Begone Foul Demons!

[Via Dolorosa]

Since time she was a little girl living alone and as an outcast in a cave hidden deep in the swamps of Dagobah, her mind had begun show signs of instability. First she began talking to herself, then moved onto conversations with objects; even speaking for them. Then came the whispered voices from the cave haunting her when she was awake and haunting her in her dreams. She could not explain this phenomenon nor could she find any evidence in her cave to prove their existence. Until one day when she stumbled upon an amulet with a hand engraved into it with symbols etched into the metal. The moment she picked it up, everything changed.

This beautiful trinket had been infused with the life essence of five previous Sith, four Sith Lords and one Apprentice, all with their own unique personalities and beliefs. At that moment, the voices that whispered to her had now become one with her. They promised to help here find a cure to expel them from her mind, which in the end was only a trick. Now they lived there permanently. Furthermore, her mind continued into downward spiral into the world of madness.

"My lady," the radar technician said grabbing her attention, "The ships with the corresponding signature codes has been picked up. Shall I rely the coordinates to the east landing platform?" So at last her guests had arrived. She was taking a huge risk in dealing with outsiders, especially with a member from The Order of the Grey. However, Darth Venefica did not care about those risks, only the potential of being cured and finally having these voices exorcised from her. To ensure safe passage for her guests, she bribed certain Admirals to look the other way as the ships passed through Sith space. To further show she meant no harm or treachery, she chosen the world of Typhon to be their meeting place.

"Yes...and inform them we will meet them at the platform," she answered the tech then added, "And notify the Nightshade Company they are to protect them at all costs."


[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] ... [member="Hijinks"]

 

[Hijinks]

Jink didn't mind flying the Escher across space like this. It was fun to hear people's reactions over the radio as the flying castle passed them on the hyperlanes. It dropped out of hyperspace only a short distance away from the orbital position he'd specified beforehand. Of course, the Sith who'd contacted him hadn't expected a craft like the Escher to fly in. The air controller certainly was eloquent about expressing the sentiment.

"What in the actual kark are you trying to bring into orbit, there?"

"This, dear man, is my home. Mark it down as whatever you like, but I'm holding my position here. Thank you."

"Karking rich eccentrics just fly whatever now, huh?"

Jink smiled brightly at the man over the holo.

"You forgot to turn off the audio, sir."

The man blanched, and the visual switched off. Jink looked excitedly out the window, and saw another ship passing below him. He smiled, and wagged his tail behind him.

"Oh, my lady Darth... You have no idea what you're getting into."

And he walked down the stairs to his waiting speeder as the castle landed, folding into a building-like form as it went. It touched down in an empty field, silently graceful despite being thousands of years old.

[member="Darth Venefica"] [member='Alexandra Lianne Feanor']

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Hijinks"] [member="Darth Venefica"]


Alexandra leaned back in the seat of the stealth ship she owned and waited until finally she smiled hearing the acceptance of her landing codes. She wasn't as worried as Venefica though, seeing as there is very little that she suspects to happen and was far mor focused on something that interested her beyond all things on this planet. The first was the affliction of the sith lord that called her of course but to be done on a planet in which the force was founded is beyond her expectations... ok maybe not founded but the planet was significant in that it belonged once to a people Alexandra considers herself closely associated to in terms of thought but for now she would have to dash her academic thoughts and focus on her more controlled thinking. "Let us see what this Sith needs..." She stood and pulled her hair back as she made for the ramp, but the woman leaving the ship wore no robes or cloak, her sabers hanging in plain sight as she walked with a brown leather flight jacket and tan trousers with a dark blue shirt on. She would be curious and waiting for the sith or its attendant to show up as she made sure her warstaff, sabers and blaster pistol were secured before pulling a bag with both research and meditation aids so that she could do both if she had time.

 

[Via Dolorosa]

Her bare feet slapped against the floor as she marched toward the landing platform with two of her personal guard only a foot behind her. Her droid, Little Fella, rolled only slightly ahead of her as if he was the grandmaster leading the procession to the meeting. Since rescuing the droid on a space station near Eclipse, she had taken a liking to him. Well, she hopped it was a him or his name might create gender issues for the droid. The doors she saw leading to the landing platform were flanked by more of her personal guard. Their sole responsibility was to protect the guests while they were here. She didn't want it to be known that she was a bad host if some tragedy was to befall them.

"I don't know what you are trying to achieve by all this, girl. But we are not leaving," the voice of Darth Sakoi announced abruptly. She ignored the voice the best she could until the voice of Darth Vemion added, "We are One. We will always be One." We shall see about that, she thought to herself knowing all the voices could read her inner thoughts; and she didn't care. They were more trouble than they were worth, maybe for the exception of Darth Portia. But she had tricked her too.

The double doors slid open with a hushed hiss and she stepped out to greet her guests. When she saw only one of them, she frowned slightly. She had given them her word which was something she held in high regard. "Welcome to Typhon. We are Darth Venefica and we are most pleased that you have arrived. If there is anything...anything at all that you require, please feel free to ask."


[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] ... [member="Hijinks"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Darth Venefica"]

"There is no need to worry about my needs Venefica, you asked me here to aid you did you not. Not the other way around." She smiled and raised a brow as she though over the words before speaking once more to Venefica herself. "Oh, and Venefica, did you say We?" She walked with the woman and thought about the wording, already making a clear thought process in thatif this woman was as she had gathered it was likely that she mean the other personalities understood eachother's existence as one being... but which was the first of them and if she did this would it be worse off for the Sith to aid this woman. What if the original personality is not devoted to the Dark Lord, curious thoughts for further study.

 

[Hijinks]

Jink slipped out of the hidden hangar door of the Escher, driving for several minutes until he could see the two women standing nearby, the curly-haired Sith Lady and the white-haired Grey Lady. The Sith felt as if she had not one mind, but something like five or six. It was a true mental cacophony.

"Well, I am glad to meet all of your personalities, Xhexania. I do regret that the cleansing I've come to inflict... yes, that's definitely the term for it... inflict... on you will be very painful. Possibly moreso than Force Light or whatever similar trick Lady Feanor is planning to use. The Escher will most likely totally destroy all but the consciousness most linked to your body. If that isn't you, Xhexania, I'm afraid there's no way to free you short of killing you and trying to transfer you into a new physical form."

[member="Darth Venefica"] [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]