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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 21, 2005 8:58:11 GMT
*Sable remained still as the whip struck her in the leg, she didn't even bend down to pick it up instead she kept her eyes on Selae. When she spoke to her once more Sable smiled.*
"I'll keep that in mind, Good day Selae." She kept her voice light and jovial Even as she left Sable took position in front of Arael ready to intercede should Selae still decide to attack. The force crackled around her as she watched Selae enter the ship, she was ready to deflect missile fire and shipboard laser cannonfire. The amount of protectiveness she was showing towards Arael was odd in the extreme considering how she normally reacted.
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 21, 2005 9:07:38 GMT
*No attacks came. It seemed as if other matters were more pressing to Selae.*
*Arael looked up at Sable confused by all that had just happened.* "What is going on here?"
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 21, 2005 9:14:58 GMT
*Sable was quick to get Arael on her feet as she pulled a commlink from the pocket of her robes*
"Essex get the ship ready to take off, Amira man the weapons turret. We have to be off this rock in under ten minutes." She sounded nervous, almost worried. "Come along child, don't dawdle. Your mother still in the afterglow of a plan going right, when that wears off she'll come back to finish you off. We have to be in space before that happens."
*She walks rapidly towards the ship, her cape and robe flaring behind her.*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 21, 2005 9:21:15 GMT
*Arael follows. What other choice does she have? Yet, she was completely confused by the way Sable was acting. What was going on here?*
"I want answers, Sable and I want them now!!"
*She had the mindset of her mother completely. Something Damien found to be a pain at times. Other times it seemed to give her strength where others would have faltered.*
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 21, 2005 9:24:17 GMT
*Sable sighs, stops and turns to look at Arael*
"Well I can stand here and answer your questions so you can die knowledgable when your mother returns OR you can hold your questions until we're off planet and safe, which would you prefer?"
*She smiles and waits an answer*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 21, 2005 9:27:31 GMT
"You don't have to treat me like a child."
*She walks past Sable and towards the ship. Her hand reassuradly went to her side where her lightsaber shoud have been but found it missing.*
"DAMN!"
*Selae had taken it. All of her weapons and her utility belt were gone. How was she going to get out of this mess? She wanted answers first. Until she got some answers, she wouldn't make a move. Sable and Selae were in on this together. For....a lightsaber?*
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 21, 2005 9:33:24 GMT
"Well there is some wisdom in that head afterall." she comments and enters the ship "Essex! Get us in the air. I want us in hyperspace as soon as possible. Set course for Inokah." Arael can hear the dry retort of the droid in the pilot's chair as Sable takes a seat in the lounge. The first thing she does is toss Arael a lightsaber.
"Here I hope it's balanced right I had to estimate that." Her cape removes itself from her shoulders and folds up on the couch. "Now then ask your questions, I will answer them fully and truthfully."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 21, 2005 9:36:50 GMT
*She looks at the lightsaber for a moment with her mouth dropped open. Sable was a sith and she was helping a Jedi? She stuttered at first when she spoke.*
"Wha...what happened back there? You and Ky..Selae were in this together...why are you treating me like a guest? and what is going to happen to me? I have to get back to Onderon!"
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 22, 2005 3:48:25 GMT
"What happened back there; I was at a base of mine on Stennos, Selae- Yes that is your mother's darkside, tracked me down there and infiltrated my quarters. In the process she made it clear she wanted her original saber back, the one Viea- then Adena gave her. In return I asked for you, at the time I was interested in your Seer abilities. We agreed to meet in 4 days on Yavin Four and trade, you for the Saber. In that time it turned out that what I thought was my promising apprentice turned out to be Viea in disguise and she started to ramsack my lair on Anzat. Now you know me well enough that I never leave anything unguarded. The Traps on Anzat were basically bound darkside spirits. To destroy them the trap triggerer had to either not react or destroy them, those that did not react would be the safest, those that destroyed them would gain darkside taint while I would gain a fragmentary insight into their minds. I did not consider what would happen if a strong Dark side practitioner were to trigger and destroy those spirits. Viea did just that, with each spirit destruction what remained of her humanity was hacked away while I received it." She pauses "It's affected me in ways I did not consider when I created the traps. Put simply as she falls deeper into the Darkside I'm being lifted out of it. Yes yes I know I'm not happy with it either, I've never had these ethics or morals before, it's annoying!" SHe rubs her neck "Thus I'm acting with less vindictiveness and more... more..." She shudders "valorous ends in mind." She put her head in her hands and sobbed.
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 22, 2005 4:00:42 GMT
*Arael didn't know what to say. This was the same woman she encountered on Onderon and Kashyyyk? She moved towards her and put a hand on her shoulder.*
"What has Viea taken? Do you know? Sable you must help me."
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 22, 2005 4:18:07 GMT
*Sable calms down long enough to think.*
"I had my library there of course, not my only copies mind you but the majority of my old tomes. I had a fully functional genetics lab." She continued to go over in her mind what was there. "Masks, I had two Masks of Nardos there. One a copy of the one I wear and one of a smuggler I think. I haven't used her in some time. Luckily I keep the majority of my deadly artifiacts on Dromund Kaas and of course I keep the Darksphere with me at all times."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 22, 2005 4:32:17 GMT
*Sable was forthcoming in all of this information. Arael was curious just how much the woman would tell her.*
"What kind of knowledge do you keep and what are these masks and darkspheres for?"
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 22, 2005 4:48:51 GMT
"Knowledge of the Darkside of course but of the Force in general. When I was seventeen I was taken as an apprentice and my Master was ancient then, easily three hundred years old or older. She gathered rooms and rooms of lore that I claimed when she died. For one-hundred and thirty years I have added to it. There might be Sith more powerful then me, there may be Sith older then me but NONE know as much as I do about our history, the Force and the Darkside. No one!" She smiles at that, proud of her accomplishment. "The Masks are used to hide ones true appearence, much like those bio suits your Danthiris make, yes I know of them. But the masks can also hide presence of the Darkside even from the most potent of force users. It's how I've managed to disappear over the decades."
*She closes her eyes as the swirl of dark energies crackle to life around her, silvery hair bleeds over with midnight, slender and rail-thinness blossoms into a woman at the heighth of her shapeliness and a porcelain mask emerges from her flesh and where one Sable sat, silver haired and waif thin now sits a ebon tressed beauty in the full bloom of womanhood. She removes the mask and smiles at Arael.*
"This is my true form, well as true as I allow it to be, were I in my TRUE form I'd be a pile of bones." She chuckles, her voice is sultry and smooth as velvet. It's hard not to be attracted to her regardless of persuasion.
"The Darksphere predates the Sith as far as I can tell, it is a black orb thirteen inches in diameter and in it are trapped the darkest, most vile Darkside spirits ever to exist. I know I put most of them in there. The controller of the Sphere and that is a very tenious thing can summon up a spirit and it is forced to tell the truth for one question."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Sept 22, 2005 4:57:06 GMT
*Arael was amazed at all of the information the woman had told to her. The news of these masks and their ability to mask the force just proved to her why Sable was able to be in so many places and not be found. She remembered Onderon...and it caused her to tremble a bit. Arael began to relax and sat down. She didn't know what to do with this knowledge...especially the knowledge of the Darksphere. Her mind drifted to Damien and what he would think if he knew she was gone. It was only then that she realized just how much trouble Onderon would be in with her absence as well. Sable wanted her ability to see the future. Arael didn't know why.*
"Why is it so important that you had me that you were willing to make a deal with Selae? Why this when you could be going after Viea?"
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Post by Seirra Darque on Sept 22, 2005 5:08:46 GMT
*Sable chuckles, the sound so sensual to the ears, like the caress of velvet.*
"Me going after Viea? Dear I'm an alchemist not a warrior. My knowledge of the Lightsaber is poor at best. Viea is the Dark Lord, my chances of defeating he are slim at best. No I do not care who rules the Sith, the Majority of them are mindless thugs and the few that aren't lack the focus to see beyond the Darkness. I am content with my experiments most of the time. As for your Sight, yes that is important to me, important enough to leave the safety of my labs and try to get access to it. I would have been content with just having a copy of your visions sent to me but you and your friends made that all but impossible and I admit when we fought and you nearly killed me did hurt my pride. Sue me I am only human afterall. Now? I know your Mother wants you dead, you'll never fight her, you might say you will but somewhere in your heart you will hold back and that is what makes you a good person. So I must do my best to protect you from her and those that will ally themselves with her. Especially that little manservant of hers, Raviel, that one is dangerous in his cunning and ability to impersonate rather then his grasp of the force."
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