Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

The jolt caused her to moan into the kiss, but it also reminded her... She broke the kiss. "This is too fast," she whispered. "Much too fast, we can't do this yet..." Why'nn slipped out of his hold and hurriedly stood up, grabbing her cloak and putting it back on. "I... I... I need a moment." With that, she turned and sprinted out of the room, to the speeder, and quickly unloaded HK-50-01 from it. She immediately set to work on repairing him. This would give her time to think, time to process, time to reconnect with the Dark Side. This would also be the first time Connor would see her honestly scared. Not lonely, not angry, not in the black hole of pain, just scared. Would this relationship end up like her parents' had? Would Connor betray her? Would she betray him? And what was this Light Side bullshit she was tapping into? Obviously something gained from Father's lessons but... She shook her head. No, no, she couldn't betray Mother.
 
Descending from a Imperial frigate hanging in orbit above Korriban, Darth Trakus looked out the viewport as the rapidly approaching academy. Nodding to the pilots as they piloted it down towards the landing port, Darth Trakus turned and walked back into the troop bay, pulling his mask on, and grabbing his Saber from a nearby rack. Despite having it been years since he had been here, Darth Trakus remembers the sand, and had little interest in having it blow into his eyes.


As the shuttle finally touched down and the ramp began to open, Darth Trakus stepped down the ramp quickly, passing a few deck hands and soldiers, who quickly saluted him. Ignoring the lot of them, he quickly boarded the waiting speeder sent for him, and sat back as the speeder took off towards the academy.


'Let's see if the it's as bad as the reports said...'
 
Why'nn quickly fixed the coolant tubes and refilled the coolant itself. He'd lost a lot. If coolant was like blood to him she pitied his state greatly. However, she did think to remove the explosive from his body and toss it out of the ship. It was likely that he would be upset when he woke, so the girl hugged him tightly, making sure she was the first thing he'd see upon regaining consciousness. "It's all right, HK-50-01," she cooed, stroking him, assuming he'd be awake any second. "No one blew up, the Jedi is gone, I am fine. You did not fail me, friend."


Did this also make her weak? She didn't know and, to a certain point, didn't care. He was the one person she'd been with her entire life, the only one who was there with her every step of the way. No, no, caring for him did not make her weak. Quite the opposite, there was strength in defending and caring for those loyal enough to earn it. The HK Unit had definitely earned it.
 
HK-50-01 awoke to the flow of coolant into his body. He couldn't see or feel for the first several moments , almost three full minutes, as the fluids slowly spread function throughout his body - And those three minutes he filled with pure terror. His first thought was that he was glad he was alive - until he remembered what had happened before he went into the state of Self Repair. NO NO NO WHY'NN'S DEAD NO NO MUST EXECUTE SELF OH PLEASE NO MUST LEAVE GET OUT! He knew he had been recovered , and knew what awaited him. Added to the crushing weight of failure to save the only person ever to care about him , Mistres Manara would torture him endlessly.


But he deserved it , didn't he? He had failed her. Betrayed his mistress while doing it. He shook extremely violently bobbing up and down and sliding back and forth. When he tried to raise his arms and start hurting himself , they were.. Restrained. Not able to see yet , he assumed he was strapped to a table of some sort. DESERVE TO DIE HURT CAUSE PAIN AGONY FAILED FAILED GOT WHY'NN KILLED FAILED EVERYTHING EVERYONE ULTIMATE USELESSNESS MISTRESS CORRECT BELONG IN SCRAP PILE SEE TO THAT..


But when he looked down , finally allowed to see and feel , he saw Why'nn clinging to him like his own plating clinged to his frame. She was stroking him gently , and he felt overwhelming joy. He didn't hear her words , the moment passed , but he knew as long as she survived all was well. oh thank everything everyone Why'nn is alive alive alive not dead didn't fail no pain torture no loss succeeded useful! Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes.. His thoughts went on in this form as he stopped shaking and heated his plating minimally. As always being stroked helped him to calm , the reassuring touches Why'nn gave him always succeeding in function.


He spoke then , in an overjoyed tone. "Pre-OVERRIDE oh Why'nn you're alive thought you were dead thought I was about to be hurt wanted to hurt myself but no no you're alive oh thank you thank you for not hurting me didn't fail... Did I?.. Succeeded no loss no agony won't lose you like brother , won't lose you ever. I LOVE YOU LOVE YOU SO JOYED YES YES LOVE YOU LOVE YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING GLORIOUS MOMENT EVERYTHING IS OKAY FOR ONCE!"
 
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[QUOTE="Grim Wraithe Stjerna]Chuka jumped slightly when the scanner beeped on a bounty match. His eye wide as he read the scrolling the data feed. 'The old guy, is one of the Jedi masters?' Chuka shook his head as he watched. "60 billion...." He'd only heard rumours of bounties being a tenth that, and he'd shrugged them off. He checked the authentication on the transmission. It seemed to check out. He heard Jace call over the com and almost didn't answer right away. "Sending my coordinates. You're not gonna believe what just fell into our laps." Along with coordinates he sent the bounty data. Once the force users were seemingly done, talking? He stood and watched them head off on speeders, but before he could approach the scene of the fight, one very over-loaded speeder flew back into the ship, the warrior marked the direction of the bounty. "We're gonna need some fast transport to catch him. He's got a speeder." He stopped the recording and saved a copy before sending it to the ship for safe keeping.

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Jace listened to the transmission and checked the bounty data. Jace was shocked that the Sith passed this one up, that got him thinking what's more important to them that they would pass up a jedi worth this much. This prompted Jace to ask "We can always hunt this jedi another day? But what of the sith what is so important to them they would pass up a jedi. Follow them, we need to see what they are getting. We can likely use the whole skipping the Jedi thing against them for them to give up the object. Continue to stalk them while I catch up, I am planning to crash the fighter so don't worry if you see that."
 
Why'nn smiled at the droid's outburst. "Yes. Now... get yourself back together, I'm going to go get Connor and then the three of us will continue on our mission." She released him, giving him a kiss on the cheek before she stood and returned to the private sleeping chamber. He was... Well, she had never quite noticed how handsome he was. As she entered, she shut the door behind her and made sure to lock it. 'We have some time...' Again, she removed her cape, then her shirt and gloves, her belt along with the saberstaff, and climbed on top of him, straddling him once more. "Shall we pick up where we left off?" she intoned before kissing his neck.
 
Connor had been sitting there, understanding that she needed time. He was about to get up and leave when she reentered the room and locked them in. He watched as she began removing pieces of her clothing, then straddle him. He removed his left glove and placed his arms around her, pulling her in close to him. There was no way he was going to reject her. The time she had spent out there repairing HK-50-01 was long enough to let him think about the situation. He nodded his head. "Definitely," he said, moving her slightly so he could kiss her on the lips. As he kissed her, he briefly found himself wishing they didn't have to go back to Korriban, and that they could just take off and never have to worry about anything to do with Manara ever again.
 
Stepping off the speeder as it flew off, Darth Trakus looked up at the large openin of the temple before him. With small pockets of acolytes standing around quietly, some of them gesturing briefly to the masked Sith ascending the stars. Passing by quietly, Darth Trakus cobtinues inside, taking the right branching hall and passing the honor guard at the second entrance.


Walking down the hallway, acolytes and a few droids turned to look at him, before quickly stepping out of his way.


Entering the main room of the temple, Darth Trakus turns and looks around it, letting the memories return to him. Letting out a sigh, he shook his head slightly, before turning and heading for the stairs.


'Time to talk with the instructors...'
 
At least a half hour later, Why'nn sighed happily, beginning to dress again. "That was new," she giggled. "Maybe we should go back to the mission?" As she was pulling on her pants she glanced at him, a grin upon her face and a new kind of light in her eyes. This was a new kind of passion, and one that had definitely invigorated her. 'I wonder if it would be a betrayal just... not to return?' It likely would be. She didn't bring it up, though she sorely wanted to. 'Do I love him?' She considered this as she began to pull her shirt on.
 
"It was new, and yes...we should...get back to the mission." It was clear he didn't want to, but Connor began pulling his pants on. However, he ended up getting distracted by Why'nn getting dressed. He was seeing her in a completely different way. He would no longer be protecting her on these missions as he used to. Now it would be protecting her out of desire to not lose her at all. Protecting her not because he was ordered to, but because he needed to, he had to. Once again, the urge to kiss her began to build up in him, but he resisted, and continued to dress. As he put his pants on, he, once again, found himself looking at her. This time, he was unable to resist the urge and pulled her to him, kissing her once more. It was such a new feeling to him that he just didn't want to stop experiencing it.
 
Why'nn laughed, but did not resist as he pulled her in. She was, now, completely clothed once more save for her cloak. "Careful," she murmured, pulling away just a bit. She was breathless, her skin closer in tone to her mother's now. "We keep going like this the mission won't get done at all." Again, the idea of fleeing, never returning to Korriban, entered her mind, but she shook her head. Her hand slid down his chest. "The thoughts you put in my head." But Mother would be angry. She would come to find them. She would find them. No, no, this was not the time or place. Still, she didn't move away from him.
 
Connor made absolutely no effort to pull himself away from Why'nn, but knew she was right. If they didn't finish, or were late, things would not be good for them once they did get back to Korriban. He looked at her, a sly smile coming to his face. "Well, we do have a week and we've been gone for all of...seven hours at this point. We know where the Holocron is, and we have a plan to get it." He began to pull away from her, still keeping the sly smile. "But, you know, if you really feel like you can resist..." He turned and began reaching for his shirt so he could continue getting dressed.
 
Climbing the stairs to the second floor, Darth Trakus walks along the walkway, heading towards one of the private offices held by the ranking Sith. Waving his hand across the panel, he grunted in agitation as the door refused to open. Taking a step back, he turned and waved with his hand, and the door let out a harsh squealing sound as it flew into the wall, opening with a little aid from the force. Walking into the now open office, he smiled as he saw a slave inside cowering in fear at the display of the force, and Darth Trakus moved past him, taking a seat at the desk.


Looking to the slave, Darth Trakus activates his helmets external communicator. "You, slave, go inform Darth Manara, and inform her she has a visitor." Squinting his eyes as the slave remains fixed in place, Darth Trakus ignites the saber in his hand, scaring the slave into action as the crimson blade hummed to life. Running from the room, the slave sprinted out, looking for the Sith in question. Deactiviating the saber, Darth Trakus leaned back in the chair, relaxing.


'This could be fun...'


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Why'nn groaned, wanting, needing more. "It's our week," she murmured. Her body needed him, but she tried to pull away from him. Well, at least she imagined she tried to pull away from him. In reality, she sent a force push to make the shirt fly from his hand. "We should be getting to the mission." Her voice was still soft. "I shouldn't be letting you do this..." But it was she who led him back to the bed, falling backwards into it and pulling him down on top of her. "We need to get the Holocron..." She kissed him, deeply.
 
Connor kissed back just as deeply, but this time, he placed his hand on her waist, giving her a little jolt of electricity from his hand. He gave a small laugh as they continued kissing, but took care not to break the kiss. It was true. They did need to get back to their mission, but the same thing kept coming into his mind. They had time and plenty of it. Finally, he did break the kiss, breathing heavily now. "Yes. The mission is very important. The...um..." He couldn't believe that he lost what they were here for for a small moment, then it came back to him. "Right...the Jedi Holocron thing...Yeah..." He immediately went back to kissing her after finishing what he was saying, not really caring about the mission at all right now.


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A slave came bursting into Manara's private chamber, not even bothering to knock. She glared at the slave and rose to her feet. "What is the meaning of this?" she said angrily. The slave explained that there was another Sith waiting for her in an office, at which point Manara sighed, and reached out with the Force, grabbing the slave by the neck with the Force. As she glared at the slave and watched it suffocate, she spoke. "Thank you, but you really should learn to knock on a Sith's door." The slave finally stopped struggling so Manara dropped it to the floor, dead. As she made her way out of her chamber, she ordered someone to clean up the mess, and went to meet the other Sith. As she walked into the office where the he was waiting, she eyed him cautiously. "Is there something I can do for you?"
 
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Sitting at the desk, Darth Trakus turned to regard her. Looking her up and down briefly, Darth Trakus grunted quietly, before rising to his feet. With a small gesture, he pulled the robes he wore around his armor out of the way of the his saber, making the carved hilt evident. Walking down the short flight of stairs to the floor level with Darth Manara, Darth Trakus regarded her for a moment, before speaking.


"My name is Darth Trakus, it is..." he turns his head away, fumbling for words for a moment "agreeable, to meet you. As of this moment, I have been given full reign of the academy, and the acolytes within. There are rumors of Jedi teachings being spread among the Sith, here, and I have been given full reign to crush these teachings at any cost. I will be looking to you to aid me in this endevour, Darth Manara."


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Manara eyed the other Sith as he spoke, unsure if he was being truthful with her. "I see. And why is it that I wasn't informed of this before you arrived here? I am on the Dark Council after all. That's quite the oversight if you ask me..." She walked a few circles around this Darth Trakus, eyeing him up and down. "Also, I don't believe I've ever heard of you before." Manara gave a shrug as she stopped circling and stood in front of him once more. "Jedi teachings you say? I find that hard to believe. Imperial Intelligence is incorrect, I can assure you of this. I helped to hand pick all the task masters here at the academy. All of them are cruel and unkind just as they should be." She began to get angry at the assertion that such things would be taught here. "I demand to know who was spying on this place and I demand to see all of the data that was collected on this matter."
 
HK-50-01 did exactly what Why'nn said. He did try to follow her , but when they locked the door behind them he knew exactly what was happening and didn't particularly care as long as they were using something to prevent pregnancy. I don't think Why'nn is ready for a child... And I am NOT taking care of another baby anytime soon. So he passed the door by , heading to the armory to put together his full weaponry compliment. He had already taken the only Tystel , but he hoped that they may pass by where he removed all the weapons he had on. And had a seizure.. But Why'nn saved me from that , as she always does.


Throughout the thirty minutes that they remained locked in the room he picked out weapons. He made sure he took a Conner Net launcher now , and he replaced instead the Large Repeater - there wasn't a second one that met his standards. So he carried the blaster rifle , and put the Conner nets on his chest. There also wasn't another Tystel III , so he chose a Mandalorian Ripper in it's place. He put on his weapons slowly and.. Pleasurably , actually. There was still a few minutes and he hadn't heard the door open - he also hadn't heard them stop , either. So he fiddled with his weapons and practiced his draws and setting up the mines that there luckily seemed to be a great many of. After he was satisfied with the speed - matching his speeds he had before he had been Decomissioned - he walked over to thier room.


They HAD stopped. But the door was still locked. Ok. I get it's enjoyable - I've been told anyway - but we really need to get going. Either that or you let me leave to go kill a Wampa.. So he pounded on the door loudly and started speaking. "Query/Request : you know.. We do have to get going. If you guys are having too much fun in there - please tell me one or both of you is doing something to avoid pregnancy- please just let me leave and kill a Wampa or slaughter.. Something. I can only practice speeds so long. No! I don't mind you getting.. Fornicative. But if you want to imitate Cannoks , please tell me so I can do something other than wait for you."
 
Tilting his head to the side slightly, Darth Trakus grunted quietly. Turning and walking back to the desk, he grabbed a data pad, briefly typing at it with his armored hand, before walking back down and handing her the pad.


"On that data pad is all the information we have on the sources. I will refrain from questioning your instructors for now, given your obvious faith in them. However, I will be observing them closely, and any risks I find will be...ended..."


Leaning forward, Darth Trakus reached up with his left hand, removing the helmet from his face, letting his shoulder length blond hair fall out loosely. "As for who I am, I am the person the Empire sends to cut loose ends, to silence leaking mouths, and to eradicate traitorous elements. Most of my actions are kept hidden, but, as you say, since you are a Councilor, I feel like you deserve to know this information." Leaning back in the chair again, Darth Trakus smiles briefly, as he regards her once more.


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Why'nn was quite enjoying herself... until HK-50-01 began banging on the door. She winced, then groaned. "We have to get up, don't we?" she murmured as they broke the kiss. Well, at least she was fully clothed. She couldn't exactly just throw Connor off of her (she could, but she liked him too much right now) so she sighed and waited. As he had her held down (something else she was finding she enjoyed) she wouldn't move him unless she had to. "Can we continue this after we recover the Holocron?"
 
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Connor let out a groan of annoyance as HK-50-01 began pounding on the door and shouting. He looked down to Why'nn, and nodded slowly. "I guess we should..." He stood up off of her, and continued to grudgingly get dressed. After he'd put his shirt and belt on he walked back over to her, wrapping an arm around her. "Of course we we can continue this after we get the Holocron," he said, giving her another brief kiss before going to finish putting all of his clothing on, including his cloak.


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Korriban





Manara looked at the data pad, reading through what was listed there. Several of the names looked familiar, especially one. She angrily threw the pad back at the man after reading that name. "How dare Imperial Intelligence accuse my own daughter of practicing Jedi ways! She will not be subjected to your questionings!" Manara glared at this man who was here in what was basically her home accusing not just many of the apprentices here, but her own daughter of learning the Jedi ways. However...she couldn't deny that there may be a reason to suspect. It wasn't exactly a secret that Manara's own love had turned out to be a kind of Jedi. She cursed herself for having this realization. "I will question my daughter personally. It's only right. However, she is currently off world with my own apprentice. It will have to wait until she returns..." Manara was seething, and, as a result, her eyes had changed from a golden yellow to a deep red.


 
Zerek strode in front of a temple entrance, longcoat flapping in the wind. He adjusted his goggles as he took in the architecture. "Lindlea, you sneaky bitch..." Her intel was spot on as always, although he had his doubts this time. A holocron in this frozen wasteland was, to his ears, bantha fodder. Yet, here a temple was. He quickly grabbed his flashlight and walked in, getting ready to explore and loot everything in sight. "Let's see how hard this job is going to be, eh?" He strode into the temple, bold as brass, and began to look around and explore.
 
Folding his hands before him, Darth Trakus watches the Councilors reaction closely. He had spiked a nerve, and depending on her actions proceeding on, would either be helpful, or a hindrance to his orders. Either way, only time would tell. "Of course, you have that right, Darth Manara. And if you are still curious, I can have a edited version of my Imperial service sent to you, to alleviate any concerns you might still have. Other then that, I will stay out of your hair, as they say, as much as possible. And, in all honesty, I hope your claims are true. I have no interest in dealing with my fellow Sith in my normal manner."


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Why'nn slipped from the bed and, after getting one last kiss from Connor, donned her belt and cloak before opening the door and smiling up at HK-50-01. "All right, all right, we're going." She patted the droid as she passed him. 'He seems to care a lot more about that than he should...' Shaking her head, she got ready to head to the speeder. "So, the cave, then. Hopefully that old man won't interfere again." 'Though I wouldn't count on it...' She adjusted her belt slightly, checked the saberstaff at her side, then nodded as she waited for the other two. Mission minded now, she tried to put her feelings for Connor aside.
 
HK-50-01 paced outside the door as he waited for them to exit. He really didn't care , not at all. But they had some Official Sith Business to attend to first.. And after that , yes , then they could continue. He was annoyed that Why'nn didn't say whether she used any sort of Prevention , but he could ask her again and again until she answered. After all , he was nothing if not persistent. Many a target had learned that , as well. I hope she isn't angry with me for this.. But I think it would work better if we got Official Sith Business done first. Then personal Business... Including cinching myself a Wampa Skull.


Connor agreed with HK-50's theory , by his words. There really wasn't much to react to , here , however. So he paced , and paced. And paced some more after that. HK-50 certainly wasn't patient , and since he could show it without being harmed , he would do just that. He spoke again. Finally - after only around 30 seconds - the door opened , and Why'nn walked out. She was also impatient , by her words. This would've caused him to tremble , but Why'nn would never hurt him. She even patted his exterior , which made him brighten. The cave! Yes. It was around.. Oh , 2 clicks from here. He hoped the Arkanian wouldn't interfere again either , but this time HK-50 would just net him. No other option.


Not caring that Connor hadn't left , he followed on after Why'nn. "Query : you DID use , ah , contraceptives , right? I don't want you getting pregnant at blasted fourteen. And I am not particularly joyful to the idea of taking care of another child so soon. Not that I think you couldn't take care of it or I didn't enjoy taking care of you - I've already told you that you are the best thing that has ever happened to me - I just can't deal with a new one so soon. No.. I hope the Arkanian doesn't get in our way again either. But if he does , I'll net him and put slugs into him. The cave.. Where we were going yesterday , 2 kilometers from here. Seeing as there isn't a third speeder , can I ride with you? Or does Connor want to.. Seeing as how you two enjoyed each other's company. Not that I mind , I just... Don't know how to react here. Didn't think you'd get , er , active this early. NOT THAT I MIND! Passion is the first line in the Sith code , no?"
 
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