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Nyxie

【夢狐】
A single encoded message transmitted to @[member="Circe Savan"]'s personal line. It was a distress call, from Aynea. The coordinates marked a geographic location on Obredaan. No other information present.
 
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
Circe raised an eyebrow. It could be a trap... Then again, if it was, she would be ready and prepared for it. Landing where the distress signal was located, Circe quickly immersed herself in the Force, hiding from whoever would meet her there.

Gee, this was gonna be fun.

@[member="Ashelotte Saybin"]
 

Nyxie

【夢狐】
Aynea was apparently laying down on the floor, out of sight. Her voice rung out in the hollow distance, ineligible. It was anything but fun. She was in a great deal of pain. One thing wasf or certain and undeniable; her Force signature was clearly present.
@[member="Circe Savan"]​
 
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
Carefully, while still invisible, she walked towards the Force signature of the woman, fully expecting it to be some soft of trap. Her feet made not a single noise as she moved ever closer towards the fox's Force signature. Choosing a mental form of communication, she continued to traverse through the area.

Aynea... Are you okay?

@[member="Ashelotte Saybin"]
 

Nyxie

【夢狐】
The words echoed through the girl's mind, but it was no use, her skill in the Force was still too little to make any difference. She seemed to remain where she was, cold and alone, in the dirt, while the final thoughts raced through her mind.

@[member="Circe Savan"]​
 
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
Unsure of how to proceed, Circe found a safe enclave and focused, a doppelganger of herself forming. She herself headed back to her ship, intending to let the doppelganger continue searching. It continued to proceed, guided and drawn by Circe, into the area, eventually finding itself a few steps from Aynea. Slowly, it stepped towards where she was apparently located.

"Aynea?"

@[member="Ashelotte Saybin"]
 

Nyxie

【夢狐】
"Circe..." the weak and disdainful voice uttered. "I wish you... would have come... in person." she said, knowing full well the kind of person her lover was.
The projected illusion of herself faded away, and from the dirt it rose, a slender but grand structure of steel and alloy blazen in vardium and electrum. A gentle but constantly shifting cloud formed under it where the thrusters and repulsors pushed against the ground. The single red lens in its forehead grew bright red. A voice modulated between a male's, a female's and a deep droid's voice all at once.
"I thought you had more love for your unborn child, you would have arrived alone and unguarded. Is this what you always wanted?"
Before it began to speak, an extended-muzzle M-19 Falcon in its right hand and Z-24 rotary blaster cannon in its left rose to a forty five degree ready position.

@[member="Circe Savan"]​
 
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Well, I kinda have. Doppelganger is as close to astral projection as I'll get without risking the death of my real body." She paused, and watched the creepy contraption rise from the ground. "Arrive alone and unguarded? Whatever you are, I know Aynea well enough that there would be at least partial information with regards to her situation. She always stays informed. Don't you DARE insinuate that I don't have enough love for my unborn child. Now tell me. What are you?"

A growl uttered from the doppelganger's throat as the real Circe slowly began to move towards the area.

@[member="Ashelotte Saybin"]
 
The eye flared brightly and flickered down into an invisible spectrum as the organic approached.
"FCS main system, online. Target acquired. Range, 300 meters. Altitude, 72 feet. Velocity, 1 meter per second. Vector scan complete, lock initiated."
The single M-19 rose until it had a perfect trace with the woman's center mass, even at a distance due to the parallel target processing. There was no point in cloaking herself with the Force, as very little fooled dual video/infrared scanner.
"I want... need answers," its mixed voice said.
 

Nyxie

【夢狐】
Aynea came out from behind a cluster of rocks, gently sweeping her hand down the barrel of the Falcon as she passed the AI framework.
"I just wanted to be happy. For the longest I can remember... that's always what I've only ever wanted...." the distraught and atressed foxtress sighed, clearly wearing the same clothes as those they first met in. "Were it so easy.... At first I thougt I could ignore it, but it ate away at my strength, kept me awake at nights. I could have always ignored it to the ends of the universe... but not ignore myself.... Then this child.... Circe Savan. Come clean. Tell me everything you've kept hidden, everything you've ignored."

@[member="Circe Savan"]​
 
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"And you thought bringing out a GIANT Taskmaster droid armed to the teeth was going to get me to tell you everything?" Circe sighed, stepping out and looking her doppelganger over. "I'm sorry... but I thought that if you wanted to know a person's secrets, all you had to do ask them nicely." Looking the droid over, she growled at it. "Taskmaster... I've seen HK units with more gumption than yourself."

Of course, she was energized, ready and willing to strike at the behemoth if it assaulted her.

@[member="Ashelotte Saybin"]
 

Nyxie

【夢狐】
The IBIS unit was nonresponsive.
"I know what you've done, I know if it wasn't true, the Republic would have never pushed to hard to capture you. I just want to know the truth, Circe. Is that all I really was to you?" Aynea began to be sobbish, and it was impossible to get near her without having two massive guns in their face. "How many, Circe? God... was this child just another tool...."

@[member="Circe Savan"]​
 
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"How many what? No, she isn't a tool... She's my daughter, and I love her. Just like I love you." A massive frown grew on Circe's face as she looked Aynea over. "Do you want the truth about why I care so much about Saera? Why I want kids?" She sighed, sitting down on a rock formation. "Aynea... sit down with me and I'll tell you the story."

She was going to hold absolutely nothing back.

@[member="Ashelotte Saybin"]
 
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"A long time ago, back when I had my original, non-plant Falleen-Zeltro hybrid body, I suffered from a 'block.' This 'block' left me unable to have children. With the help of then-future Emperor Dranok Lussk, I did successfully become pregnant... with far more children than I could bear. It was around that time that Jak Sandrow and I were in a relationship - I was married to Alli Wren at the time and was preparing to divorce her because she had never once communicated to me after our wedding - then she killed me. And my unborn children. She committed mass infanticide and killed eight unborn children that were living inside me at the time."

Tears began to flow from Circe's eyes as she began to sob. "When I came back to life in this body - which I never expected would happen - I couldn't stand knowing that my children, the only family I'd had since running away from home, were dead. I vowed to never forget them, and for my next sons and daughters - naturally formed or made in a laboratory - I would always be there for them, their mothers, and/or their fathers."

Full scale crying was going on now. The traumatic memory of her children's death was scarring her once again.

@[member="Ashelotte Saybin"]
 

Nyxie

【夢狐】
Aynea felt bad for her lover's tears. Yet, her heart had grown cold and apathetic to her situation, as hers was not the only one. Nothing but a devoid and apathetic visage met her face.
"You should have told me sooner.... These data reports, from the Republic, were they all of your other attempts to procreate? I need to know how many." she said in cool monotone. "TM, reduce that population to one. Have a hundred million credit bounty placed on Alli Wren, payment upon death or turnover. Ready a Menagerie for me... I feel like buying one." She paused, wetting her pallette with her tongue. "Circe, I offered you my heart, my womb, a whole litter after this baby girl. Real children with real parentage. I just wish you would stop. Wasn't I enough?"
 
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
"Some were... Some were simply my attempts to corrupt, to turn others to the Dark Side, bring them under my thrall. Others were me using them as hosts for experiments. None of them I felt any love for. There are very few people I care about in this galaxy. I care about you most of all, Aynea. You are one of the only people to ever find a place in my heart. As... As warped as I know it may sound, not even my biological parents have a place there."

More and more tears continued to flow. "Aynea... I suppose I need to admit something else to you. When I died the first time... I stabbed myself first. It was a non-lethal wound, and it would've been repairable without harming my children. But Alli proceeded to take advantage of my comatose situation and murder both me and them."

She continued to cry, turning away from Aynea and pulling out one of her lightsabers, looking it's curved surface over. "Others are some times... Times when I look back on all I've done, on all the people I've affected and harmed... And I just want to kill myself."

@[member="Ashelotte Saybin"]
 

Nyxie

【夢狐】
Aynea had turned around standing, giving her back to her lover as she looked up over the horizon's sky for an impending frigate. Her head leaned back so that the corner of her left eye met Circe's own.
"I'm flattered.... But you should have known better. You don't just play with fire, and soak the matches in gasoline. You've only done it to yourself."
She paused, caught mid-breath by Circe's next sentence. Stunned for a moment, she quickly turned around, walking up to Circe on the floor and kneeling by her. Her hands laid down on the saber's hilt, slowly grasping and feeling them out. If for only but a moment, her heart felt everything it's wielder felt.
"TM, belay that bounty. Put it on hold until further instructions. Execute order A-7x and B-9a. Circe... I am going to wipe this galaxy clean of your wrongdoings... but I can't do that without your allowance. C'mon.... Let's get you home."
Aynea pulled down the sleeve of her sweeping yellow robes to wipe the tears clean from her lover's eyes. She tried to lift her up from under the arms, cuffing her in her own and holding her close.
Operational Order A-7x was a command to slice, index and copy absolutely all data from Circe's persona. B-9a was a one-way, irreversible command for complete purging of a target, be it person, place or thing in question. All of it, it was all already underway. The new campaign had already just begun.

Alli and every other individual ever experimented or culled by Circe, their children resulting from interactions with Circe would all be systematically exterminated. It was an intentionally vague and irreversible order, designed initially in programming to eliminate potential operational compromises or leaks. Only a higher-priority command that conflicted it would cause it to be permanently dismissed.

@[member="Circe Savan"]​
 
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
And the two left. Circe didn't know what those orders were, and right now, she didn't care. She was in severe emotional distress, and right now, she simply needed a hug. Or counseling. Or a mix of both.

@[member="Ashelotte Saybin"]
 

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