Talik Kru
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 14, 2018
- Messages
- 79
- Reaction score
- 38
Leaving the Cantina after having seen the death of the Empress, it was the sight of the woman at the capitol building cutting the flag in two with the blue lightsaber, declaring the return of the Jedi , that had made Talik leave the bar. It was the sight of Allerius among the respondents that made her steal a speedster and rush toward the battle rather than away.
Along the way she recorded a message from the comm of the speedster and sent it off to the secret address of the intelligence operative. Should her partner survive this day, he would find her message upon returning home to Alderaan. It would contain instructions for him to take her Lyaer’tsa from her room, the pass code provided, and there in the spear shaft of her people he would find written on parchment paper the intent of her actions here today. Yes, her escape from the Republica was coming much sooner than expected, but it was hardly a last minute decision on her part. It hardly mattered if she survived today, he would know the depth of her resolve and could never deny its truth.
By the time she arrived at the scene of the battle things had progressed even further. Death was raining down from the Basilisk and already large portions of the area had been destroyed. Hoping off the speedster, she ignited her saber and drove it down into the communication device melting its circuitry and memory chips beyond recognition. Katress had trained her well; leave no footprint. The pointlessness of that hardly even registered, it was just second nature to her now. Clad just in her crop top and skirt, for Katress had been supposed to join her for drinks while they watched the Kaggath together; she wondered if he even knew his precious Empress was now dead.
Evading death being her primary focus, she had considered the best way to make contact with the Jedi. Mostly she knew she would just have to wing it for the variables were too many, the outcomes too changeable. Keeping in mind all the events that had happened in her life to bring her to this moment fueled her with a hatred that was unlike any other. The death of her Master at his hands, the restraining collar upon her neck, the enforced Sith training...the reeducation to ensure that the heretical teachings of her master had not taken root...everything fed her unbridled rage. And yet it was his very tutelage that permitted her to harness that power rather than to succumb to the fury in order to enact her will upon the force. Rather than a mindless beast she was in control beyond even the cloying jubilation that submerging herself in the darkness could bring. Closing her eyes she sank down into that raging torrent seeking for the object of her torment.
With a snap of her eyelids, she turned her head knowing without a doubt that he lay in that direction. I am coming for you Allerius. Can you feel that?
@Lazy Swordsman @Rom @Wit @Phoenix @Faster Than Light @Arclight
Along the way she recorded a message from the comm of the speedster and sent it off to the secret address of the intelligence operative. Should her partner survive this day, he would find her message upon returning home to Alderaan. It would contain instructions for him to take her Lyaer’tsa from her room, the pass code provided, and there in the spear shaft of her people he would find written on parchment paper the intent of her actions here today. Yes, her escape from the Republica was coming much sooner than expected, but it was hardly a last minute decision on her part. It hardly mattered if she survived today, he would know the depth of her resolve and could never deny its truth.
By the time she arrived at the scene of the battle things had progressed even further. Death was raining down from the Basilisk and already large portions of the area had been destroyed. Hoping off the speedster, she ignited her saber and drove it down into the communication device melting its circuitry and memory chips beyond recognition. Katress had trained her well; leave no footprint. The pointlessness of that hardly even registered, it was just second nature to her now. Clad just in her crop top and skirt, for Katress had been supposed to join her for drinks while they watched the Kaggath together; she wondered if he even knew his precious Empress was now dead.
Evading death being her primary focus, she had considered the best way to make contact with the Jedi. Mostly she knew she would just have to wing it for the variables were too many, the outcomes too changeable. Keeping in mind all the events that had happened in her life to bring her to this moment fueled her with a hatred that was unlike any other. The death of her Master at his hands, the restraining collar upon her neck, the enforced Sith training...the reeducation to ensure that the heretical teachings of her master had not taken root...everything fed her unbridled rage. And yet it was his very tutelage that permitted her to harness that power rather than to succumb to the fury in order to enact her will upon the force. Rather than a mindless beast she was in control beyond even the cloying jubilation that submerging herself in the darkness could bring. Closing her eyes she sank down into that raging torrent seeking for the object of her torment.
With a snap of her eyelids, she turned her head knowing without a doubt that he lay in that direction. I am coming for you Allerius. Can you feel that?
@Lazy Swordsman @Rom @Wit @Phoenix @Faster Than Light @Arclight