That behind Masquerade

[Seirra Darque]

"Actually that is impossible." A melodious voice answers from the door. "If her life was yours then you would in effect BE her and then you wouldn't be you anymore so your statement would become true and yet false in the same instant. How facinating. You fleshbags are nothing if not walking contradictions."

*The voice is coming from a droid standing at the doorway, she (the voice is feminine so it's a 'she') isn't of standard design infact only in Viea's memories does she recall it, a Sith Surgical Droid, they were never mass produced but instead crafted by the Sith Alchemists as they needed them.*

"Oh where are my manners I am Ess-ae, surgical assistant for Lady Sable. She did inform us you would be making a visit sooner or later, I am so glad it's sooner I do hate waiting don't you? I see you've found the surgical suite I do hope the chained spirits haven't bothered you, they do so like to instill fear and hate in the unwary."

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

Adena's crimson eyes turned unto the droid, as her own minds voice found its place over the countless thousands that had risen, though her tones as those thoughs made way to her bloody lips as words convied the agony her mind was feeling at the moment. " What the hell are you babbeling about?" she hissed, struggeling on her still malfunctioning leg to stand " If you think your going to stop me from getting out of here, I will not hesetate to turn you to a piece of twisted slag" she added, tossing her plasma welder to the side, she needed no weapon.

[Seirra Darque]

*Ess-ae raised 'her' hands and stepped back*

"Oh no I'm not programmed to fight. You'll have no resistance from me, you may leave by all means. Sorry to have troubled you with my nattering, this is why Essex always gets to go with the Lady while I tidy up here."

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

Adena bit her lip as her thoughts calmed slightly " What has been going on here, what was my Daughter doing here.." the Empress was already collecting her bag, looking idly for " Niki's" saber on the floor

[Seirra Darque]

"The only thing that has been going on here is the training of the Lady's newest apprentice, a willsome young girl, headstrong and wreckless. Unless she is the daughter of which you speak I have no idea."


*There is no sign of saber or any sign of a fight.*

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

Adena narrows her eyes as she starts to realise what had transpired, this making her temper rise again, felling as nothing more than a trained whore for the witches amusement, retrieving the plasma welder again the Empress pushes past the droid, back into the library, looking over the volumes of books, eons of Knowledge collected, and recorded. The Empress felt used, and in a way that was not physically rewarding, she was hit by sable in a way that destroyed her in her core, so it was her turn to return the favor.
Reaching out Adena pulled the books off the shelves, dumping them in the center of the room, activating the plasma welder, and dropping it upon the ancient paper, and leather tomes.

[Seirra Darque]

*Ess-ae enters and is dismayed*

"Oh dear oh dear the Lady will not be pleased with this, not pleased at all." She tries to save some of the tomes by carrying them from the quickly blazing room

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

adena does not move, her breathing comeing to her chest heavily as she watched the flames dance wildly about, casting thier hue washing over the walls, the embers flittering about as if flamine westies on Endor, to her sences was a beautiful symphony of the chaos, the roaring of natures beasts as they consumed those ancient texts, , her eyes pin point the droid through the flames, irretated that it was disterbing her, and so she decided it was best to scilence the panicked droid, invisioning it crushing in upon itslef, her hatered fuled by the glow of the flames [#@rand#=18.963731269841563%@]

[Seirra Darque]

*Ess-ae's last words before becoming a crushed droid was*

"Oh dear this isn't quite right."

*Then it was flat like an empty beer can*

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

Adena steps through the flames, its tendrals licking at her bringing a seering pain, but pain of a long most lover, she mearly grinned as she passed the driod, the books it attempted to save now being picked up by Adena as she moved into the hall, attempting to now find her way to the docking bay.

[Amara..Valk..Dark one]

Adena moves quickly through the maze of Sables compound, reaching the docking bay unchallanged, her eyes falling upon an older cargo hauler, " perfect" the darkLord hissed, as she moved up the ramop into the cockpit, " this will pass most points" she noted, fireing up the pre-flights, FEELING for the echos within that would tell her where to seek out the Maton Lirreka. the old hauler shutters slightly as it lifted off the ground, its landing struts moaning as they pulled up into the body of the ship, before pulling out Adena narrowed her eyes, and activated the ships old cannon, fiering several vollies at the door leading into the compound, leaving her mark before pulling into the sky, and into the eternal darkness of space, homeing in on Lirreka, and pulling back the hyperspace lever the moment she became free of the gravitational feild.
Soon the star points became lines, then the mottled blueish wash of hyperspace. to kill time Adena pulled out the data pad, and began to read