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Reunion Trix

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
One. Two. Three times this made it that familiar faces had returned to Circe. This time, it was a creation of hers' - one that went rogue. He - or was it really a he anymore? - was the only one that had left her and never looked back, not even once. That creation was the entity known as Daichi, forged from the thought patterns of the Sith Lord known as Krest and made purely alchemically.

It was time for number three.

[member="Daichi"]
 
It, as it should be called at this point, wasn't really sure why it had gone to see [member="Enigma"] . Perhaps closure? Or was there something deep down within it that was bothering it so. Yes, a missing piece. A secret locked away beyond it's reach. It needed to find the missing link to it's own memories. And it's creator was the only one who could find it. In it's female form it would come to it's creator, it's voice soft and fluent. This was a new form after all. Perhaps to impress? Who can really tell, Daichi itself couldn't.

"Hello, mother." Mother was an adopted name. What else would it call the one who technically gave birth to it?
 
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[member="Daichi"]

"It's been some time." Circe nodded, eying the even more manipulated body of the Sithspawn. "I see you're female now. Surprising. Who altered you further, might I ask?" She paused, thinking a bit more as to why Daichi would be here. "I suppose you have questions about something. You did rush off in a huff before I could explain anything... What would you like to know?"
 
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[member="Daichi"]

She paused, freezing in her tracks. The last thing she wanted to hear was the name 'Krest.' It seemed as though Daichi wanted to learn more about his - her - its mental pattern. Such curiosity did make sense, after all - clones typically did indulge in such things. "Krest was someone I truthfully would rather not talk more about. Nevertheless, if you want to know more about him, ask me a question and I'll do my best to give you the information that matters. Promise."
 
"I don't care for who he was, I want his skills. You know, with a saber. That's all I want to know, mother." She turned her head back to [member="Enigma"] , a frown on her lips. "So don't get all pouty."
 
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[member="Daichi"]

"Fair enough." She nodded, eying the little girl her experiment had become. "Such should be relatively simple for you to unlock. Come with me." She motioned for Daichi to come with her to a room further down the hall.
 
The blue eyes watched [member="Enigma"] for a moment, silent. Easy she says, but is it really so? Daichi frowned for a moment, hesitating to follow the person. But.. Eventually she did. There was much she wanted to unlock, and here was the way to do so. It was sheer curiosity that the female followed. Perhaps there was a new skill she could learn? Or several. Who knows, but soon enough Daichi will.
 
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Circe nodded as she motioned for the facsimile of a Sith Lord to follow her to the room within her complex. Were Daichi's memory perfect, she would likely recollect that this room was the one where she was initially given the memories of Krest, the device that provided such memory implantation still left untouched after its usage there. Circe was ready and eager to get to work, if Daichi wanted to do so.

"Are you ready to proceed?"

[member="Daichi"]
 
[member="Enigma"]

Daichi frowned slowly, looking around the room. It was a faint memory, but she felt.. At home. Odd, but she didn't feel like it was wrong. She moves about the room, looking at everything, small or large, important or not, saving them within her memory almost like a camera. She raised up her voice after a moment, nodding.

"Yes."
 
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[member="Daichi"]

Circe motioned for the young girl to take a seat in a chair, located in the middle of the room. "To see if any memories are jogged... this is the flash chamber. This is where flash training from information directly taken from Krest's mental pattern was impressed upon you. I evidently didn't give you enough - if you'll sit down, we can do it again, reinforce the memories you have and give you more understanding of how to use your full talents."
 
[member="Enigma"]

She would move to sit, eyeing her creator with slight disdain. "Does this mean his body is close by? Or was it destroyed?" Daichi had no idea what happened to the body of the Sith Lord, and she always wondered what happened to the one known as Krest. Her form rested in the chair, ever watchful for a trap.
 
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[member="Daichi"]

"Both. When I found his body, it was in horrible shape. There was no bringing him back. His brain was perfectly intact, however - that's how I was able to get mental patterns from his training for you. I currently have it stored along with four hundred and ninety-nine Vinithi bodies, a half-dozen tubs of liquid bioweapon, and completed samples of the technobeast virus - along with carbonite-frozen technobeasts recovered from the outbreak on Zeltros."
 
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[member="Daichi"]

"Alright." Circe stepped forward towards the young girl, securing her in the chair as she placed a helmet on the head of Daichi, covering her head and face(but letting her hair stick out the back and some of the sides). "When I activate this device, you'll receive another round of flash training, which should give you more information about Krest, as well as what he was capable of doing. Sound good?"
 
[member="Enigma"]

"So long as you don't hold back. I want all of it, now." She spoke clearly even through the helmet, a frown on her face. Her head didn't move, rather she kept still. So this was the machine. Now it was all a matter of waiting.
 
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[member="Daichi"]

"Very well." Circe stepped over to the computer console - which held on it information about what data from Krest's mind was still there after his injuries. With the pull of a lever, the electrical energy flowed into the helmet, looking as though it were a mad scientist's experiment as more information from the flash training flowed into Daichi's mind.

"I hope this works."
 
[member="Enigma"]

"You hope wha-?" She was cut short as many images entered her head all at once. Daichi sat in silence, not because she was use to this, but rather she was stunned into silence. She never moved. Her mind was filled with the images of Krest's past like, his life before his fall, after. His training, teaching. All of it entered all at once. Eventually the machine would end, and the little girl just wouldn't move. At all. Probably still processing.
 
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[member="Daichi"]

"How do you feel?" were the first words out of Circe's mouth after it was finished. Daichi would've completely and utterly carried the entirety of Krest's memories and trained knowledge now. Some would be a little fuzzy, of course - the brain had been injured when she had acquired it and his body - but as much was there as could be.
 
There was another brief moment of silence before the girl removed the helmet. She would stand, seeming to ignore [member="Enigma"] entirely. At least, until she was finally upright. Then her gaze would snap to Circe, a rather.. Familiar look in her eye. A hand would dart down to her side, grasping for a blade? Well, it wasn't there. With a slight growl the girl would speak up.

"Wh-" Female voice. It seemed to startle her for a moment before she continued. "Why am I here with you, Circe?"
 

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