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Post by Veran on Mar 23, 2005 22:51:29 GMT
On the very frost plains of Alzoc III, a building erects from the landscape... However small in size its impressive architechture wipes this idea away from all who dare to look into the many statues eyes, some repreasenting numerous well known figure amongs many factions, others majestic works of art.
And so in its interior stands a conferance room, the walls themselves ornated with magnificant tapissery and jewelry which even many kings would envy the one who possesses them. It is so finalized with some portraits of unknown persons, yet all representing a noble emperor only letting his appearence to let us guess wether he was a good man or not.
In the middle stands a long table, fit for a diner room tough it serves the purpuse of being a conferance table, at its very end stands Ranka, hands crossed, on a chair waiting for his guest to come... Soon, he hopes.
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 23, 2005 23:06:08 GMT
*She walks across the landscape looking up at the building standing before her. She pulls her cloak tight about her to shut out the cold. She walks forward towards the great building. She wonders why she has been summoned here.*
*She meets some guards at the door and she looks at them.* "I have come for a meeting with a Mr. Darkbroode. He's expecting me."
*The guards look at her carefully studying her then lead her inside. She walks down the hall studying the walls as she passes.*
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Post by Veran on Mar 23, 2005 23:29:06 GMT
The guard continues to guide Kyra into the straight hallway, its walls covered with various works of art, each looking more and more beautifull as they walk their way towards the conferance room at a regular, slow pace until they finaly reach a very old double-door which itself isn't mechanical but entirely manual with a lock working with a metalic 'key'. It is itself ornated with a golden metal which shines with the reflection of the torchlit hallway like a mirror.
The guard takes out what would apparently be the so called 'key' from his belt and inserts it into the lock, twisting it silently until he faces Kyra once more before giving her a respectful bow and leaving toward his post, out in the frost.
The doors opened, letting the majesty of the conferance room e revealed to Kyra's eyes and there standing at the end of the room, peacefully watching one of the many portraits is whom as summoned her to this place...
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 23, 2005 23:38:23 GMT
*She walks into the room and takes off her cloak. She drapes the cloak over one of the chairs and approaches the man.*
*She bows to him politely.* "I came as soon as I could."
OOC: I am having some really bad computer problems. I may have to continue this later.
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Post by Veran on Mar 23, 2005 23:53:59 GMT
[glow=blue,2,300]"The one thing that matters is that you are here is it not? I would ask for something better..."[/glow]
The voice itself seemed as cold as the rushing elements outside of the structure. Cold enough to shock a ghost yet such voice sounded, friendly in a way that words cannot truly describe... Forthcoming would perhaps be which could be related to this feeling but this, not even the image of the conferance room as well as the small echoe could let out another clue.
From behind, the man could be seen with long, white hairs, probably old many would think though his stature, yet cloaked under a red overcoat could let all others say otherwise.
It is only as he turned around that she could finaly see the face of someone she had never met but obviously recognize as someone familiar... Cannot helping the fact of also realizing his arsenal of weapons tied to his belt. Two handguns and an imposant Katana, itself concealed by the shadows of his coat... He was a Dematri.
"It saddens me that I have not been able to actualy introduce myself in person before you mi-lady before this day and it is unfortunate that this day has to enter a certain period into dark times..."
He bows politely to her and designates the many chairs all around the wooden table.
"Please, have a seat..."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 24, 2005 0:01:54 GMT
*Though his voice causes her body to feel cold, she smiles politely at him and takes a seat. Her eyes a deep blue color and her face relaxed. She seems to be at ease here.*
"Thank you. Yes, times indeed have been very dark of late. I fear that they will only continue to grow darker."
*She tilts her head to one side.* "You are a Dematri I see. I have met with only one of your kind before. Devlen was his name."
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Post by Veran on Mar 24, 2005 0:19:22 GMT
Ranka himself smiles slightly as she speaks about the Dematri and Devlen, even though he expected such remarks, he did not expect them to come into the suject of the conversation so quickly. An amused, quiet laugh lets itself out of Ranka's mouth.
"You are observant indeed my Queen; Yes, I am Dematri and perhaps this may, or not be a suprise to you but Devlen is in fact my brother. I cannot help but to feel slightly worried by his long absence... Tough I beleive you know that I have not called you here to discuss my origins..."
A breif pause comes in between Ranka's words as he brings some tea onto the table and pours some into polished cups that seemed to be made out of an O so very precious crystal; An oversized force affliated crystal! All elegantly brought with the force not deemed to impress her at all, though it was still something quite spectacular for a force user to use his powers in such ways.
"As you said, you 'beleive' the days will only grow darker and darker as time passes... I do not mean to be rude, though I must say that you simply 'know' that the times will let darkness almost... Engulf the very universe. Your toughts wander around this idea from the moment you toutched the surface of this planet."
It could have been known by anyone from this very point why Ranka as gained such reputation as a negotiator with the people he encountered into political debates. Against her own will it would seem, her thoughts had been revealed to the Dematri and not as a simple glimps, but a complex set of images...
[glow=blue,2,300]I thus beleive you can also give out some details regarding what will happen milady...[/glow]
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Post by Jedi Master Kael Caivera on Mar 24, 2005 0:25:02 GMT
*The Outrider drops out of hyperspace over Alzoc III. Kit scans the planet and locates a structure on the dayside of the planet's terminator (note: terminator=shadow line between night/day on planet). Kit brings the Outrider to land and before he departs he equips himself with cold-weather gear then departs. He walks to the building and enters. Inside he sees Kyra and Ranka sitting.*
"Hello Kyra. Ranka, good to see you again. Its been too long. So what have i missed?"
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Post by Veran on Mar 24, 2005 0:30:17 GMT
Ranka notices Kit and greets him to seat beside Kyra, serving another cup of tea as Kit comes by and sit...
"Indeed, it is rare that I loose the counts of the years into my head. It has been a long time and... It is good to see you too Kit. We were just about to talk about... 'The future events.'"
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 24, 2005 0:31:17 GMT
*She smiles at Ranka and nods her head to him impressed at his discerning.*
"Forgive me then. I see I deal with no ordinary individual. Yes, there is something strange about Devlen's disappearance. I do believe what is happening is not going to be pleasant either. But let us return to the topic before us."
*She smiles her charming smile and turns to see Kit. Her face lights up immediately.*
"Come on in. You haven't missed much at all. Just a few introductions."
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Post by Jedi Master Kael Caivera on Mar 24, 2005 0:44:22 GMT
"Ah, well i know every one here so lets get to business huh? Whats this about Devlen's disappearance?"
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 24, 2005 0:54:19 GMT
*She looks at Kit smiling.* "I don't believe we have been called here about Devlen. This is about the upcoming war. Correct me if I am wrong, Ranka."
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Post by Jedi Master Kael Caivera on Mar 24, 2005 1:04:19 GMT
"I know but i knew devlen too and his dissapearance just piqued my interest... its ok if you dont want to talk about it i just wanted basics. So... do you know anything about the coming fight Ranka?"
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Post by Veran on Mar 24, 2005 1:09:15 GMT
"You are correct in your words Kyra, I would insult myself into correcting them further. I felt throughout the force though, that you have somehow obtained the knowledge about what is to come..."
Ranka drinks some of his tea into fluent movements both as he takes the cup and place it back where it was.
"This mind probing was effective, very effective indeed. I was hoping she could put some light into this puzzle which only seems to get more complex as the days pass..."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 24, 2005 1:14:51 GMT
*Her smile fades and her face grows pale as she recalls the images in her mind. She can hear the screams in her head and she shuts her eyes. Her hand shakes as she brings the cup to her lips for a sip. She puts it down and forces a smile on her face looking back to Ranka. The color seems to come back slowly to her cheeks.*
"And how did you know of this incident? I have not even told the council of these matters."
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