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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 3, 2011 23:14:02 GMT -5
In orbit above the Valley of the Dark Lords...
The Atrocity appears from hyperspace in geosynchronous orbit above the Valley of the Dark Lords on Korriban's surface, the jump was a picture perfect execution, a sign that Ire's crew has lost none of its snap when doing its job. Sitting in the command chair on the bridge is the Emperor, with Tuulk at his right side talking to a Lieutenant while reading a datapad, and he is looking out the viewport towards the ancient world once dominated by the mighty Sith Empire and technically still is today thanks to the spirits that inhabit the planet. Ire senses much darkness here, much more than normal which is only obvious, the Dark side of the Force tells him such. Ire had a vision of something to come, his choice of tool to use against the man in his mind's eye was poor, Grievous didn't detain this madman before he had done his damage. Now its about finding things out.
At that moment, Ire's comlink beeps followed by Grievous' voice reporting in. --Emperor, I have this Madman in my Custody. Where would you like me to do with him? By the way, I felt a evil force that was released from the planet.--
Ire looks at Tuulk and shakes his head in dumbfoundment, an action that is returned to the Emperor, before he respond to Grievous. "Yes Grievous, I felt that, thank you for informing us of the developments. I take it you have the problem in hand now then?"
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 4, 2011 9:09:42 GMT -5
Raj could sense his Master was displeased with the way he handle the mission. His anger rised some for not acting more quickly. He did keep his word, but to him he did fail the Emperor.
"Yes, my Maste. I have him, but he was castng some spell that I never seen before. There is no excuse for not stopping him in time. I could have killed him, but then I would have failed you. What is your command my Master?"
Rajnish can only wait for the Emperor to make his next decision. His life was in his Master hand.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 5, 2011 0:55:17 GMT -5
"Hold him there" Ire replies to Grievous over the comlink. "I wish to interrogate the man myself, keep him under control."
Ire cuts off Grievous as he rises from the command chair and makes his way to the turbolift and begin heading towards his private hangar bay to a shuttle that will take him to the surface. He doesn't say anything to anyone as he walks to the lift and the doors snap shut, he is deeply contemplating the consequences of this. The breaking of the seal is not something that should have been done; even Ire knows the seal had a purpose and now there is going to be a big problem in the galaxy because it no longer exists. His priority now is to replace the seal and this madman is his only chance at doing it. The doors to the lift open and Ire is now in a secret hangar bay that houses his private ship, a VT-49 Decimator, the Silent Knight. Ire boards the ship and takes off. As he leaves two armored drop ships, filled with troops and security personnel fly in behind the Silent Knight and follow it to the surface.
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 5, 2011 1:09:44 GMT -5
Rajnish hears his Master command, before the Emperor cuts him off he made a quick reply.
“Yes, my Master I will ensure he is secure and will be ready once you call for him.”
Rajnish walks over to the Madman looking down at him as his red eye moves back slowly watching him. He checks to make sure that he was secured and he hooked up an IV. In the IV was a drug to that would keep the doctor under until his Master was ready for him.
Rajnish was not taking any chances, he watched him closely. He order LT Hood to stay put until they were called again. Rajnish thinks he was luck that the Emperor mind was on something else and not his mistake.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 6, 2011 17:27:34 GMT -5
The drop ships land on the surface followed by Ire's ship; the Emperor says nothing as he marches off his vessal and towards the cold dark tomb that houses the seal to the dark side nexus located on the planet. Ire remembers the raw power and strength that flowed through it, having paid a visit here himself many cycles ago. If Ire would have to compare it to something, it felt like taking a hundred stim-sticks at once, his nerves tingled with it's strong current, but that sensation was far removed by now. The sensation would have only increased in vigor as he marched further into the tomb but with the breaking of the seal the dark side dispersed and couldn't build up to allow those who drew from its strength to keep doing so. Soldiers fall in behind Ire as he enters the hall leading to the main chamber, if the soldiers could only hear what Ire can.
"You shall fail Ire..."
"You always fail..."
"You use others to do your bidding...
"When you should take matters into your own hands..."
"You are not Sith, Ire..."
"You are a puppet..."
"Shut up and go back to Hell." Ire says to the spirits trying to send him away, he knows their reasoning for trying to scare him, even though they are spirits they can sense his power. Ire walks into the room the housed the seal to find the great stone slab broken to pieces. Ire surveys the damage for mere moments before contacting Grievous on his comlink. "Bring the prisoner to me down on the planet, you find me in the hall of the seal."
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 6, 2011 18:35:18 GMT -5
Rajnish receives his Master’s message, he looks at LT Hood.
“Take us back down to the surface at once.”
Hood “Yes Lord Grievous.”
The shuttle turns and heads back to the surface where it came. He did not notice it before he was busy dragging the Madman. The shuttle lands, as Rajnish removed the binds that was holding the Madman. He looks down at him as the drug that kept him under was removed, he held a antidote that would reverse the drug that kept him under.
Rajnish grabs his by the back of his clothing with his left hand dragging him back down in the tomb, while going down he pasted the clone Soldiers as he continued to drag his prisoner. At the bottom of the stairwell he see his Master as he lay the Madman down.
With his right hand, Rajnish pressed the antidote against his neck so the drug would take a quicker effect. Rajnish looks down as the Madman starts to move his head, and Rajnish bent down to speak to him.
“Now it is time that you will wish that I would have killed you.”
Rajnish lowers himself to one knee and looks up at his Master
“Emperor, here is the prisoner that you requested.”
Rajnish continues to stay put.
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 6, 2011 19:25:17 GMT -5
As reality swims back into clarity, Konstai coughs, he examines himself briefly finding his injuries fairly minor for what he dimly recalls happening.
As the cyborg leans down delivering its little threat, he ignores it; for he senses a presence in the room far greater than them both, though this one is tangible.
Konstai starts to move into a more comfortable sitting position from how he was so unceremoniously dumped upon the debris ridden floor, but doubles over in a fit of coughing. While it is a real bought of pain and respiratory distress, he takes the opportunity to stealthily key a button on his wrist com. There is no static, and no seeming reaction, though about a kilometer away, the door to his pet's cage releases.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 7, 2011 22:56:53 GMT -5
Ire looks at the broken pieces of the seal that surround the room, that surround them all, as he looks down at the psychotic recluse that has done this unspeakable act. Ire kick a piece of the seal aside as he steps closer to the man, feeling his connection to the dark side of the Force. "Do you know what you have done... I mean really know what you've done?"
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 7, 2011 23:35:53 GMT -5
Coughing, Konstai looks up at the man that is the leader of the Empire, his sweat drenched hair matted against the scarred part of his face. His reply to the Sith is punctuated by boughts of coughing, robbing the drama from both his voice and message.
"I guess I consider myself honored you *cough* would drag your backside off of Carratos for the likes of me. *cough* Oh I know exactly what has transpired *cough* but your wrong, oh so very wrong. I was trying to restore the seal, when your bumbling minion ruined it! *cough* He pulled me from the circle before I could finish the transfer of power and restore the seal. You! *long bought of coughing as he points ineffectually with a shaking left hand* you are the ones to blame, that and these pitiful surviving fragments of egos past. For *cough* thousands of years you all have used this place as your own personal pit of power, never onc *cough* once did you seek to feed what you all have taken. The seal was failing, something here has drawn more and more from it with each passing year, and it was already cracking. They had been leaking in for years, little by little. And now you and your meddling apprentice have set them free. *cough* Blame yourself for this folly."
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 7, 2011 23:46:25 GMT -5
"You were trying to repair the seal?" Ire asks Konstai as he sits there in a coughing fit. "My visions showed you as the cause for the disturbance, not trying to fix anything. Don't lie to me, you know I can sense right through you."
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 8, 2011 0:02:48 GMT -5
Konstai tries to struggle to his feet only to collapse half kneeling again and heaving up some past meal upon the floor.
"HA! *cough* I have no reason to lie, though why I should tell you anything in detail is beyond me. I can see you as clearly as you see me, and it speaks of the sort of monster you are if you think I unleashed the plagues to suit my own ego. No, I did this to try and prevent what has happened, but *laugh* it seems the Sith will always tear at each other first and foremost, regardless of the consequences."
He finally manages to stand wavering slightly. During the time he has spent on the ground he had traced a fine series of lines in the dust, when he became ill, his bile crossed the line and served as a personal conduit. He can feel their presence in the near distance, the guardians of the surrounding tombs.
"Now we all will suffer in their grip as they choke the life out of us and feed off our suffering."
There is a loud crack of the sound of ancient stone splitting, and then a roar, chilling howls can be heard in the background. From further up the long rough hewn hall out to the valley, claws can be heard to scramble on the uneven rock, as something, no a pair of somethings come forth (Tuk'ata) to do Konstai's bidding.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 8, 2011 0:58:41 GMT -5
Ire could sense that there is no deception in Konstai's words, Ire has long believed in the will of the Force and feels that this all was supposed to happen. The Force warned him of the impending doom, he sent Grievous to stop the madman and he did but Ire misjudged what the outcome was to be. He looks down as Konstai coughs and chirps his threat of impending suffering, Ire could sense the growing darkness encroaching on the chamber. that is when the Emperor say the lines Konstai had written on the sand covered rock floor of the chamber, the writing was Sith, not just Sith but Old Sith, where had this madman learned this? Ire can now hear the fierce sounds emanating from the hall and knows what comes their way, he shows no fear as these beasts while fierce can be subdued. Without thinking Ire knows what his next move is, he closes his eyes and concentrates on the dark side that surrounds the hall, more specifically the hallway leading to this room.
"I wouldn't try anything if I were you..." Ire warns forebodingly as a violent shaking envelops the room and the sound of mortar and stone breaking starts coming from the hall. Ire's eyes open as stone and dirt seal the passage way between them and the wicked beasts that wish to consume them. While the dark side energy keeps him from sensing their deaths, Ire is more than confident that his move has subdued the evil threat for now. "Nice try there, summoning a Tuk'ata, but all you are doing is delaying something we both want, doctor."
Looking at the pieces of the seal, Ire walks towards Konstai and speaks to the deranged man in a tone of importance. "You appear to be a smart man, and if you know about the seal, you know why the seal was there in the first place. With the seal gone, something far worse than the galaxy can possibly imagine will be unleashed... we must repair the seal, NOW!"
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 8, 2011 15:55:14 GMT -5
As the walls of the entryway collapse under the will of Ire, Konstai grimaces and swears a curse.
"Repair the seal you say, *laughs* that would be a nice trick, there is nothing left of it. Even if I somehow could manage to draw back the darkness I nurtured into being, I do not know how to bind the spell to them. I only ever discovered how to repair it, not to create one from the ground up. Maybe with your prodigious power you have the ability, but I know that I do not, though I am willing to bet you are as impotent in this matter as I am."
He limps over to a pile of rubble and rummaging through it retrieves the leather case of his medical tools.
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 8, 2011 16:37:32 GMT -5
Rajnish watches the creature an moves between it and his Master. He bends slightly while his hands are open as his red eye moves slowly as it scans the creature. He hears his Master speak and stands still.
He heard the Madman blaming him for breaking the seal. His temper rise as he focus on the now. He continue to keep control of his force ability. He says nothing, while his Master tend to business.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 8, 2011 16:50:44 GMT -5
"If 'impotent' is the word you choose to describe yourself with then so be it." Ire says as he looks around the room. "Maybe if you knew exactly what you were dealing with you wouldn't have tried what you tried half cocked."
It's apparent that Ire's opinion of Konstai isn't a high one at the moment, this evil genius has shortcoming in Ire's mind. Ire kneels down and picks up a large chunk of the 'seal' and inspects it, he can sense that it is already too late in keeping back what the seal held. He knows what he must do next and its only a temporary solution but something has to be done before all hell breaks loose. "Now, I do know a way to restore the seal temporarily but there is no telling how long it will last. If what you summoned into being is powerful enough, it just might work. As much as I hate to admit it, I con't seal this thing without you, the Toaster behind us isn't strong enough to aid me."
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 8, 2011 18:18:25 GMT -5
Rajnish turns his head towards his Master as he stares at him. What he said was true, he bald his fist and nods to his master and turns away facing the creature once more. He says nothing but stands there never to speak out of turn.
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 8, 2011 20:31:13 GMT -5
Konstai looks suspiciously over at Lord Ire. How can he trust this man, this is the man who has turned on his past allies many a time, and now he asks for Konstai's help. There is nothing that will prevent him from turning on him as well, it is his way.
"Oh, now you ask for my help. I warned that one *gesturing to Rajnish* repeatedly to leave and to let me be, but no, he paid no heeds to my words. I would help you in this task, but what guarantee do I have that this will not be my tomb when you are done here?"
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 8, 2011 21:26:09 GMT -5
"I can grantee that if you don't help, it will become your tomb." Ire says as his glowing eyes flair with malicious intent, its evident he means what he says. Secretly, Ire is calling upon and drawing on the dark side, the Emperor is preparing to do what needs to be done. Ire looks over to where the seal once sat and begins to pull all the pieces of the seal together from around the chamber and holds them in the Force over the hole the seal left behind. "Summon as much of your energy as possible... that goes for you too Grievous."
Ire continues to focus everything he can into concentrating on his anger, rage, fear aggression; the dark side of the Force. The more Ire focuses the darker the room seems to grow around him, almost as if a dark shadow surrounds his very being in a moderately lit room. He knows he must keep this up if he is to do what must be done; it had been a long time since he had last cast this particular ancient Sith spell and accuracy is a must in this situation or his failure to be so will cause more harm than good.
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 8, 2011 21:55:23 GMT -5
Rajnish turns an faces his Master and the Madman, He moves over slowly then stops. He stands straight up and begins to summon all the Dark Force powers that he could. He tries to recall what he had felt while he was outside while he was in the valley.
He needed something to fuel his Darkness inside, images of why he became a Sith. Corey Dooku, his hate for him starts to fuel his rage. His thoughts went on other events that he wanted revenge on, more images came to him. Rajnish, hate, rage, anger starts to go beyond his normal means. He says nothing but his Master should be able to see he has grown some.
He continues doing what he was told.
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 8, 2011 22:05:09 GMT -5
Konstai does not look too convinced at the Emperor's heavy handed way of reassuring him.
"Hmmmf!"
As the room darkens under the force of Ire's drawing down of the darkside, Konstai pulls another magnesium torch from his pouch and lights it, tossing it in the corner.
He also turns his thoughts inward, and focuses trying to find the tendrils that control the reserves he so carefully nurtured with the plague. As much as he hates the man standing behind him, if it was not for his leadership and pressure against the GA that the results Konstai had wanted to have been met. As Konstai manages to grab a portion of what is now snapping free across the galaxy. A significant amount of power flows into the area, the very ground tremors slightly under the combined force.
His eyes heavily lidded, half absorbed in the force, he pulls the long glimmering blade from his pouch and approaches Ire.
"Your arm. You should know damn well it will require at least a token blood and flesh sacrifice, and your apprentice is already disqualified on two counts. Mine is already there, but it failed, this leaves you. If we do not, a seal will not last the night."
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