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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 8, 2011 22:49:18 GMT -5
"No frak, thank you, Doctor Obvious." Ire says as he pulls up a sleeve to reveal a muscular crimson skinned arm with sharp looking bone spurs protruding over the surface with a sort of gambler's sling with a lightsaber locked and mounted on it. He raises his arms up and focus as his gloved hands begin to glow with the dark side, a feint red light that grows brighter and brighter, the Emperor begins to feed off the energies that Konstai and Grievous are draw into themselves to bolster this. Ire nods to his arm for Konstai to pull his robe sleeve and make the cut, shooting a look to the doctor as he approaches. "Don't cut too deep on purpose, Doctor."
That is when Ire begins to chant in ancient Sith in a voice that sounds not his own... "Ra'hask solie shakto pra'tah, sok'ah gro'both turokii feikta...Ra'hask solie shakto pra'tah, sok'ah gro'both turokii feikta...Ra'hask solie shakto pra'tah, sok'ah gro'both turokii feikta...
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 9, 2011 0:33:37 GMT -5
Konstai withdraws a brutally sharp, silver handled flechette, the thin mainly straight blade ending in a needle like point. As Ire cautions him, normally something that would cause one to blanch, and under normal circumstances Konstai himself would have visibly paled at the threat, but between the drugs, the power flowing through the room, the injuries he already sustained, and the corruption of his extended proximity and dealings with them. The look in his eye is almost one of gleeful mirth.
"As you so aptly pointed out, I am a doctor, there is no need for me to cut deeply to extract agonizing pain."
As the Emperor reveals his arm, Konstai raises an eyebrow, presumably he would have raised both, but the rictus of scar-tissue prevents his right eyebrow from doing much other than twitching slightly.
"Most interesting"
He takes the Emperor's arm, the two of them struggle for a moment, and Ire can feel one of Konstai's dirty little secrets, under the tan glove he wears, further hampered from easy visual identification by the crust of dust and blood covering the man, Ire can feel the metallic appendage as they have their brief battle of wills.
Konstai removes the lightsaber and the rig from Ire's left arm and sets it upon the floor at Ire's feet. He lays the knife gently upon Ire's arm, letting him feel for a moment how fraking sharp the blade is before hand. He looks up to Ire, and concentrates even deeper into the flow of the force to enable both Ire's pain and suffering as well as the act of the taking to join with the spell.
When Ire gets to the critical part and Konstai can feel his muscles tense in anticipation, the blade turns and bites, a deft and fairly shallow slice, parting a 1/4 inch ribbon of flesh nearly the length of the "man's" forearm. It takes a moment for the blood to even realize it needs to start oozing forth, the cut so clean. And the doctor did not lie, his knowledge of anatomy was clearly excellent, the depth of cut, and the path it takes, hitting all of the deep topical nerve clusters, but not so deep as to kill them outright, the pain blossoming to a very full intensity instantly as the curl of flesh falls away. In spite of the pain, Ire may consider it interesting that the doctor knows his anatomy that accurately.
The act done, Konstai gives himself over grabbing every last strand of the anger, fear and suffering he unleashed that he can find, and channels them into Ire's spell. The magnitude of it drops him once again to his knees as blood starts to drip from his nose as the fine capillaries burst under the stress.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 9, 2011 1:15:13 GMT -5
Ire makes sure to put a foot on his lightsaber when Konstai removes it and sets it on the floor, just in case the good doctor tries something. The Emperor feels the divine pain as Konstai takes the sharp blade and runs it in a way that fillets the layer of thick skin away from the rest of his flesh, the pain sends a surge of anger through him to strengthen his connection to the dark side. The floating pieces of rubble that were once the seal are now spinning like a frantic whirlwind, Ire's eyes and hands are glowing with a crimson glow as he feels Konstai opening up like a conduit. Ire continues to chant in ancient Sith, his words become faster and almost mumbled into gibberish but its clear it is not. As the flesh from his arm hits the floor of the chamber, Ire screams the last part of the incantation to create the temporary seal. "SHI'AR BARA DOOSE!
With the words uttered by Ire, the room grows dark as if a black hole formed in the middle of of the swirling rubble and swallowed all the light; in a sense that is exactly what has happened. A sudden flash of red light emanates from the churning stones followed by a blinding white light explodes outwards, the effect is felt by those in the room without exception, its as if all the dark side once in the room has been sucked out in an instant. Ire is lucky he closed his eyes, as for the others he knows Grievous will be less likely affected in vision but Konstai might very well be blind now, it wouldn't matter to Ire anyway. When the brightness of the room finally subsides the seal over the hole is back in place; the pieces of stone that once were nothing but rubble are now fused together by a dark 'metallic' mortar substance that glows red at it sets. It is clear what Ire has done, he used Sith Alchemy to merge the pieces of the seal back together and make it one again.
Ire is visibly drained from this and collapses to the ground with a gasp of air, his breathing is deep a filling as if he was deprived of it for a long time. He is still chanting in ancient Sith, this time to solidify the temporary seal, hoping in his dark heart that this effort keeps the darkness at bay. "Fah'quu bi'otchess, tal'keh todee h'and."
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 9, 2011 18:25:02 GMT -5
Rajnish eye sensor filtered the bright light as he consumed the whole room. He continued to watch and was amazed at the power of his Master, this was the power he wanted also for himself. He recorded everything to the part of the bright light, he watched as he Master went down to his knees. He moved over slowly towards him to guard him from any harm. He stayed silent due to what his master was still doing.
He turned his head over at the Madman, but he did not care if he lived or died. His red eye begins to move slightly faster trying to read his Master vitals, he knows he will be fine. He stood over him like a guard ready to kill anyone that came close to him. This was another part of being a Sith Lord, he understands even with this evil being on the loose it was up to his Master to make sure the galaxy was safe from it.
Rajnish knows the Jedi would not understand, and think they were up to something. He stands there silent until he was ready to be moved to somewhere safe.
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 10, 2011 0:24:50 GMT -5
With a moan Konstai rolls over, still too weakened and nauseous to try and stand he cannot help but laugh at the irony of the situation. His eyes were bleached to dead milky white, though this was not much of a surprise since he is an Arkanian.
"Amusing, your sparkly-ass cyborg is the only one not on the floor. I suggest you mind-wipe him lest he gets any uppity ideas."
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 10, 2011 17:51:29 GMT -5
Rajnish turns as he hears the Madman, he makes a low tone growl as in disapproving in what the madman just said. He turns to face him, making sure he is between him and his Master.
"You might wish to be careful in what you say. Old Man. The only ideal I do have is to kill you where you stand.:
Rajnish balds and open his claw like hands
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 10, 2011 19:29:58 GMT -5
"Don't proceed to tell me what I am to do with my own servants; I was planning on it already." Ire says as he takes in a few deep breaths to regain his composure, its obvious that the feat he just pulled off has left him drained for the most part. Ire however has the pain from his flesh sacrifice to fuel him, the pain turns to strength and he soon rises to his feet. Ire walks over to Konstai, he looks down at the doctor and offers his hand to help the madman to his feet. "Too be alive after something like that tells me that there is more than meets the eye with you, Doctor."
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 10, 2011 20:12:00 GMT -5
Rajnish turns his head slightly towards his Master, after hearing his comment. He does not like what he heard, but to prove his was loyal to his Master he would let him do it.
"I agree with you my Master, it is safe that only you know the secret language of the Sith. Do what you must but there seem to be another that knows of such things and he can be a risk not only to galaxy but the Empire."
Rajnish head turns back to the Madman
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 11, 2011 16:34:30 GMT -5
As Konstai stands with Ire;s help, he picks up the lightsaber in its rig and hands it to Ire.
"Interesting rig, sneaky..."
He stands a little unsteadily on his feet and whips of the caked dust that had partially dried in the flash upon his face.
"Superlative job, but it is anyone's guess as to how long it will last and what all came through. And of course now there is the problem of how to get us out of here."
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 11, 2011 20:11:34 GMT -5
"When one follows the teachings I do, its hard enough when others see it hanging from your belt." Ire says and he takes the rig from Konstai, he wonders how long this 'buddy-buddy' relationship is going to last, he ponders what this madman will do when he divulges how he plans to leave this room. That is when Konstai brings up getting out of this room, it was time to find out how things will unfold.
"That isn't an issue, Doctor." Ire replies as he begins to walk across the new seal until he reaches a far wall, standing in front of a large stone slab displaying some interesting carvings. Ire reaches out with his gloved hand and places it flat against the stone, a solid push later, the slab sinks into the wall and the wall retracts and raises upwards to reveal a hidden hallway. Little does Konstai know, Ire knows many secrets of Korriban's tombs having once called this place home himself. As he steps into the hallway, Ire looks back to Konstai and Grievous. "Care to come along?"
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 11, 2011 22:27:07 GMT -5
Konstai looks over at Rajnish as he speaks to Ire.
"While useful they are, they are mostly a pathetic status symbol or a bygone era, I see you have chosen to take a different route with your apprentice."
Konstai follows Ire into the hallway.
"It apparently is not an issue, and here I thought it was just a failed panel from Jormund's tomb, always thought it was a mis-carving they had abandoned before they incised it."
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 11, 2011 22:29:58 GMT -5
Rajnish turns and walks towards his Master in the new opening, he now wonders what if his Master will try to erase his memories. His eye starts to move once more at noramal speed as he see his Master has recovered.
"Yes, I think its time to leave this place. Beside, I have more training to do."
His left hand spins as a evil thought comes to mind, but he says nothing as he waits for his Master to go up so he could follow him.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 12, 2011 13:58:15 GMT -5
"He is not my apprentice..." Ire says with indifference in his tone, "... he is a tool and the only one of his kind." The Emperor doesn't say how he knew of the secret passage way to begin with, his knowledge of it gives away enough information, the mystery is good for Ire.
Ire begins walking down the hallway towards the enveloping darkness, knowing what he knows of this place and what has transpired with the seal, the growing dark gives Ire pause although he doesn't show it. Ire reaches out a gloved hand and has it begin glowing with the Force bright enough to keep the shadows at bay. Ire feels that now is a good time to pick the doctor's brain, he decides to start off by seeking the doctor's knowledge of the Glittering Darkness. "Tell me doctor, have you ever heard of the Aa-gizani?
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 12, 2011 14:43:12 GMT -5
Konstai trudges along behind Ire, partially relieved that the Sith Lord has illuminated their way, though the flickers of light and the twisting shadows of this passage are not very reassuring.
"He is very - interesting. Not many have the knowledge to preserve the force in machine body. I commend you."
He continues on, and tries not to balk at several of the shadows that seem to mock and leap at him. Konstai partially gasps as the word Asgizani.
"No, I just tend to go around meddling in things best left forgotten, much like your appre- tool..."
The sarcasm is thick in his words, though he quickly corrects his tone, if Ire can summon up even that meager ball of light, there is no telling how ready he may be to deal with Konstai in a much more unfavorable manner.
"Yes, I have heard of them, more so, I have even known them; well some, at least one, actually. I would ask you the same, or more specifically how you would know, not even the oldest spirits here are knowledgeable of them any longer; but I think I have an inkling of your reasons - almost perplexing as it were."
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 12, 2011 16:32:41 GMT -5
"I know them more... up close and personally than most would rather like to know." Ire says, not really surprised that Konstai knows of these creatures, in a tone that speaks volumes to Ire's irreverent feelings for the Aa-gizani. The last time the Emperor had faced one of them was long ago and far from pleasant, more for the Aa-gizani than for Ire, his body still bares the scars of that encounter. "They don't belong on this plane, this isn't their place, if any have escaped there'll be unrest in the galaxy the likes of which none have seen."
Ire's pace seems to quicken when he mentions that last part, his purpose seems to take hold of him and drive him forward, it is now a race against the chronometer to be able to ready against an attack of any kind. The hallway seems to last forever but it soon turnsinto another chamber, this room has three sets of stairs at the far end of the chamber and what looks to be an old sacrificial slab table sitting in the center room. It didn't take a archeologist to tell what use to happen in this room. As he passes the slab table, Ire runs his hand across the head of the sacrificial rock like it was a pillow on some lavish bed.
"Ah, history..." Ire whispers silently as he continues walking across the room and heads up the center stair case. "We're a several minutes from the surface as long as we take the right turns, these stair cases can be misleading."
At that moment, Ire's comlink beeps with Tuulk's voice coming in clear on the other end. -- Milord, are you there, please respond.--
"I'm here Tuulk, what is it?"
-- Milord, we have a report from Sam Milla, the GA has engaged our forces above Kal'Shebbol. --
"Understood, prepare the Atrocity to depart the system, as soon as my shuttle is aboard we will make haste.
-- It will be done, Milord.-- Tuulk replies before the comlink beeps closed.
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 12, 2011 19:37:17 GMT -5
Rajnish continues to follow behind his Master and the Madman, he listens closely to their conversation. When he heard that he was not his Master Apprentice, but just a tool for the Empire. He thought he would be mad about it, but he was not. He thinks to himself.
(Fine, a tool it is. I will bring fear to the galaxy for my Emperor. They will fall in fear when they even say my name.)
He continues following them, as his vision made it easy for him to walk thru with no issue. Then he heard the Emperor comment about being one of a kind and the Madman was somewhat surprise but he was not here to impress him. Then he heard Admiral Tuulk come over the Emperor comlink, a battle now that would something he could do.
“Emperor, will I be assisting in the campaign?”
Rajnish hopes the Emperor will let him go. He goes silent as he continues to following them.
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 13, 2011 17:13:50 GMT -5
As they move through the tombs Konstai listens to the Emperor and his opinion of the Aa-gizani, Konstai's past dealings with them or their minions, it was always a question of what was really the truth with that enigmatic race, was far from healthy for sure.
"Now you know why I did what I did. I had tried years ago to warn of this impending situation, even your own government turned me away not two years ago. I was left to find my own means to solve the problem... and we can see how that has turned out."
He falls into silence for a bit, and stays silent as Ire talks with his Admiral, then after he concludes and has his own moment of wistful reflection he stops walking and speaks.
"I think we need to hash out some details before we go any further. What is to become of me, am I your prisoner or advisary? I admit, I am not really in a position to challenge you now, nor even your minion here. But instead of wasting resources playing a game of cat and mouse, what of a sort of alliance for now? *laugh* Well, at least until circumstances change.
Keep me appeased for now Ire, and you will not have much to worry about things coming from behind your back. There is now more than enough else to worry about out there than one another.
Konstai does not look much of a threat outwardly, he sways slightly upon his feet even as he makes his statement. However, there is something to the set of his eyes in that burnt and scarred face of his, a confidence of sorts, one which Ire more than likely will recognize.
That of a damned man. A trapped man. He is one of those who has nothing to loose. One who even death and horror of what lies beyond death for one such as them, is accepting of it. One who has looked into the seething hell that is the core of the dark side, and come back from that; well, at least partially.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Mar 13, 2011 22:55:50 GMT -5
"Of course you will be coming along, unless you are suggesting that I leave you here for a while." Ire replies to Grievous. That is when Konstai draws Ire's attention with the knowledge that he did in fact try to contact RGE officials about the issue, judging from Konstai's overall disposition its no wonder no one believed him. Then the doctor hits Ire with surprising talk of being a prisoner or adversary, a topic of which Ire doesn't shy away from.
"You have done nothing wrong, I can't hold you accountable by trying to... help." Ire says as he stops walking and looks back to Konstai. "As a matter of fact, I could use a man like you in service to the Empire, you are a man of rare talents afterall. Let's discuss the matter in detail when we get off this planet."
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Post by Rajnish Grievous on Mar 14, 2011 14:03:33 GMT -5
Rajnish continues to follow as he heard the Emperor’s statement. He it did not take him long to make a choice on the question at hand. He looks at the Emperor and replies to him.
“I had enough for now of this place, once I have become stronger I would love to return but now my duties lay elsewhere, my Emperor. There are people that need to be made an explain out of, and if you allow me this. I will show them they should not rise against the Empire.”
Rajnish continues but when stops the Emperor stops, he looks at the Madman then back to the Emperor. He heard the offer he gave the Madman, he only watched saying not a word. He wanted to go into battle in the name of the Emperor.
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Post by Konstai Vekdara on Mar 14, 2011 21:08:38 GMT -5
Konstai looks a little shiftily as Ire replies, then he smiles... certainly not much of an improvement.
"As a matter of fact, I currently find myself without a project, a very sad state of affairs to be sure... I tell you what, I will meet you aboard your ship in orbit, if your worried I might run off, this one. *nodding to Raj* can keep an eye on me."
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