Red Dawn: Myrkr (Ordo, Anaya)

[Ashin Varanin]

Entering Myrkr's atmosphere was an experiment of sorts. Anaya Fen, brutalized and cuffed, was trapped in a mental maze. He assumed that, when they got about a kilometre from ground, she would snap out of it and her consciousness would return to her Forceless body. Or she could just become a sithy vegetable. No way to know.

The Force went quiet, and as the Azalus flak frigate Contruum settled toward ground, [member="Anaya Fen"] snapped back to reality behind him. Ember touched the comms.

"[member="Ordo"], this is Rekali. We're here. Get your checkbook and some Circe Green."

He'd called ahead. Without ceremony, he swivelled the helm chair of his frigate to examine the cuffed Twi'lek strapped into the captain's chair. The rest of the bridge crew ignored her.

"Welcome to Myrkr, Fen."

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Corridor after corrider, door after door, Anaya moved through the maze. Sometimes the doors would be locked and she would be force to turn back, other times they slid open only to reveal more of the same. Each door that blocked her path added to the pool of rage that she was collecting. Round and round she went, until a door opened and she could see herself. Cuffs still in place, strapped to a chair. On a ship that was not hers. She fled to her body and drew a deep breath as her eyes snapped open, burning a hole in the back of Ember's head, she struggled against the binds, testing them, then gave up and sank back as Ember turned to face her announcing where they were.

She said nothing for a moment, chewing her lower lip as she tried to imagine what monstrosities faced her. Then she forced whatever worry had appeared on face aside and smiled. "Well played, Ember. Almost sith like in your deception."

[member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Ordo"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Anaya Fen"]

"I was raised by Nightsisters. Spent some time as a Dark Jedi, hunting Sith. That was all a long, long time ago, don't get me wrong." Success had made him, if not affable, then at least verbose. "If you want to blame my teachers, blame the Keetael that showed me how to snare nastier predators than myself. Or blame the Fallanassi that showed me how to lie."

He grinned, all tooth, and gestured to the airlock. "Let's go for a walk. Bacta tank with your name on it. I shot you up with a painkiller about half an hour before we hit atmo, but it won't last forever and that rib's a piece of work."

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

"Haven't we got a colourful history." She got up, the smile gone from her face. Her cuffed hands reached up, absently fiddling with the amulet around her neck. It was long dead, its power gone with Moridin who gave it to her. She could have summoned him from the other side of the galaxy, were he still alive. Allies were so few and far between when you made a point of stabbing people in the back, it was only now she realised just how alone she was.

But she wasn't, not truly, her employees were loyal. They would find her, and they would find a way to get her out. "So, you heal me, hand me to the mandalorians where they will undergo the rigorous process of punishing me for the sins of an enemy we share. So much for an enemy of mine enemy is my friend." She waited for him to lead the way, letting her anger simmer quietly. She would keep it to herself, store it up and use it at a later date.

"Myrkr won't hold me for long."
[member="Ember Rekali"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Anaya Fen"]

"I don't care. Not like I have an awful lot to lose anyway."

He led the way out the airlock, relying on 360-degree helmet stuff to keep an eye on her. "Plus [member="Ordo"]'s not the rigorous punishing type, generally. Safest place in the galaxy, Myrkr. Most days."

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Generally.

Most days.

"One day," she said softly "I'm going to put a lightsaber through your eye and out the back of your skull."

She smiled sweetly.

[member="Ember Rekali"]

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Anaya Fen"]

"Lady, you're more than welcome to try. I'll even be sportsmanlike and fight you without my armor, me and my lightsabre against you and yours. Of course, then you'd try your itty-bitty kinetite balls and I'd have to show you what I do. But that's all academic, because your kinetite's as weak as split-focus kinetite usually is, I'm not giving back your lightsaber, and you might be face-down in that ditch over there when 'one day' comes around."

He pulled off his helmet and took a satisfied breath of forest air. "Love this place. Very mellow, apart from the Horde radiation scars over that way."

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

"Ah, see, your making the assumption that I will be sportsmanlike and fight you on even grounds. That would be incredibly stupid of me. I don't do stupid twice in a row."

Not very often anyway. There were some things, some people she just couldn't help but be stupid with. Ember took off his helmet, and Anaya blinked a small smile coming to her face. "I see where Rach gets his good looks from. Or should I say got," She turned her eyes to the forest around them, a sickening sense of dread settling on her, "He's not so pretty now. Too much slug."

[member="Ember Rekali"]

 

[Ordo]

[member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Anaya Fen"]

"Ember'buir!" Ordo said walking out the door holding a data pad in his hand and an Ordo sized mug in the other.

The broad Mandalorian walked closer and eyed the prisoner. She was at least prettier than the last one, sort of. He held out the mug of Ale to Ember and looked at the Datapad. He typed on the 'pad a few times and held it out to his Master.

"Put in where you want the Credits to go and you just got 1, 090,000 credits richer, ner vod." Ordo said as he reached for the Sith woman's arm. "And you my lady are our guest of honor today."

Ordo smiled and waited for Ember to finish before He would take the Sith in for processing. Ordo was going to do this right and then begin the questioning.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Anaya Fen"] [member="Ordo"]

The million creds didn't even register. Nor did the mug, though he took it mechanically, by instinct. For the first time, Anaya Fen had made him seriously reconsider -- but the pay was done.

"Did you just say my son's alive? If this is you jerking my chain, Fen, I'll flay you."

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya let out a low whistle as Ordo stepped into view. She flashed him a sarcastic smile. "Wonderful." she said sarcastically. But her eyes shifted to Ember a sense of satisfaction rolling over her. Perhaps she should have played this card much earlier, but now? Now she just wanted to spite him for spitting her deal back in her face. She took a step towards him and leaned to his ear. "You'll never know for certain."

She stepped back, a cruel smile on her face and looked at Ordo. "So, big boy, do I get a collar? Or are you content to leave me in cuffs?"

[member="Ember Rekali"][member="Ordo"]

 

[Ordo]

[member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Anaya Fen"]

Ordo looked at the Sith woman. Her confident manner, her cruel smile and her tone told Ordo all he needed to know about what he would be dealing with. His black armour was a sharp contrast to her red skin as his hand engulfed her arm. He smiled back his grey-green eyes cold and hard as they met hers. His scar covered face left odd ridges and valleys in his sun tanned skin. The lack of the force didn't faze the Field Marshal in the least. He had killed Sith before with out the force and he wasn't afraid to do it again. He looked her in the eye and raised a scared eyebrow.

"Are you sure you want to push me Dar'jetti?" Ordo said his deep voice taking a bit of an edge.

He began walking toward the facility with his hand tight around her arm. His heavy boots crunching and cracking as he walked toward the door. If she was good she would be spared Ordo's bad side. The beast of a Mando was ready to be good and play nice but that could always change. Like many Mandos Ordo had a long memory, and a short fuse and it could find itself lit really fast.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Anaya Fen"] [member="Ordo"]

He watched them walk away; after a moment, he turned and headed back to the ship, leaving the ale half-drunk. He fit his helmet back on and hit the sensor replay.

"He's not so pretty now. Too much slug."

"He's not so pretty now. Too much slug."

"He's not so pretty now. Too much slug."

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya was not fazed by the threat, it only served to further encourage her attitude. "You know, that word always bothered me. It translates as 'not jedi' but there are a lot of force users in this galaxy that aren't Jedi. Ember for example, he's not a jedi, so by rights he is dar'jetti." She cast a glance over her shoulder "He's certainly capable of thinking like one."

Eyes fell to the hand that engulfed her arm, then up the cold grey-green eyes. "Why do you want me captive? I'm only going to make your life a misery if you keep me here."

[member="Ordo"]

 

[Ordo]

[member="Anaya Fen"]

"Half the Jedi aren't Jedi." Ordo said as the approached the door. "And you don't want to see what an angry Mandlorian rhinks like."

Ordo walked to the door and it opened with a swish as he pushed the woman in ahead of him. He pushed her into a small recieving room and plopped her into a chair as he took his data pad the begin processing.

"I want you captive so I can make sure you're not out there making me miserable." He said finally answering her question before looking her in the eyes. In the light of the bright interior lights she would see tge gravity that filled those cold eyes, "and you have no idea what I'm capable of. Tread lightly, girl."

Ordo pulled a chair over and sat across from he with the data pad and some item to take finger prints and blood. He was in all business mode now.

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

"That," she said softly "is something we can agree on." Then he shoved her through the door. Anaya winced slightly as the pain killers Ember had given her were beginning to wear off. She sat, smirking as yet another warning passed his lips. "Like wise, Ordo." What did he know of her and her capabilities? Nothing, she'd wager but she wanted to get to the bottom of this first. Ember had said she was worth ninety thousand, yet Ordo had paid almost twice that. Why?

She watched him, offering no struggle as he took a blood sample and fingerprints. She leant forward to lure his eye from the datapad and back to her. "I'm not your enemy. I haven't fought your people since Moridin ruled the Empire. I was exiled before they took up arms again and ransacked Keldabe. Making you miserable is the last thing on my mind. My misery making skills were already directed at other sith, even before my exile. So shall we try again with that answer? Why am I here?"

[member="Ordo"]

 

[Ordo]

[member="Anaya Fen"]

Ordo wrapped a hand hard around her wrist and set down his datapad. His grey-green eyes locked on to hers and he let his memories boil in his mind. The memories of his time as a bound trophy in a Sith woman's hideaway and the young red skinned Twi'lek named Fen that had come with hwr master for a visit. He remebered their eyes and their voices as they remarked on him as if he were nothing more than a piece of new furniture or a new pet.

"You're here because 8 years ago their was a Mandalorian hanging by his wrist in the home of Elysian Farfox and he has a long long memory." Ordo said darkly.

He continued to stare into her eyes as he let the words linger. Knowing a Sith she wouldn't even remember but with the Master dead he would settle for the apprentice.

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya stiffened beneath his fingers. Farfox...

She had been young, no more than sixteen. A freshly freed slave, Darth Oman's new pet and apprentice. He had sent her to Elysian to learn things she could not from him. She remebered the man hanging, a slave to Farfox and she remebered the pain, and the desire to do something about it. But she could not, she was but an apprentice. So, she stored her hate away and she had played Farfox's game.

At the cost of the man before her.

Oh Anaya remebered. She remembered very well. To her credit, she did not look away from Ordo, she held his gaze a wave of self loathing washing over her.


"I remember." She said softly her voice slightly hoarse with emotion.

[member="Ordo"]

 

[Ordo]

[member="Anaya Fen"]

Ordo kept his gaze on the woman. He could hear the emotion in her voice and her eye's said she had grasped the gravity of what he had said. To her credit she not only remembered but she held his gaze. She had been young he had seen that much and he had far fewer scars at that point. Farfox had did things to the man that even some of her peers had called excessive but here her sat, alive, strong, and angry and Farfox had died with wide scared eyes while the cold embrace of a crushgaunt removed her from the realm of the living.

Ordo loosened his grip on the woman's arm. He was soft on women it was a flaw he had trouble shaking but with the right stimuli he would do what he had too to get answers.

"So do I." he said keeping his anger in check but only just. He looked down and rechecked his data pad, "Now lets get this over with before I lose my temper."

Ordo let go of her arm completely and pulled a stylus from the data pad and wrote a note.

"Name, age and preferred clothing size." he said not looking at her now.

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

No.

He didn't get to haul up her past and then brush it aside. Anaya's life was full of sin, but her darkest deeds she saved for those she believed deserving of it. She never attacked the weak without reason, only those with power, for there was nothing to gain from fighting the weak. Oh, she had killed many employees, people that had broken her trust and were not in a position to fight back. But they had been deserving. She'd never taken a slave, never had a pet that wasn't free to leave her side.

"So you will punish me for my sins as a child." She ignored his question, her own rage boiling. "For the things I had to do to survive in a world where a wrong look could get you killed, where if you didn't play the games of the masters then you were cast aside. Farfox is long dead, but you will forever punish sith for what one lady did to you?" She shook her head and leant forward.

"You're as bad as the worst of my kin." She spat "Self righteous, believing you are greater than someone like me, but you are not, you are whats lefts a siths plaything. You are nothing."

[member="Ordo"]