Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]
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				Title: <strong>Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 08:41:27</strong>
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				Aurelia was dissatisfied.<br><br>Not that this was uncommon - there was always something that wasn't good enough, especially if it involved her own body. But in this case, it was with her mission. Apparently an Old Sith facility had been discovered by an advance reconaissance party. This was all well and good, and Aurelia was certainly willing to serve the Academy in the pursuit of knowledge, particularly arcane, ancient, forgotten knowledge that could possibly help her in her personal quest for perfection. Considering the reputation the Old Sith had, she expected to be part of an elite force. Instead... they had given her students. She therefore could expect exactly no reliable backup in a serious situation apart from, of course, lovely Sera. Students were unpredictable creatures, having not yet settled into a developable pattern... which was why they were still students, and not apprentices.<br><br>There could be any number of things awaiting them when they arrived. The Old Sith could be alive and kicking, and simply biding their time in places undetectable. They could have left traps, or worse, a self-defensive or self-detonation system upon attempted tampering. The Old were an almost entirely unknown quantity, and even what history remained of them was little more than legend. They could have discovered the most intimate secrets of the Force and ascended to a higher plane... or they could have died out completely, leaving only mystery and frustration in their wake. Still... it seemed they were set to learn something on this trip, and that was important to her superiors. Whether that would be worth dealing with rash students remained to be seen. At least Sera had agreed to accompany her; the days with the students might be tedium, but the nights would make up for it, certainly.<br><br>The <em>Lucid Valkyrie</em> streaked through hyperspace, its sleek, dark lines shimmering in the psychedelic display of stars flashing by at impossible speed. The ship would have been recognized by any standard vessel as an unidentified craft, as the <em>Lucid Valkyrie</em> was only very vaguely related to the ship it started as. Its construction had been funded by Lia's academy allowance and the income Sera brought from her various endeavors. Once a Corellicraft military gunship, it had been gutted of everything but the frame and hyperdrive, and built up from scratch with the best parts taken from anywhere and everywhere. The result was a sleek, pearlescent deep gray gunship with the lines of an ancient Sith ceremonial dagger. Shaped like an arrowhead, its lateral rear gunports facing backwards like barbs, and matching forward gunports angled forward, as if aiding the mauling power of the vicious blade. The ship, dark as it was, would scarecely blot out a few stars as it passed through the night sky, but it contained another particularly expensive component that set it apart from other ships of its class, or indeed anything but the ships of the highest government secret agencies - a cloaking device. The requisite stygium crystals were difficult to acquire, but unknown to the rest of the galaxy, Korriban Academy had recently achieved a Force-driven process that could turn diamond into stygium. The process was... demanding to the point of murder, but students were a renewable resource, and stygium was not. The choice was clear.<br><br>Lia stared out the viewport of her personal quarters, or rather, those of her and Sera. The students were set up with minimalist cots in the cargo bay, while Lia shared a rather comfortable bed with Sera, the pilot and operator of this monument to Sith engineering. Were Lia capable of feeling the external Force, she would have sensed foreboding... but as she was not, she was only left with her incessant dissatisfaction.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 04:46:23</strong>
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				Taishari was practicing her control.<br><br>It wasn't the best idea, when hurtling through space in ship that amounted to metal plates in circuitry, but she wanted to improve before they reached their destination. She wasn't expecting a miracle but every spare moment, she put towards bettering her control.<br><br>As it was, she was sitting cross-legged on the cot she had picked, half a dozen empty food containers she had taken from the mess. She just had to lift them, one at a time and keep them at different heights - and that was it. It sounded so simple it had angered her when she had been told to practice her control like that, but she realised quickly it was not so simple. It was hard to keep from crushing the hollow cylinders, the force feeding from her dark emotions, difficult to moderate and contain to a steady flow. <br><br>One lifted and hung in the air. Anger prickled under her golden skin, the dark side whispering through her mind, seductive and tempting her to just use a little more, to let more of her rage feed it, but she flicked her eyes from the now still container to the next, stirring her ire a little more to lift it and make it stay up, several inches higher than the first. <br><br>Her gaze flicked to a third and tried to pick it up, but stopped when she noticed the other two containers had started to lift higher. It sent a ripple of frustration through her, and the metal groaned as it was squeezed. Her lip rose off her teeth, holding her breath until the sound quietened. Carefully, she tried to lift the third can again, succeeding. <br><br>Her blood was hot now, her heat pumping with excited intent to kill, her eyes narrowed with focused emotion. Her black eyes moved over the floating bits of rubbish, a metal whine sounding as her power surged, though this time she was quicker to suppress it. She looked forwards to trying this with something alive. Screams of pain were infinitival more satisfying than the groans of misshapen metal.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 10:06:23</strong>
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				Tatin was not a patient man. <br><br>Oh sure, when rebuked or commanded he would wait as patiently as a serpent to strike, but unless chastised so, he would twitch and jerk, eager for combat. The confines of space, a friendly vessel no less, led to the high probability that he would not see physical combat for some time. He abhorred space travel for this reason. Though, on a more ruthless expedition for his stealth assignment not too long ago, he'd stolen away a pirate ship, silently killing them off one by one, until at last the lone pilot was left shrieking at the darkness, shooting at every flicker of shadow. It had most amused him, and for the fledgling Djem So practitioner, it was quite satisfying to instead let subtlety do his damage for him.<br><br>He growled restlessly, the low throaty sound of a caged beast, hoping down from his cot he went to the cold floor at the back of the cargo bay, twisting his limbs, contorting them to make their trademark snap and pop. He started to tilt his neck to crack it but then stopped. No... no that one he always saved. Scowling he took out his blade, such a fine weapon, the purple red mix an almost ethereal quality should he light it.<br><br>But he did not, twisting and jerking he blade back in his nimble gauntlet covered hands, his mind working endlessly over the forms.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Post by: <strong>Will</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 15:57:00</strong>
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				The ominous feeling that gripped the <em>Lucid Valkyrie</em> was extremely tangible to Kawan.&nbsp; He sat nearly motionless on his cot, the one closest to the hold's transparisteel viewport, trying again and again to meditate.&nbsp; It wasn't going well.<br><br>Control had never come easy to the young Mirialan.&nbsp; Even now, every time he attempted meditation, he only sensed the overwhelming foreboding.&nbsp; It wasn't coming from within him, he was certain of that, so yet again he was failing utterly.&nbsp; It was intensely frustrating.&nbsp; Kawan shrugged it off as he always had, finally moving from his sitting position to lie back and stare out at the blue-white glow of hyperspace.<br><br>Kawan shifted and huffed as he lay there.&nbsp; Once he had sensed the ominous shadow descending on them, he couldn't seem to let it go.&nbsp; The more he tried to clear his mind, the more thoroughly it gripped him.&nbsp; It was making it rather difficult to relax.&nbsp; Briefly, he wondered if he should report it to their commander, Mistress Aurelia... <em>Surely she is aware,</em> he thought to himself.&nbsp; But, she wasn't exactly known for her sense.&nbsp; Her abilities seemed to be entirely control-based.<br><br>Kawan would have loved to be apprenticed to her.&nbsp; After all, if anyone could teach him control, it was her.&nbsp; Aurelia's flesh manipulation powers were astounding, and she was rumored among the students to be more talented in the craft than any other recorded Sith.&nbsp; Sadly, her thoughts and personality were much the same as her powers - focused inward.&nbsp; She didn't seem to care about students or apprentices or anything beyond improving herself.&nbsp; Kawan sighed.&nbsp; <em>Such a shame.</em><br><br>And still the feeling held him tight... The more still Kawan was, the more it seeped into his bones and his mind.&nbsp; He stood suddenly, unable to take it any longer, and looked around.&nbsp; There had to be some way of passing the time.&nbsp; Glancing toward the other students in the hold, he noticed a male fondling his lightsaber as though it were... well, something else.&nbsp; Kawan scoffed silently.&nbsp; <br><br>There was another, a female.&nbsp; He could feel the anger rolling off of her in waves, but it was restrained.&nbsp; Then suddenly it spiked, only to be brought low again.&nbsp; Kawan eyed her carefully for a few moments before approaching quietly.&nbsp; "That is rather impressive... I'm afraid I would have them flying all over the hold if I tried."&nbsp; Kawan stood over her a bit, offering his hand down to her as he smiled.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 08:35:09</strong>
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				Sera slumped back in the pilot's seat, watching the stars seemingly turned into lines as the <em>Lucid Valkyrie </em> zoomed past them through hyperspace. It would be some time still before they reached their destination and Sera found herself, surprisingly, with nothing to do. The <em>Valkyrie</em> was in fine form, all systems were operating at optimal capacity and the recent upgrades were running smoothly. She stood and crossed her arms, proud of her ship and sighed contently.<br><br>Smiling, the former deck chief turned and strolled out of the cockpit towards the private quarters, pulling the band that held her ponytail up off and letting her long blond hair fall free. She shook her head and brushed her bangs out of her face, her golden tresses falling upon the shoulders of her gray jumpsuit. As she reached the private quarters she placed her palm on the scanner to open the door. The flawless dark metal slid open silently, a feat of engineering she was quite proud of having achieved, and she stepped over the threshold only to see her Lia more or less in the same spot that she left her in a couple of hours ago.<br><br>She stood there wondering if Lia knew she was back yet at all. She could tell, Lia's typical look of dissatisfaction was added to by the present situation, though Sera didn't know what in particular was eating at her right now. Sera grinned, hoping at least she might distract her a while from staring out that viewport. She took several steps into the room, and unzipped the top of her jumpsuit just enough to reveal the thin black tank top she wore underneath and coughed into her hand barely audibly... "Skipper," using the word playfully, "all is well with our baby," in many ways Sera considered the <em>Valkyrie</em> to be their child, since it was such a joint venture after all. "Now," she paused, "how about you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 09:28:51</strong>
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				Aurelia caught a sight of her own expression off the viewport as Sera entered the room, the light from the hallway reflecting just so. She hadn't realized how much she had been scowling, and found herself quite thankful for her special talents. After all, if she couldn't tell she was scowling, just how often was she really doing it? Either way, her daily re-centering sessions were erasing any negative effects, leaving her with the pristine, pale skin she prized so much. If she dressed properly, she could probably get accepted into a secondary school, especially considering her stature. Not that there was any use to doing such a thing.<br><br>As it was, she was dressed in her typical black trenchcoat and fitted slacks, matched with angular, flexible combat boots. Together with her fiery red hair and angry visage, she could have been lifted straight from a Corellian action holo; given several more inches of height and an improved bust, she would have fitted perfectly into that planet's idea of what a desirable woman was: smaller than their men, but every bit as powerful. Aurelia wasn't terribly interested in Corellian men, but their women had played no small part in the image she had constructed for herself, as the Corellian ideal had permeated the holobroadcasts. Tales of Indira Jonas and her escapades throughout the ancient cultures of the far-flung reaches of the galaxy had been airing unceasingly for at least three hundred years now with no sign of stopping.<br><br>Lia looked back to Sera without turning from the viewport, nodding curtly to her as she approached from behind. "No better than expected," she said, gloomy as always, wishing at times that she could access her Force Sense abilities more readily so she could communicate easily without speaking. Lia had foregone her Alter abilities completely, and though she had not ignored Sense, she had certainly never developed it properly, so it flailed within her like a mangled limb, only useful in the most necessary of circumstances. <br><br>"We should be arriving soon."
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				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 04:42:26</strong>
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				Sera looked on at Lia with concern and walked over to her slowly, she wrapped her muscular arms around her from behind. This of course was something she knew better to do if there were others around, but the two of them were quite safe from the prying eyes of other Sith, looking for something to use against Aurelia and move up in 'rank'. The former deck chief had seen a lot of things of questionable morals that went on at the academy, but she hardly thought it her place to judge. After all, she was unquestioningly loyal to Lia, the woman who gave the life she never had. <br><br>Their reflection in the viewport painting an amusing picture. Sera stood 6'5" even, her body entire was well toned and muscular, a veritable mountain of woman. While Lia was still much stronger than Sera, she was tiny in comparison, standing only around 5'2". So when Sera wrapped her arms around Lia, it was if the smaller woman was engulfed completely in flesh not her own.<br><br>The taller woman held Lia and gazed out the viewport with her for several moments. "Your sense of time is little different from the rest of us dear..." she finally spoke, with a bemused grin across her face. She knew of course that Aurelia said very little, but she knew her well enough to know something else was troubling her, and given the situation she expected it to have something to do with mission. "So," she began to speak, "what will we be looking for when we arrive? I know I'm not nearly as well versed as you, or the students..." She squeezed Aurelia tightly, hoping to some how reassure her. Or at very least distract her with the physical contact.
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				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 05:32:12</strong>
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				Tatin was in his own world, lightsaber combat was his world. From the first time he'd grasped the small metal cylinder in the unfortunate fool's hand and thrust it through his body, he knew this was the weapon he'd craved all his life. He twisted and pulled the cylinder in his gauntlet encased hands, transferring the blade from one hand to the other in an elaborate motion, behind his back as he spun, the opponent expecting the blade to appear to one side and then it was on the other. Oh how he relished the first time he'd used that the first time in the Korriban dueling circle. He stopped, loving the dark twinge that flowed through him whenever he held his lightsaber. He knew, just knew, that if he ignited his blade, that flow would become a torrent of palpable dark side energy. But he stopped, knowing that he'd done enough for today. He turned, his dark blue eyes sweeping the cargo bay. <br><br>He saw the "Nobleman" as so many students scathingly referred to Kawan standing over Taishari, his words floating to the larger man in the back of the cargo bay, his blue eyes squinting as he sneered at the smile on Kawan's features. "Not much control needed when you just sit back and pull a trigger." He said scathingly.<br><br>Tatin wasn't a patient man. This space travel had led him to be cooped up with far too little to do, and far too little combat, physical or otherwise. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 03:58:30</strong>
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				As Sera wrapped around her, Aurelia found herself sliding into a reverie. Contact between the two of them had always been electric, but in recent months it had become something significantly different. Sera had been serving as a lab rat of sorts for Lia; after the 'incident,' Lia had used her fleshcrafting abilities to not only reconstruct but to drastically improve Sera's body from the ground up. Sera was stronger, healthier, more perfect than she would have ever been or even could have been, considering the severe imperfections of DNA combination. She had turned the fatally injured Sera into a pinnacle of human ability, though she had never been successful in pushing past those limits, as the deep, complete understanding she really needed to execute those kinds of changes were impossible for her. Aurelia could quite easily sense herself in that way, but what she could sense of others was relatively minimal, and even then only through direct contact to complete a sort of 'circuit' between herself and the other. Sera now shared Aurelia's ageless appearance, and indeed ageless existence, but she still at some basic level had the body she had been born with. But... this was now changing, and Aurelia could feel it as Sera wrapped around her. <br><br>Her new experiment was working.<br><br>For... various reasons over the years since they had met, of sorts, blood had been swapped between them. Combat, accidents, and their more vigorous sexual sessions had resulted in Aurelia tasting Sera's flesh, her lifeblood. Once it was inside her, she had been able to inspect it with intense detail and assess the differences between her own blood and Sera's. Sera was not a Force user, or indeed even Force-sensitive due to her rather low midichlorian count. Aurelia's was high, however, and had increased since her birth as she was able to engineer her body to produce more of them. Their blood was not of the same type, but that type of change was child's play for Aurelia after so many decades of changing herself. She began to alter her blood in a fashion that was compatible with Sera, and began to inject her with it, in very small portions at first, just to see if Sera's body would accept it.<br><br>And of course, it did.<br><br>Sera was still incapable of producing a significant amount of midichlorians of her own, but as time had passed, Aurelia had given her larger and larger portions of her own blood, to the point that when Sera touched her, as she did now, Aurelia could positively <em>feel</em> her, and even sense her mind. Sera had continued to claim that she felt no change, but Lia was certain that would not be the case for much longer. Once Sera had enough midichlorians swimming around inside her, Aurelia would be able to access those all-important details, increase Sera's capability to produce midichlorians, and then....<br><br>Aurelia had always been conscious of her major failings in the Force. She prized her drive for perfection over all else, but it was still troublesome that many, indeed most Force-using adversaries had a gamut of Alter-branded abilities that she had no real way to defend against. Her incredible endurance allowed her to outlast most of these simply by attrition, but there were certainly many who would not fall so easily. Perfection could not be achieved <em>after</em> death, obviously, so she had continued to seek a way to fill said gap. When she discovered that she could competently sculpt the flesh of others, the answer had become clear. Now, a dozen or more years after her initial conceptualizing of the plan, it was finally coming to fruition.<br><br>Soon, Sera's training in the Force would begin. Soon, Aurelia would have a loyal, reliable defense against those who would take advantage of her weaknesses. Soon, her new binary structure would open the door to that perfection she had always sought.<br><br>Soon.
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				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 04:23:48</strong>
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				It became difficult to concentrate when one of the students began practising with his lightsaber, the sound of the weapon and the shuffle of feet, the twirl of light in the corner of her eye kept urging her to look over at him, but she would drop the containers if she did. Instead she forced herself to steady her breathing and try to not let Tatin's movements draw her attention.<br><br>She was just easing back into her exercise, when another student, the green skinned Mirialan, Kawan watched her for a few moments. She didn't notice he had come closer until he spoke, surprise making the containers twist and rise. He stood too close, looming over her. The cans groaned at her attention flagged, her anger sliding out of her control. Ignoring Kawan's offered hand she held her breath, trying to keep the rage from mounting higher - but the call from further down the cargo bay distracted her.<br><br>The four cans rushed at each other, warping metal screeching as the containers collapsed into and around each other to form a ball the size of two fists. The cot Taishari was sitting on slid forwards several inches, drawn by the Force she had failed to manipulate with any delicacy. With an enraged hiss, she stood up and turned on Tatin, flinging a hand at him. The still floating ball of warped metal hurtled towards the student, riding a wave of frustration and suppressed anger.&nbsp; &nbsp; <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 05:23:15</strong>
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				Some time had passed since Sera embraced Aurelia without her saying a word. The tall blond woman had gotten used to her lover being a woman of few words, and thusly had gotten used to having fewer answers to questions. Sera relaxed a little, satisfied knowing that at least she'd succeeded in providing a more pleasing distraction than what she had been dwelling on. Somehow she knew the moment she put her arms around Lia that her thoughts had shifted. It wasn't because she said anything, that's for certain. Perhaps it was simply having known her so long that she picked up on the change in Lia's mood.<br><br>She shrugged off her question and indeed all thoughts of the mission, happy to spend a quiet moment alone with Lia. Holding the small woman close as she did, there was a streak of protectiveness Sera felt towards her. She grinned, thinking about whom was really protecting whom though, she knew Lia was several times her own strength. Still it felt good to be able to hold her just the same.<br><br>Sera never minded taking part in Lia's experiments, as she trusted her, and everything has always been beneficial to her in the long run. Truth be told though, she didn't completely understand all of them either. She had tried listening several times, but she thought Lia had grown a little tired of having to repeat herself. It's not that Sera was dumb, despite being a natural blond. No, it's just that her expertise and interest was with machinery and electronics rather than biology, and she was pretty sure it'd be a long time before she could understand what Lia kept referring to as the Force.<br><br>Sera closed her eyes and sighed contently for the moment. She could almost feel Lia's heart beat, and could certainly hear her own in the quiet room.
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				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 09:22:52</strong>
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				Tatin was ready. Oh he hadn't expected the strike to come from Taishari, that was certain. He'd expected the "Nobleman" to lash out at him for his snide remark with either the Force or the blaster. He'd dropped into a preparation stance into Form III: Soresu, expecting the attack. Kawan was close enough to Taishari, that it didn't matter the strike came from the rage filled girl.<br><br>With the practiced ease of the short controlled parries of Soresu, he turned his right foot 45 degrees so that his body turned, his purple hued red blade cutting the metal in half, cleaving it, sending the two perfectly cut pieces, singed from the heat of his blade clanging loudly against the cargo containers behind him. <br><br>A sneer on his lips as he turned back, feet spread apart as he held his blade low, the hilt at his waist, pointing upward at roughly a 45 degree angle, the classic Soresu defensive stance that was so crucial to Form V practitioners such as himself. <br><br>"Amateur." He bit the word out scathingly, the smirk on his face wide as his blade bathed him in its glow, his body alight with the thrill of something, anything to vent his combative urges. But he didn't crack his neck yet. He had a feeling that his single word provocation to Taishari or the still hanging taunt to Kawan would incite one of them. And then... then he'd get some <em>real</em> enjoyment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Will</strong> on <strong>10-07-2009, 07:00:26</strong>
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				Kawan was more than a little amused at the exchange between Tashiri and Tatin.&nbsp; The jab about the blaster had hit home, certainly, but Tashiri had reacted before Kawan had even had a chance.&nbsp; He struggled to suppress a chuckle before giving in and letting the laughter roll.&nbsp; "Oh, yes, amateurs indeed.&nbsp; And if she'd been pitching anything besides a can at you, where would you be now?&nbsp; With both of us on you, even?&nbsp; I think you'd be under a pile of debris, most likely.&nbsp; Just like your rabble, always feeling so threatened by your betters... It makes me smile, to be sure."<br><br>Kawan always enjoyed the opportunity to lash out verbally as opposed to physically, and he couldn't help but smile at Tatin.&nbsp; They hadn't even dropped out of hyperspace yet, much less gone planetside, and already the brash young man was making enemies.&nbsp; He was as good as done for in Kawan's eyes, unless he managed to end up serving some purpose.<br><br>He glanced back over to Tashiri, still openly seething with anger, and gave a polite smile.&nbsp; She was clearly not in the mood to talk.&nbsp; "Perhaps we can talk some other time, then."&nbsp; With that, he turned, walking back towards his cot without another word.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>10-07-2009, 08:05:11</strong>
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				Tatin let out a bark of laughter. "Yes, I'm so frightened by the prospects of a self-important blaster jockey taking pot shots at me while a little girl who has the control of a 12 year old flings debris at me. Excuse me while I tremble in terror." <br><br>Tatin relished this. Any sort of combat would be invigorating, verbal would have to suffice for now. He smiled to himself further as the thought of facing two combatants at once, fellow students no less, came flooding forth. Any good duel, even a verbal one, required honing in on your opponents weaknesses, and Tatin knew Kawan's. <br><br>"Yes, your Majesty, I'm so threatened by my betters that I'm the one turning tail and fleeing. But oh wait, you need to get to a safe distance before you use your feeble toy," He sneered, practically spitting out the word 'safe', his upper lip curling, his features still bathed in the glow of his blade. 
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				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 02:58:02</strong>
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				Taishari panted, scabbing for control, trying to drag her aggravated ire down to a level she could repress. Both of them were mocking her - Tatin calling her an amateur and Kawan with his oh-so-casual comment about talking! Her focus was set Tatin, but she spared him a moment to glare at the green skinned student, hating them both. Trapped on this little stinking ship with no way out, no where to get away, no where for silence...<br><br>Her skin paled slowly to a lighter shade of gold as fear coiled through her anger, strengthening it. Her black eyes glare returned to the arrogant young man, she lifted a hand while he was talking to Kawan, lifting the two halves of the twisted metal ball, even though they were far away. He had taken his attention from her while knowing she was a threat. Idiot. They wobbled and shivered in the air, one sliding sideways as she strained to keep a grasp. She closed her fist, not yet use to controlling things without a physical gesture, sending both halved towards the human, her lip lifting off her teeth in a snarl.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 03:10:42</strong>
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				Tatin felt the ripple in the Force. He'd never been very good with such non-combative applications of the Force, but as the Blademaster at Korriban had so pointedly made clear to him while flinging objects at Tatin's leaping figure, sensitivity to other's machinations in the Force were critical for any would be Sith.<br><br>And the control, or lack there of, of Taishari was far easier to detect, still the metal objects were hurling for the back of his head when his muscles sprang into action, he turned and jerked his body, his blade able to deflect one half of the metal pieces, but the other grazed the side of his face, not hard enough contact to even make him stumble, but enough to infuriate him.<br><br>A low, guttural snarl emanated from his lips as he turned his gaze unto Taishari. Slowly, ominously he stood to his full considerable height and cracked his neck, the pops loud, almost sickeningly so, as he felt the full brunt of the dark side, his dark side flow through him as he gripped the cool metal cylinder in his hands, his gauntlets pulsing with feeling as he advanced on the girl, his blade at his waist, horizontal, the blade off to the side in an unconventional version of the Djem So combat stance. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 03:53:11</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing the other student fall into position, Taishari felt a rush of gratification at being seen as threatening. It eased the edge off her anger, but that only made it easier to control in a way she wished. <br><br>She reached a hand out blindly, and used the Force to pick up her long hilted lightsaber pike. It slapped into her grip with a solid thump and she swung it before her, the blade jumping to life with a low hum. She could feel the power she fed into it being manipulated, focused into a blade. The long grip gave her a better reach - she didn't have the muscle for close combat, and if she could keep her adversary at a distance she could use her telekinesis to greatest effect.<br><br>She twisted the pike hand-over-hand before her, shifting her feet before taking the guard position from Juyo technique, though her dominant fighting style was Ataru. She held it for a moment to centre herself, then she went to meet him with a savage grin. She moved quickly, light footed and eager to meet blades and find a way to hurt him.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 05:31:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He felt the trademark ripple and then saw her long hilted weapon slap into her hands. Tatin's grin turned positively feral. If there was one thing he was comfortable with, it was lightsaber combat, always had been always would be.<br><br>"Should have stuck to flinging things at me." He hissed, his advance slow, measured, his lightsaber still pointed parallel to the ground off to his side, not the traditional Djem So starting position (as that was high and above the head at an angle) he found this to be the best for the initial parry and counter phase. The traditional guard above the head was better suited for attacking first, then countering, then so on and so forth. But he knew that against the other students, Taishari with her long saber and Kawan with his little blaster, he would be foolish to think he'd get the first strike in.<br><br>"That's it, think your extra length even gives you a snow balls chance on Tatooine against me," he sneered. Tatin's prowess in physical combat, especially saber duels had made him a natural to explore Dun Möch. And against his current foes, with such little control, it would be most useful.<br><br>He advanced, slowly, steadily, his blade and muscles ready and waiting for the first blow. A single counter, that's all he'd need. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 06:57:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Taishari hissed softly, the air passing between her teeth in one of the only sounds she could make without vocal cords. She didn't move her eyes from him as she advanced, though feeling through the Force she lifted part of the halved ball, holding it where it was. On her next step, she jerked it forwards, directly at him from behind.<br><br>It wouldn't work, but it wasn't intended to. With a deft flick of her pike, she feinted to a side, giving him another distraction to stop him noticing her true attack.<br><br>His cot flipped over, the legs skittering on the metal flooring for a slit second before she dropped it, unable to divert her attention in so many directions without forgetting the danger she was in, but that one tug was enough to send the cot crashing towards Tatin...&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 07:16:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Djem So, Form V, was based upon Soresu, the most defensive of the forms and based upon the principle that you were in the "eye of the storm" and to not move beyond or strike beyond that to keep a constant defense. While this form was far too passive for a former outright brawler such as Tatin, this principle held firm in Djem So's desire to counter an attack and then exploit it. <br><br>He felt the chunk of metal hurtling for his back and deftly spun, his blade crashing up to block it and deflect to away. Ever the consummate duelist, he recognized Taishari's feint for what it was, not even bothering to parry it as he spun on his heel again, only to find his cot hurtling toward him. With a howl he rushed forward, bracing his body with the power of his rage. Tatin was a large man, and when his emotions poured forth as they did now, as he used the force to telekinetically reinforce his skeletal and muscular structures, he was a bull of a creature.<br><br>He lowered his shoulder and banged it into the cot, stopping it dead in its tracks. Raising back up to his full height, his breath coming in anger filled pants. One long leg came over the cot, and then the other as he glared venom at the creature before him. The pain in his shoulder noticeable, and would become more so when his adrenaline abated, but this was a minor pain. He'd felt worse against amateur brawlers in his time on Dantooine, let alone as a Sith student. <br><br>His blade came back to his side, parallel to the ground on his right yet again, and he advanced, swiftly this time. His blade came up, parrying her Pike away from him, and as his left hand gripped his hilt, his other loosened and then flashed to her stomach, reinforced by the Force for a brutal punch aimed at her midsection. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 07:42:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing him hurt sent a victorious bolt through her, her sadistic twist taking pleasure from his obvious pain. She had a feral grin on her face when he shoved the cot off - but she was too cocky, and overestimated how badly she had hurt him. When his guard came up, so did hers, but she was surprised by his advance - and even more by the heavy punch to her gut.<br><br>Her breath left her in an ugly rasp sound, the momentum of the blow sending her backwards, so hard and fast her feet left the ground for a heartbeat, staggering awkwardly to keep her feet, though it seemed useless when her knees buckled from the agony of the blow, the pain radiating through her insides and her lungs unable to drag in air. She hunched over, but she had managed to keep hold of her pike which she levelled at him in a warning to stay back. Despite the pain, she gripped the shaft with the Force, ready to let go of it with her hands so she could drive it through him with her telekinesis should he take a step closer to where she knelt, struggling to breath, her dark eyes tearing him to shreds with hate, daring him to come closer. The cots closest to her quivered where they were, though she was only concentrating on her pike and trying to gasp enough air so not to pass out.&nbsp; &nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 07:53:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tatin smiled cruelly down at her. He'd known of her sadistic streak. "You know what I found on my time in the underbelly of the various dueling circles on the Outer Rim." He spoke softly, quietly, a venom dripping on his words as he stayed back, his blade held up in his left hand, ready to parry any feeble attempt by the gasping woman before him to run him through.<br><br>"I found that those who enjoy giving pain to others could <em>never</em> deal with it. And that was a punch. To your GUT." He spat. "I didn't break your kneecap with my boot, I didn't snap your arm in two."<br><br>And he stepped forward, still back far enough from her that if she did fling her pike at him, he could dodge or parry it. "In what world, could you have ever beaten me?" He hissed. Standing there, knowing that their duel, the sounds of crashing cots, twisted metal, and the clash of sabers could go idly by. Oh how he wanted to finish her and save him or the coming mission the trouble. But he waited. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 08:13:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He thought she couldn't deal with pain? He didn't know pain! She had survived over a decade of agony and he had the audacity to say she could never deal with it?! Instead of cowing her, Tatin's words spurred her on. She fought her body, slowly getting to her feet and letting her pike's point drop in a sign of submission, though her dark eyes fixed on the human before her. <br><br>By her side, her hand twisted so her palm faced Tatin, and she her eyes narrowed, her lip twisting, the expressions saying without words, 'Arrogant bastard.' Her hand flexed wide then clenched - and all the cots stopped for a second as she refocused all her anger onto one point. Him.<br><br>With a slam of power that had nothing to do with finesse or control, she pressed the Force against him, trying to overwhelm him with its magnitude and crush him under the weight of her fury as she had done to her torturer not long ago.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 09:26:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sera," Aurelia spoke quietly, "our passengers seem to be disrespecting their accomodations." It was more than a seeming fact - their words and the regular crashing of this or that passed quite easily through the walls. After all, the only soundproofing was around the outside of the crew area, protecting it from the roar of the engines and weapons. The ship was also quite small... a stray lightsaber swing could penetrate the hull, and then they'd all be in a very, very bad way.<br><br>Aurelia broke effortlessly from Sera's embrace and stalked out into the cargo area where the students were clearly having the time of their lives. She watched silently for a moment as they postured themselves, each trying to establish dominance, but none really doing a convincing job. True dominance did not need such direct exertion, but what would such children know of the finer points of interpersonal communication? Nothing, obviously, considering the state of the place. A simple word was all she needed.<br><br>"Cease."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>12-07-2009, 13:44:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had his blade up. A lightsaber alone, even activated, technically speaking, had about as much ability to deflect the Force as did a common blaster. But it didn't matter, what mattered was that it was a symbol, an extension of the wielder that granted them power, and for a duelist such as Tatin, this was the reinforcement he needed.<br><br>He raised the blade, his arms out, the blade pointing straight up in defiance against the torrent of power threatening to wrap around his very being. He felt his muscles groan under the pressure, like being 'hugged' by a Gundark. He was shaking, his face trembling.<br><br>But it wasn't from the exertion alone, his rage building like the water against a dam. The dam being Taishari's powerful grip on his entire body. If she had an infinitesmal amount of control more, Tatin would never have been able to snarl, and cry out. "NO!" His rage bursting forth as he spread his arms wide, breaking the grip, panting from the exertion. And then the word from the doorway in the cargo hold to the rest of the ship came floating forth "Cease."<br><br>Panting from his rage and his desire to kill, he clamped his jaw shut to prevent any sort of defiance to Aurelia. His teeth grinding against each other as he deactivated his blade, and as it always seemed to whenever he lowered or disarmed a weapon, the dark side seemed to be beyond a veil to him, omnipresent, just as powerful, but constrained to him. But he knew that were he to but press the igniter on his weapon, and it would pour forth just the same.<br><br>But Tatin knew better. His gaze going to Aurelia as he said, as calmly as he could manage, "Master." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 04:28:13</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Taishari's savage grin faltered as Tatin forced her blast to divert, his own ability creating a protective bubble. She might have tried to break it had they not been interrupted. <br><br>&nbsp;"Cease."<br><br>It broke through Taishari's attention, her dark-eyed gaze snapping from the man she had almost killed to the woman in the doorway. Seeing the Sith master was more effective than a bucket of ice water thrown over her. The gold in her skin faded to an odd yellowed-silver shade as fear cascaded through her. The Dark Side fed fed on it, spiking before she could exert control. She looked down, her breath hitching and sweat beading across her brow and she strained to do nothing with the welling power at her command.<br><br>It was a difficult, straining few moments, but she overcame her instincts to try and destroy what was more powerful. She would have no chance at winning against a master, and she ran the risk of damaging the hull if she let loose, which would leave them all as space debris.<br><br>Her colour returned slowly, and her hand lifted to cover her mouth, gaze not lifting from the floor as she collected herself and tried to sooth her turbulent emotions.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Will</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 14:36:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kawan had thoroughly removed himself from the conflict between the other two students, both physically and mentally.&nbsp; It had been entertaining, certainly, and he'd been successful in distracting himself from the ominous chill that had been so unavoidable before.&nbsp; Staring back out of the transparisteel panel, Kawan was just about to sit down on his cot when he heard the command that made them all freeze.<br><br><em>"Cease."</em><br><br>Kawan was doing nothing that required ceasing, but he stopped abruptly in mid-sit and stood straight as he spun to face the Master.&nbsp; She didn't seem happy, but... Honestly, she never really seemed happy.&nbsp; Were they all about to get a verbal thrashing?&nbsp; Hopefully she had only come to announce the drop to realspace.&nbsp; Kawan hadn't been fighting, but Aurelia didn't seem much like the type to distinguish between participants and non-participants.&nbsp; He was sure he'd be lumped in with the rest no matter what.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 03:55:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sera cursed the passengers silently as Aurelia broke away to stop them. She turned followed closely in Aurelia's step, gritting her teeth in frustration from the interruption. Sera stopped just a few feet behind Lia, looking over her shoulder, as she issued her command. Her voice was unwavering and authoritative, <em>cease</em>, a single word that made the students in freeze almost instantly.<br><br>The tall muscular woman crossed her arms and smirked at the two students who looked most guilty. She was relieved that they had torn little up besides a few cots. <em>Hell, they can sleep on the floor for all I care</em>, she thought to herself. She shook her head wondering why so many of the Sith students behaved like petulant children.<br><br>At times Sera had to wonder how the Sith could hope to function as society if they really were to rule. The backstabbing, and infighting wouldn't make for any kind of stable government... Power struggles were a given on many planets, but for a whole galaxy... Again, she shook her head and held back a sigh. She had also wanted to add in a few snarky comments in, but out of respect for Aurelia she didn't. It wasn't her place to discipline the erring students, not with Aurelia here.<br><br>She turned her gaze towards Lia, patiently listening for anything else she had to add although she thought it was unlikely. There was certainly no need for clarification with a command like that.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 08:09:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Such wastes of energy are unwise just before a venture into the unknown. I expect little of your wisdom, as you are a barely adolescent bunch, of course. Still, realize that I do not particularly consider myself responsible for your safety. I will not shed a tear if you are ended by your own foolish lack of planning." It sounded more like idle observation than the relatively brutal insult Aurelia had dealt them. To get her to speak at such length about nothing productive was a feat indeed, though who could say about how much these students could pick up of that.<br><br>"Within forty-eight hours, we will arrive at our destination. There is precious little information about it; the team that discovered it only stayed long enough to reasonably confirm that Revan was not present. It is, however, certainly Old Sith, and so we must be prepared for the unexpected and the horrifying. We know less of them than we do of Revan's whereabouts. We may find a paradise... but we are more likely to find a hell. Prepare yourselves."<br><br>Aurelia distastefully observed the mess that had been left by the scrappy children. Nothing had been <em>broken,</em> but... She eyed the floor, noting several places where its sheen was disrupted, unpleasantly.<br><br>"Buff that out."<br><br>Aurelia left the room as gracefully as she had entered.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 08:23:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She didn't lift her gaze, fear shivering down her spine, adrenaline sending fingers of ice through her veins. Taishari did not like being around people more powerful than herself. It had made life to the Korriban academy interesting to say the least, but she was mastering if not her fear than her ability to control herself... though her lash-out at Tatin would say otherwise. <br><br>When Aurelia left, she turned off the blade of her pike and stood, staring down at the long hilt for a moment before jerking into movement, reading after the sith master. She had to use the refresher, her skin was covered in sweat. The other two could buff the marks out. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 09:06:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sera listened intently, for the first time she was getting a idea about what they were going into. It would be incorrect to say that Aurelia was worried, but she was cautious about it. While that was in Lia's nature to be cautious, Sera had some concern. So if Aurelia would approach this cautiously, then Sera knew to be doubly cautious. She didn't know much about these "Old Sith" but she found some of the new ones probably just as dangerous. Still, it couldn't possibly be more than traps. Why would there be anyone else there? The thought of an "Old Sith" still living there seemed highly unlikely.<br><br>The tall blond put that out of her mind for the moment and her jaw began to ache from holding back a grin at the scolding the students were getting. It was surprising to get that much out of Lia at once... then again, fighting with sabers here was stupid, and dangerous and likely deserved to pointed out. Her other point was quite valid as well, they didn't need to be losing people before they even reached their destination. Actually they didn't need to be losing people at all. However, she shared Lia's sentiment, she wouldn't cry over them. <br><br>Sera had seen too many Sith students die by now, and given that most of them had no such social graces per say, it was difficult to feel anything other than ambivalence about them. Though she noted the Mirialan acted a notch above his peers when it came interacting with others. The angry one gripping his lightsaber tightly seemed hot headed... and more or less like most of the students she'd grown used to seeing. The Firrerreo girl was nice eye candy, but had some serious issue, Sera thought.<br><br>After Aurelia was done and turned to head back towards their quarters Sera relaxed her jaw a bit and smiled, she raised her hand and pointed to a locker in the corner, "there are some cleaning supplies in there, it should be unlocked," she said neutrally. One other thing that was certain, the students had scuffed up the <em>Valk</em>'s floor a bit, and Lia cared for the ship as much as her. She turned on her heel and went to follow Aurelia. Lia sure could move quickly despite her short stride.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 09:09:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tatin wanted to call out, to declare that it hadn't been a waste of energy at all, as though Taishari was beneath her. But he knew what happened when he so defied Aurelia. She was not needlessly cruel, but her punishments, as they were always well deserved, were infinitely worse than the arbitrary ones doled out by lesser Masters. <br><br>He bit his tongue to keep silent as he tried to gain something from her rebukes, as she rarely spoke without meaning. So unlike the Jedi with their mindless pattering. And as she administered her command to clean the ship, Tatin scowled. He was aware of the sweat clinging to his body now. He saw Taishari head for the shower and he scowled. Turning to Kawan he sneered, "Seeing as you're well rested, why don't you take care of that." <br><br>He saw Taishari about to open the door to the shower and sprinted, using the Force to reenforce his already considerable speed as his shoulder slammed into the door, closing it. "I don't think so." He growls.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 09:22:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alarm made her skin drop several shades, her fear at the sudden pursuit squirming though her, but was gone in a few heartbeats, her colour easing back to muted gold. Her black eyes narrowed and her lip hitched over her teeth, aggression burning off the icy trails of fear. She tugged at the refresher's door again, not backing down. She wasn't going to let him use it first! She was there first, and she would have won that bout if they hadn't been interrupted. She was not going to wait in line... she was sure he'd find a way of tampering with the controls of the shower so it only gave cold.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 09:54:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned as she glared pure malice at him. "Though I suppose since you exerted yourself far more than I had in that little tryst in the cargo hold, you need this more than I do." He said, his lips curling into a sneer.<br><br>He backed away from the door with a false flourish, giving her a sarcastic bow. "We wouldn't want you to have to exert yourself anymore, things might get a bit... too much for you planetside." He said, reveling the anger he was causing in her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 10:04:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She stared at him for a few more moments, not sure what to make of his sudden flip of character. She didn't buy it, especially not when he had such a look on his face, but what was he planning? If it wasn't to steal the first shower, he was an idiot - after Aurelia's chastising, he'd have to be to step out of line. She rolled her eyes in clear dismissal and entered the refresher, turning her back on Tatin in an insult, but didn't drop her pike.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 10:06:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Tatin grinned slowly. "On second thought..." He says loudly as if just arriving at a train of thought. And he flings the door to the refresher open, stepping inside. "I care more for my comfort than for yours. You can take the second." He says. <br><br>He'd planned this, as he knew the back and forth was liable to destroy whatever modicum of control the girl had at this point. "Well? Chop chop." He says, almost sweetly but in an infuriating tone. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 10:14:06</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her grip on her pike tightened and her teeth ground together. He was so annoyingly arrogant! He though she was just some spineless cowering chit - even after the show of power he barbed her! Aurelia's words still chilled her anger, but she couldn't contain herself. She turned on her heel to face him and attacked him again - not with the Force, but with her pike shaft, aiming for his jaw in an effort to drive him back and out of the room or knock him down. Either was fine with her.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 10:18:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He wondered why people never paid as much attention to dueling as they did to their mastery of the Force. So many of the principles of martial combat applied to every aspect of their lives. And noticing a strike coming from a parsec away was one of them.<br><br>His hand flashed to the pike, gripping the end tightly as he twisted and jerked it back and then forward yanking it out of her hands, but involuntarily adding the side effect of jerking her bodily forward. Tatin had applied more force than he intended, as this move he normally performed on hulking brawlers. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 10:25:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Taishari's breath hissed between her teeth as she was jerked off balance, stumbling forwards, her body colliding with Tatin's solidly. She wanted to scream at him, to curse him and get him out using loud volume backed by painful words. She couldn't use the Force to crush him, but she had no voice to crush him verbally either - yet being close enough to feel his body heat through her clothes offered her another way to crush him.<br><br>She brought up her knee with swift brutality, aiming for the tender collection of sexual organs bipeds most often harboured between their legs. She didn't know humans well enough to know if they had them there or not, but it was a logical guess and she was furious enough to try it. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 10:33:53</strong>
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				It was like watching a holo-vid on an ancient computer. Yes it was happening, and any other hardware would have made it at blinding speed but Taishari's obvious inexperience with physical combat was making itself painfully obvious. Tatin had been brawling since before he'd hit puberty, but even before he'd hit it, he knew just how important that area of his body was.<br><br>His own knee swept up brutally, blocking hers and throwing her off balance. The problem with kicks, knees, anything requiring a bipedal species to use their means of support meant that they were inherently off balance. As such, any sort of strike that wasn't blinding fast from the legs was liable to be easily countered to the attackers immense disadvantage. Tatin knew this. Taishari obviously didn't.<br><br>His knee struck her inner thigh, turning her, his hands lashing out and grasping her wrists tightly, painfully as he pushed against her from behind, pinning her, stopping any movement.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 10:49:51</strong>
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				Taishari jerked and struggled, anger and terror twinning together as she couldn't get free of Tatin's grip. Her suddenly turbulent emotions tested her re-found control, and found herself struggling to breathe as her power, aimed at the man holding her effected her too, crushing her chest in a slow smothering. She tried to twist away so she could use her ability unaffected, but she had no leverage and not enough strength - even boosted by the dark side, he would have the same advantage. Her skin slid further into the silvery shade of fear and the weight on their chests increased - followed by a creak of metal. Taishari froze with alarm. There were no cans here. She was crushing a bit of the ship. Even in his grip, Taishari feared Aurelia more than Tatin. If she did anything more to her ship... <br><br>Panting, she turned her attention inwards, desperate to shut down her emotions, to grab the control Tatin kept snatching out of her grasp.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 10:56:34</strong>
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				He hears the creak and he stops for a moment. She was so angry right now that she was probably bending at the hull. He grinned though as she stopped suddenly. Tatin knew where her fear was coming and he knew he gave him the advantage. <br><br>"You little witches are all the same. Take away your Force, take away your weapon, and you're nothing. No one, completely unremarkable from every other pissy little malcontent in the universe." He growls, knowing that it'd enrage her.<br><br>His own breath coming fast and hot, the exertion from the previous fight and his own application of strength here insuring that. But as he felt her curvacious body against his, he felt that other base dark emotion, lust, bubble to the surface through his other prominent emotions as well. "Probably like them in other ways too." He hisses in her ear. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Will</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 20:00:51</strong>
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				Kawan relaxed a little as Aurelia left and Sera pointed out the cleaning supplies.&nbsp; He paid the tall woman little attention, not feeling that the buffing was any of his business, really.&nbsp; He was certainly above such things, especially considering he'd not earned any punishment to begin with.<br><br>Kawan quickly realized otherwise, though.&nbsp; Taishari and Tatin both sprinted away, Tatin even having the nerve to make a comment towards him before leaving.&nbsp; Kawan was beginning to feel the anger that seemed to be driving Taishari as he replied.&nbsp; "You seem to be the one with all the energy."<br><br>And it was true.&nbsp; He even used the Force to run across the hold to the 'fresher.&nbsp; Kawan wondered briefly if Tatin even got dressed without using the Force.&nbsp; <em>Probably cuts his food with his lightsaber,</em> he thought with a snort, shaking his head and looking at the scuff marks.<br><br>Kawan was screaming inside, torn between turning his nose up at the task, and knowing that he was surely expected to do it anyway.&nbsp; Aurelia was surely more concerned with the state of the <em>Valkyrie</em> than with fair and just punishment.&nbsp; As Tatin sped off after Taishari, Kawan gritted his teeth and headed for the supplies, and got started buffing out the marks on the floor.<br><br>As he was cleaning, Kawan did his best to ignore the two as they apparently continued their scuffle.&nbsp; What was more difficult to ignore, however, were the increasingly strong waves of energy coming from them.&nbsp; It was Taishari, without a doubt, and getting stronger every moment.&nbsp; Kawan stood, looking on as the tattoo along his forehead wrinkled in concern.&nbsp; They were really into it, all over again.&nbsp; The metal was even starting to creak...<br><br>And then it stopped, thankfully.&nbsp; Kawan relaxed a little, still watching intently.&nbsp; They seemed incredibly distracted.&nbsp; Maybe even distracted enough for him to put a blaster bolt in Tatin's back, or shoot Taishari in the side of the face.&nbsp; His fingers moved to fondle the grip of his pistol absently, as the thoughts raced through his mind.&nbsp; No... Aurelia wouldn't care if one or both of the other students were dead, personally, but two less meat-shields would likely upset her.&nbsp; Not now, not here.&nbsp; Later.<br><br>Kawan knelt back down and continued with the demeaning work he'd been stuck with.&nbsp; He had to earn the Master's favor, if indeed she had any to earn.&nbsp; The other two could distract themselves in whatever manner they liked.&nbsp; It would only end with their failure.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>15-07-2009, 20:16:54</strong>
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				When one word was insufficient, words were not the way.<br><br>While Aurelia's Alter abilities were nearly null, the completely self-focused nature of her talents gave her a distinct advantage - she was extremely hard to detect in the Force, having less of an impact on its flow than a mundane Force-insensitive. Her eyelids drooped in disappointed anger at Tatin's near-total ignorance of her commands, and she was mere inches away before he even had the concept of her being behind him. Gripping his ankle, she pulled him easily up and off of Taishari, though Lia gave no heed to how Taishari flopped as Tatin was yanked from her. She held him in the air for a moment before mercilessly swinging him up and over her head, bringing him slamming down on the floor with sufficient force to kill any normal person. Fortunately, he had been physically well-trained, so he would survive.<br><br>A body was such an amusing object when it had no control over itself, Aurelia thought idly in those short moments. It flailed this way and that instinctively, trying to grip anything, but was always fighting inertia and wind resistance, and so it careened through the air like a wet noodle. The painful splat as he collided with the metal flooring echoed quite nicely off the bulkheads.<br><br>There was art to be had in any endeavor.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 01:48:09</strong>
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				Tatin had received his fair share of beatings. Even in victory across the various dueling circles, he'd found that not all of his opponents were so pathetically weak that they couldn't cause him harm. He knew pain, he knew it gave him strength, he'd been flailed to an inch of life and come roaring back. <br><br>But as time slowed as he felt the vice like grip on his ankle, seemingly from the depths of the ship itself, he barely had time to register the pain in as he felt the bone there crack. <br><br>And then he was soaring through out the air like a toy with an other exuberant child. And as he flew towards the ground, as he registered who was doing this too him, he remembered the first time Aurelia had ever deigned to so punish him. He'd have rather faced all his entire history of dueling opponents at once than go through it again.<br><br>He used what little energy he had to course through his body, reinforcing the weaker areas of it, emphasizing the bones as those would most likely take time to heal. And as his body came thundering down against the cold, unyielding metal of the ship, he felt several of his bones crack anyway.<br><br>He shook with rage and pain... so much pain. His first instinct was to roll and curl into the fetal position, but he knew better. To do so would be impossible sign of weakness, and more concretely, any movement would exacerbate his injuries. So he bit his lip until he felt the warm coppery taste of blood, his vision blurred as, though still able to see as he'd strengthened his skull as much as he could.<br><br>His dark blue eyes went to Aurelia's, hatred coursing through them, even as they closed as he grit his teeth to fight the urge to cry out. <br><br>It had been a lesson, but one taught in a manner he wasn't enjoying at the moment. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 04:15:40</strong>
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				Sera heard the creaking of metal, the distinct sound only a pressurized hull would make, and stopped dead in her tracks. Aurelia was already turned around and rushed past Sera back towards the fresher. Sera spun around and chased after Lia who was despite her running speed silent as dead of space. She watched the Sith master turn the corner and enter the fresher. Then the silence was broken with a loud thump, something fleshy striking a solid surface.<br><br>Sera's eyes widened and she drew her shatter pistol, chambering a round as she ran and turned the corner ready to fire if need be. Only to see Lia administering a punishment to the human student. She reholstered her weapon and smirked at scene. The boy was being held from his ankle and thrown about the room like a ragdoll, though she wince slightly at the crack of bone she heard. The slightly imperious pilot crossed her arms, noting the blood stains collecting on the floor and walls with each impact. Then her eyes focused on the Firrerreo girl in the back who actually looked scared for some reason. Maybe she feared that she would be next after Lia finished flinging around the boy, and that thought would definitely give anyone pause. But there was something else, something unspoken... Sera noticed the girl shivering slightly and saw her weapon on the floor of the fresher. Her expression turned sour as she began to picture what else might just have transpired.<br><br>Sera sighed in between the sound of wet crunching that filled the fresher. She turned around to head to the cockpit to run a quick scan of the hull integrity, to make sure there was no unseen damage. She looked up and saw the Mirialan, pausing briefly, "well whenever they're done in there, you can point out the locker opposite from the one holding the cleaning supplies. There's a bit bacta gel in there. Or," she grinned briefly, "don't tell them. I'll leave that to your discretion." Sera turn toward the hallway and made her way towards the cockpit.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Nadir</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 08:37:42</strong>
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				Taishari didn't know why he had let her go, but tore across the room when his grip eased. A moment later, there was a sickening thud. Back to the wall she gasped for air as she stared at Tatin's body, crumpled and twitching on the floor. Her gaze lifted to the sith master, putting it together and shutting her eyes to better concentrate on settling her emotions. Tatin's persistent attempt to push her over the edge was taking a heavy toll on her ability to cope with the close confines of the ship and the strength of the woman in the doorway. <br><br>Her black eyes snapped open and she straightened and stepped into the shower. Still fully clothed, Taishari turned on the shower, adjusting the heat with a careful hand to run cold to pull her attention from her own emotions. The cold water helped. The crowding of people in the doorway didn't.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Will</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 19:19:49</strong>
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				Kawan couldn't have imagined a more satisfying resolution.&nbsp; It was marvelous, the way his body soared through the air and made a delicious thump against the metal floor.&nbsp; Kawan took a moment to stop buffing and watched, sighing contentedly and smiling, allowing himself a low chuckle as Aurelia left.<br><br>The pilot speaking to him caught Kawan off guard; he figured she would have little to do with the students.&nbsp; Her words, though, brought a lopsided smile to his lips, and he nodded.&nbsp; "I would hate to use up supplies on injuries they caused for themselves.&nbsp; They'll live."&nbsp; <em>Unfortunately,</em> Kawan added mentally.&nbsp; Besides, he was enjoying the pain and fear pouring off of the pair as he continued cleaning the floor.&nbsp; It sustained him through the humiliating task.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 06:28:39</strong>
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				As Sera made her way down the small corridor to the cock pit she clenched her fists and opened them again fully, repeating this little ritual to try and ease her concern for the <em>Valkyrie</em>. She sat down in the pilot's seat and accessed a console bringing up a holo display of the ship as it hurtled through hyper space. Taping a few keys caused yellow lines to appear, they moved up and over the display of the ship, scanning for signs of damage.<br><br>The pilot leaned back and put her hands behind her head, closing her eyes while the damage control unit was scanning. Her mind drifted back to the good beating the human Sithling was taking, her lips curled into pleasant smile. Sometimes she forgot just how strong Aurelia was. That same strength was there, if somewhat less hostile, when Lia and her made love. Pleasant memories of the two of them wrestling with each other in bed, or where ever they happened to be, filled her thoughts.<br><br>Aurelia was easily ten or more times her own strength, but she didn't show it in bed... <em>sometimes the conqueror wants to be conquered</em>, she mused. Any time that Sera had 'won' in their little bed time scuffles, she knew it was only because Lia allowed her. She sighed a bit,&nbsp; slowly be drawn back to the present. The fighting children had interrupted what might have been another decadent moment between the two lovers. The consoles beeped at her, as if the <em>Valkyrie</em> itself was telling her to quit daydreaming.<br><br>She opened her eyes and sat back up in the chair, watching where the yellow lines intersected across the three dimensional display of the <em>Lucid Valkyrie</em>. She furrowed her brow and zoomed in, bringing up a display of the ships schematics placed along side the current condition of the ship. In particular a panel was flashing, on the outer hull of the ship. Directly near the fresher. Sera groaned and buried her face in her hand. During there fighting one of the Sithlings must've warped the hull. That was what the uncomfortable sound of metal groaning against itself was.<br><br>She took a deep breath... <em>it isn't your place to punish the students Sera</em>, she thought to herself. She was angry, and wanted to lash out at them. <em><strong>You</strong> don't have to</em>, she thought as she spun her seat around and stood up heading back toward the corridor, to tell Lia about the damage.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>23-07-2009, 19:27:40</strong>
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				Aurelia lifted her hand from Tatin's leg, breathing deliberately as she appraised him. He was little more than a sack of bones after the brutal, sudden beating she had visited upon him. There was still life in his eyes... the sign of a belligerent spirit. Lessers would have fallen into shock immediately... but he was feeding on the pain, using it to keep himself alive, instead of believing it a sign of impending death. She acknowledged this in him as her tongue slithered out, licking his blood from her hands and feeling her body immediately respond, absorbing his essence, letting it enrich her.<br><br>"You have a strength about you, student. However, you are fatally reckless." Lia could have said more, but chose not to. His ability to absorb information was hindered at best at this moment. "Considering we will arrive at the planet soon," she mused, looking over at a display, "you will not heal rapidly enough on your own. I must aid your recovery." She removed her clothing somewhat mechanically and folded them neatly, placing them on a surface near the cabinet where she pulled out her specialized rations. These rations included all of the nutrients her body needed, in copious amounts. However, some of these nutrients would be reacted to quite unpleasantly by a "normal" humanoid... but such suffering was necessary to return Tatin to functionality.<br><br>Kneeling next to Tatin, she removed his clothing as well, ignoring the pain she might be causing, as that pain was about to be increased tenfold, and it was all for the sake of his health, anyway. Wordlessly, she force-fed him the soft cracker. As he swallowed, she straddled his waist, leaning forward and gripping his face, one hand on each side of his face. She took several moments to study his body's makeup, insinuating her presence into his. This would not be a smooth exercise... she only knew her own body well, and Sera's to a surface extent. Not only was Tatin a whole new person, but was of a different gender as well, with all the variations that included. The process was normally painful, but for him, and in this rushed fashion, with no preparation...<br><br>She began.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>24-07-2009, 06:31:44</strong>
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				At any other time in his life, the sight of Aurelia's impossibly gorgeous, toned body being revealed to him, even the mechanical way in which she did so, would have aroused him beyond belief. But in his current state, such thoughts only served to make his body punish him more as he grit his teeth, grinding them back and forth as his hatred for this moment grew.<br><br>As she removed his clothing, he complied as best he could, refusing to yelp or cry out, only letting out a growl that seemed to be more directed at his body than at her, each time a lance of pain thrust through him as she removed his clothing. His tanned, scarred body now having been thoroughly brutalized, he laid there as best he could. <br><br>He ate the cracker obediently, coughing and sputtering in pain as his jaw protested, but he clamped down and swallowed it.<br><br>Again Tatin thoroughly wished that Aurelia was straddling him under different circumstances. He couldn't help but let out a cry, something between a curse and a growl, as she grasped his head and tilted it upward. He knew this wouldn't be enjoyable, knew that it was likely to be worse than the beating he received. But he found he didn't care. Pain was the price of power he'd often repeated to himself.<br><br>His eyes blazed up at Aurelia as she began, his ascent, not that she needed or even wanted it, given. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>26-07-2009, 03:03:19</strong>
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				Sera emerged into the refresher and eyed the broken form that was Tatin with disdain. How undeserving he was of resources Aurelia had spend to mend him. She remained quiet, she could tell Lia about the ship later. Nothing good could come of disturbing her... except for maybe some amusing, if not fatal, anatomical-juxtapositions for the boy.<br><br>Her rage filled eyes turned to the only other other form in the room. The trembling Sith girl, standing fully clothed in the fresher with cold water pouring over her. At least Sera assumed it must've been cold due to the Ferrerreo girls nipples erect under her simple top. Gracefully, she stepped around Lia and the meatbag of a boy in the floor so as not to disturb them. Sera very quickly reached in shutting the fresher off and grabbed the wet girl, she lowered her face down to meet Taishari's and growled to her quietly, "not one word until we're out of the room, got it?"<br><br>Sera didn't give her time to answer or process the information, instead Taishari was unceremoniously scooped up by the muscular woman and carried back out of the Fresher. Sera deposited the soaking wet Ferrerreo in her cot and stood there above her, folding her arms just under her bosom glaring at Taishari, trying to decide what, if anything she should do next. She began to speak, "you do realize the hull is now damaged?" Her words came across more as a statement than a question. She didn't know if this girl was the responsible party or not... and Sera certainly wasn't going to volunteer that. Better to remain silent and see what the wet girl in front of her said.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Will</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 00:55:56</strong>
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				Kawan had ceased his work on the floor of the cabin, sitting with his arms on his knees as he watched with an unrestrained grin.&nbsp; His smugness was palpable, intense even for him, who walked around with a considerable baseline smug.&nbsp; He would have laughed right out loud if it weren't for Aurelia and the pilot, Sera.&nbsp; They seemed in no very humorous mood, either of them.<br><br>Kawan watched with wide eyes as Aurelia stripped down and did the same to Tatin.&nbsp; For a brief moment he was actually jealous, until he realized what she was going to do.&nbsp; She was putting him back together... <em>We must be very close to our destination,</em> he thought to himself.&nbsp; He couldn't imagine Aurelia healing him out of the kindness of her heart.&nbsp; Kawan supposed she didn't have much kindness to start with, and he chuckled under his breath.&nbsp; Still, he was loathe to look away.&nbsp; She had a fantastic body, perfect even, like something out of a Corellian holovid.&nbsp; He'd never seen anything like it, and he stared openly, jaw slightly agape, completely transfixed until a sound nearby distracted him.<br><br>Glancing toward the noise, he noticed Sera with Taishari.&nbsp; The statuesque pilot had a tight hold of the young student, giving her a severe talking-to.&nbsp; It wasn't quite as satisfying as the bone-breaking punishment administered to Tatin, but then, Taishari hadn't irritated him near as much as Tatin.&nbsp; She had left him to clean the floors, though, and that was enough.&nbsp; He watched the two with a surreptitious eye as he returned to his halfhearted attempt at buffing the metal floor.&nbsp; It had worked out well, Kawan decided.&nbsp; No reason to test his luck now.&nbsp; But even at that thought, he couldn't help but steal frequent glances at the naked Sith Master as she seemed to enter some sort of trance.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 04:50:12</strong>
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				Men's bodies were less... elegant, more form than function. While Aurelia could appreciate this, she felt evolution had given the other gender a raw deal. Still, they had their definite benefits... she felt one of them beneath her taut buttocks as she straddled the man.. boy, really. However, after a century of crafting, having such benefits as her own was no longer out of her reach...<br><br>Setting aside her wandering thoughts, she concentrated on the task at hand. The differences in Tatin's physiology were both benefit and hindrance: benefit because certain processes could be accomplished relatively more readily, but as she was unfamiliar with the intricacies of the male body, the net result was null. It was a simple matter to return a body to its natural state, as the primary materials were almost completely accessible already. With the added nutrients of the cracker, the process was moving along more quickly than she had anticipated. Of course, she wasn't bothering with pain dampening during <em>this</em> session. She felt the rather extreme heat emanating from his body as it ran almost every process it could at one time, healing at an extremely hyperactive rate; faster even than the highest-quality bacta could accomplish. If Tatin had been carrying any foreign particles such as a virus, it would surely be eliminated.<br><br>Aurelia carefully monitored his temperature, controlling the processes so they maintained just under a fatal level. Bones pulled themselves back together, muscles reordered themselves, blood seeped back into the stream and was instantly cleansed. Tatin was unaware, and she wasn't about to tell him, but he would gain several years of life from such an intense purification... of course, only if he were to die of old age. A man with such impulses as he was particularly unlikely to die of old age, unless he came across some rapid-aging disease. His whole body would be sore for a day at least as it experienced a total upheaval, but when the pain passed, he would feel better than he ever had.<br><br>She raised herself from him, looking down into his eyes and boosting her voice just enough. "If you cross me again, there will be no healing." Leaving it at that, she moved off to seek Sera.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 07:05:59</strong>
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				If Tatin had been capable of conscious thought during Aurelia's... healing was far too benign of a term for what was the forcible crafting of his body back into place... he would have thought that this process must be like what the creation of a humanoid species was like... at ridiculous speeds.<br><br>Tatin wasn't sure how his sensory organs could function when they too were being rearranged. It wasn't just the shattered bones, ruptured organs, torn muscles and tendons that were piecing themselves back together, but small changes along parts that, what few had escaped Aurelia's onslaught, were twitching and twisting to become even more heightened. Down the line, Tatin would gain several benefits to this, his senses more acute, more attuned, his eyesight improving markedly. But at the present moment, this increase in efficiency only meant that his nerves were receiving and sending more signals than a normal humans, and at the moment this meant far more pain.<br><br>He grit his teeth, shaking and trembling as his body convulsed under Aurelia's ministrations. He felt his eyes start to roll back in his head as his shattered vertebrae reassembled, stronger than before but no less pain as pure liquid agony shot up and down his spine. <br><br>As suddenly as it had begun, it stopped and his body, arching up against her in some lewd parody of what any man would have killed for, slumped back down with a dull thud that made him groan out. There was genuine pain still coursing through his veins, but it was dampened. Even Tatin's mind felt swifter as it processed this fact, and realized that his muscles had the dull ache of a vigorous workout. This was a pleasant thought to him and he couldn't help but let a lopsided, almost maniac grin cross his features as Aurelia moved away from him.<br><br>He nodded at her command and laid there. He relished in the pain, now back down to acceptable levels that he could process, the dull ache pulsing inside him as he couldn't help but let out a chuckle. The chuckle soon became a laugh. As he shakily rose, his conscious mind still working out how to maneuver a body that moments ago was not nearly as... well crafted, made him laugh again. He could FEEL what wondrous new strength, agility, dexterity, <em>everything</em> he would have when the ache subsided. <br><br>As he stumbled into the refresher, he laughed incessantly, not 15 minutes ago feeling as if he would die with pain, now feeling as if he would never be more alive. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>09-09-2009, 17:29:53</strong>
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				Sera stood there for what felt like an eternity waiting for shaking Ferroan girl to answer her. Any other time in her life, she would've felt sorry for the poor soaking wet creature in front of her. The maternal nature she had once had for her deck crew in her past life, as she thought of it, would've had her embracing the young woman; but now she felt her muscles straining and blood pressure rising steadily as she struggled not to back hand the Ferroan and yell at her for an answer.<br><br>Resigning herself not to give into the boiling anger she felt stirring inside herself, Sera leaned down and placed her index and pointer finger against Taishari's chest, right over her heart, and pushed her up against the bulk head with surprising strength. The muscular pilot looked into the young woman's eyes menacingly and began to speak in a hushed voice that betrayed her immense displeasure, "okay then girl, I'm going back up to the front to run some calculations. If you manage to find your tongue, I'd suggest you come find me and try to explain exactly whose fault it is that there's a bend in my hull now."<br><br>With that Sera straightened back up, turning away from the cot where Taishari now sat and stormed off back towards the cockpit, her boots echoing loudly against the metal floor of the <em>Valkyrie</em>. She didn't know why she'd even bothered trying to talk to the girl. It could've been her anger or spite, maybe even a chance for the girl to put blame on someone else, if it even was her fault. She knew at least one of the involved parties had just been thoroughly punished, and rather hoped there wouldn't be two when she told Aurelia about the warped hull.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 05:06:49</strong>
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				Aurelia gnawed idly on one of her nutrient crackers, absorbing the energy she had just spent on Tatin, gradually returning herself to peak performance. As she sat in a lotus position on the table in what might be jokingly referred to as the common area, her whole body rippled as she moved through her particular motions, flexing each and every muscle, pressurizing each and every blood vessel, tensing every follicle. The quick and dirty healing she had applied to Tatin had been annoyingly tiring, and as they approached the planet, she required her equilibrium to be restored. It was an ancient ritual now for her, one steeped in a nearly religious sense of need, importance, and regiment.<br><br>She was always aware of herself, both her position and her status, but it was during these sessions that she was absolutely in tune with herself to the exclusion of all else. While a normal human would be forced to cease by reflex, in these times Aurelia could effortless kill herself in any number of ways requiring no external source. She was her body's master, and it no longer had any say in its function. There had never been an opportunity to test, but Aurelia had often wondered if her body could support itself without her deliberate control for an extended period of time. Precautions had been taken, but she considered it a possibility that she had made far too many changes for instinctual function to remain. <br><br>She continued her ritual, a bit more vigorously than usual today, as she knew not what to expect from their destination, and awaited Sera.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>19-09-2009, 06:25:36</strong>
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				Sera sighed. At minimum the bend in the hull would be annoyingly expensive and time consuming to repair, at worst this was going to affect the aerodynamics of the <em>Valkyrie</em> when they entered atmosphere. The woman rose out of the chair and away from the console and decided she'd best inform Lia. Of course seeing how badly she needed to relax she wondered if Aurelia might just lead her through one of their meditation exercises... or better.<br><br>She allowed herself a slight smile at the thought and unzipped her jumpsuit to her waist, pealing out of it and then tying the arms together in front of her to secure it from falling lower. Underneath she wore a simple gray tank top, revealing her impressive cleavage and muscular arms. Again, while powerfully built, her muscles certainly didn't detract from her curves. She stopped a moment, eying her reflection in one of the offline monitors and admired the beautiful body Aurelia had given her. Sera reached out, stretching her arms and flexed her fingers which were now somewhat sore from where they'd been clinched tightly into fists several minutes ago.<br><br>Finally she turned and headed towards their common room, where Lia would most likely be, and where she knew they stored food meeting her very particular dietary needs. Sure enough as she passed through the door she witnessed her beautiful benefactor and lover sitting on the table. It would've almost been serene if not for her flesh and muscles rippling with raw power. Sera put her hands on her hips as the door closed behind her and she admired Aurelia. The rippling of her flesh causing her most feminine features to jiggle pleasantly.<br><br>Though she knew her lover couldn't reach out with what she called the 'Force' the way others could, Sera was certain that Aurelia was aware of her presence. Her lover's natural senses were so keenly attuned that she knew her lover probably heard the beating of her still slightly agitated heart. But she approached respectfully, never wanting to interrupt Lia's most intense meditations... That could sometimes be dangerous. She sat down instead, on a large seat near Lia that resembled a giant cushion more than it did chair, and admired her flawless body. Sera noticed a warmth spreading through her own body, needless to say watching Aurelia's rippling nude form was an arousing visage to the former deck chief. She waited patiently for Aurelia to acknowledge her presence...
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Will</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 19:19:46</strong>
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				Kawan frowned at the floor of the cargo hold where the scuff had been made.&nbsp; It was resisting any further efforts on his part to buff it out, and he slumped as he gave a frustrated sigh.&nbsp; The young trainee certainly wanted to be in the Master's good graces, but there was a definite limit to his devotion.&nbsp; Scrubbing floors was not high on his list of preferred activities.<br><br>Standing, Kawan took the cleaning supplies and replaced them in the locker Sera had shown him, and shut it before returning to his cot.&nbsp; He was alone for the moment, and he smiled.&nbsp; It would be nice to have some time without being verbally assaulted by a psychopath, Kawan mused to himself, only half-amused.&nbsp; Dropping down to sit on his cot, he turned away from the viewport to watch the rest of the hold.&nbsp; There was absolutely no reason to trust Tatin.&nbsp; If he killed or injured Kawan, that would be one less person available for the mission, and Aurelia would likely be furious.&nbsp; Still, Tatin hadn't seemed very concerned about her ire so far, so Kawan would give him no more slack than necessary.&nbsp; Hopefully they would be dropping out of hyperspace soon, he thought with a slight frown.&nbsp; <em>I have no intention of dealing with these children any longer than necessary.</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Baron</strong> on <strong>21-09-2009, 22:13:03</strong>
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				Tatin was in the refresher, savoring the euphoric feel of his regeneration when he felt a pop. It was a small thing, barely noticeable to most individuals. But when your very being was centered around your physicality, your ability to project power unto others, it was like the sound of plasma grenade going off. He looked down through the steam induced haze of the refresher and frowned. He moved his knee up and down, lifting his leg. He grit his teeth suddenly, not from pain of a physical kind, Aurelia's skill was too great for that, but the ligaments there felt different. No, correction, not different, there was a familiarity to the feeling. And suddenly Tatin knew, as the feeling spread through out his body.<br><br>He was not the same he had been 5 minutes ago, when he felt as a God made flesh, as if he could take on a hundred Jedi at once. He felt back to normal, back to his usual self with only the barest of improvement. Tatin felt his rage boiling, grit his teeth and closed his eyes, breathing heavily. He had had a taste, not of perfection, but a massive improvement of himself and it was gone. He craved it, needed to feel as he just had, but that would not be forthcoming.<br><br>He felt sick to his stomach as he redressed himself, amazed that his clothing had come out of his abuse at Aurelia's hands so well. A tear here, a rip there, it was still quite suitable for his purposes. He robed himself again and went back to his bunk, to centered on his thoughts to notice the obscene amount of nutrient bars he wolfed down as he laid on his cot, waiting for their descent. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 21:25:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				There was a certain violent serenity to Aurelia's ritual cleansing. The maelstrom of internal activity, each process so intense that the slightest miscalculation could result in her body consuming itself uncontrollably into a pile of dust, required an obsessive, singular focus that disregarded all useless input. At these moments she functioned more precisely than perfect clockwork, the seemingly mechanical process belying the absolutely organic nature of the woman. She had forged perhaps the most perfect body ever produced, from naught but a pile of sludge and fear. <br><br>Anyone within three meters of the cross-legged sitting nude woman would have felt the raw heat she radiated, from a body that under normal circumstances would already have died from the fever. Aurelia was anything but normal, of course. These temperatures didn't even cause her to sweat or wince in discomfort.<br><br>Perfection had its costs.<br><br>One of these was being all but entirely unaware of the Force around her. To many it seemed as though she had quite a strong command of Force Sense, but in reality some of the difference was being made up by her superior physical senses. Sight better than a raptor, hearing better than a hound, and even the ability to sense air currents like a flying insect gave the <em>appearance</em> of precognition and psychic ability, but truly, there was none. Other Force users could feel the blank space that was her, due to her intense self-focus and Force-flow-binding tattoos. They couldn't analyze her movements or read her mind with the Force, but she was easily identifiable by the total <em>lack</em> of these things.<br><br>Her eyes opened and she breathed deeply, having completed the ritual after thirty minutes. She pushed forward from the table, standing on the floor, and began to redress in her trademark black duraleather layers. As she picked up the final piece of the clothing puzzle, her right gauntlet, she inspected it idly. Now was the time to try it, she thought. Reaching into one of her many pockets, she pulled out an amulet the size of a large coin. It was heavily inscribed with Sith runes and a myriad of intertwining colors, quite a beautiful thing to gaze upon. She fit it easily into a notch on the back of her gauntlet's hand, and it clicked into place. Donning the gauntlet now and strapping it into place, she pulled a nearly invisible tab on the inside of the glove's elbow, and a very quiet <em>snikt</em> could be heard.<br><br>Aurelia's right eye twitched slightly in response. The noise had signified the extension of dozens of small blades inside the glove, placed very precisely to both interrupt her tattoo and inject into her bloodstream. The gauntlet, which before had only appeared ornate, now flowed red on the outside along many small divots as the glove now somewhat literally became part of her. The runes on the artifact glowed as it accepted the flow and began working its very old magic. Aurelia gasped as the world came rushing in around her, overwhelming her with its raw <em>presence</em> as she was suddenly, powerfully thrust back into "existence." Staggering from the blow, she fell backwards onto her rump, the lack of grace so very unlike her. She sat there sprawled for several moments, gasping for air, trying desperately to adjust. When she finally did, and managed to clear out the noise, she felt Sera nearby and turned to her, nodding an awkward greeting as she rose to her feet and straightened her outfit.<br><br>At the cost of significant efficiency and the risk of being caught in her inexperience, Aurelia had returned to the Force proper.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>22-09-2009, 22:17:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sera shot to her feet, leaving her seat behind quickly. Rushing to her Aurelia's side she placed her powerful hands on Aurelia's shoulders, trying to help steady her. "Lia, are you okay?" Her voice was full of concern, having never once seen Aurelia stumble like that... her eyes traced slowly down the Sith Master's body eventually stopping on the gauntlet... "I know you're probably already aware, so pardon my observation of the obvious... but you're also bleeding. Is there anything I can do to help you?"<br><br>Her large jade eyes looked into Aurelia's own, searching for an answer, a sign of her well being. Sera didn't know what had happened, or why... but somehow she felt a stirring inside herself as if something had shifted suddenly. Or course she wouldn't know that the source, of what she simply dismissed as a gut feeling, was actually Aurelia herself. Though Sera didn't know it, what Aurelia's beloved student felt was the sudden changes the gauntlet was enacting on Lia's Force powers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>26-09-2009, 23:15:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aurelia leaned comfortably into Sera as she was held gently, taking several deep breaths before speaking. “I am well, dear one. As you can see,” she said smoothly, raising the gauntlet to offer Sera a better view, “I do not bleed. The blood flows through this apparatus of my design. I am not used to it yet, but this allows me to use the Force externally. As you know, this is not the norm for my methods. However, I feel I must have a broader grasp of the coming situation.” She stood, forcibly keeping herself from quivering, to hopefully keep Sera from continuing to worry. <br><br>“You have something to tell me, yes?” A wave of very very <em>different sensations</em> was washing over Aurelia. There was so much chaos out here, in the world, so very strange compared to the serene order she dealt with internally. She pursed her lips, assessing herself as she waited for Sera's response.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 18:44:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sera looked visibly relieved, but still took Lia into her arms and gave her an affectionate hug, holding the smaller but still immensely more powerful woman tight. She nodded in reply to Lia, "yes... it's the <em>Valkyrie</em>, Lia," she said with a slight frown. "Whatever confrontation there was between the boy Tatin and the Ferroan girl left a slight bend in the hull," she continued, "I've run some simulations and it seems at best it will take time and resources to repair when we get back to Korriban, at worst it might affect our aerodynamics once we hit atmosphere."<br><br>She looked Lia in the eyes, and managed a small smile, having spent some time observing her lover's meditations, and body, had done much to calm her. Her eyes slowly trailed down the woman's arm to the odd gauntlet, it didn't look particularly good to Sera but she trusted in Lia's knowledge and judgment on the matter. Come whatever, Sera would still do her best to defend Lia. Though to hear herself think that the woman in her arms could ever need protection still sounded somewhat laughable to her, but she meant it truly. After all, for someone who had once prided herself on being independent, she realized just how much she owed Aurelia.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Karma</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 03:51:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Aurelia flexed her right hand, listening to the creaking of the leather and watching her lifeblood course throughout it. Stepping over to the nearby locker, she opened it and pulled out what appeared to be yet another gauntlet, this time a solid metal piece. It fit perfectly around the apparatus, hiding it underneath a refined cortosis alloy, giving the appearance of a regular armored glove, meant for defensive maneuvers. Her ensemble was finally complete as she clicked one of her short sabers onto the top side of the armor, flexing her fist so she triggered the mechanical switch, activating the blade, creating a sort of katar on her right forearm. Her second saber clicked onto her belt, and she took a deep breath, letting the Force flow through her as it so rarely did, a nearly euphoric experience for one so turned in. <br><br>She walked, almost floated gracefully over to Sera, rubbing her hands over the large woman's shoulders. “I will assess the situation when we land. Fortunately the frame is built with a certain amount of elasticity, so it will revert somewhat on its own, but it was designed for natural stresses of travel, so there will no doubt be some manual adjustment necessary. I wonder if any of these pups have the requisite control for such a procedure... or if even I do. I am...” she said as she glanced at her gauntlet once more, “...unused to this.” Looking back up at Sera, looking in her hardship-worn eyes, she smiled eerily. “However, once our sessions are complete, you will have the mastery I lack. And then, perhaps, we will achieve that perfection...” Her lips hung open for several moment after she uttered perfection and she flushed slightly, her head drooping just enough, her arousal quite clear at the mention of her holy concept. <br><br>Taking a deep breath, she turned from Sera and walked towards the cockpit. “Your talents will guide us smoothly to the ground, I am sure. I will do my best to counter any troublesome turbulence.”
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Sith - Korriban Contingent [EX]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Moon and Star</strong> on <strong>30-09-2009, 07:18:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sera stood in awe as she observed Lia preparing her equipment, something different yet tranquil seemed to be affecting Lia. She didn't know how to describe, but Aurelia seemed even more hauntingly graceful than normal, if that were possible. As she watched her lover equipping her sabers, Sera felt an aura of peace... a feeling of calm control, and... joy? All of these feeling seemed to wash over her as if Aurelia were the tide, a force of nature.<br><br>Sera had to wonder exactly the nature of that gauntlet Lia wore. She couldn't tell if somehow she was perceiving these things... or if Lia was somehow projecting them through use of that device on her hand, or even if perhaps she'd finally been in space too long and slight paranoia was now setting in.<br><br>When Aurelia placed her hands upon Sera's shoulders, the taller woman felt an odd sensation. A small jolt she would've described as similar to static electricity. But there was no pain... nor did she jump. She just stood there and listed to Lia's words happily. As her lover spoke that last word and grew flushed, Sera the veritable mountain of woman felt weak in knees for a moment as the familiar warmth of excitement coursed through her. She too felt flushed... as Lia turned and walked off towards the cockpit, Sera had heard her words. But she couldn't quite bring herself to respond.<br><br>Sera had remained there a few moments as Lia was already out the door, coming to her senses, she realized once more she had a job to do... and smiled momentarily as she realized the compliment that Lia had given her. However, these past few moments had been so foreign to her that she had questions. Whether those sensations were her imagination or not, surely Aurelia could explain to her. What had seemed like an eternity of thought to Sera, had in in reality only been a few seconds. She shook herself off and started down the corridor after Lia, in search of answers... Sera thought, perhaps if this had anything to do with the transfusions and sessions, that Aurelia might even be pleased.<br><br>The muscular pilot ran down the corridor, her boots echoed on the metal surface and off the bulkhead as she moved, she caught up to Lia, walking by her side as they entered the cockpit proper. She smiled and nodded as she took the pilot's seat. Sera turned in her seat, something was clearly on her mind. She looked over at Lia, and not really knowing what to say, or ask she did the best she could, "Lia... I have a few questions," she began. "I don't know if it's just me," she turned her head towards the view out into space as the <em>Valkyrie</em> zipped through thenstars, cutting a swath through the dark vacuum, "but since you put on that gauntlet, I've been feeling some things that I can't really account for. There were some feelings I was having just now, that I'm not sure where my own. Initially anyway." Sera blushed, thinking of the tinge of arousal she felt.
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