THE TRASH COMPACTOR (Archive Thread)

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Fiera Marzullo	Re: THE TRASH COMPACTOR (Archive Thread)	#121	[-]
Posts: 3289 (10/29/08 3:02) Wild One Deadliest Sin Schitzophrenic Matriarch Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Fingertips rubbed against her temples, the threat of a migraine ripping at the back of her skull. One by one they were seeming to flock, all with the desire to become one with their family, to marry and breed. It was peculiar, however, it had all been concerning the female Marzullos and none of the males have brought forth someone to challenge for worth of a title amid their empire. She loathed Mon Calamari - the planet she and her husbands had raged war with, a personal vendetta to have found a solace within her bloodstained hands. How dare they, mock and torment, dispel all that her mother and father had. They had gotten what they deserved. This was all too exhausting for her. She waited and waited and waited. There would be no way for her to push this male forward into proving himself by her own hand - she had been too weak since the birth of Illyria. Nevertheless, she would have to eventually appoint someone to do it.
Raine Halo	Re: THE TRASH COMPACTOR (Archive Thread)	#122	[-]
Posts: 113 (10/29/08 5:22) Ambivalent One Sith Knight Severed Soul Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	"So, you've found someone as ignorant as you are." The child thought to herself. It had been sometime since she had seen her 'mother', the one whom she pulled and ripped apart from, the other soul to her own. This was going to be an interesting, yet tragic, turn of events. For the stronger Raine had grew, so did she. And, the more people had been pulled to her, the more difficult she reuniting them would become. So, she watched from a watery grave, completely unknown to them all. She would watch and wait... assess the situation. All in a ploy to hatch the plan which had been made from her conception.
Syndell Draclau	Re: "Hidden Intentions, a Past of Promises" (Syndell, invite) :Complete:	#123	[-]
Posts: 24 (10/29/08 9:22) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Syndell watched with interest as Venge dealt with the tall sentients, her small frame coming to stand next to her Nephew. A sadistic smile crossed her lips when the Rakata supposidly in command of this group spoke of the tablets not being here. It didn't matter what species you were if you had power you would never give it up so easily. It was no surprise to Syndell that the Rakata were the same way, as such she merely stood there and watched as Venge cut them down one by pitiful one, saving two of them. Why he didn't just kill them all was beyond her. Syndell walked past the three as Venge spoke to them, stopping at the foot of one of the fallen Rakatans. Grinning she closed her eyes for but a second as her body began to change shape. It grew slightly in height as she took the form of the fallen Rakatan. Her sabers had been absorbed into her body as she bent down to pick up one of their dual staffs. Turning to face Venge Syndell spoke, her voice matching that of the Rakatan. "I do believe this will help us gain entry into their temple. Shall we go?"
Raine Marzullo	Re: THE TRASH COMPACTOR (Archive Thread)	#124	[-]
Posts: 1511 (10/30/08 5:14) Sith Master Ambivalent One Roller Disco Champ TGC Bronze Supporter Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	She couldn't breath. As his lips touched atop her hand, the curve of his thumb against her warming skin... it was all too much for the empath. Jerking her hand from him, everything he had been feeling, the calm, had rushed at her only to bombard the tensity within herself. She never remembered such things having occurred with Mikel or Sandrius. Perhaps, her senses were overworking themselves. "I've been just fine. Ehh, yeah... might as well get this over with before she releases the hounds." In her best attempt, she forced herself to smile, to no show her uneasiness over what had just happened moments before. Pivoting around, she began to descend the corridor. She felt odd, to reach out for his hand... completely the opposite of her impulsive behaviour upon Hapes when he came crashing into her seemingly perfect life. Now, she was an emotional wreckage, an empathetic coma ready to happen.
Xander Starkiller	Re: THE TRASH COMPACTOR (Archive Thread)	#125	[-]
Posts: 257 (10/30/08 6:48) Sith Lord Darth Deimos Death's Shadow Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	She jerked her hand from his and he had to admit it surprised him a bit. Had he gone a bit to far? He smiled a bit but he couldn't help feel a bit shut down but he shrugged it off. He still didn't know everything there was to know about Raine so he had to keep an open mind. She was much younger then he was, he had no problem waiting until she warmed up to him a bit more. Until then he thought to maybe keep his distance. He turned his attention to the comment about her grandmother. "Release the hounds, eh? The Lady Marzullo is that eager to send me away?" he said with a bit of a chuckle. He had heard a few things about Fiera Marzullo, the Matriarch of the Marzullo Family. She was intensely loyal to her family and had to test those who wished to marry a Marzullo especially that of the female Marzullos. He felt it was a bit to early to think marriage but he would be lying if he said he didn't think about being with her. She was beautiful, she seemed to like him, everything was in the right place maybe if he could get the approval of her grandmother it would put her more at ease. "Well let's go see her I don't want to keep her waiting," he said walking with Raine to where Fiera was.
Raine Marzullo	Re: Rogue Investigations - Case of the Hypori Factories	#126	[-]
Posts: 1515 (10/30/08 7:39) Sith Master Ambivalent One Roller Disco Champ TGC Bronze Supporter Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	"Lady Raine, we have gained clearance to dock." The message replayed into her mind as she continued forth within the factory - she worried too much over Tomere. Being advised of where to make herself, azure orbs thinned slightly. Indeed, he probably had forgotten she was to come today to discuss the next course of action. It mattered not, things happened. Casually sauntering into the room, a smirk wiped upon her lips as she watched Korran in silence. He was something all wrapped up within something else; she still did not have him figured out and perhaps for her, it was for the best. Waiting for his snappy call to end, she made her presence known as she stepped into a clear viewing. "...And what what fun is this?"
Akima Shonlar	A Macabre Rebirth ((Invite Only))	#127	[-]
Posts: 140 (10/30/08 11:36) Darth Macabre Sith Sorceress/Knight Darkness' Daughter Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Silver-blue eyes cut through the darkness like a knife through hot butter. Within these eyes was a rage so deep and cold it could snuff out the fires on any sun. Those eyes, those terrible eyes, were enraged by the image laid before them. An image they didn't remember, an image they were sure was steadily changing. Long black tresses with ivory horns erupting from the perfect darkness framed a pale face. The face possessed dark lips and behind those lips hid razor sharp teeth. The eyes didn't recognize the face before them and this angered them greatly. Akima sneered, a blast of dark energy erupting from around her. The furniture in the room that wasn't very large was knocked over or at the very least shoved several inches across the floor. She was absolutely convinced that she was changing before her very eyes. With each passing day more and more of her memories were returning to her, things were finally making sense now and now that they were she was noticing the differences in herself. The difference Malice either hadn't noticed or wasn't concerned about. Baring her teeth at the mirror once more Akima studied her uncharacteristically sharp teeth. It was true they had always been sharp compared to a human's, but now they were downright predatory. Something wasn't right with that. Also her nails were far from what she remembered. Now she possessed short talons that curved downward and where dark in color, she was sure she used to have perfectly 'normal' looking nails. What had happened to her while she was away? She wanted to know, but for the life of her she couldn't remember. Everything was different and so far from what she expected, except oddly enough for her horns. They had grown in length which was expected. Her horns would continue to grow for the duration of her life, but most likely at a much slower rate than was normal due to her human heritage. Finally her anger got the best of her and she shattered the mirror with a Force blast. She couldn't bear the sight of herself any longer. Storming from her room she wandered the corridors, her ire at her appearance fading as another annoyance rose to the surface. Since returning and gaining her memories back she hadn't felt at peace like she thought she should have. Well she had for a few days anyway, but now it was different; just like everything else in her life. At first she had been very tender with her children and now she couldn't bear to be near them for very long, she found them bothersome, not very motherly at all, and that was only the beginning of her issues. To top it off she was growing more and more irritated with Malice each day. Her husband, her love, the very thought of him set her on edge, not normal behavior at all. Something was going on and Akima was going to get to the bottom of it. She needed to talk to Malice about her strange and very irrational emotions. Perhaps he could help her determine what was going on, though the idea of asking him for help made her sick. Growling she stalked down the corridor, calling out to Malice through the Force. She didn't bother to hide her anger when she called for him either, she was in a very foul mood and more than anything wanted to get into a fight with Malice. She wanted his help, but at the same time her irrational anger toward him made her want to fight him more.
Katarine Ryiah	Re: To Understand The Future One Must Look Into The Past (Vohn) [Complete!]	#128	[-]
Posts: 1898 (10/31/08 11:47) Katarine Terran Jedi Master Fugitive Returned Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	(OOC) Sorry about that! Avatar threw me off! When Katarine heard that the master had been having dreams as well she knew more certainly they had to mean something. It was very unlikely the two would dream the same of sorts and it mean nothing. It was surprising to hear about his ancestor however. Kat did not know the story so she listened quietly while Vohn told it to her. Her family had possessed a bracelet? There must be something behind it. She doubted her blood obsessed origins would waste their time with jewelry unless it added to their prestige or wickedness. This thought worried her because the Ryiah family was notorious for their delving into the aspects of the mind. Katarines mind could not handle anymore tampering so she would have to be careful. She nodded to the dark blond haired master. "I came here in search of clues of the whereabouts of my former apprentice. His lightsaber has a Tsil crystal in it and for some reason the Force was telling me that was something to consider. I came here to the home world of the Tsil but now that I am here it feels like something is trying to push Aden from my mind. Perhaps the Force wants me to detour my quest for Aden for just a while." His next comment made her wince. Up until now she had been unable to tell anyone about what DuSang had done to her because she had been unable to disobey him. Only strengthening her mental defenses had allowed her to gain some scrap of control over her torn mentality and even now the Dark Prince could take over fully in times of great emotional stress. How could she explain that to Vohn without him suggesting she return to the Temple? If she went back they would hold her and she would be unable to help Aden. Kat had eluded enough Jedi on their search for her that they would never believe she was not guilty by some way and she couldnt allow that misunderstanding to keep her from Lothiar. She was the only one who knew Aden well enough to understand what kind of threat he was. But how did she make Vohn see that? Maybe it was time to throw caution to the wind and see where it got her. Locking her yellow speckled eyes onto his she spoke quietly but with great importance. "Master Exel the darkness you feel inside of me does not belong to me. Over a year ago my twin brother Dax Ryiah implanted the personality of his Sith bride Anastasia into my mind. She took over my conscious and controlled my body while I was forced to hide on the inner folds of my mind. Anastasia was drawn to dark powerful men and it took her no time at all to wander to Zeltros and find the estate of Avicus DuSang. She quickly took a likeing to him but he could sense she was not real. Through his help Anastasia was destroyed but not without a price. In my mind he left his own darkness that would grow in time. For months I was helpless in that mans arms. No one else mattered when Avicus entered the room and my greatest joy would be pleasing him in whatever way he wanted. This trend would have continued if I had not met my twin brother once again while I was searching for Aden. Posing as an Imperial Officer Dax was able to erase my memory for a third time and tamper with my understanding of who he was. He gained my trust and through his mental manipulation Avicus was silenced for a while. When I discovered the tampering I fled but again my safety came at a price. Both men reside in my head. Avicus I have managed to cage but its unsteady. Dax hides in a place I can not find him but he is not the only one hiding. I can sense on the very edge the weak presence of my mother Anastasia. In short I have become nothing but a walking mental playground for my evil family and DuSangs darkness. The Jedi do not know of this because it has only been recently that I could speak out against my master..." At these words Kat shook her head and winced. Her hands shot to her temples and rubbed roughly. When her voice next came it was pained. "Against DuSang I mean. Please though I beg you to forgive my impatience for again it is not the way of a Jedi but I must help Aden before he can hurt anyone else. I need your help to find whatever tragedy my family has in store for me now. The Ryiah's are obsessed with a pure bloodline and mental torture. Whatever we see in that Temple might not be real." She fell silent to look at him while she rubbed her temples and shifted on her feet. She was getting impatient and she knew that was not a good thing. If the Force wanted this of her she must take time to pursue it. She must make time for the Force.
Midnight Rapture	Re: ARCHIVE	#129	[-]
Posts: 1221 (10/31/08 1:08) Cap'n of the Knightfall Shoots the good guys Jedi Master Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	His speech was long, but heartfelt. And she was left a bit speechless for a few moments not knowing how to react to such an outpouring of emotion. Her arms uncrossed, she shrugged and began to walk. Taking a few steps away, before looking over her shoulder back at Tyen. Well, you coming then?" Short, frank, and perhaps cold in contrast to the truthfulness he just laid out to her. And though within her, she was touched and wanted with all her heart to warm up to the Jedi Knight, there was something stopping her. A barrier she just could not get through, or was it a personality trait where she just could not throw her emotions uncovered for all to see like he just did? Either way, her smile back to Tyen was less of the teasing appearance of before and more genuine. She sincerely wished him by her side too, she needed the company as much as he did. Hell, he was the only person in the world she even knew or ever met, and to lose him... was something she could not even consider.
VengeDraclau	Re: "Hidden Intentions, a Past of Promises" (Syndell, invite) :Complete:	#130	[-]
Posts: 376 (10/31/08 1:45) Sith Knight I see you as no threat Only a stepping stone Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Venge leaned up from the two lifting his foot and striking one in its cone shaped head sending it to its back. He turned and smiled at his aunt's valiant efforts to help in the situation, but she was not educated on the legendary race of the Rakatan. "Ahhh, but Syndell, you are ignorant to the ways of the Rakatan. The Temple will only open for the true essence of Rakatan. They are a race that uses spiritual energy and a ritual must be performed to open the gates which we seek to pass. Of course we could threaten the many lives of their peoples in the Takiri city and force the three elders into performing it or kill them and capture their essence to use in opening the gates. One way or another I value no lives here and the item we seek awaits us." The Knight leaned down mid stride and yanked the one still on it's knees up by the neck and pulled him stumbling towards the Temple where an array of guards awaited them. He turned back and looked at his aunt that lingered behind him. He smirked at her as she adjusted to her new form and watched what she might do to the last Rakatan that was left clenching it's face on the ground. The Elders would most certainly be at the gates of the Temple at their designated estate. Yes, Venge did know about these creatures and he knew well that they would not readily allow them entry into that Temple, but surly they felt remorse for those they lost long ago when they were almost extinct, surly they wouldn't risk that safety again for a couple said tablets that were thought to have been placed there… once upon a time.
Fiera Marzullo	Re: THE TRASH COMPACTOR (Archive Thread)	#131	[-]
Posts: 3296 (10/31/08 9:58) Wild One Deadliest Sin Schitzophrenic Matriarch Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Brows narrowed inward as her grand-daughter and her counterpart entered into the lounge; from the aura he radiated, he was true in the art of the Sith and one just as strong as her relation. Motioning a hand casually outward, the matriarch offered them a seating arrangement just in front of the chair she had been reclined in. From how they moved together, the subtle glances, Fiera had known this was no ordinary visitation. Sighing, the elder shifted in the chair, nails softly digging into the armrests. "Hello, Raine and Xander. So, Xander... what brings you to Mon Calamari?" Aquamarine eyes bore hard onto the young man; if he lied, she would know.
Xander Starkiller	Re: THE TRASH COMPACTOR (Archive Thread)	#132	[-]
Posts: 274 (11/01/08 12:01) Sith Lord Darth Deimos Death's Shadow Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Xander walked into the lounge with Raine his gaze on Fiera. She was quiet intimidating being the Matriarch but he was confident. He couldn't show weakness or fear. He had been breed to fear nothing, he had been a beast, a machine, cold calculating. He had no feeling in his youth only anger and hatred. Years later he had leveled out he no longer was the animal he had been made. Though he was young he was looking for some kind of stability and he hoped that the Lady Marzullo would allow it. He bowed his head to her and sat down across from her. She then spoke to him, asking why he had come. His silver eyes made direct contact with her eyes. "Lady Marzullo, I came to Mon Calamari to earn your approval so I can see Raine legitimately," he said in a calm clear tone showing every respect. "I hope over time to join your great family," he added. It had been true he wanted to be with Raine. His mind had been made up for a while now, he would do anything for Raine. He would go to the ends of the galaxy if it meant pleasing her. If he had to he would willingly give up his live if he could save hers. He kept his breathing steady his gaze was steady calm and collected. "I am willing to do whatever it takes," he finished.
Syndell Draclau	Re: "Hidden Intentions, a Past of Promises" (Syndell, invite) :Complete:	#133	[-]
Posts: 25 (11/01/08 12:44) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Syndell snarled at Venge as he spoke to her. Ignorant? she would have punished him for saying such a thing had they not been on a mission. She reverted back to the normal form she uses. Looking down before her the last remaining Rakatan coward, still holding his face. Syndell smiled. She would take her aggression out on this one. Reaching out a hand she wrapped the force around the Rakatan. Slowly the alien would find his body rising into the air, stopping just above Syndells head. "What a shame. Such an ancient race and yet still so foolish. You should have done as you were told...you might have just live through this day" As she finished speaking she dropped the Rakatan hard onto the ground, smashing him into the rocky surface. Syndell proceeded to do this again, and again, and again, each time sickening crunches were heard as more and more bones were shattered. Looking at the lifeless body of the Rakatan before her Syndell let a feminine laugh pass her lips before she walked past it, heading to where Venge was taking the other Rakatan. Many would die this day....and if any survived they would remember the name Draclau....they would remember the fear.
Jacen Caed	Re: Simple Paradise (Jacen)	#134	[-]
Posts: 27 (11/01/08 1:15) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Jacen walked next to Zana and realized how beautiful this city was. It was the first true time than he had noticed the area and it made him smile. "Well...when I was a kid my mother died in a speeder crash over Courscant. After that my father centered himself around his cargo business. Caed Corp., we were based out of Courscant. But with all the business the YT-2400 seemed like home to me. Caed Corp. the fastest service in this galaxy and the next." He chuckled as he remembered that. "But after a sabotaged take-off, my dad was killed and me only being 8 at the time, I wandered the galaxy." He shrugged his shoulder and looked back at her. "About a year after that I ran into a Jedi and he felt a great deal of Force in me and also the dark side. So he took me under his wing to make sure I didn't give into those impulses. Training came easy as did using the Force and not much between the time I started training and meeting you in that garden. What about you? I know you don't remember much but is there anything you've started to remember since Kessel?" He smiled again as he looked into her eyes and remembered the first time he saw her.
Katarine Ryiah	When Two Become One (Marck)	#135	[-]
Posts: 1905 (11/01/08 10:39) Katarine Terran Jedi Master Fugitive Returned Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	That place…is strong with the dark side of the Force." "What's in there?" "Only what you take with you." -Yoda and Luke Skywalker Location: Dagobah "Dark Side Cave" Time: Present The wet marshy terrain surrounded the still form of Jedi Knight Katarine Ryiah. The young slender woman lay face down in the wet grass allowing the murky water to seep into her clothes and hair. Her face was caked with the pungent mud from the moist planet giving her grey skin an even darker tint. For several moments she lay there without movement. Her body only rose softly with the shallow release of carbon dioxide and intake of oxygen. An eerie sound blasted through the swamp from overhead and the woman stirred. She sat up slowly and attempted to wipe the mud out of her face, revealing yellow speckled eyes and a sickly face. Katarine Ryiah no longer looked like the beautiful young woman she had been on her wedding day. Her skin was dull and gray and her eyes were yellowed like dying flesh. Her muddy fingers left trail across her hallow cheeks and added to the dirt matting her dark hair. She looked around the planet in confusion. She had never visited this place but she certainly knew where it was. Why was she on Dagobah? The last thing she remembered was plotting a course for Tespir III in hopes of revisiting the droid factory Aden Lothiars family had built. The path to her former padawan had grown cold and Katarine was running on whims to find the man she so desperately sought. Again the eerie sound blasted from above causing her to glance at the sky. She squinted as she realized there was a dome around her. Was she in a cave? Confusion rang forth in her head as she tried to pull herself to a standing position. How long had she been here? How had she even gotten here? Her leg bones cracked with the effort of standing as oxygen rushed back into her cartilage. Kat wobbled for a second and fell sideways only to run into a wall. Wherever she was it certainly looked like a cave. She paused for a moment to gain her balance and took a few steps forward only to stumble again. This time however it was not because of her stiff legs. Kat had tripped over something laying on the wet ground. She bent down and fumbled in the darkness and gasped in horror as her hands traced over lips, a nose, and eyes. There was someone in the cave with her! With haste she fumbled at her waist for the utility belt she always carried around her hips. Fortune smiled upon her as she found it and produced a glowstick from one of the pouches. Activating the light source Katarine let the light fall over her company and felt her stomach churn. Lying on the cave floor was none other than her fellow Jedi Knight Marck Vallen. The confusion in her mind intensified. What had she done? She couldn't remember meeting up with Marck let alone bringing him to Dagobah. Horror set in as she realized that the darkness in her mind must have taken control of her body. Had she attacked Marck? Was he here against his will? Was he even alive? Panic contorted her face as she dropped roughly to her knees and shook the man. Tears flooded from her frightened sickly eyes as she tried to wake him with desperation. "Marck! Marck wake up! Please! Please wake up! I'm so sorry! Marck can you hear me? Wake up!" Without thinking Kat automatically reached for her fellow Jedi in the Force. As soon as she made contact pain exploded in her temples and she let go of him as her hands shot to her head. The scream that pierced the silent cave echoed off the walls and ground as Katarine howled in agony. She shut her eyes tightly against the torment and dug her nails into her skull producing little trickles of blood that ran onto her already dirty face. If Marck Vallen knew how to sleep through that he could become a millionaire selling sleep aides to insomniacs... (OOC) will edit should Marck wish it. Last Edited By: Katarine Ryiah 11/01/08 10:46. Edited 1 times.
Marck Vallen	Re: When Two Become One (Marck)	#136	[-]
Posts: 2674 (11/02/08 1:45) Jedi Master Shining Light Empathic Healer Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	OOC: It's fine by me Kat. Sorry about my post, I know its not the best writing, and hopefully gets better. It had been the perfect day to get out of the Temple and find his center. Lately that hadn't been an easy task, he was finding that with recent personal events his own emotions were getting in the way. His meditations had been anything but peaceful and centering as they had been in the past, instead they brought up images of people he loved and lost. Still in the last few days it had gotten better, gotten easier to listen to the song of the Force and find his peace. Today the Force felt different though. There was something on the horizon, something coming for him. Still he trusted the will of the Force, and that he was in the right place at the right time. Even though he knew something was coming he still didn't know what and hadn't been prepared for the glancing blow that had gotten him. He hadn't even felt her presence in the Force, which was weird. Marck could feel every Jedi on the planet, those that he knew their presence was even stronger. Yet Katarine Ryiah a Jedi Marck knew well had approached him without even a whisper in the Force to alert him she was on the planet, and had managed to knock him out cold on top of that. For a moment Marck feared that the rumours of her fall to the Darkside had been true, yet his heart wouldn't allow him to believe that was the case. As Marck's mind began to come back into a functioning state he could feel the change in the Force, he was no longer on Corellia. The Force signature was very different, yet it was still familiar to him. The more conscious he became the more he realised where he was, the one planet he swore he would never go back to, Dagobah. As Marck tried to move he could hear Katarine calling to him, but his body wouldn't respond to his will. There was something blocking him from getting up, from calling out to her. He could feel it surging in his veins, he had been drugged with a neural toxin. It wasn't enough to kill him, but it would leave him paralyzed for several hours till his body and Jedi healing powers could reverse the damage. It was in that moment that Marck felt Katarine reach out for his mind. His first instinct was to block her out, if she had done this to him she may intent mental harm to him as well. As her thoughts grew closer though he could feel them, the different minds that existed within her, the dark presences that threatened to destroy her. Was that why he was here? Had she brought him here to free her of them? Or had one of those presences brought him here because they knew Marck had the power to destroy Katarine and allow one of those receive personalities to take complete control permanently? Deciding the best way to find out was to trust that it was Katarine that wanted his help Marck allowed his defences to fall and for Katarine to enter. As their minds touched an explosion of mental energies overwhelmed him, if not for the neural toxin he would imagine it would have been extremely painful. As the energy washed through his mind he realised what was happening. They were in the famous Dark Side Cave, its power combined with Katarine's and his own was creating a mental realm. Marck had encounter something like this before battling a Sith, but never this intense. As he became freed of his caporal form and claimed his place in the mental realm Marck was finally able to move and felt normal, even though he knew he wasn't even in his own body let alone anywhere near normal. "Kat?" Marck called out hoping he could finally find out what was going on. "are you there?"
Katarine Ryiah	Re: When Two Become One (Marck)	#137	[-]
Posts: 1906 (11/02/08 11:21) Katarine Terran Jedi Master Fugitive Returned Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	When the voice of the other Jedi reached her ears Kat whirled around to try and see the speaker. Shock rested over her face for half a second as she looked at his body which was still laying unconscious on the floor. She backed away from him, still shuddering with the pain the mental contact had caused. His lips were not moving and yet she knew it had been his voice she had heard. What was going on? Again his voice sounded asking if she was there and Kat watched as the Knights lips remained still. It took her several moments in her confusion to realize his voice was not echoing off the walls of the cave. Marck was contacting her in the Force but Kat didn't dare reach for him again. She had no idea if the agony that had washed over her affected him as well. She cried out into the cave, "Marck I'm sorry. I don't know why we are here." Her voice echoed around the walls. Wherever he was he probably couldnt hear her. That's impossible though! He's right there! Frustration overwhelmed her as she sank to a sitting position and stared at his unconscious form. Was he dead? Is that how he could speak to her? Had she killed him? She pushed that thought as far to the back of her mind as she could. She didn't even want to consider that she would kill a fellow Knight. Besides she could clearly see his body moving as his lungs pumped to keep oxygenated blood circulating. If he were dead he would not be breathing. She took a deep breath and again she reached for him in the Force, only to have the same mind numbing agony wash over her. She grabbed her head and pulled on her hair, trying to mentally will the pain to cease. Jedi were above pain but Kat had never felt anything this intense before. The frustration set in again as tears leaked down her cheeks and she screamed out, "Why does it hurt to reach for you in the Force?" "Because he isn't physically with you Katarine. Marck Vallen exists in your mind." The dark voice that so greatly resembled the Dark Prince's sounded in the back of her mind. Kat's frustration was replaced with anger. She wanted nothing more then to ignore DuSang's little dark minion but she knew deep down it might have a point. However Marck existed in this cave it wasn't physical. She glanced at his body again. Slowly she crawled over to it and took the Knights limp hand in her own. She looked at his sleeping face for a moment before closing her eyes and concentrating on the mental shields she had worked her whole life to develop. Using the Force she pressed on their weak points, slowly chiseling away at them until they were no more. For the first time in her entire life Kat opened her mind completely. Her body fell limp and lifeless next to Marck's while she claimed her place in the mental realm just like he had. When Kat appeared several dark shadows appeared with her but they dashed out of sight before she could look at them. She ignored this in order to find Marck. This time when she looked around she seen him awake and standing. "Marck I'm so sorry. I don't know why I brought you here. It wasn't me. I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen."
Malice Draclau	Re: Improved Forging(Malice/Invite)	#138	[-]
Posts: 5740 (11/02/08 2:06) Sith Master High Sith Priest Grand Poop Sculptor Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Malices shuttle entered the hanger of the destroyer, coming to a landing amongst several other vessels. Turning off the systems Malice stood from his seat, his attention falling upon the five priests that had accompanied him. Stay with the ship. Wait for our call if further assistance is needed "Yes Lord Draclau" Krenos spoke, bowing his head along with the others. Exiting the shuttle, Malice was greeted by Reyvens welcoming committee. Nodding his head as a greeting he followed the group he was lead to where Reyven awaited him. Through the force Malice could sense the knight. It had been sometime since he had last seen Reyven, and Malice could sense the change within him, he had gotten stronger. Perhaps, Malice thought, Reyven was ready to receive more knowledge of the Force....of the old ways. Malice had made him weapons and armor using alchemy and sorcery.....Reyven could want more things made, or learn how to do it himself. He would simply have to wait and see what the reason for him being called here was.
Marck Vallen	Re: When Two Become One (Marck)	#139	[-]
Posts: 2675 (11/02/08 2:12) Jedi Master Shining Light Empathic Healer Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Marck was relieved when he finally saw Kat, not only that but the aura of pure untainted light she had around her. It was a relief to know she hadn't fallen to the darkside, that said though the darkside influence that tormented her soul was still there. The different minds he had felt earlier were now running around the mental realm, and if either Kat or himself were killed here they would be free to claim their bodies. "Kat don't worry about that I think I understand what's going on here," Marck said calmly offering his friend a hug. "I'm afraid we are in great danger though."
Malice Draclau	Re: A Macabre Rebirth ((Invite Only))	#140	[-]
Posts: 5741 (11/02/08 2:13) Sith Master High Sith Priest Grand Poop Sculptor Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Malice had been with the children most of the day, playing with them and watching as they showed him the new tricks they were learning in their training with Raine Marzullo. Malice was still hesitant on letting a Marzullo train his children, especially one that he was not on good terms with, yet so far she was proving to be a good asset to them. Both Samael and Naphira liked Raine so Malice would tolerate her as their Master for the time being. Things on Thyferra were going as planned and urnning smoothly. With Tris handling the affairs today it left Malice the free-time to spend with his children. He would be with Akima, but more and more these past several weeks since her return Malice could sense something different about her. Her attitude, the way she carried herself, even the way she acted towards him and the children was different. Malice couldn't place what it was....but Akima was changing. He heard her call through the force, as well as sensed her outburst of frustration and anger moments before hand. Shooing the children off to go play somewhere else Malice reached out to her. (Akima....we are in training room 16D with the children. We have sent them away.....what is the matter?) Malice was hoping everything was alright. She still had yet to fully recover all her lost memories....hopefully she was coming to tell him she remembered more, maybe about what had happened to her that caused her to lose her memory.

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