Private Of Demons & Angels

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:
//: Malachor V //:

Life suddenly began to surge on Malachor V. Transmissions began to communicate with other worlds, summoning them and drawing attention. A young woman stood on one of the ridges on the outskirts of the nearby living establishments. Strangers came and went, figures she didn't recognize. They seemed to be establishing something, creating a base for darkness.

Burnt eyes narrowed into thin slits. How dare they stain another world?

Kito wondered if they would slaughter the people of this world like they had slaughtered her people. She could still hear the screams of her siblings, her parents—everyone she had ever cared about.

The Sith had ravaged her people, enslaving them to fight in their pathetic wars.

She was a shaper, someone who breathed the Force through the elements. Her family had been a prestigious pyromancy family — born with a deep connection to the element. Their connection was almost divine, but no more. None were left, except her, who had been a foolish child chasing a lost pet.

Kito exhaled, flames licking the air she breathed. Her anger was rising, her distaste for the creatures of the night fueling the righteous fury.

It didn't take long; it seemed one had gone on patrol. She had seen the girl with raven hair and pale skin. Even under Malachor's dim light, the raven-haired girl's forbidden beauty seemed carved by the Force itself.

Fingers tightened around the hilt of her blade, feeling the imbued crystal thirst for the blood of the dark creature.

Unfortunately for her blade, Kito had an odd fascination for the girl. She wanted questions answered, and she seemed to be more open to talk than the six-eyed devil she had seen at the girl's side.

A hand reached for the aurodium Oni mask, finding comfort in what was left of her Father's war armor. He was rumored to fight with the ferocity of Agui, the mythical protector of her clan.

She didn't wear it, leaving it attached to her forehead. She wanted the girl to see who her executioner would be. With a leap, Kito began the hunt—each step branding Malachor's surface in crimson fire.

 

[Valaine Valentine]

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Malachor V... What a boring and dull planet Valaine had thought. She'd seen a few now since leaving Jutrand, but this one was the worst. Terrible weather, terrible landscape, and the locals weren't that friendly either.

The young Sangnir trudged along an aimless path, lightly kicking errant stones out of her way as she did. She was meant to be patrolling, meant to be keeping her eyes out for trouble; she was doing anything but. The black robes she wore billowed in the wild and errant breeze of Malachor, always seeming to change the direction it blew in as it did the same to her hair. Now and then the winds would blow her dark hair into her face and she'd take a frustrated moment to brush it aside once more as she staggered back in annoyance.

She was entirely oblivious to Kito's watching gaze as she paused before a pretty nicely shaped stone on the floor and took the moment to try and do a little practicing at least. Her tired gaze sharpened as a hand reached forward towards the stone as she willed the Force to lift it from the rocky floor. The stone was about the size of a palm as it slowly raised off the ground. The pale girl was getting better at it certainly, but her ability with the Force was still far from where an Acolyte's capabilities should be.

It was only when her focus was shaken that the stone abruptly fell back to the ground with a clatter as she tilted her head curiously. She thought that she had sensed something, which was quite unlike her as typically she couldn't sense anything in the Force without trying very hard, but something seemed to ping her attention this time as she lifted her head and turned around to look.

She at first completely had her back to where Kito was coming from however, but soon she'd turn to face her direction if she didn't get to her first...

 

[Kito]

//: Valaine Valentine //:

It was almost a mercy to be putting the girl down. Kito stalked through the Force toward the apprentice, raising a brow as the girl fumbled with her power.

Kito stopped mid-stride, keeping some distance as the girl struggled. How could this be a Sith? Weren't they all-powerful beings of darkness and evil? Kito tilted her head in deep confusion.

Maybe she was led out here by her master, disappointed in the girl's progress.

How sad.

Kito waited as the girl seemed alerted by something. She at least had some sense about her. That excited Kito; perhaps the girl just wasn't skilled in certain aspects of the Force. She took another step, and suddenly the Force cracked around her. Like a bolt of lightning, the shaper shot forward at nearly blinding speed.

She spared the girl's exposed back — a mercy no other hunter would have granted. The kill would have been easy, the lightsaber cutting through the girl's slender pale neck, her head rolling into one of the cracks of Malachor's surface.

One less Sith. One less problem.

Kito stopped moving, and with her last step, a ring of flames scorched the space around them. She wanted to trap the sithling, force them to face their sins.

Standing straight, Kito kept her mask off, eyes burning into the pale flesh of the monstrosity before her. Tilting her head, she saw the flames' light flicker against Valaine's pale skin. A sight she had never seen before, but she only needed to see it once. Kito reminded herself that this was a Sith and to not be tempted.

"Does the Dark Side teach you to fear death?" She asked, her voice even as she took a step forward. Two blades ignited a brilliant orange, their tips dragged against the planet's surface as she began to walk closer. Flames sparked in her tongue as her lips curled into an impish grin.

"Beg if you want. It won't work."

 

[Valaine Valentine]

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Kito would've seen Valaine turn just in time to see her after she gave pause, and the first thing she'd notice is that tired and vacant look on the Sangnir's face; like she hadn't expected anything to happen and was just bored on her patrol. Her grey eyes started to widen at the steady realization just before the ring of flame ignited around them.

The fires seemed to spark some sort of primal fear in the pale girl as her pupils constricted and her body shook suddenly. She instinctively tried to shield herself from the presence of the flames with her arm as she gave a shriek of surprise, and for a moment it appeared as if she was going to rush to the only person in front of her for safety, Kito, at least until her lightsabers ignited which again forced a sudden response from Valaine as she backed away from her in fear.

To say that she was cowed by the flames was an understatement, this wasn't just fear, it was deeper than that, it was trauma and phobia and it showed plainly on the wild look now upon her face.

In desperation she scrambled for the training saber tucked inside her robes, pulling it out with shaken hands as she ignited the relatively weak blade that suddenly speared towards the ground. In her panic the acolyte had ignited her training saber upside down, which only seemed to alarm her more as she swiftly turned it around and then pointed it towards her assailtant.

The tip of the training saber was unsteady, rattled by the hands that held it as her wide tired eyes focused for a moment on Kito, just enough to get a shuddering few words out, "Wh- What are you doing...!?" she asked. Not who she was, not why she was here, simply... Why was she doing this? Such an innocent question given by someone who frankly didn't know any better. She after all had never encountered another force user that wanted her dead, this was her first.

As she awaited a response her gaze kept glancing to the fires around them, flinching at the mere flicker of flame as a bead of sweat dripped down the side of her pale face.