A journey to Annaj (Andrea/Open)

[RC 212]

Location: Hyperspace

[member="Andrea Kryze"]

It was a tropical and jungle ridden world. Once the seat of power to the Fringe confederacy, now destroyed and reclaimed by the terrors of the Void. The gaalaxy had suddenly gotten larger in the wake of Akalas Rapture, and Vassara had gotten restless. The only way to beat the sith into submission was to use some of their own arts against them. And there were a few arts that were long forgotten. Particulalry the secret Alchemical skills of Rave Merrill.

Rave had been a sister of [member="Jorus Merrill"], one of Vassaras good friends at the Underground. When the Fringers had fallen and fled the Ssi-Ruvi Lizards had swept in and almost destroyed the place. They enslaved the locals, and the whole section of space went dark. Of course thats why they called it the unknown regions. It wasn't all known, and was never truly meant to be tamed.

Vassara had few inkling aboiut hwere she might ebgin to plumb Rave's secrets. One was s tation that used to orbit Annaj, no doubt overrun and plundered a hundred times over. But Rave was smarter than that, she was sure to have left something. In addition the Nightsister that possesed half of Vassaras soul had an inkling too and had shown her the place in her dreams.

So there they were, Vassara, Silas and her new student Andrea. Andrea was a newcomer to her little group, still fresh and untested. The girl had potential but no real idea how to use it.So Vassara always loving on the job training had dragged her along.

"Silas you got the helm."

"Sure thing!" Silas winked.

Vassara stood and stretched, her muscles rippling beneath her coat. She snatched two cups from the drawers and filled them with stim caf, walking back towards the cargo bay which was her favorite hangout. Rusty rails and dim lights, along with cargo webbing and numerous crates made it a nice little home for her. Good place to train too.

"Alright rookie, come on over, lets get started."

Vassara took a seat on nearby crate, crossing her legs and sipping from the cup. the other was placed beside her, a first test....

 

[Tyranus]

[member="Vassara Raxis"]
OOC: Hey, long time no see right?
A large cargo vessel was drifting through the deep confines of space. No noise sounded as metal hit against metal along with electrical wires breaking off of the cursed vessel and floating off to the reaches of unknown space and the rocky asteroids that were yet to be found. A icy comet went directly into the side of the vessel causing it to spiral out of control and drift closer to the planet that Vassara was going towards, that tropical world of wonders. Aboard the cargo vessel was a man that was unconscious, he wore a black metal padded suit with a oxygen supply that allowed him to continue to breath through space. The eyes of the unconscious man suddenly opened up and he gripped the sides of a thin hallway that he was thrown unconscious down. The man looked around suddenly, not knowing what had happened until it dawned on him. Of course the One Sith would attack him after he left the order. Tyranus walked through the cold confines of the hallway still being able to feel the cold air touch his skin through the thick black suit he was wearing. The last thing that Tyranus remembered was going to courscant to meet with one of his temporary apprentices due to her telling him that they had to talk. Upon courscant, he met his daughter, [member="Zathra Fett"]. He then gave her one of his lightsabers, his beloved orange lightsaber which he used when he was in the Expeditionary Fleet. Tyranus then walked with a calm stride through the ship despite the condition of the ship he was upon and he opened a steel hatch. As the steel door contracted steam flew out from it and then Tyranus climbed inside and locked the door behind him before flicking a few red and green switches causing the pod he was in to drift off from the cursed ship and go towards the tropical world at a slow pace. Soon, the life support systems turned back on at full capacity with the loud clang and drum of metal hitting against metal and wires finally turning back on after being off for who knows how long.