Private Unaligned

[Djorn Bline]

V E N O M _ S N A K E
NEW IMPERIAL ORDER
REVYIA

Music was playing in the common area of the house, and dusk was about to reign over the skies as the last hint of light was fading on the horizon. He had come home to visit his family that he distant himself from intentionally. Still he had a responsibility to his family, although he always felt strange and foreign whenever being in their presence. Peaceful and tranquility, two traits that were polar opposite to his world that of war and destruction; however, it did serve its purpose to help progress his visions.

He rejected this life, his family despite how fulfilling it could give to him. He dug a hole leading to hell and couldn’t escape from it.

“The girls are asleep,” he said to Ariel, joining the woman at the sofa. “Didn’t think it would be that easy to do so,” fatherhood was a strange thing to him and he was bound to fail at it.

“And the dinner was nice...didn’t think you’d make something special out of it.”

Ariel Yvarro​

 

[Ariel Yvarro]

"It helps that their routine hasn't changed," she remarked with a smile. Ariel looked over to Djorn and studied his features. Surely, her family would call her a fool. Nevertheless, she found that her life as it was, was quite fulfilling. Even if Djorn only ever came home to play pretend, he had grown colder, more distant - while she valued his ideals Ariel stopped short of making them her lives work. Her daughters were her pride and joy, they kept her going. ​

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Djorn was surprised about the dinner, "well, it isn't often you're home, so it's always a special occasion." ​

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At least that in part was the lie she often told herself. Still, Ariel could sense there was more at play here. While she wanted for him to simply want to be home for the sake of being home. Relaxing, and enjoying himself - he was a man who made it so that he couldn't even enjoy the simple things. Perhaps, there was another place, in a different reality where they could truly live as a family. Unfortunately, it was all a dream - and Ariel was here reassuring her girls that, their father wasn't going to abandon them. ​

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"You don't have to make this awkward, Djorn. I know there's something else you want to talk about," she turned to face him. "Why did you come back home?" Not that she didn't think he missed her company, sure, perhaps part of him did. That part of him was most likely buried six feet deep, even if she continually lied to herself to the contrary. ​

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Djorn Bline ​

 

[Djorn Bline]

V E N O M _ S N A K E
NEW IMPERIAL ORDER
REVYIA

It was always awkward when they were alone until they broke the ice with some small talk, earning some comfort with each other. She figured something was up when he came which she wasn't wrong, but he would have to mince his words to convince her. There was a lot of a moving factors in this day of age, a new situation presented itself after the downfall of the Sith Empire. Peace would reign, but only for a small amount of time before another war broke out; a war that was nearing to spark. He had his schemes and ideas, and needed tools to help him progress them.

Ariel was invaluable, smart with politics and good with a blaster. She stepped away from that life after the First Order, and now he needed her to come back to it.

"You didn't say that to me the last time I came, or the other time," trying to get on her good side, make it easy to convince her. He had an idea how he could manage that, knowing some of her feelings towards him. She didn't despise him nor did she hide herself and their daughters away from him, for some reason.

"But you're right, I did want to talk to you about something," nearing her with each passing step. "I know things are complicated between us which was never my intention, but...well, you already know my position."

"Here's the thing, I want you to come with me. I think it'll allow us to have more time together...as a family."

His words gave good intention, but really he was just only manipulating her. Get her to sympathize for him and have her emotions cloud her thinking. His hands, organic and bionic, reached out for her own hands; try to bridge the gap between them. Did he love her? He didn't know; maybe he did, maybe he didn't. All he knew was that he was selfish to achieve what he ultimately wanted, and he would always do it as if having a clear conscience and thinking it was right.

"Make things less complicated, wouldn't that be nice?"

Ariel Yvarro​

 

[Ariel Yvarro]

Ariel smiled and watched Djorn as he smiled, and spoke. "The last time you came home, you didn't seem so..." her words failed her as she attempted to describe the way he felt to her. "I'm not sure, but something seems off, more distant than before and I attributed your distance before to your having participated in the war." She looked at him and searched his eyes something wasn't there, at least whatever it was that endeared her to him. "I don't think either of us intended to have our relationship be so complicated."​

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It would have been better if she had been clear and cut with him from the start. She tried at least, and then Ivalyn happened - so there went any attempt at being clear, cut, and dry. She couldn't be heartless when she should've been, words of every Fortan woman echoed in her mind but a reminder that she was also a Yvarro, which should have accounted for something, but it didn't. "I do know your position," it was the position of every other person of her own family.​

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Careers before family. Nation before family. Ideals before the family or anything else as far as Djorn was concerned. Ariel let Djorn hold her hands to draw the gap between them. She watched as he offered the idea of being a family and spending more time together. In truth, she wanted nothing more than to be a family. Where would they go? They would suddenly be the magical family element of a rather notorious man. "I would love nothing more," she began, her hands quietly slipped out of Djorns. ​

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Ariel shifted in her seat along the sofa. "I love the idea of being a family, with you." She added for emphasis and then continued, "but I am not about to put the girls at risk."​

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"Nor would I want someone to figure out our association with you, and use that to their advantage."​

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It was a saying of the Sith, love, family - it was a weakness. It could only hold you back, although some Sith use it as their own advantage fueling their emotions as they fight. "Things are peaceful here, the girls are happy." ​

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Djorn Bline ​

 

[Djorn Bline]

V E N O M _ S N A K E
NEW IMPERIAL ORDER
REVYIA

He almost had her, like a fish drawn to bait, but slipped away as her hands slipped out from his own. Could he blame her for enjoying the peaceful life she had here with the girls? No, he couldn’t, but the chase wasn’t over.

“Security won’t be a problem, Ariel,” sitting down alongside her. “The girls won’t be in any danger, I can make legitimate documents that won’t associate you with me. We’ve played our cards carefully in keeping this a secret, and nobody would know of us.”

“Ariel,” his hand placed on top of her thigh, “please, I need you and your help. Things are going to change within the Order, drastic changes. There’s already internal bickering amongst the Warlords and Moffs of how the new Empire should operate, and I need all the help I can get from making sure our work isn’t left in vain. I know it’s asking too much, but it’ll help so we can be a family without me being distant from you.”

Empty promises; sweet nothings in the wind. Even if his goal was achieved, he would most likely continue his old habits.

“Please, I can give you assurances. Things might be peaceful here, but that won’t remain the same...not if the Order isn’t successful in its mission.”

Ariel Yvarro​

 

[Ariel Yvarro]

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Ariel watched as Djorn made his attempts to spin his webs, she enjoyed watching him tell her everything he wanted. She had given up quite a lot to be here and yes she knew she had lied to herself when it came to Djorn. Ariel wanted so much to have the family she never had, perhaps too much, so much so she had been blind to what now laid before her. She supposed that eventually, she would have come to this conclusion sooner or later, sooner it would be though. ​

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She laughed, all she could do was laugh.​

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Her laughter seemed to drop as fast as it arrived and she removed Djorn's hand from her thigh. Ariel looked at him and her gaze settled upon him with a coldness that he most likely hadn't known from her. "Your empire was weak from the start and has only grown more corrupt and fat ever since its victory over an already weakened enemy. You prided yourselves on military wins, but did so on the back of a gross, pathetic, and dying empire."​

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"Now that it's all over there's nothing left for the dogs to eat, and so they turn on each other, as dogs do."​

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Ariel rose from the sofa she let her form linger in the light as she walked away from Djorn, "and now you want me, an outsider, to come in and somehow bring order to rabid dogs who ought to be put down, who should have been put down from the beginning."​

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"But, I admit, you did a lot of great work for me and my family, the war you created."​

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"My how the profits soared, my how power flowed from one entity to the other." Ariel's voice dropped an octave and she turned to face Djorn. "Now, here you are, you come offering falsehoods in exchange for your ideals. Let us be honest Djorn, you sold yourself to your New Imperial masters a long time ago, if there had been a love for me there, it is now gone, dead and buried much like the empire you and yours meticulously pulled apart."​

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Ariel took a deep breath and exhaled, "the answer to your question is no."​

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"I will not be used to further your agenda, not in the way you use your own children."​

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"Know that I have loved you Djorn," she approached him and sat once more on the sofa near to him, "but that love, much like your soul - is gone."​

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Djorn Bline ​

 

[Djorn Bline]

V E N O M _ S N A K E
NEW IMPERIAL ORDER
REVYIA

She mocked him.

He could understand if she was firm on her original answer of not wanting to involve herself in the complex politics of the New Empire, and maybe not make anymore attempts of persuading her; yet she dare to mock him and sit next to him. Maybe there was some truth to her words, but they insulted his ideals; therefore, insulting him. Something he took personally.

If one were to criticize him on how cruel he was or a terrible excuse for a human, then they would just be meaningless words into the wind.

Insulting his visions and values? That was crossing the line.

"Falsehoods? You're calling me a liar?" which she wasn't incorrect in calling him that. Again, lies and deceit were common for him.

"And you call my nation weak? After it challenged and defeated an empire of those that prided themselves as immortals and subjugate populations to do their bidding?"

His core began to stir up with anger, trying to restrain himself from going above that. Standing up and taking a few steps away from the couch with his back facing Ariel as he stared at the wall. Their little affair sparked in the gardens, admitting to himself that Ariel was indeed an attractive and ideal woman to his tastes. Raised and educated as an Imperial, and then dedicating herself to helping the Imperial cause on the far reaches of the Galaxy where civilization lacked order. Staring at the wall he could see a picture being drawn with his eyes. An image of the two of them raising the girls in a Galaxy with New Imperials reigning dominant throughout the stars. A peaceful and perfect life.

That image began evaporating from his eyes.

"We could've been a perfect couple, living a life we wanted."

His words hanging in the air, ears awaiting for her reply.

...and his hand itching for the side of his waist.

Ariel Yvarro​

 

[Ariel Yvarro]

"It is your profession isn't it?" Ariel was plain with him, she rose once more and turned to look at him, "you defeated a weak and pathetic empire that not only made your military bleed but did not go nearly as quietly into the night as you all had hoped." She chuckled in disbelief that he would so pledge himself to such frivolous pursuits as 'ideals' when all they were was just another excuse to commit more atrocities. The old First Order had taught her that - they too prided themselves on creating a galaxy in their image. In the end, it didn't matter.

She did mock him and she took pleasure in it.

"No." She stopped him there, "we would never have been a perfect couple, not in a million years."

Ariel's tone grew colder, "because compared to you, even Taeli Raaf had a heart."

"Compared to you and your Empire, the Sith Empire's bosoms were warm. If somewhat misleading, and don't mistake my words for strokes. You must understand that death is the nature of life. It was inevitable that the Sith Empire would fall, just as it is inevitable that yours shall tear itself apart," Ariel didn't mince her words as she continued. "Your empire simply a more grotesque version of the Galactic Empire that once occupied the galactic south."

"Get out Djorn, and don't return to me. I neither want nor need you, bark for your masters as you do, continue to lick their boots, and reap the rewards it brings you." She pointed toward the door. The New Imperial Order wasn't innocent not nearly as much as it made itself out to be, not nearly in the way that Djorn saw it. In truth, he was nothing more than another misguided crusader wishing his will upon a galaxy that would revolt and throw him and the New Imperials off.

Ariel had lied to herself for far too long.

Tonight those lies were over, and so too was Ariel's fondness for Djorn.

Djorn Bline ​

 

[Djorn Bline]

V E N O M _ S N A K E
NEW IMPERIAL ORDER
REVYIA

SINS OF THE FATHER​

That image on the wall disappeared.

Only to be replaced with red.

"because compared to you, even Taeli Raaf had a heart."

Him? Compared to that...thing? He was criticized for being less of a human than her? The same Sith that took away his arm, using her apprentice, Eldaah Aderyn , as medium to inflict that irreversible injury; the same Sith that used Loske Treicolt , a personal friend, to claw his left eye and did unforgivable acts to the Jedi?

She mocked him and not just him; the men and women that reclaimed their future through warring trials; Loske who was someone's guinea pig and experimented on.

In no way was he a good man with all that he had, but he was less of a monster compared to Taeli.

All that rage and anger brewed until it yielded into a final product...

...his hand went to the side of his waist, drawing a blaster pistol and aimed at Ariel's center with one single pull of the trigger, and a bright crimson light illuminated the room with hot plasma racing towards Ariel.

The lies were over, but she'd see the truth of the man he was. A heartbreaking truth.

Ariel Yvarro​

 

[Ariel Yvarro]

Ariel was smarter than she looked, she activated a gauntlet on her hand and there within formed a beskar plate, "so you are a coward." She uttered, and placed a hand to her ear, "you were right, Rowan. He did shoot." She stared down at Djorn and called for her daughters who emerged from their rooms having witnessed what their father attempted to do. ​

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"You will always be a coward," she said to him matter-of-factly, and left with her daughters heading out of the home to where Rowan awaited with transport. She and her girls would disappear from the galaxy and Djorn, the NIO's greatest liar would not be able to find them, even if he tried. ​

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- End -​