Ayra meets Odium [Odium]

[Darth Ayra]

Sabarene, Sith Temple.

The hooded woman was stood center to the atrium of [member="Darth Vulcanus"]'s Sith Temple, the cowl of her Sith robe concealed her ivory, chalk white skin and blonde, long hair. All that could be seen were her pale lips and nose. Her hands were tucked into her sleeves, which were crossed across her chest. She was waiting for [member="Odium"] to arrive, a new cadet for her regime. Another individual to raise as a Sith Marauder or die trying, for him at least.

 

[Darth Odium]

[member="Darth Ayra"]

Odium walked swiftly through the sith temple the bones of his mother and father clacking lightly as he moved to begin his training. His black eyes were unblinking as he walked into the room he had been ordered to. He would become a Sith Marauder and he would become powerful and he would see tje galaxy bow before the Sith once more. He cpuld feel the darkside and its embrace as he entered and took a knee bofore the Sith Knight. The mute Sith reached out with his mind and spoke the only way he could.

<<I am here for training Master.>> he said as he kept his eyes on the ground and focused on the hatred in his heart.

 

[Darth Ayra]

Ayra lifted her hands to the cowl of her Sith robe and lowered it from her head to reveal her ivory, chalk white skin, yellow, sulfuric coloured eyes and the dark flamed tattoo that rose up from her chest to the left corner of her eye. "I am now your Master," she replied to [member="Odium"] "My name is Darth Ayra. For this point on wards, you will address me as sir. Follow me."

She turned away from [member="Odium"] and went back into the Sith Temple. Leading the way through the hallways, she came to a stop in a room that had a table, four chairs and several bookcases, which held books that looked like they hadn't been read in years. She selected a chair and pulled it, placing it center to the room. Lowering herself into it, she clicked her fingers in a gesture for him to stand where she had clicked at and placed her hand into her robe, pulling out a datapad. Unfolding the device in her palm, she took out the holographic pen clipped to it's side and looked up.

"Your name? Age? Sex? Species? Homeworld? Do you have any military experience?"

 

[Darth Odium]

[member="Darth Ayra"]

The Nautolan listened as he regarded the chalk-white woman with his large black eyes. His head tresses twitched and moved slightly as she spoke. She informed him of how to address her and ordered him to follow. Which he of course did.

<Sir.> was his response and he moved to walk exactly 5 paces behind her.

She took him to a room for study it seemed and he watched as she took her place on a chair with an almost regal manner. She was in command there was no question. Her wordas were orders and he wpuld obey them. He moved to the spot indicated and stood silently until ordered to speak.

<Odium, 28, male, Nautolan, Glee Anslem, and No Sir.> came his telepathic reply.

 

[Darth Ayra]

Ayra's hand scrolled across the datapad, writing down what [member="Odium"] said in response to her questions. When she was finished, her holo pen was clipped back onto the side of the device and pocketed into her robes. Then her arms folded across her chest as she began to talk again.

"I run a training program called the Sith Marauder training regime. It teaches and trains people like yourself into Sith Marauders. I want the individuals that graduate the regime to become the antithesis to the Jedi Order. My end objective is to accumulate an army of Sith Marauders that will destroy the Jedi."

Ayra paused for a moment, taking the time to think. She then began to circle around [member="Odium"], letting her arms fall to the side as she talked. "The regime consists of fifteen phases and each phase has three steps and a test. Each phase will cover an essential topic that will turn you into a Sith Marauder. When you pass the test at the end of the phase, you will move onto the next one. Pass all fifteen and you will received a tattoo, just like mine, on your face; and choice of the front or back of your arms or legs. Each step in a phase will help you learn the topic and pass the test."

She stepped behind the boy, his back to her. Ayra was inches from him now. Leaning her head to his ear, she began to whisper into it slowly. "If you do not pass a test in a phase, you lose a chance. If you act inappropriately, you lose a chance. If don't do anything I say, you lose a chance. You only get three chances at the start of the regime. Nothing you do will gain you additional chances and if you lose one, you can't get it back. Three chances are all you get and if you lose all three chances, you will be thrown off the regime. For every chance lost, you will be punished; and the severity of those punishments will increase the more you lose."

Ayra leaned off [member="Odium"], walking around him and back to her original position. Turning back around to face the boy, she said. "I run this regime like a military regime. This is to install military acumen into your training; and give you a doctrine to adopt and follow. You will call me sir every time I address you. You will never interrupt me and you'll never step out of line."

Leaning her head to the left, she then said. "If you understand all of this, then I only have one more question to ask you. Are you a selfish person, [member="Odium"]?"