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Post by Takeda on Jul 12, 2011 2:33:24 GMT -5
Takeda looms over the Nightsister named Varr, physical intimidation is something of a trademark for his race, and one his uncle had drilled the concepts behind it into him well. His first words to Varr are in a bare whisper, before his voice rises to be heard clearly.
"Seek approval of no one but me in the future, if you wish to live through this..."
Morathi will have her own agents among them no doubt, and with the normal disposition of the Nightsisters, there is always the chance that they will kill themselves off in a matter of months with infighting anyhow. This one, he would try to preserve and maintain the status quo.
"This is an unusual circumstance, for your predecessor is not dead by your hand, nor have you fought off your rivals to assume leadership of the Nightsisters. The Nightsisters find themselves on the precipice, potentially facing serious charges or reprisals from the Clans. Are you ready to undertake the burden of leading the Nightsisters potentially sparing them from a blood hunt? Personally swear fealty to me, and then declare yourself Clanleader of the Nightsisters. You will find many matters will be settled, ensuring a better future for your clan...
Takeda turns to Morathi, grinning behind his iron mask, then turns further to a guard at the side of the hall.
"Have the detail escort Nightsister Morathi and her retinue escorted to the shuttle, We should not like to delay her arrival for her audience with His Majesty... And there is nothing left for her to do here..."
He turns back to Varr and brings his imposing gaze back to her eyes, looking down on her. In a softer voice,
"Kneel and swear fealty, at least then you and your sisters will have a measure of protection."
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Post by Arya Vexa on Jul 12, 2011 16:30:26 GMT -5
*Varr glares up at the beastly individual. Tilting her head to one side as she speaks at a near hiss.*
My Sisters would have your hide for this! How dare you snake your way into our home and demand loyalty... We have kept to ourselves for so long.. and for what? So the likes of you could come in and destroy the lives we have built? Threaten our lives?
*If venom could leak from a woman's eyes, it would be from her's at this moment. She looked into where she assumed the eyes of the iron mask would be, fire and ice flickering at her finger tips, barely restraining the urge to kill them all.*
You're trying to force us into a life of Prison... you threaten our very livelihood... How dare you...
*She glances around the room. Sighing a silent sigh. The large room, though holding several people felt incredibly alone. She knew more blood would be shared on the end of her fellow Nightsisters than of the feral brutes who were trying to destroy them... so what choice did she have? She couldn't risk their lives... could she? It was a thought she toyed over as she continued to speak, the danger no less obvious in her speech.*
If I do this... may your heart rot eternally in the lifeless abyss that is your worthless soul...
*She looks to the group around her. How could she put them through the fight for their lives... the fight she knew they didn't have the man power or battle machines to counteract. She closes her eyes for a long moment, drawing a long, slow breath, opening eyes full of bloody tears to the giant.*
You win...
*She whispers, falling to her knees, and looking up to him with sincere eyes.*
I swear my loyalty to you... For the sake of my Sisters... You have my every loyalty, in exchange for their protection...
*She sighs again, looking to Morathi with a heavy heart. She felt almost abandoned by the woman, but knew she did what she had to, for the same reasons she did what she was doing right now. Bowing her head once more, she speaks to Takeda further.*
I make a declaration of myself as the Nightsister's leader... you have my word...
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Post by Takeda on Jul 12, 2011 16:48:17 GMT -5
He reaches down slowly, placing his hand upon her head; it could so easily engulf and crush it in the armored hand, but there is no force, just a hint of the weight of it.
He speaks to her directly, almost a whisper, though Cilla and those close enough can probably over hear it.
"How dare I? Little one, you have no concept of why I dare, you will in time though... you all will.
Now, take a seat upon the step here, I do not think that the continued peace of this meeting would hold if you took a seat among the rest of the clans..."
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Post by Arya Vexa on Jul 12, 2011 17:01:50 GMT -5
*Varr looks up at Takeda, her heart heavy, but her mind clear. She did what she did because she had to... she couldn't let regrets weigh on her. Hearing Takeda, she nods simply.*
I hope the reasoning is worth what it's costing my people...
*She whispers, taking a seat on the step, folding her hands in her lap and "sitting pretty" as it were. Watching to see what would happen next. She knew she would face some argument from her Sisters... but she couldn't think about that now... only of how she could further avoid repercussions against them... and how in the hell she was going to handle this new found position of hers.*
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Post by Takeda on Jul 12, 2011 17:25:41 GMT -5
Takeda resumes his seat, speaking to her once more quietly,
"Your people will find paying for their crimes in trivial humiliation much less costly than the alternative of in blood and lives."
Takeda looks back over at Cilla, and nods a bow to her. He wonders how she will take this interruption to the agenda she has. They had not discussed nor planned any of this, but the pieces were falling into place. Tonight would likely be a very verbose discussion between them, now that there was a place they could discuss in private without the fears of outside ears. Time would tell.
He turns back to see if any progress has been made in these last few moments with Morathi.
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Post by Ywalme Burz on Jul 12, 2011 21:02:47 GMT -5
Morathi glares at Takeda for his words of dismissal and the humiliation that he is heaping on her and the other Nightsisters. His forcing of Sister Varr to pledge fealty to HIM... a off-worlder and a male! Outrageous! He will pay and pay dearly if she has her way. She vows to herself. She eyes are glowing red with the darkside energy that is heightened by her anger that she can't unleash at this... this... intruder.
Then Morathi watches in frustration, anger and humiliation as he makes Varr kneel to him to protect the other Nightsisters of their Clan. But she is proud of Varr for her defiance and spirit before she does.
When Varr looks at her Morathi's eyes are a deep red and with the aid of a whispered spell she speaks directly to and only for the ears of Varr. You will be honored in our sagas for the courage you've shown at this time of humiliation. We will rise again and take back what is ours and we dance upon the skin of that one. You have MY word on it. Do you what you must to protect our Sisters. I leave them in your charge. She then rises and stalks out of the Meeting without looking again at Takeda. She is followed by her entourage. Mother Minitee is muttering to herself at the turn of events.
Damaya, Augwynne and the other Clan-leaders are greatly enjoying Morathi and the other Nightsisters humiliation and defeat. Vilya is not bothering to hid the grin at her former Mistress's humiliation. They make jeering sounds at Morathi as she leaves. Which she seemingly and haughtily ignores but she doesn't forget. She adds that to the list of things she will make Takeda pay for that is getting longer by the second.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Jul 12, 2011 23:49:35 GMT -5
Ciila watches as matters with the Nightsisters calm after Varr swears her loyalty and Morathi leaves the meeting hall; something about the way Takeda is received among the witches and despised by the Nightsisters tells Cilla there is a underlying history here even though she has no inkling of what is truly transpiring. As the peace of the talks seem to return, Cilla addresses those gathered.
"Now that that is over with, we can further the agenda as far is it will allow us today. Let me be clear of the Emperor's intentions; for too long the galaxy has seen the Empire as a force for evil and strife in the galaxy and that perception must change. Dathomir has its own spotted history but as a part of the Empire the Emperor will see to it that you flourish. Do you realize where the galaxy is headed with the actions of past weeks? Systems are openly declaring themselves Imperial, the Galactic Alliance has taken over as oppressors of the people as their system fails to provide for its people and Corellia has seceded and declared itself Independent. The Empire is the only group offering stability to its people, even a hawkbat can see that."
Grabbing glass and pitcher from close by, Cilla pours herself a drink."Do you all want to ensure your future and continued well being or do you wish to watch your planet slowly tumble to total ruin like the rest of the galaxy? Ask yourselves that and gather those who are not represented this day; meet here again in three days time and we shall further the agenda set before us."
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Post by Arya Vexa on Jul 13, 2011 0:04:10 GMT -5
*Varr makes no motion to speak with Morathi as she addresses her. She knew that the woman needed no words to know that she would do everything in her power to keep watch, protect, and defend the sisterhood. Shaking her head, she glares at the remaining Nightsisters.*
Silence would serve you all well at this point...
*She says coldly, complacently. She glances at Takeda, and then back to the others, saying nothing else. What was there left to say? She had already dealt herself the worst humiliation possible by succumbing to a male... what else did she have to lose? Her life meant nothing at the moment. All it was good for was keeping her Sisters alive, and helping them rebuild from this momentary humiliation brought at the hands of the Imperials and their minions.
She listens to the words of Cilla, taking them in, each one of them stinging her like needles straight into her soul. Outwardly showing no sign of emotion, Varr nods.*
As you wish… in three days time we will return and further this conversation.
*She couldn’t help but to mentally roll her eyes. God how she hated what she had been forced to do today, giving a shrug she speaks further, this time addressing each other the clan members present. She no more wanted the giant or his Imperial “friends” to hear what she really wanted to say than they did her what they had to say. So she simply says this…*
We shall set a meeting time upon further meeting… We must work to accommodate the majority of our Sisters… their voices bear hearing…
*She says assertively, then continues.*
It is there when I shall officially declare myself the charge of the Sisterhood… and what lies before us as a society.
*She stands to her feet, looking up at Takeda.*
Any further instructions… Master…?
*The words mentally sarcastic, though giving a sincere outward appearance tasted as bitter as gall in the witches mouth. She would be washing it repeatedly to get that flavor out.*
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Post by Ywalme Burz on Jul 13, 2011 0:25:54 GMT -5
Damaya at first looking to Takeda for permission to speak rises and bows.
Lady Cilla. You have given us much to think about and much to consider. If what you say is true and we believe you spoken truth to us. We need to think and choose carefully what we are going to do. The Clans wish to develop and improve the lives of our people. Educate them, teach them responsibilty to their people and their world.
You say Lord Ire wants to help our world to do this. We must weigh these things carefully before we give you a true answer.
Also Lord Takeda has brought up those who are not here. Word must be sent to those are not yet represented here. For Dathomir to truly become what it should and take its place among the civilized worlds of the Galaxy all must have a voice in what we do here. There was no time to send to those in the outlying areas in the time that was given us. Three days should be more than sufficent to get word to who are not of the Clans to come and take part in this council.
I would suggest the Zabrak be contacted by their allies, the Nightsisters or else they might not come. They would not trust our word.
With Lord Takeda's permission, She bows to Takeda. I will personally seek out the members of Blue Mountain and Desert people and try to convey his message to them. I don't know if they will come but I will try.
Is this acceptable? She pauses to give them a chance to answer her.
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Post by Takeda on Jul 13, 2011 0:52:49 GMT -5
Having heard both Varr and Damaya, he responds to Damaya first letting the humiliation sink in a bit further.
Takeda nods to Damaya,
"Very well, and yes, if you will contact the Blue Ones, and see what their reply is, if not We may have to pay them a visit if they are such isolationists. We stand concluded for three nights. Go in peace."
His armored fist raps the arm of his chair, signalling the meeting's conclusion. As people begin filing out, he rises, looks over to Cilla and then down to Varr.
"And as for you... Three Nightsisters are to be sent to contact the Zabrak tribes, inviting them to take part in these proceedings, other than those three, tomorrow in the afternoon, at the stronghold, the Nightsisters will be prepared for my inspection of the clan and it's holdings. I do not think I have to explain what will happen to Nightsisters who fail to present themselves. After you have issued the orders to your sisters here, return to me, you will be spending the night... as my guest."
Takeda turns away and walks the short distance over to Cilla, as people are filing out he looks her dead in the eyes, and then rolls his in a sarcastic manner. The mask and his hood doing a very excellent job of hiding this fact from all but Cilla herself.
"When you are ready Lady Cilla, I left orders for a lunch to be prepared for us following this meeting... lets see if the cook's lunches are as good as his late night dinners."
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Post by Emperor Ire on Jul 13, 2011 1:04:21 GMT -5
Confident with the way things are going, Cilla rises as the meeting is concluded and watches as Takeda warns the Nightsisters to be ready for a visit from him, she sees the Nightsisters responding well outwardly to everything but wonders what their minds sound like inside and only time will tell that. When Takeda turns to her and mentions a lunch, Cilla nods in agreement as she thinks to hire a food tester, she is ready to get away from the rambling bunch.
"Let's do that, I'm famished." Cilla says as she prepare to follow Takeda out of the meeting hall.
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Post by Takeda on Jul 13, 2011 1:16:39 GMT -5
Leaving Varr to make her little announcement to her sisters, Takeda escorts Cilla through a hall into a smaller room that food is being set on a table in.
Takeda pauses, and unlatches the gauntlets on his hands, dropping them onto the end of the table near his seat, and picking up a towel wiping them off and clean. When the last of the staff depart the room, he pulls back his hood and removes the iron mask, laying it on the table as well and wiping his face clean, before picking up a pitcher of water and draining it in one go.
"At least you get to take a drink freely... I barely got to eat last night with all of the running around. I hope this place is a bit more suitable for you. I made some calls last evening to Obra Skai, better amenities and a select staff should be arriving within a day or two to make this place a bit more habitable for you."
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Post by Emperor Ire on Jul 13, 2011 1:28:02 GMT -5
Watching as Takeda cleans up and gulps down the water and cleans up before informing her of his happenings and conversations to bring proper Imperial living to Dathomir, Cilla is pleased to hear that tidbit. As she gathers some food on a plate for herself, she decides to nonchalantly investigate the on-goings in the the meeting hall"May I ask you why you didn't show your face to the witches, you would have at least been able to have something to drink during the meeting, is it a part of your customs to keep your masks on for a meeting like this?"
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Post by Takeda on Jul 13, 2011 1:42:00 GMT -5
"May I ask you why you didn't show your face to the witches, you would have at least been able to have something to drink during the meeting, is it a part of your customs to keep your masks on for a meeting like this?" Takeda stretches and looks over the samplings and begins to add some to a plate for himself. "No, no it is not, these masks are something meant mainly for war, to intimidate the enemy as well as provide protection for the face. However it lends a air of mystery, something for the moment I am trying to keep to a degree. From the information you passed me on this place, I am convinced that if this is not the original home-world, it is very well one of the original holdings. What the Nightsisters destroyed here is obvious, I do not know if you can feel it, but some of that still infuses the very rock under our feet."He pulls out and looks at the data-deed Damaya passed to him earlier. "The very ground knows and influences them. Even if none of them do consciously. You witnessed it today... Imagine for a moment what would have happened if I had made it apparent?"He gives her a moment to speculate on that as he adds a bit more to his plate. "Of course, it might just be coincidence." |
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Post by Arya Vexa on Jul 13, 2011 8:52:42 GMT -5
*Varr simply nods.*
As you wish…
*She says, turning to the witches in the room.*
Let us make haste… time is of the essence… I apparently have a date with Lord Takeda tonight… We have much to discuss with our peoples… and I’m quite sure they are going to have much to say…
*Walking through the large room, towards the exit, stopping just short of the door.*
Shall we?
*She says icily, before heading out to catch her “ride” back to the stronghold. She had much on her mind, many unanswered questions, many thoughts that wrenched the blackness that was her heart. She had no use for these people… but for now she was forced into pseudo captivity… into being a pawn in their game. Varr shakes her head, staring off into the distance, seemingly in almost a trance like state of thought , she edges her way back to the stronghold.*
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Post by Ywalme Burz on Jul 16, 2011 15:04:49 GMT -5
The next day early morning.....
After making preparations the night before Damaya walks out of the hotel toward the outskirts of Aurilia where the Clans have left their rancor mounts so they could feed and rest. She is carrying with her the provisions she will need for her journey, Vilya is with her helping to carry some of the bags.
Vilya is keeping up a steady flow of talk to Damaya about her time with the Nightsisters and her encounter with Lord Takeda. Her face has a bright grin as she almost skips along beside Damaya in happiness to be free and with her family again.
Damaya smiles indulgently at Vilya's enthusiasm letting her release all the bottled up emotions that she has had to suppress for so long under the Nightsisters. She knows that Vilya does this by venting those emotions with her flow of talk.
Vilya's bright chatter continues until they reach the rancors. She suddenly stops when she sees the rancors and suddenly remembers, she says. Bill!
Bill? Damaya asks looking at Vilya's now sad expression. Who is Bill? And why the sad face, child?
Bill is Ywalme's Rancor and my friend. I forgot all about him. He will be lonely with me gone. He won't stay with the Nightsisters with Ywalme and me gone he doesn't like them. He will try to run away I know it.
Well if he does we will have just to adopt him won't we? Damaya says as she calls over her mount one of the herd mother Tosh's sons and she scratches his eye ridge when he bends down with a contented grunt. He makes contented sounds enjoying the attention.
Could we? I mean he is bonded to Ywalme I don't know if he would stay with us if she was around. Vilya's expression is between troubled and hopeful.
I don't see why not. If he goes back to her later that will be his choice now won't it? But I have never heard of a Nightsister bonding with her rancor the way ours do with us. Are you sure they are bonded, child?
Vilya nods emphatically, Yes, Ywalme raised him from a cub. She is like his mother. She is not like all the other Nightsisters... she can.... be kind. Vilya wrinkles her nose. Though it is usually only toward Bill. And on occasion me.
Most unusual.. well we will worry about when and if the time comes. Now help me saddle, my friend here so I can leave 3 days is not much time to find and try to convince the Blue people to come.
They silent work for several mintues to saddle the rancor then Damaya mounts and Vilya hands up the bags to her. Look for me to come before the third day. Damaya says.
Farewell, Sister Damaya. The Ancients ones be with you on your journey. Vilya says.
Thank you, Vilya. They will. Peace be with you child. Now go straight back to the hotel before your mother misses you. And be careful it is still not completely safe here.
She then leaves guiding then rancor out toward the distant hills of the Blue Mountain people. She waves once before she disappears from the horizon.
Vilya waves back and starts to walk slowly back toward the hotel thinking about Bill and everything that has happened in the last few days.
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Post by Ywalme Burz on Jul 17, 2011 0:00:59 GMT -5
The night before after the meeting.....
Morathi and her entourage is "escorted" to the waiting transport ship and are put on board. A few minutes later the ship gets clearance and takes off for Carratos.
The next day....
After a restless night Morathi contacts her daughter on Carratos with a call to Ywalme's com-link datapad. Morathi is still very angry and upset about the meeting of the previous day. Her emotions are seething and she is still livid about being out maneuvered by Takeda. It can be heard in her voice when she speaks to her daughter.
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Post by Emperor Ire on Jul 17, 2011 2:30:42 GMT -5
the night before, where Cilla and Takeda left off...
Cilla sits there for a moment and lets herself soak in Takeda's words, she contemplates what limited knowledge she knows of the planet at hand. She tries to remember what she read a long time ago, dating back her teen years as Ire's student, and only one thing comes to mind which escapes her lips as she looks over at Takeda. The Infinity gate.
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Post by Takeda on Jul 17, 2011 11:07:52 GMT -5
Takeda looks back over to her and pops a morsel of food in his mouth, watching her a moment as he chews.
"That would be correct. And who is responsible for destroying it?"
He takes a seat and enjoys more of the meal, reaching over to pour himself another glass a water.
"I guess we should discuss what else needs to be done here, and what other steps need to be taken. Do you know what Lord Ire wishes of the Nightsisters or the other witches?"
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Post by Emperor Ire on Jul 17, 2011 16:13:36 GMT -5
"The Emperor has his plans for them I'm sure but what they are I do not know." Cilla says before popping a piece of fruit in her mouth, it is true she doesn't know Ire's intentions with the witches but she is sure of one thing that will come out of Morathi's meeting with the Emperor, the witches will submit to Ire's will or face dire consequence. "I'm sure we will find out what the Emperor has planned for them soon enough."
Cilla smiles mischeviously at the end of her words, hinting that whatever is intended to come to the Nightsisters might not be to pleasant. "As far as Imperial protocol for the planet, the Empire will probably begin sending more frequent supply runs to the planet and bringing security forces to the prison and to help relieve the officers there as well as troops for the city but as I am not part of the military, its hard to tell what all might happen once things start rolling."
As she takes another bite of fruit and then rises to get herself a glass of wine, Cilla decides to find out about Takeda's intentions here.she called him "Lord", the word is chosen after seeing the way Takeda was treated by the other witch clans, she "And what of your plans, Takeda? I saw the way the witches respected you and the way the Nightsisters loathed your mere presence. And now with the mention of the Infinity Gate and the Nightsister's involvement in its destruction, it seems your peoples have a history here, did you have plans for the Nightsisters?"
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