JUDGEMENT
The Personal Star Destroyer of Kära Vi'dreya
@[member="Kära Vi'dreya"]
She had to run. There was no escape. The child was driving her crazy.
The times of pregnancy had been kind of bearable, but now that the little girl had been given birth to, Malificete's life was impossible. It looked like the kid had a natural ability to make her mother feel as bad as possible. It drove her mad. She had to run.
Her husband had come home and now she was able to run away from Lilin. She was able to go wherever she wants to go. Nothing limited her. Nothing. She had to run.
The only place she wanted to be was strangely... near her former Master Kära Vi'dreya. She was a noble Sith Lady, a powerful Force-user. Now that she was no longer a simple Acolyte, she finally understood how good her teachings were. A person shouldn't show weakness. Only the strong can advance and become something more than just low-class Apprentices, that's what she had come to understand. She was thankful. She had to run.
The times she had spent in hyperspace, trying to find the Judgement, had been kind of boring, yet so... interesting. She had been so afraid, that maybe somebody will try to stop her from fleeing, that maybe somebody wants to bring her back to her family. There was no escape. She had to run.
Studying was one of Malificete's favourite activities, so she brought some old scrolls which contained historically important facts with her, but there was no real use of them. She was too suspicious to read anything. She had to run.
After having told Lady Vi'dreya, that she'll come, and arriving at the Judgement, she left her small ship. The size of her Master's destroyer was remarkable. Everything there was. Waiting for the Sith woman, she stood there, partially afraid of seeing the cruel Lady again, yet waiting her arrival with such enthusiasm.
Her red dress was a bit crumpled on her and her red heels weren't as beautiful as they had been when she bought them, but it didn't matter to her. If it did for her Master, however, she had some more clothes with her, and they looked a bit better.
This time, the belt she had wasn't placed beneath the dress, but on it. It held the typical lightsaber which Malificete had, having a purple blade and a beautiful hilt. And of course, there was the huge saber Vi'dreya had told her to get rid of because of its size, but... she just couldn't. It had been a gift. She couldn't throw it away, no matter how bad it was.
And of course there was Fölges. It had been her best friend for so many months while she was in desolation on Tund.
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[Requesting training of Makashi and Telepathy. The order, way or place in which they are taught doesn't matter. You have my permission to punish Malificete, if needed.]
The Personal Star Destroyer of Kära Vi'dreya
@[member="Kära Vi'dreya"]
She had to run. There was no escape. The child was driving her crazy.
The times of pregnancy had been kind of bearable, but now that the little girl had been given birth to, Malificete's life was impossible. It looked like the kid had a natural ability to make her mother feel as bad as possible. It drove her mad. She had to run.
Her husband had come home and now she was able to run away from Lilin. She was able to go wherever she wants to go. Nothing limited her. Nothing. She had to run.
The only place she wanted to be was strangely... near her former Master Kära Vi'dreya. She was a noble Sith Lady, a powerful Force-user. Now that she was no longer a simple Acolyte, she finally understood how good her teachings were. A person shouldn't show weakness. Only the strong can advance and become something more than just low-class Apprentices, that's what she had come to understand. She was thankful. She had to run.
The times she had spent in hyperspace, trying to find the Judgement, had been kind of boring, yet so... interesting. She had been so afraid, that maybe somebody will try to stop her from fleeing, that maybe somebody wants to bring her back to her family. There was no escape. She had to run.
Studying was one of Malificete's favourite activities, so she brought some old scrolls which contained historically important facts with her, but there was no real use of them. She was too suspicious to read anything. She had to run.
After having told Lady Vi'dreya, that she'll come, and arriving at the Judgement, she left her small ship. The size of her Master's destroyer was remarkable. Everything there was. Waiting for the Sith woman, she stood there, partially afraid of seeing the cruel Lady again, yet waiting her arrival with such enthusiasm.
Her red dress was a bit crumpled on her and her red heels weren't as beautiful as they had been when she bought them, but it didn't matter to her. If it did for her Master, however, she had some more clothes with her, and they looked a bit better.
This time, the belt she had wasn't placed beneath the dress, but on it. It held the typical lightsaber which Malificete had, having a purple blade and a beautiful hilt. And of course, there was the huge saber Vi'dreya had told her to get rid of because of its size, but... she just couldn't. It had been a gift. She couldn't throw it away, no matter how bad it was.
And of course there was Fölges. It had been her best friend for so many months while she was in desolation on Tund.
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[Requesting training of Makashi and Telepathy. The order, way or place in which they are taught doesn't matter. You have my permission to punish Malificete, if needed.]