Sith Wars Episode I: Rising of the Dark Alliance

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((One night's sleep, eight hours and a $#!T load of Zs))

The single Red giant roze from beyond the horizon, its peircing glare and the deadly radiations it emitted weakened to a safe level by use of the ozone. Many insects and local wildlife sounded the coming day with a raucous cascade of sound, the air still smelt of rain and decaying plant matter.

Ala'ii had not slept at all for the night, meditating recharged the body immensely and broadened the mind, she hated doing as it made her feel like one of the Jedi, the feeling of being bound to an ideal made her shiver in digust. She found herself in requirement of meditation, the recent events led her to that requirement...

She left her room, it was remote fromm the rest and she requested solitude the night before. Ala'ii felt out casually with the force as she walked by each consecutive room that the Jedi stayed in, and finally entered the one she was searching for...

It too was inhabited by only one patron, the young Jedi-girl, Elli was the one she wished to speak to, about something they both needed...

Elli's head shot up as she sensed the presence of another outside the room. Tentatively, she walked up to the door, putting her hand against the cold metal. Backing away, she used the force to open it, not wanting to be to close, just in case. Her eyes searched the newcomer, the woman who had led the Jedi to the landing pad.
She bowed deeply in respect, then stood aside to let her in if she wished.

"There is something that we are both in requirement, that I have been meaning to ask you..." She began, very unceremoniously, "...it's just that, I've never even considered this for one moment, ever. I really have no idea how to best convey this so I'll just say it now..." she heaved a large and slightly painful sigh, "What would be you answer if I offered to train you, it wouldn't be of the Jedi arts but it allows you to chose your path. Now, I am no master, you don't have to call me as such, just as a friend teaches his secrets!"

She finished, but was now blushing (if it could be noticed though her skin) rather profoundly, her face felt like it was on fire.

"So, what'll it be?" she asked again, a childish smile on her face now...

Elli blinked, unable to hide her shock. Her cheeks flushed red, her hands working in front of her. All she could manage was a slight nod, unable to meet the womans eyes.

Why would she choose me? What do I have to stand out?

((OOC: There is still not much to say 😐 I hate short posts bored ))

~I hope this doesn't alarm you, your thoughts are as loud to me as if they were physically spoken...~

She leant forward and raised her chin to meet her eyes, ~The reason I chose you is because a connection had formed between us during my encounter with that Sith, I felt someone else add to my ability, I scared me at first; I have never experienced something like it...

she got to her feet and gazed out the windw to the rear of the room, ~Besides, you were feeling upset at the same moment as I did, it seems you influenced me at the time and tears were shed... There is a point where the connection is forged, when the apprentice teaches the master in turn; you showed me that I had a chance to be reunited with my people through guilt...

"For that, I respect and admire you" she said finally, emotion caught in her throat, "And another reason you are the one is that you are not Jedi; you may disagree, but they will not train you and you learn by personal experience without seeing through the eyes of the Jedi, as I do! None of the others will ever experience this, no matter how they tried or suffered, this is because the Jedi order is stagnant and has cracked from the inside."

She continued to stare at the rugged terrain of the view from the window for a few mor minutes before turning to leave. At the door, she said without turning, "Now is the time for the next stone to be leapt upon... my apprentice"

((OOC: Let's see how long I can drag this post out, nothin more to do bored ))

Elli's eyes shot down to her feet, her mind racing in circles. She remembered trying to help during the battle with Sorgo, but how was she to know that she was helping the very person standing before her.
She shifted her weight, unsure of whether this was good or bad. She had always wanted a master to train with, but being a kind of rebel from the order, she had never in her wildest dreams thought she would actually become a padawan learner again.
She pondered what the woman had said, trying to decipher from her words, a puzzle to be solved, but everything seemed too clear.
For Elli, everything had to be a puzzle, something that had to be sifted through to find the answer, something that was never quite clear until you she had spent hours peicing together the small details. She always noticed the obvious, but it was too obvious to care, she noticed most, the small things in between.
She looked back up, viewing the world around her in a whole new light. Someone was actually going to teach her. Finally able to except the fact, Elli almost lepted with joy, her head felt light as she walked jumped around the room. After a few minutes, she finally composed herself, trying to act like the fifteen-year-old that she was, but she couldn't hide the smile that had spread across her face.

((OOC: Man, I put some useless information in that post, and I'd bet ya a million my grammers of 😐 . . . extreme boredom. ))

((It wasn't bad and your grammer was quite good, have read it carefully and it makes sense 🙂 ))

Your move now Will-One... I acn't exactly foretell what project Z is so im kinda stuck...

OR!!!

The-Ones, you could post on an update as to what your doing now, to spice the story up a little...

((uh-oh, i think im taking over this thread, I dont want to take charge; it's still wind sister's thread... I just have an active imagination 🙂 ))

((OOC: Suggestions are loved and appreciated Aliies. A little guidance may be just what is needed. Thisis the first roleplay I have started myself anyway, I only join that of other peoples 😖))

((OOC: Ok, I feel this is a perfect time to catch up on plot and give updates on the movements of the mysterious Darth Syris. The plot seems to have shifted towards Sorgo, and I would like to start on a catchup and move on, kinda thing 😖 Oh well, the following post will be review and "the unknown" and after this, I will have triple posted 😱 ))

His eyes shot open, gleaming in the shadow his hood cast across his face. His raspy breath echoed throughout the dark chamber. His hands shook with the weight of many years, his fingers gripping the air in front of him.
Syris stood up, slowly bringing his head up to face in front of him, where another, muscular, man stood. A smile spread across his dark face as he gazed upon his master. The time was coming, it wouldn't be long now.

Master, what a. . . .surprise to see you here. What could bring you out of your warm room at this time of night?

Syris's seemingly polite inquiries fell short on the wizzened master, who had long gotten used to the fake sincerity in his words.

I have come here because of a certain senator. . . she seems to have shown up on our doorstep Syris

Syris' eyes narrowed as he listened to his master, nearly hissing the words.

And how. . .

The question is not how, Syris!! But why. Why is a senator at our doorstep? What have you failed to see!?

Syris could feel his heart beating. His master was angry, but for the first time in his life, that did not scare him. He was certain of his abilities now, but this new surprise may cause some doubt.

You wish me to speak with her?

Syris did not need an answer, a glare from his master was all that was required. He walked down the halls, his cloak billowing behind him. In the force, he was no beacon, he was no show of power, he was a cloud. . .no, he was nothing. He was a black whole in the liquid light landscape of the force.
He entered the room with the senator, recognizing her as one he had met with before. Her eyes darted around the room, stopping cold as she gazed upon the Syris' gleaming eyes.

What is it you want?

His cold metallic voice rang out shrill in the room, only causing the senator to shiver all the harder.

Its the Jedi Temple sir, it has been attacked, and we were not informed like you. . .

Forget the promise!!

Syris' voice was no longer shrill, it roared through the room, shaking the very chair the senator sat on.

Who has done this!?

I...I don't know...

Syris formed his hand into a fist, lifting the senator from her chair, pulling her closer to him.

I think you do.

His voice was softer now, almost a whisper, changing to a hiss most like that of his master's.

It was....a man..named.....S...Sorgo.

The senator sputtered, uttering the words between gasps for air that would not come. With that, Syris narrowed his eyes, releasing the limp form of the senator onto the ground. He looked down at the dead body, twisting his mouth into something that just may have been a smile.

Thank you.

He turned around and called upon a servant standing outside the door. His hands flexing next to his body, the strange smile still twisting his face.

I wish to speak with this...Sorgo. Maybe I could use him as an Ally. . .for now.

The servant backed away, nodding his head. Not in agreement, but in fear, in fear of what might happen if he denied those gleaming eyes, ever shining beneath the cloak.

((OOC: Until someone completely new joins the roleplay, I will act for Syris, sooooo, if The Ones ever posts again, and wishes to speak with Syris, I will play 😛 ))

((BTW, 'yous' all better avoid me in a force fight, man... (Fat Pizza was just on the TV 🙂) I've been RPing in another forum devoted to SW RP and dueling, I've fought Darth Revan, Nihilous. Sadly one ended in stalemate, lol... the other against Revan still rages though he just broke my nose with a rock))

((Still waiting on Will-One for his next directing post... WHAT IS PROJECT Z? is it like a soylent green type of thing?))

((OOC: There are twelve posts on this page, and none of them belong to anyone else 😖 ))

((sorry to interupt, but is it too late to sign up?))

Originally posted by lordzeb
((sorry to interupt, but is it too late to sign up?))

((It is never to late to join in, we would love to have you playing. Just PM the character application to me using the same catagories as I posted at the beginning of the roleplay. Does it make sense?))

OOC- Sorry ive been away for a few days with no internert access, but dont worry the plots about to pick up!

It was not the chiming of his commlink that woke Willan it was instead the ripple he felt in the force that seemed to be caused by the Jedi called Ala'ii. Willan answered his commlink and he heard the voice of Trangor 'Willan Kaminor, old Borry told me that you wanted to talk about Project Z'
'Yes, is it up and running yet?'
'It still lacks a vital ingrediant, a force using entity'
'All things use the force Trangor'
'Ah but I need a Force using JEDI to power Project Z'
'But Trangor that's madness, a Jedi could never survive playing the role of a battery, I wanted to tell you to reprogram it'
'Thats all very well but I have a new employer now, who is willing to pay a much larger fee'
'And who would he be?'
'A man named Syrius, not that it's any of your buissness Kaminor'
'And what are you going to do Trangor'
'Simple i'm going to honour Syrius' wish and use a Jedi as a human battery, Trangor out'
Willan silently cursed as the commlink went dead and he suddenly sensed a disturbance. he barreled through his door and through another door just as he saw a black robed figure remove the sleeping Cody from his bed and leap out the window. Willan gave chase and followed suit, destroying his commlink in the process...

Originally posted by Wind Sister
((It is never to late to join in, we would love to have you playing. Just PM the character application to me using the same catagories as I posted at the beginning of the roleplay. Does it make sense?))

((yep, thanks 😄 ))

((OOC: We have a new roleplayer, but I bet you expected that 😛. The character's name is Jenn, she is a dark jedi with red hair that is kept in braids. She uses two dual-bladed sabers so. . .yah. . .watch out 😉 Have fun lordzeb. ))

((thanks. i will 😄 ))

"Jenn," came a soft whisper. "Jenn, time to kill again."

"Master." she muttered in her sleep. She didn't want to get up, but knew if she didn't, she would be inflicted with pain. She was only in a night gown, and her hair was a mess. Jenn didn't have time to worry about her looks, and she was trying to impress no one. She got up out of her bed, and went to get her Dark Jedi robes.

Using the force, after she put her robes on, she got her two dual sided lightsabers, and attached them to her belt. She quickly combed her fiery hair, before racing out of her room. Her master wasn't going to be pleased with her. Jenn walked out into the main hall. She bowed, seeing her master.

"Why are you late, child?" asked her Master. "I sense you are troubled by the same thing as each night. That is your greatest weakness child, and you will not become a Sith that way, is that understood?"

"Master." she responded.

"We shall work on your fighting more today, child." she said to her pupil. "And maybe we can work more on the force with you child."

Her master took out a lightsaber, and ignited it, showing the traditional colour of red.

Igniting her dual lightsabers Jenn lunged at her Master, not waiting for her Master to attack. Jenn had good agility, but wasn't fast enough for her. Lightsabers clashed against one another, as Jenn had two dual sided lightsabers, her Master only had that one, and Marie still didn't stand a chance.

((more to this post later. i got to go hehehe))

Elli, too, felt a slight ripple in the force, but only slightly. Enough to catch her attention, she, as usual, plopped on the ground and closed her eyes, sensing whatever it was that caused it. But, try as she must, she could not locate the cause.
She delved deeper into the force, taking delight in its calm power, sensing her next move, rather than planning it.
As she delved deeper, her mind started to wonder. Where was she going next? Would she and her new master be a part of "Project Z" ? She had no way of seeing it herself, only time would tell.

(may I join this???)