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Aracoun Morion

 

Astrographical Information

Region: Unknown Regions

Sector: --

System: Aracoun

Orbital Position: 1

Moons: 1

Grid Coordinates: H-10

 

Physical Information

Class: Terrestrial

Atmosphere: Type 1 Breathable Oxygen Mix

Primary Terrain: Barren cliffs, sparse plains, obsidian rock.

Points of Interest: Ruins of Sith Fortress. Shadow Order Compound built by Tares Vortex

 

Societal Information

Indigenous Species: None

Immigrated Species: None

Primary Language(s): Galactic Basic

Faction Affiliation: Neutral

 

Defense Rating: Level 1

 

JediRP Canon History:

Once a dark side haven, brimming with dark power, Aracoun Morion was the fortress of Dark Lord Darth Hatred. It served as training grounds and home base for the Sith, as well as stomping grounds for many such infamous names as Lord Ar-Pharazon, Bishop of Battle, Tarrian Skywalker, Kaylynn (who was born on Aracoun Morion), Brook/JGoD, Barohm Zar, Ciagyoel, Raynuk Montar, and John Skywalker. Black Sun's CORE virus was sown on the planet, but highly sophisticated air filtration systems defended the ecosystems of the planet. The sentient life on Aracoun Morion was treated by an antidote procured by LAP from Black Sun. Eventually, the Republic became aware of the hidden Sith planet and bombed it, forcing its denizens to other locations to hide. The extensive defenses of the planet were subsequently obliterated, not to be replaced. Tares Vortex built a compound on the planet following the purge of its latent dark side energies. The planet was soon occupied by the likes of Jedi Skye Organa, Shy-Ree, Ara-Lai Kaipi, Darla Sar and Darex Trevelian, Fynn Relmis, Aira Cadan, and Roene Givrah, the latter of whom searched the planet's barren surface for lightsaber crystals.

 

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

Your death at my hands is still only YOUR death.

 

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Thousands of years ago, on a small moon. Deep in a cave, a man sits. He reads an ancient scripture on a giant rock. The writing is in an old writing. Somehow the man translates it into something like this:

 

The gods speak of a world. A world that breaths the life of the darkside. Creatures of darkness roam the planet. Magic inhabits the surface and the sky, protecting it from invaders. Under the surface, races of machines live. Forever building, learning, evolving. The surface is inhabited by one main race, the Organors, a race of warriors. All the creatures, organic or mechanic, only answer to one person, The One.

 

The One brings darkness to the light, death to the living, and power to the greedy. He knows no emotion, he knows no life, he only knows the darkside.

 

Through this power The One gains power, knowledge, and a planet under his rule.

 

 

Sauron found this planet from a vision years ago. This vision turned into reality right in front of him. For in his eyes, he sees the black and red planet inviting him. The living creatures on the planet have hardly been researched, and little info is on them. Yet the machines that live under the surface, although vast, have been classified into basic groups.

 

Two winged Protectors escort the BlackHawk down to the Vereson Palace. A giant stone tower 6 miles in diameter. At the base if a network of buildings, at the top is the throne room. The Leneson High Council once lived here, but with the arrival of Sauron, it was broken apart, and now only Sauron and his Leneson servants live here. In the front is a giant arena, acting as a landing pad right now. The Palace sits atop a narrow mountain, spanning into a sea of lava.

 

As the BlackHawk touches down, Sauron gives an order to a Vampire, "Tell Hatred I have found it, and Im waiting for his arrival." With that Sauron touched down on the ground, and made his way to the New Kingdom”¦.

 

OOC: No one is invited in here unless I give them clearance. No one knows about the location of this planet yet. Anyone that disobeys these rules will have their soul consumed. Thank you”¦.

 

BTW: Here is the stats on the Mechonites:

 

Mechonaria, The machine world. Few organics live on it, few would survive. May it be either the sky, or deep with in the skyscapers, many mechanic creatures roam. From wall climbing land base machines, to high soaring flying machines, all are dangerous. Here is a list of typical weapons they carry:

 

Small repeating laser: A small gun no bigger than a blaster to a speederbike, this can shoot up to 10 chopped lasers a second. Typically used for personel use.

 

Standard laser: The common weapons among the Mechonites, this can fire up to 2 lasers a second and is used for vechical use.

 

Heavy laser: Firing up to one blast a second this is used for air-to-air fire, or heavy tank bombardments.

 

Repulse wave emitter: Firing a ball of compressed energy upon contact the ball erupts into an electric surge 10 meters in diameter. Fires up to two shots a second. Used for multipul personel use.

 

Compression beam: Using a sustained laser beam this devastating burst of energy can hold for as long as 4 seconds with a 3 second recharge rate. Used for air-to-air or air-to-ground.

 

Heavy Compression beam: Like the standard this fires a longer sustained more powerful blast. Holds for 3 seconds with a 3 second recharge rate. Used for Air-to-ground.

 

Advanced compression beam: Like the standard the ACB has upgraded targeting sensors used for air-to-air attacks only. Holds for 2 seconds with a 1 second recharge rate.

 

Cutting laser: Small, fast, long ranged, the cutter is only used for cutting through mostly anything. It can be held for up to three minutes with out having to recharge. 15 second recharge rate.

 

Surface shocker: In the event of organics touching a Mechonite each single Mechonite is equipt with a SSE, Surface Shocker Emitter. This sends an electrical current through the organics skin upon contact.

 

Spiral wave emitter: Like the compression beam this can sustain a long burst of energy for up to 4 seconds. Instead of sending a normal laser it sends a positively charged beam, negative charged electrical currents run along the sides of the beam creating a lightning effect. Recharge rate is 4 seconds.

 

Tracker Missles: The only physical weapon this is used for ground-to-air, air-to-air, air-to-ground, and ground-to-ground uses.

 

Capture net: Using a physical charge in the form of a net these capture devices fire at a organic being trapping them, upon contact it shocks the person numbing the being's body.

 

Heavy Quatom Cannon: The most powerful and dangerous weapon, these fire out in the form of blue streaking balls. With one a second and a 3 second recharge, they are capable of destroying whole buildings on impact. Used for heavy uses only.

 

 

Worker Drones: The engineers of the planet these spider looking creatures are both ground and air capable machines. May it be building structures, to repairing damage, each unit works together as one to get the task finished. Equipt with advance sensors, multipul worker arms fitted with a wide range of engineering tools, and one standard laser cannon, the worker drone is a common sight.

 

Science Drones: Coming in to forms, a spider like ground form, and a fly like flying machine, these drones are the key to the Mechonites advancement in technology. While the spiders can preform the experiments and the flies can gather the samples, both are equipt with advanced sensors and a wide array of science tools. No weapons.

 

Detecter Drones: Flying steal balls equipt with a medium laser and advanced sensors. The drones are used for detecting a wide range of objects including intruders, debries, and micro-orginisims.

 

Secruity Drones: With 4 Repeater lasers and two standard lasers these form the basic protection units of the planet. Humanoid sized they are fast, quick, and deadly. Fitted with basic sensors they are only ground capable.

 

Protecters: Massive fighter sized units. These flying beasts sport an impressive arrray of weapons including 4 Heavy lasers, 6 medium lasers, 2 Advanced Compression beams, 12 Tracker missles, and a Heavy Quantom Cannon. They use advanced sensors and a data-link linked directly into the central mainframe they can can arrive as their targets with great speed. Their main mission is to keep vessels from entering the planet's atmosphere.

 

Enforcers: The heavy flying cousin to the secruity drone, this fighter sized machine sports 4 heavy compression beams, 2 Spiral Wave Emitters, a capture net emitter, and 2 Heavy Quantom Cannons. Should the need arise they can be dispatched to a crime scene with in minutes. They always keep a regular patrol of their own sector all day.

 

Hunter/Killers: Just smaller than the Enforcer these quick and fast mechonites tend to be the fail safe device for the planet. In the case of an intruder getting past the Protecters and managing to loose the Enforcers, these flying machines are sent out in packs of three to track down and either capture or destroy their target. To help them they have 6 Repeater lasers, 4 Compression beams, 3 Advance Compression beams, 6 Tracker Missles, 2 capture nets, and a Heavy Quantom Cannon. With the most advanced sensors avalible, they know how to get the job done.

 

Destroyers: Few of these frigate sized flying machines are ever seen. When they are you know trouble is lurking about. Like a metal dragon looming in the sky, they can strike fear in the hearts of many. Used as a last resort these are the biggest, and most powerful Mechonites seen to date. With 40 Repeater Lasers, 30 Heavy Compression beams, 40 Tracker Missles, 10 Spiral Wave Emitters, and 6 Heavy Quantom Cannons, they sport heavy armor, advanced sensors, and a direct data-link with the centeral mainframe.

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After many hours in hyperspace, the *Hells Envy* comes out and quickly takes up orbit around the planet of Aracoun Morion. Tarrian immediately opens a come to Lord Sauron.

 

-----comm transmission-----

 

Lord Sauron, I am orbiting the planet and await your clearance to land.

 

-----end transmission-----

 

After receiving Sauron's clearance, Tarrian brought the ship done, without incident.

 

The guards had brought Bishop up to the cockpit and Tarrian joined them as the ramp decended from the ship. Walking down slowly, Tarrian and Bishop wait for Sauron to come.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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Darth Sauron walked into the main arena, following him were four mean looking dogs, or wolves. Sauron as he met his apperentice and Bishop the dogs jumped up on two paws and started to walk like normal humans. Clip to their sides were lightsabers, "Welcome both of you to our new kingdom. These are my new friends, the four generals of the Argonos. They protect the surface of this planet. Come, let me show you around."

 

As the three made their way into the palace Sauron continued, "Every creature is here to serve us. The palace is divided into three wings, left wing, right wing, and the Grand Wing. You will find sleeping quarters and modern living accomidations in the left wing, military accomidations in the right wing, and royal accomidations in the Grand Wing. Get settled in, then meet me in the Grand Hall, we will be having dinner with the heads of the planet...."

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Nodding to Lord Sauron, Tarrian replies, "Thank you, we will be there shortly."

 

Turning to Bishop, she motioned for the guards to leave them.

 

"We won't be needing them anymore I don't think. Will we, Bishop? You won't be leaving the planet anytime soon. Lets go get settled in and meet Sauron for dinner."

 

Walking directly to the Grand Wing, Tarrian reached out with the force. Concentrating, she let the force guide her to the room that would be hers. Once there, she went in with Bishop following her closely. Looking around the room, there was a large bed, and dressers. In a corner of the room, was a writing desk, made of dark oak. And just off to the side of the room was an archway. Walking to it, she looked in. This was set up as a small nursery that would be for Kaylynn.

 

Turning around, she smacked right into Bishop again. She looked up to him. "Bishop, you don't have to follow me that closely. I am not going anywhere. Well, this is where I will stay. Lets go and find a room for you."

 

She started to walk past him, when he reach out and placed his hand on her arm. Turning back to him, he shook his head.

 

Bishop - "No, Tarrian, I don't want another room. I'll stay here. With you and Kaylynn. There is a sofa there, in against the wall, I'll sleep on that if you want. I don't to leave you again."

 

She looked at him and nodded her head. "Alright, Bishop, we will try this. But you will sleep on the sofa." With that she went to the door and they both went down to meet Lord Sauron in the Grand Hall for dinner with his guests.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*As Darth Sauron walked into the room with the wolves, Bishop eyed him strangely. From somewhere he had the reaction to reach for the lightsaber that no longer hung from his side, lost somewhere between Naboo and the Maw. Yet he wasn't sure why he felt that reasoning. Listening to Sauron he shook off whatever whisper it was that made him distrust the Sith and then followed Tarrian to their room. As she turned to find his room he reached out and stopped her, telling her he would stay there. After their brief conversation they left for the dining room. They eventually found the dining room. Stopping outside the doors leading into it they waited for Sauron.*

 

"I guess I need to build another lightsaber, again."

 

*He indicated the lack of a weapon at his side.*

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Tarrian just stared at him. "Bishop, when you make your choice, if you choose the path that Sauron is offering, you will build a sith sabre. Until you have chosen, I don't think Sauron will allow you to have your other lightsabre. Don't worry though, there are more then enough defenses here. There is no danger on this planet."

 

Putting her hand on his, she touched him with the force. In that touch, she sent an a vision of peace and calm into his mind, to help put him at ease. She did this without his knowledge.

 

Standing just inside the doorway now, they waited for Lord Sauron while he greeted his guests.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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Sauron found Tarrian and Bishop waiting for him. He could feel the feelings between Tarrian and Bishop. He could still feel the distrust coming from Bishop. No matter however....

 

"The time has come. Follow me." Sauron said.

 

They made their way into the main Grand Hall, in the center was a giant round table. Around it was species unfamilar even to Sauron. Sauron took his place, placing Tarrian between Bishop and him. Sauron raised and addressed, "Our faithful allies. To day marks a glorious day. Not only will Aracoun Morion serve as a safe haven for the Sith, but everyone gains more friends. Please, enjoy the food and talk."

 

Sauron sat back down and leaned towards Tarrian, "How is it going with Bishop?"

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Turning to Sauron, Tarrian sitted herself at the table.

 

"He seems to have made the decision to stay here with me and the child. He hasn't come out and said that he is choosing our path. But when I mention your offer, He just nodds. I have yet to get the words."

 

Looking back at Bishop, she continues...

 

"He wants to build a new lightsabre. I told him that depended on his choice. I do know that it is only a matter of time, he fought you in anger. He will turn, more likely sooner then later."

 

Tarrian waited for Sauron as he thought about what she had told him.

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"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*Again as Sauron greeted them Bishop felt a bit of uneasyness. Forcing it down he followed them to the table where many others sat. He noticed that Sauron made a point of placing Tarrian between them.*

 

"Does he not trust me or something? Perhaps he feels the same as I do."

 

*Shruggin it off he turned back to examin the other delegates from their various places that were at the table. After Sauron's brief speech Tarrian and him began to speak. Their tones were soft and low so he couldn't hear what they were saying, but he was sure it was about them and Tarrian's glance his way confirmed it. He sighed and went to it on his food. He was suddenly very hungry, almost as if he hadn't eaten in the last couple of days.*

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Sauron nodded then turned back to the guests. After speaking with the head of the Trogons all the guests quickly left, leaving only the three....

 

"Well, Bishop, Have you decided on which path you shall take?" Sauron asked.....

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*Trying to eat dinner the meal suddenly ends. His plate of food is litterally swept from underneath his hands.*

 

"Hey..."

 

Sauron - "Well, Bishop, have you decided on which path you shall take?"

 

"Yes, my path is right into that kitchen to get my food back."

 

*Bishop gets up and walks towards his food as it passes through a set of doors. After a few moments a high pitched scream is heard as Bishop dive tackles the woman that had carried his plate away. A half second later he walks back in with his plate and a few morsals he had grabbed off some other passing trays. Tipping his head ever so slightly to the side as he ate a piece of chicken, he thought on Sauron's question. Something was still a little weird about the Sith, but perhaps things would be clearer in the morning.*

 

"I'm here, aren't I? I haven't made any attempt to escape, have I? Tarrian and Kaylynn are here, aren't they? I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be."

 

*He nodded a goodbye to Sauron and headed towards the dining room doors that led towards the hall where Tarrian and his room was at. Over his shoulder he tossed a chicken bone onto the floor. Several of the strange walking wolves dove for the bone, fighting over it as their dog-like instincts kicked in. Finally the biggest one managed to get ahold of it and swallowed it. Later he would die of the chicken bone being stuck in his throat.*

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Tarrian watched as Bishop left the room. Closing her mouth, which she didn't realize was open, she turned back to Sauron.

 

"I have no idea what that was about. I will speak with him."

 

Tarrian stood up and followed Bishop up to the room. As she entered, she turned on him as he was sitting on the sofa. Walking up to him and trying not to show anger, she stood in front of him.

 

"What were you doing down there? Have you lost your mind? Bishop, what is your choice? Answer the question directly and let this be done. And if you were still hungry you could have gotten more. There was no need to dive tackle the servants."

 

She stood there waiting for his answer. The longer he was taking the more the anger was beginning to boil.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*Holding up a drumstick, he offered her the piece of chicken. The look in her eye told him she didn't want it so he simply shrugged and took a big bite out of it. He let it drop back to his plate as he set it on the arm of the couch.*

 

"My loyalties aren't to him. I have my own loyalties. I go where they go... and that's why I'm here with you. You and Kaylynn."

 

*He reached up and placed a hand on her stomach where he could feel his daughter. After a moment she pulled away, walking a few steps before turning around. Before she could speak he interrupted.*

 

"I follow you. If you choose to stay here then I will, and that should be good enough for him. Where you go I will go. If he has your loyalty then he has mine. I will train under the Sith if that is your wish for yourself as well."

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Tarrian looked at Bishop. She saw the look on his face. He was serious. He would stay and turn for them, her and Kaylynn. Instantly her anger faded. She took a step toward him and stopped.

 

"Bishop, you have to understand that once you do this, you can never go back. Kaylynn will be raised as a sith. She will stay here with me,...."

 

She hesitated a moment and saw that Bishop was about to say something. Before he could speak, she said..

 

"And you. I wil accept that. And that you have chosen to follow the path of the sith."

 

She wanted to go to him and didn't know how to close the distance between them. So she stood where she was. Reaching out to him through the force. And bringing him together with her and Kaylynn.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*Thinking to himself as Tarrian spoke he felt a little odd. He thought he should be upset that she was saying their daughter should be raised as a Sith, but it really didn't bother him. It was quite a perplexing feeling. Pushing it aside he stood.*

 

"Well then I guess this is where I will stay."

 

*She was standing a bit uneasily as he took a step closer to her. Even with the odd look on her face he didn't pause as he gave her a hug. She didn't seem to know how to respond and for the most part just stood there.*

 

"We're together again, and that's all I want. And this time nothing will get in the way of that."

 

*He released her and stepped towards the bathroom.*

 

"Anyway, I'm tired, I need to get some sleep. I'm still recovering from a rather savage lightsaber wound."

 

*He cast her a dashing smile and winked before his head dissappeared fully into the bathroom.*

 

"You're more than welcome to join me or go on back to Sauron and do whatever."

 

*After cleaning briefly he slipped into bed and was asleep before Tarrian even had a chance to decide what she was going to do.*

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Tarrian watched, never moving, as bishop changed and fell asleep. Walking over to the sofa she sat there for a long while and watched him sleep. She was trying to figure out her feelings, and why she seemed to be nervous when ever Bishop touched her. She realized that it was because she was unsure that she could believe that he still loved her.

 

She wanted to sleep, she thought about just laying down on the sofa, but she had told Bishop that she would accept him. She got up and without changing, laid down on the other side of the bed. Pulling a blanket over her she closed her eyes. Within minutes she was sleeping. But it was not a restfull sleep.

 

In her dreams, she saw herself dancing with Crimson Morpheous. They were alone on the dance floor, and as the lights dimmed, the song changed to one more sinister. She heard his soft voice in her mind, whispering of the secret pleasures of the darkness. His voice entices her, seducing her, he tells her of new power, vengence and the forbidden sins of the darkside.

 

As the dream fades, Tarrian sleeps deeply. The voice still whispering in her mind.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*Even in his sleep, Bishop could feel Tarrian joining him in bed. And through her he could feel their unborn child in her own state of restfulness. There the three of them lay in their own states of sleep, dreaming their own dreams. Only the soft whirring of air circulators disturbed the silence of their room. They would sleep there till the following morning.*

 

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*Bishop again found himself backin the Maw Installation medical bay. The medical bots remained motionlesss against the wall and nothing moved. He sat up off the table he was laying on and listened. There were no sounds. Not even the droaning sound of air being recycled around the station. He slid off the table and his boots sent reverberations around the room. Glancing around he realized he was shirtless and he looked down at himself. There was an ugly hole through the left side of his chest, no longer scarred and cartorized but the color of healed skin. His right hand was still the mechanical monster that he had been given at the sith temple, but patches of skin, complete with hair folicles, had grown through sections. He was stuck in some sort of limbo half-and half healing stage. Walking towards the doors his steps resounded as if amplified by a microphone. The doors slid open as he reached them and he faced a figure.*

 

Tarrian: "It has allready begun."

 

*Walking with quick steps, Bishop wandered through the capital city of Naboo. The Demons were there, destroying the buildings and killing the citizens. One stood slightly shorter than the others, but no less impressive. It swung it's staff of green fire towards him. Without flinching the blade passed harmlessly through him to decapitate another running citizen. He continued on his walk, passing through the fray without worry of injury. Beyond them he found the hanger where his own ship was docked. He looked at it with a peculiar love, but knew that in the attack it would be destroyed. He would have to procure another one. Walking on board he shifted through his belongings. Opening his closet door a small movement startled him. Looking down he saw a small girl standing there.*

 

Kaylynn: "The pull of the dark side is strong. It is seductive. It is powerful."

 

*The well educated voice didn't seem to match the physical age of the girl, but he passed it by without thinking about it. Turning from the little girl he faced Tarrian.*

 

Tarrian: "You have felt its pull."

 

*Reclining in his seat at the Last Call, Bishop finished his drink. Survaying the bar he saw no one he recognized. A few Bothans discussed something, probably something illegal, at a table a few feet from him. A smuggler and his counterpart slipped cash and instructions under a table. They thought they were being discreet, but it was obvious to the trained eye. They should have met in a restraunt and all cash and instructions should have been delivered as part of their tray of food hidden beneath it's cover from a waitress implanted in the restraunt's staff. Looking away from the novice criminals he glanced towards the bar where the bar tender was facing away from him, attending to some bar dutie. He waited for a few minutes, hoping she would turn and see his guesture for another drink, but when she did not he stood and walked over there. He pounded the mug on the bar table to get her attention.*

 

"Hey, I need some more. Correllian Brandy."

 

*The waitress turned and Tarrian's eyes locked with his. She held it for a moment as the sound from the rest of the bar faded entirely, leaving them in an eerie silence filled with silent movements. When she spoke her words cut through the silence like a knife. Her cut releasing the tidle wave of sound from its imprisionment behind a cloth of stillness.*

 

Tarrian: "It is almost complete."

 

*Feeling a pain in his cheek, Bishop swatted at it. The diseased, crinkled, and drained body of a large black spider fell to the bar table. It's inner juices fully drained through it's venemous bite. He rubbed the spot where it had bitten him before brushing it off the table and onto the floor.*

 

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*In their room, Bishop rolled slightly and his hand came to rest slightly on Tarrian's hand as he slept. The whirring of air circulators continued their constant hum, undisturbing to the sleeping occupants of the room.*

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Sauron after watching Bishop walk off, heard a comm. With a nodd though the force he marched off to the landing field and waited.

 

Near the Shuttle two Protectors flew right up sending out a message, "You are cleared to land." They turned around then began to escort the shuttle....

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Slowly, Tarrian started to wake. She did not move, only opened her eyes. She was aware that Bishop's hand was resting on hers. Turning to face him, she looked into his opened eyes. He didn't say anything. Smiling at him, she got up and went to get changed.

 

After she finished dressing, she went to the mirror brushing her hair, she watched bishop through the mirror he was looking at her strangly.

 

*Her eyes had changed again from the dream. The last time, they became cold and hard, now, her eyes were a deep midnight, and carried a cruelty in them that was never there before. But there was also an underlying softness to them.*

 

She turned to Bishop, "I have to go and meet Sauron. I can't sleep all day. When you have changed and are ready, come and meet us."

 

Without another word she went to meet Darth Sauron to continue training.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*Putting the shuttle into atmospheric descent, Hatred and Nadd buckle in and prepare for the turbulence. Upon arriving at the landing pade, they both disambark from the shuttle, and approach Master Sauron. Reaching his hand out to meet Saurons, the master spoke:*

 

Greetings, Master, I see that you ahve done quite well, finding this place. I bring with me Freedon Nadd. Perhaps you have heard of him? *Nadd reaches out to greet Sauron, feeling him in the Force.* So what is our first plan, since Heretic and the Triumverate are now in working order, even though I use the term loosely?

The things I'm gonna do for the Sith.

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Sauron looked at the two, "Nothing is offical right now, I only invited you two here to explore this new world. It would serve the Sith nicely and I figured some offical inspections were in order, if you dont mind of course. Please, feel free to use the resources and make yourselves at home. Please excuse me for awhile, my apperentice is eager to train." As he walked off he took Hatred to the side, "A being by the name of Bishop is also here, you may want to inspect him as well."

 

After finding Tarrian he took her into a hugh arena. "Alright its time to expand on your mental skills. Through out this arena there are several defiant animals. I want you to locate them all, and try to bring the most defiant one to me...."

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Standing in the middle of the arena, Tarrian reached out to feel where these animals were. She touched several of the creatures minds. But there was one that was stronger willed then the others.

 

Turning her attentions back to the others, she started to reach out to them. Touching each mind in turn she soothed them. She sent an illusion into their minds that she was their mother. And that they were safe.

 

One by one they came to her and sat at her feet. She reached down and pet each of them in turn. Once all of the animals around her were content. She reached out to the one that had the strongest mind.

 

Touching it's mind, she sent calming thoughts to it. After some time, it started to ease out of it's hiding place. Tarrian closed her eyes and sent the reinforcement that it was safe. Once the animal was calm, she once again sent and illusion, only this time she told the animal that Sauron was it's father and needed his protection. Slowly the animal moved forward.

 

Tarrian sent another illusion to it, making it believe that Sauron was in danger. Moving swiftly to defend Sauron, it stood in front of him. Sending one last illusion to the animal. She made it believe that it had scared the danger away, but should remain to guard it's father. It went to Sauron that sat at his feet.

 

Sauron, reach down and pet it. It is yours now, and will protect you. Consider it a gift from me to you. He will stay with you and protect you with his life.

 

Nodding to her Master, Tarrian looked down at the animals at her feet. They were beautiful. She sat with them and petted them and reassuring them until her Master called for her to join him.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*Standing from the bed as Tarrian left, he took a long shower. There was a scar where the lightsaber had been slammed through his torso, and it would probably allways remain there, and there was a slight line where his now cloned arm attached to his body. Letting the water soothe his skin he eventually forced himself from it's warm embrace. Dressing in a similar set of black clothes as he did yesterday. He finished lacing up the long black boots and reached for the nightstand where he normally kept his lightsaber. He frowned as he remembered he still didn't have one. Opening the door he stepped out into the hall. He could feel Tarrian's force presence not far off. He wanted to be closer though he also didn't want to interfere. After wandering around for a little bit he found a small overhanging porch that looked down into a huge arena. Leaning against the railing he watched Darth Sauron and Tarrian below him.*

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*Silently walking up next to Bishop, Hatred stood next to him, looking down at the arena, and the two Sith. After a long while, he said to Bishop:*

 

I understand your emotions, and they are warranted, but not needed anymore. I will train you in the dark arts, so that you and NightTerror never need be apart. And once the child is born, she can train under whomever she wishes, once she is old enough. The first thing that needs to be done, however, is to choose a suitable Sith name for you. Bish just doesn't sit right. Follow me to the arena, and we will begin your assesment.

 

*Hatred turns to go to the arena, feeling the hesitation from his new apprentice.*

The things I'm gonna do for the Sith.

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Tarrian was aware of Bishop watching, she had felt him come to the arena. Keeping her mind with the new pets, she did not look at him.

 

She was aware of Hatred's presence in the arena. After a few moments, she finally turned to Bishop as he hesitated to follow Hatred to the arena. Looking at him with her now Midnight Blue eyes, she called to him through the force.

 

Bishop, don't hesitate. This is the choice you have made. Come into the arena with Master Hatred.

 

She saw Bishop move forward. As he came down with Master Hatred, Tarrian stood up with her new pets and bowed to her master. "Master." With that she went to stand with Sauron. To allow Master Hatred and Bishop the room they would require.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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*Glancing at Hatred as he walked away, Bishop wondered somewhat who he was. He looked familiar. Someone he recognized perhaps from a dream. Shrugging as he recieved Tarrian's force message he stood and followed his new master down into the arena.*

 

I don't hesitate for anyone. I simply take my time.

 

*He glanced around at all the pets that surrounded Tarrian as she bowed to Darth Hatred and then stood next to Sauron. He stood and glanced around at all of them in a relaxed position as Hatred took up position for whatever it was he was intending to work with him on. His eyes slowed on Darth Sauron for a moment though not for the same reason they had the other day. His mistrust for the man was virtually gone, and he was contemplating why this was so. Shrugging it off he turned his gaze to Hatred.*

 

"I'm here."

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Sauron watched Bishop and Hatred while he spoke to Tarrian, "Sit down, I have one more lesson to teach."

 

As Tarrian complied Sauron sat down as well, "Long ago, Emperor Palpatine spent years in the force, no sleep, no food, hardly anything. He opened his mind up, and out of it he gained knowledge of the force, and a plan to rid the galaxy of the Jedi. Now its time you learned this, out of it you can gain knowledge from the force, you can sense things galaxies away. Open up your mind to the force, tell me what you see."

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OOC Note: This is my character who I have developed for months, and no one but me has the right to control him. Piss me off and die

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Sitting with Sauron, Tarrian closed her eyes. Reaching out with the force, she saw the darkness. In the center of the darkness came a small light, it started to turn and as it got brighter, it was almost like space, stars circling around one another. She follow one of the swirls of stars. One the felt like herself.

 

Reaching it, she saw herself, she was lay on a stone floor. She wasn't sure of where she was. She was unconscience, and someone was with her. Trying to see better, his face came into view. She knew him, he was the man she had danced with at the Imperial Palace, at her brother's wedding.

 

She saw Bishop there as well, he did not look happy. She tried to feel the child, but she could not go closer. As she came back, she saw others as she past. BZ training his apprentice, her brother and others.

 

When she opened her eyes she looked at sauron. "What was that. What is going to happen? Who was that man?" She hoped that Sauron knew.

"When in doubt, Get the Hell out!!!"

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