Black Tomorrow (PM for Invite)

[Seras Goto]

Location: Unknown Regions Fallow System Edge

She gave a mechanical hiss of laughter while looking upon it all, Seras was looking at the view screen as she sat in her seat while she tapped a pen on the desk. Her mask was over her face and she had designs for a new research equipment for her work at Al-Khali's base and beyond. She was mostly interested in what could be learned from the sickness and species here in the system. They couldn't control it or use it but containing it was the next best thing.

She had well come out here because [member="Taeli Rae"] was having a hard on for her work. She couldn't blame the girl she was trying to stand against a tide of darker things then just the sith. The biggest problem was she didn't know what Seras had at her disposal which would prove the jedi's downfall... Something she was severely underestimating with the doctor while one of the Kree ships was docked with her ship. That was the other reason they were out here.... To see to The Rae class's construction.

She was working on that to be a cradle of power for her prison ships, the brig to hold a great many captured she could experiment on. The large station and ship being made were what was important to everything. Her work with the sickness showing in datastreams and reports that were coming in as well as test data from the outpost station on infection rate and time it took as well as what different types of exposure did. She looked at the design for the station.

There were other things she was liking the sight of, there was the cartridges she was working on developing and weaponizing for use on worlds but those would only go so far. There was the prisoners she could think about releasing on worlds that would allow it to tear themselves apart and become of the greater whole. She wanted the sickness to spread across a world like wildfire and remove the illusions of freedom and hope. She wanted to give Taeli despair like she would never know now.

There were others of course who were coming hopefully, ones who would add to the uniqueness of the plan, ones who would build it up into something amazing. The mechanical laugh she gave standing up and walking to the doors while the Sith corp that were here with her worked hard on their assignments. She had the more advanced and specialized Hollows who were working on something else in trying to inoculate against the sickness.

[member="Darth Raven"] [member="Darth Venefica"] [member="Sitara Qin"]

 

[Via Dolorosa]

For a Sith, especially one of her rank, she hated the enslavement of species. Conquered worlds had seen an influx of captured beings sent off to work in labour camps, a fancy term for slave camps really, that seemed to tug at her mind. She believed there were far better ways to handle the countless prisoners that seemed to overpopulate the camps but that was not her problem to seek solutions for. Instead, it was the criminals, documented and had shown their true nature, that appealed to the Sith Lady. In her eyes and those of her peers, their life was already forfeited. However, their pending deaths still held some purpose. All beings served a purpose.​

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She had smiled internally when they thanked her for rescuing them from the executioner's hand. But their saviour was a wolf in sheep's clothing. She spared them from death only to hand them over to a fate worse than death. The Order needed test subjects and the criminals would more than suffice. One particular Sith Knight was conducting research of a more bizarre nature, but it was a research the Sith Lady herself wished to see played out. The lives of the criminals would serve a purpose. Perhaps it was inhumane for one being to test on another, but every species was tested upon. People would protest what they were doing but these same people also sported certain perfumes that were tested on animals. Hypocrites!​

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"Captain Moxil," the Dagobah Sith said. "Alert the station that a fresh batch of subjects will be arriving in 10 minutes."​

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The newly apponited Captain of Meshuga nodded his head then rifled off the orders to the Com Officer. Darth Venefica was eager to see the results of the tests since in her absence. Criminals....they had their purpose.​

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[member="Seras Goto"] l [member="Darth Raven"] l [member="Sitara Qin"]​

 

[Sitara Qin]

The was something oddly satisfying about research.

The ship she was hitching on tore through the darkness of space. Stars lingered around the small ship, and the captain was oblivious as to why he was driving her there. Call it charms, call it the force; a woman without her own ship needed someone to drive her around. Whether it be some random guy with a piss-poor ship or a hottie with a whole crew. Sitara had to make due somehow.

They would be heading towards the station. Being invited to participate in something like this was new for the young girl. She was, compared to most, a little inexperienced but she showed a lot of potential. Heck, there weren’t many alcolites like her who even got this far. However, she did like to impress those who saw promise in her. She had a funny way of showing it, but hey, this was why she was Sith and not Jedi right?

Her hands leaned against the cold metal of the ship. It was a tiny thing that delivered cargo from one place to the other. The person who drove it was, well, in lack of better words: a total pushover. Sitara didn’t have to do any special mind tricks in order to even get him to do this little favour for her. She simply smiled and patted his shoulder a little bit. Heck, sitting here right now made her want to laugh.

Still, as the ship pierced through the dark skies and headed towards the station, Sitara couldn’t help but feel intimidated and excited at the same time. It was all part of being a young little Sithling after all. There was constant excitement in everything that was thrown at her and sometimes she couldn’t get a piece of mind. Her lips curled into a smile.

“I think we’re almost here, captain.”

| [member="Seras Goto"] | [member="Darth Venefica"] | [member="Darth Raven"] |

 

[Zion Mirtis]

The one thing that all Sith needed was power. Be it through the Force, or through the sheer numbers they commanded, or how well they fought with a lightsaber, or even just by how much money they had. Sith needed power, some wanting it more than others. But power came in many shape and forms. And upon seeing it as the ship came closer to the station, having ridden along with both Master [member="Darth Venefica"] and Acolyte [member="Sitara Qin"] , Darth Raven could already see the powerful potential of the new construct created by [member="Seras Goto"] and loved it.​

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The idea of having a medical station that could also serve for experimental purposes was an interesting step to take for the Sith themselves. Plenty to be gained with the new Sith Corp of doctor and scientists. That was why Darth Raven was so interested to see it through along with the others. There was so much to be gained from what could be unlocked from this station's new equipment and staff. She didn't show it, keeping a more professional tone and mannerism in front of the other sith, but she was almost as excited as a schoolgirl.​

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As the ship came closer she stood close to where Sitara Qin was, looking out and admiring the view as she was. She glanced back as Darth Venefica had reminded the captain to let them know of more test subjects. Darth Raven wasn't opposed to the use of criminals as test subjects; if anything she felt they were ideal for live experiments because of their status. Now it was time to see what fruits had been labored on this new station, and what new seeds could be planted.​

 

[Seras Goto]

[member="Sitara Qin"] [member="Darth Raven"] [member="Darth Venefica"] [member="Saiah"] [member="Shuduc Macar"] [member="Kitty"] [member="Chashmona"] [member="Melori Raaf"]

There were others here bringing blood bags with surprises inside as she walked and the medical ship docked with part of the station. Modules and section already built so they could have some things working. She was mostly interested in her lab and office while taking stock of the others. Not a common sight to be letting herself be seen with other sith even here in secret. She tapped a finger on a screen now while engineers were working in the hallways and she looked out the viewport to space, she was actually curious of what they knew how to do while she waited for them. "Get them to dock and come aboard we have some of the room finished and we can work on the rest."

She was setting up the small area and while filled with boxes of tools and equipment there was still a table she could slide a datapad on the table showing the data they had from the labs and work. She ad dropped prisoners from all over sith space on a world with zombies and seen who and how they were infected. There were some who seemed to have a natural immunity initially but that was overcame with bites and infection rates. She wasn't like these sith with their codes or ideals more she enjoyed just wiping out entire groups of inferiors while looking at some of the things she had done with the camps. She doubted the sith coming knew what she really did.

There was the fun of it though while she stood ready to greet them and the ones who were coming in. She had some of her researchers working while there was a couple of them that moved around looking over some more readouts. Mostly prisoners who were coming to her and she started dividing them up into smaller groups to manage experimentation. "Sinethea... ensure the others have plenty in way of space to work with. This is going to be a station built for others to use as well as our own... We don't want to make it uncomfortable." She gave another small mechanical laugh while removing her shawl and popping her neck while the exposed and burned sections of her head peeked out behind black curls.

 

[Via Dolorosa]

The space station felt like death's hunting grounds. Through the Force she could sense the loss of life lingering about and not only that, she sensed the most primal of all feelings. Fear! She flickered her tongue out as if she could actually taste it, masticate it, and finally ingest it. Fear was her ally. The Sith Lady was unsure of what manners of experiments took place and in truth, she didn't care. Everyone had their own obsessions, desires, and fetishes. She was not her to judge or reprimand, or even add unasked for suggestions or opinions. If the good Doctor wanted her opinion she would gladly give it. This station was the Doctor's haunting ground.​

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Her black and red flecked eyes watched as the last of their cargo was ushered away, and smiled when some broke down and began to cry or plea for their lives. She despised such weakness in others. Whatever their destiny was here, each and everyone of them deserved their fate. ​

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"I am quite eager to see what the good Doctor has achieved here," she said to her companions.​

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The group was led to the main labs where the Doctor was waiting for them. ​

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"This station is quite impressive, Doctor," Darth Venefica commented. "Quite impressive indeed."​

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[member="Seras Goto"] l [member="Darth Raven"] l [member="Sitara Qin"]​

 

[H3xle]

[member="Sitara Qin"] [member="Darth Raven"] [member="Darth Venefica"] [member="Saiah"] [member="Shuduc Macar"] [member="Kitty"] [member="Chashmona"] [member="Melori Raaf"]


Alyssa, who actually deigned to use her name among the Sisterhood instead of the appellation Dark Thorn, watched from the back of the bridge as their ship approached the station. A slight, wicked smile broke onto her lips as she felt the growing dominion of the dark side. The ship had been a small island in the void of dark energies, the prisoners they carried emanating the full spectrum of dark emotions, fear, anger, hatred...and at least one of them felt lust. That one better wish Alyssa didn't find them, they would never lust for anything after.

Alyssa wore her form fitting armorweave body suit, which allowed her a full range of motion while offering a small amount of protection, as well as a pair of assassins bracers and a blaster pistol holstered into the small of her back. Soon, she would craft her lightsaber and add another weapon to her arsenal, she being one of the acolytes who believed that nothing could truly be hers unless she procured it herself. Lightsabers held a significant influence among force users, and so Alyssa would never carry one that she did not either craft on her own or take from a mark she had ended.

Alyssa felt a tremor of trepidation rise up from below. Someone among the crew must have told the assembled criminals that they were soon to reach their destination. The fear and anger rose, the hatred stayed steady. The one signature of lust in the bay holding the prisoners also spiked. Someone else was enjoying the waves of dark emotions. Someone who should be experiencing those emotions themselves...

 

[Zen Phoenix]

Chashmona, the youngest of the newly made branch of the One Sith, the Sisterhood or also called the Dark Thorn. She was taken in by the Sith not of her personality but of her age. Her personality was at that age where she would rather hide behind other people and where she was all cute and hugable. A perfect age to start molding a new acolyte into a fierce fighter. She was not a real asset for the Sith, maybe to feed fear off, but nothing like a soldier. She was forcefully taken away from her parents, right after her class so the troopers didn't get a headache.

The moment she appeared with the ship to the new location where most of the sisters were currently located, she was forced to go out of the ship. She was light grabbed a hold on her wrist and brought to the corner. "Sit there, brat and stay." The trooper said, as the male troopers were maybe a bit out of their place. The pilot was a female for a reason. "That's not kind" She said, after that wrapping herself up and hugging her own teddy wookie bear. She didn't instantly seek making contact with the other members of the faction. "Teddy, you will protect me right?" She asked carefully, whispering very soft.

[member="Alyssa"]
[member="Sitara Qin"]
[member="Darth Raven"]
[member="Darth Venefica"]
[member="Saiah"]
[member="Shuduc Macar"]
[member="Kitty"]
@Chashmona (me)
[member="Melori Raaf"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

Upon exiting with the other sisters Darth Raven had her first real look at the good doctor [member="Seras Goto"] in person. Seeing the odd attire, which wasn't that odd for a Sith, and the burnt skin had only had her perk an eyebrow. Obviously there was a story behind the scar but, if anything, she thought she looked more intimidating with the mask on. Either way she was a beauty as both a woman and a Sith. As she looked about she noticed all the Sith Corp doctors and surgeons, all fitting into the usual motif of the Sith's design. The entire place practically oozed 'Sith'. It almost seemed a home away from home.​

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This was also the chance for Raven to better see some of the other members, aside from the great [member="Darth Venefica"] and [member="Sitara Qin"] she'd already seen and met. Now there were two girls, one far younger than the other. Her yellow eyes glanced to both of them as she remained silent, noting the youngest girl first and how she must have had great power and/or promise to be allowed within the sisterhood. The older girl had a more unique presence that Raven had admired. She almost looked the type to want to set herself as an example. After that she turned her attention back to what the Sith ladies spoke of.​

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[member="Chashmona"] [member="Alyssa"]​

 

[Shuduc Macar]

She stood silently for now examining the place and members as if trying to ascertain something, granted it'd be hard to tell by anything but body language as her face still remained hidden behind her blank mask. As she looked around she saw her master Venefica but she knew none of the others currently gathered. Then she saw the child, the tiny thing made her wonder how she got here. For now she walked slowly toward Venefica offering a nod of respect but for now remained silent her robes clung to her form her twin paired sabers on either hip. The one benefit of the sith was she could hide what she was usually under the mask unless somebody took it off. Many sith wore them to hide scars or deformities. She...wore it to hide the old self she tried now to leave behind. This new sisterhood was interesting but where it all would lead was a question. For now she debated mingling with those here or perhaps not the sith were not always chatty types.

[member="Darth Raven"] [member="Chashmona"] @Alyssa [member="Darth Venefica"] [member="Seras Goto"] [member="Sitara Qin"]

 

[H3xle]

Alyssa stepped from the airlock joining the makeshift prison barge she had arrived on and looked around. She saw others who she assumed to be part of the Covenant, she had yet to meet anyone. She received a mysterious invitation to the covenant at the facility she had been training at. The message was simple, gather some prisoners and meet at this location in space. When the station became the apparent destination, Alyssa had the pilot maneuver close and dock with it. Now the prisoners she had rounded up and added to the others on her particular ship were waiting to be debarked.

Alyssa turned in a slow circle, her eyes closing in mute ecstasy as she relished the ebon hearted feel of the station. Much suffering and anger took place on this station, giving it a definable aura to those who could feel the force. It was a glorious feeling. Once her circle was complete, Alyssa decided she should get on with meeting some of the other Sisters. She noticed [member="Darth Raven"] standing off a ways and walked over to her. She noticed the strong aura around the Sith Knight, instantly recognizing someone of higher rank, so she bowed as she stopped nearby.

"Greetings Dark Sister, I am Alyssa. Where should I send my prisoners?" Her tone was smooth, professional and respectful.

 

[Zion Mirtis]

The first one to officially approach her. Quite the bold move for a lone apprentice in a room full of strangers; some very powerful ones at that. When [member="Alyssa"] had come over to her asking about where to send the prisoners Darth Raven shrugged and suggested "You'd best take it up with one of the men. Or even [member="Seras Goto"] herself. I'm just as such a stranger here as you are, my dear." After that she overlooked the girl, getting a sense of who she was and what sort of power she had. Her yellow eyes beamed as they examined her before she asked "Are you were with your master, miss...?"​

 

[H3xle]

At the mention of taking up the topic of her prisoners with the men around, a small crack in Alyssa's professional demeanor showed. A mix of fear, anger and hatred colored her face for the barest instant before calming over again. Her aura in the force was a slightly different story. The fear was aged, likely something from her past. The anger was a mixture, aged anger and fresh anger were tangible, as if she were constantly focusing the anger. The hatred was ever present. When the moment passed and her aura calmed, Alyssa replied to [member="Darth Raven"].

"I am presently lacking a Mistress. My name is Alyssa, though some call me Dark Thorn."

 

[Sitara Qin]

At first, Sitara wasn’t quite sure of what to expect. Indeed the place reeked of death and disease. There were several others in the group here; some were very familiar faces while others were new to her. Her presence was made known as she entered with them, her dark locks bouncing behind her as she moved along. Her eyes focused on the various apparatus and her fingers wished to trail the translucent glass.

Her eyes wondered to see a little girl. She remembered when she was that young, though she wasn’t exactly certain this was a place for children. She had no right to judge, she was pretty young when she left home to join the Sith after all. Of course [member="Darth Raven"] was here, and a few other famous faces she hadn’t had the pleasure of meeting.

The doctor looked busy, though her work was rather impressive. Sitara was excited for everything to come alive. She was the excited for the final outcome of everything the woman was working on. Ah. Was she the only one who didn’t bring a present?

“I suppose I should’ve brought prisoners too.” Indeed, the ultimate housewarming gift.

| [member="Alyssa"] | [member="Darth Raven"] | [member="Darth Venefica"] | [member="Saiah"] | [member="Shuduc Macar"] | [member="Kitty"] | [member="Chashmona"] | [member="Melori Raaf"] |

 

[Seras Goto]

[member="Sitara Qin"] [member="Alyssa"] [member="Darth Raven"] [member="Shuduc Macar"] [member="Chashmona"] [member="Darth Venefica"]

Seras turned her attention towards them more and more as they arrived. The mechanical breathing coming out while she looked over the ones who were there, she noticed the little girl who was standing there with a smirk under her mask. Few could see her fangs gleaming from under the scarred mouth while she moved forward looking with yellow eyes at the others. They were each bringing prisoners to the station as it was being built and oh the plans they could come up with while they were moving plotting and testing equipment on the different creatures or people.

She stopped only to look at the little girl clutching her toy while she crouched down and spoke. "How adorable, you brought something to play with we can cut open." She stood up and kept walking around only looking at the others to get a gauge on them. She wasn't known for her force skill but for what she could do with the prisoners under her care as she continued to look out the viewport at the station being built. The large ship getting constructed with them while she started speaking. "We all know why we are gathered here, sisters with a common cause as it were."

Another small laugh at the idea of them being sisters or friends.. she didn't have that there were pieces and everything else in the game of well everything. It made things interesting at least while she sat at the table and motioned for the other seats. "Not all the systems are working but basics are on, we have rooms ready for each of you to build and fill in. State of the art labs being created and most important. A chance to honor someone... Well honor for us, for them this might be a curse we force upon them. Knowing their name will be attached to what comes out of here."

She wasn't without her own form of sadism and malice... or well she wasn't one to turn down a chance at some humor. It wasn't often you got to name something and there were power in names. People placed emphasis on them, placed value, placed their sanity on a name. Tallia had placed her sanity on the names of jedi who were coming to save her and they had failed. Never finding her and the girl had gone made... Slaughtering her own padawans captured on Coruscant and then babbling in the cold streets while Seras had watched. "The first step is knowing what we have."

She brought up a screen leading the way with more of the station displayed. "We have a biological containment lab being used to research the planets in the system. Each controlled by something far more dangerous then even the sith, many have tried to contorl it and that is impossible... but taking some of the treasure ships, the ancient war machines from species to countless to name and using their unique parts. Gree navigation computers, Xim's treasure barges with countless riches, Imperial ships with furnaces and other dangerous things aboards." She had a small laugh now.

"We have an alchemy lab for the more sinister who want to create monsters instead of just viruses or plagues. There is a machine shop and area if you want to in case some of your more disloyal or one who displeases you." She held the grin and looked at the child for a moment. "There is also a medical area you can keep people alive for months under the right conditions while still on the edge fo death. I have added many of the parts from the prison ships to dispose and use the prisoners. We can begin testing new biological weapons on them. I find the children respond best for initial tests."

 

[Via Dolorosa]

As the masked woman spoke, Darth Venefica took up position by claiming one of the empty seats for herself. She listened as the woman spoke while her eyes kept looking at the screen. There was much to be accomplished here, and much suffering to be born for their enemies to endure. Unfortunately for her, alchemy was something that was just out of her grasp but she was young and had time on her side to learn. What piqued her more than anything was creating viruses and biological terrors to unleash on the galaxy. She didn't hate the galaxy, just the weakness that plagued it. ​

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So now, as her mind toyed with several possibilities, she had a new purpose. She had mastered the controlling of other's minds but now she will learn to infect them with more deadlier applications. She would seek out to understand Alchemy and for just kicks, learn to give life to viruses. She found that she was even more impressed now than she was before. Then her thoughts turned to the prisoners she had brought along. Test subjects. Darth Venefica grasped the concept that she would fail more often than succeeding; but there were plenty of weak lives to waste until she perfected her new art.​

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Children she thought. Yes, even children could be tested upon. Most of the children she had seen on the prison barges were birthed by criminal parents, and though she was no expert on the matter; genes were always passed from parent to child. Even the wicked ones. Plus the galaxy was filled with orphans sucking the teets of society and giving nothing back in return. Her morals, what was left of them, died in this room. If weaker lives were created to give the strong a perfect galaxy to live in, regardless of how many people they had to kill to achieve this was fine by her.​

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She touched a small wrist datapad on her wrist, typing in orders to her own personal droid and the few personal guardsmen she brought along with her. Their orders were simple, round up no less than twenty prisoners of all ages and genders and relocate them to one of the labs she intended to use. If she planned to perfect her new hobby, then there was no time to waste.​

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"I believe Doctor that what you have assembled here is perfection." ​

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[member="Seras Goto"] l [member="Sitara Qin"] l [member="Alyssa"] l [member="Darth Raven"] l [member="Shuduc Macar"] l [member="Chashmona"]​

 

[Zion Mirtis]

[member="Alyssa"] the "Black Thorn" had been letting out a strong aura of emotions. Darth Raven could sense it. There was potential to have those emotions turned into power. She smiled at the prospect before [member="Seras Goto"] had spoke up again, Following after [member="Darth Venefica"] Darth Raven took one of the nearby seats. She gestured for Alyssa to take one next to her if she so chose. After that she listened to both of them, hearing the more sadistic side of Seras while she explained the uses and interesting points of the station while hearing Venefica praise the perfection of it.​

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"Indeed." Raven said, following up on her comment. "But I suggest we do everything we can to keep this place protected. Not just on the inside but the outside. Force only knows if a fleet would suddenly come in and try to blow this place to nothing. Any chance we have some proper means of defense if it should come to it?"​

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Raven had always felt there was room to know more, which also meant having more knowledge and therefor be aware of more things. As such she wanted to be aware of the defenses of the station before suggesting if there was need for more. Given the importance of this place to both the Sith and this new Sisterhood that was former it was obviously an essential aspect to carry.​

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[member="Sitara Qin"] [member="Shuduc Macar"] [member="Chashmona"]​

 

[Darth Timoris]

She was late to the party and didn't like the fact. In part the delay was unavoidable as she approached in her Sicarius-class Infiltrator. But in another way she was slightly unsure of her role in all of this. Not that she let it get in the way of assisting, but she tended to prefer simple plans that she could execute alone or in a small group.

She'd met plenty of Sith training but her involvement in Dominions and Invasions had almost entirely been a solo effort. In part because she liked it that way and in another because of her true identity that was still only know by two Sith. To the outside world she was Melori Rae. Until recently that made her the younger sister of a Sith Lady.

Except her sister's absence on Telti and the rumours that had reached her ears suggested that she might as well go by her real name as this false one - given the nature of the gossip. She'd brooded on the journey and make a commitment to find a new Master once this particular mission was over. She'd also reflected on the Seer's words for her back on Tython. When she'd warned her that her sister would betray her. Boy did she misjudge that advice - believing at the time it was the middle sister she had to be wary of.

But she brought her mind back to the here and now. She was no alchemist or sorceror, she was a fighter. But she was sure her skills would be of use somewhere. And as much as she saw no value in mindless violence, there was a natural order in this galaxy. Those unworthy only kept their lives in there was a point to it. Training and research certainly counted as valid reasons for ending pitiful lives.

So she landed and dressed in her simple black robes, she strode to wherever the action was, so she could see where she could best be used.

[member="Darth Venefica"] | [member="Seras Goto"] | [member="Sitara Qin"] | [member="Alyssa"] | [member="Darth Raven"] | [member="Shuduc Macar"] | [member="Chashmona"]

 

[H3xle]

Alyssa slid smoothly into the offered seat next to [member="Darth Raven"], crossed her legs primly at the knee and leaned back into the seat. She leaned on the elbow away from Darth Raven, the arm closest to her up on the back of Alyssa's chair, lounging in a way that claimed the chair and it's space as her own. She listened intently as [member="Seras Goto"] expounded upon her ideas for the station and their prisoners. The guards that had been present started corralling the prisoners off of the various ships and into the stations interior. The emotional aura that surrounded Alyssa wound up again as various memories of her past slipped into her mind. She hadn't been property of the Sith ever, but during her years as a slave she had been sold to a geneticist who had spliced her genetic structure with that of several alien species. It gave her a dark, alluring beauty; speed and agility akin to the peak of humanity, if not better; gills to be unobstructed in water both fresh and salinated; and various other things Alyssa hadn't discovered yet. It was at once the most physically painful and best memories of her childhood. The scientist was interested only in his work, not in her body as so many of her previous masters had been.

Thoughts of previous masters cause a slight smile to light upon her lips as the guards reached the ship she had been on and started to take off her prisoners. The lusty signature among the prisoners just so happened to be one of said former masters. She had caught him personally, rather than going to a prison planet or other correctional facility to ask for voluntolds. She had hated his touch, but she loved that she now had him here and the list of possibiityes that Seras was describing sent thrills of dark pleasure through her body.

She was stirred from her reveries by Darth Raven's question. Silently, she agreed with the Knight. If the external defenses were not seen to, then this installation, with all it's various toys and the prisoners they had brought, could be lost. She turned fully from her day dreaming and listened to see what arrangements were made to see to the protection of the facility.





[member="Darth Venefica"] | [member="Seras Goto"] | [member="Sitara Qin"] | [member="melori raaf"] | [member="Darth Raven"] | [member="Shuduc Macar"] | [member="Chashmona"]

 

[Zen Phoenix]

She remained seated in the corner, hugging her own Wookie teddy bear. This was until Seras Goto was walking around to check up on all sisters. She heard about cutting the bear up together, she held the bear close to her chest and shook her head, "Wookie Chookie is not to cut, its to give hugs and kisses." She had told the Sith knight, before she went off again and the girl just remained seated. She wasn't too interested in speaking with the people. They were all female except for the single guard, but that didn't matter that much.

Not too long after they were speaking about research and using for that matter children. It was maybe not one of the best things to have said that out loud, the girl her eyes widened. and she directly hid under the bench she sat on. "No! You won't do no research on me! No, that's not nice!" She kept on repeating her last line.

[member="Alyssa"] | [member="Darth Venefica"] | [member="Seras Goto"] | [member="Sitara Qin"] | [member="Melori Raaf"] | [member="Darth Raven"] | [member="Shuduc Macar"] | @Chashmona