You'd Think It Would Be Easy.

[Darth Ferus]

And you'd be right. That was the issue with the New Order fleet. It was still New Order technology. The one known as [member="Alicia Drey"] , the one who chose to fly off with this emperors capital ships, would not be hidden for too long. No, that's the issue with taking well known big ships. There were loyalists aboard them, those who followed their leader, who spied, listened. Learned.

Alicia Drey was her name. A simple feat to learn about a Sith who didn't hide behind a mask. A once leader of the New Order. That was the issue with being a well known leader, you were known. And so Daichi found himself in Hannah City, home of Chandrila Datatech. What an easy hunt this would be.

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

Every plan had a point in which there would be a hiccup. She had been meticulous in her preparations and accurate in her executions. It had been a long time since Alicia Drey had surrendered herself to the dark side of the Force and consequentially became it's guide. Through it's use, the Sith Lord known as Darth Ayra had gone about her business without ever making a connection between her true nature and her life on Chandrila. She considered the name Ayra as her true identity and anything she did as Alicia Drey was a life that continued the imperative that she and her Sith Master, Darth Pandeima, were leading.

But for all her careful work throughout the years since she had entered the Sith apprenticeship under Pandeima and became the newest member of another ancient Sith cult that had resurfaced in the new era. The One Sith were not the only Sith organization from a time before the Four Hundred Year Darkness that had come back with a vengeance. Darths Pandeima and Ayra were Baneites, of the Rule of Two and Darth Bane's Order of Sith Lords. The New Order had been a project to continue their imperative, through the use and manipulation of the Sith in order to weaken them severely, whilst at the same time hindering the United Clans of Mandalore and later, the Galactic Republic. But the project had failed and now something was coming back to bite her back.

Her hiccup came in the form of [member="Daichi"]. What had been a plan to use the remnants of Darth Ferus, the Sith Lord that had made her a master of the seven Lightsaber forms, in order to create a being that would serve Ayra and Pandeima had returned from the remnants of the New Order.

He found himself on Chandrila, in the capital Hanna City.

 

[Darth Ferus]

| [member="Alicia Drey"] |

This hiccup would prove more then minor. Krest, the once living, knew Alicia Drey. Knew Darth Ayra. And by consequence, so did Daichi. And by now, the Galaxy. There was a bounty on her, and the others. There were consequences no one could simply escape, especially when it's three rather large ships involved. Though, he had no idea truly why he was here. There were bounty hunters that could go after her at this point. Others to bother this. But.. Perhaps it was the memories. Perhaps it was the fact that she had a hand in making him. He came to talk peacefully, but he was not oblivious to the threat. If need be, he had those he could call on.

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

It was morning, and although surprising to some, those who called themselves Sith Lords did eat and drink. Alicia found herself in a cantina, nearby the base of operations for Chandrila DataTech. A plate of food and a cup of steaming coffee were lain on the table, half eaten and drunk. A datapad was unfolded on her hand and her eyes were following the report she was reading. Her developers were creating a new type of datapad that she hoped to be a hit in Hanna City, and if they proved to be popular, beyond into the other cities and towns across the planet.

She was oblivious to a fact that a former subordinate was about to join her, nor that there was a bounty on her head.

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

Daichi moved through the compound under the guise of a reporter. His presence was null, smaller then that of an atom. Such was the power of Art of the Small. It was not hard for him to find the CEO, and with her on lunch it wasn't hard to see her. He sat down across from her slowly, a frown present on his face.

"Ah, there you are." Pale blue eyes fixated on her form, causing his frown to deepen. He hated how Sith pretended to be other people like this. It was shallow imitation. But for now, he would play along.

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

Her selection of food was a Tapani Carbonara and bread, alongside a chilled Corellian wine and salad native to Chandrila. A shadow loomed over her and she felt a brief annoyance. Lifting a napkin to her mouth to dry it of the Cabonara's sauce and excess bits of meat that had accompanied it, her steel blue eyes lifted to the source of her annoyance. Alicia Drey found herself frozen by the man who sat across him. Seconds would pass between this moment of realization of who it was.

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

The frown plastered across the mans face would suddenly turn to a smile, he simply shaking his head. "To think, if you hadn't taken those ships we would be talking right now." He kept still, other then resting his chin on the table. "Sith, always untrustworthy."

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

The shock passed, in the seconds Alicia allowed it in. Lowering the napkin to the side, she allowed her hands to lay flat on the table. She smiled at Daichi. It was a cruel smile. Darth Ayra leaned her head to the left at the creation. How had he found her? Then it came to her. The one hiccup, the possible mistake to every scheme; and here he was sat before her.

She would have to play this very carefully.

"Ships?" Her eyes surveyed the man, observing him, his clothes and the camera that hung around his neck. That is to say, if he had a camera. Wouldn't you, if you were impersonating a reporter? Her eyes returned to staring at Daichi. "You're a reporter, aren't you? Shouldn't you have made an appointment for an interview?" She gave a soft smile.

 

[Darth Ferus]

"I believe in being spontaneous. Makes it easier to learn the truth." He lifted up the camera, smiling. "Here, how about a picture? I'm sure there are many who would like to see the true face of the CEO yes?" He smiled wide, a calm and oddly pleasant smile. He wasn't here to fight, no. That would be pointless.

"You know, it wasn't hard to put a bounty on your head. To think one of your own creations would come to bite you in the ass. Krest never did trust you, [member="Alicia Drey"] ." His voice lowered then, hardly a whisper. "You left at a good time. The Sith were exiled with the help of the Mandalorians, Darth Ayra."

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

[OOC: Sorry for the slow reply, only just remembered this thread.]

A flash of yellow in Alicia Drey's eyes betrayed her. Darth Ayra lifted the napkin to her lips and wiped the Tapani pasta she had been eating from it, smearing some of the purple lipstick she had used as part of her make up for the day. "Bounty? I see. Have you come to collect?"

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Alicia Drey"]
[S'all good o/ I forgot this existed myself]

A bemused smile formed over the mans face as he watched her. He lowered the camera then, setting it on the table. IT was then he leaned back, letting his smile fade entirely. "No, I am not. The bounty is double for you alive, but what use is it for me to get my own bounty? No, I came to talk with you. Circe, Enigma. I want her, and I want her dead. I think it's only fitting her monster be the one to destroy her, but I'm not against someone else doing it. I want her location, and what ever new body she may have created."

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

She lifted a finger to her lips and then gestured for him to follow. Abandoning her half finished lunch, Ayra folded the datapad closed and slid it into the pocket of her trousers. She wore plain clothes, so as to not betray her allegiance to the dark side. Moving out of the dining hall, the Sith Lord led her former teacher turned subordinate to her office.

Lowering herself into the vacant seat, the doors were closed and she reclined in her seat, one leg folded over the other. "Before we continue, may I ask what possible reason do you have for wanting to murder Circe Savan?"

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

Daichi, while following her, made no move to enter the room, rather he stood in the doorway, keeping the door open. He wasn't about to let himself get trapped in a room with a Sith in her own turf. He kept very aware of his surroundings, but he kept his gaze forward, on Alicia.

"You ask me why I would want to murder the whore, the murderer, the one who cheats death time and time again and is hell bent on killing thousands for the sake of her own useless power? If those weren't enough of a reason, she made me. And I can't say she's been a good mother."

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

Ayra leaned her head to the left. "And why do you think I'd help you kill her?"

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

"Would you like to continue with this business of yours? I already have messages about your identity ready to go out, and I doubt a Sith's loyalty to their master, especially if their master happens to be one like Circe Savan."

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

"Yes, I suppose you're right Daichi." She leaned back in her chair, her hands cupping into one another. "You've put me in a tight corner and have exploited my thirst for power. I see there is a bit of Ferus in you now." She lowered her gaze slightly, a look of concern etched over her features. "I do not see Circe. She sees me. I never know where she is, but she always knows where I am. If you want me to lure her to you, then it will have to be on another planet or moon."

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

Daichi shook his head once, looking over his shoulder. "I do not want you to lure her to me. I want you to be Sith and kill her. I'm sure there will be another body for her to have moved to. By then, I'll what it is."

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

"You want me to kill Circe? Interesting. And then what? You want to see the body or something?" She nearly shook her head. This guy was so cliche.

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

"Nope. I already said what would happen next. When she moves bodies, as she always has, I will have her. Just be a good lil' Sith and kill your master." He shook his head. Sith were always trying to over complicate things.

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Daichi"] |

"So be it."