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[Aurelion Nova]

Aurelion's Lightsaber

Station above Kayri III; CIS Space

"Where does one go when they abandon the Dark but the Light won't accept them?"



Aurelion's hands tightened around the strap to the bag containing what meager belongings he was able to bring with him. After his time with the Sith well..... it was a miracle he was able to gather anything at all for his journey. At first he was tempted to return to Tanaab, to his Buir, as the thought that Taozi Fuyuan being worried sick about him made his stomach twist in guilt and remorse. Had made tears sting his eye more times than he could remember..... but..... the thought of her being disgusted by him, by a SITH flooded over that feeling of remorse and only made him want to run further and further from Tanaab. To let her be heartbroken by the loss of what she thought he was, instead of the monster he had been forced into becoming. These two sensation had warred inside Aurelion intensely, profusely, for weeks, breaking his heart over and over again until he had finally brought the two warring sides together in a compromise. He would dwell in the CIS, around the Eternal Empire where he knew she had... business. He didn't ever want her to see what he had become but he couldn't bring himself to not want to watch over her.

This is what had lead him to Kayri III and, now, made hi stomach churn with another worrying twinge. Would even the Confederacy accept someone like him? The former apprentice to Darth Prazutis? It was no secret beings such as Gerwald Lechner were no fan of his former Master and he could only imagine how pathetic he seemed to have supposedly studied at the foot of Prazutis and come out the other end having learned.... next to nothing. What was more likely, in the end? That a being such as Prazutis had been unable to teach him or that he was so inept he had failed to learn? The pneumatic hiss of the doors opening in front of him startled Aurelion out of his reverie, the breathe he had not been aware he was holding shocking him from his stupor, numb and distracted steps carrying him forward. His singular blue eye sweeping around the lobby of passenger shuttles before spying the hangar to the Codia platform.

A small, relieved breathe left Aurelion as he began to step forward, his breathing beginning to level out until a soft, cold chill would arc up his legs and coil in the pit of his stomach. The gentle, murmuring darkness hissing and snapping against his control. Those tendrils of utter blackness roiling beneath the surface as it hissed to him a warning. A tingling at the nape of his neck as the serpentine hissing of the Dark Side slid cool, reassuring scales against his consciousness. Drawing his gaze gentle away from the hangar to Codia and instead around the sprawling lobby of the station. His only thought being that the Sith had sent someone or something to kill him and his throat constricted at the thought. His own inner darkness churning and thrashing in the Force, sending out obvious ripples and pulsations as he did his best to blend into a crowd of civilians to begin looking for.... whatever this was.

Ebony Ambrosia



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[Ebony Ambrosia]

Ebony strode through the station with little more than their black outfit, which matched their black eyes and their black hair all of which contrasted against their pale skin. Well, what the living believed was skin. Could a manifestation of energy to mimic that of an organic be considered real? This was a deep philosophical question that Ebony never bothered answering. They didn't care. The Sith conjured them, and they took on a physical appearance to 'blend in' so they could kill more efficiently. End of caring.

Why was a thing like them here? Simple, really. Smuggling operation. Goods entered Confederate space. Goods left Confederate space. No customs inspections. No tariffs. No restrictions. Ebony would have smuggled people if any of the customers asked them too -- but they never did. This entire part of the galaxy was so rabidly anti-slavery is could make Ebony sick. If she had a stomach, or any glands.

Business had concluded for this particular trip, but there was no pressing business to jump back on a ship. Ebony enjoyed walking among the living. Watching them. Waiting. Poised to strike the moment one of those arrogant champions of Light dared reveal themselves in their presence! DEATH TO ALL JEDI.

Why? Because they existed. You wanted something deep and meaningful? Go listen to a Jedi lecture.

Then something strange caused Ebony to stop moving. Their black eyes scanned the area slowly. Something dark was nearby. Lurking. Hiding. Not hiding deeply enough, however, since they could sense it writhing. Was it eager to strike, or terrified of being consumed?

Slowly they turned until her eyes honed in on where Aurelion Nova crept among the mortals. Ebony stood there for a moment staring at the thing curious if it would realize who or what had its eye on him. If he ran, they would chase him. If he stood still, they would close on him. If he approached, they would wait. Either way, the squishy one and their darkness had Ebony's attention.

 

[Aurelion Nova]

Aurelion's Lightsaber

"No heart lacks fear, and courage is not it's absence, rather it is the act of facing and overcoming fear that defines courage in it's entirety."



Sadly with his attention split between reigning in the darkness thrashing against his self-control and trying to spy out the pronounced, obsidian presence that singular sky blue eye was only able to torpidly linger over the presence of Ebony Ambrosia before recognition would spark behind the deep blue coloration. Though it was far too late for him to avoid notice at this point, as the presence took direct notice of him, and he did not even need the Force to detect the almost predatory attention of the presence. If Aurelion was a hero, a true Jedi, he would have confronted the presence. Approached it, at the least.

But Aurelion was not a hero, and in his own mind he was no longer a Jedi, and fear gripped his wounded heart at the sight of this being that seemed as if she would gladly feast upon his heart if given the chance. Thus he ran or, at least, he began to make his way through the crowd away from Ebony. That cold, inner darkness feasting upon his fear with gentle, soothing murmurs in the Sith tongue to Aurelion. These murmurs, in the tone a mother would hush their child, only stoked and enhanced the sense of dread growing within Aurelion's heart. A small, chilling fact gnawing at him even as he broke free of the crowd and entered a separate area of the station. That this woman, this being, could very well be the death of him.

Shaking his head to try and clear his thoughts, Aurelion would begin to move toward a more sparsely populated area of the station. A maintenance hall from the looks of it. Occupied primarily by droids of various stripes going about their cleaning duties. Only a slightly erratic little mousse droid chirping at him and zig-zagging across his path to harry him. At the very least, should the woman follow him and attack him, they would be far away from any other potential bystanders.


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[Ebony Ambrosia]

Ebony's expression didn't change an ounce when the young one fled. The creature seemed mortal. Probably haunted. They stood still as the young one moved among other mortals that crowded the place. After a few moments their physical manifestation dispersed into the air and barely perceptible streams of darkness swam among the bodies. Those in the immediate vicinity of Ebony turned and gawked at the woman that seemed to abruptly vanish from sight. Such reactions hardly mattered.

The tendrils of darkness moved among the living with ease. No haste was made to flow through the gaps between creatures as the young one pursued had not increased their lead by a worthwhile amount. Once Aurelion slipped into a sparsely populated area that was when the tendrils converged once more and Ebony's appearance emerged out from behind a lingering body; as though the two had merely crossed paths rather than Ebony having appeared out of no where.

Aurelion kept a lead for a time afterward as Ebony did not give chase at speed. Their dark gaze fixed on the youth's position even when walls blocked their vision. When they aligned in a straight stretch, and with Aurelion not eager to stand in wait, that was when Ebony vanished once more. Shadows shot across the floor; they raced ahead of the man afraid for its life before Ebony sprung forth from the assembled mass of darkness in his path.

"Cease your motion before we tear that darkness from your soul," Ebony snapped. "Why do you flee? If we wished to devour you this galaxy is not large enough for you to escape us."

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