Alora

Half way to the tomb’s entrance Alora stopped again as something clicked inside of her skull. She gave her head a shake and blinked her eyes as her cybernetic implants came back online. That was another thing her captors had done - jammed her cybernetics. Sparks flicked out from her fingertips as her anger increased towards those that had incarcerated her. The Sith Mistress half turned back towards the ship that had brought her here, her actions torn between wanting revenge on those that had held her, and wanting to go to her former Master’s side. ‘They can wait,’ she figured as she turned back towards the tomb. The urgency had lessened somewhat and Alora found her thoughts again turning to Draken Shadowlord, wondering where he was now. As she stepped off towards the entrance again she activated her comm.link to send a quick message to the palace on Serenno for him, letting him know that she was free and where she was currently located. She could have just sent a recall to her ship but wasn’t certain if it was still in one piece or not. Besides which, she longed to see her handsome mate. Her steps slowed, something telling her that she wasn’t to go inside…

Footsteps grew closer and moments later the door to the room slid open to show two men dressed in black robes. One moved to stand in front of her and bowed low, the other moved to a panel just inside the room and began to input the codes that would turn off the statis field. The Sith Mistress fell forward as soon as she was released from her containment, the man in front of her ready to catch her. It took a few moments for her legs to remember how to hold her up. She staggered for the first few steps before getting the hang of walking once more and was guided out of the ysalamiri clad room – the door sealing behind them. The rush of Darkside energies once she was out of range of the Force deadening creatures was a welcome return. Alora breathed in deep, stretching as she straightened up. Eyes flashing, she stared into those of the man assisting her, “Take me to him… NOW!” It was clear who she meant… the one who’s voice had been tormenting her ever since she had found herself within that statis field. “Yes My Lord”, the cultist murmured, his caution justified as he felt the power crackling the very air around them. *** The cultist knew it was coming. He knew it was only a matter of time and what her actions would be as he followed her progress through the ship on the monitors. When she stepped into the control room he was standing there calmly, a resigned expression on his face. “My Lord, I was just following instruct….. “ His words were cut off with a gurgling sound as his windpipe was crushed. Alora was not just content to choke him… no… she wanted revenge for all the time lost to her. Raising her hand higher, the cultist’s body rose with her gesture and when she whipped her arm sideways, his body smashed into the wall, the sound of bones breaking satisfying to her ears. YOU MUST FINISH WHAT YOU HAVE BEGUN As the familiar voice reached her, the Sith Mistress immediately turned in the direction she felt a growing power surge of dark energies. “Out of my way!” she demanded of the cultist that had assisted her. With a smooth arm motion he went flying backwards down the corridor, closely followed by the Sith woman, her violet eyes flashing with sparks of red. As she glided down the corridor her hands automatically checked for her weapons, finding that they had surprisingly been left on her person. The whip that Slaanesh had gifted her remained coiled around her waist as if it were a belt, her twin sabers hung by her sides. As she thought back over the time she had been restrained she figured it had just been easier for her captors to leave her weaponry in place since she had been frozen motionless in all of that time with no access to the Force. As she continued with her inventory she noticed one of her daggers not in it’s sheathe… had she used it in her defense? She couldn’t recall. As they often had during her incineration, her thoughts turned to her betrothed. Had he given up searching for her? Now her hand went up to hold the pendant that Draken had given her only to find it not there. She paused for a moment wondering if someone had taken it from her knowing that he could trace her whereabouts through it. Was that why he hadn’t come for her? Alora gave herself a mental shake and strode forward once more. The energies seemed to draw her like a magnet, she had to be there… her pace increased and she soon left the ship. Whoever else was on the vessel had kept their distance from her, not wanting to become a target of her wrath. Alora took stock of where she was. She glanced at the other ship in the vicinity, wary but dismissing it as the Darkside energies became more urgent in their tug towards the tomb in which Quietus had been lain. She quickened her pace.

Awareness slowly returned to the Sith Mistress as she withdrew from the deep meditation trance she had placed herself in. She had lost track of time since she had been placed into the statis field. Not being able to move certainly had its drawbacks… boredom being one of them… so she meditated. Each time she had let her awareness surface there had been no one around to convince into releasing her. Being held in a room lined with ysalamiri didn’t help any either and made her long to feel the Force flowing through her veins again. She cracked her violet eyes open just a fraction to see that the room was still darkened and empty, only a soft glow from a dimmed light in the center of the room. Still no one around. She sighed and saw the red light flick on from the camera in the left corner of the room. As if in response to her thoughts a deep male voice emitted from the speaker in the same corner, “When the time is right you will be released… and not before…” ‘As long as that’s not forever…’ the Sith Mistress thought to herself, knowing that they could hold her in the statis field indefinitely. Alora closed her eyes once more. If only she could access the Force so she could manipulate someone into releasing her. She knew they would never approach her in person and only spoke through the ships speakers so she couldn’t talk them into doing her bidding. It seemed an age before he spoke to her once more. This time there was an excited undercurrent in his tone, “We have arrived at Korriban! It is nearly time.” ‘Korriban? Nearly time!’ Alora’s eyes shot open as the lights came up within her cell. Her eyes were glued to the door, waiting for someone to come release her from the statis field.

"It's good to see you again to, my dear," the Sith Mistress answered once their lips broke apart. Alora flexed her left hand and sighed, "Looks like I have to pay Kheldar another visit... Well I guess I could get some of our arrangements organized for the wedding while we are there..." Her fingers traced down his cheek to his lips which she then replaced with her own in a light kiss. It was a shame that she couldn't have had her dart launcher inserted while she was still in the cloning chamber... the thought fleetingly crossed her mind. It wouldn't take her long to dress and get ready to leave whenever Draken wished to go.

Awareness returned slowly to the flame haired woman. Her eyes opened, just a slant at first, before opening wider. Once again she found herself in a cloning chamber. Noticing that she was awake, the warrior women drained the tank, all the while watching her vital signs on the medical monitors. As Alora's feet touched the floor of the tank the Sith Mistress drew in the Force like a comforting blanket. For a moment she had worried that the Force might have abandoned her though that was unfounded as the power surged to her bidding. Instead of destroying something, she sent out a tendril of thought, soon locating the one she was hoping to find. As she stepped from the tank, the warrior women draped her cloak around her shoulders. She set off through the Temple, her bare feet padding lightly across the carpeted floors. Arriving at the meditation chamber she paused in the doorway to look upon the Altar of Slaanesh with her weaponry placed carefully upon it, though it wasn't the weapons that held her attention right that moment. Her violet eyes fell upon the figure kneeling in front of the Altar. She pushed away from the door-jam and silently glided over to him, placing her hands upon his shoulders once she reached him. "Thank you, husband to be..." Her tone was light and loving.

There was so much to think about... so much to organize. Instinct told her that there was something big on the horizon though it shouldn't hurt to arrange things for their wedding before it struck. Having thought about what to get Draken as his gift from her, Alora would have to speak with the Dark Lord to have it made. As he was currently busy the Sith Mistress pondered who else to invite. Emily... I wonder if she uses her mothers comm link number? I'll try it and see... Alora's hands moved over the communications board, keying in the frequency Sirvani had used prior to her death, to send off an invitation to their wedding. After that was done, Alora snatched up a datapad and headed back into the living area of her ship where she reclined on the lounge, getting herself comfortable while she thought of what else to do for their upcoming nuptials...

Alora laughed a 'giddy' laugh as Draken swung her around. As he set her down their lips locked, the electric feeling flowing from one to the other. Parting, the Sith Mistress caressed her fiance's face as he spoke to her. "Yes... there is a lot to think about. I think... I will ask Darla if she'll be my Matron of Honour..." Her thoughts turned towards Sirvani. She would have loved to have the red Twi'lek in her bridal party as well though that would never happen. Alora missed her friend. "Maybe we should invite Sirvani and John's daughter?" As Draken left to go about his business, she continued their conversation - of sorts - through their bond Who else? There is so much to think about... so much to organise... Where will we get married at? Who do we get to officiate for us? Alora's thoughts spiraled as she sank back down into a lounge chair, bringing her hand up to admire her ring. It was breathtakingly beautiful, the platinum ring with a clear coursca gem. She tilted her hand back and forth, admiring how the light caught on each cut of the ring. Alora smiled to herself as she thought about the man who would one day in the not too distant future be her husband. Laughing, she shook her head, "This isn't getting anything done." She rose from her chair and walked through her ship to the comm room. It had been a while since she had contacted Darla. Another chuckle escaped her as she thought of what her friend's response could be towards her news. Everyone knew that Alora wasn't the marrying kind so it was very much out of character that she would marry Draken. She stood quietly for a few moments as she composed the comm she would send. After sending it her thoughts turned towards Draken... What to get him as a gift...

Since Draken had left, Alora had wandered the terrain surrounding the underground temple. She had recalled her ship to Zoist seeing as she had come with him to the planet. Once her ship had arrived, she remained within it's luxurious confines, mostly in her meditation chamber. That was where Draken found her on his return. His kiss had almost an electric charge to it and as they broke apart her eyes widened as he got down on his knee. The sense she got was that he was serious as he asked her to marry him. This was her second proposal. Years ago, Thorpe had asked her to marry him, more as a business proposal rather than for any emotional connection. At that time Alora had not even considered getting married, thought it was a silly idea when she could have anyone she wanted as her lovers. That was then however. Draken knew her so well, just as she knew him. They had a close bond that had only ever grown stronger. Finally, Alora broke the silence with words she never thought she would ever utter, "Yes Draken, I will marry you."

The Sith Mistress stood on the rim of the excavation site, her robes whipping around her as the wind picked up. Her eyes widened as she saw what was approaching Draken. Instincts told her to go down there and fight along side him though she knew this was a battle he must fight alone. She respected this and remained where she was, even though he was thrown into the rock wall below. Still, she gathered the Force around her... just in case. As the fight went on she found that she had to throw up her own Force shield against what the entity dished out. The shock waves sent her tumbling backwards though not as far as the Darkwatch soldiers that had been standing near her. The Sith Mistress had the advantage of using the Force to steady herself so as not to slam into anything, stopping without that much grace as she skidded to a halt. She hurried back to the rim where she could see what had happened. It had been an amazing fight, Alora keeping her attention fully on what was happening, on what Draken did to combat the entity. Seeing Draken lower himself down so he was kneeling at the bottom of the excavation site, and that the entity had been slammed into the wall, she commed the medics to treat Draken - and those of the soldiers that had been injured. Not waiting for the shuttle to take her down, Alora launched herself over the edge, using the Force to slow her descent until she touched her feet to the ground. She approached Draken, kneeling alongside of him, resting her hand upon his shoulder. "The medics will be here soon." (OOC: sorry it's such a poor post... very tired but wanted to get one done for you)

As she continued exploring the surrounds of the new temple, the Sith Mistress began to feel an urgency to return to the excavations rim. Through her bond with Draken, she could tell he was preparing for something”¦ a something that was rapidly closing in. Glancing up towards the sky, Alora noticed the storm clouds gathering, swirling around in an unnatural way. She folded her arms around her body, rubbing them to warm up from the sudden drop in temperature, her breath now quite visible as she breathed. Her path now took her towards a group of Darkwatch soldiers that were on the edge of the excavation site. Reaching them she stepped right to the edge of the rim and looked down to see her lover at the bottom of the site, right in the center. He was dressed in his full sith robes though his head remained bare. The sky was darkening as the storm clouds raged above them though she was still able to see Draken's face due to the light emitted from the orb of his staff. With the wind picking up around them her crimson and black robes whipped around her body. Alora gathered the Force, letting it swirl around her as she prepared herself for whatever was coming.

With everything completed inside for the moment, Alora followed Draken back outside into the sunlight. Instead of going with him to see the technicians, she began a circuit of the outside of the temple. The Sith Mistress wanted to learn everything regarding the terrain surrounding the temple including all the flora and fauna. She stretched out with the Force, not attempting anything other than to let herself feel what was around her...

Alora had never felt so alive as she did right then with all the power surging through her. She had completed her part of the temple and now acted as a conduit to funnel more power through to Draken through their bond, seeing as she wasn't a Krath. The creation of the temple was so inspiring that as each part of this masterpiece took shape it was simply breathtaking. As Draken finished the spires and began on the glyphs she observed silently, letting him focus fully on what he was doing. She was there if he needed to draw more power from her. As he moved around from one place to another, she followed...

Alora inclined her head towards Draken. As he began, she took one step back from him, observing how he read the ebbs and flows of the power surrounding them. As he began the she closed the distance between them once more, letting her hand rest upon his, allowing their blood to mingle as she in turn mirrored Draken's actions with first the Eastern and then Southern walls. (OOC: sorry this is such a poor post, I'm pressed for time as I'm heading off for a week in the morning - Draken has permission to post Alora's actions in my absence - Chris)

The power shown her was orgasmic. Alora took a step closer letting her hand rest upon Draken's shoulder so as to let the bond strengthen more through touch. She closed her eyes for a moment before letting them open to meet with the ebony orbs Draken's had become. "Amazing" she murmured softly, the energies surged around the pair of Sith. "Imagine what can be done with it..."

The energies flowing around them caused the hairs on her arms to stand out like static electricity as she followed along beside Draken. Alora reveled in the sensations, eyes bright with anticipation of what was ahead of them. Visions danced before her of the possibilities. The Sith Mistress let her hand run along the surface of the tunnels, and as her partner was doing, she also felt out the best places for the shards to be placed. All she knew thus far was that they needed the crystals in strategic locations for a specific purpose, though what that purpose was she hadn't yet fathomed.

Alora had followed the battles closely from the meditation chamber, keeping the illusions in place until there was no further need for them. Feeling her lover's approach through their bond had her rise from her meditations and leave the chamber. As Draken returned, Alora was already on the move towards the hanger bay. They met just short of it, the seductress letting her fingers lightly caress his face before they headed back to the hanger. "Yes, I've had some supplies ordered for when we get there." Her violet eyes sparkled as they approached the shuttle.

The Sith Mistress knelt in the center of the meditation chamber on board the Dominant. The room was dark except for one spotlight that pinpointed her position, lighting up her wild flame coloured hair. Darkness surged around her, the energies swirling as she focused her attention on her task. The pendant around her neck glowed brightly, it's heat and their bond telling her what Draken was doing, how he was using the Force, those energies also flowing back and forth between the pair of Masters. With her inner sight, Alora watched the battle unfold, reports coming to her through the eyes of one of the bridge officers. Through this method she saw what he saw ”¦ then what he didn't see as she sent dark energies towards the hull of the Inevitable, enveloping it in such a way that it hid from view what was going on. All anyone would see was the intact hull with no breaches.

As the soft footfalls closed the gap between them, the Sith Mistress hid a smile. Her eyes remained closed though she knew every move made behind her. Phantom arms reached for him even as he approached, enclosing him in embrace before he reached her. As he knelt, her arms rose from her sides to snake around him as the phantom arms had done before. Her head tilted to receive his kiss, her eyes fluttering open only after their kiss ended. "Welcome home" she murmured softly. ... In a fluid movement she rose, in synchronization with Draken, following him back through the hidden passageway to his chambers within the palace. As Draken headed to the lab, Alora headed to her ship. Inside she gathered her armour. her weaponry and her supply of darts and poisons. With everything she might need either packed or drapped around her, Darth Alraune left the Sundered Heart to rejoin with Draken, the two in sync as they left.

As the moon rose shone through the waterfall and illuminated the cave, Draken kissed Alora deeply, his left hand around her waist pulling her body against him and his right hand sliding through her hair slowly as he broke their embrace. He smiled sadly at her as he stepped back, his eyes telling her all she needed to know. ”œWhere I go my love, you can not follow. My heart remains here with you even though I do not.”

While she had waited, the Sith Mistress had meditated, seeing possible visions through the Force. When Draken awoke, her attention focused on him, her hand caressing his face as they kissed. Somehow aware that time was short, she embraced him, responding to him in an urgent manner.

The Force is an entity of it's own. It sends and receives even the slightest of messages and passes them to and from other beings. A tingling in the back of her mind was what brought the Sundered Heart back to Serreno. The Sith Mistress had been keeping to herself though a feeling through the Force drew her back here, drew her from her hidden fortress. The ship landed within the hanger of the Palace, beside that of another. Alora left her droid to handle the refuelling and restocking while she headed out through another exit. She soon left the Palace, headed towards the waterfall. A mysterious smile broached her features as she recalled her last visit here though something was different about this occasion. She entered the cave behind the waterfall slowly, taking her time, aware that a great surge of power had been used here. As her violet eyes adjusted to the dim light she stepped over towards her unconscious lover. Her eyes passed over the holocrons before resting back on his form. She knelt beside him, letting the Force flow from herself into him, giving him energy, then waited patiently for him to recover...

[ALORA’S CHARACTER SHEET ] Identity Real Name: Alora Darkknell A.K.A: Darth Alraune [The Daughter of Evil], Mistress Alora, Miss Darkknell, Heiress Darkknell. Homeworld: Leria Kerlsil Species: Human Physical Description Age: Appears to be 24 Height: 5’4”Weight: 50kg Hair: Copper Gold Eyes: deep violet glinting with red Sex: female Equipment Clothing or Armor: depends on mood; robes/tunic’s/ ship suits/ dresses :: Robes of Slaanesh - Yellow and Pink armored robes of differing shades, pastel and vibrant. Mostly bodysuits or black and deep crimson armor lined robes. Weapon: blasters, grenades, modified prototype vibroblade, red and silver fluctuating sabers, specially modified whip - Prieksapes - gift from Slaanesh, dart launcher, various poisons, drugs, etc some in darts, pheromones (her sabers and whip are blessed - upon her demise, vanish and return to a special alter of Slaanesh's for Alora's retrieval upon recloning) Specs for Dart Launcher and Cybernetics: The cybernetic connection for the dart launcher contains a special crystal LED lens and sniper-sight that is fitted in the eye, powered by the bodies innate electrical energy and capable of cybermental commands. It is synchronized with the wrist launcher to provide sights for a 35.784% increase in accuracy in a Force neutral environment for one lens over Alora’s dominant eye and a 43.315% increase if fitted over both eyes. There is also a cybermentally activated heat seeking option, allowing her to detect targets by body heat. Because it is an eye lens with the circuitry in the crystal itself, along with learned muscle/nerve synchronization as the cybermental catalyst, this piece of equipment should merit no reduction in her midi-chlorien count and offer perfect control when worked with the dart launcher. The crystals are tuned to muscle impulse and innate electrical memory- meaning just thinking about using them causes a chemical reaction inside to bring them to life. These lenses are fully contained. Alora has another implant in her head at the frontal lobe to switch between what she is seeing in front of her and her ship - the implant is an actual screen as opposed to mere contact lenses. The receiver and transponder for the camera has been streamlined to small thin devices built into the skull. She also has retrieval codes for her ship. Common Inventory: Droid – KD2, credit sticks, comm. Cybernetics - see info above. A pair of goggles built to prevent Alora from being blinded in a fight. A darkside crystal Pendant that contains Draken's blood which he gave her that strengthens their connection and allows each to communicate over longer distances. It creates a defensive barrier that protects the wearer from lightsided attacks. Engagement ring: clear coursca gem set in a platinum ring and matching earrings Faction Information Force User, Force Sensitive or Non-Force User: Force User Alignment: Dark Current Faction Affiliation: Sith Current Faction Rank: Master History: Force Side: Dark Side Trained by: Raynuk Montar (Quietus), Jedai Geki & Kakuto Ryu Trained who: Exodus, Draken both of whom have made it to the rank of Master. Partially trained Raxeon, Maeltalrin, Zad, Leonardo Stovachi and Madi Ibra. (the last four vanished from jnet.) Known Skills: Seduction, Illusion, Along with Draken she learnt how to turn subjects - organic and inate objects - to crystal, Can 'burn or freeze' off body parts through the Force, Mental shield barrier (protects her from objects 'thrown' at her), Interior decorator, management, pilot. Background: Only daughter of Tremayne and Karia Darkknell, Alora was a happy, healthy individual who loved to party. Her mother, Karia was the heiress to a starship sales fortune to which Alora inherited when assassins killed her parents after a function on Coruscant they had attended as representatives to the Leria Kerlsil’s starship industries. Their mutilated bodies had been found dumped in an alley in a dingy area not far from the venue of the function. It is unknown who the assassins were affiliated with, but Alora wanted very much to avenge her parents deaths if she ever found out who the perpetrators were. [eventually doing just that] -- Alora was trained in the ways of the Sith firstly by Raynuk Montar, later by Jedai Geki and Kakuto Ryu. She became a Champion of Slaanesh, also becoming a Master of the Sith order soon after. Alora is a seductress, using her body and her pheromones to get what she wants. By sharing her body, she gains power through the act, thriving off the emotions of her lovers, feeding off them to empower her further. She was gifted by the Goddess Slaanesh so that she does not get any diseases that would normally accompany her 'profession' of a seductress. She had also visited with the God Nurgle who also gifted her with immunities. Sirvani Zsahra had Alora cloned, to begin with it was to be so she could be an attendant for Sirvani's and John Skywalker's wedding. Alora had been in ghostly form, trapped in the netherworld after her demise at the hand of her first apprentice, Exodus, having let him kill her. The cold-hearted beauty uses what she’s got to get what she wants. Her body is just another tool, one to be enhanced and used for whatever darkside purpose she wishes. During her time in the nether-world, she observed and manipulated things so that her parents assassins met with their demise. She is a Mistress of Illusion, using illusion in conjunction with seduction. Alora found herself training others in the arts of illusion, including her former Master, Geki when he regained the use of the Force and was refreshing his talents. She retains a relationship of sorts with Draken. During a battle above Gala, Alora was in a duel with the Jedi Exorcist Damon. She lost the duel, Damon stripping the darkside energies from her. She was medically treated (wrapped in bandages head to toe) and sent to a Jedi prison complex (one of the rings of double helix). When Haphaestus self-destructed he also killed Alora as well as the Jedi Scorp who had been their guard.Draken had her cloned at Vernza Torrah and she again sort Kheldar Vos Corelli for another dart launcher and cybernetic enhancements. Ship Registration Name: Sundered Heart Class: Pleasure Yacht Model: KDY Starwind Manufacturer: Based on the Night’s Fury, only with a few modifications since Night’s Fury now belongs to someone else, Remodified Starwind Pleasure Yacht, from Leria Kerlsil Darkknell Shipyard Industries. Length: 50 meters Armaments: 2 quad laser cannon turrets, Ion cannon Armor: Reinforced hull Increased shields (for protection and to allow it admittance to planets like Mimban) Anti-Personnel Defenses: Holding cell Scanners and traps Appearance: Sleek crimson and silver exterior, Darkknell family crest embossed on side. Modifications: HMS anti-grav well system Increased standard engine output by about 130% Remote summons device linked to chip implant. Hyperdrive Escape pod (equipped with its own hyperdrive) Extra storage Training chamber Meditation chamber This ship is decked out very luxuriously and also has a droid pilot/mechanic KD7. Rich trappings decorate the ship with the themes of the varying planets. Her main bedroom is soft in nature, though also with its contrasts. Deep amethyst with soft lilac’s and creams. Her spare bedrooms had varying blues and whites, reminiscent of the ice planet Hoth. Her living room incorporated warm colours with cool, greens and blues, crimson and gold. The furniture was of a very comfortable nature, making those sitting/lying in reluctant get out of them. Her meditation chamber is deep crimson and black. Lighting comes from both the ceiling, around the walls and in the floor, to create illusions. It is linked to the Training Chamber for easy access. The training room has a state of the art holo projector embedded into the wall. With the flick of a switch, the weapons and training implements reveal themselves along the walls. This is another of the security features. Everything about her ship states luxury. Even in her cell. It was more like a small bedroom, but one that had amenities within it. Nothing that prisoners would be able to use for their own demise or use as a weapon and the cell has a constant monitoring system in place with a stun system set on automatic if the prisoners misbehaved. The ship is coded so that only Alora, KD2 or someone she personally gives access to, can fly it. It is also set up so that if Alora meets her end, the ship will head back to Leria Kerlsil to be stored until she is brought back again.

The Sundered Heart emerged from hyperspace above the skies of Serreno. Receiving permission to land at the Palace, Alora brought her ship down, landing within the assigned hanger where usually the Grand Duke also resided. The Sith Mistress left her ship to the capable KD2 and received an escort into the Palace Chambers. She informed the Palace Guard that she would be expecting a couple doctors and engineers before she retired to Draken's main quarters.... ====== The Doctors and Engineers arrived and performed the procedure. Everything went according to plan. She had her new dart launcher installed into her arm along with the cybernetic implants for ship retrieval and cybernetic targeting, linked also to her ship's cameras. With all of this completed, Alora spent some time getting used to using the cybernetic's, allowing her to use muscle control for activation and using the cameras to "see" more. Confident in the new enhancements, Alora returned to her ship, soon leaving the planet of Serreno for another destination, decided to return to Coruscant.

"I know" Alora responded to Draken's comment regarding the pendant. "You made it well my dear." She added in compliment to his artistry. "I seek revenge on him for what he did. I also will be seeking revenge on that organic tincan that was the cause of my latest death." Alora almost let out a feral growl again deep in her throat. "When you go after that Jedi Exorcist, I'll be right by your side." She kissed him again then caressed his face, "I'll leave you now to go see Kheldar. The sooner I see him and get my dark launcher, the sooner I can return." After another farewell kiss, Alora left Draken and headed for the hanger. Running through the pre-flight checks, the Sundered Heart soon lifted off, heading for Coruscant after various hyperspace jumps in between to disguise where she had come from.

The Sith Mistress responded with ardour as only the seductress could. Pulling back from him she pulled out the box from her robes, "I'd like you to do the honours dear." She thought about this staff he told her about, a wicked grin appearing on her beautiful features. "Yes, I like that idea, a staff to counteract and repel that which the Jedi Exorcist used on me." A shiver of disgust went through her as she recalled how she had burned as Damon had torn the darkside from her. "I'd like to see that done to him, strip him of the light just as he did me of the dark..." Alora hadn't liked the sensation of not feeling the dark energies. Not at all. She clenched her fist. In the process she reminded herself of another thing she had to do. "I need to go and see Kheldar. Because of that tinman I need a new dart launcher" the Sith Mistress almost growled in her agitation.