The Matron's 'Guest' (Ask)

[Triune]

*And in the course of time The Sith known once as Invidius is brought across the gulf of space to a location within the Freehold. The exact location is kept a secret of course making any rescue attempt far more difficult. The soaring mountain vistas and the icy wind that threatened to bite into exposed flesh gave little indication and soon He was underground. Placed in a Cell deep within the unforgiving stone it has neither door nor window being literally a cube of space in an otherwise solid mountain. Veins of green swirl among the slate gray stones but they are the only inferance to type. There he awaits the presence of the Matron hopefully before the air runs out.*

[Master Bondora]

Invidius quickly regained conciousness, he fight to break the shackles of slumber that still imprisons his dark mind. The pain is immense. His body lay crumpled in an awkward heap on the dank floor...He tried to gasp for fresh air...But there was none! The Lord of the Sith then called upon the Dark Side of the Force to awnser his bidding and began searching for an exist or a hidden window but his effort only gave him less time to act...In a desperate attempt to find a way out before diying from suffocation the Sith Lord sprinted down the dark hallway frantically bashing his arm against the blackened stone walls! The sound of bones being shattered echoed through the small cell as Invidius watched his battered arm twist and turn in the most gruesome ways...

[Triune]

*A breeze of fresh air passes along the hallways of the small warren of chambers. This breeze originates from the corridor created by Lirreka's own Stoneweaving. It closed behind her as easily as it opened. She was some twenty meters from the Sith Lord*

"You really should learn to calm yourself. There is plenty of air here to keep you breathing comfortably between our little meetings. I have found most humans however seem to have some measure of claustrophobia. A shame really there is nothing more soothing and relaxing then to be beneath millions of cubic meters of solid stone, well at least for a Danthiri that is. We did evolve in the deep caverns of our home world after all." She smiled at him. "Now then It seems you've recovered quite well after your battle with my General though if you continue to batter the walls your arms will become useless to you and I will be forced to repair you and I'm certain you don't want that. You provide me with a veritable plethora of possibilities. To experiment on a Force-User is a goal of mine, I'm certain with enough digging I could improve my knowledge of how the force works through a person and thereby improving your ability to channel it. My technists have been clamoring for a test subject for their myriad of force related technologies and your ability to survive a beating by both my General and my Daughter proves you are hearty enough to perhaps survive the testings. Finally there is the message quality of your demise, if done with enough gruesome vindictiveness perhaps the rest of the Sith would finally see I am far better an ally or a neutral then an enemy. This latter route however is so wasteful and I detest waste. Torturing people to death and beyond is so utterly pedestrian."

*During this she has been pacing from side to side, her heels clacking against the hard stone floor. Finally she turns to face him*

"The path we take from this point depends on your answer of this one question and do try to answer this honestly otherwise you will skew the results... 'If someone possesses the ability and opportunity to strike at a potential enemy yet does not, are they weak?'."

*She crosses her arms and awaits his answer.*

[Master Bondora]

A tremor in the force brought Invidius from his fanatical furry ... the cold wind that rushed by pulled him back to the here and now. When he open his eyes the Matron was infront of him. He stared down at his hand that was had been puncture by the rock and stones that made the wall of the cell...The destruction left by his efforts to break himself free was... ghastly! The pain was unbearable and with a shout of rage Invidius collapsed to his hands and knees before the Matron as he tried to muster enough strength to speak...

"Sparing an enemy by pity or mercifulness is a great sign of weakness...But if this enemy could be useful and fulfil your bidding without question, then why not use him agasnt a greater threat!?"

[Triune]

*Lirreka nods her head slightly*

"An acceptable answer if somewhat hedged. Your path continues, perhaps if you are attentive and focus beyond your anger you will indeed leave these warrens to wreak havoc on the Galaxy once more."

*The smiles she wears is not one that ingenders trust or even hope. It is colder than the wintery nights of Hoth. She raises her hand as the floor shifts beside her and a creature rises from it. A beast that seems more cat then lizard but its tail is decidedly scorpion*

"This is a Vornskr, native of the planet Myrkr. I'm certain you know of it. It can sense the force and force users and it preys upon them. For twenty minutes of each hour it will be active here in the warrens while the rest of that hour it will vanish. It is here to hunt you and you must kill it to survive. Somewhere in this warren is the material to build a weapon, one you are most familiar with. Yes a lightsaber. Rage will not find the components only focus and dilligence. Prove to me that you are more than anger and fury. Do this and you will receive the next lesson on this path of enlightenment. If you are an able student you may indeed see the sun again."

*She strokes the neck of the Vornskr and growls softly to it. As if it understands it crouches glaring hungrily at Invidius.*

"Remember there is more than enough air in here. I trust you will do well."

*She grins and steps back, melding with the stone wall and vanishing from sight. The Vornskr growls but does not yet leap. It has been told to wait till Invidius makes the first move*

[Master Bondora]

The pain in his arm vanished in that instant, he rose to his feet and the raw energy of the Dark Side of the Force could easily be felt coursing through his now scorched body with crimson arcs of anger and furry! His wound was forgotten, his pain a dim memory...He did not know why the Matron was opposing him agasnt such a beast nor did he care, the only thing that matter to him in that instant was the Vornsk! It was is only way out of this wretched place! Without hesitation, as soon as he had gathered enough energy, he unleashed a terrible blast of Force Lightning upon the beast... The cascade of shrieking winds and arcs of bright energy swiftly raced toward ithe Vornsk at tremendous speed...

[Master Bondora]

Bump

[Master Bondora]

Major Bumpage.

[Triune]

OOC Sorry, my bad. Got sidetracked on other (RL) stuff and forgot about this thread.

*The Vornskr was watching, waiting so the lightning doesn't surprise it as it would perhaps normally, the beast bounds sideways, twisting to hit the wall with all four feet. It's claws find purchase for that brief instant and it bounds again, this time to the ceiling, the claws digging into the hard stone easily. All the while it's closing the distance.*

[Master Bondora]

Enough of this! he though. This had gone far to long... He sought the power of the Dark Side once more and swiftly unleashed it's terrible power into a Force like battering ram upon his wretched foe...