Shifting Blues and Shifting Sins (Yuuthayn)

[Crucius Sin]

Crucius was still not on Eplistica. He just couldn't bring himself to see the nephew he'd been unable to help in their common goal. Romeo was a king, now... And the Sin family needed a king. But it wasn't time to leave Coruscant, yet. There was business to be done. Family to help, family to kill, and drinks to be drank.

On this occasion, the Shifting Prince was furthering the third of these goals. On a terrace, on a long-forgotten spire that had possibly once housed the population of what would be considered a small city on another world, the tall man in the tattered black coat stood, and thought about his life. He was close to his goal, he thought. The Force was with him. His brother and his little puppet Deth had not found him. they had not, in fact, looked for him at all.

The sun was setting above this building in the old Galactic City, and the only half-Shi'ido Sin was perfectly content to drink booze to it.

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[Yuuthayn Di'cantos]

I loved my job! Sure, I might be doing another assassination (the second one in three months, though), but it was exhilarating! This woman was seriously putting up a fight. She certainly knew how to hide. Not quite as well as I could, but still. It had taken me a good three weeks to finally catch up to her. Speaking of which, We were in the middle of a climactic chase. She had managed to get inside an abandoned spire, and was climbing higher and higher up it. I was literally two feet behind her. She was a very fast runner. However, she was running herself into a corner. My current disguise was that of her own father. I figured I should have some fun before I had to cut things short. "Darling, running from your own father?" I called in his voice. "You're not my father!" She yelled back.
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[Crucius Sin]

Crucius looked up, squinting at the woman running towards him. She was making noise. It was annoying him, but there was a familiar prickling at the base of his neck, like the feeling he got when he'd met that Shi'ido in the bar, not half a planet away. Accompanied by it was a sense of enjoyment that overwhelmed him. He put his drink down, and lashed out at the screaming woman with the Force, a bit angered by the distraction she posed, and by the fact that she wasn't the one he was interested in.

Engulfing her mind with his own was something the Shifting Prince hadn't done in more than a decade, but the woman still screamed loudly enough from the mental contact to hurt his ears. With a certain amount of disgust for her cowardice, he shut her up with a mental stab. She twitched once, and then fell unconscious.

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[Yuuthayn Di'cantos]

I stopped, watching in shock as the woman suddenly cried out and fell to the ground. The man in front of her was tall and hulking. Very intimidating, to say the least. And there was something about him that felt... familiar. Nevertheless, I stayed in-character. "Oh my God, Li'an! Li'an, are you okay? C'mon honey, speak to me!" I cried in my male voice, falling to my knees beside my "daughter" and cradling her. It took every ounce of my concentration not to burst out laughing.
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[Crucius Sin]

Crucius recognized now, that the older 'man' cradling the woman he'd just mentally queen-slapped into unconsciousness was the other Shi'ido. With a raised eyebrow, he continued drinking his beer until it was empty, and then walked over to the Shi'ido disguised as the old man. He reached for the back of the collar of the shape-shifter's shirt, and held 'him' off the ground like a cat holding a disobedient kitten.

"If you're done with your nice little comedy show, maybe you can stop making noise? I'm up on an abandoned tower because I thought it'd be a quiet place to live, for once."

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[Yuuthayn Di'cantos]

I looked up at the man, giving him an apologetic smirk. "Well then, if you'll excuse me for a moment, I have a job to finish." I picked up the girl,carrying her to the terrace. I took a small bit of her hair before throwing her off the side and watching her fall to the street far below. With a satisfied sigh, I turned back to him. "There. Now, you go back to drinking or sleeping or whatever you were doing. If the authorities show up, just tell them it was the father." I winked, and began walking back the way I came.
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[Crucius Sin]

Crucius smiled after the other Shi'ido, shaking his head, before grabbing another beer and walking over to 'him'. He was lonely, that was it. The last Shi'ido he'd met ran off without a word, possibly because she'd been chased out by a certain Ticon. But that wasn't the point. The point was that he thought he might possibly have somebody to talk to, now.

"You don't have to leave, really. The woman's screaming was bothering me. Come and take a beer."

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[Yuuthayn Di'cantos]

I smiled, walking over and doing just that. I wasn't much of a drinker, but I never turned down an invitation from someone interesting. I took a bottle and sat down on the terrace, still in the Father's form. "So, you said you were living here? That seems a little strange."
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[Crucius Sin]

Crucix smiled at the 'man', and took another beer for himself, leaning on the rail of the terrace. His mind still prickled pleasantly, and he looked at his new companion again.

"So you turn into people's fathers and throw them off buildings? That seems a little strange."

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I shrugged casually. "It was a job, and I was bored. And anyway, it isn't always the father. It just depends on whichever will better hit home." As I spoke, I shifted into the victim's dear mother, complete with her sweeter-than-sugar smile.
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[Crucius Sin]

Crucius grinned even wider, and raised his beer, before turning into a nine foot tall Yuuzahn Vong berserker in the same tattered jacket. The bottle was closer to a flute in his now-huge hands, and he frowned at it before laughing and turning back to his normal Vahla form.

"I can play too, you know... And I'm sure I'm not wrong, but you're a woman, right? Your mind feels... different."

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[Yuuthayn Di'cantos]

I watched his little display with a smirk. At his hunch about my gender, I rolled my eyes and shifted into his mirror image. "So I take it you're male, then? And anyway, does it matter? We can be either if we choose to be." I replied in his own voice.
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[Crucius Sin]

The Shifting Sin raised his eyebrow again, and drank some more beer. He shrugged, for a reply, and smirked a little bit back. Having himself mirrored wasn't any great trick.

"I'd be lying if I didn't say I have forms I prefer by a lot. This is one of them... The others only appear under specific circumstances. Plus, I'm just the tiniest bit lonely. Nobody wants a guy they can't pick out in a crowd."

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[Yuuthayn Di'cantos]

"On the contrary, if they don't know it's me, the happier I'll be." Being recognized was something I had purged from my system a long time ago. I no longer cared if they didn't know it was me. Made my jobs that much easier. I took a small sip of the beer, grimacing at the taste. "Uck.... Honestly, how do you people enjoy this? It tastes like Bantha spit."
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[Crucius Sin]

Crucius raised the other eyebrow now... His right one seemed to be getting tired of being held up like that. At the female Shi'ido's derision towards his beer, he just shrugged noncommittally.

"Tastes like farking ambrosia to me... Mind you, I just broke out of a Sith prison. I might not be the best judge."

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[Yuuthayn Di'cantos]

It was my turn to raise my eyebrows. "A Sith prison, huh? Must've been a serious badass to end up there." My voice wasn't joking. It was a genuine comment. Most of the time, only the most dangerous Force-users out there ended up behind the walls of a prison built just for them.
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[Crucius Sin]

Crucius shook his head, his mood suddenly darkening. A badass, huh? Not like he'd done anything worth doing... Killing his brother's guards had been almost like a game, and stabbing his brother had felt good. Too bad it hadn't been a lethal wound.

"Oh, I can assure you I didn't do much to end up there. My brother's sick in the head. The kind of sick that means he's gotta die. Had a good try of it, myself, the night I broke out... but being there twenty years took a bit of a toll on my ability to commit fratricide."

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[Yuuthayn Di'cantos]

I chuckled a bit. "Well, you wouldn't be the only one with sick-in-the-head relatives who deserve to die." I sat my bottle down next to me. It probably wasn't a smart move on my part, but I let my shifted form vanish. I was now sitting there beside a total stranger in nothing but my scaled deep blue skin. "See this? This is what happens when a Shi'ido scientist and a Chiss combat specialist decide that their DNA is compatible enough to create a useful addition to their employer's forces." That's exactly how my mother described it when I asked her why I was alive. Heart-warming, wasn't it?
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[Crucius Sin]

Crucius grimaced when the woman shifted back into her blue form, then realized that his expression could be considered a reaction to her appearance, rather than her story. He took off his shades, revealing his eyes of a blood-like shade of red, and smiled as he looked at her. The scales didn't scare him, or the red of her hair, or the eyes that were almost the same color as his.

"I think you're the most beautiful blue creature I've ever seen. If it didn't have those memories attached to it, I think you'd like that form, too."

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[Yuuthayn Di'cantos]

I let out a dry huff, looking out at the city. "I highly doubt that..." I never really liked my real face, even before my parents told me that I was a freak of nature with only one purpose. Of course they didn't really help the situation, either. I glanced over at him without moving my head. "Is that your actual face, or just one that you hate to part with?"
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