Alora

It seemed like no time at all before the procedure had been completed. Her ship recaller had been implanted along with the communications chip. Alora left the medical wing and headed towards the temple. She had to pay homage to Slaanesh as well as collect her whip. The thin metal box had been slipped into the deep pocket of her robe, the Mistress choosing to leave it there for the time being. As she entered the Temple she saw Draken before the altar. She had been unconscious through the procedure so hadn't felt him have a vision which she assumed he'd had by the look of him collapsed there. She knelt before the altar, paying her respects to the Goddess before she picked up her whip, coiling it and hanging it on her belt. She could feel it's power... it was back to how it should be. Next she moved over to Draken's side, lifting him to a sitting position with the Force and lending him strength through their bond. She knew he would wake soon. Once he did, she would take her trip to Coruscant and see Kheldar.

Normally when her spirit meshed with her new body it was an easy, quiet occurrence. This time with raw anger and need for revenge surging through her it was a violent affair. Thoughts of what had happened to her surged through her mind. The Jedi that had stripped her from the darkside of the Force... and the sith that had killed her in his own suicide attempt. Fury radiated from her. The cloning cylinder vibrated then shattered open with the force of her anger, glass and liquid spraying over the medical chamber, an furious scream tearing from her throat at the need for revenge. The flame haired woman landed lightly amongst the debris of glass and liquid, her wet hair clinging to her face. Straightening up her violet eyes scanned the medical chamber. Lucky for them, there were no servants or slaves anywhere within striking distance. It was as if they had sensed the mood she would be in when she 'woke'. Alora took a number of deep breaths before striding through the chamber to enter the bathing room, not caring about the glass cutting her feet. The pain from that showed her that she had regained her touch to the darkside, feeling it flow through her veins once more without that horrible burning sensation. Once in the bathing room she flicked the switches to let water pour into the spa. The Sith Mistress waited only long enough for the water to reach her knees before she stepped in, waiting for the water to rise around her. It automatically switched off when it reached the top level. With another flick her favourite fragrance tipped into the water, the scent of roses and sandalwood rising from the steam. She sank to a sitting position, resting her head against the side of the tub and let herself relax. She would banish the thoughts she had upon waking for the moment at least. Alora didn't keep track of time while she soaked in her fragrant waters, cooling her temper in a meditation. Stretching out her senses she touched Draken's mind, feeling him in the temple. She knew automatically that he had taken her whip there to be re-consecrated. She rose from the spa and pulled a towel to her through the Force. Drying herself off she left the towel and walked through the chamber again to where Draken had left her clothing. In the time she had bathed, servants had cleaned the chamber of the glass and liquid she had 'decorated' the floor with. The Mistress dressed in the robes, a wicked smile upon her face as she hung those of her weapons he had been able to salvage. She was missing one of her sabers, the Jedi probably still had it unless it had been destroyed in the explosion that had killed her. Looking at her wrist she felt anger surge through her again. She would have to visit Kheldar again to get a new dart launcher put in place. She had the specs for it in the databanks of her ship. At least the pheromones were part of her make up now, part of her DNA since she'd had them for so long. They had become part of her. Alora called in a surgeon then, demanding he put in the caller chip for ship plus the communications chip. She would speak to Kheldar about some other matters as well, modifications she wanted for herself that he had the technology for. When the doctor arrived, she told him what she wanted him to do. He indicated she lay on the surgery table and let him perform the procedure that would insert the chips she had mentioned.

"I'll reinforce you." Alora murmured, stepping to his side and watching as he coated the blades. On her journey to Raxus Prime she had filled a supply of darts with various drugs and poisons and had them in her utility pouches in the black belt around her slender waist. Her other weapons were draped around also, her two sabers and her whip. Alora winked at Draken as he spoke of his apprentice. "I thought I'd have an apprentice myself though he seemed to fall into a stupor. We'll see if he finds me later" She let her voice trail off as she watched Wybert firstly take the offered vial then leave to do the task his Master had set him. Alora let her violet gaze rest on the vial she held between her thumb and finger. "I'll be sure to do just that my dear," She answered with a grin. Slaanesh had blessed her with certain immunities, this would ensure that the poison was covered as well.

"This is my apprentice Wybert. So have you heard as to what the plan is yet?." Alora turned around, letting her eyes rake over the young apprentice. At least he had bowed to her as was proper. She was sure that Draken would drum good courtesy into his apprentice... or the apprentice would die in the attempt. The Sith Mistress answered his latter question. "Not all. I'm sure you'll fill me in my dear." She smirked at the escort and the other soldiers within the Auxiliary Command Centre. If they didn't have a job to do that required them to function in a focused manner she'd have a lot of fun distracting them. Alora behaved herself, the thought of wreaking havoc on the Jedi and Alliance more than enough to occupy her for the time being.

"I'll meet you there" Her response was short as she closed the distance between herself and the star destroyers. Before she got there she saw Draken's ship approach the Destroyer Chaos before her. She brought the Sundered Heart in after him, docking next to the Grand Duke just after he had left it. On the journey she had changed her outfit again, this time she was in a reinforced body suit with matching robes, all black and crimson. Her whip was draped around her slender waist, her sabers on her hips. She left her droid to go through the post flight checks, the refuelling etc It would take her ship out again before they went to hyperspace to wait until it was called. She had enough of her personal items on Draken's ship that she didn't need to take anything with her apart from what she wore. Alora strode confidently from her ship, her movements graceful. The soldiers and officers stood to attention as she left the Sundered Heart, one of the officers saluted her and spoke, "This is your escort to the Auxillary Command Centre Ma'am" The Sith Mistress nodded, giving the Officer a seductive smile that made him flustered. Her eyes flashed with mischief as she let the guard escort her to where Draken already was. Entering the room, all the soldiers stood to attention. Alora sauntered across to Draken, ignoring everyone else there. "Hello Darling. Miss me?" she stopped in front of him, leaned across and kissed him passionately. The Sith Mistress fed off the emotions in the room, the shock, surprise, the jealousy as some wished for her attention themselves...

The Sundered Heart exited hyperspace above Raxus Prime. It had been a long time since Alora had been here... the last time had been when Sirvani was still alive. Stretching out her senses, she felt the presence of other sith still here, including the one she had come to see. Rather than use the Force she used the official comm channel to contact Draken. "I'm here. The apprentice I was hoping to gather seemed a bit preoccupied so I'll deal with him later. Am I too late to join the party?"

The Sundered Heart surfed it's way through hyperspace on it's way to it's destination. It's occupants had programmed in various random jumps so as not to be followed.

A smile appeared upon Alora's face in anticipation of their trip, she turned towards the hanger, the two making their way towards the Sundered Heart. "Good idea. You never know when the second ship will come in handy." As he spoke of Serenno she inclined her head, "I look forward to it." Entering the ship, KD-2 had already run through the preflight checks, telling her what it had done as the two Sith entered the cockpit. KD-2 retired as Alora slipped into the pilots seat and finished the preparations for take off. With those completed, she lifted the sleak space yacht from the floor of the hanger, taking it out and pointing it skyward. Within moments they were rocketing towards the outer atmosphere and leaving the planet of Vernza-Torrah behind them. They entered hyperspace on the first of several random hyperspace jumps to confuse anyone trying to work out where they had come from.

"Send it" Alora was already planning the 'design' for this crystal statue. It would be such a masterpiece. She sent a number of internal comms through to some of their servants, to some of the warrior women that trained on Vernza Torrah and gave them instructions to what she wanted accomplished while they were away. She waited until Draken sent the main message then started towards the Hanger, "who's ship shall we take this time?" Alora had already sent the call out for her ship and it had arrived, been refueled and restocked. She didn't mind which ship they went in and was only preparing for any eventuality.

The Sith Mistress inclined her head thoughtfully, "Yes, that might do nicely my dear. We should get the arrangements set in motion." She grinned at the prospect, the thought of them creating this wonderful masterpiece that would be delivered as a 'gift' to the Jedi. They had paused in front of the elevator, waiting for the doors to open when the comm came in from Faust. Alora raised her eyebrow at the contents, her violet eyes sparkling with mirth. "It seems we have anticipated well in this instant. I'll send Faust a message with regards to our gift." The doors slid silently open, the lush interior showing just as much care to detail as the rest of the Fortress. They ascended to the top floor, stepping out into a main foyer. Everything was luxurious, rich and exotic, all very tastefully decorated. Alora stepped out, heading towards the main communications chamber so that they could set the first part of their project in motion.

Alora laughed at the thought, the tinkling sound of her laughter carrying on the breeze. The image he shared with her was quite a good idea. "Once we work out the finer details, we must talk to the Dark Lord about it and have this as the initiation to an attack." They closed the distance to the Fortress, it's structure standing proud on the top of the rocky plateau. Instead of accessing the Force to leap up the rock face, Alora led the way to a shadowed area at the base which was near invisible to the naked eye that there was something else hidden there. Hidden within the shadows was a door carved out of the rock itself. The cracks of the door jam blended in perfectly with the rock face so that it didn't stand out. Even with the sun shining directly on it, it wouldn't be obvious as to what was there. The Sith Mistress looked back at Draken, grinning at him as she opened the door. She'd had the workmen create a hidden panel within the rockface so it blended in perfectly. Unless you knew it was there, and what codes to use, you wouldn't be able to open the door. It had security protocols that she had to perform before the door silently opened inwards. She led the way inside, letting the door seal behind them once Draken had entered. Only after the door had sealed did she start off, leading her companion around a sharp corner to where the lighting was apparent - unseen from the doorway. Dim red lights embedded into the rock showed the narrow path along the smooth rock corridor which turned off after they had passed them. It was cool within the rock as they made their way deeper into the Fortress's lower area. After a few minutes they came to another door with similar security protocols as the previous door. Here however was a hidden camera monitoring who approached the door. Once Alora had keyed in certain codes, the door opened to give them access to a wide cavern like area. Several other corridors led off from this chamber, each with their own security protocols. Alora pointed towards one particular corridor, "The prison cells and torture chamber are down that one. We could inspect it now or we could head up above and see how well my builders have done their job there."

Alora's violet eyes sparkled with all the prospects. They could have a great deal of fun with this skill... "Yes... turn our soldiers to statues, then send them as a parcel to the Jedi... then reanimate them at the right moment. Wouldn't that be something..." The workmen building the Fortress send Alora a comm, telling her that they were up to the finishing touches. Grinning, the Sith Mistress turns to Draken. "I'm going to inspect the Fortress. Do you wish to join me or learn more from the holocron?" The Force was teasing her senses, giving her the urge to head back to Coruscant. She would inspect the Fortress then head to the city planet to seek out the subject the Force had shown her.

"No, he wouldn't. Think on it. The extremities have been turned to a crystaline state. It is no longer under his control, it's solid, unmoveable. Hmm. It might be interesting to try and alter that so that they can... that will require thought. How to crystalise - or ice - them and still have them be able to function." She read the report that he handed to her, pondering the results and finding it interesting. It would take a very skilled Force user to do what she was thinking of doing. If the two of them could master it it would be something special. Alora grinned at Draken, sharing the thought through their bond. == The workers continued on the fortress. It would be soon completed. They were using a special technique to melt into the rock so that the walls were smooth. Various rooms, dungeons and a labratory were built below in the rock while in the above Fortress everything luxurous was built and installed.

Alora listened to Arcanus discussing the techniques, nodding her head as she realised it was similar to a particular skill she had already perfected. She watched as Draken attempted the crystallization process on the slave, silent though stepping closer to observe. There wasn't much of a difference between the crystal and ice. She would practice the skill as well. "You can do the same though instead of crystal, you can turn them to ice my dear." She told the slaves to bring forth a prisoner, not wanting to waste the slaves at this point and they did have plenty of prisoners to choose from at that time. When the man was brought, struggling all the way as he saw the Sith Masters near a medical team. Alora grinned, a sinister look appearing in her eyes and ordered the slaves to hold the prisoner still. She started with one of his legs, turning it to ice to begin with, the ice traveling down his leg to his foot. As with the other 'specimen', this prisoner screamed in agony. Focusing on the other leg, the Sith Mistress gathered the Force to her, letting the dark energies swirl around her as she processed the new skill, that Draken had just performed. The differences weren't many though required a different touch. Her hand raised, pointing to his other leg then observed as it began to crystallize. The screams increased until the prisoner passed out from the pain, the medical team taking a second patient away. "Nice, I like that one. What else does the holocron have to impart?" Meanwhile the fortress was being completed, literally rising up from the top of the rock plateau to stand proud over looking the valley and the ocean.

Alora took the workman to the site, pointing out where she wanted the outposts as well as telling them about the section she wanted to be carved into the rock. Everything had to blend in with the surroundings, and look like it belonged there. She had also hired decorators that had worked within her shipping industry back on her home planet. Every part of the interior would be luxurious - except for the dungeon. That would be traditional. She headed back to the temple, aware through their bond that Draken had activated some kind of old Darkside energies. She homed in on his location, remaining back from him as to not disturb him, though close enough to see that he was using a holocron. She sat in the shadows, watching, learning.

Back at the Temple they parted ways, Alora heading in to the main chamber. She felt the dark energies, the chaotic energies that abounded in this place. This was where she had been rebuilt originally, then later had gotten the surgeons to perform a similar act later, only she didn't have a shattered body that time, she was enhancing what she already had. A warrior woman approached her, Alora smiling seductively as she then walked with the woman to another chamber off to the side. She was pampered, massaged, and left totally relaxed through meditations by the time the sun rose the following morning. With the coming of the new day, ships had begun to arrive, all having brought special materials with them that would go into the construction of the new fortress. Alora greeted them, looking her absolute best. She flashed smiles, flirted and impressed upon the men with the use of her illusions and the Force just what she wanted with this fortress. Sure that her instructions would be carried out, she left them to their work.

Alora smirked at him and with a wink said, "Yes I am, aren't I". Grinning she turned to look out over the landscape, pointing out a couple of locations in turn. "We'll have sensors and outposts there, there and there." She could picture what she wanted in her mind and would impress it into the minds of the builders when they arrived. Alora turned back to Draken, drinking in his masculine form. She reached out, caressing her hand down his chest then pointed out towards the Temple of Slannesh. "Still as impressive as ever."

Alora just grinned back at him, letting the Force speed her movements as she ran. She felt so alive, so energized with the Force flowing through her veins. She was in a steady rhythm, leaping over rocks, fallen trees and other obstacles in her path. She glanced back, seeing Draken keeping pace with her, her attention then returned to where she was placing her feet. As she neared the base of the plateau she launched herself upwards, catching hold of the jutting rocks to propel herself up until she reached the top. Once there she stood waiting for Draken to join her on the edge. "This is perfect don't you think?" They had a terrific view of the valley, very scenic and beautiful. Turning around they had a view of the ocean, a startling white sandy beach with clear aqua blue water. The fortress would be situated on the plateau and would be blended in to look like it belonged there. She also had plans for the construction workers to have part of the fortress within the rock itself.

"They will defend it, though I'm going to call in some contacts that I have back on Leria Kerlsil for the building. I'll send off the requests and then we can do some training while we search for the perfect location. I have a place in mind though there may be others just as suitable." Using her comm Alora sent off the messages, calling in *favours* and using enticements to get the best builders from the planet to come. She told them that the co-ordinates she was sending to them were top secret. They had to take precautions not to be tracked there. Not that Vernza Torrah was a secret location or anything but she didn't want the general public, particularly the Jedi, to get wind that there was a sith haven here. She sent off another series of comms to weaponry specialists, telling them what she wanted for the fortifications. They received the same instructions. Once that was done, she turned back towards Draken, her hand caressing his face, "Lets go." With those two words the Sith Mistress fluidly made her way out of his ship, running with her robes whipping in the wind behind her as she ran towards a pretty valley overlooked by a plateau of rock.

Alora had freshened up and now came into the cockpit to sit beside Draken as he piloted the ship through hyperspace. "I'm feeling creative. I might have a luxurious fortress made once we arrive. I'll hire in builders from various locations and have a mix of all things exotic included. Nothing but the best. What do you think?"

Alora grinned back at him, her violet eyes sparkling with mischief. She looked out of the waterfall, catching sight of his ship coming to hover across from them. His playful mood was contagious and it was with much humor that she answered. "Don't believe I have my dear. Shall we?" She held out her hand for him to take, letting the dark energies swirl around them as she prepared to take the short leap across to his waiting ship.

Trailing a finger along his jawline, the Mistress smiled up at her lover. "That sounds interesting. We should go and see. It's been a while since we've been around other sith." The urge to take on another apprentice had passed, as if it wasn't meant to be after all. Alora wished to get out and about, to see what else was happening since they had been in relative seclusion. "I'll send mine off until I require it." She murmured softly, then sent the message for her droid to take the Sundered Heart to an undisclosed location once they left the planet.

Alora tilted her head back, enjoying the feel of his hands kneading out the tenseness in her shoulders. She returned his kiss, letting her hand rise up to caress his head. ---- Several moments later ----- The Mistress pulled her robes back around her shoulders, looking back over the waterfall to watch the sunset.

As they walked through the hidden passage way, Alora reveled in the cool darkness. As Draken opened the door the Mistress drew in a breath, letting it out slowly. "Breath-taking my dear. Lovely." Her violet eyes drank in the sight, letting the beauty of the scene relax her. "You must show me through Dooku's Villa some time dear. You have a beautiful planet." She let her mind clear of all tensions, just letting the sounds of nature wash over her. Finally she turned back to him, raising her hand up to caress his face, leaning over to give him a soft kiss. "Thank you."

Alora took in the scenery as Draken showed her around the Palace. She particularly liked the garden, the fragrance of the black roses magnificent. She marveled at the ingeniousness of those that had bred them. "Very nice dear. no wonder the wine is so exquisite" She tucked the rose bud behind her ear, letting him take her through to the throne room. She slowly paced around the room, letting her fingers lightly caress various pieces of furniture, statue and ornament as she circled the area, completing her circuit back at his side. "I look forward to seeing your Planet my dear Draken."