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Kelly Garnier	Re: The Day the Deal Went South [PM for invite]	#1901	[-]
Posts: 2158 (12/31/08 12:03) TGC's Local Fitness Freak Run! TGC Silver Supporter Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	"But of course" Kelly had been sent to do her husband's bidding because he was busy. He was always way to busy in her opinion. She had no problem with going to see Yalin again and taking care of this business deal. It would get her mind off of everything that was going on in her personal life at least for a couple of hours. The only real problem with the whole thing was that Alaan accompanied her as her body guard. She personally liked Alaan but Kelly didn't need nor want a body guard with her. There was no way she would be able to prove herself useful and not just a pain in the neck if she wasn't allowed to do things alone. The only reason she was allowed to stay in the underworld was because of her husband. Any other person who contently got kidnapped by the Empire would have been thrown out by now. She would either have to find her place among the pirates or figure something else out soon. Reaching into her bag that was sitting right beside her she pulled out a black box which held the crystals and opened it for him to see before closing it again keeping it close to her. She had her own pistol nearby but hoped that she didn't have to use it. Kelly had always been a rather bad at shooting and normally shot the wrong person. It normally got her into big trouble but it was handy to have around. She wasn't giving him the box first. If Kelly had learned anything it was that you never give anything up first.
Darth Immortus	Re: The Burning Down (Lady Dionea)	#1902	[-]
Posts: 12484 (12/31/08 1:43) Sith Master Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Any sign of sleep deprivation, or strain whatsoever, was not apparent in Immortus' ember orbs as he stood before her, his body somehow appearing as well-coiffed as when they had begun. His long hair remained cascading down his back in a blonde wave, still braided to seemingly symmetrical perfection. Though, any sign of outward beauty was instantly killed by his palpable temperament that hung in the air as he extended his other hand to reveal a small stack of wild purple berries. They were but one of the few native plants of this region, and though they were scarce, Immortus had apparently spent most of the early hours of the morning hunting down an edible branch from the wilderness. He had eaten them himself during his long survival periods, and knew full well their rotten taste, despite their many valuable vitamins and minerals. "These are highly nutritious. Eat them, you'll need the energy," He said to his daughter, shoving his hand towards her again. The putrid smell of the berries lingered around his palm. "Hurry, there are birds about much more willing to eat than you." Immortus took one for himself, and unflinchingly bit into the fruit's juicy center. He quickly moved the berry down his throat, his senses merely ignoring the repulsive taste.
Ayreon Faraway	Re: The Day the Deal Went South [PM for invite]	#1903	[-]
Posts: 1213 (12/31/08 2:09) Crimson Elite Paragon of Evil Custom Titles Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Illegal smuggling deals were always (well, almost always) relatively well covered up from prying Imperial eyes. However, as Ayreon Farway had found with his years of Imperial service, there were exceptions to every rule. In the case of this particular deal, one that would be taking place in a rather nondescript warehouse, the intel on the side of the outlaws had gone south for the winter, and the Empire had gotten wind of this particular deal in time to verify its authenticity and even to mobilize troops to take care of the illegal activity in force. In a good old fashion bust of sorts, Ayreon had been given command of two squads of twelve storm troopers, all equipped and clothed for the proper sensitivities of the mission at hand (read: nighttime gear and armor), while Ayreon stayed in this trademarked crimson garb. What he sacrificed in visibility (hardly a factor at the moment) he gained with the reputation that the crimson regalia cast out in the middle of battle. Outside surveillance had been neutralized, and the group was ready to proceed. Ayreon stood, pressed against the determined point of entry, waiting to give the word. Minutes Earlier Gaining entry to the shuttle wasn't difficult, not when your weapon of choice sliced through the bulwarks of freighters like butter, and it was even easier when you made a profession out of moving undetected. As he snuck up on the guard Ayreon almost felt sorry for him. "Why hello there." and with a well-placed buffet at the back of the pilot's head, the shuttle was most surely grounded, as he had thought; Ayreon almost felt sorry for him. A small contingent of troops (five total) separate from the main attack force was designated to guard it while the main operation was underway. *** "Go." Shattering the windows with hurled flashbangs and gas grenades while the initial troops poured in. Blaster fire rang out; much to the guard's satisfaction. The bust of this illegitimate attempt at laissez fair had begun.
Alaan Rayved	Re: The Day the Deal Went South [PM for invite]	#1904	[-]
Posts: 58 (12/31/08 11:42) Need a gun? Got some creds? I'm your man. Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Alaan heard the windows shatter and his head snapped around to see a group of stormtroopers rushing into the warehouse. He closed his eyes as the flashbangs hit the ground, and deafening pops rang out all around him. Disoriented, but still able to see, he began shooting at the door in the hopes that it would slow the attackers down. He grabbed Mrs. Smart by the back of the neck and forced her head down out of danger as he pushed her behind nearby cargo containers. Blaster shots flew past the edge of the containers as Alaan looked around for a way out.
Emerald Chevalier	Re: Dark Nights, Darker Days (OPEN)	#1905	[-]
Posts: 110 (12/31/08 1:35) Matias Kiel, Sith Knight Gentleman Vampire TMC Praetorian Guard Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	OOC: Sorry, I had PC issues; I'll do a quick post now, so we can move on. Matias saw nothing comical out of Korran's appearance - after all, he knew the man's immense power for too well. That large scythe wasn't just to make others afraid; he would, indeed, be able to use it with both elegant movement and extreme force. What Korran said next, nonchalantly, however, surprised him. Offer him a place within their ranks? He couldn't mean….. "Master…Master Korran, am I interpreting this correctly? Are you….well, are you offering me, a Sith Disciple, a place amongst the great Affinity, rather than simply hiring me as a grunt from time to time? If so…..well Sir, I am beyond honored, and would love to be involved. If I've misinterpreted you….then I apologize, but still feel honored to be a part of your current mission."
Yalin Hawk	Re: The Day the Deal Went South [PM for invite]	#1906	[-]
Posts: 252 (12/31/08 2:35) Commodore Rebel Elite Crazy Corellian Nutcase Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Yalin heard the shatter of windows, too, and as Mr. Rayved pushed Mrs. Smart down Yalin slid sideways out of the chair and span on the balls of his feet to face the enemy. He held his breath and closed his eyes as the flashbangs went off, sparing him from their ill effects, a trick Jax had taught him.He drew his pistol as he moved, going down to one knee and bringing the large silver and black pistol up in a two-handed grip. Blaster fire flashed by him, around him, impacting the table and the floor, but he was spared. He wasn't like the unexperienced bodyguard Kelly had with her, he was fifty five years of military training and determination, condition and reactions. He preffered to stay on his ship, but that didnt mean he wasnt capable. That he didnt lead from the front, that he was helpless in a firefight. He sighted in on the bone white of the first stormtrooper who came through the door, and fired, the immense recoil of his pistol easily adjusted for and countered via his experience with this weapon. The stormtrooper took the heavy shot in the chest and was sent backwards into his comerade, knocking them both back out of the door, one with a smoking whole in his chest. He was instant action after that, quickly moving to shield Mrs. Smart and figure a way out of this. The other thugs were already dead, having been stunned by the flashbangs and shot through the windows. He looked around, trying to find a way out, as more grenades came through the shattered windows, these ones gas. "Sithspit. Hold your breath." He put words to action and held his breath, eyes watering through the gas. He aimed for the opposite wall of the small warehouse, the side which the Imperials were not shooting through, and with a quick one-two-three shot of his pistol blew out a decent chunk of the wall. "Out! Go!" He grabbed Kelly's bodyguard and threw him towards the impromtu exit, and grabbed Kelly by the arm and headed out of the still smoldering hole in the wall. "We need to get out of here, where's there a speeder??"
Reyven Samoth	Re: Improved Forging(Malice/Invite)	#1907	[-]
Posts: 433 (12/31/08 2:55) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	He nodded slowly and folded his arms behind his back. He definitely wanted to learn. It was what drove him on. Any and all power he could learn mastery over was something he went in search of until he had it down to the point where it was second nature. Alchemy would be no different. He would see to that. "Of course, Master Draclau. It's one of the most useful abilities of the Darkside. Not to mention so very few actually take time to try and learn the ability. I suppose I'm trying to prevent knowledge from being lost here as well. It is always tragic to have techniques lost to time."
Reyven Samoth	Re: Ghost Hunting (Kith/Invite)	#1908	[-]
Posts: 434 (12/31/08 3:01) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	He did as he was instructed, reaching out through the Force to feel her out. He couldn't sense her, but then again he couldn't sense an absence of her either. It was as though she didn't exist. There was no disruption in place of her, simply normality. It was impressive. He would have to learn this indeed. "I feel... continuity, I suppose? There is no interruption, simply a continued flow of the Force. While it's as though there's no one there, it's also as though there's not anyone who doesn't want it to seem like they're there either. There's nothing to draw attention." His mask shifted down as he thought on this. He wondered if there were ways around this, he would have to find some. Part of learning techniques like this was learning ways to defeat them as well. He had much to learn.
Alaan Rayved	Re: The Day the Deal Went South [PM for invite]	#1909	[-]
Posts: 59 (12/31/08 3:18) Need a gun? Got some creds? I'm your man. Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Alaan was thrust out into the action by Yalin as they made a break for a hole in the wall. Blaster shots sizzled by his head, one grazing his left shoulder. The mix of endorphins and adrenaline kicked his brain into high-gear. Alaan sprinted through the gap, squeezing of a few rounds, not expecting to hit anything, but to at least scare the stormtroopers into taking cover. He crouched behind another crate and laid down covering fire for the two others to make it across the open area. He squeezed off a couple bursts that caught one of the stormtroopers in the heart, dropping him to the ground instantly. When he felt they were to safety he sprinted the last twenty meters to the wall. "Go to the right, my shuttle is only a hundred meters away and I have a pilot there waiting to take off," he shouted through the din of the battle. Alaan skidded out of the hole in the side of the warehouse and sprinted towards the corner of the building. "STOP, STOP! Turn back!" he shouted as the stormtroopers guarding his shuttle came into view. "Go back twenty meters and down the alley on the right. There's two speeders there in case something like this happened! I'll wait at the hole and hold them off for a minute and I'll catch up later," he said while sprinting back to their makeshift exit point from the warehouse. "Mrs. Smart knows where our other extraction is, she'll show you how to get there. If I don't get there in twenty minutes, get her out of here. I have another way off this rock."
Kyle Solo	Re: Ice Effect-Infiltration (TGE,TR,Kyle,Kane)	#1910	[-]
Posts: 368 (12/31/08 3:56) Sith Knight Darth Renatus Reborn Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Kyle glanced over at Tahira, nodding slowly before bringing his gaze back to Kane. The two had an... odd past. One of friendship, betrayal... yet they shared a bond greater than any other. Both honored the other, respected them. And this was during a time in which Kane was just a mere Bounty Hunter working for the Separatists and Kyle was just a Jedi Knight at the Jedi Council. Now they were both important figures in the galaxy, spearheading several business ventures while also working for their respective factions. Kane had stepped up into the manufacturing industry, as well as working through several Underground bases while Kyle had gone into a more helpful position, rebuilding ruined locations as well as providing aid to those who recquired it. The Jedi Knight extended his hand towards the Mandolorian, shaking it. "Long time, no see, Kane. Last time I saw you was on Geonosis..." Kyle said with a slight smile. He was speaking of the time when Kyle was to be executed by the Separatists, but thanks to Kane was sent off the planet just as the Jedi arrived. He didn't know what had happened mere months earlier in which Darth Cyrus had ambushed his friend in an attempt to turn the two companies against each other. He clasped his hands behind his back as he watched the business deal unfold. It was more of Tahira's doing than his own. All Kyle did was mention that Kane could be useful in this current situation. As Tahira spoke with Kane, he looked at her... there was something about her that poked at Kyle's curiousity. Through the Force, Kyle could feel the two had a strange bond. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. He shared a bond with many in the galaxy... with Spark there was the bond that a Master and Padawan share, even though Spark had never actually trained him. With Midnight, there was the bond of love... although Kyle had not seen her in nearly 5 months. With his now deceased clone/brother, Zack Knight, there was an unique bond between Clones that few would ever feel. And with Tahira.... well, Kyle couldn't place it. He would have spoke to her about this strange connection earlier, but decided to ignore it for now. Stopping this Super Weapon was more important at the moment.
Crystal.starwarsunknown...	Re: When the Lights Go Out	#1911	[-]
Posts: 72 (12/31/08 4:00) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Hideki's choice of locations to take her to was interesting to say the least. The technology chamber was probably the last place she'd ever visit on her own. It didn't help that the place was well hidden either. As they entered she spied many at work, presumably developing the technology. Crystal looked wide eyed at everything. He told her that they build advanced stuff there and that he came there to make requests for the family every now and again. It was good to stay a step ahead. Crystal nodded, it did seem like a good idea indeed. Turning to Hideki, she asked "any suggestions on where I might begin?" Crystal generally didn't keep anything that wasn't useful to her. She was by no means a pack rat. If anything, she could walk away with everything that was important to her without carrying a bag. Not very much was irreplaceable to her, materially speaking. Her comm device and saber remained with her at all times, so other than those there wasn't much she needed to worry about.
Zildjian DeJager	Re: Smash and Grab (Pirates, TGU, TGE)	#1912	[-]
Posts: 2 (12/31/08 4:03) 2nd Lieutenant Imperial Airborne Trainee Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	On a Golan III Space Station orbiting Arkania "1, 2 ,3, 4!" Lieutenant DeJager sung to his platoon.They repeated the cadence back to him. 1st Platoon always drilled the hardest, something that DeJager's Battery commander looked at with respect. While other Imperial Army soldiers were released for the weekend, to do what ever they pleased, 1st Platoon of Aurek Battery was busy doing PT. All of the soldiers were out of their duty uniform and were wearing shorts and a T-shirt. This is how we start out our day. DeJager thought. After a 4 mile run, a few laps around the Station's inner ring, the platoon was finished. They performed some cool down stretches and were released for the showers. Unlike every other Battery in the Empire, Aurek Battery was an experimental 'airborne' Artillery battery. The program distinguished them as the Army's best and each member proudly wore a pair of airborne wings in their chest. As soon as Lt. DeJager took a step out of the shower he saw the platoon sergeant staring at him with a datapad. "Sir, there has been a medium scale alert. Aurek Battery is to mobilized for an atmospheric drop if needed." DeJager smiled. "Alright, Sergeant, Get the men ready. We got a job to do." He always enjoyed having the NCOs yell at the men, it made them like him more.
Ayreon Faraway	Re: The Day the Deal Went South [PM for invite]	#1913	[-]
Posts: 1214 (12/31/08 4:20) Crimson Elite Paragon of Evil Custom Titles Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Cornered animals often ran for the path of least resistance when they were put into dire straits; fight or flight instinct, especially in cases when the 'fight' is so heavily one-sided, would indicate that the 'flight' directive took a much larger importance in the self preservation protocol most, if not all living beings operated on. With this philosophy in mind, Ayreon waited outside the warehouse when the first of the fighting started. It wasn't that he was preserving himself, or that he wouldn't normally operate on the front lines with his men, but that he knew what kind of animal he was dealing with. The normal backwater criminal would have at least one other exit strategy, and the thoroughness of the present brigands wold guarentee that they could be tenacious enough to have multiple plans in place for just such an event, and they would be coming out of that warehouse. With the concussive blasts that came with enough firepower to blow a hole through the warehouse wall, three forms shot out of the impromptu exit. Based on the intel that was given for the deeal itself, the smart choice was to go after the fleeing pair, not necessarily the form that shot off towards the captured speeder. Unlukily for them, Ayreon was right at their exit, ready to strike and bring them to Imperial justice. Striking out with his Force Pike, Ayreon sought to catch one, if not both of the fleeing criminals with the charged weapon, stunning them and making them prime for capture....
Ayreon Faraway	Re: Smash and Grab (Pirates, TGU, TGE)	#1914	[-]
Posts: 1215 (12/31/08 5:24) Crimson Elite Paragon of Evil Custom Titles Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Ayreon was glad to see the proactive nature to which the Prefect took to defending the city; all of her actions were correct and she was taking them to the extent that someone of her station could. Now it was up to the Imperial military and the planetary defenses of Arkania and the city of Adascopolis to defend there territory, and based on the streaming reports, Ayreon had fiath that the Imperial navy was doing its job, but the deplorable work left by (ex)Captain Tiedispep had injured his faith on the planetside defense forces. As for him? His directive from high command had been to protect the prefect, who was considered a prime political asset to the Empire, at any cost. At the moment, however, the conflict was largely contained to the space around the planet and there was no imminent danger to the Prefect...Yet. Still, he wasn't sure if 'minor skirmish' was how he would catalog this. The presence of the hostile Marauder corvette was an ill omen; this wasn't a simple raid by the 'Iron Ferret' snubfighter squadron, there was a serious intent to cause damage on this world, whether it was through destruction, or 'unlawful acquiring' of Imperial property. That could mean that the attack will leave Adascopolis and the area around the prefect unharmed, and the technological sectors would find an increase in "traffic" as it were. Ayreon wasn't worried in that eventuality, the technological sectors had taken many private measures into defending their stock...But collateral damaged was always an issue, something that Ayreon would knew all too well. "....I'm not so sure, Madam Prefect."
Yalin Hawk	Re: The Day the Deal Went South [PM for invite]	#1915	[-]
Posts: 253 (12/31/08 5:25) Commodore Rebel Elite Crazy Corellian Nutcase Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Yalin ducked backwards and blocked upwards with his left forearm, the armored bracer underneath taking the swing of the force pike and absorbing it. Obviously startled by his weapon's ineffectiveness, Yalin quickly brought his pistol up and fired from the hip, aiming straight for the guard's chest at such range he couldn't possibly miss. He didnt wait to see if his shots had any affect, he simply pushed Kelly along in the direction of the landspeeder and ran after her. He called out for Alaan to follow them, not wanting to leave anyone behind in that hell hole. "Lets go Tex or you're gonna get left behind!" He jumped into the driver's seat of the speeder and started it up, the thing rising up above the ground with its repulsorlifts. He gunned it and swung back around for Alaan, flying over the spot they had just left. "Come on damnit!"
Alaan Rayved	Re: The Day the Deal Went South [PM for invite]	#1916	[-]
Posts: 60 (12/31/08 5:36) Need a gun? Got some creds? I'm your man. Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	"Lets go Tex or you're gonna get left behind!" Alaan heard Yalin shout as he was running for the speeder. Alaan took a few more shots through the hole before turning and running toward the speeder. Alaan reached into the pouch on his belt and grabbed a grenade, which he dropped in his wake as he ran from the warehouse. For once, he hoped someone was following him. Sprinting down the alleyway, he saw Yalin pull around with the speeder ahead of him. Alaan jumped onto the back of the speeder and tied himself to it using an extra ammo belt he had. A couple stormtroopers had just made their way out of the hole when the grenade went off with a magnificent orange explosion. "Punch it, let's get outta here!" he shouted to Yalin, covering their backside as they began to speed away.
Kelly Garnier	Re: The Day the Deal Went South [PM for invite]	#1917	[-]
Posts: 2159 (12/31/08 5:36) TGC's Local Fitness Freak Run! TGC Silver Supporter Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Kelly was defiantly a bad egg, every time she tried to do anything something bad happened and she always taken. This time of course everyone was focused on where she was and making sure she was safe. It drove her up the wall, she wasn't used to all the attention and Kelly wasn't exactly sure that she liked the attention she did get. She couldn't argue with them since they were being shot at. It was best to just go with the program and not get out her blaster. Kelly would do more damage with it to her friends than good. The guys pulled her out of the mess as if she was a rag doll and wasn't sure what to do with herself. She went along with them not sure what was going on but it didn't matter. They had to act fast if they were going to get out of this alive. "It's Kelly and be careful don't do anything ridiculous and get yourself killed," she screamed after Alaan as he ran back to the warehouse. He was really crazy, she never would have gone back in there but then again his job was to protect her. He was doing a pretty good so far. "Let's go!" She started to run towards where the other speeders were hoping that he was following after her. She hadn't noticed Ayreon there and ended up getting herself zapped. Kelly was very good at getting herself hurt.
Thea Hinata	Re: ARCHIVE	#1918	[-]
Posts: 188 (12/31/08 6:14) Jedi Knight Hawk's first born Daddie's girl Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Thea laughed lightly as she finished cleaning her hands. "Not all day it is only," she paused and looked at her chrono, "three hours past lunch time." she turned around and held out her hand, "You didn't read your mail or anything while I've been gone?" she was teasing, she knew he usually took care of his messages as soon as he got them. Thea grinned, "So uj cake, cafe, what do you want to do after that?" A pair of strill glided past them as they walked down the street. Thea laughed as one of them turned showing it's teeth before continuing on it's way out of town, likely for the Blaedz homestead that had been turned into a strill farm years ago. "You sure you don't want to get a strill? It would keep the critters out of the garden, I'd wager." Thea asked half in jest and half serious she'd alway been interested in the strill since she first came across them. They required little care and were long lived, almost four times that of humans. They were remarkable and intelligent. It was just getting used to their distinct smell that would take some work. She wrinkled her nose as the musky moldy smell of the strill drifted back on the breeze...
Rodo Mass	Re: Shadow Blade's Construction - TGE	#1919	[-]
Posts: 231 (12/31/08 8:30) Vigilance Commander Droid Revolutionist Metallic Imperial Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Rodo was silent for a moment, staring at Cornelo. To outward appearances, it seemed as if Rodo had merely shut down, but his mind was whirling at hyperspeed. Nothing and no one would damage his ship without full retribution, but he knew that they couldn't just outright attack the ship. They were in a dangerous situation. Even with the added security, Shadow Blade was still only in the beginning of it's construction. One shot from the pirates could destroy the ship, and everyone on board, into Kuat's sun... "Well, then, we can't allow such an attack to unfold, can we? Seeing I'm a naval officer, naval tactics don't seem to be a good option here. What would two members of the Royal Guard suggest?"
Oz Halo Marzullo	One more soul [Invite]	#1920	[-]
Posts: 426 (12/31/08 11:40) Nefarious One Power Through Evil I'm The Bad Guy Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts Report Post	Death... to the living... For years, preparations had been made and calculations adjusted. There had been no secret amid the Marzullo Empire that the one born to the parents of Zoe Marzullo and Darth Octavian, had ultimately desired the deaths of every last one of them. The accordance of aiding Deija with the fakeness to her own death had only further drove his lust for their blood. He had tracked them all, remained a perfect gentlemen of humble intent within their presence. He gathered a loose strand of allies here and there and engaged into battle ever so often. If only to make his relatives feel safer in their beds at night. Family above all else. A creed. A motto. Words he spat upon. As you saw it, your plan, a real shot in the dark... What could it have been to make one so filled with such a hatred to demand the heads of those of his own blood? That was a secret only unto himself. They had lied for him, Auron and Raine. They covered up what he did, the murder, the lifeless body of their father strewn amid the muck and the moss and the pooling of blood. So young they went into that war, raging against the betterment of judging between their mother and father. Oz would not wait. Calling, the children... Conception... And dying... Silent, but screaming Who would be ever so trusting of this nefarious beast, this bloodlusting monster? Apparently, someone no bright. So there he strode, within the youth building of the Sanctuary. Never once had his hand been arouse din anger toward their ever curious faces, their appearances mimicking their children. One more soul to the call, for all... In silence... There the rooms had been, each carved with the names of the youngest and promising of his family's lineage. Oh how they'd weep to see their eyes drawn blank, the crimson streaming from their pale and cold lips. It warmed his entire being just to think of the devastation it would cause them all. In the shadows he waited, for he would not be alone on this perilous journey. However, Oz found it rather difficult to have waited. There were those to become broken, those to die viciously by his hands, and those to live unscathed to tell the tale of the demon from their own nightmare. Comes two more souls to the call, for all... And in time.. He stirred all but once, a melody hummed from his lips as he heard their tiny voices from their chambers and their classrooms. Oh how ignorant their parents truly were. "Desdemona, my little pixie. When you're not busy, I have a little game for us to play." Through the Force he called for her, a jaunt to the tone. Three more souls to the call, they bond... Fingers reached forth, gliding against the smooth walls as Oz began a slow trek forward throughout a backwards hallway. He knew of his first target, the boy; Dragen. Son to Luna and Reyven and twin of Tiamat. Yes, what better place to start than with the toddler, the future warrior. Unknowing that four more souls to the call, won't be all, and you know it

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