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Allya Vi'Dreya

Allya Vi'Dreya

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In Topic: Deltarune | CIS Dominion of Delta IV (R, 39)

16 January 2019 - 06:51 PM

Objective: Make it so Jerek relaxes and has fun, while making it so he can think of nothing but her.

 

 

Allya danced close to Jerek in almost perfect time with the music. They were close, very close, however, she felt the nervousness that came from Jerek, and from herself. The music thumped, the lights flashed, the mood was almost perfect, if they could get away from this anxiety. So, she did the only thing she could think of. She pulled Jerek towards the bar, and raised a hand. “Two glasses of clait-berry sweet wine.” It was a low alcoholic content wine. Just enough to ease the tension and it tasted good, without the over powering taste and smell of alcohol.

 

The temptress took the drinks, one in one hand for her, and one for Jerek. Full of grace, she handed the drink over to Jerek, and raised her glass up. “It's good, just trust me, okay?” Those large brown eyes gazed into Jerek's own eyes, as she fed on his own feelings and emotions which in turn made her own stronger as well. This soft smile was on her full, supple lips, and she reached up, to push strands of her silken hair out of her face. “To us, and lots of new memories.” If he took the glass, she would clink it to his, and begin to drink the wine. Even if he didn't take it, she would drink her own glass. The warmth of the drink in her belly made her a bit giddy, and she took a deep breath, and closed her eyes. So many emotions in this place, it was hard to stay in control. But, she kept her mind focused on the young man with her. Eyes fluttered back open and she smirked.

 

“Once you finish that, we can go back to dancing. But this time, I'll teach you what to do. Though, you aren't bad at all, naturally.” But he was holding back, and that wouldn't do for her. He just needed a push, and she would happily be his PUSHER, to help him experience the joys life had to offer. Tongue comes out and licks her lips, moistening them a bit. She moved close to Jerek, so her small form nearly touched his. The girl reached out, and poked his nose with her free hand, before bursting out in a giggle fit. “Hahah. You are so cute, truly!

 

Jerek Zenduu

 


In Topic: Dreaming of Home

15 January 2019 - 07:54 PM

(Was dumb)


In Topic: Crouching Nexu, Hidden Krayt Dragon

14 January 2019 - 11:59 PM

She gave Tiland a bright smile. It was friendly, polite, well mannered. For a sith, for a teenager, and a Mandalorian she was very well mannered. She was the daughter of the Vicelord, she understood every action she took, especially around their allies reflected on her father. That said, internally she was fan girling. While Jerke was a cool Padawan, this was a Jedi Master! Ah, he was so cool! Her heart did back flips, her emotions strong. However, she calmed herself, and quickly did a Jedi Meditation technique she learned so long ago, and brought herself back to center, so as to not spread the dark side actively around her as would happen when her emotions got to intense.

 

Eyes moved over to Jerek, and a look of admiration before she looked away. Still the girl carried all of her heavy equipment, and she moved over to the Padawan. Careful she helped Jerek bring the boxes over. However, she always thought in terms of most effective means. Carrying two boxes balanced on either of her arms, and two more with telekinesis, the girl walked over to deposit the boxes in the tent at the side of Jerek. Her strong, athletic form was well balanced. She was no stranger to hard work, and manual labor. She flashed Jerek a shy smile, and nodded. “Hey Jerek. How are you doing?”

 

It wasn't long after she deposited the boxes, that Tiland called them over. She gave the teen boy a silly look before she moved over to the Jedi. “Yes, Master Jedi?” After nodding her head he told them it was time to leave. “Of course, Master....Ah...” He had told her to call him Tiland hadn't he? “Yes, Master Tiland.” It seemed impolite to not call him such. In her mind, he had earned the right. She reached out and grabbed what looked like a decorative metal bracer, and placed it on her right forearm.

 

She followed along, and took every word the master said with great attention. She had to admit, this was a dream. Being taught by a Jedi,there felt so much peace, and calm. So opposite her, and her family. As they walked, she continued practicing her Jedi Meditation techniques to keep her emotions even keel, because....Jerek was right next to her, and it made her heart flutter pretty badly. She shook her head, as she inadvertently walked close to him.

 

Brow furrowed as they entered the field. Once the Master asked the question, she opened the secret port on her vambrace and tried to check everything. It was clearly shorted out and experinced some type of interference. She closed it, with a click, and her mind expanded around her, and as she sought out any information she could feel. Eyes looked around sharply. “Hypothesis, we entered a field of high level Electro Mangnetic energy, placed inside a shield. Its one way, things can come in, but can't go out. Probably a centralized power generator and field emitter, shielded against its own effects at the center. My armor would have probably been fine against it. But its only a hypothesis. It's hard to test without exploring more.” Her hands rested on her hips, and she chewed on her lower lip. Haar'chak”

 

 

Tiland Kortun

Jerek Zenduu

Zak Dymo


In Topic: Oh, Hoylin | CIS Dominion of Hoylin [Hex X-39]

14 January 2019 - 09:33 PM

Around a camp fire, on the planet, stood over two dozen armored Mandalorians. Helmets were off, drinks in hand. At their head, was a much smaller one, the dark skinned Allya, the ne'tra gal raised high in her hand. In the others, ne'tra gal, and kri'gee was held. Their voices were loud, over the crackling of the fire, heard by any in the area.

 

https://www.youtube....h?v=t6gKLk-5QPw

 

Motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a. Taung!

Motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.
Aruetyc runi'la solus cet o'r prudii an.

Motir ca’tra nau tracinya.
Gra’tua cuun hett su dralshy’a.
Aruetyc runi'la solus cet o’r.

Motir ca’tra nau tracinya.
Gra’tua cuun hett su dralshy’a.
Aruetyc runi'la trattok’o.

Sa kyr'am nau tracyn kad, Vode an!

Motir ca'tra nau tracinya. Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a. Taung!

Bal kote, darasuum kote,
Jorso’ran kando a tome.
Sa kyr'am nau tracyn kad, Vode an.

 

Then the chant was done, the metallic goblets were clashed together, and drunk, to the sound of infectious laughter, boisterous talk, boasts, and challenges were made. Some of the men wrestling around, trying to back up their claims, only to be beaten by their ladies. Allya was never more at home than she was now. Dark side and all, she had proven she was one of them. Maybe not from the same clan, but at least from the same people. It was a relaxing thing, and she enjoyed the companionship, and the alcohol. However, her mind wasn't honestly here, it was elsewhere in the galaxy at the moment, on another being.

 

However, this was her heart, try as much as she denied it, she was a Mandalorian. This was what she was. Sith this, CIS that, but, it was this, it was this that defined her. Slowly, she relaxed into it, sipping her ale, and watching the fire, as she joined in another chat.

https://www.youtube....h?v=arE05kDaDVc

 

Taung sa rang broka Mando'ade ka'rta.
Dha Werda Verda a'den tratu,
Manda'yaim kandosii adu.
Duum motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.

Kom'rk tsad droten troch nyn ures adenn.
Dha Werda Verda a'den tratu,
Manda'yaim kandosii adu.
Duum motir ca'tra nau tracinya.
Gra'tua cuun hett su dralshy'a.

 

 

Eyes closed at the end, and she tilted her head up to the sky. Fist raised clenched up for a moment, before she laughed along with the others, and her eyes opened. She wondered what her father was doing. She knew he was near, his presence always comforted her, and filled her with a safe feeling when he was in the area. Mind then continued to wander, over Jerek....such a cute boy...and then settled on Chika. Oh yeah, she was supposed to meet her soon. The girl wondered if she should head over there or not yet.

Oh, and of course, she still had to teach that workshop thing her father and Srini had signed her up for....I mean, she could do it, but what type of teenager wanted to be stuck running a camp to teach people twice her age? But still, duty, honor and all that....Still, it wouldn't hurt to just, relax a bit first...a couple more drinks.

 

Chikako Liona

 

Darth Metus


In Topic: Battle Against Our Nature [SJO Event]

14 January 2019 - 08:33 PM

The darkness was becoming overwhelming. While she could withstand the avalanche of it, she knew the people she was protecting couldn't. Having lost contact with the others for now, due to the chaos, she growls. Pushing back into the ship, she forces the Wookiee survivors to be fully loaded onto the ship, the rest of the village soon inside the ship. There was enough room, perhaps for more too. Once everyone was loaded, she closed the hatch, and activated the shields. Pushing through the fuzzy wookiees, she moved into the pilot seat, and lifted the ship. “Droids...arm the wookiees with our spare blasters. We aren't stopping here." One of the wookiee elders roared his approval. While she didn't understand them, they had an understanding. They trusted her right now, she was there next to them, hurting, and willing to sacrifice for them. It was enough on both sides.

 

The ship lifted, and she targeted another village on the brink of the tidal wave of darkness coming out. Talking to the elder as he seemed to understand her, she tried to make her desires known. “Take the weapons, help push the survivors into the ship, we defend them just long enough to get them onboard, I want to get one more village after this. I don't know how many survivors there will be, we don't have enough room, but we will have to just make it, pile people on top of one another.” The elder grunted and went back, roaring to everyone.

 

She pushed through the trees, avoiding the branches as best as she could. This ship wasn't designed for intense mobility, it was a problem, she was becoming more aware of. Laser cannons blasted tree branches down to the floor below, and soon the next village came into view. Much of it was destroyed already, and her teeth clenched down. “Get ready! We move fast, strike true!” She yells out at the wookiees. Ship landed in a central square and opened up, the stronger wookiees brought out the weapons and fought to defend their people. They went from being slaughtered to having a chance to save others, this wasn't lost on them. The Sithling hoped out, and sped right into the danger, blaster and saber swining. Her arm was throbbing heavily, but she ignored it. There was time to heal later, but for now any hesitation was paid in lives.

 

Blade strikes down through an especially large creature, teeth and fangs and claws, she had no clue what it was. There were a lot more injured in this village. However, they were quickly being escorted by the adult wookiees who didn't have weapons. The emotions from the wookiees were almost overwhelming. She shook her head, snapping herself out of it, and diving into the battle time and again, to hold the line until every last one of the survivors was loaded aboard. The wookiees defended her this time, giving the sithling cover fire as she retreated back to the ship.

 

Once more ship launched and they went to the last village in the area. It was bad, the trees were making it harder and harder to get into the zones, and it took more time than the last one. Besides that, it was getting cramped, wookiees ontop of wookiees. They had to try though. As she reached the area, the tree branch the village was on was breaking, there was a small group of survivors being pushed towards the edge of it. They were about to plummet to their deaths. As the wookiees inside the ship saw this, they roared in despair. Finally the emotion was simply to much for the passion sith. Too much fear, despair, grief, it was overwhelming, unable to be controlled. Her eyes took on the familiar yellow corruption under her helmet, as her dark aura established itself much farther from her body. I am selfish. I refuse to let another die. “Pilot the ship! Get us as close as possible to the end of the branch.” A droid quickly took over, and brought the ship up close. Moving to the back through the bodies, to the rear door, it opened, and the wind rushed passed her, threatening to tear her out of the ship altogether.

 

Allya activated the magnetic grips on her boots, making it so she could stand firm in the onslaught. Hand reached out, as she fed on the emotions all around her, letting it fill her to the brim, until she exploded. As one of the beasts lept at the family of wookiees on the edge of the branch, she caught it, using telekinesis, her specialty. Using the body of the captured creature she literally began to beat all the other creatures till they were swept off the branch end, so much rage filling her. Once they were saved, there wasn't enough time to think. The branch snapped, they, and the entire village began to fall towards the ground so far below. Eyes were a deeper yellow now, and she plucked them from the air, holding the five surviving wookiees in her power, and pulled them towards the ship entrance. It was...hard, this much fine control from so far away. Arm shook, as she forced her will into existence, and only once all five were inside the ship, did she close the door, and collapse against the bulkhead. Panting from the exertion, as well as the corruption flowing through her, she makes her way back towards the cockpit.

 

Slumping into the chair, she plots a course. If there was a safe place, any place on this planet that would be safer than the others, it was the Silver Rest. So, with a ship full of hair, she moved up out of the tree line, and made a bee line there. What she found wasn't reassuring at all, battle lines had been made. However, the wookiees were armed, and many capable, they could help defend it as well. Moving to a landing pad, the wookiees begin to unload, and move inside the compound, most of them carrying CIS blasters of various kinds. They helped carry the badly wounded, and the medical droid stabilized as many as it could, but it was quickly running out of supplied. Reaching down to her arm terminal, the girl pressed a button and forced a suppressant into her blood. Sure, her powers would be reduced, as her emotions calmed, but, she couldn't afford to give into the dark side fully quite yet.

 

Standing, she moves with about four of her droids, and a handful of wookiees. They soon came across the Jedi Grandmaster, fighting that dark creature. The hallmark of the small sith, she lept into action. “Defend the Rest, protect the Jedi!” The wookiees roared agreement, having followed her this far and the droids weapons came out.

 

A massive barrage of fire came from them all, at the large creature charging the Jedi. Blaster bolts peppered its large body, and Allya raised up some debris from the destruction, and launched it at the creatures face, trying to slow its charge, or rechannel it. Red lightsaber glowed brightly in one hand, and blaster in the other, as her forces met up and combined with the rangers, attempting to slow the danger to a halt. However, for the moment, she kept out of the war path of the raging grand master, but ready to jump into the fray completely when the opportunity showed itself.

 

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