Csilla

[King Kheldar vos Correlli]

Csilla

 

Astrographical Information

Region: Unknown Regions

Sector: Chiss Space

System: Csilla

Orbital Position: 2

Moons: 3

Grid Coordinates: E-12

 

Physical Information

Class: Terrestrial (Cryosphere)

Atmosphere: Type 1 Breathable Oxygen Mix

Primary Terrain: Glaciers and caves

Points of Interest: Chiss Expeditionary Library

 

Societal Information

Indigenous Species: Chiss

Immigrated Species: none

Primary Language(s): Cheunh

Faction Affiliation: Neutral

 

Defense Rating: Level 3 - Moderate defense. This planet or system may have any of the following: atmospheric shielding over major cities, multiple frigate or corvette-sized ships in orbit, or partial ground forces likely relegated to major cities. Taking control of such a planet is feasible, but losses on both sides can be expected.

 

JediRP Canon History:

Csilla was the site of a lengthy and brutal battle between the Empire and the Republic, aided on both sides by Force Users of immense power. Eventually, Admiral Onderin Starlisk and his troops prevailed and brought the captured Imperial Star Destroyers back into known space. Currently it has fallen out of galactic awareness and has been largely left to its own devices.

 

Old description:

The Chiss homeworld, Cislla lies in the Unknown Regions

 

In the Expanded Universe, Csilla is identified as the homeworld of the Chiss. Csilla is a cold world of glaciers and snowy wastes located deep within Chiss Space, and serves as the capital of the Chiss Empire. Glaciers cover the normally warm equatorial regions of the planet, while solid ice locked the poles in perpetual winter. In order to survive, the Chiss had to build energy-efficient warrens beneath the ice, as close to the warmth of the inner planet as possible. Underground travel routes connect the various underground sections of Csilla. The iceways were bored through the bedrock of the planet, so that they were unaffected by the shifting ice found on the planet's surface. Specialized carriages moved passengers and cargo through the tunnels. Locked in ice for decades, Csilla has forced many socioeconomic and technological changes upon the Chiss, but few physical changes. Contrary to simplistic beliefs in a link between the Chiss skin color and the Csillan temperature, scientists have concluded that the Chiss' blue skin is caused by a mineral found in the Csillan hydrosphere.

 

Csilla is also home to the Expeditionary Library, which is a huge, underground library was maintained by the Chiss Expansionary Defense Force, and contained written information on virtually every planet, moon, and star system ever encountered by the Chiss. It was unusual, not because it was underneath the ice, but because every volume contained in the Library was hand-written.

 

(From Wikipedia on Csilla)

 

Any native Chiss has first post.

 

 

((Summary compiled by Jaina Jade Skywalker. Thank you!))

[Tarrian Skywalker]

This thread is just for the planet... it is not it's own faction... it will not be used as a faction thread... there is not Chiss faction on this board... it has no fleets... it will not have fleets...

[Sasori]

Nokrt began to wake up. His head was hurting like never before. He abruptly remembered his last moment before his sleep. He was on fire and it had taken his whole body. He looked down at his arms. They were perfect no scars or anyhting. He went to the mirror and looked upon his face. He still had the scar over his right eye. Then what happened. He looked out his window and it had hit him hard. He was on Csilla. He would recognized the city of Csaplar around his room. He was a clone. He knew he gave his people distinct orders to clone him should word of his death reach their ears. He was alive though and thats all that matters. He put on his CEDF uniform and began to exit his room.

 

However, he was bombarded by a mass of people. Two doctors and his father.

 

"Where do you think your going Admiral Nokttin'okr'tihnt?" asked one doctor.

 

"I have business to finish in the inner worlds so if you would please let me leave that would be most helpful and yes...i know i am a clone. And Father im sorry to have to leave in such a hurry but i must go back to Cardia."

 

"Thats ok son...its just thats not all Your not just yourself anymore." said Nokrt's father.

 

"What happened then?" asked Nokrt.

 

"We placed some of Mitth'raw'nuruodo tactical memories along with yours in the flash learning." replied the other doctor.

 

"Well good, i still have to leave so if you will excuse me i will be on my way.

 

Nokrt left the room and went down to the landing pad to his home. His Lambda was already there. How long had he been gone as to have the Chiss already found his ship and brought it here. Then he rembered his beckon call. They must have found and used it to get his ship here.

 

He went aboard his ship and took off. Once in space he decided to use his comlink to notify Captain Phillep that he would be arriving on Cardia very soon.

 

 

--------New Post on March 25th 2006 at 11:08 PM Alaska Time -9:00--------

 

Nokrts ship arrived on Csilla touching down for a moment. As soon as he landed he was swarmed with his 5 fellow squadron members. There was Commander Craint, and Lieutenants Furti, Arawi, Ogrit, and Durfe. Nokrt breifed them on their mission to Coruscant and they nodded and obeyed their orders. Climbing into their Clawcraft, including a new one for Admiral Nokrt himself. They took off to aid the Empire in the fierce Battle of Coruscant.

[Capt. Phillep]

And so it was... the frozen iceball that was the gem of the Chiss Empire.

 

Just outside Long-range sensors, parked the Imperial Fleet, shields and weapons already online. Teams prepped, awaiting Nokrt's Ambassadorial mission.

 

Returning his main focus to his second Apprentice, Phillep offered Ki a hand, "Stand, my girl. Feel the Dark Side as it rolls off of me. Use it, that is the true purpose of our link, of this collar. A means for you and I to feed off of each-other, not only in the physical blood context, but spiritually."

[Sasori]

Seeing the icy homeworld to which he had lived the majority of his life raught many memories he had there. His mother and father still on the surface thriving in the rich urban society to which they had been brought up in. It was difficult for Nokrt to even think upon executing his own people shopuld he need to. But then again he won't. He knew how the Chiss thought and how this would work out. A show of force would be all that would be necessary for the Chiss surrender of Csilla. Turning to his Lieutenant, Commander Nokrt spoke.

 

"Lieutenant Tifel, prepare the Dark Alliance for full strike capabilities. Get the Pilots to their ships and man the turbolasers. Relay this message to our accompanying force and inform them that their turbolasers are to target only Chiss Clawcraft fighters."

 

Gazing upon his Lieutenant and allowing his red eyes to bore into the man he could see the human reluctantly reply.

 

"Yes...sir"

 

The sarcasm had been noted but now was not the time to think of such petty punishments to enforce upon the man for clear insubordination. Tifel would suffer for his actions but for now peace amongst his men must be kept to increase the moral of the situation. His men would have to accept his judgement on the situation seeming how he is the only man in the Empire who knows their opponent.

 

Pacing the deck Nokrt came to the main bridge window observing the space around them. It was desolate and the Chiss Navy had yet to show itself. But Nokrt knew where they were and what they were doing at this exact moment...debating. The Chiss has known of Imperial power and heard of it through the smuggling chain that enters this system. They were clearly feeling threatened by the force which hovers above their planet and wish to exterminate Nokrt's force on the grounds that he was threatening the security of their planet which justifies an attack. Nokrt knew this was not an argument which works with the Chiss. He had tried it in the past during the war with the Vaagari when he attacked a force outside of the Ascendancy's territory. Nokrt had been demoted in rank for his actions and assuming such the force which was to come would be in the same situation. They would send an Ambassador, someone to try and bargain for the world of Csilla.

 

"SIR WE HAVE IMBOUND!" shouted one of the men of the Dark Alliance who clearly needed retraining.

 

Pacing to the man he looke dover his shoulder at the radar screen in which appeared to be a small Luxury freighter flanked by two Chiss Frigates and a Chiss Star Destroyer. They clearly had brought much to bargain with and it may be time for Nokrt to up the ante. It could wait though until he heard their offer.

 

"Welcome Imperial Forces to Csilla, What is your business with the Chiss Ascendancy?" said a voice, regal in sound, clearly the Ambassador.

 

"Ambassador this is Imperial Commander Nokttin'okr'tihnt of the Dark Alliance, We have come to offer the complete unconditional surrender of Csilla and the handing over of all availiable military resources"

 

There was a pause. The exact pause the Commander had been looking for. The Ambassador clearly recognized his name and was in fear of the complete turn around of their former Admiral.

 

"Commander Nokttin'okr'thint, I am sorry to inform you that the Chiss can make no such arrangement, we order you to leave here immediately as per your orders due to your actions against the Chiss Military Code in the Battle over Coruscant."

 

"I will make no such arrangement Ambassador, The Empire demands Csilla if you will not bring about a peaceful surrender we will be in postion to force your surrender."

 

Switching off the Comm, Nokrt turned to Tifel who had just returned from his previous orders.

 

"Inform Admiral Phillep that his fleet is necessary to show the Chiss it is in their best interest to surrender now than lose countless lives to a battle they have no chance of winning at."

 

The Lieutenant saluted and made his way in sending the transmission to the Hellgate. Now to wait for their arrival to further this negotiation.

[Capt. Phillep]

As the Hellgate lurched forwards, flanked by the Imperial II Star Destroyers, acting immediately, Tie Defenders were scrambled and Troop Dropships escaped the bays of the capital-class vessels. Each one containing a strike team and its leader.

 

"Ready all guns and aim for the lead Chiss frigate, await my order to fire."

 

Phillep's bloodlust was a powerful thing, and while, he often found it was better to not destroy your opposition's military assets, sometimes, war was only fun when someone was hurt... and like all sadists who were forced into positions of leadership, he had to counter-balance the alternatives.

 

"Master Haphaestus, you and Alpha Team will board the Chiss Star Destroyer and execute the Ambassador, if he proves any more unruly than he already has with Commander Nokrt. I dislike people who don't follow commands."

 

"Colonel Macleod and Lt. Goeth, with Beta and Gamma Teams, respectively, will each be responsible for ground installations and/or any activated spatial defense platforms. Minimal resource damage, casualties at will."

 

And then, he waited on Ki... "You and I, shall descend upon the very heart of the Ascendancy once their major military defenses have been stopped."

[Ki Vastor]

((would have posted earlier but have been suffering from a migraine.))

 

 

Ki listened to Phillep as he spoke, talking of how she should use the Chiss paranoia to her advantage. His explanation regarding her pain, other's pain did tell her a lot with regards to how he had been using her and Aisling. How he had purposely caused them pain to make him stronger. His comment with regards to rushing forward through anger leading to self destruction hit home with her immediately. It was why she had been so drained before, why it had been so easy for him to let her become drained of her blood, her anger making it ever so easy for her to injure herself. She had let her anger feed her actions and while she grew weaker, he had just gotten even more powerful. The battle with Macleod, both were just his pawns there too. Ki did wonder how Macleod felt about all of that.

 

Still she remained subdued, even though deep inside the resentment brewed. Ki remained silent as he continued his instruction, telling her that she was to learn to use others. When you feel that siphoning of life, then your collar will begin to attack. Fear is a powerful tool, a tool that one must learn to exploit, to control in others. She didn't understand what he meant by that”¦ was it in reference to herself, or was it her to be siphoning the life from others? She had no idea what he meant.

 

”œWho's life siphoned? Mine? How will the collar attack? What will it do?”

[Haphaestus]

Sith Master Haphaestus would have smiled when he got his assignment, had he been capable of doing so. He still felt that emotion--he identified it as a sort of dark glee, a sort of sadistic lust for the destruction of all that stood in his way. And now he had a mission. A mission given to him by a former apprentice, but a mission that he was prepared to accept and execute with all efficiency.

 

His small ship rocketed forward, tailed by a compact transport that carried Alpha Team. Haphaestus opened a comm to the Star Destroyer. "I have come as an ambassador to meet face-to-face with the Chiss ambassador," he said calmly, knowing full well that the Chiss would not be prepared to receive such ambassadors.

 

Sure enough, he got an order to stand down or be fired upon, so he chose the latter, pulling his somewhat inept ship through an impossible maneuver that successfully evaded a barrage of turbolaser fire that would easily have vaped his craft. The transport behind him would have been destroyed by the volley had Haphaestus not stretched out with the Dark Side, commandeering the pilot's mind into making the same evasive maneuver (slightly adjusted due to his position and the capabilities of his craft).

 

Still stretched out with the Dark Side, Haphaestus focused on the array of shielding that protected the Star Destroyer's main hangar. It was simple energy, just as was the Force. With the Dark Side, the stronger of the two energies, Haphaestus simply, easily dispelled the other, creating a sizable hole in the shielding.

 

Expertly pulling his ship and the transport behind him through the hole, Haphaestus landed and exited his fighter. Alpha Team's stormtroopers began to unload in a militarily precise operation themselves, toting E-11 blaster rifles and, in many cases, more advanced and specialized weapons.

 

The pilot, another stormtrooper, looked a little dazed by his posture, and Haphaestus could tell that he was amazed by the simple feats that the Sith Master had performed.

 

"Let us march on the ambassador," Haphaestus said, activating his pair of lightsabers, which crackled in the air around them, filling it with static and small discharges of electricity. He was going to enjoy this quite thoroughly...this was what he had been designed for.

[Amon Goeth]

Lt. Goeth's eyes scanned the men standing before him. Each of them had been out fitted to his exact specifications. He had made a special request to get troops other then stormtroopers, since they would stick out and be picked off way to easily for his liking. The team before him was clad in thick blastvest's with various equipment hanging from their bodies. Their weapons were also a special request; Slug throwers. They would get past much of the armor the Chiss might have, since most people expect others to bring Blasters to a fight.

 

Though, he always did love the extra blood that was brought about when one of the projectiles pierced the flesh of someone. A sudden hiss filled the air as the doors to the multiply pods began to shut, they would soon be dropped in upon their target. Checking the strap upon his weapons, Goeth moved back a bit so the door to his own pod could close. He switched his headset on for a brief second..

 

"Radio silence from here out until you get my order to break it."

 

His gut dropped as the static of his headset cut out. He knew that had just been released. They would be taking out a few military targets with as little damage done to the actual structures and equipment as possible. Thirty seconds passed and he felt the resistance of the atmosphere. Sixty seconds and he felt the shoots deploy and the thrusters ignite to slow their descent. Twenty seconds later he felt the pod slam into the ground, the door popping off as he hit the trigger for it.

 

He pulled the automatic pistols from his side and slipped out, activating his night vision goggles as he did. The world around him erupted in various shades of green. A tiny red light flickered on, signaling that his headset was active. He didn't break the silence yet though, just in case they were watching the frequencies. Amon rose his hand into the air, signaling for the group to break into two parts with him leading the first group and a marksman leading the second.

 

Thud, Thud

 

Two bodies hit the ground as Amon took them down, the report of his weapons silenced with the thin barrel screwed onto the end of his and his men's weapons. The aged man moved forward quickly, holstering his weapons as he entered the first room of the base. He drew out the knife at his side, placed his hand over the Chiss's mouth and slit his throat, then let him drop to the ground. No remorse was shown as he cleaned the weapon on the dead beings body and put his weapon away.

 

The power to the building blinked out signaling that the second team had completed it's goal. They wouldn't have to worry about security as much now, as well as they would be able to communicate with their radios freely. Drawing his weapons, Amon opened the next door and moved through it slowly. He paused for a moment, something wasn't right. His gut was telling him to duck..and he obeyed.

 

"Down!"

 

Just as Amon and his men began to duck the room erupted into blaster fire, taking out a few of his guys. His silenced pistols burst to life, cutting threw his foes ranks like a vibrosword through a gungan. As soon as he heard the familiar click, click, click that signaled his empty clips. Dropping the two weapons, he rolled to the side and drew his vibro shiv. It's frequency was set as high as it could go as he flung it threw the air. The ear splitting scream that followed was music to the twistedly sadistic Lt.

 

Everything was going to plan so far. In the next five minutes the team moved through the compound and into the control center. The walls were covered in blood, rivers of the same crimson fluid running threw the hallways as they sliced into the system, shutting down all the planetary defenses they could access from here...

[Sasori]

Nokrt waited as the boarding party seemed to slaughter the men of the Chiss Star Destroyer. Their comm channel to the Dark Alliance was weak but great enough for Nokrt to hear the deaths of many Chiss who undoubtedly brought their Charric's to fight the boarding party. It would only be a matter of time now before...

 

"Sir, we have an incoming message from the Ambassador's ship." said Lieutenant Tifel with the utmost satisfaction.

 

"Put it through" said Nokrt in his unwavering speech which spoke to the man as if this was routine.

 

Tifel turned and pressed a button which allowed the message to come through.

 

"This is Chiss Ambassador Firht'ihn'konit we have orders to stand down and surrender Csilla with no terms of surrender."

 

Nokrt waited for a moment thinking on the Ambassador's words. It wasn't his decision to make whether to accept their surrender. But then again he would like nothing better than to announce it right now and enslave the ambassador for the rest of eternity. No. It wasn't his decision.

 

"Tifel patch this through to the Admiral and see what he would like the next move to be."

 

Tifel did as instructed and Nokrt sat there waiting for the Admiral's reply.

[Capt. Phillep]

Phillep's eyes glistened as he tried to explain himself, it always seemed, he spoke in a convoluted manner that few ever understood.

 

"You will learn to siphon power from the weak, from those who are afraid. The Chiss are a dangerous enemy, but their violent xenophobia, their extreme fear, is a key to their subjugation. One has to draw out that fear and drive them to madness with it."

 

Pausing to make certain of what was occuring in the rapid-takeover of the Chiss homeworld, "It will be only a matter of time, before you undergo a practical test of this skill. Surely, the Chiss will defend their Palaces as we would... it is only natural to save one's King in hopes of striking against another's forces on the Dejarik board. When this occurs, you and I, shall descend upon that place and clear it out. The ruler will be trapped, captured and coerced to give us military and resource control of Csilla. They shall retain political control as a loyal sovereign system, with its economy and military strength linked to that of the expanding Sith Empire."

 

As he awaited word from Colonel Macleod's assault, already receiving word of the major take-down of planetary defenses by Lt. Goeth's team and Master Haphaestus' strike against the ambassadorial delegation, it would only be a matter of time. "I suggest you ready yourself, I shall show you, that we only need the Dark Side to be our weapon. As for your collar, it shall act, taking bolts once you and it accept your bond to me."

 

Commander Nokrt, ready yourself to lead a fighter assault and screen, I've found that while words are vital, actions speak far louder and tend to leave hellish scars.

[Lieutenant Macleod]

The Colonel was somewhat surprised at the nature of his assignment. He was a fighter pilot, not used to leading men on ground missions. But he supposed with his new position as Sith Apprentice, Phillep expected him to expand his horizons. At his point, he was looking for anything to take his mind of his predicament. And the prospect of leading a ground mission did just that. It forced him to concentrate on the plan ahead. The Sith carried only his broadsword and a blaster pistol as the transport took off. His hand rested lightly on his pistol as he glanced at the men behind him. Most appeared calm. Macleod tried to maintain that appearance as well, but he was more nervous than he had ever been before a mission. He was confident in these troops and that heartened him somewhat. Macleod had handpicked this group, as he did all his teams. Some of the pilots he had worked with, who possessed previous troop experience were among them. Most he knew only from Imperial military records. Macleod pulled a thick hood over his head as he neared the ground. The other men did the same.

 

"Chiss is a very cold world, as I'm sure you gentleman are aware. Don't get separated from the main column no matter what. Get lost in the cold, and you will not survive long. You are all already aware of the layout of our strike point. Let's move."

 

He was the first to jump off the troop transport as it hovered above the ground. Green laser blasts came flying at them immediately. As expected, two guards were in front of this particular entrance. They would have seen the transport and more would be coming. Many more. For now, Macleod quickly picked the two men off with his pistol. He motioned the soldiers to advance. Macleod had chosen a small side entrance near some of the controls to the Chiss underground. It was supposed to be protected by air support, but the Chiss had not anticipated an assault from the Empire. The Empire was going to achieve air superiority, Macleod himself had trained most of the pilots. The Chiss had not expected troop transports to land so quickly after the attack began. Nevertheless, they knew he was here now and reinforcements would be coming. He would have preferred to enter in stealth, but it was dark out, and even with their protection they could not survive a hike in the cold. They had no choice but to give the Chiss a warning. At least it would be a fair fight. Macleod could see the doors were well maintained. The Chiss were quite efficient.

 

"Blow it open."

 

An explosion ripped into the night air, and Macleod's men poured in. A large detachment of Chiss were waiting on the other side. They were much quicker than he had anticipated. The hallway they entered was narrow and the ceiling was low. Blasters rang out at almost point blank range. Men on both sides fell. Soon they were too close for blaster shots, and were trying to beat each other with their rifles. Macleod's sword sang as it was drawn from its scabbard. Always before it had been ornamental in nature. Now the Sith was prepared to use it. He could feel the strength and speed afforded to him by the nanites. The butterflies had long ago left his stomach. Now they were in the midst of combat. These men depended upon him, and he had no plans of letting them down. His voice spoke into his comm.

 

"I'm clearing a path. Follow me."

 

Macleod pushed through to the front. He shoved his own men backward creating a very small pocket between the two forces. Two chiss came at him, one swinging the butt of his rifle at Macleod's head. The rage flowed through him. He ducked slicing the man's midsection open and spilling his guts. He spun driving his sword into the neck of the second Chiss. The other Chiss advanced, no fear in their eyes. There were many of them but Macleod was driven with the anger Phillep had taught him to summon. His men advanced backing him up with their own melee weapons. The Chiss never lost their nerve as Macleod advanced, cutting them down with ease. They were brave. Twice he was sliced by a Chiss warrior, once in the shoulder and then again in the leg. The second time the man that had cut him at already had his throat slashed. The Chiss were the most fearsome group he had encountered. By the time they got through, Macleod had lost more men then he would have liked to. But most lived, Macleod had shown his men the Chiss were good, but not as good as them. They found themselves in a large cold cavern.

 

"Get into the carriage, quickly."

 

His men entered, following orders without question. They all crouched down as much as they could. Only Macleod and the two best sharp shooters stood. As their carriage zoomed through the tunnel, Chiss warriors took shots at them from hidden places. Macleod had anticipated this tactic. They returned fire, taking out many of the warriors as they could. Macleod's Force guided shots were the surest. They made it across without the loss of a single soldier. Macleod checked his mental map. They had stopped at the right place.

 

"Take the control room."

 

His men busted down the door, eliminating the two technicians inside. Their comms rang out, notifying Macleod that several detachments were on their way. But it was too late for this part of the Chiss base. Macleod had control. He notified Phillep of his success.

[Haphaestus]

Dark Side lightning poured out of Haphaestus' crossed lightsabers, licking out in all directions and destroying life around him. Any and all that had hostile intent, some will to stand in his way, were found and destroyed by the bolts of energy more devestating and pure even than a lightsaber blade when willed to be so.

 

The Sith Master marched steadily through the hallways--through their centers--lightsabers spinning to block blasterfire from reaching those under his charge. He deliberately allowed many bolts to penetrate his defenses and strike his armor, only to bounce harmlessly off as if they had indeed been turned aside by a lightsaber blade. The unique properties of phrik only added to his image as something that simply could not be stopped or hindered in any way.

 

At will, he would sometimes dash to either sides of the hallway with impossible speed, lightsabers slashing back and forth, decapitating or dismembering opponents with the ease and grace that a Corellian sand panther would find in tracking and destroying a flightless numa from Naboo.

 

With such a steady rate of advance, it didn't take long to reach the doors to the Star Destroyer's bridge, apparently where the ambassador waited. The doors were locked for obvious reasons, and they were thick blast doors. Haphaestus toyed with the idea of slicing them through with his lightsabers for a moment, but then decided on something much more effectual.

 

He simply reached out with the Force, drawing strength from it. He was already immesely strong, stronger than any organic, so with the Dark Side behind him he was of strength only definable as colossal. He walked up to the doors, lightsabers deactivated and back on his belt, and dug his gauntleted hands into the metal. With a solid jerk, he tore the doors open, destroying their servomotors with the enhanced strength of his own.

 

Entering, he picked the Ambassador up off the ground with a bit of telekinesis. "You should have surrendered the first time," he said, "but I'm giving you a second chance, something not often received from Sith Masters."

[Ki Vastor]

Ki half turned to look at him, beginning to feel more of the conflict down on the surface as she felt herself linking to him, the power beginning to surge through her from the chaos. She shuddered again, swallowing at first though let it happen when he reassured her that the collar would protect her rather than attack her, that she would have to trust it to do so before it would. She had been thinking more that the collar was a weapon against her, not that it would defend her. With her mind and the new awareness she was begining to feel, she now examined it in another way, letting the first tentative bonds grow with it as well...

 

She'd not heard much about the Chiss before, though vaguely recalled hearing something in the history texts about Thrawn. He was notorious for his planning and his execution of actions. She found herself nodding slightly in agreement that the Chiss would defend the Palace... just as Hapes had tried to with no success. She closed her eyes again, knowing this would be no different an outcome. But this time you are on the side that will win... you can do this... feel the power... let it happen... you want to learn... here's your chance to do just that... Ki let her hand remain in his, having to get through her own issues with having to trust him and finding that with that contact it was easier to feel what was happening between them. She was feeling more of his power, more of the way the darkside felt as she let the last of her own resistance go, although still keeping her very private thoughts her own.

 

As the last of her resistance left her, she let herself feel more of what was coursing through him, now channelling between them. She wondered how she would use the force to defend herself when all she knew was to push, pull and choke... was there more she could do there? He would be aware that she didn't know anything more and would need to be taught. Already she was feeling stronger, feeling the pain from those on the surface, letting it flow through her in such a way that it wasn't effecting her as other's pain normally did. She was feeling it in the twisted way that Phillep did... feeling it in such a way that it would provide her with more power...

 

"What other applications of the Force can I learn? How do I use the Dark Side as my weapon? I feel their pain, the chaos... how do I use that?"

 

Her voice had taken on a strange eagerness as she let her fingers entwine with his, signifying, without realising it herself, that she had let the bonding occur. She was feeling more of an excitement towards what was about to occur rather than feeling the fear of him. That had diminished as she had let her barriers down to him, letting him 'in'.

[Capt. Phillep]

"Good, Ki, now let the darkness wash over you. Listen to the cold whispers of the darkness, let its shadows become one with you. Let them sink deep into your conscious and subconscious. Once they have melded, your very instinct will lash out against your enemies. Your very thoughts will become your weapons, as they easily invade the minds of others."

 

Phillep began to walk towards the Troop Transports, boarding one with a legion of Stormtroopers looking through their blank expressions at the Admiral and his apprentice. Taking a seat, all that lingered in his face was just a smile, his thoughts would be the next form of communication with Ki...

 

"Fear leaves a creature open to a mental assault. Open to the projection of more fear, greater insanity. That will be what weapon we shall choose. We shall sicken them with their own fear, together."

 

The transport descended, several fighters leaving as an escort and the troopers about them falling over the Palace, along with hundreds taking up positions and opening gateways into the Palace proper. The comms to each team were simple, "Colonel Macleod, Lt. Goeth, descend upon the Palace structure. We shall take the Ascendancy and the Court. Descend upon my location."

 

With the dark graces that so firmly kept Phillep company, the living armor sprang to life stretching over his body, just in time for a stray blaster bolt to scorch the armor-flesh. Ki's collar acting in a similar fashion, absorbing another bolt from a charric. The E-11 blaster rifle-toting soldiers and their slug-thrower-toting companions quickly formed a perimeter about the two and found cover to return a volley.

 

Standing in the middle, Phillep motioned for Ki to watch from safety, darkness swarmed over the Chiss defenders, striking into the very deep trenches of their minds. Causing them despair, slowly, the efficiently brutal Chiss began to fire madly, almost as if striking at ethereal things. Quickly becoming prey for the Stormtrooper battalions.

 

It became suddenly far easier to move forwards, at least from where Phillep was standing... quickly and easily, striking at his opponents through the Force. Straining and debilitating their minds... motioning for Ki to do the same, he once again offered his hand, "Now my dear, just like that... show them fear."

 

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Two Imperial II Star Destroyers entered space, with a comm to the Dark Alliance requesting similar action.

 

Head to open space, the Admiral will finish this personally, Commander Nokrt, the Hellgate will follow soon.

[Sasori]

((Sorry for not posting sooner. I had one made then my Comp flipped out and deleted my post...then i had work and....well its here now...))

 

Nokrt stood there in disbelief. He couldn't even get the order to have his ship prepared for immediate takeoff before the whole thing was over. Imperial tactics were astonishing. Nokrt was clearly happy with his new loyalties and knew that they would lie here till his dying day. Looking about his bridge, his men working tirelessly destroying every ship in sight, Nokrt had found a crew. This was his place. The men, however resentful of his alien appearence respected him, which is all he required. This was his place. turning to Tifel he began to give his order.

 

"Lieutenant put the Ship into open space, the Hellgate will soon follow us into position after it has conducted it final sweep of the enemy."

 

Nokrt bored his eyes into the man letting the red capsulate his entirety. Tifel turned and issued the order with out complaint but rather a quick bow. He was learning his place and learning that mistreating Nokrt was a poor choice of action. Turning to his comm Nokrt spoke.

 

----COMM to Ground Forces----

 

"This is Commander Nokrt aboard the Dark Alliance to all Stormtrooper Squadrons, this is instructive to capture the Heads of the Four Ruling Houses, House Csapla, House Nuruodo, House Inrokini, and House Sabosen. Do not kill them at any cost! When they are captured bring them to me."

 

----COMM ended----

 

Turning to Tifel he noticed a slight nod signaling that they were infact in position and he awaited further orders. Nokrt wondered what the Admiral had in mind for them but he was an Admiral for a reason and Nokrt would accept his judgement for now. He hoped the Stormtroopers would recieve his message in time before they ended up murdering them. If they did a riot would be at hand and Imperial Power would be lost and they may possibly join the Rebellion.

 

"Tifel inform the Admiral we are in position and await further orders."

 

Sitting in his command chair Nokrt continued to gaze upon his men and began to accept his place in the Empire. This was his purpose. This was his place. This will be his deathbed.

[Ki Vastor]

"Good, Ki, now let the darkness wash over you. Listen to the cold whispers of the darkness, let its shadows become one with you. Let them sink deep into your conscious and subconscious. Once they have melded, your very instinct will lash out against your enemies. Your very thoughts will become your weapons, as they easily invade the minds of others."

 

Ki followed his instructions, doing just as he asked, letting his words add to the sensations as the darkness within her grew. Her face was shadowed by the hood of her robes, her features not visible beneath it now as they made their way to the transport. It was like Ki was alive with power, feeling it crackling around her. "That's it Ki... you do this and I will aid you as well... very good, let it happen..." The voice came into her mind again, the strange timbre of it's sound washing through her as the soul within the collar began to advise. It had been watching her, waiting for it's chance since it had been placed around her neck.

 

Ki listened to Phillep's words in her mind as the stormtroopers became unaware of the conversation going on between them. "Fear leaves a creature open to a mental assault. Open to the projection of more fear, greater insanity. That will be what weapon we shall choose. We shall sicken them with their own fear, together." "Yes Phillep" Her own voice taking on a vibrancy as the power surged within her, making her feel stronger, feel like she was a weapon...

 

Ki felt the collar moving around her body now, doing it's part as it had promised her, as it told her which had fired the shots. Her eyes darted towards those firing at them, feeling Phillep take her hand in his once more. Her eyes narrowed at the blue skinned warriors, as if looking into their minds, making them feel paranoid.

 

"You have no chance of winning this battle, your brother has turned against you, your destruction is imminent. You have already lost..."

 

She could feel their fear, feel their pain as they were cut down and she turned it back at them, striking at them within their minds as if her own was just an extension of Phillep's will. She could feel his fingers entwined with hers, again making the bond stronger through physical connection. The collar darting over her but for the most part now just remaining comfortingly around her neck as the shots turned wayward. She caught the vision of a ghost like being from their minds, and projected it further, almost creating a visible spectre as some of the troops dropped their weapons and ran only to be cut down by the stormtroopers.

 

Her sparkling brown eyes made contact with Phillep's briefly as a smile graced her face from the power shared, the intimacy of their attack made her body tingle with strength and excitement. Ki never though this kind of power would be so intoxicating...

[Capt. Phillep]

"Very good, my dear. Now, let us press on, we have two nobles to capture."

 

Utilizing battle meditation, as he had learned under the guidance of his Master, he touched the minds of the Stormtrooper Commandos with him and pressed them forwards. They would capture the leaders of House Sabosen and Csapla. The soldier with the comm relayed the orders for Colonel Macleod and Lt. Goeth, each to move on House Nuruodo and Inrokini, respectively.

 

Meeting Ki's smile with one of his own, the two Sith marched forwards until a jammed blast-door became their next obstacle.

 

Every obstacle can be overcome, Ki. By sheer force, by technology, or by looking for an alternative.

 

Placing his free hand against the door, a Commando offering his advice, "We'd need demolition charges to take this out, sir."

 

Then, smiling, As I told you, sheer force.

 

The field technician ran up from the rear, "There's a communications and security systems computer, I could splice and reprogram, to effect security doors."

 

Technology.

 

And with the same sinister smile, tapping the door twice, before sending a ripple through the Force that shattered its locking mechanisms and control arms.

And, my personal favorite, the alternative.

 

The massive door fell forwards, much to the dismay of the seven bunkered Chiss soldiers, Phillep used the Force to latch onto the feeble mind of the one in command and pluck the location of the two noble houses' leaders, before the same hand that had just shattered a blastdoor, severed the neck of the Chiss soldier. It was not nearly as long of a wait for death for the others, as they were quickly caught in E-11 blaster rifle rounds, or torn to shreds by slug-throwers.

 

"Two teams, CM-451 you head twenty kilometers east with Lady Vastor and a squad of fifteen. I'll lead CM-258's team, thirteen kilometers west."

 

Now, use the shadows and stay by the Commando's side. Use the Force and apprehend the nobles of House Csapla. I'll take care of House Sabosen.

 

"Rendezvous in the Main Chambers, all teams, with the four heads."

[Ki Vastor]

Every obstacle can be overcome, Ki. By sheer force, by technology, or by looking for an alternative. Ki observed him closely, having had a small thrill go through her when he returned her smile with one of his own. With her mind linked with his, she followed what he did when he used his alternative method on the door. She felt the ripple he sent through the Force into the door, feeling it shatter the locking mechanism's... So that's how he destroyed the door to my rooms... You know he only does what is best for you... and for Aisling. Ki didn't have time to think an answer back to the voice that spoke again, seeing Phillep deal with the Chiss soldiers within.

 

Again she followed his mind as he plucked the information out of the soldier with regards to the two noble house leaders. She was feeding off the fear in the soldiers in front of her now, feeling how he used the same method on the door to kill the soldier and taking it in as something to try herself. Her collar moved to protect her from a stray bolt, it harmlessly diffusing against it.

 

Now, use the shadows and stay by the Commando's side. Use the Force and apprehend the nobles of House Csapla. I'll take care of House Sabosen.

 

Ki looked up at him again, now facing him as he gave the next set of instructions. So she was to go after the Csapla house Leader. She nodded her head, listening to his silent command. She moved off then with the squad Commando's surrounding her, the dark robes swirling around her... Don't even think of it Ki... do this right and you will learn more... wrong him and you will pay dearly for it... you want to see Aisling again don't you...? Yeah, yeah... now shut up. I'll do it, I'll behave. I'll prove I can do this. She and the squad boarded a stolen House transport and left for their target.

 

Ki used this time to feel the Commando's around her, feel what they were thinking by using the method Phillep had used on the enemy soldiers only not being intrusive. Her 'voice of reason' remaining silent for now. The soldiers didn't know what to make of her, though followed Phillep's instructions to the letter. They approached the safe house for the Noble, stopping short of it with the transport to make the rest of the way by foot. Ki spoke up now, giving instruction to the men.

 

"We shall take them by surprise. Capture that Chiss over there for me, bring him here."

 

No fighting had happened right where they were as yet, the Chiss with a false sense of security that this safe house had not been discovered. The one she had pointed out was silently captured, brought struggling to her feet. Ki's twisted smile was only just visible from the shaded hood of her robe, her warm breath causing white vapours in the cold air. The woman probed his mind now, just as Phillep had done to the others. This time she was ruthless, not probing for curiosity to see if she could do it, but this time doing it because she could. She used the fear the Chiss radiated, catching a glimpse of a female in his mind. Ki still had the adrenaline coursing through her system, still feeling close to Phillep, bonded to him, using the experience and information against the Chiss.

 

"Co-operate with us and I'll spare her. Tell us what we need to know."

 

Her voice became coaxing, now penetrating his mind You know you want to do this, tell us what we need to know Still he refused. She attacked him suddenly, lancing into his mind and ripping out the information she wanted just as she had seen Phillep do. She now had the pass codes to the safe house. Yes that's right Ki, that's how Phillep did it... now kill him... Ki's brown eyes narrowed as she looked at the weak Chiss, finding that the more frightened he became, the more powerful she felt. She brought her hand to his face, tracing a delicate fingernail under his quaking jaw line. Her nail scratched deep, Ki bringing it to her lips to lick the blood before she attempted to kill him just using the Force, again as Phillep had done before. She was learning by example.

 

Ki gripped his throat with the Force to begin with, clenching tightly as she watched him begin to gasp for air. She then focused on shattering his mind as her mentor had done to the other. With the combination of the attack she used, while it took a little longer than Phillep's did, she did accomplish it, feeding off his fear all the duration as his life was ended.

 

”œMove out”

[Lieutenant Macleod]

Macleod understood Phillep's comm. He had heard Norkt's previous orders to capture the heads of the houses alive. The Colonel stuck his head out of the control room, staring into the darkness. He was prepared to have his men move, when a blaster bolt whizzed over his head.

 

"Down!"

 

His men were suddenly hit with heavy fire coming from all directions. The Chiss reinforcements were faster than he had anticipated. There weren't many of them, as far as he could sense, but they had rapid fire blaster guns. They had superior fire power. His men were pinned down. Macleod's face was grim as he took a handful of grenades in his hand. The walls of the control room wouldn't hold up for long. It was up to him to save his soldiers before they were wiped out. He remembered the training Phillep had given him. Macleod had used his rage to lift the large boulder. Lifting these grenades should be easier.

 

But I crushed that boulder too, I didn't just lift it. I couldn't help it. Crushing a grenade would kill us all.

 

Macleod attempted to think of an alternative. He motioned for a sniper to crawl over.

 

"Do you think you can jump up and take one out quickly?"

 

The man nodded, and leaped to his feet. His sniper rifle rang out, striking one of the Chiss hiding in the rocky walls. But the man didn't stand a chance. Chiss fighters were very accurate, much better trained than Macleod realized. As soon as the sniper had fired, he was rittled with Chiss blaster fire. The man slumped to the ground. Macleod cursed his fear. It had cost a life.

 

This is what you are here for, to train your power. Your cowardice has already killed.

 

Concentrating hard, Macleod didn't think about it anymore. He merely summoned his self-pity into a ball of hate for their opponents. He threw the first grenade through a broken window, guiding it to the target with the Force. An explosion ripped through the darkness. Three more grenades, and the other Chiss fighters were finished. Macleod's face was twisted in anger. For the first time, his battle hardened troops looked surprised.

 

"Let's move."

 

His troops exited the control room, following their Colonel. Macleod stopped at a wall of sheer rock. The men said nothing as he placed a grenade beside the wall. They took cover as it exploded revealing an old maintenance tunnel.

 

Imperial intelligence comes through for once.

 

They piled into a very old looking carriage inside the old tunnel. It had holes in the bottom in some places and it was barely large enough to hold his strike force. Some of the younger soldiers looked nervous. But it was still functioning, the Chiss were expert builders. They zoomed through the old tunnel, keeping their heads low. Macleod's voice rang out over the screeching of the old machine.

 

"We will come out near House Nuruodo. The way should have been cleared by the air strikes. But the warriors inside the palace will still be vicious. House Nuruodo is a military family. They will not go down easily."

 

The carriage slammed to a stop. Macleod moved to the exit. The door was long since gone. He pushed out the dirt and snow. A cold blast of air hit his face. His forces crawled out emerging near the eastern wall of the House Nuruodo compound.

 

"Follow me."

[Capt. Phillep]

OOC: I love wikipedia..."Each of the extended ruling families is responsible for a set of government affairs to manage: House Sabosen is responsible for social issues such as justice, health, and education; House Inrokini is responsible for industry and science; House Csapla is responsible for colonial affairs, agriculture and redistribution of resources; and House Nuruodo is responsible for military and foreign affairs."

 

IC:

The Admiral considered his first true field experience opportunity with his powers since his instructions at the hands of Master Haphaestus, and he welcomed it with the dark and twisted sensations that riddled his nervous system. He was anxious, or perhaps giddy, given that Hapes was nothing more than child's play compared to the subjugation of the Chiss homeworld. Where the Cluster's military, though fierce, was much akin to a child waving a vibroblade, brave... yet ultimately doomed; however, the Chiss, the people of Thrawn, they were true adversaries. Cunning, tactical, calculating and wise... truly a match for the human Admiral and his companions.

 

But, sadly, even their genetic advances wouldn't be enough to curb the Dark Admiral, the Lord Protector, Yes, Lord Protector.

 

His team took ahold of a number of speeder-bikes, conveniently spaced nearby and moved on the House Sabosen safe-house, demolition charges opened a subterranean conduit a kilometer outside the expected location of the safehouse, forcing the team and the Admiral to move through what best resembled a sophisticated sewer system.

 

The drainage systems opened up near the end of a hospital complex, where a number of workers, conveniently clad in Sabosen robes continued about their work. Soldiers had been pouring in steadily after their incurred injuries against the Imperial assault, the Admiral's armor sprang to life covering his entire body, before several blaster bolts flanked him, striking at a number of the wounded soldiers, before the Lord Protector moved against the chief nurse.

 

"Now, my sweet, before I part open your blue flesh, tell me where the Sabosen nobles reside, or I shall descend my version of social justice upon your body... and show you, just how inferior we humans are."

 

It was a simple threat, meant only to bleed her through fear, as his face pressed against her cheek and his arm about her neck, she really didn't have much choice. Yet, she resisted... not through anger, for Chiss were hard to anger, hard to draw into the emotions of the Dark Side. But, like all creatures, fear is natural. Slowly, he sank deeper into her mind, as if biting into her very consciousness and drawing more and more of her fear, forcing it to the forefront... in dissarray she began to crack.

 

With a sinister smile, Phillep bit deeply into her neck, drawing out the fluids that sustained life, draining her of life in the most brutal, personal and sensual way possible. With the viscous fluid still seeping down his fangs and lips, he motioned for the Commandos to move out... deeper into the compound. Fortunately, the handlers of Chiss Justice and Health were far from the formidable soldiers of the military family, nor anywhere near as resourceful as the Csapla farmers and socialists, and far from the dangers of the industrial and scientifically-geared Inrokini.

 

The small brigade continued to move, relatively unopposed, until a regiment of the CEDF cornered his men. As Charric and blaster rifle bolts crossed and exploded, Phillep fell into the grips of the Dark Side of the force and struck out at the pathetic band.

 

"Your weapons and tactics are nothing compared to the power of a true Sith Lord." A wave of force energy struck at the soldiers, hurtling them into one another and unloading Charric bolts astray, one or two, striking into the heart of their own battallions. The other disarrayed and stunned Chiss became easy prey for Phillep's men, quickly falling.

 

Progressively, more and more opposition started to come across them and Phillep drew more and more of the Chiss compound from the enemy soldiers, it was only a matter of time before they arrived at the heavily defended nexus of House Sabosen.

[Amon Goeth]

Goeth received his next mission and set to work on it. Storm Troopers had arrived behind him and his men, helping put up defenses around the security installation they had captured. Now, they would be after one of the ruling Families. Calling his soldiers to him, he informed all of them of their mission and they moved out accordingly. Six speeder bikes formed up around a single transport, all moving towards the same destination, the same goal. In little under ten minutes they arrived at the outskirts of the house they were to take.

 

Amon swung his leg over his bike and slipped off. Drawing the rifle from his back he moved away from the vehicles and found a good spot on one of the hills. Activating his headset he gave orders for the men to move in and take out anyone who presented a threat and make sure minimal damage was done to everything else. That meant using a blade to take them out if at all possible, as stray bullets could present a problem.

 

The aged Imperial pulled out a death stick, lighting it up with the zippo he kept in his side pocket. Drawing in that first, always loved breath of smoke he looked through the scope of his rifle. Everything appeared in shades of green, various figures rushing about inside the house. Most likely because of the invasion taking place. He began to make short work of the guards placed at the front entrance, upon the roof tops, and various places around the area. By the time they caught onto where he was, it was too late.

 

The entire operation did not take that long, Goeth attributed it to the fact that his writer was lazy and had other characters to post with, but he didn't state that fact because Some people might think him crazy. Once everything was wrapped up and under control he sent a comm out to let Phillep or whoever know that his mission was a success.

[Capt. Phillep]

First there was a large cloud of smoke, and then the sounds of bodies falling unconsciously through the floor... and finally, as the noxious fumes dissipated, there was the sound of the Admiral's footsteps upon the central complex of the House Sabosen stronghold.

 

Moving towards the patriarch and matriarch of the noble family, he lifted them up by the throat, just barely above him, for he was not the tallest of men. Just enough to let his face stare into their's as they awoke.

 

"Rise and shine, you've just became a part of the Empire."

 

With the patriarch in bondage and the remaining family members under armed guard, Phillep and the team with him returned to the Main Chambers of the Chiss Ascendancy's Palace.

 

With both the Inrokini and Sabosen houses already gathered, Phillep saluted Lt. Goeth, "Have your men board the Hellgate and await Colonel Macleod. When you both are present, seek the counsel of Lord Dagon, a Sith Master and Political Consul within the Sith Empire."

 

And so Phillep waited for the two more noble families... when they were all gathered, they would be forced to accept a fifth family, House Imperia, and with it... the subjugation of the Chiss Ascendancy, the CEDF, and the rumored CEDF Library would be complete.

[Lieutenant Macleod]

Macleod's men followed the Colonel toward the building. They had already come up with a plan in the control room. Most of his force circled to the other side, and lay in wait. A smaller group hid behind a hillside and the front of the compound. Macleod gave the order.

 

"Begin."

 

The smaller force fired two grenades into the side of House Nuruodo's home base. The explosion rocked the building, and stirred the guards within. The Chiss were very efficient warriors. In seconds, soldiers came pouring to the hole, expecting a force to be invading from that direction. They were suddenly hit with sniper fire from Macleod's remaining sharpshooter. He pinned them down as Macleod's larger force blew out another wall and came from the opposite direction. They invaded the palace, fighting room to room. But they had control of the part he needed.

 

"Keep taking them out. I have to secure the Nuruodo leaders."

 

Macleod knew the layout of the palace, and knew they would try to evacuate the family. He moved right into a servants entrance, heading up the stairs quickly. Every so often, blaster fire rained down toward him, but Macleod's sword quickly cut down the opposition. Few soldiers were guarding this direction. Macleod's men outnumbered them, and they had committed most of their force to stopping the invasion. They had no way of knowing how well Macleod knew the layout here. He threw himself into a garbage shoot, his legs and arms keeping him from falling downward. With nanite enhanced, spider-like ability, the old Colonel crawled up the shoot. The Sith Apprentice burst through the shoot's door on the proper floor. Already guards were rousing the nobility, preparing them for departure. They turned their guns on him.

 

You are a Sith now, for better or for worse. It's time to conduct yourself like one.

 

Macleod felt the rage surge as he used the Force speed technique to put himself right on top of the small grouping of soldiers. His blade flew through them, cutting down all seven Chiss. Blood stained the black metal of his sword. As the head of House Nuruodo, finished dressing, he suddenly found a blaster muzzle leaning against his forehead.

 

"Order your men to surrender, or I begin to shoot the Nuruodo family. Starting with your wife over there."

 

The man's blue face twisted in rage. A few minutes later, the heads of House Nuruodo were rounded up and escorted from the palace. The remaining Chiss guards had been disarmed. He sent a comm to Phillep.

 

"My lord, the mission has been completed."

[Ki Vastor]

Ki had been the first to return, her prisoners surrounded and guarded in the Main Chambers, in one of the shadowed corners. She had remained hidden in the shadows as Lt Goeth brought his group in. She rose from where she had been seated within the shadows only when she saw Phillep return.

 

Ki had silenced her group of prisoners with threats, pushing into the Noble's mind the fact that she and her Cousin were the only Royals left out of her own family line within the Hapes Cluster. They were the only two left. The reality was more fearful to them than any made up threat she could have been able to come up with. The visions she had pushed into both Chiss noble's minds of her servants killed because she had disobeyed him. They had clutched their children, both under ten, to them protectively.

 

"But why do this? Why do this for him?"

 

"You do not know what he is capable of. Just think yourself lucky that your daughter is far from breeding age. My Cousin wasn't. Just do as he says."

 

It had been a brief moment of compassion for the young woman who had soon hardened herself again, steeling herself for the next encounter with him. There had been a comment with regards to 'if breeding was his game, why wasn't she with child?' If Phillep had been listening in, he would have heard the comment the Chiss had made. Ki hadn't answered, not wanting to risk even the thought of her own fear there escaping with regards to that. It was bad enough he had her under his control with needing his blood and with the collar, let along to be tied to him with a child. That was the only way she wasn't, the only thing she had left to guard against. One thing that Ki didn't even want to think about, wishing she had been able to reinsert that implant.

 

His control had wanned the longer she'd been apart from him and not directly by his side, though the thought of what could happen to her if she didn't obey had kept her from doing anything she may regret. She had sat quietly in the shadows thinking about what she had done, why she had done it. It was only be because of the power he had over her. She shivered, not used to the cold of this planet, nor the coldness that had sunk into her own heart. Kabe... I miss you so much... why did you have to die... She buried that thought deep, feeling Phillep's approach.

 

As he neared, she could feel his strong presence, Ki tempted to throw up the mental barriers once more but didn't. She still needed to learn and the only way for that to happen would be to co-operate with him... for her to behave. Yes Ki... behave. You know what will happen if you don't... She could feel his overwhelming strength, the power that had dominated her before, washing over her. Ki took a deep breath, preparing herself, steeling herself for whatever he would do next.

 

It seemed that Phillep had not realised that she had already returned. Slowly she stepped from the shadows towards him, listening as he gave orders as she stopped at a point behind him and waited silently, her heavy robes consealing her appearance completely, his companion unable to tell who or what she was.

[Capt. Phillep]

"Oh, my apologies, my dear... you've been hiding."

 

He nodded his head, somewhat proud, somewhat amused... and often still intoxicated by the sweet nectar that was the juices of life of the Chiss. "Most excellent, that leaves only one more..." and as if there were no barriers to his desires, "Most excellent Colonel Macleod, come to the following coordinates, the central palace structure of the Ascendancy. And then, rejoin the Hellgate and lead her into open space, as I've instructed Lt. Goeth. Contact Lord Dagon for further orders."

 

...and then they were gathered; Csapla, Inrokini, Nuruodo, and Sabosen.

 

"Welcome to the end of Chiss independence, the birth of House Imperia ruled by my proxy... and with a vote five times that of each of your own individual Houses within your Aristocrata. Submit, accept and swear allegiance to the Sith Empire and all your current belongings shall remain your own. You have free domestic reign of governance, of course, unless inconvenient for me and mine, and all that is your's shall become of the Empire. I trust you have no objections, should you force my hand."

 

Ki, my dear, you and I shall stay here for a time. Soldiers must go and be soldiers.

 

OOC: Peace and good tidings to all, I'll be back in about two weeks.

[Amon Goeth]

Goeth and his men climbed into the transport quickly. His face had a fine layer of grim and sweat, but he had completed his mission in good time and with amazing efficiency. He had his next commands from Phillep, the mysterious admiral he had yet to meet face to face. Of course rumors flew all about between the lesser ranking officials about the man in charge. Speaking of his deep psychosis problems all the way up to that he might be a Sith. Amon dismissed such absurd notions. The Sith's influence surely had not reached so far just yet, but even still he had the faint gnawing in the back of his mind that the rumor might just have been true.

 

Once aboard the Hellgate Goeth moved to the Bridge. Soon he would be meeting a man dubbed Lord Dagon. How and Why the man had the title of lord was a question that the aged Imperial could not answer, but he would soon find out. Hopefully he was not what he thought it was, even he was a bit hesitant about meeting a Sith face to face...It was not their murderous brutality that disturbed him, it was the mysterious force that they had command over. Either way he would wait for the second man that was to meet Dagon, then they would make the jump to hyperspace...

[Ki Vastor]

The pride, the accomplishment of having concealed herself from him had caused Ki to smile beneath her robes. She was pleased that she had managed to do that. To embrace the shadows, hide from view. For now though, Ki stood slightly behind him as he addressed the Noble Families. The Orders for the others had been given prior, Ki relieved that she wouldn't have to go up against Macleod again any time soon. He is pleased with you Ki... you have done well... You just have to make sure you keep pleasing him... keep on his good side... The male voice sounded in her mind once more. Her 'voice of reason', her devils advocate... her conscience or her enemy. She wasn't sure just what it was, only that it seemed to offer comments and advice whether she wanted it or not.

 

Ki remained silent, watchful as the Families were told what would happen if they disobeyed. One House of Nobles, the Csapla wouldn't do anything to cause him trouble, not after how she had handled them. Not after she had shown them what would happen if they didn't. After the first few, it hadn't been too difficult to force images into their minds, not when they were already fearful and paranoid, but she had added to them, increased the paranoia. That part had been easier than she had thought and she had felt powerful from having done so.

 

Ki, my dear, you and I shall stay here for a time. Soldiers must go and be soldiers.

 

That he kept referring to her as my dear was slightly unnerving for Ki, though she gave no sign of how she felt. Kabe had been the only one to refer to her in an endearing manner, that Phillep was did effect her in a way she didn't know how to react to. In her mind though was how much Aisling would hate it if she heard him calling her that and she didn't want her Cousin to be hurt. She couldn't put up the mental barriers though, not if she wanted to learn more from him. The problem with that though was that the more he dominated her with his presence, the more she felt him bond with her, the more relaxed she became with him, even wanting to hear him refer to her in such a manner. She knew it was wrong, but wanted to hear it all the same.

 

”¦

 

The soldiers had commandeered a residence for Phillep, one that had the luxuries that he was accustomed to. Ki now found herself in a spacious living quarters with an open fireplace that warmed the whole of her rooms. Clothing was provided for her, suitable for her Royal status, both casual and formal for the duration of their stay.

[Lieutenant Macleod]

Colonel Macleod ordered his men to rejoin the rest of the Imperial forces on Csilla. They had done well, and he made sure they knew it. Macleod watched House Nuruodo's representatives being taken away at Phillep's orders. Before he left, he ensured they made it to their destination with no problems. The Chiss were a rebellious people. His mission finally complete, the Sith Apprentice made his way to the Hellgate. He joined Goeth on the bridge.

 

"I'm ready. Let's meet Lord Dagon."

 

The ship headed into hyperspace.

[Sasori]

Nokrt had little to no idea to what had been happening on the surface. It made him a bit weary and et intrigued onn how well the Empire was effortlessly obliterating the Chiss who betrayed him. The Four Houses would be under Nokrt's powerand would soon answer to him. It would be a glorious day long remembered by the Chiss People. Only if Nokrt could persuade Admiral Phillep to grant him sector control over Csilla as either his rank now or as a Moff...which ever he preferred. It was unwise to allow his future to be determined by one man but nonetheless it was inevitable in this Empire.

 

Nokrt looked outside his bridge windows, no not looking, staring,it was an odd feeling of remorse and triumph for his people. He has given them the leadership of the Empire and its Sith Masters. He has given them prosperity which is promised by the Imperials. He gave them protection from anyone who should even think of attacking them. And an Autonomy which was proclaimed in any Imperial assimilation. He also ennacted the vengeance he needed to do. He required to do to move on and become the greatest Commander the Universe had ever seen. Yet this was not his true destination.

 

Lurking in the midst of his very person lied his true purpose, a purpose with the force and the life of a Sith Lord. It was only a matter of time before a Sith noticed his potential and took him on as an apprentice. Phillep had apparently forgotten or simply never noticed his ability in the force itself. So perhaps it was time for him to leave and venture to the Sith Academy which haunted his memories as the death place of his former self.

 

"Lieutenant Tifel, You are to stay here and command the Dark Alliance at any cost necessary. Inform Admiral Phillep of my absence to the Sith Academy, and keep me informed of all dealings occuring over Csilla"

 

Tifel looked to the man and gave a simple bow and "yes, sir." Nokrt expected nothing more from the man but he had little time to care about his insignificant psyche. Nokrt moved to the Hangar bay and boarded his Shuttle.