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Post by Si Quan on Feb 9, 2009 22:10:35 GMT -5
As the ship neared Dantooine, she began to get nervouse about the task ahead. She had thought about murdering her parents for a long time, but now that she was so close to doing it she began to have second thoughts. As the ship landed, she approached the man.
"Perhaps you should stay on board while I'm...attending to my business."
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Post by Darth Nergul on Feb 9, 2009 22:17:04 GMT -5
"Then you'll need this," he held out the dagger upside down by the handle, waiting for her to take it. Kazral had claimed this as a souvenir on Korriban some time ago, presuming it could have been his father's. It was created by Sith Alchemy, made to be able to make a several deep gashes at great speed, instead of usually being heavy like Sith swords. The blade was also poisoned, the poison meant to make blood flow even faster, and come out of the mouth and etc. He hoped this would be suitable for such a job. "Do your work, and then I'll make you stronger. Bring me their heads."
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Post by Si Quan on Feb 10, 2009 18:43:03 GMT -5
"But...how..."
Aseria quickly grabbed the dagger and ran off, hearing the sound of Kazral's laughter behind her. She did not know how he knew what she planned to do, but it scared her.
She was young when she left and her memories of Dantooine were vague, but she distinctly remembered some of its sights and sounds and smells from her early childhood. It then occurred to Aseria that she did not know where to find her parents. She decided to stop in a local cantina. The owner was standing at the counter cleaning a glass, and was the only one in there as far as she could tell. He looked up, suprised that he had a customer.
"Can I help you with something? A drink, perhaps?"
Aseria would have ordered one, but did not have any credits with her, and did not feel like wasting time in this cantina anyway,
"No, but you can give me information. Do you know any old farming couples who live around here?
"Sorry honey, you'll have to be a little more specific."
She closed her eyes an strained her memory, trying to identify any little detail that might help her identify them. Without realizing it she tapped into the force, which helped her replay her memories in her mind.
"Uh right...they should be in their sixties by now...the man had brown hair, is around six feet tall, and has a scar on his...left cheek. The woman has a nice, round face and long black hair, and...I'm not helping much am I?"
He told her he wasn't sure, but he gave her the name and residence of the couple who he thought she might be talking about.
"Why are you looking for them anyway?"
"They're, uh, family."
"Well good luck."
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Post by Si Quan on Feb 10, 2009 19:33:23 GMT -5
Aseria reached the home she had been directed to. She looked in the window and saw and old man and woman eating dinner together. These were her parents, she was sure of it. They looked so peaceful that she almost turned back. Then two others came in and joined the old couple, who she figured were her siblings. There was a boy and a girl, and they both appeared to be a few years older than Aseria.
She began to feel the rage that had been building up inside of her all these years. Everything bad that had happened to he in her terrible life had been their fault. They were cowards, and had traded her life for theirs. She pulled out her blaster and knocked on the door.
The woman answered the door, smiling.
"Hello. Is there anything I can help you with?"
"No...it's too late to help me."
Aseria pointed the blaster at the woman's head. She cried out and took a step back. Her husband asked her who was out the door, but she couldn't seem to speak. By this time the husband and son had come to the door. When he saw the blaster, the husband stood in between Aseria and his wife. She pulled the trigger, and the man's lifeless body fell to the floor. The son was able to knock the blaster out of her hand, but she pulled out Kazral's dagger and stabbed him in the heart.
Aseria then turned to the wife and daughter who were huddled against the back wall, crying and screaming. Although it sickened her, she took delight in their screams. As they begged for mercy, she advanced with the bloody dagger raised.
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Post by Si Quan on Feb 10, 2009 19:43:02 GMT -5
Aseria left the house and ran until she couldn't anymore. By the time she stopped it was dark. She collapsed on the ground, tears streaking down her face. She tried to wipe the blood off on the ground, but she realized she would never be able to get the blood off her hands.
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Post by Darth Nergul on Feb 10, 2009 20:00:52 GMT -5
Kazral watched the girl he picked up murder her family, crossing his arms and smiling. He saw her ran off, intending to follow her. But first he needed to test something, his sick mind just urging him to do it. Entering the house, he stepped all over the dead corpses. He ignited his blade and sliced off the mother's head, taking it to test if the girl he found could really handle doing such a thing. Using the Force, the Sith started to track Aseria, holding out the head to make the blood not drip on him.
Finally he found her, so he walked up close behind her and said, "You didn't do what I asked." He walked in front of her and held her mother's head in his eyes. "I took care of one for you though." Starting to grin, he made the head float around her, saying in a mocking voice, "Please spare me! Don't hurt me! Forgive me!" When he was done he let the head down in front of Aseria, laughing as he did it. "You know that blood is going to stick to you!" Kazral calmed himself, coughing a little bit and hitting his chest to allow his voice to be much more grim and serious. "You have a choice now." He held out his hand for her to grab, keeping a serious face. "Come with me, or you can stay here." In the end if she chose the latter, he planned on killing her or telling the planet authorities what she had done. "Well, what will you do?"
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Post by Si Quan on Feb 10, 2009 20:12:55 GMT -5
Aseria vomited a little as the head of the woman she just killed floated around her.
"You're sick!," she said in between sobs. "You're a freak!"
She slapped him across the face.
"Why the hell should I go with you?"
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Post by Darth Nergul on Feb 10, 2009 20:16:11 GMT -5
Kazral's head turned when he was slapped, turning it back to look in her eyes. He rubbed his cheek, smirking. "Where else will you go?" he asked, putting his hand down. "I may be a sick freak, but that's made me strong. Don't you want power to get more revenge?" The Sith started to walk away, beckoning her to follow him. "Besides..." Kazral summoned both his blades to his hands, igniting them and looking back. "There's no reason to keep you alive if I can't teach you."
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Post by Si Quan on Feb 10, 2009 20:22:17 GMT -5
Aseria thought about it. She did not think she could win in a fight against him, and he didn't seem like he was willing to let her refuse. And he was right, she had nowhere to go. Even though the man seemed insane, she did want to learn from him. She was on her own, and there was no turning back. She had to become stronger so she could take care of herself.
"Fine. I'll go." She pointed the dagger at his throat. "But if you do anything like what you just did with that head again, don't think I wouldn't.....wouldn't kill you just as I killed them.
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Post by Darth Nergul on Feb 10, 2009 20:27:39 GMT -5
Kazral smirked at the dagger at his throat, but it also made him worry about the future. If she outdid him after learning, she could easily turn on him and kill him. It wasn't exactly a good start for their relationship either. A darker side of him told him that she would be an excellent tool to cause chaos, already knowing how to kill people. He let those feelings flow out of him, starting to go back to the ship again. His blades were disignited and put away, him wondering if he should have even gave her that dagger. With these thoughts, all he could really say was, "No promises."
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Post by Si Quan on Feb 10, 2009 20:31:53 GMT -5
Aseria wondered if she should have threatened him. She would probably be spending a lot of time with him from now on, and she did not want him to fear or hate her. Then again, he had floated a head around her.
She reattached the dagger back onto her belt and followed the man onto the ship.
"Where will be going? What will you teach me? And you still haven't told me your name..."
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Post by Darth Nergul on Feb 10, 2009 20:36:17 GMT -5
"We'll be going to a secluded planet, at least I believe it still is," said Kazral, telling the crew to launch and get off this planet before someone could find them for their murder. Or should he think Aseria's murder. "I'm not sure if you noticed, but you have great potential to do tricks." He decided against mentioning the "trick" involving floating around the head, starting to feel regret. It did allow him to see how much she could move on, though. Seemed like she still had regret, not needed in his opinion. "Tell me your name first," he said after a while. In truth he didn't intend to really tell her his name after, not seeing it necessary.
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Post by Si Quan on Feb 10, 2009 20:46:51 GMT -5
"Aseria, my name's Aseria. And what do you mean, 'tricks'?"
She did know what he meant though. She had always wondered what that "power" she had was, and she usually dismissed it. But she couldn't deny that it made her feel good, and strong. Especially when she combined it with her rage.
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Post by Darth Nergul on Feb 10, 2009 20:50:32 GMT -5
"Make things float around," Kazral said, vaguely. "Amongst other things. Give me your dagger and I'll show you another." He held out his hand for it, smiling slightly. His name was going to passed along if she had forgotten about it. "Oh and that's a nice name." He left out "for a murderer" for now. Maybe after she had become completely corrupted.
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Post by Si Quan on Feb 10, 2009 20:53:52 GMT -5
Aseria handed over the dagger to the him, listening eargly to what he had to say. She wanted to learn how to control this power she possessed. She also noticed that he did not give her his name, but she had already asked a few times and realized that he would not give it to her.
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