Karys Narat iv-Adas

Lucifer's arrival was announced in the force like the first drop of rain before a storm mere moments before his small ship appeared out of hyperspace over Trulalis. Finally he had returned to the training ground of future...and the new temple of the sith. Much had changed his his departure for now where before only a mud pit flowed stood a dark and foreboding building, the slaves had been busy little bees. Landing in a clearing the sith lord made his way closer only to stop in his tracks when he felt the distinct presence of what appeared to be two very powerful individuals and what appeared to be a apprentice training moments before spotting them physically. Interesting one of the men seemed biologolical but something just didn't seem right...intriquing. Feeding on the dark presence of the planet the kiffar sith let his presence be known he was curious about these two having not met them before, calculating the chances he surmised they may possibly be most useful allies to his overall agenda, the force told him they were no threat however he knew not to trust that feeling entirely...everything was subject to change...everything. Approaching cautiously the sith lord made no threatening gestures as he walked the short stroll to where the two stood. Simply observing for a short period the apprentice he was reminded of his time here of his breif training before Mortis took him to Byss before being brought back to the present. Giving a courteous bow as was what was expected the kiffar spoke to the one whom seemed to hold the most authority over the group...going by his presence in the force he seemed to be the most powerful of the three and would need to be watched even when spoken too, just in case. ''Greetings brothers. I couldn't help but sate my curiosity for I have not met many others of our creed around here or one whom seems to be quite the puzzle in the force to me, most are investigating the find of this...deathstar that perhaps you have heard about recently.'' Lucifer paused a moment before he continued trying to decipher the puzzle of the man who stood beside Dominus but finding no answer no matter how hard he tried in the force, for all his skill this man seemed an enigma, it was pretty obvious to whom the kiffar was referring when he mentioned a man who seemed to be a puzzle in the force to him (Haphaestus). ''I am Lord Lucifer may I inquire as to your names and be so bold as to ask...how is it that a man can be such a mystery even to the force, it intriques me and sets about my natural curiousity.''

A inconspicious ship makes the first jump to a destination unknown before making another jump, little did those in the depths of space know whom was aboard, that of the recently revived sith lord Lord Lucifer...his heart filled with hate and wrath, soon his enemies would pay for what they had done but first a trip to a world of darkness was what was needed if he was to find an heir he would search the planet which in many ways crafted him into what he was...Trulalis. And thus the co-ordinates were set and the second half of the journey begun. ((Continue in the Trulalis thread.))

Yet again another clone emerged from one of the many bacta tanks that decorated the inner sanctum of the hidden Byss cave, yet again Lucifer was reborn into the world of the living from the chaos beyond...the soul that had travelled with him last time he emerged remained with him and had sustained him dueing his journey beyond, it in effect had strengthened him. After dying twice the kiffar sith began to view things differently...no longer did he fear the beyond for having visited more than once he knew what waited...indeed death was nothing new to him or was it's affects and thus he did not fear it but embraced it. Yet again the surgeons had set to work quickly grafting two long razor sharp cortosis lined retractable blades directly into the clones arms to retract in and out of the wrists at will while several others worked on other various parts of the body. Each subsequant clone had the same treatment before being put back into stasis, as for the sith lord after putting on some clothes to go beneath his armor he amde his way to the forge where he would yet again recraft all his weaponary and construct his fourth sabre. After four hours work all was ready and fitted accordingly, strapping his two sith swords to his sides and placing his sabre beside his left the sith lord thought on the next step now that his plan to take the deathstar had been thwarted, it seemed the mortals had the force on their side recently and been saved from his wrath but no more. First however he would need a ship and thus he sent a discreet neural message to his ship aboard the deathstar. After a few hours of waiting the ship arrived and the kiffar began yet another journey howqever this time it would be different...he would not venture to war but back to his origins...back to Trulalis. Having thought it through the sith found it prudent to find an heir and the most appropiate place to find one seemed the most obvious. Mapping in the co-ordinates the sith lord began his journey.

Making the jump Lucifer exited the first part of his journey...now all that was needed was to make the microjump to the deathstar where he was certain both the empire and republic forces were boudn to end up...and as a result his hated enemy the jedi, yet another reason to attend. Putting in the co-ordinates he made the final jump. ((Next post Deathstar - exterior)

Days had gone by...a single clone sat still within the tank of fluids until within moments life began to slowly stir before the clones owner made his presence known, the technicians hovered around preparing for the imminent arrival, the surgeons took the clone from the tank to be prepared per Lucifer's original instructions should his first death occur. The surgeons set to work quickly two of them grafted two long razor sharp cortosis lined retractable blades directly into the clones arms to retract in and out of the wrists at will while several others worked on other various parts of the body. Four of the surgeons set to work grafting a tough krayt dragon hide directly into the skin making appear as if there were dragon scales upon the clones chest and back due the shine of the two when metal met hide, another took one eye out and replaced it with a new robotic eye one that was an upgrade of the previous to now encompass the whole visual spectrum and with a longer zoom capacity while still keeping several of it's original features...Lucifer would now have a extra layer of protection and be a far more formidable opponent that he ever was before. Meanwhile within the very confines of chaos itself a tormented soul, twisted in anger and rage amplified by the world of dead was fighting to be free but freedom would not come easy for the sith was in a fight with another dead soul, a ancient demon like entity of sorts. Soul clashed against soul until Lucifer had enough of this constant state of being and strifed to return to the living...forcing his way to the world beyond after a few hours of much the same he had succeeded but he would not return alone...another came with him as two souls became one. The sith screamed out loud as his soul returned to a living body...feeling weak from the journey Lucifer stretche dout his hand and drained the life from one of the technicians nearby until he was but an empty husk...as he died so did the sith grow stronger. He repeated the process 3 times before his former strength had returned to him. His memories were scattered until a few moments later when everything became clear...remembering how he died he saw the face of his killer and thus labeled him, the man had made a deadly enemy when he had killed Lucifer and mocked him even in death. Raising himself from the seat he found himself in Lucifer made his way to the holonet he had some catching up to do afterall there was no telling just how long he had been dead. Afetr a quick search he found something both interesting and intriquing...it seemed a deathstar had been found. On further though a slight grin crept across the reborn Lucifer however he felt changed as if he was now not one but two souls, he felt stronger than he ever was before. Upon looking in a mirror he found his senses were right...in his one remaining eye he saw the difference...the irish was black as midnight indicating something un-natural..demonic. Yet it did not harm the kiffar but strengthened him. After a brief moment the kiffar set to work after thinking upon it and of the possibilities. Whatever it was it was working with him and thus he had a new advantage against his enemies, checking that his new retractable blades worked by sliding themout and in again Lucifer was satisfied with the surgeons work as he thought upon his next move...should he avenge his death or pay a visit to this deathstar and acquire it for the sith. After some thought he went for the latter...the deathstar, such a weapon would be of great value and strike a blow against the jedi. Once his mind was made Lucifer quickly set to work rebuilding his armor and various weapons. After 10 hours of hard work he was finished...his new armor upon him, his sith swords ready and his sabre the kiffar sith strolled towards the entrance of the secret cave complex he found himself in. Exiting through the same entrance as he had done twice before Lucifer called out to his ship through his neural implant...with any luck the signal would be recieved, no matter the distance his ship would come for him as per instruction. A day or so later and the ship had arrived...upon boarding Lucifer input the co-ordinates, his heading the newly found deathstar and whatever fate awaited him there.

Calm hands piloted the stolen YT-1300 light freighter as it drifted into space, it's pilot Lord Lucifer the newly titled kiffar sith lord at the helm after just dispacthing of what he thought was to be his new apprentice from the world of the living, however it was not to be. The darkness soothed the sith lord and allowed him to focus the darkside around him allowing him to open his mind to meditation just after he punched in the correct co-ordinates setting the ship to autopilot to arrive away from where the fighting was taking place...afterall he was not stupid, e had heard of the war over the planet and wished for no involvement aterall he was only going there to pick up some lost property why get involved in someone elses affairs unless it affected his plans, although the prospect of causing some mayhem was midly entertaining. That thought was quickly swept aside as the stars drifted away into streaks of light when the hyperdrive was activated. Lucifer began meditating...and would continue to do so until he arrived at his destination. ((Next Post Coruscant - Sith Temple ))

Lucifer could feel the croke's thoughts...his plan appeared to be working...so far, his mind was being transformed in his image. the kiffar sith spoke as the two travelled to the cave where Lucifer hit a hidden slab within the rock opening the inner sanctum to the outside world. He was sure he would do his former master proud and add another useful ally to their plans upon the galaxy. ''I see you decided to take me up on my offer you were and are most wise to do so for I only offer it once. Tell me what is your name, your opinion upon this galaxy, what are your views.'' When the Croke did not answer the kiffar looked deeper finding that the croke was yet not ready as he had thought...he was disappointed but not sad, the sith lord knew only one way to preapre him, death...only i nthe realm of chaos and by coming back would the young croke be ready for what lay ahead. With one quick movement he removed the croke's (Sokar) head before picking up his head and removing the skin, taking the skull he carried it into the ship he had acquired, polished it and stuck it beside the cockpit viewport, when he got to Coruscant he would place it inside his real ship beside the other trophies of those whom he killed. Powering up the ship Lucifer took for the skies above and into the deep of space...making his way to the jewel at the centre of the galaxy or so it was called...Coruscant to reclaim his property. Edited - Just to make the mods aware Sokar approved of me OHK'ing him since his RL responsibilities have forced him to reconsider my apprenticeship offer and since he no longer has enough time for much rping.

Lucifer looked upon this croke...it was a strange creature, disgusting...but yet he saw something in his eyes...something that reminded a little of himself. That familiar dark taint, of hearing how he had travelled he knew of the temple the croke spoke of...Trulalis, the very place where he had once been drawn too and trained in a way....although his true training did not begin until Korriban. Upon thought the kiffar sith pondered upon the croke's reason of coming to Byss. It seemed somewhat ironic, looking at him, measuring him up Lucifer had reached a decision....peering into his soul the kiffar felt his aura, he had the potential to become something more, a god among the mortals that walked the galaxy...just as he was if he could survive the trials that awaited him that was, this croke seemed to be the perfect heir to his legacy...and his mind seemed to be nearly untainted by others, ripe for the changing to his point of view, this croke would view the force as he did....soon enough. Looking at the croke Lucifer spoke, ''Interesting...it seems the darkside brought you to me but why that is the question. I guess we shall know soon enough, you possess the potential to become more than those feeble excuses that exist at that temple why waste it on them, given the right tutorlage you could possess power that shall mark you as a god among the mortals and shape this galaxy in your image. If you wish for such power come...follow me I must travel to Coruscant if you wish for power beyond your dreams come with me now if not I shall leave you be to do as you please.'' With that moment Lucifer began to walk back towards the cave entrance and the ship...slwoly stepping along the sand of the beach to the freighter he had 'borrowed' from Korriban. He hoped the croke would follow...he was banking on it, he would prove a useful tool in his plans, a weapon against his enemies the jedi.

((Just to make you aware Lucifer is invisibl so there would be no way to see him on the beach when his using Force Camouflage and Force Concealment in combination although for the interests of keeping this going I'll let that fact slide this time)) Lucifer looked up...his guest had arrived. It was strange, he was a croke of all things a species he had yet to encounter but had heard tales of. Feeling him through the force and intercepting his message the kiffar was somewhat outraged. How dare he demand such a thing when he was but a mere hopeful..a nobody on this world, Lucifer quickly became tempted to end his worthless and miserable life...he was about to do just that when he felt something within the croke before him, a very familiar dark taint that etched his soul. Lucifer lifted him from the ground holding the croke with a vice like grip before speaking back into his mind letting his anger show on his face as a smirk of a kind crept it's way across his lip. ''Who are you to demand of me croke and what makes you think I am a sith when I gave no indication of such!? give me a reason why I should not just end your worthless and miserable life right now for this insult. Tell me why should you be spared my wrath while others are not.'' After a few moments of peering at the Croke, the kiffar sith dropped him onto the sand. he spoke his distain for the man evident, ''I shall spare your life but do not mistake this for mercy it is not. I spare you for one reason, I am curious what brings you here to Byss when there are other planets far greater than this.''

Lucifer was busy meditating when he felt it...a unfamilair presence upon the planet, a unwelcome visitor to the planet he now called home for as long as he needed it. Trying to guage the intentions of the man the kiffar sith probed his mind a little only to be surprised at what he found....darkness within his soul and that it belonged to a Croke, like him he seemed to harbour potential to be far greater than he was...perhaps he could make use of him, if he was willing to go along with him in return he would gain the power to become more than a mere mortal and become a god among the living...but first he would find why he had come to Byss, if he was a threat he would die where he stood, if not then so much the better. Raising from his seat Lucifer decided to find the owner of of the dark tainted soul. Walking the service the kiffar thought it best to at least give this potential ally some kind of guidance to him. Calling out through the force the kiffar sith lord laid a path for the Croke to follow....a trail of breadcrumbs through the force. Within his mind Sokar felt a unfamiliar feeling, a dark taint that outshown his own and imposed it's will upon him..he would find he could not resist it's temptation. A dark aura pulsed in the force outward that seemed to direct him owards the cliffs where it seemed some kind of dark cloud was dominating over the landscape, completely un-natural. Lucifer stepped otuside the hidden cave entrance moving along the beach he moved to the farthest end to the opposite south facing cliff away from his stolen freighter, once there he waited for his guest to arrive...cloaking himself in the force he became a hole...a wound in the force, his presence faded into nothing as the force bent the light around him and masked his very existence both physical and mental...including his dark alignment. First he would wait and then test the man to see just why he was here and decipher his true intention, he would soon see how far he was willing to go for power beyond his wildest dreams.

It had been several days before Lucifer returned from the room in which he had been meditating...he had felt his connection to the darkside strengthen within those days to the point that he could feel every lifeform on the planet and distiguish between humanoid or some creature. Lucifer sat as he had done before, opening up the Dark Underlord' sholcoron again he gave a bow and listened. ''I can feel your change Lord Lucifer, your connection has grown and thus you are ready for more instruction. You shall learn of how to mask your dark alignment...your ability to use the Force and even your entire presence from other Force sensitives the technique of Quey'tek of which I shall teach you now and of it's other forms of hiding such presences...Force Concealment under my tutorlage. let us begin.'' The Ancient Dark Lord spoke again, ''Let us begin with the Force Concealment which shall enable you to become a master of shadow......Focus yourself with the darkside and feel out your presence...squeeze and shrink it in the Force...where there is a hole in the force hide yourself there...mask... by shrinking your presence to a microscopic size as so I cannot even find you...Do this now.'' With this Lucifer gave a respected nod as he sat attempted the ability...feeding on the darkside the sith lord focused on finding his presence, once found the kiffar focused on masking himself...of hiding his dark nature in it's entirerity including hiding his force sensitivity. After several minutes he was successful finding a wound in the force, a hole he hid his presence there rendering himself concealed to anyone who would try and search him out in the force. After a few moment more he returned to normal as the Dark Underlord continued to explain. ''Well Done, now try the Quey'tek which works similar to Force Concealment only this technique shall instead mask your dark signiture and not your presence...as before focus but this time onyour dark nature...of hiding it. As before hide that nature from others within a hole...a wound in the force where none shall touch you.'' The kiffar sith, Lord Lucifer attempted the technique with some effort before trying a few more times until it came more naturally. The kiffar smiled with a malicious pride as he bwoed before the malevolent Dark sith before him and listening to him speak. ''You have done well Lord Lucifer that is all I can teach you your path me is complete go now and inflict your pain on the jedi and give them reason to fear again.'' With that the holocron closed as Lucifer rose up...his time with the Dark Underlord complete...he would begin to put plans in motion but first he needed to pick up a certain ship he had left on Coruscant when he been chosen as a apprentic and shipped offworld leaving it docked near the sith temple.

It had been a while since Lucifer had returned to Byss but yet he remembered where the beach was...the cliffside within which was hidden his former master's hideaway, the very place the kiffar wished to locate. Landing the freighter upon the beach the kiffar made for the cliff wall using the darkside to locate the entrance he picked the right part as the door slid neatly open allowing him entrance. Moving inside Lucifer already thought out what needed to be done...first he would need to reconstruct a lightsabre and various equipment befitting of his new rank, it was for this task that the Sith Lord headed for the forge. Just as before he acquired the parts he needed before beginning the process which had been placed into his mind when last he was here. focusing within the darkside and letting it guide his movements, Lucifer placed piece after piece into the correct place before applying the extras he intended into the design...adding the sith runes and texts along the extended hilt that would at a whim break off into two single hilts. Ater a few hours of work his amsterpiece was constructed...a perfect replica of his first sabre and at the activation of the hilts worked with no problems before he retracted the blades and palced the newly crafted weapon upon his belt, he now hand the symbol of his power but was lacking still...it was for this reason the kiffar continued with his machinations. He went off into the archives searching for some sort of holocron and several texts referring to an ancient sith weapon...the sith lanvarok, reading the text the kiffar found the primitive design and slow reload lacking and so opted to alter these concepts of it to a modern and much more efficient design. After several hours of painstaking work, tests and perfecting the Sith Lanvarok was ready...finally the Sith Lord had a weapon to stand alongside his sabre in terms of power as a sign of his authority, attaching the lanvarok to his right arm the lanvarok molded perfectly onto his gauntlet. The kiffar felt the weightlessness of it as he placed three cortosis lined discs into the three slots before returning to forge two sith swords both with serrated edges and capable of poisoning those who touched the sharp edges witha instant and deadly toxin that would kill those full hardy enough to face him...he crafted these and several other accessories that would benefit his rise to power. Once his weapons were complete and his arsenal ready, the kiffar went off into the archives again this time with a purpose...searching for some sort of holocron that would aid in his increase in the force and thus unleash his potential. After a few hours of searching the Sith Lord found a few holocrons which were made by the most powerful Sith in the last century and then some. He found Darth Mortis Diabolus holocron, incomplete as it was due to him being alive, regardless it would provide enough information and insight to get him started in becoming as he wished to be and a leader much like the great Dark Lord himself. The second was of Dark Lord of the Sith Darth Malgus who took part of the original sacking of Coruscan and appeared to be one of the darker influences the galaxy had seen. The last had no name, it just said Dark Underlord inscribed o nthe shelf it was placed upon. The kiffar was unsure of this one, but it was worth looking into for he knew in every holocron lay knowledge...knowledge which he seeked. Lucifer stood in the basement and decided to open the holocron of the un-named Dark Underlord, curiosity on who exactly it was got to him like an itch he could not scratch. Within a few moments the spectral form of a Dark Lord, cloaked in black and more wraith than man came to fruition looking, from what the kiffar Sith Lord could tell, at him with a bemused look. The Dark Underlord spoke, his wors were ancient and untold of in centuries until now. "Why have you asked from my wisdom Sith Lord? You have the ability, the potential to become more, yet as you are you are weak, even if I were alive your power alone would not even sate my lust." Lucifer bowed low to him as a manner of respect full knowing just what this ancient sith may be capable of...it was best to respect him less he die prematurely. "Forgive my intrusion Dark Underlord, I am Lord Lucifer and I have come to seek your teachings of the Sith to increase my own power. How might I come to use the Force, release my potential and become the most powerful being in the galaxy." The Dark Underlord lingered and then answered the Sith Lord's call moments later with a voice like brimstone. "You are dark and a sadist kiffar. You thrive on others pain and silent death and have the same qualifications that I had in life. If you utilize the force the pain of others will give you the power you seek and immortality. Though to be the darkest being in the Galaxy, stronger than you are now, you must command and use to cast illusions upon from your enemies to strike from the shadows or face them blade upon blade. For I see into your heart...you wish for both the path of assassin...of the sorcerer and of the way of the warrior...a potent combination indeed. To accomplish what you wish and dominate your enemies make the Force listen to your commands and not that of the Light. the Darkness can always conquer if held in the right hands as it can become a weapon. Now it is your turn to rise Lord Lucifer...but first you must master what was neglected in your training. There are many abilities you have yet to learn however we shall start simply as with all those who use the force...Telekinesis is the start for all great force users. Focus your mind on the objects in this room and lift them." Without a moments hesitation the kiffar Sith Lord reached out as he had done in meditation many times before with his master, and struggled at first to attain the balance needed to grab an object before remembering what his master had told him about the force. He could feel it...the Force...it's pulse going through him and every object in the room. It rushed forth and grabbed the leather-bound book and moved it slowly from its shelf eventually freeing itself of the library confines. Extending his arm as if naturally the kiffar sith focused upon a book, at first there was nothing until he applied more focus whereby it now floated free and hovered in the air. The Dark Lord though had asked for more, and the kiffar was prepared to give more for what he seeked. Focusing his energy he kept the two objects afloat book afloat and grabbed another using the Force as if by reaction to the situation leaving it to float alongside the other objects he had raised from the ground. Eventually the Sith had 6 objects each held with his power alone and individual of the other simaltenously. Lucifer then used the Force at that moment to place them out and down on the ground again. Lucifer let a slight smirk coat his lip at his success having successfully trained himself in Basic Telekinesis, grabbing the disorderly objects he pulled them to him before continuing his task several times until he had perfected the technique. Moments Later the Dark Underlord spoke once more. "Good Lord Lucifer, return to your meditations and come back later, for focus on what you have learnt and practice in solitude." Withi nthat moment The Dark Underlord departed and the kiffar sith made his way to his to a temporary room where he could be left to his meditation completely undisturbed and uninterupted.

Lucifer let a evil grin grip his lip as his master knelt in front of his former apprentice, proceeding to grab both of the kiffar's hands and place them on both sides of the blade. DMD cupped his hands over Lucifer's applying pressure with his steely grip. Lucifer's blood ran slowly from the gashes forming on the palms of his hands but he was not deterred by the sight gritting his teeth he took the pain and used it as strength while listening to the words his master spoke. 'This is your weapon now. This is the bond that will bind its' power to yours for how ever long you choose to wield it." DMD said, Lucifer took note of this...of the bond, he felt it pulsating through his veins...the sword and he were linked like two halves to a coin until the day he chose to gift it as his master had done to him. The kiffar continued to listen as the pain increased, "This weapon...this sword, is a symbol of your lineage and your connection to the older ways." "Lucifer, you came here as my apprentice. But today, you have risen above being my student or an underling. The dark side has bestowed great power to you." DMD released his hold over the kiffars hand, allowing him to remove his hands from the sharpness of the ancient blade which his master had forced his hands upon. "Rise and claim your title, Darth Lucifer!" was what he said and at that statement Lucifer's eyes lit up like they had never done...finally he had claimed his birthright and proven himself worthy before his master as an equal somewhat, one journey had ended another had begun. The kiffar stood up with pride in his eyes and a willingness to do whatever was necessary for the next step, he knew more would be asked of him now than had ever been asked before but for now he would need to concentrate on increasing his power...he could feel his connection had deepened but he needed the ability to back it up, for that he needed more holocrons...more training that was where the next challenge would lie, if he were to truly become a god he would need to train harder than ever he had done, now was his time to sow the seeds and reap unholy war against all who opposed the sith. With his former master Lucifer had already made a choice, even if their paths took them another route he would always remember what he was taught by him and follow him should he need the kiffar's help, he would be but a com unit away. Taking the sword Lucifer placed it upon his belt, it was strangely lightweight despite the size, looking to his former master the kiffar spoke. ''So what is the next step wherever you shall go I shall follow for as long as I am needed, you have shown me much...given me a power I could never have fathomed had I not joined the sith and given me back my birthright if ever I am needed you shall have my sword but as for the time being as with all sith I must continue my quest for power, I must locate more holocrons and pass on the knowledge you have bestowed upon me wherever it may take me although I am certain our path shall cross again but for now I must seclude myself to learning if you have need of me I shall be on Byss, the very place where I built my first sabre and where I shall continue my learning for Byss is where the darkside calls me too.'' The kiffar looked into his former masters eyes letting him know the words were truth, Lucifer knew he would not take the words lightly for loyalty was a very rare and valueble commidity to be used with care...if his former master were smart he would accept such an offer. Once he was sure his former master had accepted Lucifer headed outwards to locate transport to Byss which he found not a few miles to the north...a smuggler's freighter which seemed to have stopped off to raid the tombs only to have it's crew mutilated by the Dark Lord's who owned them leaving the ship for him to claim...despite where he went the bond the two shared would forever let them know if the other needed help at any point. Entering the ship a a battered-looking YT-1300 transport the newly titled kiffar sith lord headed for his new destination inputting the jump co-ordinates and ascending to the darkness of space before leaving his former master to his own ship and hoping someday the two would battle alongside one another again, for during his short tenure under Darth Mortis Diabolus the kiffar had learnt much of the darkside and of the force...for that he would forever be indebted to him for showing him true power and how to wield it.

Lucifer set to work instantly as soon as the strange occurence before him had subsided, the kiffar listened carefully before beginning his journey....he walked towards the tomb his head held high, a slight evil demonic smile across his face at the thought of finally being able to achieve the power he sought...to be treated the way he was meant to be, as a Sith Lord he would be free to do as he wished, how he wanted and truly be free of his chains...from a certain point of view. He walked along the desert sand for what seemed liked a few miles. a few grains finding thier way into his boot until he arrived at the entrance. Lucifer though on it taking in the vastness, the power of the place and the darkside that seemed to eminate from it before making the first steps inside not knowing what awaited him but somehow knowing he would make it through...it was his destiny to succeed. The kiffar looked around finding two ways to choose from picking the left he cautiosuly walked down before he found his first obstacle what seemed like a pile of bodies sprung to life...un-natural...walking dead. The kiffar as if by some kind of innate natural reaction he took the sabre that he had been gifted with when above Krayiss II by his master igniting the hilt he found he seemed to wield it just as naturally as he had during that battle like he had done it before although the concept was new to him, pushing outwards the kiffar concentrated on two targets launching them backwards to stumble into two more behind them in the narrow corridor of the tomb. Out of reaction to the situation Lucifer followed this up by flinging a piece of rubble into the group of shambling corpses taking aim and throwing it from the cover he had taken to hiding behind momentarily until it reached straight into the first of his opponent's it met with explosive results as guts spilled onto the floor, clearly the kiffar had thrown it with some force like a large skipping stone. Bits of gut, debris and dust were sent into the air before landing in several directions, the kiffar on the other hand had moved the moment the projectile had taken flight and smashed into the animated corpse...focusing Lucifer used his athletic speed to increase his atatck power as he used his sabre and was within moments mere inches from the rest of the group. As one of the undead launched a swipe at his flesh Lucifer removed his arm and shoved him back slicing his head off with the blade before reversing his grip and his hilt slicing directly through the soft flesh and into the brain of one of the remaining 11 undead ending it's short existance. Lucifer thought on how many remained two down...11 keeping track he rolled out of the line of fire as another lurged, he seemed to out of instinct grab another with his bare hand crushing the things skull...it seemed Lucifer had a knack for survival. Lucifer took his hilt and thrust at another impaling the gut before ripping upwards...he cast his thought's while he focused to confronting his remaining prey. Nine remained...it seemed the kiffar was gifted that much was certain, the speed at which he dispatched the walking corpses was un-naturally fast even for a apprentice. When switching stance as he held the two sabre it seemed he was more gifted than he had realised, it was like he knew just what to do. Running forwards Lucifer dived into one of the other corridors forcing the undead to funnel through the door one at a time, bottlenecked providing the kiffar with the advantage he was waiting for. While the moving dead tried to locate him Lucifer jumped back through another hallway which doubled back to hhis previous position as three of the dead struggled forward hitting the wall and barely missing him leaving marks in the wall from the scratches as he rolled towards them, using one as a leverage Lucifer jumped onto the top of it slicing through before jumping behind it, spinning round 360 degrees he cut through the other two like butter the iniative was his....only six were left to contend with...a pile of bodies lay at his feet and more were to come, the kiffar was just getting warmed up. Lucifer proceeded to use a combination of the force and sabre play as he focused within the darkside, the very essence of feeling it....it seemed he could naturally focus into the force and switch it on and off at will almost, it was becoming abvious he was no ordinary apprentice, something was dormant within him...had he been there, it was enough to make his master never doubt he had made the right choice in choosing Lucifer. It mattered not to the kiffar as he continued his work, he let loose a whirlwind as he span into six in a tornado of sorts, a blur of sabre, nothing but charred remains were left as the vicious attack subsided. Conserving his energy Lucifer pushed the advantage, as a undead swiped a lunge past his head he dodged the second the zombie attempted kicking him into the closest to the monster before impaling both through the head and turning them back into a powerless, lifeless husk leaving just three to dispose of an easy task for what seemed to be a experienced warrior. Charging forward the kiffar zig zagged to avoid further assaults before flipping and cutting another in two as he performed a downwards inverted cut leaving him just two more to cut to ribbons. Taking cover Lucifer briefly recovered his breath before moving out flanking the two animated corpses he came upon...sneaking up behind them from the left smashing his fist through the back of one he used his right hand sabre to slice horizontal through the remaining last droid before spinning around 360 degrees next to them in aid to cut them in two at the torso...making sure they were out of commision permanently as he removed his hand and stamped on their heads to be sure they were lifeless as they were gone for good. Once the dead were dealt with and after making sure the coast was clear Lucifer advanced further forward into the tomb. It was more ruin and rubble, the walls were lined with hyroglypics of sorts and seemed to have been created on what was once been a nexus of sorts...for Lucifer felt the darkside within and the feeling like he was being watched. From the looks of it time ahd taken it's toll and it had declined to the point of being covered in cobwebs and other things. Regardless thekiffar moved only stopping for a brief moment he stretched his senses out into the force in effort to locate the weapon he wished him to locate, his master had tasked him with finding...the sithsword that would mark a new step in his journey along the sith...no lonegr would he be a apprentice but a sith lord, a equal in the eyes of his master. Stretching outwards he found that a slight tinge of the darkside edged him northbound...towards what appeared to be a former innner chamber with rubble lining every passage. Entering the area Lucifer had a feeling crawl up his spine, the type of feeling that usually warned of danger. His suspicions were confirmed when he found three arrow walls rise from the ground and begin firing upon him forcing him to duck into the nearest available side passage via diving through a small broken peice of wall to avoid contact with the continous arrow barrage and fire that seemed to come from them, a ancient trap of some sort. Thinking on his toes Lucifer tossed a piece of rubble he found inside the other side of the wall, a broken chair with one leg missing into the line of fire distracting the arrows while he focused in the force and popped his head up to pull one of the traps...ripping it from it's placement he pulled then pushed and flung it along the ground like some kind of high speed bowling ball towards the other two hitting them both with a accurately aimed strike and disabling them allowing him free passage to the next area further along. As Lucifer got further inside he could feel the darkside growing stronger...he must have been getting close to the sword he had sensed before. Within moments of that thought more undead and this time wraiths of some kind converged from several hidden ports throughout the area seeming to converge upon Lucifer's position however he was not one to be deterred by what he viewed as some un-natural freaks of nature. Picking up three pieces of rubble simalteneously Lucifer tossed them at three of the undead knocking them to the floor as he proceeded to run up and slice along the ground where they stood chopping them vertically, destroying them as the others tried to locate which direction the rubble had came from since the kiffar had taken to moving within cover...using his surroundings to obscure the remaining undead and wraiths...simple misdirection, deception a technique which worked well in such a contained area, an essential technique for any would be warrior...for all war was based on deception and Lucifer thrived in such situations, the droids were in his element now. Waiting Lucifer patiently watched from a small hole in the wall he was hidden behind, keeping an eye on the three that remained one undead and two wraiths he watched their patrol pattern before he struck. Holding both sabres and hugging the wall the kiffar waited until all three were directly on the other side of the wall before jumping over the top of it catching them off guard as he struck his sabre straight through the centre of one before quickly removing it and spinning his left to cut diagonally across the remaining two only to find they would not die, inacting a force scream he found it weakened them and allowed him to strike which he did so quickly before runing into another trap a pitfall into a logn deep abyss of nothingess...no he would not die today and to that affect he jumped over in a running jump as the trap activated letting the ground beneath fall. Lucifer moved forward cautiously as he amde it across until he came upon what he was looking for in a grand burial chamber within which was much debris, rubble and a large sarcophagus at the centre beside a pedestal upon which the sword was sat. Lucifer knew looks could be decieving and so he edged carefully next to it before making a grab for it pulling it off, he jumped sharply out of the way within a pinch as his suspicions were proved right when 4 wraiths came out of the ground forcing Lucifer to do battle, using the sword Lucifer looked prepared. Launching upwards the kiffar jumped behind one before using the force concentrating he applied pressure until he could take no more releasing a large visible ripple within the force that launched them backwards at speed and crushed the strange wraiths into nothing but mangled bones to throw them at speed into the other two crushing them behind them before a lunge was even attempted...his job was done now all he had to do was make it back out alive. Focusing Lucifer stretched out his senses to locate the exit redirecting him the way he had come in as he attached the sword to the side of his belt...somehow he knew the way as he advanced...backstepping until after a few hours of much the same he exited the vast tomb, alive and his task done. Strolling the few miles back to where his master stood Lucifer presented himself, kneeling before his master while holding the sword he spoke, ''My master I have done what you have asked...here is the sword you requested I retrieve, I have come back to claim that which you have promised me. I feel the sword's power it is like no other I have ever encountered before.''

Lucifer heard his masters words as he attempted to break free from his grasp...hearing what he said and listening as the grip tightened and the pain from the sabre that had been imbedded into his flesh the kiffar set to work instantaneously. Looking at his master he could see the red like mist that surrounded him, the darkside was made a visible form manifested by as his master had said his connection. Thinking on it as the pain increased Lucifer focused within the force and upon his master, of using his power to fuel his own and in affect drain him of some of it to replenish his own strength. Streching one arm out he latched forward with what seemed like a invisble thread linking the two sith before the connnection became visible much like the manifested mist that followed his master, it seemed to glow a dark red that within moments began a kind of usctioning motion...feeding from his master weakening him, the kiffar felt hismelf slowly regaining his strength, the drain was working and as such would force his master to release his grip when eventually the drain would take it's toll on him, an opportune moment to strike when the time came but for now he would bide his time. When his master began to feel the drain he felt slightly whoozy while Lucifer felt himself heal. With the drain affecting him Mortis would find he could not maintain the grip and release the kiffar just as he had been waiting for...at that moment Lucifer struck with a vengeance unmatched. As soon as the grip was released the kiffar rolled for his sabre picking it up in a instant to ignite it before his master had time to recover, the attack was well timed and accurate. Taking the iniative and jumping a flip over his master the kiffar struck his sabre through the right arm imbedding it to the hilt repaying the favor his master had paid him, an eye for an eye was the thought before he pulled it back out and stepped back to unleash a devastating Force Scream...one of the few techniques one of Lucifer's former masters had taught him to enact and which he was perfecting every time he used it, the echo was loud and sent debris and all manner of objects towards his masters direction all the while forcing the man's eardrums to pop until blood poured from his ears...the maximum pressure met, Lucifer only hoped his master was proud of him when he smashed his hilt into the man's nose hard, he was sure he heard the familiar sound of a broken bone as it struck not that it mattered since by the time his amster had realised the fact the kiffar was already moving two steps ahead in thoughts of how to overcome such an adversary. Focusing his hate and malice Lucifer charged for Mortis before sweeping a feign for his left foot only to instead trip the right he only hoped his master had not noticed the switch until too late.

Lucifer grew irritated...his master had humiliated him, left him in the dirt, rediculed him...no he would show him, he would be worthy of his legacy. The kiffar's anger grew, as he got up it began to build further, Lucifer began to think upon his target, letting the darkside take hold his hatred for his father, the galaxy and his being humiliated began to fuel the darkside within the kiffar. Something awoke within, something dorment that awakened. Lucifer began focusing on his master...of reaching into his mind and making him remember what power feels like, what it was like to relive the worst memories of his life over and over again. The kiffar never noticed what had happened as he kept his eyes and mind transfixed on the man before him...he saw the expression on his master's face. Something was going on mentally, it was as if Lucifer was reaching into his mind, forcing him to relive all the worst memories of the life he had led, the most painful ones, memories which made him wish he were dead. Over and over and over again the memories replayed themselves as Lucifer fed them forcing his master to relive the moments to the point where it seemed to cause physical pain, a crushing upon his chest and every bone. It was then Lucifer realised what was happening that he was manipulating the thoughts, taking from his master's past and making him relive the events as a form of torture of the mind....true power fueled by the darkside....an ancient technique rarely seen Torture By Chagrin or a Memory Walk as known by some. Lucifer spoke as he forced the visions to continue, ''I shall claim the title I deserve, I am not as some weak minded fool...here is my power master, feel it.'' Lucifer moved forward while his master was weakened, the kiffar noticed how his master smiled at seeing his apprentice with such rage this simply made him focus more, the darkside was being used in so brutal a manner, the thoughts that replayed were causing considerable pain to the sith master. The kiffar charged forward before rolling left slicing along his master's right hip as he passed by.

Pain, Agony...both were known to Lucifer well. His whole life the kiffar had endured it from both his father and then throughout his life experiences, however this pain was different...it was more pure, more sterile. The moment his master's sword struck and he was thrown Lucifer knew his true training had begun. Answering in reply Lucifer spoke out, igniting the sabre he had so recently been given as he rose up completely undeterred, his mind was on one thought, upon his target as his robotic eye latched onto several areas of his master's body, highlighting exposed zones which were vulnerable to attack. ''So be it my master, I shall prove myself worthy and not become just another corpse to lay here.'' Within moments the kiffar breathed in the air around him, the very essence of the darkside, empowering himself. Within those few moments Lucifer felt the wound begin to seal itself...it seemed the toxin could only be overcome by the darkside itself. Instantly setting to work Lucifer put into action years of Teras Kasi training honed by a lifetime of fighting as he flung dust into his master's eyes the irritation of the sand would only slow him down temporily but it would be enough for now, it acted as a diversion tactic as he rolled behind to attempt a double cut at the back of his master's knees fueled by the darkside and a life of hate and contempt for the galaxy. The kiffar would not be stopped or give in he was better than that and he knew it, the sands of Korriban would not claim him as a victim nor would his master, he would do all which was necessary. Within moments of his first attack Lucifer proceeded to follow it up with another swift bombardment, focusing within the darkside he remembered what his master had taught him at Krayiss II and used that knowledge to his advantage. Pushing out with his mind the kiffar began to visualize his target and of forcing him away from consciousness. Of generating a force push that would be pwoerful enough to throw his master into the sand before them. Pouring himself into the darkside and the darkside into him Lucifer applied more power until the tipping point was reached...all the while he kept enough that he would have enough energy left for more such attcks. At that moment he unleashed the Force Push, focusing it towards his target, sending him and all manner of debris across into the Korriban sands a short distance from his reach remaing wary and keeping an eye on his master as chaos subsided. Lucifer knew that the man was far stronger than he in the force but he also knew when compared to the force strength mattered little in comparison, it was limitless. The kiffar charged towards his master while he was still upon the ground taking the advantage he darted at him before jumping above and spiralled downwards towards him in a figure of 8...a twisting tornado of death, he would prove to his master he was worthy at all costs.

Lucifer took it all in, he had heard tales, ghost stories of this planet...Korriban they called it the very place where the sith first began to turn on the jedi and become as they are. The energy he felt as they passed olverhead was unlike anything he ahd ever felt, the dark energies that permeated off of the surface was by far the most raw he had had the unique pleasure of feeling. The kiffar stepped out of the shuttle following his master before answering his question as he took in the feeling, it was insatiable...the academy of whcih he had had a taste of the darkside was nothing in comparison to this, this was untainted by mortal hands even after so long. ''I can feel it, the energy here is untainted and still raw. It is unlike anything I have ever felt...the darkside here is unrefined and still alive, untouched by mortal hands...I am ready for whatever trial awaits me.'' With this Lucifer gave a nod signalling he was ready to begin, taking in the dark energy that surrounded them, Lucifer felt invigorated as if some ancient power were ripped from the planet core and placed upon him.

It was not a new experience to be flung although it was somewhat odd when the force was used instead...luckily the kiffar landed on his feet. As the hyperdrive engaged and the shuttle vanished from the battle Lucifer listened as his master related at his discomfort of having his talents wasted, it was a mutual feeling between the two. Lucifer had felt like he was put to the side, the unexpected yslmari had caught him offguard and stopped him from using his new abilities as much as he had wanted too. As he was questioned Lucifer replied casually as the two seemed to share a common thought. ''We would not be as we are meant, as we were born to be...we are wolves not sheep meant for the slaughter like some ragdoll to be thrown about nor mere pawns in a chess game. I agree with the thought those who dominate over the weak shall survive the chaos...'' Lucifer paused a moment before he continued...''Only Through Chaos can order be achieved, those who elevate themselves shall forever be trapped among the weak, corrupted by their own weakness, only the strong dominate as you have said.''

Lucifer awoke suddenly...the jolt awakening his dormant self. The kiffar stared at his master his fury was evident at how he was struck down by a mere republic trooper however he made it clear by such fury that it would not happen again. Lucifer spoke up while hiding behind the cover afforded, ''Master, I know not the sith trooper gave the order. The last thing I remember is that wretched republic scum over there firing stun shots at me and falling to a barrage by his men when indequate cover was afforded...I have every intention of repaying him for that transgression and then some.'' Lucifer pointed to Fixer who was still at the current time firing upon Darth Arcanus with his men. The kiffar was clearly angered and wished to seek vengeance upon the man who thought he could get the better of Lucifer...he may have got him once but not twice...this time it was personal and Lucifer wished to repay him twice over for the affliction he caused, the malicious thoughts could be felt by his master as the kiffar stared directly at his target, his eyes seemingly piercing through the helmet he wore, within moments Lucifer's robotic eyed locked onto severla points of his body, vital points that would either cause considerable pain or death if struck correctly, Lucifer also took note of the wound Fixer had taken his thought now was to somehow widen it and spill his guts onto the deck. Lucifer spoke to his master once more, ''Master it seems my prey is wounded, struck by a bullet courtesy of one of our sith brethren. If we can get close enough we may be able to widen his wound and spill his guts where he stands but first we need to be rid of his men, they shouldn't be too much of a problme if we can remove the yslamari first.''

((Actually Lucifer still had his sabre in one of his hands while he did it but if you want to play hardball so be it.)) <> Within moments of performing the force push Lucifer quickly ducked for cover rolling out of harms way and behind one of the command terminals as the darts and plasma hit nothing but the floor instead of him, the sith was no fool and would not stay in one place too long. the kiffar cursed his luck for near forgetting they had yslamari until the earliar event reminded him of such once the firefight had begun, he had narrowly avoided capture at that moment. The sith decided to opt for a different approach this time...using his robotic eye and peering over the top just barely visible the kiffar pinpointed an object in perfect position to crush one more of the commander's men and place Fixer in harms way, but first he would need to be rid of the creature from his back. Looking to some of the troopers whom had arrived with him Lucifer knew he had the advantage with several pariah's and sith including the Dark Lord on the bridge with him, either this commanding trooper he faced was suicidal or incredibly stupid. Lucifer moved around not staying in one spot but moving constantly from terminal to terminal until he came upon one of the men stabbing him in the back through the Yslamari and thus ending the beasts affects on the kiffar followed by a swift cut into the man's spine. Using the body as a meatshield to take the bolts Lucifer moved forward with the corpse towards his target using one hand to hold it in place while with his other holding his sabre. Lucifer used his anger and hatred, he was getting slightly annoyed at the persistence of the man he faced...it was time to take action. Still holding the dead body in front of him Lucifer locked onto one of the unbreached durasteel shutters behind Fixer and yanked forward, in affect pulling it straight from it's holding and into the back of the man's head or attempt to while he ducked behind one of the many other terminals, using the moment Lucifer took one of his thermo grenades and one incendiary, sticking them together the kiffar set a 3 second delay as he threw one flashbang to disorientate the man. Not a moment after activating the combined grenade he threw it to his feet using the disorietating affects of the flash as a distraction....if the blast didn't seriously cripple him it would at the very least burn him to cinders even if that were not the case he was sure the other sith would be more than happy to dispatch of him. <> ((I cite my second and last post as extensive set up for my defence and killshot))

Although without the force temporarily whilst he was next to the pariah's Lucifer looked down at the incapacitated admiral and Jedi. The trap was perfect and worked wihout a hitch, now all the sith needed to do was restrain him bring him in for trial...no doubt the emperor would be most pleased with his capture as would the kiffar sith's Dark Lord. Lucifer knew his master would be proud, the kiffar had already done much and aided greatly in the war effort with his actions this day, but eyt it was not over yet the group still had to transfer Onderin out of the Inevitable and to a secure location. He called out to several of the pariah's ''Restrain him and cuff him, we want no surprises from the jedi during transport.'' Tha pariah's ever the professionals followed the order without question before following the young sith to the bridge where Dagon was situated, there the kiffar would recieve further orders as to the fate of the admiral. Motioning that they follow him Lucifer noted how they cuffed Onderin with the binders (stun cuffs) if he so much as blinked he would be instantly zapped by the endless stream of electricity or smashed with a baton. The captured Jedi Master was dragged into the bridge with Lucifer as an escort of sorts, he noticed the same trooper as before (Fixer)...how fitting he would finish what was started while Onderin was taken from his hands. Distancing himself from the pariah's as he left them and their captive with Dagon and the others, Lucifer could feel the force again. Remembering what his master had told him the kiffar focused his mind on Fixer, visualising his target he focused on forcing him away and out into the deep abyss of space or at least backwards into some of his men...as some kind of domino affect. The kiffar poured more power into it until the tipping point approached...within moments of thrusting his hands forward Lucifer performed the Force Push as expected, carnage ensued when objects and people met..at least those who were targeted, delight covered the kiffar sith's face when 3 men were crushed between the durasteel shutters and several chairs, the power that was used was enough to crush a man or two. It would serve to keep Fixer occupied for the time being while the sith planned their escape and subsequant departure.

((If that's how it's got to be)) <> Lucifer felt good now that the force had returned to him once the Ylsamari had fully been dispatched however something just didn't feel right. Somehow he just knew through either intuition, gut feeling or the force that something bad was about to happen on the bridge and so he instantly set to action once the prisoners were disposed of by running down the corridor in pursuit of the Jedi Master only to be hit back by the sonic blast not that this deterred him. Although momentarily blown back the kiffar recovered rather quickly and continued on his pursuit motioning the other sith and the mandalorian's to follow suit. If the admiral wanted to play hardball then that's how it was going to be. Moving closer Lucifer saw the admiral with the pariah's dispatching of one of them, the sith kiffar thought of the only thing possible as his robotic eye locked onto the designated points of the rebel scums body...he threw two of his only remaining flashbangs at the admiral landing them at his feet. While he was distracted fighting the pariah's the blinding flash would in affect momentarily stun and disorientate him giving just enough time to allow the sith to close in and subsequantely from that approach him from behind. Lucifer proceeded to roll up in a quick and precise notion behind the man to jab into the base of his spine at the neck with the stun baton he possessed, the aim of course to incapacitate the man by forcing him to his knees, the natural reaction after being stunned in the spine while he was distracted. Lucifer held the baton pressed down while at the same time using his sabre sliced across the back of his knees and ankles in an attempt to subdue him. With any luck the admiral would drop as the continous flow of electricity flowed directly through his nervous system aided in part by the incapicitation of his legs, this along with the stun darts from the pariah's would cultimate in his capture. <> ((I cite my first and second posts as extensive setup for my defense post and capture shot))

((I guess I can go with that Vihk consider it nulled, sorry Fixer but maybe another day we shall have another chance at this right now I just don't totally feel up to it whereas before I was maybe next time as I said.)) Within moments the mandalorian's had breached just as Lucifer finished carving one of the men up. Within moment his sith allies turned up coming up straight through the floor forcing Lucifer to quickly jump through the breach he had created in order to avoid the onslaught...afterall he had no desire to die as a friendly fire incident. The kiffar just looked as destruction was brought upon any that was not one of them, once the carnage had subsided somewhat he proceeded to jump back inside followed by the rest of his troops, the odds seemed to be against the man who had thought it wise to attack the young sith. As he moved himself inside Lucifer unleashed hell just as much as his sith comrade in arms, taking out another Ylsamari wielding opponent by first rolling up behind him and then impaling him with the vibrosword he held in his other hand before systematically slicing outwards while his sabre across his neck forcing the man to gurgle slightly as his head rolled off before dropping, Lucifer simply stamped on the Yslamari with him once his corpse hit the ground. He could feel the abyss of space about him, it was lucky that he was equipped with a pair of mag boots and a vacuum suit or he would have been torn out with those who were not secured. Within that moment the kiffar looked to the jedi master who stood at the centre of the carnage...since the mandalorian's had handled the rest. Lucifer called out to him as he set his sabre to stun and placed his vibrosword back in it's sheathe before taking out the baton he had on him but had yet to use, if the man continued to resist despite the presence of two sith masters, an apprentice and several mandalorian's. He may have been a Jedi Master but Lucifer knew he was no fool, if he could place him in a moral dilemma he would have few choices remaining. Lucifer spoke his point cutting across clear with a hint of malice ot it, ''Give up now Jedi or see your men fall before your very eyes before we make you.'' Lucifer gestured to the Mandalorian Clan Lord to line up those he had captured, he would make the choice simple either he gave up or he would be responsible for many deaths, deaths which Lucifer knew would weigh heavily on the man's soul...that was if he were truly a jedi. Lucifer looked to Dath Arcanus and Torin before looking back to the jedi admiral. ''Make your choice quickly admiral before your choice is made for you.'' Within moment the Jedi Master had made his choice sending the two sith masters into the wall, most unwise in Lucifer's opinion since he choose instead to run. Lucifer looked to the men who remained feeding on their fear before shaking his head and summarily setting his sabre to the kill setting again before removing each of the prisoner's heads the sadistic motions of the kiffar becoming evident as he let another smile stretch across his lip with each cut, the admiral had paid for his escape a heavy price...the question was if the price was worth paying for his freedom. Edit - The post has been edited to emphasize the points that Onderin pointed out to me in the Battle Discussion thread.

((If that's how you want to play it, however might I suggest not killing each other as a matter of courtesy maiming however would be ok if that's acceptable to you I would extend the same back.)) Lucifer peered round the breach only to find he and his troops coming under fire, it seemed one of the SpecOp troops on the bridge had noticed his entrance, not that it bothered him in the slightest it was simply a temporary hinderence. Hugging the wall the kiffar heard the word's of his master, listening intently he understood every word he said as if he were actually with him, with his suspicion's confirmed Lucifer gave the order while he cut several more breach points around the edges to fire from as fire points, having mag boots and vacuum suits seemed to give the sith and his men a unique vantage point. At the final cut Lucifer ordered his men to move round looking at a veteran, a grizzled old man who seemed to have seen many fights going by the name of Kane, it seemed he would do his job well and relay orders back to the rest. Lucifer knew that the numbers were against those on the bridge with Lucifer's 20 man team whom he had come up with compared to the six that he faced, it would only be a matter of time before they were killed or maimed he simply needed to bide his time and use it wisely to cut them down. ''Alright men looks like we got trouble, move around them, use the fire points I created and take out those Ylsamari...switch to phased rifles, use your flashbangs, incendiaries or thermo grenades and either blind or fry them!.'' As the order was given one of the 20 got hit sending him spinning into space not that this bothered the sith he had plenty to spare. Lucifer kept himself behind the shutters as cover before briefly looking in using his robotic eye he targeted the lead who seemed to be wearing a old model Kartan Commando Armor, not built to withstand sabre strikes but instead blaster fire. Pinpointing places of weakness on his body and the Ylasmari....this man he thought to himself was his. The volley hit the first set of troops sending his numbers down to 17 but still the kiffar was undeterred. Lucifer shouted out another order, ''On my mark open up on them!'' With one finger Lucifer counted down to 3 before giving the nod sending the men into overdrive. a volley of flashbangs, incendiaries and thermo's went through the breaches and into the bridge aimed specifically at those who had fired upon the sith Drake troops all the while as the rest of them opened up with phased rifles into the fray aimed specifically at the rebel troops backs and so the Yslamari. Lucifer himself threw 3 incendaries towards Fixer noting how he had taken cover behind a instrumental chair, he aimed to flush him out to gut him...his enemy may have been spread out but that would not save him from the fury of a lightsabre wielding opponent. Within moments the kiffar sith dived through the breach rolling up into one of the rebel troops, he could feel the damning affects of the Yslamari but that did not stop his onslaught, instantly he set to work as he sliced diagonal across the man's chest in affect chopping his torso in two all the while giving the most sadistic looking grin to the rebel commander just to let him know he was next...for to Lucifer...killing was but a sport to be relished. (1)