Private Gardens sure are neat

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

She gives him the most satisfying grin ever. She caused the man severe pain. Pain in which she had never dreamed of giving another. And she enjoyed such. As hers trike came true, she giggles and cackles with excitement. For he had shown her how enjoyable it is to maim and harm. As his legs move to wrap around her, Aeizori moves her blade hand, the hilt of the blade this time, to try to strike him at his head and face aiming on hitting him rather hard over there! She then finds his hand moving towards her neck aiming on strangling her! This she cannot allow! Her second hand releases his blade arm, only to grab ahold of the arm against her neck.

At the same time, she feels something striking her. A paralyzing blow. Her body locking up and freezing. Those eyes of hers going to the back of her head from this sudden taze she is receiving. Her hand turning off the blade before being violently ripped off of the man. A shrill escapes her lips, followed by a few pained groans and grunts. More snarls occur as his rage induced influence is still about in her mind.

"R-Rele-e-e-e-e-e-eeeze m-m-m-e!" She managed to say in this garbled mess of snarls. Her arms and legs trying to flail about, but still very stunned by the bolts. "Allow me to e-e-end hi-i-i-s-s-s-s life fo-fo-f-or ha-a-a-ar-arm-m-m-m-m-ing me!"

Completely out of character for what she was moments ago, when speaking to Mariah.

Koto Demascón of House Marr

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Koto was loving it, she had invested herself into the fight, like a hunter should, like a beast should. He managed to get toward her throat, and then, almost at the same time as her, stun bolts hit him. Sure, one stun bolt, in the right situation, he might be able to resist. But apparently Mariah had no intent of letting them keep going at all. He let out another set of grunts as he was hit as well his arms dropping back to the ground. Angered yet again by the denial of death. His own mother, stopping nature like she always seemed to. Leaving the world forged by nature that denied technology to hide away on her karking ship with her karking immortality.

Now he was denied, and so was this furry woman, the success of a good hunt, of a good struggle to live and to kill. His face could not show it, but his anger was just as palpable through the force as Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae 's was in her words.

Mariah however preffered neither of them die, she rushed forwards to try and grab all the weapons of theirs while White would try and pick up Aeizori and lay her down and then pick up Koto and move him a distance away as well. "Get a hold of yourself!" she demanded, it was not a shout but it was a sharp tone at first directed at Aeizori, "That's my son, and stupid as he may be I'd rather keep the both of you alive."

She sent out an alert to get medical staff in quickly, "And you, Koto Demascon, how dare you. You were given another home after you apparently got yourself kicked out of your last one, didn't you? You come at her out of nowhere for no reason. While I'm talking with her. You're lucky I didn't only go to stun you and let her finish you off. By all rights I probably should have. Or just done the sith thing and let it play out after I evened the odds."

She let out a long sigh and stared up at the sky, "Force help me. I just wanted a good chat. I'm sorry Aeizori."

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

Aeizori was quick and easily able to become disarmed. Being shot at several times by a stun weapon tends to do that. Yet, as quickly as those words escaped her lips, the rage in which she was forced to have also seems to fade away. Her angered expressions soon fade turning into that of sorrow and pain. She is also dragged and taken away from her opponent, her flails ending with the rage.

The stunned woman speaks outwards still stuttering in her words. "I-I-I-I d-d-don't kn-kn-know w-w-what c-c-c-c-cam-m-m-m-me o-ov-over m-m-m-me." Her tone, a bit more calm and collective, with a hint of being in pain. "I-I-I j-j-just h-ha-ha-ha-had thi-th-this-s-s-s- f-fe-ef-ef-feeling t-to-to m-maim."

Though now her tails flicker and move around, aiming on covering up her injured leg, hand and bleeding side. Oh these burn marks are going to sting and hurt later. Was the fight worth it? No. No it was not.

But why did she desire to kill that man? Did he do something to her to cause such an urge?

Or was it just primal instinct to defend herself?

As she lays down there, the fox definitely has time to think about this.

Mariah of House Marr

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Mariah groaned sitting down, grimacing at the wounds the both of them had gotten while pressing some more buttons on her gauntlet, her hoverboard soon arriving. Koto didn't bother, he'd done what he'd could. If he kept up he'd just get stunned. "White get him out of here, the medics will be here soon I'm sure. I'll start with Aeizori." she ordered shaking her head and scooching the board over to Aeizori to try and lay her on it so she could move them towards wherever she expected the medics would come from, before picking up her own saber and belting it on again, "Yeah, yeah. Good old Jungle Mind and all that." she mumbled in response to Aeizori's apology. Then again, maybe not technically an apology. Maybe just a statement. Koto was...odd. She never needed to try and sense out what he was feeling, he was always projecting that out.

But oh well, "Didn't mean for that fight to start, that's one of my children. He's from a rather violent place and I think it got too much into his head. Someone I don't really know chanced upon him and released him from carbonite and brought him back here." she tried to explain, "He's a bit insane in my opinion but...he's still my son."

Not a son she knew well. Maybe not even one she'd have even ever seen again. It had already been so long. His own youth had been maintained properly, by carbonite. Hers was maintained by that necklace. While she went through life unaging, youthful in body and mind, he didn't go through life. Not properly anyway. He skipped years. Then Mariah furrowed her brow, "How did you...well...not die?"

The medics soon would start working to patch them up and Mariah directed one of them to where she sent white.

Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

Aeizori gives out a few groans of pain at this. The adrenaline has long past. The body aches and twitches from time to time, mostly due to the stunbolts she had taken. From how she was injured and locked down, the woman would be easily moved and picked up, able to be placed on the board with relative ease. As the pain continues to occur, and the bleeding continues the woman turns her head to look at Mariah. A look of concern and guilt in her eyes.

All she could do was gently nod at the woman's statements. Her mind heavily focused on the pain she has endured. The fight that had occurred and the reason why she struck him back. She could've ended that mans life. She wanted to end that mans life. Why did she? Shet brought her forth to do such a thing? These thoughts roam around in her mind as she laid there.

It wasn't until the question was given that an ear twitched. "W-W-W-Wh-Wh-What d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dooo y-you m-me-mean, b-by that?" She asked in kind.

Mariah of House Marr

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Mariah grimaced at the wounds as the medics went to move her to a proper hover-gurney to look at them. Watching the looks she made, the injuries were certainly not pleasant looking. But they could have been far worse, or could have been somewhere that treatment would have been difficult. For that at least, there was convenience in being in a place like this.

Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae questioned her meaning, and Mariah gave her her a thinking look, "Right...I suppose that was a strange way to word that." she admitted, "Why do you know how to fight like that? That's not exactly a typical servant, or slave, ability set."

Her force sensitivity was, of course, one thing. That could be learned under the right circumstances. Despite often needing a teacher, telekinesis, basic precognition, and a couple other tendencies could actually be learned purely because of lifestyle experiences. But there was more to the fight that she'd just seen than merely having some sense of the force.

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

Aeizori gives out a faint gasp of pain as the Medics move her to the gurney, her tails slowly moving away from her injuries so that the medics can get a proper look at them. Her leg having some severe burns on it, while her side remains bleeding, staining her attire. Luckily the slash at her side isn't that severe, but still would need a proper bandage and well-throughout out care. Her tail that was covering the wound is also slightly covered in blood. Another pained grunt escapes her lips.

"A man taught me how." The stuttering has started to slow down and halt, the tasing effect slowly fading away. "I, I had met them y-years ago. S-Saw my potential, and tr-trained me how to defend myself w-when the times come." The servant responds, another faint grunt. Her eyes wince in pain as the medics start to further examine her injuries. "A-A man I-I truly care for. B-But he w-won't see my love. Ever."

Mariah of House Marr

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Biology was not one of Mariah's specialties. Realistically, this damage, she might be able to help with. But not as efficiently as a proper medic. But she was trying to work on that, to some degree. For her own purposes. It meant she was actually curious what the attributes were of her kind, she was hardly a traditional species like a cathar. She knew those. She didn't even seem to be a felacatian, which was probably for the best. She understood those, when shifted, could be exceedingly dangerous. Not that what Aeizori presented wasn't threatening either.

Her gaze returned to Aeizori's face as she spoke again, Mariah could feel in the back of her mind that Koto was angry with her still and was letting her know. But a childs tantrum was not her interest right now. She instead just nodded as she listened, so Aeizori was trained by someone then, then Mariah raised a brow at her finishing words, "Why not? By situation, or by choice? Or both?"

Given that she chose to work for Malum apparently, Mariah assumed it must be choice. But she couldn't imagine why. It seemed unnecessary to hide something like that. Maybe too embarrassing, in case she was afraid of rejection. Or maybe it was to spare them the pain of having one more person to fear their death, or to try and look after. But still, it felt unnecessary.

Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

No. Aeizori is definitely one of another species. A rare one at that. The tails and ears she bares are of kin of a fox. Perhaps later, when Aeizori is of a better condition she could reveal just what she is. As for now, the injuries don't seem too severe. Easily fixable with medication and rest. And maybe a few stitches from the cut she obtained on her side.

That damn blade. Another soft grunt escapes her lips from such. A wince. She truly is in pain, though the medics, when arrived, are tending to her wounds. Thankfully, they aren't too severe to be moved right at this moment, but later she would have to be taken to the Palace's infirmary. "A little bit of both. For he had eyes for another at the time. As he perished defending his home. My home. Kesh." Of course, the woman is referring to the battle in which took place a very long time ago. "I was there when he perished. I didn't see my King fall, but I felt it. His children felt it. The entire planet felt it."

And the woman begins to shed tears. "And I never got to tell him how I felt."

Mariah of House Marr

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Curious creature. Mariah thought then furrowed her brow at that reaction. It was a bit less personal than she usually was, at least with someone she was talking to. But then, she was an oddity. Maybe that's all the reason for why. Still, at least things could have been worse. She confirmed it was indeed both, because he was interested in someone else. And because he died. Yes, that figured. Probably a great many people died before someone confessed their love to them. She wandered for a moment if there was any who had wished to approach her and hadn't. And if she'd even have wanted them to.

Then furrowed her brow, Kesh. Right, that was a bit ago wasn't it. That was the Byrn'adul that rushed everything like some supersized plague, something Mariah kept herself far the kriff away from. She felt pity for Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae but the statement did ring more questions in her mind as well as to what she was. Mariah was around yes, Mariah also looked young, but she had a reason. The necklace ever present around her neck, the necklace her parents gave her. But what was this girls reason?

Some species lived a long time, but the majority of those passed a certain distinction level, such as wookies, or not mammalian, such as Falleen, who despite looking closer to humans than a wookiee, were more reptilian. Though there was the anzati, but they were a strange and dangerous species. Who had to hide their true nature.

"I'm sorry," she said, forcing herself back into the moment, attempting to give her hand a reassuring squeeze, "The Byrn'Adul were an awful kind of monster. But, if it helps, there are many who do not believe death is the full end. The jedi certainly don't, the sith may, in their own way. But even they understand there exists something beyond this. The ones who study do. Dathomir believe in spirits as well, not just the nightsisters. He may not have been told, but maybe he knows anyway."

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

One of those ears of hers twitched. Another pained grunt as the medics continue to work upon her injured leg, and now the stitching of her side begins. Her eyes close, only to open up moments later. "Those things are a vile creation and deserve to be put down. Every. Last. One." Hatred is heard in her voice. Be it from what they did, or the outcome of that day. Spite was in her voice. A hand balls up into a fist, followed by uncurling to grip onto something as a medic had touched her injuries once more. Another gasp of pain. Maybe they should've given her something to numb the pain first.

After hearing her words, the woman goes silent. Contemplating, thinking perhaps. Or trying her damnest to not give into her pain and scream out. Her eyes shut. Her breathing begins to slow down. To break her silence. She speaks.

"Maybe he didn't want to show..."

Mariah of House Marr

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Mariah hummed a quick agreement about getting rid of the Byrn'adul. They hadn't been an issue in some time now at least. They were such disturbing creatures, everything was organic. Everything was aggressive and destructive and disgusting. They really did remind her of a plague of some kind. HOw else could such be described. Evil or not, they were meant to be destroyed.

She had to admit, Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae 's next words almost hurt her too. If her own parents were indeed force sensitive, why hadn't they? But she stifled that, for the same reason she was going to give Aeizori, "I can't say. But maybe he couldn't. Just because one person can sense another, watch another, or exist somewhere. Doesn't mean they can communicate back to us."

She realized she wasn't really sure where to go from here. They'd gone from a fairly fine discussion...into a fight, a fight that really shouldn't have taken place at all. And one in which she'd actively played a part in stopping a final blow to it. But, still. Maybe it could keep going somewhere.

 

[Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae]

As the stitches occur, the woman whines. The cream they applied to her leg is doing wonders though, the burn mark becoming more and more numb. The pained feeling slowly starting to go away in that leg. The stitches, however, were still rather painful to her. Nothing the fox couldn't handle. After all, she did survive an assault moments ago. At least it wasn't the Byrn'adul who assaulted her.

"Do you think I should try? To speak to him. To reach out to him through the force that binds us together. In some hope to receive an answer?" A faint smile appears on her lips. A tail flickers. A sense of hope filling her body. Of joy and such. "Though to hear his voice again would bring me great joy. To simply listen to him and hold him so." An apprentice missing her master. A servant missing her King.

Though, if Solan Charr was alive to this day. The question lies, would she abandon House Malum, and go back into his awaiting arms?

Mariah of House Marr

 

[Mariah of House Marr]

Mariah raised a brow at the suggestion, that was more complicated. She looked up and away in thought as Aeizori-Mei Kaeirosae spoke. Mariah didn't have the most powerful senses in the force yet, but she still understand what she thought was going on. Or at least, she felt she might. It was such a jedi way to phrase it, it's probably how Mariah would have before she'd joined this group.

But, there were factors to consider. Mariah's thoughts and emotions were guarded. If she said yes, and there was answer, it could lose them an asset. And her a possible friend of course. But it could also turn Aeizori against them, or it could answer something she did not like. It could tell her he never cared, or answer her merely in a way that made her feel small or unloved. Useless, most likely. Without being...molded. But that was not Mariah's intent at this moment. But if she got no answer, there would be only pain, or acceptance. Mariah chewed on her lip scrunching up her face in thought.

The new born sith let out a sigh, "I don't know. You might get him, you might not. You might get something that...pretends to be him. Or something that doesn't bother to hide itself."

Mariah's eyes flickered as a thought occurred to her, she didn't think it would count as manipulation if she was open. Besides, it was a choice. It would also not be immediate. It was a...remedy. Like a spice addict being weaned off something. That seemed logical, right? "What if...well, would it help if you only felt like you heard and saw him? I can't promise you could reach him...but there could be what feels like him."