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Broken and deadly, wild dog absent leash

[member="Stardust Raxis"]

"You have slain a dragon as well, and I, like you, am nobility.... The lowest form of such but nobility nonetheless."

He holstered the curved hilt but ignited the extended hilt. Staring into its burning white blade.

"This one was a green Kyber.. until I bled it as is sith tradition.. it turned crimson, for a moment.. But after pouring in every ounce of hate and anger within me it bled until it lost all color. It was bled as white as snow..."

He shook his head, dispelling the memory of the past that took ahold of him for a moment, extinguishing the blade before sliding the hilt into its holster.
He then opened his mouth to reply, but paused a moment, looking away deep in thought.
After a few moments he looked back to her

"I will accept, for a time, if you can explain to me how neutrality is supposedly stronger than sith or Jedi. The Jedi are weaker than sith as they refuse to embrace their emotions. The Sith are admittedly weak due to their constant infighting for superiority, after the rule of two was broken. But, to me at least, they are both strong as they have a purpose and a code. The Grey and the Neutrality seem to me to be without purpose or structure. It is why, in my belief, 'The grey side' has never surmounted to anything more than a few random rogues drifting from place to place through out the galaxy while the sith and Jedi have both built and torn empires since time began."
 
hah! I dare say we have common ground do we not?

She said and listened to him nodding as she looked to the saber....she never knew a sith could do that honestly it scared her a bit....he held mich anger and she would cure him of it. She listened to him and smirked as she spoke something she said daily to herself

There must be both dark and light. I will do what I must to keep the balance, as the balance is what holds all life. There is no good without evil, but evil must not be allowed to flourish. There is passion, yet peace; serenity, yet emotion; chaos, yet order. I am a wielder of the flame; a champion of balance. I am a guardian of life. I am a Gray Jedi. That my friend is the code of a gray Jedi. We must hold the balance so that neither side has to much or to little....this is our purpose

She said and gave a smile letting it sink in before speaking again.

I will teach you to balance the dark and light how to use your emotions yet not let them take you over

[member="Ignitus Tapesh"]
 
But there is no balance. The dark existed before the light, and can continue to exist without it. The light can not exist without having darkness to illuminate. Yes when the light burns bright the darkness retreats, but the brighter the flame, the darker the shadows. It is why the Sith Empire always returns no matter how badly defeated. It is why they will endure and the Jedi shall fall, may not be this century or the next, but it will come to pass. The galaxy began before the light ever existed, and it would do for the galaxy to see it die before it ends.

Ignitus looked [member="Stardust Raxis"] with an arched brow

"Evil is in the eye of the beholder, is it not? You think me and all Sith evil? Because we embrace feelings such as hate and anger, but also love and lust? Why is it so bad to, on occasion, let your emotions take hold of you? I believe doing so allows you to open doors previously shut.."

His eyes travel over her a moment before leaning forwards and looking deep into hers

"Doing so can also heal you. For instance, when someone hurts yoh deeply, let your sadness take over and turn into anger, let your anger guide you to justice and hurt them back, or kill them so they can ever hurt you again."
 
[member="Ignitus Tapesh"]

She gave a small smirk as she looked at him, she nodded her head to his words before she followed his eyes that went over her...was he suggesting what she thought? That she should let her emotions take her over especially love and lust? Something like that was tempting indeed but...not yet..

mearly a mantra....i do not see all with as evil on fact I've met with who are quite chatty and...well different from most but there's also evil in the Jedi sometimes...for example of heard of a Jedi orbital bombing a city on korriban with civilians still present because a sith might be there...bot sides have their evils and both sides must be balanced

She looked into his eyes, she had to admit he was quite...intelligent however she would've said different minutes ago...still what he suggested was at her mind something she needed to consider

which breeds my anger and more hate like a virus....you have a point ignitus I shall not lie the dark side can heal you bit sometimes it's not a option to simply hurt the other or kill....you must instead use it to strengthen yourself..

Given recent times she reeeeally understood her own words...
 
Give me one example when hurting or killing one who has hurt you is not an option, aside from being out numbered or out gunned.

He asked, her reply genuinely making him curious, making it quite clear violence had been an acceptable response to everything for him up to this point. He would rise as he awaited her answer, moving to the desk beside her before beginning to unlace the ties and clasps that held his armor to him. After a moment he flopped the heavy chest piece and gauntlets down into the desk with a loud *THUD*
After which he would move to return to his seat, giving her a brief glimpse of his heavily scarred back, scars from a whip by the looks of it, then turned and sat, the tattoos he'd received after his rite of passage on Dathomir were barely visible anymore as his chest too was covered in a various assortment of scars and burns.
 
[member="Ignitus Tapesh"]

sometimes mercy is the most painful weapon, say you kill a man and then his son inherits his hate and grows and then attacks you....then he dies and someone else inherits that hate....it breeds and spreads more and more....it's how rebellions start

She said as she watched him hearing the armor thud onto the desk, she raised a brow as she looked the scars over seeing the whip marks...She frowned and looked forward seeing all the scars on him that nearly matched her own...minus the whipping scars

you've seen more them I have in a short time so I can see, then again many sith seem to have more scars then I can count hahaha....some at least

She stood, she lifted her shirt a bit to show a large stab wound then turned showing the exit before setting down again

death can not even take me...a few months ago we were attacked by some droids on my planet a massive invasion led by a unknown rogue ai. The ai managed to stab through me but not before I made his head explode

To demonstrate she pulled a credit out and focused as it suddenly fell to pieces, to show what he could possibly learn
 
These scars are not from my being sith, but rather a disappointment, most of them anyway. A few are from the dragon. But my training was so harsh so that in true battle I would not suffer scar or defeat. My studies of the Sith Lord Tulak Horde have helped me to avoid falling in battle as well.

He replied before pausing a moment and watching the credit chip explode.

Congratulations, you disabled a droid the size of a man. I disabled a computer once too, it's how you came to find me after I exiled myself..."


He cut himself off, unintentionally revealing his shop and his free floating being of his own making. He sighed heavily.

As I have said, I will stay, in peace, and learn what you wish to teach, but I am still Sith, and my Father is the only who holds my loyalty... For now
 
[member="Ignitus Tapesh"]

She listened to him, she nodded her head, she heard stories about how sith training was vicious. So much that even some could die. She took a breath as he liked at her a bit more but...wait what did he say? He destroyed his own ships computer and that's why he is here now...that heavy sigh made her frown and she felt...She wasn't sure for this beast of a sith

if I may, it sound smile your father is the reason for your self exile....when we fought you said a few things that are now adding up

She took a breath and braced herself just in case he lashed out at her

your father never really cared at all...he looked upon you as a weak link....such a fool....he has left such potential....such raw power slip away

She then nodded and stood

I imagine your tired, if you need anything here's a straight comm to me, or well my rooms across from yours

She placed the comm link down and them looked to him

I stick by all the praise I've said, you've potential

She turned and started out
 
No. I am the reason for my exile. I am not a pure blood Arkanian, and thusly am unworthy of being his heir. It is why I am forbidden from allowing other Sith from knowing my heritage. I am only his apprentice, as far as they are concerned.

Yawned loudly before stretching his carved physique to its fullest extent, his joints cracking loudly in the process.

I have not slept since I entered my ship, I am in need of a good rest. However, you should warn your people not to wake me, if they value their limbs. I cannot be held responsible for what happens should they wake me.

He warned, but not in a threatening manner, before stretching out over the bed, his hands resting behind his head as he finally closed his sulphuric orange eyes.

[member="Stardust Raxis"]
 

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