Jacen walked arround the temple observing the crystals that formed there, there were only blue and green crystals, but it was still a sight to see. jacen grabbed a crystal that seemed particularily different to him, and pulled it from the formation, he also grabbed others, incase he needed it in the future
She was smiling the whole way, but once the door shut behind them her expression changed. She was full of rage. Her eyes were cold and hateful. She turned on him, grabbed his throat, and slammed him back against the nearest wall. "You planned taking me away from Jacen?! So what now, hm?! Are you going to tourture me? Use me to draw Jacen here?! Huh?!" Her hand was shaking. Her grip wasn't tight on his neck.
"Ugh!" He emitted a whimper as he hit the wall, not having expected the sudden attack. "Satan- uhk.. I didn't plan that part, I was just there to get Jacen to join us, but there is too much... between us, our... malice blinded us both." He struggled to breath in enough air to talk, offering up no offence, just letting her vent her hate.
She loosened her grip a little. For what seemed like forever, she just stared at him. She was trying to descide if she believed him or not. Soon, shed sigh and let her hand fall from his neck. She bowed her head and moved to sit on the bed. She couldn't look at him. She was ashamed. "Youre not telling me the whole story. But that will come in time... I'm sorry Daran."
~kk~
jacen finsished with what he came here to do started to head back to the shuttle with the 5 others at his side
"jakar, rusur and takur, good news your coming back with me, we need all the skill we can get," jacen told them, and noticed the great jow streak across takur's face who hated the cold.
"seems almost like a waste, are those crystals that important swetie?" joker asked juno silently, who nodded in response
"they are pretty much the main component in our blades darling" juno said with an almost bubbly tone, which was rare for her, if takur and rusur were coming back, then this must mean jacen is re-organsing the 7, and will need replacement 2. but most of all she missed Kara and Squab, and is excited to see them.
Originally posted by DangerousBeautyThe coughed as his lungs filed with air and he placed a hand on his neck. He had to blink back sparks flying across his vision, and when he was ready he gazed at Satana's bowed head. "Do not be sorry for... me, I am not exactly the most trust worthy person, not in your eyes anyway." He eased himself forward, and sat down beside her, but far enough away do as to not crowd her.
She loosened her grip a little. For what seemed like forever, she just stared at him. She was trying to descide if she believed him or not. Soon, shed sigh and let her hand fall from his neck. She bowed her head and moved to sit on the bed. She couldn't look at him. She was ashamed. "Youre not telling me the whole story. But that will come in time... I'm sorry Daran."
He pressing her to him, and placed his lips on her hair. He could catch the scent of her hair and the hair soaps she had used most recently. He kissed her hair. "Q'Anila and Banis had a mental war with me being the battle ground. Q'Anila has gone back into hiding, mumbling about some great evil approaching us..." he gesticulated with his hand, to show that he ment the word us in the blandest posible term to encompass everything in the galaxy, although Satana couldn't see it "...and Banis, well I..." His voice faded.
((I don't know it is left open so she can come back... I have no idea if she is alive or dead.))
Daran closed his eyes, slowly shaking his head. "I don't know. I don't know!"
Flash back
Originally posted by Jedireaper
One year agoDarth Sear strode into the throne room, black cape fluttering as he walked, each stride echoing throughout the room. He continued forward several dozen meters to a raised pedestal. A chair was turned away from him, facing out a spider-webbed view port. As he reached the raised section he stopped, and bowed with a slight hesitation.
"Your thoughts betray you, your feelings are clear to me, Lord Sear." Hissed a voice from beyond view, though Sear knew this person very well. There was a slight pause as the chair turned to face Sear. "Darran Trist." Beyond was a woman, a mask covered her face, of a battle injury that very few people knew of besides the man that kneeled before her. "I know why you are here, my Apprentice." The woman smiled from beneath the mask. "And I cannot allow it. It is only natural for an apprentice to challenge that master however, I do not deem you ready for the tasks that you will face."
Sear snarled, his eyes darting left and right as from out of the shadows stepped several dozen Black Hole Stormtroopers. Their blaster rifles levelled at him. While he was entirely sure he could easily defeat the the specialist troopers. It was not however his concern. Darth Banis was. His ruby blade sprang fourth, humming to life with feverish intensity. The light from the weapon was reflected in the polarised lenses of the soldiers who did not budge from their positions backing him into a corner so to speak. Sear glared into the eyes behind the mask.
"I see you will not back down. Very well." Banis sighed. "I believe you are stronger, and can become far stronger. I however do not believe that your time is now." Another blade hummed to life. This one also red.
"Then I guess, I have to do what I must."
Banis activated her second blade. "Indeed." She leaped through the air and was slashing in at Daran, but he quickly side-stepped the charge swinging his blade around at her back. She leaped away...
He told her what had happened, in the end he hugged her. "I had to do it." He said.
((I'm leaving it totally open))