The Cortan Blade. Demon of the Sith.

[Mythos]

"Mylady, where i come from the Romanira and the compliment of a young lady, does not exclude brash acts of boldness and recklessness. I hope i not did cause too much trouble" He said with a smile as bright as the suns of Tatooine.
Animus heard her coming... of she was sneaky, but he heard her footsteps following him at all times and when she clung on to him he picked her up to her shoulder and smothered her with a kiss in the cheek. "This is my daughter [member="Kida Ravos"]" Animus said as she introduced herself "Kida this is [member="Chaf’anta’natrano"]" He spoke the words as whisper to both of them smiling. The deliberate use of the rname, he had gotten a bit better at speaking chiss. Now he could hold a semi decent conversations. "Kida, go play in your room, it's finally done!"
Smiling as he watched her he turned eyes back to Fantata. They stepped through the ramp where the Cargo bay was hold, insisting that the Chiss men Animus had requested, Artistic and Architecturals were arriving he lead fantana to the room sections. "One room remains my lady" His heart beating so fast and hard even touching his arm the war drum was beating hard. "The Room of house Chaf, Inspired by it."The hussle of guards and personnel rushed through the place like wild fire, leaving The Woman that haunted his dreams and nightmares alike with brief moment alone "And her lady, of Course" Animus said with a sly tone and his eyes that still gleamed for forgiveness, but unwilling to ask for it, he was named the Sin of Pride after all. yet for her... even that was up for sale.
He noticed the Color Changing in the Stone, he did not know if she knew about the properties of it but it glowed and shimmered differently as he spoke those last words. Animus lead her to the Room of Coruscant, by far the most impressive to look at, the Neon Glow of its Chromium floor, the light pure and white tinted with blue as if in an Ancient Republic Senate room. "Can i ask you a personal question Miss Fantana?" He asked courteously as he poured a drink carefully upon two Corellian Crystal vases and Vintage champagne, this was of course a moment to celebrate.

"leave us" out of the shadows the guards disappeared, Animus would let her keep security if she desired but as an extra assurance he placed his lightsaber ignoring the tensions and flinched from her guard slowly he placed it her side of the Magnificently designed Impervium Table. His eyes... lost, in hers.

Kida was still, a bit naturalistic, she was pure instinct and clothes were hard to put on her so he did not try. [member="Chaf’anta’natrano"]

 

[Chaf’anta’natrano]

"Hello, Kida," she said, nodding her head at the youngling. She raised her gaze to the Sith, her glowing red eyes holding a tinge of amusement. "Lord Malgus, every time I see you, you're full of surprises."

She smiled as Animus gave the girl a kiss on the cheek. Fantana hadn't a maternal bone in her body herself, but the fact that the Sith could be so paternal spoke well of him.

When the Chiss Aristocra saw the room that Animus had designed in homage to House Chaf, she was speechless. Each piece of decor was perfect, right down to the last detail. Fantana wouldn't have changed a thing even if she were designing it herself. Her blue-skinned fingers curled around the glass of champagne, and she gave him a surprised smile.

"Animus," she stammered. "I don't know what to say. The room is simply stunning. I am honored that you would dignify House Chaf this way."

She noticed that she was now alone with the SIth, but made no move to call her guards back in the room. With her Ysalamir Damasa strapped to her back, she had no need to be frightening of the Sith's immense powers. Her brow rose quizzically when he said he had a question for her.

"Of course, My Lord. What is it that you'd like to know?"

[member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

Animus smiled as he had the perfect answer. "Everything..." His voice soft as he sipped the subtle champagne before adding. "But for now I'd like to as, if i may be so bold as to inquire if there is anyone who holds your heart" There was a hundred ways that Animus could have proposed that question, however it came form his heart.... he had to know. The room alight with the fabulous blue light that made her skin glow in ways that Animus had seen only in dreams... Oh yes, he had already had a few dreams wit the Chiss who now stood before him.
"Kida is my daughter and this" The massive 10 moth Tuka'ta who stopped through the door, growled at a chiss and left. "Is Groom, don't worry, he's harmless enough" A mile in his face denoted his rise in heartbeat as well... He was truly falling for this woman.

She looked awe inspiring, she made Animus' eyes blaze with passion and fire something no one, not even a chiss could ignore, it was there... There fire that had brought her here to all worlds, the answer to his question in his heart he hoped to be a precise and accurate one, it was a bait, the oldest one in the book, if she answered none then Animus would feel as if he was not being met with the equal passion he gave, if her answer was vague, then Animus would think there was another pretender, to which, he calculated there would be hundreds of thousands.... But if she was Harsh... and Direct... Animus' reaction to either spectrum of the answer.. Would also be harsh and direct.

[member="Chaf’anta’natrano"]

 

[Lief]

The child did not move when told to go to her room, for she did not understand a word he said... Except her name. That got her excited and a broad grin graced her expression. Without warning she ran circles around his legs on her hands and feet, before moving closer to the blue-skinned Lady and sniffing at her curiously. However her bit of fun was swiftly ended when one of the women working for [member="Darth Mythos"] on this titanic project plucked the small child from the ground, apologised to him for the interruptions Kida had caused, and began to carry her away.

In response Kida growled and yelped and even almost bit the woman. She wanted to stay with Mythos... There were so many fresh sites to see!

Still, finally when placed among the lush greenery of the room which had been commissioned specifically for her the child settled down. She found a nice heather-like bush which was in one corner and curled up within it, enjoying the fresh scent that was released when she crushed some of the buds. The woman petted her head kindly, understanding of the situation, before bringing her something to eat and drink and then leaving her in peace. Kida may have been quite the feral child, but she understood a few things and would not interrupt him again today unless he called for her.

[member="Chaf’anta’natrano"]

 

[Chaf’anta’natrano]

Fantana was not sure what to think of the Tuka'ta that growled at her or the child that almost snapped at her. Quasi-feral companions were endemic of the Sith from her understanding, so she tried not to let them ruffle her feathers.

Then the question came, and the Aristocra nodded her head in a knowing gesture. Animus' advances were not lost on her, and Fantana could only play dumb for so long. The jewelry, the room on the Cortan Blade, and the fire in the man's eyes were all telltale signs that Animus wanted to court her. The question did not come as a surprise, but even having expected it, the Chiss wasn't sure how to answer.

Since she started her ambitious military career, Fantana had not had the time or inclination to pursue a serious love life. Sure, there had been dalliances here and there with a few handsome Chiss military men, but the Aristocra was at her happiest in complete solitude. Letting people in, much less those who were not Chiss, did not come easy to her.

"It is a personal question indeed," she agreed. "I can only answer you as honestly as possible, my Lord. It is House Chaf that holds my heart, Animus. I am beholden to the Chiss Ascendancy, and until we rise again to take back what is ours..." Fantana paused in a moment of reluctance. No, she would not continue to hold her tongue about the issue. The Chiss had suffered in silence for too long.

"...from the Sith, then I will not be distracted from that goal."

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[Mythos]

The Ambition, anger, fire and fury from this Woman was something Animus saw in her in the exact moment they first shared glances. It was what got him to notice her at all in the first place, the rest was mere coincidence. That he just so happened to fall into her beauty as well was something that had... changed things. It was now that Animus' smile and demeanor showed Fantana for the first time.... His Sith side.

A laugh as genuine as himself and as haunting as the rattling of bones. Leaning back he nodded in approval as he expected absolutely nothing less. It was now that Animus Malgus would let her know he was not in this just for the court and pleasure of her beauty and company. "Ambition, of Course." His eyes tracked hers with the Golden Hum of Ferus' lightsaber and the fury of Lord Sebastian's fire.
"How many head's will you need to sever from bodies?" His voice was different than she had heard before. Commanding, Passionate but with Strength. "How many armies must fall before you?"
It was A moment of where SIlence was deafening and Tension was a hot as Mustafars fire. Then he chilled it with two simple words:
"Name them" His eyes steadied and his gaze froze.
He was undeterred in his words, he knew from the start there was little she would ask he was willing to deny. His pause was for her to understand the depth of his words. Passion must not be so foreign to the Chiss?
"They shall fall like leaves in the winter's breath" his voice was soft when he said it however the demeanor and chilling sound of them were as cold as the very winters he mentioned.
"And i will see you In the Throne of Csilla if that is what you wish." He was now back to his charming ways with that last sentence as he smiled and accidentally bit his lower lip. He hoped she would not notice that blatant body language of desire, unlikely. He then tried to disguise it with wiping a bang of his long blonde hair out of his face and opening a small cabinet next to the table that was the sign of house chaf, in White Wood and produced a Bottle of Lilac Champagne and Pouring it into two crystal classes made with silver linings. He rose his glass slightly, and shot her a wink.
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[Chaf’anta’natrano]

Animus' smile gave Fantana a shiver up and down her spine. It was the grin of an unrepentant killer. That smile would never let her forget that while a handsome charmer, Animus was Sith first and foremost. The Aristocra's glowing gaze continued to pierce him. The only sign of her emotions was her rapidly beating heart, so delicate in her chest, like the fluttering of a hummingbird's wings. If she were being recorded, Force help her.

"The man who calls himself Vengeance," Fantana said, matter-of-factly. "He is an enemy of House Chaf, and I want him eliminated."

When Animus offered her the throne of Csilla, she shook her head. The idea of being a sovereign ruler was appealing in its own way. There was so much she could do for the Chiss people if she had that kind of power at her disposal. But at what cost? She would be a Sith ruler, the very thing she despised. Fantana pinched the bridge of her nose with two fingers, while her Ysalamir let out an oblivious yawn. Was this how Thrawn felt when the power of the Empire sung to him like a siren?

"I want the Sith purged from Chiss space. I will not sit on anyone's throne while they are still in control of Csilla."

She wasn't sure how Lord Malgus would react to these revelations, but she steeled herself for a reprisal. Her blue-skinned fingers automatically moved to the Heart of the Sith where it dangled on her sharp collarbone. The color of gemstone had turned black.

[member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

Animus Malgus crossed his Legs and locked his Eyes with the most beautiful woman in his eyes in the entire Galaxy, however that did not distract him from every word she said. Vengeance. He had already Met with the Man a few times, Killing him would be no more difficult than Killing any other Sith Knight... That was Difficult. Her Disdain for Sith Rule and the Sith was not foreign to him and was not lost.
He flipped his Lightsaber, the Main one. Pride. It wore the Sign of House Chaf beside the Ignition of it's Blade... The Answer was never in Question... He was hers to command the moment she gave him the Illusion of holding her heart.
"Vengeance's head. The Entire Sith War Machine Out of Chiss Space." He Tilted his head shooting her a sly smile, the smile of a repentless Killer, noticing the Gem on her neck grew Black... fear?...
He nodded again Siping the Lilac and Using a simple Illusion. Magic. Not the Force. His eyes Glowed with Yellow Fire unnatural to normality.
"You ask such things without fear My Lady Fantana" He spoke her Name with passion and fire. "A Force Dampening Lizard on your neck tell me... Do you really think i need the Force To kill you?" His voice was threatening. On Purpose. This time it was him who garnered the control.
"Would i have not Sliced you into pieces before you could have called your bodyguard and slipped away into the night unnoticed until the morning when your body was found?" His tone was strong. Serious, but his face showed not viciousness, he just spoke matter of Factly. "Believe me no one would even know who it was that killed you and no one would protest even if they did....So... why the Fear?"
He displayed his power before her, Conjuring an Illusion of Fire around him, Subtle, meant only to show her that He was in control now and that he always been in control. His face was Unamused, with a smile of self content and pompous arrogance. With a snap of his fingers the Illusion dissipated. Silence, taking the room, and a subtle pause to let his words sink in with all the weight of their meaning.

"My conditions are simple" he closed in to her, his voice calm and passionate as he took a hold of her hand and kissed it just as he did once when they met. Tapas and her presence making his body temperature skyrocket and his heartbeat throb like the power of a thousand Ion Engines. "Make me fall in Love with you and all you request will be done in a matter of Months."
He threw himself back with a satisfied grin before adding. "Trust me, You are doing a wonderful Job so far. afterwords... The Marriage Ceremony will be in Csilla. I don't Care what the Chiss Ascendancy thinks about the Union"
It was now her move, what she Asked for was Something a Sith would never do, So he asked for something a Chiss would never do. Only fair Mythos Supposed. He would now watch her reaction, if this did not procure an Emotional response from the Lady, Nothing would.


[member="Chaf’anta’natrano"]

 

[Chaf’anta’natrano]

Fantana crossed her arms over her chest, a defiant gesture, mostly meant to hide her trembling hands. Her red alien orbs widened at the sight of the fire that encircled him. The Chiss took a few involuntary steps back. When he kissed her hand, she let her eyes close for a moment. How could a creature be so gentle, yet so cruel? These were the Sith that her House Chaf brothers and sisters warned her about.

She couldn't believe it. Animus sought to blackmail her. He wanted Csilla! Kteh! How could she be such a fool? A deep rut appeared in her brow as she stammered.

"Lord Malgus," Fantana explained, willing her voice to remain steady. "It's not just the Ascendancy that wouldn't support a union such as ours, but the Chiss people...they would disown me. If I were to marry a Sith, I would be at risk of being assassinated or exiled like Grand Admiral Thrawn. At best, the Chiss people would tolerate me, but ridicule me behind my back. I would be like Cryax Bane." She muttered under her breath. "A detestable puppet."

Quick, Fan, think. Tell him something. Anything! She shook her head, and gave the Sith a tight-lipped smile, an attempt a conciliatory expression.

"Can you allow me more time to decide? Your proposal has caught me off guard, and like all Chiss, I am a believer in careful deliberation."

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[Mythos]

"My lady, take all the time in the world you need, I am nothing but patient and nothing but devoted to you and House Chaf. Never have i ever sought to do you harm but only to express how i feel about you and my desire to help you accomplish all you tasks but. " Animus paused as he showed her out and stepped from the Cortan Blade, a Ship who would unbeknownst to both of them... Call them deep in the night. "My conditions are adamant and you never needed to fear me or what i could bring as i said before my lady" His voice could not hide a deep scent and whispering regret and disappointment. "Banish me... and i will be gone with the same shadows that i came with... you don't need to beat around the bush with me my lady... I am a big lad that can take straight words."

His eyes narrowed and his heart skipped a beat again... no, he could not just surrender and let her go without showing her exactly what he meant and what his words entailed, what his heart truly felt yet... he was out of cards to play, he was incapable of reaching with his words exactly what he felt and exactly what he wished to do... all he could do is try and get one more meeting with the lady.

"If you do wish me to stay and not banish from your life... Promise me you will keep in touch" His eyes pleaded for once, he felt defeated as worse as if a thousand enemies that had fallen before him meant nothing if he could not garner the heart of lady Fantana... Nothing. Animus had never failed to court a Lady Before, One he really truly wanted anyway so it came in quite a shock that she would leave in such a manner.

"I am sorry... for frightening you if i did, For sneaking into your palace without concern." This was the One time. The Single one time in Mythos' entire life up to this point that he put away his pride for someone else, did she deserve it? Was she worth it? Mythos thought so. With a sigh he let her go, he would never harm her... even if she thought he would. Perhaps one day he could prove that to her in a more... Visceral way


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