the huntress (semi open-ish)

[Adena]

Adena paces about her chamber slowly, something nagging at the back of her mind. The faint lapping of water and the clicking of her heels is the only thing that tells her that she is infact awake. The Matron looks up into the great expance of the southern pole to not that the glasses reflection showed her the faint emerald flakes bleeding into her eyes...
" What is wrond Adena, what are you feeling?" she whispers to herself turning abruptly on her heels.
she could feel her chest tighten, and her stomach knot, whatever it was seemed to be deep, and disturbing, but she did not know what.
Adena moved to a blank wall, sliding her gloved hand over it to reveal a hidden pannel. she held her breath upon what lay inside, a black bodyglove, gold custom designed ancient sith cut hunting armor, and a single bladed lightsaber, it's energy gate ment to look like a closed rose.
" I wont let you awaken no matter what " she mutters to herself, as she finds herself runing her fingers over the armor adoringly As Adena traces her fingers over the custom shaped shoulders of the suit, her touch starts to move along a logo painted ont it, a wickedly curved clawed hand clutching a starburst, the emblem she wore proudly as she stood by Lirrekas side, and commanded her fleets to countless victories, the days in which the Golden Huntress ruled over the living, and the dead,,,the Part of Adena that had been slumbering for eons,,but now something had caught her attention, and she hungered for it so...

[Triune]

**A touch of ebon through the mists of introspection**

"To deny a part of yourself is to deny ever finding balance. The Light... the Dark... The fury... The serenity... The Huntress... The Protectoress... duality must be accepted before unity can be found."

[Adena]

Adena shakes her head as she responds to the words drifting through her " She stirrs, you feel it too, Your former wife was not dead, nor will she ever be.." Adena looks over the rose topped saber again, running her fingers over it " She will have her moment again"

[Adena]

Against her better judgement, Adena wraps her hands about the cold metel cylender and lifts it carefully from the holding room of the wall and looks it over, the memories attached to this weapon flooding back to her... extending her arm the Matron thumbs the activation switch.
The closed rose pettels of the gate open and bloom as the real flower would, and following the all telling SNAPP~HISSS the blade erupts with an almost eagerness after being confined so long, the Jedis face awashed in its crimson glow.

[Triune]

"To grow to progress you must accept what you are and what you were with equal humility. Control is as always the key... You can kill or choose not to. The only difference between light and darkness is ......"

[Adena]

Adena twirls the single bladed weapon in her hand, before looking into his blood tinted ambiance allowing her thought to flow freely "....the only differance is how you choose to view them" she states, blinking her Emerald eyes a few times before closing down the blade, its drones silenced with one final gasp before the rose closes itself again.
Adena hesetates returning it for a moment, half tempted to clip it on to her apposing boot, however she fights the urge and returns it, sealing the door again " I will become the Huntress when she is needed, she smells she persperation, the anxziety of the prospect of war, her sences are aroused...but the drums have not called to her, "

[Triune]

" Does not the hunting tigress protect her young? Dark storms gather and you curse your ears for what they hear... deny not your darkness for you weaken your totality"

[Adena]

Adena moves a few steps from the wall, trying to push Lirreka's thoughs away; Adena had not turned a deaf ear to the winds, she knew full well the scope of the tempest bareing down upon them,yet she has done little to shape the storm. Adena stops, on foot lingering in the air for a brief second befor spinning back and opening the wall unit again, pulling the body glove and armor out and laying it upon her inactive grav bed her eyes looking over it as she lets her memory bring her back to the last time she had worn it, leading a massive EbonClaw strike force against a rival House, and it was during that battle that Adena had betrayed in some ways her then Wife...she showed mercy and comassion for the ailing Matron of the House Maerdyn.
Turning her head slightly Adena reaches her thought out, to touch Lirreka's if only lightly, oddly comforted by her presance " I am here to protect my children Lirr...The Jedi of today,,the Sith of today, both are of my Order, both balance the galaxy..the darkness is growing, it is tipping the scales, I am watching now, however I know that I cannot do so for long"
As if to prove her point Adena slips out of her dress, and slides her body slowly into the body glove, and clamping on the first golden arm guard




[glow=red,5,300]2000[/glow]

[Triune]

**All that answers Adena's words is Lirreka's knowing chuckle.**

[Devlen Del-Arshu]

*Far away on a distant world, Darth Boli turns and looks to the sky, as if feeling a change in the wind.*

[glow=red,2,300]The darkness is brewing anew...but from where, and who? The light is still too strong, too strong...[/glow]

*Boli looks back down, noticing a clawed hand clutching a star burned into his retina*

[glow=red,2,300]Curious...[/glow]

[Tiera-Qel]

Tiera Qel sits quietly, her mind and body in perfect harmony with one another, her thoughts snaling along the weave of the unified force, it is here that she feels the conection of her Mother to another, taking the que, the Dark hand slinks her way onto the line, as a spider does its silken threads.
" Awh, the Ivory one is being true to herself now, she is no longer supressing her true powers..she is becoming the huntress, she is reawakening my other parent, this may prove....entertaining" her chilled laughter seems to penetrate even deeper into the surrounding shadow than ones eye could see, full of bemusement