Black Rook on Korriban (Closed)

[Triune]

*The sleek starship swoops down into the atmosphere of Korriban streaking towards the ground like a raptor diving after prey. At the last moment it pulls out to a ground level flight dodging around stone outcroppings and other such impediments. Eventually momentum is eaten up and the ship slows to a halt. Low landing legs slide out and the vessel comes to a silent stop. The canopy pops open with a hiss and Raviel emerges. Glancing around he smirks at the surroudings*

"Somehow I expected something a bit more... maudlin and dour." he slides from the vessel and stands on the surface for the first time.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She senses a disturbance...a presence....she smiles as she recognizes it.*

"Well, well....the charmer. He picked the wrong place to study."

*She coils up her whip and attaches it to the black belt around her waist and affixes her saber. She walks out of the Academy following the source of the disturbance grinning an evil grin.*

[Triune]

*He is infact studying, A remainent standing wall of some long rubbled dwelling. He isn't far from his vessel but doesn't seem entirely ill-at-ease for being on the 'Darkest Planet in the Galaxy' as Korriban is reputed to be. He runs an optic probe over the wall's base while watching on his datapad, eventualy he stops and digs into the rock with a vibro-trowel. Eventually he uproots from the near solid rock an odd piece of grey-green metal. The entire thing is no larger then a pen cap but it seems intricate despite the vedgris that covers and coats it.*

"Facinating... It's nice to know some things are true in those old archives." He seems to have no knowledge he's being.... hunted.

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She masks her presence through the Force and quietly walks up behind him. She quietly pulls off her whip and send it flying out towards his hands to make him drop what he was holding. Her eyes are narrowed at him.*

"Raviel, you've just made a huge mistake!!"

*She brings her whip back again to her side watching his reaction.*

[Triune]

*He drops the object with a yelp shaking his fingers from the whip-strike. Raviel stands and turns around to face Selae and looks at her for several moments before smiling and cocks his head to the side.*

"Black does suit you better, and I like the whip, very nice touch. A cat-o-nine-tails would have been too much but the whip just adds that perfect accent of dominance." He bows politely to her, his hands well away from his belt. "Good eventide to you, your Majesty. I trust things progress apace to suit you?"

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She glares at him and walks towards him. She grabs him by the throat and slams him against the rocks.* "When I ask for your opinion, you'll know." *She looks up at his eyes smiling while pressing his neck harder.*

*She gets close to his face and her voice turns cold.* "Why are you here? AND where is Lirreka?!!"

[Triune]

*Raviel does not fight back wincing at the impact of his back against the rocks, gurgles at the pressure on his throat. He makes a noise in attempting to answer her but finally points to her hand indicating understandable speech is not possible until she gives him air.*

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She lets him go and he falls to his feet hard. She then pushes him against the wall using her hand with the whip holding him there while leaning in close her face inches from his own. Her eyes are a dangerous icy white color.*

"SPEAK NOW!! My patience is very thin!!"

[Triune]

*Raviel sags a bit, dropping to his knees as he gasps in some much needed air though it was rather difficult to notice considering his skin tone. He rubs his neck gingerly as he looks up at her, shying back a bit from her.*


"We have been drinking a bit too much Kaff of late haven't we? Well as to the former, though you won't believe me anyway, I was here to prove or disprove an old tale I read in the archives the other day, and sure enough my little find proves the Duros were indeed here on Korriban some centuries ago. Facinating race the Duros.. Anyway as to the latter, the whereabouts of Lirreka are as usual unknown to me. I am just a gatherer of information and a deliverer of messages afterall."

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*He hears the whoosh of a saber as she brings it up near his neck*

"As a gatherer of knowledge, you contact her somehow. You'd best be talking or your head will be one of my trophies to adorn my new quarters."

*She bends down picking him up by his robes and slamming him against the wall.*

"TELL ME WHAT YOU KNOW!!!!"

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*He winces and again shies away from her rough treatment and outburst. He stays against the wall and shows no sign of moving soon.*

"Firstly I cannot contact her with what I have, secondly she wouldn't respond she'd know where I'm at and what's going on. You know her well enough she's not going to divulge anything to me... I am just a deliverer of messages."

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*She throws him away from her disgusted in him.*

"You're pathetic! You tell me what you DO know now!! What are her plans? What have you already told her? Where is my daughter?"

*Her voice grows louder and more menacing as she walks towards him while speaking*

[Triune]

*Raviel clatters to the ground sliding from her rage empowered throw, he rolls over nimbly to look up at her, a mixture of quick emotions passing through his eyes, far too quick to register.*

"Listen to yourself, listen to your anger, do you really think you can focus clearly well enough to do more then beat me? No one knows Lirreka's plans but Lirreka, not even her Daughters know all of it. I tell her what I learn, this fact or that tidbit. I do not know where your daughter is. A wildfire burns out of control destroying without purpose, a forge fire burns hotter for the control and can make weapons... Focus, M'lady, do not rage but Focus..." The last word given extra emphasis, hoping to reach through the haze of anger..

[Lady Zahra/Jules]

*Her words come forward like venom.* "I'm tired of your kind's manipulation. You don't know anything?... then you die before you can even find enough to report back. It will send a message back to the Ebon Harlot. Yes, your head upon a platter."

*She lashes out at him with a powerful blast of Force lightning while continuing to walk towards him.*

"Say goodbye to your first and last visit to Korriban, jaluk!"

[Triune]

*Raviel frowns, perhaps the first genuine emotion he's expressed today. The lightning impales his displaced double causing it to fade, He truly three feet to the right grins at her, rolls backwards into a handstand, empowered by the force he launches himself thirty feet way from her. That grin alights his face.*

"A little trick nature gave to us M'lady, we are where we aren't and aren't where we are. Had you been focusing you might have noticed the displacement of my aura and impaled me with your lightning but alas you were raging... Do you see now? I am not your equal in the force and never will be but I can stay one step beyond your reach to aggrivate you beyond all reason and reason is what you need most. Damnit Jabbress can't you see or has anger blinded even that from you?" He snaps his arm out, small silvery discs spinning so fast as to look solid streak towards her, the warping nature of their surface makes them seem to blink wildly around and seem to follow no set trajectory as they race towards her.
"Focus or be cut by one of the Sith's oldest weapon, the dancing Lanuarok!"