Academy for Rejected Souls (Multiverse, OC)

Location: First floor hallway


Who I'm with: HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Talking


Why'nn sighed but did not let go of the droid. "But that would put you beneath me. You are a friend, HK-50-01. If you choose to be at my side I am honored, but I am in no way a Mistress yet. I have barely seen 14 summers and my training has only just begun..." The idea of him serving her like that put her on the level of a tharchion or zulkir. She was neither. Not even a proper cleric yet. No. Perhaps one day she would earn the title, but she had not yet. And he was kind to her, so loyal. Already, it seemed, she was gaining some sort of command. Father would be pleased. The thought was not comforting to her, but she kept from shivering at it.





"I like the temperature you are now. No need for heat. I am not quite human." Here came the hard part. She should explain to him what happened, he, out of anyone, deserved that. But this would make him dislike Connor and, while she wasn't his biggest fan at the moment either, she didn't want harm to come to him. Lying was against her nature, though, so she knew she would say it. "I am... a created hybrid of human and a creature in my world called a visage. A visage is an undead evil outsider that gains the ability to use the form and identity of whatever it kills. It can create spawn by killing evil outsiders, like demons, but cannot create them from humans. When I was an infant my... Father combined me with the creature." Here she paused. Was she saying too much? No, this was needed to explain. "Until I was 8 I had no face. I gained this one from my first kill..." Again, she paused. She'd never told this to anyone. Connor hadn't asked and neither had Master. Why was she telling this story here and now?


"My Father spent the last three years trying to merge my soul with the visage. It was working but... in class Connor attacked the Sith on his own and she ran him through with her... sword. I was sparring with James when this happened and the visage started to take over as I was angered and lost control. Connor believed the thing in my mind an intruder or something that would kill me so he forced a barrier between me and it. It split my soul from the creature and... I am losing the ability to keep the appearance I stole as it was. My mind is not stable. He tried to get himself killed because he believes he wronged me. I lashed out at him for trying to leave me. For his weakness of trying to find a way out instead of standing by me in my moment of need. No, do not harm him. He has harmed himself enough for my sake."





Now Why'nn let go. She again glanced back the way Connor was headed. She couldn't follow. "I must go find the Sith. She is to instruct me on the use of my new arm." Another pause, this one longer. "Will you accompany me, HK-50-01? I enjoy your presence."
 
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Position : Entry Hallway


Companions : Why'nn


Engaging in : Revelations , and strengthening ties


HK-50-01 was very surprised that Why'nn didn't want to be his Mistress. He shouldn't have been , but he was so conditioned to be used and abused he couldn't understand why fully. Yes , you are young , inexperienced and not as powerful as some of my Masters- but when has that stopped anyone? If anything it makes them want my service more... This small little female in front of me is amazing indeed... She really , very so much does if she doesn't want me as a slave..


This train of thought was derailed when she said she didn't need heat because she was a... Visage. He hadn't ever heard of these Visages , but he hadn't heard of most of everything here. She was , like him in ways unknown and known to him , a hurried of many other beings. A Visage has a useful ability then... NO! Why'nn is my friend , not to be used for the Sith Cause , a cause... A cause I maybe should've ne'er supported. He himself was a Hybrid of a Protocl and Assassination droid. Apparently a Visage only was able to create spawn using evil , probably meaning Why'nn herself couldn't have children. That's good - her children may or may not be as bad as mine were , and I don't want anyone to ever betray or hurt this Woman in front of me... More than they already have , anyway. It's fortunate for these beings I don't have the ability to travel to thier world and butcher them. Why'nn ceased communications for a time after saying her 'Father' - hopefully but likely as bad as Darth Malak was to HK-50-01 himself - combined her with a Visage at birth. She may be stopping to not give me too much information... I can understand that. He could understand being given an identity by killing , figuratively or literally as it was for Why'nn , for he himself was named Hunter-Killer , produced only to kill. Again she ceased , longer this time.


Luckily for him she began communicating once again. I want to know who this Father is... But I shall leave that be until she chooses to tell me. So she's been merged with this Visage by this father , more so in the last three years... What does she mean by Was working? His thoughts broke into different pathways when she said Manara had penetrated Connor's heart or another such region with a Lightsaber. How on earth is Connor alive then? He allowed the reference to the Traitor's name , but continued attention on the rest of the statement. This seeming death-should have been death- had caused her to lose control of the side of her that was more human , something Connor thought badly of and tried to kill her over. This non-sense about an intruder.. That's not true at all. Connor , like most men , just wanted to hurt her. Splitting her soul... That's an interesting way to do it. I hope she doesn't think I wouldn't like her if her appearance left... I would love this little female no matter what she looked like.. He tried to get himself killed because he wanted to cover up his desire to hurt you , Why'nn. You should've actually killed him , especially for weakness and betrayal.. but I shall respect your wishes and not enact protocols on him.


After she said her wish to find Manara and for him to accompany her , he spoke in the same tone as before. "Comfort/conclusions : you know Why'nn , glorious friend better than any I've had , you saying that makes me love you even more. Most beings would've immediately used or abused me on that pledge.. Know I will be your friend for all my operational cycle , but shall respect your wishes and be your loyal friend and companion. I...already knew in a way. When I first saw you , your appearance had gone. I knew then you were special , worth following , but k didn't know you were so kind then... I'm a hybrid myself , a Protocol droid and an Assassination droid... Though one of those is dominant. I understand greatly having killing give you your identity , I myself am a Hunter Killer. That's what HK-50 means , you know... All this has made me realize... The Sith may never have been worth serving. I was only there to be used as a slave and abused , forced to kill whether I wanted or not. I'm happy this father of your and my creators as well aren't here.. Why'nn. I would love you no matter what you looked like , whether it was a Wookiee - furred , large biped - or a Hutt - extremely large gastropod, or slug.. I suspect that Connor just wanted to hurt you , like most men do , but I shall respect your wishes and not enact any assassination protocols. I hope with every fiber of my body , that your soul remains one. As I've said , I couldn't bear to lose you... I shall say something into you I haven't directly said before. The HK-51 units , the ones that with HK-47 betrayed me , we're my own children. When they walked in and started shooting... My behaivor core nearly shattered. Did shatter. Especially when my already traitorous brother was the one to bring them.. Something else? I've never actually fully enjoyed killing. I say I do and I do in some ways.. But I wish I didn't have to all the time. I wish that all I was wasn't defined by death and bringing death... Yes , I will accompany you. Wherever you ask me , wherever I'm allowed. I enjoy your presence , your mere existing , more than any death bringing could... I won't let anyone hurt you , as much as I can do to prevent that... I'm not a security droid , but I can try to protect you as much as I can. More than I ever did the Sith. Yes , yes let's go to get your arm working to maximum efficiency."
 
Location: First floor hallway/Entry Hall


Who I'm with: HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Walking


Her mechanized hand grasped his and she began to lead him down the hall, toward the entry hall and the stairs. "Connor did not intend to hurt me. He was trying to protect me. People... normal people... get scared when they see the thing inside me." Why'nn sighed. "He was trying to protect me. And, I know. I do know what you are thinking. You believe I should have killed him for his weakness. My brothers, sisters, Father, minders... they would all agree with you. They would be shamed by my decision. But I honestly do not believe his intent was to hurt me. While I do not believe the Sith, I do know Connor. Besides you and Master, he is the only person I would trust entirely."


They were passing the smaller aberrant she'd seen with Brutus and she didn't know anything about him, so she said nothing to him. "The idea of progeny is one I have not considered." 'Or... I had not considered before I met Connor...' A light blush would've colored her cheeks if she wasn't mostly transparent. "I had no friends before I came here, HK-50-01. Like you, it would seem, I was only a pawn, a thing to be used, in my old world. So far I have forged a friendship with you and with Connor... Master is not a friend so much as a teacher..." 'Or a father...'


Location: Stairs to the dorms


Who I'm with: Zipper


What I'm doing: Going to my bedroom


Valian laughed. "Really? Well, then, skip the common room and to the bed, then!" He hoisted her a little higher and kissed her forehead and up to his dormitory. "So... I honestly don't know what boyfriends and girlfriends do." He set her down on a chair and then sat on his desk, crossing his legs and looking across at her. "I mean... what now?"
 
Location: Entry Hall (Flal) Mess Hall (Brutus)


Who I'm with: HK and some female heretic (Flal) Assorted beings I don't know (Brutus)


What I'm doing: Standing frozen (Flal) Leaving the room and looking for Flal (Brutus)


Flal blinked and suddenly he was in a hallway being interrogated by HK. Flal simply looked at the droid, he was confused and scared but he didn't want to run an provoke the droid into shooting him, the droid then went to some female human and started a conversation. They then started to walk away and Flal went a little limp and slumped up against the closest wall. Brutus looked at the group around him, HK practically ran away with Flal, and Zipper had left with that other third year "Yeah.....I'm going to go....." Brutus got up slowly and picked up pace as he got further away. He walked outside of the room and forward to find himself looking at Flal leaning on a wall arms dangling at his side and in a sitting-esque position. He nudged Flal "You okay bud?" Brutus could see that Flal was breathing so he figured Flal had fallen asleep. Brutus slung Flal over his shoulder and walked toward the direction he thought the headmistress's office was. He muttered to himself "You owe me for this Flal." Brutus didn't want to be go to the headmistress, if he remembered what that third year said, 'The headmistress doesn't like to be bothered at this time' and Brutus didn't want to see her angry but he didn't know Flal's dorm assignment. If anything, Brutus would drop Flal at the door to his assigned room or put Flal down in a chair near the dorms if the headmistress was busy.
 
Location: Cafeteria


With: Z, ( @TheOnlyCatbug ) KEIS, ( @Crimrose ) and aww... everyone else left.


Doing: following up with questions and maybe getting a clear head.


Reagan stopped asking questions at light speed and took a series deep breath, out of breath from belting out questions at light speed. After regaining her composure, she blinked to Z, probably invading some personal space with a grim expression. "That... is... so..." And then her expression changed to that of an excited child. "... COOL! What kind of experiment did that or were you born with it? Honestly not a fan of the colors but that's guild pride talking." With that hint to her second home plane her thoughts became 'Please be Ravnican Please be Ravnican Please be Ravnican'





Then Reagan blinked over to KEIS and began noting what she said. "Oh, you exist in a universe without magic? I didn't know those existed, I just thought every universe had it's own mana flow. Wow, your legs must be powerful. What kind of systems do they use for that? I've use hydraulics before, but nothing to that effect. Oh, I'd love to have access to your specs and know everything about your construction." Reagan did stop at the mention of the high-frequency sword, scratching her chin. "What kind of power source does that have? Honestly sounds kind of impractical, and when would you need to cut something bigger than your sword in one stroke? Shouldn't you get a bigger sword for that?"


Reagan then blinked to the top of the table and scratched her chin in thought before snapping her fingers in revelation. "Right! Introductions!" She quickly took a seat at the one side of the table and extended her right hand towards the pair. "I'm Reagan! Nice to meet ya. Sorry for the, uhm... entrance. I do that when I see new tech." 'Which has put me into hot water more than I'd care to admit, but I won't bring that up.'
 
Where I am: Cafeteria.


Who I'm with: @TheOnlyCatbug @shadowstrikr25


What I'm doing: Enjoying company.


KEIS continued to answer the girls questions, not seeming to be annoyed by it. "Well... I don't use hydraulics really... Its like artificial muscle. Small arms have trouble with it, but I can't take anything too high caliber. That's the muscle only though, this armor is a whole new level of irritating. I was a security gynoid at one point, but I guarded important buildings. Unfortunately, I just killed things." KEIS recalled why HF Blades were helpful, and began a second explanation. "Well, too big of a sword and it becomes unwieldy. Think of it this way, you can cut a cargo plane in half symmetrically without having a giant sword that weighs a ton. Its helpful in its own way. One man cut a mech clean in half, despite the thickness being several feet longer than the blade. It means less effort is needed, a graze is a gaping hole in the side of a target." KEIS was surprised someone could have such an interest in her, but she was from another dimension... "Nice to meet you, Reagan. Don't worry about it, first time in a while I've felt somewhat liked."
 
Location: Cafeteria


With: Reagan, ( @shadowstrikr25 ) KEIS, ( @Crimrose )


Doing: Answering


Z could've told anything to this energetic son of a gun, but she decided that the truth is best for her. Her hexagonal eyes started to tear up.


"I...I...I wasn't born with this. It was supposed to make my life better. An experiment gone wrong with trying to turn me into an extinct zygarde, but it turned me into this. And I became a monstrosity to my world. I was beaten. 'FREAK!!!' Discriminated against. 'MONSTER' And my parents didn't even want me back. 'That's not Zoey, KILL IT, KILL IT!'" The tears got absorbed back into her skin on her chest. She looked down and sobbed slightly with her hands covering her face.
 
Position : Entry Hall


Companions : Why'nn , Brutus and Flal


Engaging in : realizing a slight mistake


HK-50-01 noticed Why'nn's metallic hand had grasped his , and for a brief , wonderful moment he was with Why'nn alone , her hand in his , walking along without any cares or issues. He gripped her hand back , even though she may not feel it through the circuits directing the arm's movement. The droid's joyful bliss was somewhat lessened when she began speaking of other things , but only by very little. That fact that she would speak to him of her issues made it somehow better in other ways. I doubt Connor didn't intend to hurt her... But I'll let her believe that , and perhaps even she's right. I'd have to ask Connor about that... HK-50 had never understood 'Normal people' himself , never being around any. He did however see how a being could hate things that were unfamilar to them , or they have been taught to hate. His photoreceptors had seen this sort of event so many times , too many to recount even , being brought up by hatred and evil himself.


Why'nn continued to speak , saying Connor was trying to guard her. He may have been- but he knew my phrase only I used , so how could he not have known of Why'nn's condition? Apparently Why'nn thought HK-50 meant to Kill Connor for his weakness , which wasn't true... Weakness was fine. The Betrayal was what was murder-worthy. HK-50 would also never have been shamed by anything Why'nn did , unlike these Brothers and Sisters and Fathers of Why'nn's. HK-47 and Lord Malak would be dissapointed in me merely for conversing with Why'nn as a friend , I would say.. HK-50 was gratified by being considered among the three most trustworthy beings , asides from Connor and Delrick. The fact that Why'nn trusted Connor did serve to ease his suspicion , but failed to clear it entirely. HK-50 had been abused by too many men for that to go away completely.


They passed Flal again , which reminded him that he brought him there entirely. Seeing the being seemed asleep , he didn't bother it and apparently neither did Why'nn. HK-50 somehow wasn't surprised Why'nn hadn't given thought to progeny. She was very young and most likely hadn't ever met a suitable male , if such a thing existed. I think a lot of us here were pawns at some point. Zipper was , I was , Why'nn was , Flal was , probably Brutus too. HK-50 was very happy to have formed a friendship with Why'nn. I respect her master , that Delrick being. Any being who bests me in a fight , even when not at too conditions , is worthy of such respect. The droid tracked Brutus enter and take a sleeping Flal away , saying the smaller being 'owed' him.


Deciding to speak again , he assumed the overjoyed tone he had earlier used. "Statement : Why'nn... I don't understand normal people. I have , however , seen people hate and destroy things they don't understand or are taught to fear. I will believe you on Connor , but note I may never enjoy his company , and will always have doubts about him. Why'nn... I don't think you should've killed him over weakness. I think you should've because he betrayed you , and once a traitor becomes such a traitor , he forever remains one. I know all too well having a brother or father that would disapprove of your descisions. Darth Malak or HK-47 would dissaprove of me speaking to you at all. But one of those turned my children against me and the other abused me consistently , and both are assuredly dead , so they have no power over me any longer. I'm glad to be a trustworthy being to you.. And don't worry , I don't think progeny is worth having until you are older or can handle them , neither criteria I possessed when I crafted the HK-51 prototypes. I had a friend , Ja'Has as I'm sure you remember , but he didn't treat me nearly as well as you have. I think many of us here have been manipulated and used... Zipper , Flal , You and I , to name just those I count among friends. I want to introduce you to these other three... Brutus and Flal just exited together. I hope you may like them. I respect your master as well Why'nn , as I do every being who can beat me in any way. He has a demeanor about him I enjoy greatly. I assume you wouldn't like me attacking this Sith? I won't at all if you say you don't want me to."
 
Location: Stairway


Who I'm with: HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Going for training


"I have met Brutus. I have no issue with him, though I am unfamiliar with Flal... That was the smaller one? Mmm, I shall make a note to remember." She led them up the stairs until they were on the landing of the 3rd floor. Here she stopped a moment. "I know he betrayed me. My heart does hurt from it, still... But I am, against my better judgement, giving him a chance to redeem himself. For what is the human condition without the understanding that mistakes happen occasionally?" Why'nn sighed, shaking her head. "Do not mistake me, I would enjoy it greatly should you attack her, but that would not go well, I fear. As I do not wish you to be injured and I am to learn from her, I ask that you either wait outside the room or go to socialize with your other friends while I am in training." Her steps were noticeably slower as they were nearing the Sith's quarters. "Though I may seem in pain, do not interfere. Training takes many forms and it is likely that hers will be painful. She is like my previous mistress and my sister."
 
Position : Stairway/Manara's Quarters


Companions : Why'nn


Engaging in : Eavesdropping


HK-50-01 was glad Why'nn had met Brutus before , as it would make it much easier to introduce all his friends to each other whenever that could finally happen. He was glad especially that she was willing to meet Flal and his other friends. As they were speaking they marched up more and more stairs , stopping finally at the Third Floor Landing. Ah... So she accepts Connor as a traitor , but loves him enough to give him a chance for him to redeem himself. As much as the droid didn't want to admit it , he was very Agreeable and kind , and understood the concept of mercy , even if he had contempt for it.


HK-50 decided that Why'nn was right - without any of his tools or an Ysalamiri , the Sith would destroy him , perhaps finding the way that did it permanently. Why'nn caring about me being damaged touches me deeply... And it would indeed be counter-productive for me to kill someone she's supposed to be learning from. I shall wait outside- Brutus and Flal are occupied , as is Zipper. Might as well drop eaves.. Why'nn specified an order to not interfere even if she sounded in pain , which he would grudgingly follow. She slowed down as the neared the door , probably not wanting to go do the training. He wondered how badly this previous mistress and sister treated her , but knew there wasn't any time to ask. I'll ask that one later...


After opening the door they were close to , He chose to adress Why'nn , his voice not sounding any different than usual. "Compliance : Ah! I look forward to acquainting you three and Zipper , then... Flal , like us , was brutally treated by masters. Literally termed 'Grunt' even. I know you choose to give him a chance at redemption... But I'm not so forgiving. However , I shall choose to be at least not openly hostile to him if you aren't. And yes... Without an array of specialized tools or an Ysalamiri , my chances against Manara are worse than slim. I'll eaves-drop - Brutus and Flal are clearly busy , as is Zipper. No-one else after you four. And no... I won't barge in , no matter how much pain I hear. I understand the concept of trial by fire , and shall respect it. I'll ask about This previous mistress and sister later... May the Force be with you , as the Jedi say."
 
Location: Third Floor Hallway


Who I'm with: HK-50-01


What I'm doing: Knocking


Why'nn smiled slightly at the droid, then squeezed his hand gently before letting go. She made a note to ask him about his previous friends later. Now was training. The girl considered barging in, but decided to show respect instead and knocked firmly on the door three times. After this she clasped her hands behind her back and waited. The Sith was angry when last they saw each other and Why'nn had even cursed at the teacher. However, Master's orders superceded her desires and she could not leave without at least attempting to get training. After a few seconds of waiting, she knocked again. Her opinion of the teacher hadn't changed a bit, but Why'nn knew this was her best shot at learning how to use her arm.
 
Location: My Quarters


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Answering the door


Manara had been fuming when she entered her room, and was even tempted to trash the place, but had restrained herself. The girl was due at any moment for further training, so she had to get a grip on her emotions. She took a moment, closed her eyes, and meditated on being more calm. It was a very Jedi thing for a Sith to be doing, but this was a place where she had to show a bit of restraint, as the headmistress wouldn't take kindly to parts of her school being destroyed. After several minutes of meditation, she heard a knock at the door. Feeling a bit more calm, she waited until there was another knock at the door, then went and answered it. She gave the girl a sly smile, knowing this would probably confuse the girl. She saw the HK unit standing next to her as well when she opened the door. Rather than acknowledge him, she spoke to Why'nn. "So glad you still showed up after what happened. Come in."
 
Location: The Sith's quarters


Who I'm with: The Sith


What I'm doing: Following orders


Why'nn was more than surprised at just how calm the teacher sounded. She glanced at HK-50-01 and nodded to him before entering the teacher's chambers and surveying the room. She didn't sit, didn't touch anything, just... looked. "It would be a shame to let pride get in the way of training," Why'nn intoned, though she did not look at the teacher just yet. The girl was looking for windows, possible escape routes. None of this was comfortable to her, even if the coldness of the teacher's skin was enjoyable when compared to the warmth of most other beings. "I am not too proud to learn from you. It is obvious you are the only one available to teach me what is necessary."
 
Location: My quarters


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: About to teach


Manara closed the door and locked it behind her. It wasn't to keep the droid out, however. It was simply a habit she had taught herself early in her life. She watched as the girl examined the room. It was very simply decorated. A couch, a few chairs, and a bed. The carpets were a deep shade of purple and the walls and ceiling had been painted black. There was a single window in the room that looked out over the courtyard. Before getting down to the teaching, she decided to make a bit of small talk. This was more of an attempt to see the girl's reaction to such, and less of an actual thing she enjoyed doing. "So? What do you think? Nothing overly complicated in my room. I have a fondness for the color purple," she said, her fingers tracing the hilt of her lightsaber. "Do you have a favorite color?"
 
Location: The Sith's quarters


Who I'm with: The Sith


What I'm doing: Becoming more and more uncomfortable


Why'nn eyed the teacher warily. Was this normal? She wished to leave already. The window overlooked the courtyard. Would that trigger the barrier? She had a feeling she might be testing that before the end of the night. Why was the teacher asking about colors? There weren't many the girl had seen in her short life. "Color is not welcome in the Temple." Honestly, Why'nn avoided the question entirely, not knowing how she was to answer. The situation was getting a bit more uncomfortable and Why'nn inched away from the teacher.
 
Location: My Quarters


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Teaching


Manara moved around the room for a moment, and stopped in front of the window. "Pity. Color signifies so much. Take red for instance. Blood, anger, love, passion..." Manara let out a soft sigh, then faced the girl once again. "Well, enough of my randomness. You're here for an entirely different reason. That arm of yours...You seem to be able to move it just fine, but have you tried to hold anything with it yet? You know it could crush someone's head as though it were an egg, yes?" Manara smirked at the thought of that happening, then walked over to the girl. She looked her up and down, taking in her appearance change. This didn't bother her much at all, and she began to circle the girl, running a finger across her as she did so. "I'm enjoying your new look. It's very unique." Manara stopped, and moved over to a vase that sat on a small table. "Come pick up this vase with your new hand. Don't even think about it at all, just pick it up as casually as you pick up a glass of water to take a drink from."
 
Location: The Sith's quarters


Who I'm with: The Sith


What I'm doing: As I'm told


"Red is forbidden," Why'nn whispered. She kept her attention on the teacher, but shook her head at the questions. The second question brought a bit of a wince and Why'nn couldn't help but shiver as the woman touched her. Carefully, the girl crossed to the vase and grasped it to pick it up, only to have it shatter in her hand. Though startled initially, she kept her composure as best she could. The only thing she had grasped was HK-50-01's hand and his was likely stronger than hers. As she watched the pieces of pottery fall back onto the table, she wondered if this would bring punishment. She hoped so. At least that would bring normalcy again.
 
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Location: Cafeteria


With: KEIS, ( @Crimrose ) Z ( @TheOnlyCatbug )


Doing: More talking


Reagan kept herself seated, shocking for someone who a few minutes earlier was a kinetic bombshell, resting her head on her hand taking in all of what KEIS was saying. "That's really interesting, wonder what kind of metal you're composed of." Reagan nodded in understanding. "Yeah, I can see how killing things would interfere with guarding and such." As KEIS explained the HF Blade, Reagan tilted her head in confused interest. "But why would you use a sword when you can just use the same tech on a projectile? Same damage, less immediate danger to self." 'If the HF Blade tech is top-tier, then they have something better than crossbows and cannons. Probably.' "Although, I don't know the limits of this tech. Maybe it wouldn't work?"


Reagan then turned to Z and displayed shock. 'Oh no, I did it again. C'mon Reagan, you can salvage this. You're not going to pull another incident like this morning. Wait, can I relate?.... Oh yeah, that.' Reagan's expression evened out as she had her idea. "Wow. Uh, that just sucks. Kinda like back home. I was always more, uh... cerebral than the other girls. They were talking about their parents ideas of fun, and I was asking about the mana rings. They were talking about their classmates in hushed tones, I was reading about the history of tech on my plane. And when I found out about my lightning manipulation things...umm...." Reagan shifted uncomfortably in her seat, as if continuing might cause her physical pain. "...got difficult. I know I can't really relate but I think you're cool. Plus, I don't like fighting. I'd rather be in a workshop than on a battlefield." 'That and I always run away as fast as possible, but better to avoid the possibility all together instead.'
 
Location: My Quarters


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Teaching


Manara couldn't help but smile as the vase shattered. She channeled the Force into her hand and placed it on the girl's shoulder. She would feel a jolt of electricity course through her body, though this was a much weaker version of the Force lightning ability. Manara looked back to the vase and willed it to reform. As the vase reformed itself, she let go of the girl and looked at her. "I know you can do this. You have the determination. That shock you felt is something that will intensify every time the vase breaks." She found herself giving the girl a playful smirk. "By all means, though. If you enjoy feeling the pain, continue to break the vase. We can both have some enjoyment out of this."
 
Location: The Sith's quarters


Who I'm with: The Sith


What I'm doing: Learning


Why'nn gasped in surprise and pain at the jolt, but this was a lot more normal and she felt at home in these parameters. She flexed the cybernetic hand a bit, then raised it again, grasping the vase. This time it cracked, but didn't shatter. That would still count as broken but she whispered a mending spell that fixed the cracks, hopefully before the teacher saw them. Gray light filled the cracks. "So is it sadism that drives you?" she asked, her voice still a little breathless. She placed the now whole vase back on the table, then glared at the teacher. 'This is what I'm used to. I can do this.' Despite this, she felt herself beginning to shake.
 
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Location: My Quarters


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Teaching


Once again, Manara placed her hand on the girl's shoulder and sent the shock of electricity through her. The power of the shock had tripled so the girl would feel thrice the pain course through her body. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I may be sadistic, but I am not blind. I added a little extra to that shock for you trying to deceive me. Don't do it again." Manara looked down to the vase, then back to the girl. "What if this had been your exboyfriend's hand? Sure, you have the ability to heal things, but he would have been in extreme pain. Though, judging by what he was willing to do for you earlier, I'm sure he'd be willing to endure it." Manara circled behind the girl, running her finger across her once again. "Now, try it again. If you try and deceive me, the shock will be much worse yet again." She was now positioned on the girl's left, the same side as her new arm. This made her hope she'd crack it again, as the shock would likely be even more painful through her new limb.
 
Location: The Sith's quarters


Who I'm with: The Sith


What I'm doing: Learning


This time, Why'nn was ready enough not to gasp. Instead, she grit her teeth and took the punishment with little more than a hissing intake of breath. "He is not an ex anything," she panted, angered at the assumption. Even if they had not encountered each other in the hallway, even if he hadn't spoken to her, she wouldn't consider him an 'ex' boyfriend. That was a decision about a relationship that she did not fully understand yet. Why'nn shook and shivered as the Sith touched her again. Finally, as the finger was lifted, Why'nn reached out. She took hold of the vase and it began to crack, but it was nowhere near as bad as the previous attempt. Quickly, the girl let go, not putting it past the teacher to punish her if she was still holding on when the shock coursed through her, which would invariably cause Why'nn to drop or crush the vase. She didn't utter any spells as she learned not to try with this one. This pain was going to be worse than the last, but Why'nn she could handle it. After all, this was only light electrocution. The girl would've been interested in this, enjoyed it to a point, had she never experienced it before.
 
Location: My Quarters


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Teaching


"I see. So you decided to give him a chance. A wise decision I think. The boy has strength, he just needs time to develop it properly. Perhaps I'll be lucky enough to wrest him from his current mistress." Her cruel smile formed on her lips as she saw the new crack form on the vase and the girl hastily put it down. "Under me he would become strong." This time as she placed her hand on the girl's shoulder where the cybernetic arm was attached. This shock was nearly the ability's full power this time. It would be coursing it's way through every inch of her body, making it hard for her to even continue standing. If she managed to continue standing, it would be impressive indeed, as the ones who can endure this much are few and far between. After all, everyone had a breaking point.
 
Location: The Sith's quarters


Who I'm with: The Sith


What I'm doing: Trying to stay standing


A scream tore from Why'nn's lips and she staggered, the connection between the arm and her skin felt like it was burning and the rest of her body didn't feel much better. Her knees began to buckle but Why'nn fought to stay standing. Tears were beginning to spill down her cheeks again and she tried to stop screaming, finally forcing her mouth shut. Her body was spasming and her legs were having trouble keeping her upright. She wanted to swing but did not, anger welling up inside her as she felt this was unnecessary.
 
Location: My Quarters


Who I'm With: Why'nn


What I'm Doing: Moving the girl to the couch


Manara stopped electrocuting the girl, and pulled her to the couch, sitting her down on it. "Rest. You have an extraordinary amount of strength inside you. More than I had when I was your age. You must have had one hell of a life before coming here." Manara gave a sigh, and sat down on the right side of the girl. She was beginning to feel weary from all the events of the day, but kept her composure. In her mind, she recited the Sith code, letting it fill her with the strength she needed. 'Peace is a lie. There is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, I gain victory. Through victory, my chains are broken. The Force shall free me.' She looked back to the girl, gave her a smile, and pushed a bit of her hair back behind her ear. "You know, we needn't be enemies. We could be more than than that. Our combined strength would get us both through any challenge set before us." After tucking the strand of hair behind the girl's ear, she ran her hand down along the girl's neck and toward her chest. "You truly are quite the young woman, you know."
 
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