Runaway. (Nero Darkstar)

[Dalansa]

She wasn't sure why she was here. These Sith, powerful enough to control the galaxy, no doubt, were greater than a simple offshoot would hope to be. She was a nobody, an outcast. She was no Sith. She was a ring finger, at best. The concept of the force was foreign to her, and yet it seemed that she was to be one of them. A Sith. Able to be free.

Sitting on the landing gear of her ship, the offshoot held her saber. The cold metal was comforting, in a way. But not enough to shake the pain.
@[member="Nero Darkstar"]

 

[cloudcerberus@yahoo.com]

Nero watched the woman, a slight smile on his face and his new mechanical hand clenched in a fist. She seemed nervous,and Nero could see why. Sh had a saber but she didnt hold it like a Jedi or a Sith, she seemed more as a fighter, perhaps payed for the sport.
"Greetings, m'lady," Nero spoke quickly, "I am Nero,"

 

[Dalansa]

Dalansa jumped when @[member="Nero Darkstar"] spoke. Her blade was clenched in a fist now, and she slowly, barely, responded. "H....hello." He had startled her, that anyone could tell. He wasn't exactly the kind of person she had seen on Nar Shaddaa or Demonsgate. He was almost calmer, less intimidating, and most of all, one of them. He was Sith.

 

[cloudcerberus@yahoo.com]

@Dalansa "Relax, relax, I'm not here to fight. Not all Sith are evil you know. Some of us just truly believe in what this side used to stand for," I spoke calmly showing the woman that my own weapon was tucked away onto my belt.
"So, m'lady, as you know I am Nero. May I get your name? or shall calling you m'lady do for now?" I spoke just as calmly as before, a slight bow and smile on my face.

 

[Dalansa]

"Dal....Dalansa." She replied to @[member="Nero Darkstar"], her grip on the blade loosening. Not all Sith are evil? Could it be? Of course, it raised the question, was she evil? Was she Sith?and if she was, why? Tne former slave wasn't used to this. All these questions. Not understanding her surroundings. She wasn't used to not having someone punish her for every little thing. She wasn't used to this whole force thing, but her saber, that she could use. She looked up at the man. "What do you want?"

 

[cloudcerberus@yahoo.com]

" Nothin. Everything. Depends on the mood and the day. What do you want @[member="Dalansa"]??" I smiled tilting my head

 

[Dalansa]

"I was hoping some time in peace." It was the longest sentence any of them here had herd her utter, and a rare thing in her life. Eight syllables, unbroken by a stutter or a pause. She was, really, wanting to understand the power of these Sith, why they were so powerful. She was nothing like that, and yet, it felt as if she could be. But the ex-slave was still edgy. Something was off. Not with @[member="Nero Darkstar"], although it was obvious that he was taunting her. She could feel the blow coming in, the slavers punishing her for who knows what. Something was coming. And it wasn't friendly.

 

[cloudcerberus@yahoo.com]

"You hope for peace so you come to a Sith.... wheres your next stop Mandalore?"I broke into a laugh but it ended abruptly.
"I sense... do you feel that?"I whispered grabbing my saber and peering over my shoulder