do at all. Soku almost felt the need to lecture him... but not yet. This was only just beginning. The Zabrak had done little to impress the Knight of Ren thus far. He needed to see what he could do. Deem his worthiness. Ensure he was truly fit for the cause.
So he lunged forward, taking a swipe from his left to right across his body in a slight rise. For now, Soku would continue not to use any true strength unless it became necessary.*
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Post by Kurōn on Sept 23, 2016 14:35:47 GMT -8
Vlad's attempt at dissuading his attacker had no effect. And it was now becoming very apparent that he was more interested in fighting, though Vlad had the feeling that this human was still merely toying with him, trying to coax out a violent response. And now Vlad was considering it, though he would do so out of self defense. While slightly annoyed with the situation, his head remained clear and calm. He was sure of his next course of action. If this man wanted to see a what a true servant of the light was capable of, then he would show him. With his training as a Jedi, along with the many years of training against his father and younger brother, he was in astounding physical shape for his age. Though no where near as devoted to his training as he brother, he could still hold his own. Sure, a few old injuries hindered him from time to time, but with the light exoskeleton he was wearing beneath his robes, it would help compensate for his former aliments. As the darkly clad figure moved towards him, he allowed his eyes to flutter closed. Feeling the ebb and flow of the living Force within him, he began preparing himself for the initial engagement that was moments away from happening. As the man lunged forward, Vlad's right hand rose up, containing the ebony hilt of his green lightsaber. The blade sprang to life as the sinister orange blade of his foe drew nearer. Holding the hilt so the blade was angled from his right hand up passed his left shoulder, he caught the enemy's blade. The beams of plasma sizzled and sparked as they became locked together. Vlad holding the enemy blade at bay. His foe, with his short stature, was surprisingly strong. Though Vlad was strong as well, due to his physical prowess and the aid of the exoskeleton he was wearing. Vlad held the enemy blade at a distance, not pushing back, not allowing it to be pushed further against him. With a look of grim determination on his face, he spoke once more to his attacker.
"You do not honor the Jedi, that much is clear. And yet you do not sport the visage of a traditional Sith. Just what exactly are you?"
At the end of his statement, he tensed up and with one almighty shove, he pushed the enemy's blade off of his, taking a step backwards as he did do. Keeping a moderate amount of distance between them. Vlad would allow his attacker the option to answer his question, before truly allowing himself to engage. His breathing was slightly elevated, though neither of his hearts were working harder than normal. Adrenaline was beginning to surge through him. This battle had only just begun...
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Post by Soku Ren on Sept 23, 2016 23:29:36 GMT -8
*At last, the blade had been drawn, green meeting orange as the Zabrak attempted to hold the human at bay. Soku smirked; at last, the true testing could begin. Such impressive strength too, seemingly able to hold the saber lock with ease. Not unexpected, though to be fair, Soku was not using his full strength just yet. Still, Soku had no reason to doubt the Zabrak's raw power; he just had to see how he applied it...
A statement came, a rather obvious one noting that Soku did not honor the Jedi. But then a more perceptive one, claiming that Soku did not "sport the visage of a traditional Sith." Soku chuckled, even as the Zabrak forced them apart. He took a couple of steps backward, lowering his blade before him. Normally, words were below Soku during a fight. They were little more than wasted energy, or only created an opening for an attack. Very few exceptions were made. But this? This was not a typical duel. His opponent was also willing to listen. So why not humor him?*
"You are correct," *Soku began, lowering his blade to his side, though prepared to defend himself should the Zabrak indeed attempt to take advantage of the situation.* "I serve not the Jedi, nor the Sith. But then, why should I devote myself to their archaic causes? They are built upon lies, horribly misguided.
"We are the Knights of Ren. We care about one thing: Order. This galaxy is chaotic, and the Jedi and Sith have willingly allowed this. But no longer." *He moved forward once more, saber before him, and made a series of small, quick slashes in attempts to deal superficial damage: One to the Zabrak's right shoulder, one to the right knee, and a third to the hip. It was now the Zabrak's speed he was testing, and how quickly he could react to swift strikes.*
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Post by Kurōn on Sept 25, 2016 17:36:43 GMT -8
The human had paused, lowering his blade for a brief moment as he finally replied to Vlad's question. As Vlad listened, he found himself intrigued at what the man was speaking. The Knights of Ren. And they cared about order. Now that was something Vlad could relate to.This man spoke the truth. This galaxy was brimming with chaos. Chaos that rampantly ran about, unchecked. And the words rang true in other ways as well. Calling the Jedi and Sith teachings archaic rang true. They were. For several millenia, both the Jedi and the Sith teaching had torn the galaxy asunder. Back and forth they went, repeating their mistakes over and over again, neither side truly gaining the advantage for long. But this Knights of Ren. It sounded promising. And while he did sense a darkness within the man before him, he didn't seem to be fueled by it. He was using it as a tool, like a spade or trowel. As the mechanic used a hydrospanner, this man wielded the darker elements of the Force to sow the seeds of order. If this is truly what this man did and he believed in it strongly enough, then perhaps Vlad had an even bigger opportunity than he realized? This man's form was refined and sophisticated, much like that of a Jedi. It wasn't barbaric or savage, as way the most common ways of a Sith. And the conviction within the man's voice was pure. This was a cause he had devoted himself to, wholly.As the man's voice went silent and the words stopped ringing in his ears, he pressed the attack against him. Vlad deftly parried the slashes made against his right shoulder, knee and hip, purposely deflecting the human's blade away after each slash. The man was quick and precise. Vlad could respect that. But Vlad also had more questions. He wanted to know more. Even though this man was the aggressor, still pressing an attack for whatever reason against him, Vlad sought knowledge from this man. With a brief lull in the combat after he had deflected the third slash, Vlad took two quick steps back, summoning the Force as he did so. As his weight came to rest on his planted legs, Vlad extended his left hand outwards, fingers splayed, palm facing the man. He allowed his eyes to flutter closed and then released an attack that would serve to disorient his opponent. The ability Vlad had just let loose towards the man was Malacia. It would serve to slow down his opponent, hopefully, long enough for him to glean more information about the Knights of Ren and how he might go about joining them, should he be interested in doing so...
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Post by Soku Ren on Sept 28, 2016 19:00:13 GMT -8
*Each strike was parried, proving the Zabrak was capable of some measure of speed. Soku began to plot what to test next, unless the Zabrak had other ideas. As it turned out, he did, conjuring the Force to assault Soku's very person. This one instilled a sudden dizziness within Soku as he became hyper aware of his body's own processes. He grunted, eyes slightly unfocusing as he reached inside, redirecting the sudden shift of energy back to its original flow.
That sensation was strikingly familiar. Not from personal experience, but from secondhand accounts. That technique... he knew one who had favored and practiced it. It was an uncommon one, to be sure, more unexpected than a simple attempt on the mind and not as easily defended against. He allowed a smirk; a wonderful hidden talent, that was. Sure to be of good use.
The Knight of Ren had fallen to a slight hunch at the internal assault, but he straightened once more as he composed himself. There was a curiosity to note about what had just transpired, however.* "That was the perfect opening," *he commented, his lightsaber returning to a low angle once more.* "Why did you not take advantage of it?"
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Post by Kurōn on Oct 6, 2016 19:58:20 GMT -8
Vlad smirked as his attacker shook off the effects of Malacia faster than most did. And then he straightened up and lowered his blade. What took Vlad back was the fact that this Knight of Ren, who seemed keen on not speaking, finally decided to ask him a direct question. Vlad grinned as the question was posed. With a small shrug, Vlad answered.
"It occurred to me that I could have done exactly that, but what do I gain from killing you? Sure, you have initiated this little sparring match, but despite your darker alignment, what is truly gained from me pressing the attack and possibly defeating you? Not being a follower of the archaic traditions of Jedi and Sith, it does not shift the balance either way by defeating you. Besides, what you spoke of earlier has intrigued me a great deal. And if you are dead, how am I to follow up further?"
Vlad was honest and to the point with his answer. His response may have seemed slightly influenced by the Jedi, however that was far from his thoughts now. This man had spoken of bringing order into a galaxy filled with chaos and turmoil. Perhaps this was his chance to do more than the Jedi would allow his to do? Perhaps this Knight of Ren was looking to recruit? After all, this did feel more and more like a test. And if his instincts were telling him that, then they probably weren't far off from the truth.
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Post by Soku Ren on Oct 8, 2016 17:17:31 GMT -8
*What flowed forth from the Zabrak's lips seemed akin to self-righteous dogma at first, not unlike that of the Jedi, but he had still let slip his interest in Soku's words. Soku allowed himself a small smile; at last, an opening. The Knight of Ren did not yet stand down, though for his part he felt sufficiently impressed by the Zabrak's skills. That said...*
"And how is it that they intrigue you?" *he inquired, spreading his unarmed left arm in a half-shrug of curiosity.* "What are you to follow up on?" *Soku's smile became a grin as he waited for the answer. Would he hear what he wished to hear? Or did the Zabrak have other reasons to learn what Soku had to say?*
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Post by Kurōn on Oct 8, 2016 21:07:38 GMT -8
Vlad watched the man with a keen eye. Being alert for deception or trickery. Though none came. That did not mean he would lower his guard. He watched the man half-shrug and grin. Clearly there was much more to this situation than met the eye.
In situations like this, most wouldn't pick up on the smaller details. The tells that gave the situation away. But having been a Jedi and having Viox as a brother, he learned to noticed the little things. Things that would alert him to one of his brother's traps during training. Things that would shed that sliver of light on a situation that reveal the full truths, not just the half truths spun by either side of the conflict. And this was one of those moments where a shred of light was shining down. And Vlad had been able to read into it. Coming to Muunilinst for starters. Deep in Imperial held territory. That was suspicious. Second was how easy it was for him to sneak on to the planet. The Imperials may have been many things, but sloppy wasn't in their character traits. Third, the backwoods hut. All for show. Perhaps inhabited at one point in time, but it hadn't seen true habitation in decades. Fourth, the height of the cloaked man when he rose from his seat. Much too short to be a Muun. Fifth, the way he moved. It was subtle. Nigh untraceable to most. But his imitation of a withered old gait. It had appeared force, not natural as it should have been by that time. And finally, his fighting style. The man before him possessed the power to give Vlad a serious run for his credits, but in this instance, he was only putting enough effort forward to keep Vlad on his toes. And a man such as the one before him didn't seem to be one for words, yet after several failed attempts, he finally lets it slip that he is part of something greater than the Jedi or the Sith. This was all too conveniently place to be nothing more than a trap. Gone to great lengths to have it sprung perhaps, but a trap none-the-less.
Vlad, still holding his blade in a defensive fashion, relaxed his posture just enough to entice a false sense of security, and grinned back at the man.
"I think you already know the answer to that. But to give you the satisfaction, I will say it anyways. But before I do, a brief summary of my past is in order."
Vlad rolled his shoulders and shook his head slightly. It had been some time since anyone had heard of anything to do with his past. He cleared his throat.
"I am...or rather, I was a Jedi Knight. But I left the Order because I felt shackled to the tenants, to the flawed teachings. Time and again, the Jedi teaching have failed someone, and it's nearly torn the galaxy asunder. So I left and began traveling the galaxy, trying to put my skills to good use. And I found that liberating. To bring order where the once was chaos...words hardly do that feeling justice. Not only did I realize that I had been a slave to the Jedi, I also learned that one does not have to fall to darkness to bring justice and order to this galaxy. And that is what intrigued me about your mention of these...Knights of Ren. You fight for a cause that I could willingly back, without corrupting my morals..."
Vlad paused. Perhaps the man would like what he was saying. Perhaps not. So now Vlad would allow his actions to speak louder than his words ever could. He looked at the man, dead in the eyes, then glanced down at his saber. He thumbed the activation switch, extinguishing the green blade. He returned the hilt to his belt and then bent to one knee.
"We Zabraks place honor and respect above all else. This is a cause I can honor and respect. I willingly pledge my blade to your cause, if you would have me."
And with that, Vlad bowed his head. He didn't know what was going to happen next. This man could simply kill him, for all he knew. But now he was taking it on faith. And hoping he had read into the situation well enough to know that this was the man's ultimate goal. Now it was entirely up to this Knight of Ren to decide his fate. Vlad only hoped he had made the right choice...
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Post by Soku Ren on Oct 16, 2016 20:46:44 GMT -8
*The Zabrak seemed to be examining Soku skeptically, as though expecting this to be some sort of tactic of trickery. Eventually, he seemed to ease somewhat and presumed Soku to already know his answer. Soku was not certain himself, though he certainly knew what he wanted to hear. Vlad then spoke about his past after what seemed to be some brief hesitance, describing his life as former Jedi, stifled by their teachings. An eyebrow lifted; this was a tale Soku quite easily empathized with, as well as the earnestness in the Zabrak's voice.
Then he extinguished his blade, kneeling and pledging himself to the cause of the Knights of Ren before bowing his head, presenting his most vulnerable state.
Wonderful.
Soku's own saber retreated, the curved hilt returning to his belt. His arms folded across his chest as a satisfied smirk came to his face.* "Then my work here is complete. You have displayed your efficiency in combat, and your history proves you would be dedicated to the cause of bringing order and balance to the galaxy." *He gestured with his right hand, passion briefly entering his voice. He lowered his hand, voice returning to normal as he continued,* "Your skills would be of most use, Vladimir Savage, brother of Viox. Unlike him, however, yours would be put to a much more worthy cause." *He smirked again as he stated this.*
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Post by Kurōn on Oct 25, 2016 17:10:01 GMT -8
Still on one knee, head bowed, Vlad heard the man's saber extinguish. A wave of relief washed over him, though it was swiftly replaced with a sense of annoyance. He stiffened at the mention of his brother. He disliked being associated with his brother. Even though he was family and Vlad would stand alongside him if the need ever arose, he was not overly fond with what his brother had become. And it was surprising that this man knew of their relation. Either Viox was being loose with his tongue, which was highly uncharacteristic of him, or this man was much more connected then Vlad had previously thought. Either way, it was not of importance. Sensing that the man was now finished speaking and wasn't going to press the attack against him, Vlad lifted his head and slowly rose to his feet.
"You seem to know a great deal about me and my family ties. And yet I still know next to nothing about you. Perhaps you would care to enlighten me on the subject of who you are?"
Vlad eyed the man warily. Despite having just joined this man and his cause, he still didn't entirely trust him yet. Though he suspected that would change at some point. He was, after all, working with this man now. So knowing a little more about him did little harm, and it would help put some of Vlad's mistrust to ease. This man wasn't deceptive in the sense that he didn't dance around the matter at hand. He appeared to be straight forward, instead of hiding behind cryptic words and mind games, tactics often employed by Jedi and Sith. Once his mild curiosity was put to ease, he would then find out what their next move was and where Vlad was to go. It was a different feeling having purpose again, but a welcome one to be sure.
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Post by Soku Ren on Oct 27, 2016 13:55:27 GMT -8
*Soku had almost expected the Zabrak to ask how he knew about the man's family and indeed his own name. Instead, he asked who the man was; perhaps just as important a question, for Soku had not formally introduced himself aloud just yet. Chuckling, he placed his arm across his chest and bowed.* "Forgive me for not introducing myself," *he said as he straightened, arm falling to his side.* "I was not afforded the opportunity to do, courtesy of this little 'test' and its setup.
"I am Soku Ren. Long has been my dedication to the cause of order in the galaxy, but long also have I been stifled by an organization who would not fully dedicate themselves to the cause as I had." *He grit his teeth, seeming to force himself to avoid a long diatribe, then he relaxed and continued.* "But no longer. The Knights of Ren and the First Order share my vision of removing the corruption and disorder from the galaxy," *he raised his hand and clenched it into a fist,* "replacing it with a firm guiding hand to ensure prosperity across the stars." *His gloved fist opened and he gestured widely, as though indicating said stars. He spoke with fervor; why should he not, seeing as though he dedicated his life to this cause?
Lowering his hand, he concluded,* "And anyone standing in the way of that cause shall be crushed."
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Post by Kurōn on Nov 7, 2016 10:47:34 GMT -8
Vlad listened intently. This man believe in his cause so fervently. It was actually kind of inspiring. Finally Vlad could put his skills to good use, bringing order to the galaxy as a whole. It would take months, possibly even years, but if there were enough individuals united with this belief, perhaps it could be accomplished. Vlad stretched and looked to this man, Soku, he had called himself.
"So, Soku. I now know who you are. But I have one more question before we decide what our next course of action is. You know my name as well as who I am related to. How did you come to possess this knowledge? I have not shared such details and it seems unlikely that my brother would willingly divulge such information freely..."
Vlad trailed off, not sure if he actually wanted to know the answer or not. But, the question had been asked. Now it was Soku's choice as to whether or not he would humor Vlad with the answer.
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Post by Soku Ren on Dec 2, 2016 0:52:46 GMT -8
*That question was inevitable. Fair, even. Soku only smirked, explaining,* "I am sure you are aware of the phrase, 'Keep your friends close and your enemies closer'? In a sense, that could apply here. See, I like to keep tabs on on allies, enemies, and rivals alike. 'Knowing is half the battle,' and all that."
*He folded his hands behind his back and continued,* "You are correct in that your brother Viox does not willingly divulge information, so it took some digging. He has made it clear that he is not exactly fond of the Knights of Ren, though he maintains some manner of civility regarding the whole issue. So I did my research. It did not yield much, I admit, however, the revelation of a brother was something I could not ignore; a Jedi brother, even. How must a Sith feel, knowing his own kin belonged to the opposite spectrum?"
*He grinned at Vladimir.* "Or perhaps not so Jedi. Through proxies, I sought you out. Learned enough of your current state that I wondered whether you would be receptive of our cause. Thus this scheme came about. It seems it had been worth it. Not only will your skills be put to work in a way that can truly better galactic welfare, but perhaps you will help show your brother the error of his ways." *There was also, of course, some pride in the matter for Soku, but he kept that to himself; the cause truly was more important, as smug as he admittedly felt.*
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