Un-gubernatorial like

[Herr Vanderhing]

They arrived at the shuttle once more, Dr. Cheng opened the door for Vanderhing and quickly said

"Our next event will be a parade throughout the capital!"

Vanderhing jumped inside of the shuttle and Dr. Cheng closed the door behind him. Inside Vanderhing held his cane and calmly asked "Such an excellent speaker you are!..... Rivaled by very few it seems! Where did you learn the art?"

[member="Lark"]

 

[Lark]

"I suppose I must have been gifted with a silver tongue. I've been this way as long as I can remember..."

It was true. Those he had worked with when he was younger always said so. And although Lark trusted Vanderhing, at least more than he trusted most people, he wasn't willing to share details of his past with any soul in the galaxy. He sat down across from the Governor. "A parade, huh? How's your security? A parade in a highly public place like the capital is bound to be rife with potential assassins."

[member="Herr Vanderhing"]

 

[Herr Vanderhing]

"I assume that Proffessor Cheng arranged for a large group of bodyguards to be stationed with us...... I-I-I am quite unsure though...." Vanderhing said as the shuttle took off. Vanderhing looked out the shuttle's window then calmly asked "Soo... Have you heard that they're reopening Valorum once more? Those fools found a new director and everything!..."

[member="Lark"]

 

[Lark]

Vanderhing better pray Cheng got adequate defenses. If I'm nearby I can protect him from a charging assailant, but there's not much I can do against a sniper. Lark's attention was brought back when Vanderhing mentioned the reopening of the asylum. "That is interesting," he said. "Was the previous director not mad enough?" Lark looked to see if he got a reaction from Cheng, but if he took offense to it, he hid the fact well.

The ship slowly descended, they must have reached their destination. Lark could see and hear the crowds of cheering people, they'd probably be the main event. "Well Governor, the masses await you," he said softly.

[member="Herr Vanderhing"]

 

[Herr Vanderhing]

Professor Cheng payed no attention to the comment, merely organizing meetings via a tablet. The shuttle made a halt at where the parade was to begin. The doors swung open and Geonosian guards surrounded Vandering as they brought him to an air limo. Droid's and thugs kept the reporters and journalists at bay letting no one through. Vanderhing got inside and sat. The roof was removed from the vehicle allowing Vanderhing to wave and shake hands as he sat in the back. An announcer vehicle ahead of them screeched *Cheers to the great governer of Geonosis!!**He protects us from all the monsters of the world!!**All hail the CIS**All hail the Queens!!**All hail Governor Vanderhing* confetti was fired out into the crowds as well as golden yellow and velvet red streams fluttering above them all


OOC: sorry I temporarily lost inspiration for Vanderhing to write, but I watched the Joker go on a rampage now I'm back bigger then ever!!! >;}
[member="Lark"]

 

[Lark]

Lark took the seat next to Vanderhing, and studied the crowds around him. He wasn't to pleased with some of the defenses, the thugs especially. They might be enough to scare off some common hitman, but to a trained assassin dealing with them would be easier than blowing bubbles. He scanned the buildings through the confetti. If I were a sniper I'd be right there, right there, that spot could work. He looked for the flash of a scope, the signature sound of a blaster firing. The chances of an assassin were low, but Lark was nothing if not careful.

OOC: Don't worry about it! We all get distracted from time to time. [member="Herr Vanderhing"]

 

[Herr Vanderhing]

Herr Vanderhing continued to wave and shake hands as his thugs passed out tiny flags badges as well as tossing sweets into the crowds. They were all cheering and waving and clapping with glee. He then his colleague scanning the buildings but ignored him... He was instead enraptured by the cheering and the cameras. He leaned in closer to speak

"Isn't this simply glorious!!... I've turned this planet into a nigh-totalitarian state, with public executions every other day, people fear and respect me, and I'm on every-single television on the planet!!!!....." He paused for a moment "And yet... Despite it all.. It's not enough... Hehehaha!!... I WANT MORE!!!...... What about you?...."

OOC: Thanks for understanding, nice theme btw

[member="Lark"]

 

[Lark]

What is it I desire, Lark thought, only partially distracted. He didn't desire power, not the kind that Herr wanted. Many found that odd, Lark had the potential to be a great politician. When one ruled over something, they were never content, they only desired more and it consumed them. Lark did not aspire to rule over anything, not a city, planet, or even the galaxy. But there was a power that Lark did want to control.

"I want to master the darkness that resides inside of me. I want the capability to destroy," he said calmly, with a kind smile on his face.

[member="Herr Vanderhing"]

 

[Herr Vanderhing]

'Destroy....' The word rang in the rich man's head for a moment. He gave a malicious smile as he thought for a moment then turned to his younger colleague "Old friend..... We are both necessary to this wretched world.... You are a destroyer, removing the unwanted filth from the universe.... And I am a builder.... I make things, I am the one who founds Empires.... You are the one who decides when an empire is failing and swiftly remove the leftover debris!!... They call us crazy.... Psychopaths.... Evil... FREAKS!!!... No one realizes out importance to this wretched world!! Wouldn't you agree?...." He asked as the shuttle continued forward nearing the end of the parade

[member="Lark"]

 

[Lark]

"We are both necessary in this filthy world of ours," Lark replied. "Others simply cannot comprehend what it is that we must do." He watched Vanderhing relish in the cheers of the crowd, the flashes of the cameras, the chants of his name. Lark did not desire that. Dominion over a planet suited Vanderhing, but Lark was never one for ruling. Behind the scenes, in the shadows, away from the eyes of people, that was Lark's specialization. He could get his hands dirty when need be, growing up around gangs ensured that he knew how to fight, and he had a knife on him at all times. But Lark was a ghost, vanishing from one spot to the next. And considering that he had no past, tracking him was nearly impossible.

"This is a nice city," Lark said. "I look forward to seeing what you do with it."

[member="Herr Vanderhing"]

 

[Herr Vanderhing]

Vanderhing continued to wave to the crowd, giving a real smile at all their cheers towards him then gave the younger gentleman a reply

"I'm so happy to see you share a similar philosophy......" He admired all the beautiful architecture and imported neon lights "It is.... Isn't it? I had all the neon lights imported from my home" he sat in silence for a moment then spoke up once more "The parade is the last event I needed help with, but would you be willing to travel to Cato Neimoidia with me?..... There is simply something I must show you!!..... "

[member="Lark"]

 

[Lark]

"I don't have any plans," Lark said in response to Herr's question. "I'd be happy to join you on your visit to Cato Neimoidia. What is it that we'll be doing there?" He shuffled around in his seat beside the standing governor, as they continued to traverse the city. He itched at the knife underneath his black blazer, another was strapped around his ankle. It never hurt to walk around armed, especially in these parts of the galaxy.

[member="Herr Vanderhing"]

 

[Herr Vanderhing]

The vehicle stopped and Vanderhing ordered Proffessor Cheng to call a shuttle..... "I wish to show you something old friend....... Perhaps teach you a small lesson on the path you tread..... Then I'd like to give you a gift as a thank you for y-y-you're help...... Proffessor Cheng if you'll transfer that gift to Cato Neimoidia for me that'd be greatly appreciated........" The shuttle soon arrived and Vanderhing limped inside and sat down..... Having a look of discomfort and anxiousness riddled across him. He sat in silince deep in thought not at all listening or paying attention to his surroundings as the shuttle took off.

[member="Lark"]

 

[Lark]

A gift, Lark thought. How unexpected. Lark had not expected a reward for helping Herr, but he'd accept whatever it was nonetheless. Many were constantly surprised at the lack of concern Lark had for money. It meant almost nothing to him. And why would it? Most of the time he could get what he wanted through words or action alone. He took a seat near where Herr sat, but the man didn't look as if he were paying attention to a thing. Lark lounged back as well, legs crossed, and awaited the travel to Cato Neimoidia.

[member="Herr Vanderhing"]

 

[Herr Vanderhing]

The private shuttle immediately took off as the two were settled inside. The entire time Vanderhing sat clenching his cane seemingly zoned out. The trip was rather short and soon the craft arrived at one of the darken bridge cities covered by the shadow of the night but glowing with all of the neon lights and street lamps. Coming up in the distance was a large mansion further out from the city. The mansion was large and elegant with a courtyard of golden statues and marble fountains with thugs patrolling every inch of the beautiful building. The shuttle landed inside the courtyard as guards swarmed the vehicle ceremoniously, as if a king was arriving at his palace. Vanderhing stood up as the shuttle doors opened. In front of him stood a servant giving a bow "Good evening Mr. Vander-" but the servant was cut off by Vanderhing's cane bludgeoning the side of his skull splattering blood on the courtyard floor. Vanderhing stared at the corpse then at the blood "WELL?! IS NOBODY GOING TO CLEAN THIS UP?!?!?!........." He then limped forward tapping his cane hard on the floor with each struggled step inside the building "Old friend........." The Neimoidian addressed the young man "I asked you here so you could meet someone............" He said as he approached a door leading to the basement. There was a pungent, horrid, horrid smell emanating from beyond the door. It smelled like rotten eggs, rotting meat, and cheap perfume. The smell was so horrible it would cause nearly anyone to gag.

[member="Lark"]

 

[Lark]

Lark watched pitilessly as Vanderhing struck the servant with his cane, leaving the man's head a bloody, pourous mess. Blood spread quickly on the watery ground, and the man did not rise or stir. He casually stepped over the lifeless body and followed Vanderhing to meet whoever it was he wanted him to meet. They approached a door to some lower level, and the scent was rank. It reminded him of the rotten scent of the leeches and mud that infested the bodies of the poor victims massacred by Lark about a decade ago. Could this perhaps be a torture or execution chamber,or was Vanderhing's contact simply a filthy individual?

[member="Herr Vanderhing"]

 

[Herr Vanderhing]

Vanderhing swung the door open to reveal stairs which he immediately attempted to go down. Each step was slow and difficult for him for obvious limping reasons, but slowly he managed to reach the bottom of the steps where the smell got much more horrid. At the bottom of the steps was a chair facing opposite of the steps. Vanderhing limped towards the front of the chair, leaned forward, and began to whisper seemingly in argument with someone

"Alright old friend........" He finally announced "This...... Is my father........"

Vanderhing turned the chair around to face the younger man and in the chair was a rotting corpse, seemingly deceased for years. It's mouth was gapping and it's head leaned to the side. The skin was grey and it's bones were visible. It was quite the disgusting sight to behold and behind the corpse was Vanderhing for some reason struggling to compose himself.

"Father....... This is a business partner of mine, named Lark....." He anounced to the corpse before beginning to snicker to himself

(OOC: oh my gawd!!! Sorry yet again.... I had to deal with faction stuff, then the holidays came and it's been crazy lol!!)

[member="Lark"]