Starting Small (Order of the Jen'ari)

[Darth Vyrassu]

LOCATION
The Retribution over a classified planet.

Darth Vyrassu once led a mighty Empire, now it's down to a simple Sith Order, but that was fine with him for now. Patience was virtue to rebuild the Jen'ari Empire. Vyrassu stood on the bridge of the Retribution, the bridge was identical to the once famous Ravager Long bridge with a evilish haunting structure to it, with massive windows, and the entire bridge flooded in red lights. Vyrassu looked out the massive windows, examining the massive planet in front of him, the planet was covered in storms, reminded him of Dromund Kaas, even though this was not said planet, it felt like it. Vyrassu stood 7'6'', his black flowing robes, Hood over his dark mask, Vyrassu closed his eyes and focused on his order through the force, some on the planet, some on the Retribution. Vyrassu enjoyed meditation and focusing on the force, giving him a feeling of empowerment. Vyrassu looked to his right watching people working keeping the ship stable, to his left they were working on communications.

Vyrassu then looked back out the window, and watched a shuttle depart from the Retribution headed to the planet. Probably supplies for the construction of the city. Vyrassu had ordered a massive sith city to be built on this planet, a home to rebuild the Sith in whole as a society. What came after that was only knowable by the orders fierce Dark Council. A council made up of 12 Dark Lords within the Order, each having their own job that pertains to things within the order itself. Vyrassu had a grand plan that he shared with the council, it was sound, it would take time, but would return the Jen'ari Empire return to it's glory days from hundreds of years ago. A plan that will be kept classified until it was it was time to execute it. First thing though, Vyrassu needed to get more Sith within the orders ranks. Now was the time to get to work.

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[Jack Anderson]

Jack walked though the halls of the Retribution, smoking one of his ubiquitous cigars, he was far from the usual to actually make these shows of loyalty, but he rather not get on Vyrassu's bad side, he liked living far too much for that, and he was never going to learn anything if he was dead. All of this had been quite the shame, the Jen'ari had been on the cusp of greatness and the whole thing had nearly fallen apart, it seemed that Jack was the only one to actually heed the call that Vurassu had made to all them members of the order to quote unquote "come home". But that was the past now, and Jack was man of action, if they were going to salvage anything from this it would take work something that Jack was more than willing to do, especially if it meant more power for him in the end, he stopped at a view port and watched a shuttle lazily descend towards the planet below, one that if things went well would be a hub for all sorts of activity in the near future, and if things went even better the well Jack figured he'd have put himself into a position to have a major stake in things when the last piece fell into place. Jack dropped the cigar to the deck and crushed the butt under his boot as he continued to head for the bridge, some droid or another would be along to sweep it up eventually, not that he really cared, that cigar butt could sit there until the end of time and Jack wouldn't spare a second thought for it. Not entirely sure what to expect on board Jack wore most of his armour, just without the helmet, which was clipped to his belt along with his lightsaber and a Verpine Shatter Pistol, just in case there was trouble.

Upon entering the bidge the first thing Jack say was Darth Vyrassu, standing there looking out at the empire he was rebuilding, now, if this were anyone else Jack would have just walked up and threw some sort of mixed greeting insult, but this was Vyrassu, the one person in the galaxy Jack knew not to frak with, there would be no ​"How are you doing you old red bastard?" or "How rebuilding the empire you were trying to rebuild a hundred years ago going?" Instead Jack actually took a knee, something he had never done for anyone else, even his so called master, and said. "My lord." To get his attention.

[member="Darth Vyrassu"]

 

[Darth Vyrassu]

LOCATION
The Retribution over a classified planet.

Vyrassu could feel [member="Jack Anderson"] approaching. Vyrassu could feel everything around him. He felt through the force Jack put his cigar out by stomping on it and left it then moved forward and then stopped right behind Vyrassu and kneel. Vyrassu heard the words My lord uttered from his mouth. Vyrassu slowly turned around and looked down at Jack.

What is it?

Vyrassu remained giving Jack a cold stare hidden behind his mask, his voice having a deep heavy echo.

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[Jack Anderson]

Jack could feel Darth Vyrassu's eye burrowing into him, looking into he very soul even though his mask, it was karking unsettling at the very least, even more so because he could actually sense him doing it, but this was just one of the many prices of the power that Jack was eventually going to attain.

"I've come as you summoned, it looks like I'm the only one so far."

Jack had expected there to be more than just him here, it was concerning almost how no else had came so far, was he really the last of the Jen'ari that cared enough to actually heed a call from the Emperor? Jack had always assumed he'd be the one to end up in hot water for not coming back when summoned, so he found it kinda funny that he was the only one who came back.

[member="Darth Vyrassu"]

 

[Darth Vyrassu]

LOCATION
The Retribution over a classified planet.

Vyrassu turned his head to look out the windows. The planet is under construction, go down there and assist building and oversee the work.

Vyrassu turned back around and looked out the windows indicating the conversation was clearly over.

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[Darth Aegis]

LOCATION​

The Retribution above a classified planet.
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Aegis would land his small, mostly unarmed shuttle in the hangar of the Retribution. The moment his shuttle would touch the hard, metallic floor of the hangar he could feel the presences of everyone on the ship. Workers, Darth Vyrassu, etc. He'd reach out through this ability of sense, to find that Darth Vyrassu was within the bridge. Aegis would slowly step out of his landed shuttle, his hard boots clinking as they hit the floor. 6 Resolute Guards would walk out with him, as all of them marched to a nearby elevator within the hangar. Aegis would step in, his guards following behind him. They'd all turn to the elevator door, hitting the button to be taken to the bridge.

The elevator would climb the levels of the Retribution until eventually reaching the bridge. The elevator would make a gentle stop as its doors slid open. Darth Vyrassu and figure that Aegis didn't know would be standing in the bridge. Aegis and his guards would march forward until reaching close to Vyrassu's back. Two of the 6 Resolute Guards would be standing guard at the bridge elevator door. The other 4 would have 2 guards in front of Aegis and the other two behind him in a box formation. Aegis would kneel behind Vyrassu, with one of Aegis' guards pushing [member="Jack Anderson"] away from Darth Aegis.

"Greetings, My Lord. I was summoned." Aegis' cold-hard voice would echo as he kneel behind Vyrassu.

 

[Jack Anderson]

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Jack had been about to stand when he heard the doors to the bridge open behind him it wasn't really a surprise, although these new presences were ones he hadn't felt before and six of the seven felt almost entirely the same, clones most likely, it was a touch unsettling, like looking into a hall of mirrors for minds, all were recognisable as the same base, but distorted in their own unique ways to make them individuals. Jack's mind then wandered to the seventh presence, one that was far more powerful, but still dwarfed by Darth Vyrassu's presence, Jack figured that this one was the leader of whatever little group had came here, probably to meet Darth Vyrassu now that Jack was done. As Jack was distracted by the main member of the group he was suddenly shoved from behind by one of the newcomer's lackeys and Jack's anger flared as he the other started speaking to Darth Vyrassu, but Jack didn't care as he picked himself up off the floor, he wouldn't limp off meekly like some wounded animal, nor would he let himself be bulled like this just because he was still an acolyte, he'd make a stand here, whether it was smart or not Jack didn't have time to think on that. He reached out with his hand and the force towards the mook that shoved him to the floor picking them up and wrapping an invisible hand around its throat starting to choke them.

"You'll pay for that you karking bastard!" Jack shouted that the suffocating Resolute Guard, his voice distorted by his anger, and he drew his lightsaber, ready to shove the blade through the guard's heart and kill him.

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[Darth Vyrassu]

LOCATION
The Retribution over a classified planet.

Vyrassu quickly turned around after [member="Darth Aegis"] came in with his guards. Vyrassu watched as one of the guards pushed [member="Jack Anderson"] Vyrassu not impressed with the guards lack of respect for the Acolyte. But Vyrassu knew after all he was only an Acolyte. Vyrassu watched Jack get angry and draw his lightsabers. Without moving a muscle Vyrassu begin to use the force to tighten all of jacks organs that would cause him severe pain. But Vyrassu only held it for about 30 seconds. Just enough to let Jack know violence and infighting is not tolerated unless in the dojo. Vyrassu's body begin letting off a glowing red aura with what appeared to be red smoke stems coming from his body. When Vyrassu spoke, his voice was deep, rough and carried a slight echo (see signature for voice)

Acolyte, you know the laws, no infighting unless it's a duel within the Dojo to spar.

Vyrassu looked to Darth Aegis.

Ah, Lord Aegis, I'm glad you decided to join us after all. As you can see we have a project going on down below on the planet. We are building a city, a massive one, rebuilding a Sith Society. I will want you to go below with Jack, aid in building projects, clear the jungles, any thing that resist our order, is to die, do what must be done, show no mercy. There is Imperial officers down below that will inform you what they need aid with. The fruitation of this city will become a beacon for all Sith that look for a society dedicated to the Sith culture as a whole.

Vyrassu turns around, but before he does, he gets a serious tone. One more thing, if your pathetic insects ever cause a disturbance in my presence again, they will be dead before their next breath.

Vyrassu looks back out the window.

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[Darth Aegis]

LOCATION
The Retribution above a classified planet.
[member="Darth Vyrassu"]

Aegis would nod, standing up from his kneeling.

"Understood, My Lord."

Aegis would turn around swiftly, marching forward back to the elevator. As he took his first steps, the guard who pushed [member="Jack Anderson"] would have their neck snapped. Another guard would pick up the now dead guard, carrying him behind Aegis. Aegis would make it to the elevator, all of the guards following.

He'd hit the button to be taken to the command center floor. The elevator would swiftly fly downwards to the floor, as it'd lightly beep when it made it there. The doors would slide open, Aegis and his guards walking out. Aegis would be greeted by one of the high ranking officers.

 

[Jack Anderson]

LOCATION​

The Retribution above a classified planet.​

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Jack felt almost, well he couldn't put it into words, but there was no pay off, he now had no channel for the anger that had built up in him, he wanted to kill the guard that wronged him but that was ripped away from him as Darth Aegis snapped their neck before he could make the thrust, although he would have preferred to choke the life out of them, forcing their last few moments of life to be full of pain and regret. Jack listened to Darth Vyrassu's words about no fighting beyond sparring, he knew this, and wanted to speak up about how the guard started it but thought better, Vyrassu wasn't going to be interested hearing his school boy sounding excuses so he just shut up instead and deactivated his saber.

Now he had a request, at a bit of an awkward time to do it, but he needed to do it now rather than wait until after doing it and getting in trouble. "Before I go I need to ask something My Lord, without a master for the time being I've had time to work on a personal project, and I need some land mass to work on it farther, room for a cloning facility, training grounds for the clones, and a factory to supply them. I can have a cheep and disposable army ready to fight for the Jen'ari."

Jack swallowed hardly and felt a bead of sweat drip down his neck, without Darth Vyrassu's permission getting this done was going to take a lot more time, a lot more effort, and be a lot more expensive.

 

[Rure Vukot]

Rure panted was her mind there or not was always the question could you draw her back out of the darkest reaches of the mind to reality to even get something done. Her psychosis considered apart of her weapon she was round to just go berzerk. If it hadn't been for the advancement of technology as she stood there in her current outfit. Her presences were enough to make any creature unease as she was unpredictable. (A slow eerie music would befall her presents. Music) The heavy chains that were meant to slow her down to make capture easy clanked together. The blindfold over her eyes to hinder the sense of sight not useful. Her ears muffled by plugs linked inside her blindfold design to render her hearing useless for fear of triggering her into a senseless rage. She panted on her knees her teeth bared her k-9 slightly long and sharpen as she panted and gasped for air sucking in the life through it. The droids keeping her out of trouble ready with there vibrostaffs to stun and subdue her at will. The only sense she was allowed to use at the moment was the sense of touch but her hands where gloved to prevent her from zapping the life out of anyone she was in contact with. She kneeling before Vyrassu who found her and subdued her. [member="Darth Vyrassu"]

 

[Darth Vyrassu]

LOCATION
The Retribution over a classified planet.

Vyrassu listened to Jacks words with curiosity. Vyrassu was taking interest in this acolyte, so we would see where it would go. Vyrassu turned and walked towards a holo table waving Jack to follow him. Darth Vyrassu activated the holo table, then a massive hologram of the planet below them appeared.

Vyrassu points to a southern region near the south of the jungle where the city will be constructed.

Take some imperial troops with you to this location, clear it of wild beasts, the excavation team will help you clear the path of trees and shrubs and plants for what it is you wish to build.

Vyrassu thought for a moment, then went to a box on the side of a table. It was a dark wooden black box. Vyrassu opened it, inside was red velvet padding with a scroll. Vyrassu took the scroll, closed the box and handed it to Jack.

Take this, read it, study it, upon the scroll is the teachings to power Force crush, I want you to use it and practice it below on the surface.

Vyrassu stood awaiting his response reaching down and rubbing the side of [member="Rure Vukot"] a Sith he had gone through hell to free, a Sith from his time that he enjoyed having around, she was like him, over 5,000 years old and almost as deadly.

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[Rure Vukot]

Sat there on her knees she had no clue at the moment of the reality of where she was at all her senses dulled. The blindfold she had had ocular devices on the inner side thus she was seeing stuff. But it was merely an icy cold desert wasteland that she was virtually placed in. Looking around would just be like looking around in the desert the same with her hearing. Her touch against the cold metallic floor was like the cold sand. All the reason to keep her mind busy vs the alternate of there being no stimulation to keep her tranquil.

When she felt the hand on her cheek it made her hiss. Placing a hand on her was amount to sticking your finger in a light socket and feeling that small jolt.