It started like this.

[Kuru]

It was late into the night on the planet Iridonia which was the home of the Zabrak's and where a Sith Academy was built for Acolytes and Adepts which Kuru had long dreamed being apart of. The two moons of Iridonia shined bright into the canyons and rainforests. The country side of Iridonia was abused by the sun. Cracking the surface of the ground and killing the plant life. It was a dry and very humid land that no one from there could ever adapt to. The heat so unbearable that the skin would blister and people sometimes went insane if they work to hard, But during the night it could go both ways. Some nights would be very cold and chilling which most of the hard working citizens of Iridonia would relax during the night to cool off and enjoy the chilly winds. Than again some other nights would be just the same as the day, however the heat would not be as extreme when the sun is out.

Kuru was one to be away from his village. Long has he waited for this moment to come, tonight was the night that the two moons met and passed over each other like an eclipse. Kuru made a trip to his favorite Canyon where he spent most of his time to read and relax on. He enjoyed the liveliness of this canyon. The rocks were red and there was still plant life alive down in the canyon where a river ran through.

Just before the sun went down Kuru made his way to his Gantlet Fighter, which had been resprayed to be a dark black with two red stripes on the wings, He boarded the ship and sighed as he looked around the base of the ship where he had several books and plates which he used to dine on laying around. After looking at his scattered items across the ship he walked to the cockpit. His bare feet moving along the cold metal floor that relieved him of his long hot day of working in his village. He finally reached the pilot seat, he flicked a few switches and began to hover. He then began to make his way to the canyon.

Once Kuru made it to the canyon it was long into the night. He landed his ship down next to the ridge of the canyon but in a safe distance so it wouldn't tip over. This specific canyon that Kuru had chose which relatively close to the Sith Academy, but it was still a ways down from where he was. Kuru sat in the pilot seat for a moment before getting up and disembarking the ship. He gathered several items that made up to be a few books and a small blade. He walked with patience as he made his way to the ridge. Thinking to himself "Finally after long waiting it is here." making a reference to the moons passing.

Kuru sat there reading and relaxing. He has always been one to enjoy the small things and take advantage of them. Which is exactly what he was doing now. He marked nonsense into the dry dirt with his dagger, just passing the time by.

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[Via Dolorosa]

Two sets of legs dangled inches from the ground, the owners of said legs where clutching at the invisible hands that were slowly squeezing the life from them. Their lungs strained for air, their hearts began to leap and pound madly against their chests. Blackness. Darkness. Death. All three were in attendance to lay claim to them. In hindsight, it was a bad idea to try and rob a Sith. Worse, it was a Sith Lady they had foolishly tried to rob. Now their lives were held in judgment of the odd dressed Sith.​

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"Thieves," she spoke spitting the word out as if it offended her palate. "There is no respect for one that seeks a profession on the backs of others."​

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Clinching both her hands into balled fists, she heard first the sound of breaking neck bones. Then felt the familiar essence of their deaths being projected through the Force. Her eyes moved from left to right, watching the lifeless corpses hovered above the ground. Then boredom set in. With flicks of her wrists, she slammed the bodies to the ground, showing what little respect she had for them in death.​

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Her mood, now riddled with potent anger, had been dictated by the arrival of these two. She had came to her spot to mediate under the full moon but found instead fools. Dead fools now. Her eyes shifted skyward to the bright moon, begging it for a second chance to meditate in peace. All Sith, True Sith, sought time to meditate and cast away the daily tribulations associated with life as a Sith. Balance of one's emotions was key to life and death. Stray to far to one side and it was death. Stray to far to one side and redemption would threaten to creep in. Balance was always key.​

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She sat down on the ground, crossing her legs over one another, and fell into a meditation trance. She was here at the bequest of the Force. The Force had brought her to this moment but the answer to the question of why was still unknown to her.​

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[Kuru]

As the time went by Kuru had already finished the books that he have read over and over again. It became quite boring to him and annoying to him, so he sought out for a new adventure instead of just sitting there. He brought himself to his feet and raised his head to look at the bright moon that shined on the river just below him in the canyon. He stretched his arms out and looked down to the book he had brought out to read. Death into Light, Darkness in Life the book's title stated largely on the cover in Zabraki. He felt like a fool reading the same book again and again feeling he would not accomplish anything by it. He stood for a moment staring at it then he brought his leg back and kicked the book. The book's flapped through the wind and it soared across the canyon until it plummeted to the ground.

After he kicked the book he felt foolish now that he has nothing to read. He shrugs it off and tucks his dagger back in his tunic. After situating himself he began to walk along the ridge of the canyon. He walked for a near half hour before he made his way to two lifeless men on the ground. He looked around for a quick second before he knelled to the ground and began patting the two men down. It wasn't the first he had seen a dead body, nor would it be the last he knew. He wouldn't find nothing on the two dead Zabrak, nor did he find any obvious wounds on them. Which made him curious on how they died, but than again there was a possibility it was from the heat from the day. He stood there for a moment thinking to himself. He looked over the bodies one last time before planting his left knee down and began a prayer for the two deceased Zabrak. Kuru may be a hot head and sometimes seem heartless, but he did care for his kin. He began the traditional prayer in Zabraki.


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[Via Dolorosa]

"Praying for the dead is pointless," she said from her sitting position in the shadows. "Unless of course you have some misguided concept of seeking out revenge against their killer."​

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She lept to her feet, adjusted her robes, and cracked her knuckles. She had already killed once tonight, a truth she had to acknowledge, but she would kill again if fate had decreed it. The bodies of the dead that laid at the feet of the Zabrak meant nothing to her, but it seemed it mean something to him. Inter-species love was a downfall. Also, it would be tragic for such a young hopeful to die because he had a moment of remorse for his fallen brethren.​

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"I killed them...but not without cause. But the cause in why I did it is as dead as those two that lay at your feet. Does it bother you? Do you feel anger? Or do you seek vengeance?"​

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She retrieved her lightsaber and instead of igniting it, dropped it on the ground. Her lightsaber, compared to her knowledge and understanding of the Force, was as useful to her as a sand was to a Tusken Raider. With her left foot, she kicked her weapon over to the male Zabrak, looked at it, then up at him, and nodded.​

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"Well....what's holding you back?"​

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While her question lingered in the air like fog over a lake, she was already three steps ahead of him. She had the knowledge of Darksight, a power that had granted her numerous outcomes of the future. Granted the future was never set in stone but one thing was certain, if one of them was to die tonight; it wouldn't be here.​

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[Kuru]

He raised his head as he heard the woman speak. His orange eyes glazed in the moonlight as he stood up, obviously taller than the woman, he looked down at her before he spoke. He did not know the two Zabrak that had been murdered, but he was still mortified that two of his own species have been killed. It was a tradition to honor the deceased in Kuru's village. Although he did have the chance to attack her he did not take the chance, He was wiser and virtue. "I do not know these two." He said calmly at first. He thought for a moment 'We was taught survival is for the ones with strength.' "You must have me confused for a fool if you want me to retaliate." He says with an concerned voice. He bent over a picked up the lightsaber and began to feel for it. "I forgive you that you killed them." He pauses for a moment before speaking again whilst rubbing his large hand over the lightsaber. "You didn't use this did you?" He asks her while reaching his hand out to return her weapon. 'If she would have killed me should would have done it by now. Ruthless.' He thinks to himself while he has his arm extended out holding her weapon.


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