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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 18, 2005 4:32:24 GMT
*She smirks at Sable's cool response as she moves towards the table where her items laid and pushed them off to hop up. Yet, as they fell to the floor, she looked down to see the hidden weapons of the old woman. Keeping her blaster fixed on Sable, she bends down and begins to reach first for the bracer.*
"Well well. I remember these things very well. It seems I came at just the right moment."
*She raises her gaze to look at Sable's reaction while chuckling and closing her fingers around the bracer picking it up so she can evaluate it.*
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 18, 2005 4:36:40 GMT
-It is definately her bracer, it pulses with darkside energy even in Selae's hands-
*Sable shrugs her shoulders lightly once more taking a seat*
"They will be useless to you and more importantly do you think I would leave my creations just lying around without protections?"
*She smiled at Selae, yes she could bluff very well indeed.*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 18, 2005 4:43:19 GMT
*Her smile fades and she grows deadly serious.*
"I'll take my chances."
*She affixes the bracer on her arm trying it on for size and then raises her eyes back to Sable before bending down to see what else she had hidden.*
"Where's Viea, Sable? Someone who seems to know the goings on of the whole galaxy must surely know where the Empress is."
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 18, 2005 4:48:17 GMT
*She watched as Selae snapped on the Bracer, her expression didn't change but she was growing worried. Her drift to the Darkside looks to have been more serious then Sable surmised though none of this showed in her expression or words*
"Why would I keep track of the Dark Lordess? Honestly I have watched Dark Lords come and go, they are like flashes in the pan to me. For 130 years I have practiced my arts and left the politics of the Sith for others who had the demeanor for such facile things. The Darkside is my ally and it is all I need."
*She crosses her arms across her chest.*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 18, 2005 4:58:09 GMT
*As soon as the bracer was fastened, her eyes went wide as she felt something strange happening. Something attached to this bracer was fighting her for control. The dark spirit trapped within this talisman began to fight her not pleased with another trying to master it. It left her distracted long enough Sable could make for her items.*
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 18, 2005 5:03:37 GMT
*Sable spread her hands and invoked the Force, her robes, cape and scourge sailed across the room to her, the Cape wrapping lovingly around her as does the robes, She holds the Scourge in her hand as she watches Selae, curious to see if the Spirit was strong enough to possess her.*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 18, 2005 5:16:19 GMT
*She shakes her head slightly and raises her head up smiling even more. She was victorious and the spirit howled in defeat within her head. Lowering her blue eyes to Sable again, she hopped off of the table seeing she had taken her items back.*
"Nice friends you keep. He's very pissed off at how you treated him in the past. You are more powerful than I had thought, Sable."
*She chuckled as she stretched and looked around the room again.*
"Now you took an item from me a while ago. Where is it?"
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 18, 2005 5:20:29 GMT
*Sable nodded to herself, She had indeed fallen far to defeat that spirit so easily*
"He was an apprentice that thought he knew more of the Art then I did, he was wrong. Now then if you take off my Bracer I'll be happy to discuss this lost item of yours."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 18, 2005 6:00:37 GMT
*She held her arm out and looked at the bracer for a moment longer and then raised her icy blue eyes up to Sable and shook her head no.*
"I don't think so. It has grown attached to my arm."
*She pauses in speaking and walks around the room a bit looking for anything that might hold some kind of hiding place suitable for her old saber.*
"I consider it a new present from my creator."
*Turning her gaze back to Sable she smiled at her.*
"I never did thank you properly for returning me to Kyra. By the time you finished with her and these Ebonclaws, she was easy to succomb. I figured you would be proud. The very wishes you wanted are now coming true at my hand."
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 18, 2005 6:04:06 GMT
*She smiled, yes it was an answer she did expect. The bracer was a masterpiece but nothing that could not be replaced in time. Though it did give her a bargaining chip as it were*
"Then you have no need of the item you lost. What I did and what you did thereafter is but a part of my goals, though chaos is often its own reward."
*She grinned*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 18, 2005 6:13:41 GMT
*Selae's patience was beginning to wane. That saber had been given to her by Viea and was a family heirloom. It belonged once to Freedon Nadd himself or so she had read.*
"You misunderstand. This isn't a negotiation. Where is it, Sable?"
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 18, 2005 6:20:46 GMT
*Sable closed her eyes briefly, eminations of Darkside energies flowed from her the kind she detected from the Saber*
"IS this what you need?" She asks softly. "I have it in a place you cannot reach, even were you to torture me I woudl never reveal it. I can provide it for you but there will be a cost, and not my bracer, oh no that would be too easy."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 18, 2005 6:25:58 GMT
*Sensing the saber, she had lust in her eyes. Oh that familiar feeling of the saber feeding into her as she killed with it. It spoke to her of how to kill them and rip their souls out of their body. Its absence almost left an ache inside of her. She turned to face Sable with a glint of lust in her eyes for the object.*
"And just what is it you are wanting?"
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 18, 2005 6:27:41 GMT
*She smiles and amplifies the emminations as she takes a few steps towards Selae*
"I want your Daughter, Arael."
*She grins crossing her arms*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 18, 2005 6:32:35 GMT
*She tilts her head a bit as the voice of the saber grew even stronger. It knew it's rightful master and called to her even now. Such a strong powerful voice. She had planned on getting rid of Arael permanently. What would be the harm. She licks her lips and turns her blue eyes towards Sable.*
"I don't plan on letting her live. She is a threat to everything. She has to die."
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