Posted 15 August 2017 - 04:46 AM
More names were mentioned, still meaning nothing. Confederacy space he knew of, and Lok, yes. But Lord of Storms? His eyes moved. His skin prickled slightly. Tmoxin touched his hand, and he flinched a little, for it certainly wasn’t something he was familiar with.
Join her. From serving himself to serving her of these Knights? Was this all part of her game? Empires and clubs were all doomed to fail, the words rang in his head and he brought up his cybernetic hand to gently rub his eyes, though didn’t move from her touch.
"An Exarch? What is that? Who are these people? Do you not remember what you said on Kamino, but now you say you serve this…Lord?"
His hand moved from hers, and he brought it up and placed it on the back of her neck gently.
"I owe you, so, yes, I will help you. I will not kneel to another, but I will listen, understand and help drive the Dark forward to simply repel the Jedi Knights and keep them contained. They will not be destroyed in our lifetime, but we can remind them that their time is limited and the darkness will rise once more."
The peace resumed.
"Right-hand. Where you go, I go?"
Posted 15 August 2017 - 11:57 AM
Posted 15 August 2017 - 02:28 PM
The proposal was interesting and he was curious about this Storm Lord and the Knights. He raised his chin slowly looking out, and for a second heard the chants and roars of soliders under his command. He wasn't standing on a balcony of some spa, but a balcony of some palace beside Commander Temi launching troops to invade and defend, to destroy and protect. It was glorious.
"I will accompany you when I am better, and we will see what these people of yours make of me."
Did he want to be an equal? No. He wanted to be the superior. In time, that would come. She would kneel before him in time. They all would.
"What problem do you have. Tell me, and then I will tell you mine that's been eating away at me since I woke on Kamino."
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Posted 15 August 2017 - 04:20 PM
Posted 16 August 2017 - 05:49 AM
As she got comfortable, he looked over and flashed her that roguish smile. She would be his before she left, that much was clear. As Matsu said, he was to become a man who knew what he wanted and took it, regardless of anything or anyone else. That was the path towards gaining respect.
”I remember the First Order, and their Ren cult. Luckily, I’m still here to tell the tale and my business with the Order isn’t finished. As for the Ren, I’m all ears."
Kneeling, he checked his lightsaber hilt and his blade, and patted down his clothes folded neatly. Everything was in order
He stood and picked a couple of red grapes from a fruit bowl to the side of the room, popped them in his mouth and crunched them hungrily as he watched a rolling news-feed on the monitor built into the wall. Jedi refugee crisis. Assassination attempts. Smuggling rise. Sith invasions. Same old news.
He reached for his trousers, shook them, and slipped them on. He had some modesty around a pretty woman after all. He wasn’t a…monster.
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Posted 16 August 2017 - 05:17 PM
Posted 17 August 2017 - 02:41 AM
”I know that name. One of the Ren, and one who always saw himself bigger than he is in the pecking order. Seems he’s got you right where he wants you."
He turned and paced the other way.
”He’s got your DNA, which I assume wasn’t willing, at least I hope not." A look was shot her way, sprawled on the bed. ”If it was, then this is your fault and wanting out will be harder with this level of hold over you. Not that he needs you now he has a clone. You’re probably already defunct."
Harsh words, but true. No need to mince words. He turned one more time to face her, and knelt down before the bed. He slowly ran his hand up and down her calf.
”I think we can come to some agreement, don’t you. I help you, you help me. You want to be free, I want to know whay I can't even remember his name. Simple."
There was a look in his eyes, and he squeeezed his hand. To gain power, one simply had to take it.
Posted 18 August 2017 - 06:08 AM
Posted 18 August 2017 - 09:56 AM
The hand worked her muscle gently and he didn’t hide from looking over her body, the curves here and there easy to see under the material. Letting her speak, he moved higher, but stopped.
That name. His eyes looked through her almost as a thousand faces blurred before his very eyes. Connor.
”That name...." he whispered, ”what did he do to me? I know that name. The man brought me nothing but pain. He was a poison!"
His cybernetic hand clenched tight, and he resisted from doing the same atop her calf with his good hand. He looked out to the window to find some of that cooling calm, and cooling breeze. It felt like his chest was going to burst.
”Am I still him? Why did you call me that name? Is that who you are doing this for? Him?"
His head turned to her.
Posted 18 August 2017 - 08:01 PM
Posted Yesterday, 02:38 PM
”You don't KNOW me, that's the point."
He shook his arm from under hers and stood up, walking to the patio door and standing behind it, not going out into the breeze. He took a long inhale of fresh air.
”That man was a Jedi Knight. He fought for the Light. It was HIS memories I wanted destroyed, but it seems there are more who hold his memory closer." With a menacing glint in his eye, the black hand came up and pointed to her. ”You knew him. You cared for him. You called him that. So, what am I? His shadow? His stand-in? What?"
Following his finger, he turned and advanced to her slowly, his features sharp and tight.
”If you see him here, you tell me now so I don't do anything you will regret later. If you see Connor Harrison before you, then the procedure hasn't worked at all."
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Posted Yesterday, 03:24 PM
The black fingers flexed as he controlled it via the nerves fixed to the shoulder, mangled into his skin as a gruesome blend of man and machine.
Who are you?
His dark eyes looked to her lounging on the bed, as cool as a glacier on Hoth.
”I...I don't know."
With that, he gave up. He turned and sank on the edge of the bed again, both hands holding his face as he leant forward, elbows and knees. His body started to ache again.
”I can't leave here the person I arrived as. I can't use his name. I can't...I can't associate myself with his past."
The crinkle in his brow showed he was pained, but luckily nobody could see him and the man emerging finally behind the monster.
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