Particle Evolution

[Apex]

Amplifying one's power was never an easy task - tracking down the means and teachings to do it was sometimes even harder. The Anzat's black cloak dragged on the steel ramp of the transport, which was high tech, but not obviously Sith or Empire to make traveling more hassle free. Inside the transport vessel, he brought down his hood and let his black hair roam free. His eyes had to adjust to the brightness of the transport's interior - it was all white and very bright, reminiscent of some decoration trend which faded out long ago. He made his way towards the cockpit and sat down in the pilot's seat. He needed to track down some of Plagueis' teachings. The best way to find some of these teachings from the ambiguous figure would be to follow the history of Palpatine - Darth Sidious, Palgueis' apprentice. Naboo would be the logical first choice to search for holocrons from Sidious. Zergo turned his attention to the control board before him. All systems were a go. While this quest would be a tricky and lengthy one, Zergo was confident that it would pay off with some valuable knowledge - and power.

 

[Apex]

The steel ramp leading into the transport was slowly retracted inwards as the ship lifted off into the Korriban desert, it's thrusters spewing up trails of sand and debris which littered the ground around the Sith Academy. Zergo felt himself get pushed back into his seat as he increased the throttle to burst into the upper portions of Korriban's atmosphere. Although more distant now, he could still feel the inherent power pulsating off of Korriban. It was calling for him, teasing him, and making his soul more dark than the one which once served the Jedi and the Republic. But, he was only leaving this Bastion of power and darkness for a little while. He needed the holocron to improve his knowledge and philosophy - to give him a basis to develop in the force. The transport began to burst into the blackness of space, and punched in the coordinates for Naboo.

 

[Apex]

Zergo eyes locked on Naboo as his ship roared out of hyperspace. He was searching for some teachings from Darth Plagueis - but through a secondary source, Darth Sidious. Sidious, known as Palpatine for much of his life, grew up on Naboo, and was a Senator there for quite some time. He hoped that Sidious kept some form of memoir - in the form of a holocron - documenting and discussing some of the teachings bestowed upon him from Plagueis. This trip was not necessarily about power - it was learning about a new perspective. Plagueis had the power to manipulate midichlorians. Zergo hypothesized that this could come only through a unique perspective of looking at the force. Sidious had to know this perspective as well - it would account for his great power. There had to be a way of looking at the force which would make it more easily manipulated, and more readily understood.

Zergo increased the power to the vehicle's thrusters as he began to enter Naboo's atmosphere. He set the coordinates for the capital city, Theed, and would arrive shortly. His heart was beating fast in anticipation. If he found a holocron... it would do much for his power, and perhaps prestige as well.

 

[Apex]

Zergo touched the ship down in a public hangar. The young Anzat walked down the ramp as it extended out, bringing up the hood of his cloak to cover his head from the warmth of the sun beating down upon him. He wrapped his body in the cloak, covering up his lightsaber (still in possession from the time he was a Jedi - he would not make a new one until a Sith deemed him worthy, or until he deemed himself worthy), and made his way to the hangar office to register his craft and pay the docking dues. Zergo let his hood down as he entered the office, and approached the counter, slapped his dues and papers down on the counter, and stared at the woman in the eye. She's weak, he thought, a good mate she is not. She would just pollute the gene pool. This is why we Sith will run the galaxy, because scum like this will dwell in the gallows, where they belong and have no chance of escaping.

"You know of a good cantina around here?" asked Zergo. She nodded, and directed Zergo to the nearest bar. Although not a traditional start, Zergo wanted a drink to get him going. And, drunk people in cantinas were always a wealth of information.

 

[Apex]

While Naboo was beautiful, it did not have the power, nor the simplicity, which Korriban had. While on this quest, if it was such a thing, however, Zergo would not complain. Theed was a wonderful city, and was certainly much nicer than the filth and craziness which plagued his childhood in Coruscant. The woman directed him to a rather upscale cantina - he expected much were in such a city. But his soul could not help wanting what most people called a dive - he just loved the atmosphere, and would probably end up visiting one before he left Theed.

He walked into the cantina and took a seat at the bar, and ordered a malt. He tipped the bartender, a young and flirty twi'lek, who almost reminded him of his former master. He began sipping his malt in regular intervals, and slowly went into a pseudo-meditative mode, where the only thing he focused on were the voices around him. He would take a drink every once in awhile to make himself seem ordinary. If there was anything his meditation on Korriban taught him, it was that awareness was key. One could not just sense the environment around them via the force; they also had to inwardly process it and perceive it. He did not know whether he would here something of interest or not, but he needed a starting point. And in a bar where the rich and privileged were, there would be something of interest - someone of power, who would provide the spark he needed to find this holocron, if it even existed.

 

[Gex]

Yuon seated himself not far from the Anzati. He had adorned himself with a basic leather suit, that covered his whole body, wearing a helmet as to hide his appearance from others, mostly as a way to not drag far to much attention to himself, he had been following the Anzati for some time since he left Korriban and so far undetected, but Yuon hadn't been this close, and he didn't doubt his fellow Acolyte wasn't aware of his presence or soon would be, and Yuon made no attempt to mask it, not anymore. He didn't care .. he was intrigued by why this individual was here anyway, Naboo.. of all places, so close to alliance detection.

"Playing dangerous ey? I like it, Zergo."

Yuon lifted himself from his position, moving with a simple walk over to where the Anzati was and sat down next to him at the bar. The voice synthesiser in his helmet crackling as he waved a hand at the bartender, shooing her away, not wishing to drink.

"So then, Theed? I hear it's a .. fine idilic city. But you know what that means don't you. So, I can assume you didn't come out here for the view or the drinks then?" His helmet crackled. It wasn't unusual to see someone adorned head to toe in some sort of clothing or armour, most assumed he was simply a mercenary or bounty hunter.

He didn't address his brother by his name, for his own reasons. Direct attention in these parts was stupid, and Yuon didn't wish to direct any his way. While his appearance wasn't all bad, least not since he left Korriban, he didn't wish to show it out, it made people wince, and then people asked questions and he wasn't in the mode, for questions.