Ask Dathomir Nightmares

[Roman Antilles]

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Taking a cup full of cold water, Roman puddled it in his hands before splashing it against his pale white cheeks. The wet hands provided enough lubrication as he ran them through the course of his dangled golden locks to add some moisture to his dried hair. "Perhaps I need to visit a stylist soon enough.." He thought to himself, before draping the black cloak over his shoulder and settling on the unwelcoming stone crest. The prison cell he was in was not up to any standards to say the least, a fate far different than the upper middle class upbringing he had been accustomed to. However, in the years to past, the legionnaire had ventured on his own with the path of darkness as slight shards of corruption ate away at his once handsome face.

Seems theft was punished more harshly than he imagined, an entaglment with law enforcing agencies had forced him to withdraw his red lightsaber and thus place him into custody. Chains clanged around his wrists as he glanced upwards into the darkened hallways, an abyss which he had claimed home in the last few weeks. He smirked lightly and rested his head against the wall, eyes drifting upwards to collect back in thought. His mother, he wondered, what would she be doing at this time? Was she thinking of him or had the past 7 years made her forget his memory.

The sound of footsteps near the cell alerted him however, a smirk coming to the face as he lofted a brow and asked. "What took you so long?"

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[Percius Anzag]

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Percius Anzag walked down the gloomy hallways in a stealthy fashion, keeping his presence minimalized within his visit to the dingy Dathomiran prison. The place was absolutely filthy, with a rancid stench of death and rot. He couldn’t believe that a law agency would withhold a holding facility of such disrepair. He came in the dead of night during his visit to the planet, both curiosity and a desire to accomplish a deed drew him here. Throughout his searches, he didn’t come upon that many guards nor prisoners, at least any that were awake or alive. The place seemed to be abandoned at night.

Eventually he came upon a barred cell with the dark side tingling from it. A smirk grew against his firm pale face as he approached then peered into the bars, hearing a voice call to him. His smirk grew wider as he sensed a fellow Legionnaire inside the cell. ”Congratulations... you are being rescued..” he said slyly as he began to tap into the force, concentrating as he began bend the metal bars outward forming a sizable gap for him to fit through. He entered the cell quietly as he came upon the appearance of Roman. Bound by his wrists by iron, he would draw his lightsaber, a crimson red glow emitting throughout the cell as he slashed the chains binding his wrists in quick motion. He stood calmly above Roman as he deignited his saber. “This place is quite poor for a police owned detention facility , don’t you think?”he asked as he waited for Roman to stand before him.

@Faded

 

[Roman Antilles]

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Roman lifted his arms upwards as the slash descended, allowing the plasma weapon to sear through the chains holding him in bondage. The metal clanged upon the ground, sizzling from the heat as he chuckled lightly and stood to his full height. "I figured you were held up making your way inside, it seems they remodeled the prison, more corridors.." He said, moving towards the side of the prison cell as he grabbed his cloak and draped it over his shoulders. "The guards have my armor and lightsaber..." He spoke firmly, moving out of the hole his partner had created in the metal bars and silently creeping along the dark laced hallway. Eyes studied the adjacent wings carefully, ears picking up through the force a set of footsteps moving in sauntered, slow paces.

Sinister grin laced upon Roman's face as he turned towards Percius and nodded, knowing full well the comrade at arms would understand what would be next. Darting forwards, he utilized the power of darkness to cloak his body, bending the rays of light around his figure and rendering him nothing but a shimmer of blurry lines. The Guard was startled at first before he narrowly glanced upon the wraith standing before him.

"BLa-" The guard was about to yell before Roman's hand engulfed his throat and mouth, sending a waft of blue electricity into his flesh to burn insides and skin asunder. The smell of burnt corpse was fumigating, but the Sith grabbed it and dragged it off to the corner, rummaging through whatever remained of its clothings to yield a few keys and credits. "Lets go.." He said, speaking to Percius.

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[Percius Anzag]

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Percius watched as his new comrade Roman was freed from his chains and rose, immediately darkness coming from behind his eyes. It excited Percius that he had committed a crime and assisted a Legionnaire with escape. He would follow beside Roman as he murdered an unsuspecting guard with a deadly force of lightning. The Sith smirked as he saw no hesitation nor exhaust from his incarceration. As he pillaged the guard for some credits and keys, he noted remembering where the armory was as he entered the prison. “I found the armory on the way here.. it’s to the right and down the hall..” he said as he gestured to the hallway near their right. He would lead the way to it as he kept his senses on high alert, careful to not alert any sleeping guards or detectors. The force would partially assist in keeping him cloaked as darkness surrounded his presence.

Soon enough, he would find the armory, which he would open the door as silently as he could and peer inside. What he caught sight of were a group inactive security droids. He smirked as he took out his lightsaber, ready to ignite it.

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[Roman Antilles]

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Taking the security key, he followed Percius down the hall as they bypassed several guards and security droids that were not keeping notice on their advance through the darkened corridors. Roman inserted the key into its door mechanism, a series of LED lights blinking across the frame as the panel slid open to reveal the armory to the two Legionnaires. Trio of security droids inactive previously now hummed to life as their metallic bodies rose to their full height with red eyes gleaming towards to the two Sith. Roman tilted his head and chuckled, currently unarmed though yet displaying no sense of hesitation or concern evident in his posture.

Left hand curled into a claw like formation, locus of force energies culminating in his grasp as he drew the dark side to his favor and then unleashed a column of telekinetic power towards their opponents. The Droids hurled backwards while Roman sidestepped towards his left, a cackle of lightning encompassing the surface of his left hand as a warning for the security personnel to second guess their charge. His attack however, would leave enough opportunity for Percius to strike.

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