A Man Chooses...A Slave Obeys. -Darth Raven-

[The White Wolf]

//UNKNOWN SPACE//




Time. The line of everlasting existence through events and history? Or was it something more? Fact was, time was not something that could truthfully be explained by anyone. It was infinite. Just like the mysteries it held deep within its roots. Many thought of time as a way to recognize the present...Others believed it to be so much more. A force beyond comprehension doing its work unintentionally and perfectly all at once. The stubborn existence of organization that held the past within a seal. The bringer of the future and the giver of the present. Some believed time to be a god all itself, invisible to the naked eye and unheard through religion. It very well could have been. When phrases are shouted out like ‘we are out of time!’ or ‘Times up.’ To some they are just phrases, to others they are tribute to the all mighty god of time. Whoever it may be weather it was real or not. Or perhaps…for something to be real one must simply believe it to be real? Faith was a powerful substance in many cultures throughout history.

Consisting side by side with time was the gift of memories. A function of history stored within the subconscious of ones mind throughout the period of their lives. Of course…there were always memories better left forgotten. Despite the fact memories would always eventually be forgotten in the downward spiral called time. The memories of the past, of those before us. Never told from the beholder but often from the witness. Stories and legends passed down generation to generation but with each generation only losing more and more of the truth as the line between reality and fantasy grows ever so thinner. It was the same with the beings that traveled the world. Over time ones blood does not strengthen. It weakens. If one were to make a copy, of a copy, of a copy it would not come out stronger. But weaker. This has always been true. The memories that held the truth where lost…forgotten In time.


Shadows stretched over the confined room. The halls echoed with the raw sound of doctors operating and scientist studying, the bustling crowd moving endlessly like a current. Julius could feel the eyes on him...watching him through a lens just as they always had...always under watch. Bright blue eyes wandered over the boxed room that was his own...locked in with nothing but a few lights flickering on and off. Julius leaned his back against the wall and parked his foot on the end of the bed as he waited...his masters would be calling him soon...yes...very soon indeed. For they had a new assignment for him. Why else would they call him back to the cage so soon? He supposed he would have to wait and find out.

 

[Zion Mirtis]

The private Sith shuttle had exited out of hyperspace. The pilot had made the given the needed checks and whatnot to allow the to land. The special passanger of said shuttle only wanted to get it over with so that she could meet with this mysterious group and get what she came here for. In the past she'd come across old records and so forth of an odd boy with pale white hair, clear green eyes and wearing odd headphones the entire time. His power and skills were impressive but rugged. He needed the proper training, something Darth Raven intended to give. With her other apprentices it was both a means to build the into better Sith and for the sake of having personal allies in her new personal war against her old Master Taeli Raaf. This boy, however, was something in the latter category. She was unsure where his loyalties would lie once she had him under her control, but being that he would be trained the Dark Side at least meant he would be given proper training. She knew this child had power, but now it was time for her to show him how to use it.​

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Once the shuttle docked with the ship Darth Raven stepped out with only two armed escorts. She herself had worn her black robe over her usual attire of more dressy clothing. As she exited she awaited to be greeted by whowever this group was. It was one thing to send word to them in private to talk negotiations for the boy, but to have her being kept waiting was becoming another large bother.​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​

 

[The White Wolf]

Cornelia Veelah​

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Data streamed by on a blue screen as Dr Veelah signed documents and reviewed records. This new deal that Makarov had set up made her nervous...to be honest she did not think he was ready to be sent away right at this moment. In the beginning, Veelah did not approve of the idea of stealing a child and doing what they did but...over the years of constantly looking after the boy she began to feel responsible for him. It was odd...as a scientist she knew feelings could obstruct her work, and frankly she was not known for her kindness around the lab. The Ice Queen they called her...fitting title to given how heartless she was when it came to her work. Her own co workers feared her and it was because of this natural dominance she was able to tame the white wolf. She had been working with him for over a decade now...she designed every aspect and personally conditioned him. And while Makarov only saw a tool for revenge she saw much more...and as a smile decorated her features a sudden buzz went off on her comm. Cocking a brow and pressing a button on her wrist she called in.

"What is it?" She asked bluntly. The voice on the other end stuttered in a hushed tone.

"S-sith! Th-the- ones Makarov sent for! She dosen't look happy." He hissed...Cornelia rolled her eyes and groaned.

"Calm down Seth...go ahead and let her through i'll meet her there...put on your big boy pants." She told him, standing up and patting down her pockets before gathering her datapad and heading out the door. Bright lights shined down upon the hallway as she made her way to the hanger bay...taking about two minutes Cornelia approached the large guarded gate and observed the sith and her two escorts. Looking her up and down for a moment her offered a weak smile and introduced herself.

"Welcome to the Syndicates research center...unfortunately Makarov won't be able to meet with you today so i will be your guide...my name is Dr Veelah...i'm the one who created what you seek. Any questions you have feel free to ask now before we move one...and." She lifted a finger and pointed at her bodyguards. "They stay...one unknown face is dangerous enough for our subjects. Three can cause...trouble. They will be able to observe you through camera feed just in case. Seth, if you would be so kind as to give these gentleman the hospitality they deserve?." She instructed, going through some info on the datapad before turning around to walk back into the hallway. "Follow me mrs....?"


[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

Finally someone had arrived, and not what Darth Raven expected. The blue skinned alien woman was different from anything she'd usually seen. A chiss perhaps, but aybe something more. Either way she gave a little smile to her. The girl was beuatiful after all, and Raven had a keen eye for this sort of beauty. As she introuced herself as Veelah and told of Markov not being present Raven merley shrugged it off.​

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"I'm not complianing." she said with a wink. After that she looked to her men and nodded, before saying "Very well. They'll stay. Means more time for us." she added with a snarky, almost flirtatous tone. And then, following her, she said "Darth Raven. Or simply Raven. Those choices can be how you address me." From there she continued to follow before asking "How long have you kept this...'child' secured at this facility? Does he even speak to anyone?"​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​

 

[The White Wolf]

Cornelia noted the womans gaze and...flirtatious demeanor when she responded to her introduction. The blue skinned woman cocked a brow in amusement...this one was certainly interesting...regardless. She had a job to do, and she had little time to do it. As 'Raven' agreed to have her men stand down Cornelia nodded. "Yes...more time for us." She echoed, looking down at her Datapad and pressing her fingers onto the screen as she went over 13's vitals. Everything seemed pretty clear as most things went...normally his readings would spike after being stationary for to long but for now he seemed reasonably...calm. Which was a rarity...turning her head over her shoulder to look at the Sith she merely smiled and continued on. "Well Darth Raven. Before negotiations are to take place i am going to give you the run down on what you came here for...since its not as simple as just handing him off. Would be a shame if we sent you home with something you know nothing about...I hope you don't mind..." She explained calmly, stopping in the hallways and pressing her eye into a retina scanner. The door beeped in clearance and then opened, allowing them go head into an elevator.

Cornelia stepped inside and leaned up onto the wall, awaiting Raven to enter with her before she continued to answer her question. "The boy..." She whispered...going to her Datapad and bringing up his full file before smiling at his ID image. "Julius Kingsleigh...he was brought to this facility at the age of eight years old. He no longer goes by his birth name, after years of conditioning he no longer responds to it. Upon coming to this facility he was given a number...13. And he has lived with that number nine years. However, after constant excellent feedback 13 has earned the title 'The White Wolf' among those on the outside and the lab." She looked to Raven and showed her an image of him which looked a little like a mugshot. "13 has spent his entire life within this facility and...carefully monitored. But the day he turned thirteen, he began field testing and has been sent on several simple assignments on different planets in order to observe his behavior. Once a mission is complete, he is extracted and brought here for monitoring until we find another...and no. 13 Does not speak...i will explain why once we get to the observatory." Cornelia explained proudly, the elevator continuing to take them up several levels before coming to a halt and sliding open...on the other side was a large room filled with monitors and statistics. A small collection of other scientist observing these stats with pictures of 13 and his progress scattered around...Cornelia looked at the Raven and nudged her shoulder.

"Welcome to the observatory...this entire floor is dedicated to 13's progress and observation...check it out." She told her simply, pointing to the biggest screen in the room which held a image of a small boxed room...Julius was in the middle of it sitting on the edge of a bed playing with a rather complex rubix cube...his hood pulled up over his head and his body faced in such a way his face was hidden. His long white fluffy tail swaying back in fourth in amusements as he continued to fiddle with the cube...

"He also enjoys puzzles..." She mused, walking into the middle of the room to check the progress her team had been making.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

At the least the good doctor had noticed Raven's advances. Good enough for her to wait. As they continued on through the facility, the sound of shoes tapping against metal, Raven only nodded as she heard the rundown on the boy, who she thought best to call '13' for now. Much like the Sith taking on a new name from their old ones the title of 13 seemed apporpiate the more she heard of his origins. The details into how he would pefrom a mission and how easily he responded to commands did keep Raven satsified, though she was curious into how exaclty the transfer for her to be the one in command struck her as interesting. When they finally came to the room and Raven could see him in person she only obversed, barley blinking as she watched him. Even from here she could sense a strong Force presence from the boy; enough to have her continue looking at him while she still spoke with Veelah.​

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In response to his like of puzzels she only said "I see." before following up with "Does he at least have some personaility? I'd hate to think I acquired nothing but a droid with flesh. He may soon be my weapon but even I need something to actually talk to."​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​

 

[The White Wolf]

Veelah hunched over to squint at the screen of her co worker as the two of them talked in hushed tones...apparently about 13's peaking intelligence rate...that was the three thousands cube he was working on...and within a few moments 13 completed the cube. Holding it up as he looked over it and put it on a large shelf with his collection of varying rubix cubes that varied in complexity and difficulty. Veelah grabbed her Datapad and brought up his file as she nodded. "Whats the time on that?" She muttered to the other scientist, adding some notes to his file.

"59.3 seconds." The other scentist replied. Veelah smiled and shook her head in approval.

"I see...so he's getting faster. Last one was 1:03." She said to herself, updating his info before turning around to look at Raven, who's eyes were glued to the screen as she asked what was on her mind. Standing her full height and walking to her side, Cornelia looked up at the screen and nodded. "Jones, bring up 13's bio." She ordered...a few seconds later a detailed description of 13 pulled up on another screen next to the main one. Cornelia pointed up at the screen and sighed before explaining. "13 has a...rather complicated nature. When we brought him here, he was just like any other child. But no thanks to Makarov, we stripped all that down. The child is half Echani, half Shistavanen. We managed to strip what was left of his humanity in hopes that we could see what he was like as a beast...a 'weapon' as you elegantly put it. The results were...bloody." She explained, pulling up a old recorded video of what he was like as a child. The recording consisted of him wrapped in bandages attacking several guards like some kind of savage beast...his eyes intense and ferocious as he snarled at the camera.

Cornelia brought the recording down and brought up another as she went on. "We managed to break down everything that made him socially normal and resorted his mind back to his basic Shistavanen instincts...but in doing so made him into something we could not control. He became wild and untamed. Incapable of speech or basic human behavior." She told her as the recording showed him running around his room on all fours clawing at the walls at the age of ten..."It took a while...but after years of mental conditioning and training, we miraculously were able to tame him." She went on, pulling up another recording of 13 at age eleven...sitting in a chair across from Cornelia and responding to basic commands such as sit and roll over. "We had to start small...13 found it hard to respond to verbal commands. By resetting his basic instinct, we had to compensate for it...he no longer responded to language but body language...i had to study Shistavanen behavior and culture for months before i could get him to acknowledge me...now he sees me as his alpha." She explained, sighing a bit before pulling up more recent recordings of him at the age of fourteen in a speech class. "Sadly, regardless of what we tried. There were some things we could not get him to respond to...we tried teaching him to speak, but he struggled. He tried teaching him table manners and other things that people like you and i have come to accept as normal. But his default programming seems to dominate his actions. He responds to pain or sadness with whimpers and whines...he reacts to shame and disappointment the same way just with a lowered gaze. Fear his tail tucks between his legs...when excited it wags. When irritated her growls, when angry he snarls." She explained simply.

Looking at Raven and bringing down the recordings she sat on a desk and shook her head. "He has a personality...you just have to get him to show it. Look for the signs, learn to read his body language and react accordingly to it. And you need to let him build some kind of foundation of trust...he's no droid. More like a pet...let him emotionally attach himself to you and his loyalty is immortal...neglect him then he is prone to violent outburst and will shut you out. Makarov wanted him to be trained to respond to fear...and we've done that...but without positive reinforcement he became unresponsive to certain demands." She told Raven, waiting for the next question she may ask. Watching the screen as 13 stood up and walked over to play chess on a screen that was connected to another scientist who was playing as well.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

Raven only nodded as she continued to watch the boy. A very curious little thing he wasn. Not just by what he did but how he acted. At least when she compared him to a pet that made more sense. She already had a pet of her own, a Sithspawn creatures she named Sebastian, but this she figured would be only slightly different. After that she looked at information on the datapad near Dr. Veelah while glancing back at 13 in his cell. Finally she was able to ask "Are we able to see him in person? Or do I need to wait? I'd rather he knew who is here for him."​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​

 

[The White Wolf]

Cornelia brought down the other screens and enlarged his. And as her blue eyes wandered over her datapad for a while as Raven remained silence without so much as a nod to anything she had said...Cornelia had a hard time deciding rather or not this woman even cared...the information he was giving her was important and if she made a wrong move with him it could end disastrously...sighing deeply and rubbing her forehead she cocked a brow when Raven asked if it was ok to see him in person. The scientist in the room all scoffed laughs in cohesion as she shook their heads before talking among themselves. Cornelia herself could not help but to snicker a bit as she chuckled. "Uh...slow down there boss...You can't just walk into a room with 13 without knowing how to handle him. Remember all that stuff i just said? It wasn't for show...come here." She explained, setting down her Datapad and walking to the middle of the open room and standing in a straight powerful posture. "As i said before, he is programmed to respond to an alpha...there are certain things you have to do in order for him to see you as such. Yelling at him wont work, and acting dominant is completely different from 'being' dominant. Especially for him...now, pretend i'm 13 meeting you for the first time...show me what you'll do. Be yourself."

Cornelia observed Raven carefully, being sure to note her movements just as 13 would...this little lesson would be brief, after all. He did not want to keep her here forever. But she still needed to be educated how to manage 13 correctly, otherwise she would have an unruly dog on her hands.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

The one thing Raven was appreciating was how they were all laughing at her; more or less. She shot all of them a poisonus look before making it clear that if she wanted to she could kill them all within a heartbeat. Even to where she looked at Dr. Veelah and said "Careful now, Veelah. I was just starting to like you." After that she only crossed her arms and listened to her before wanting her to demonstrate exaclty how she would act when meeting 13. She glanced back to the cell before back to her and then only changing her posture to where she had her hands at her side. She emained silent for the longest time before saying "I think it would be heard with you, seeing as you're not like him. Or me for that matter. The Force can sometimes be a means of communication others don't see." She then looked back to 13 and said "Besides I'm not afraid of him. I can sense his power. And I can tell you now it's sloppy. He needs better training. Something you can't give him." ​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​

 

[The White Wolf]

Veelah noted that rather venomous look she shot the other scientist before telling Veelah to watch herself. Funny, she was acting the same way 13 did to new authority...she found it cute. "Did the lab rats strike a nerve? Relax hun, everyone makes mistakes. The boys meant nothin by it...then again maybe they did. Feel free to kill one of them if you wanna let some anger go." She teased unflinchingly...frankly Cornelia had been in this game for far to long. Now a days she felt numb to any kind of fear tactic or intimidation...and as she lowered her gaze and shook her head Cornelia sighed. "You don't need to be afraid of him Raven...not many are. But understand that he is not sloppy because of his lack of experience...he is sloppy by choice. We've brought it other force sensitives in attempts to train him but each time they...did what your doing. And he rejected them...his fighting style is...well...uncategorized with anything i've ever seen and his powers with the force are random and unorthodox not because lack of control...but because he has control. What do you guys call it again?"

"Controlled Chaos Dr..." One of them piped up...Cornelia nodded to that and smiled...but suddenly. Several lights on the screens began to flash red and charts on the screens began to spike considerably...Cornelia jumped at this sudden change and looked around the screens with concern. The scientist rushing to their post to check what this interference was...

"Talk to me people whats wrong? A reaction?" Cornelia asked, running around to an empty seat to observe the screen...

"Subjects mental level has spiked ten fold...his connection to the force is showing drastic increases in spikes." A woman spoke up...Cornelia shook her head confused.

"But why...to wh-..." Her words cut off as her eyes wandered to the main screen. 13 was standing in the middle of the room with his hands stuffed into his pockets and his hood down as his bright blue eyes stared directly into the lens of the camera...Cornelia stared in surprise as 13 just stood there with that intense gaze as if he were looking directly at someone. And as she followed his gaze she realized he was looking directly as Darth Raven through a camera...but how? Cornelia looked to the other scientist with a look and they shrugged. "That camera is hidden in the wall and camouflaged in his room behind one sided glass...no way he could of found it. It's not possible." She gasped, staring at his hypnotic blue eyes as he tilted his head almost curiously...did he...know she was here? Cornelia looked to Raven and smiled.

"I stand corrected...still wanna see him? Cause i think you caught his interest." Cornelia quipped in amusement.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

Raven only scoffed at them, thinking they knew real fear. While she wasn't the strongest of the Sith she still had powers in her own right that would turn the inside out. Had a Sith Lord been here perhaps they wouldn't have been sold bold to speak to her as they did. But then fear became more apparent as everything with 13 seemed to change. While everyone else was worried about lights and 13's mental state Raven looked direclty at the screen and saw he was looking to her. She stared back as long as he did. A small curve of a smile on the corner of her face. As he titled his head so did she, proving that "connection through the force" she spoke of before. When Veelah asked Raven only nodded, still keeping her eyes locked with 13's through the camera screen. The power of the force was strong in him. She could feel it. She wanted to mold it into something greater. Perhaps that was why they were connecting. He knew she didn't just want him as a slave or pet, but as a student.​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​

 

[The White Wolf]

Cornelia noticed her behavior as she tilted her head back at him...this was the force connection she spoke of eh? It was strange...Julius normally only reacted to force sensitive users when he was face to face with them...but for his reaction to spike this high towards someone he has never met or even seen...it was strange. Unheard of...this new data would have to be carefully monitored as Raven simply nodded to her question. Looking to her co workers and nodding she wasted no time and simply gave the order. "Ready 13 for confrontation...you know the drill." She instructed, collecting her Datapad and walked toward a door on the opposite side of the room. Watching as it slid open revealing a staircase going down into a small white room with couches and chairs along with a table. Cornelia walked down the stairs and headed over to another door and stood in front of it at a fair distance...waiting for Raven to join her.

"Remember...dominant posture and attitude. Be firm and direct, he respects those who have these traits and will be more willing to obey." She instructed one last time before nodding to a camera for them to open the door between them and 13.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

Raven followed Veelah down into the cell before standing at the door. With one final word from her Raven only nodded again before the door opened. Now after one step inside she was face-to-face with 13. Even in real life those two bold blue eyes seemed to look past into someone's soul. Raven continuted to look, her own yellow Sith eyes staring back at him. She began her dominant approach by crossing her arms, seeming a bit more imposing in a sense. She took another step before her foot knocked something to the side. One of his puzzels he'd yet to finish. She glanced back at 13 before down to it. A little ave of her fingers and the cube floated up into the air before coming to him, stopping and awaiting him to take it.​

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It was then that Raven said "Do you want to come with me, or spend the rest of your time playing games in this room?" ​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​

 

[The White Wolf]

Every day was exactly the same.

That much was certain, that much was true - yet at the same time he could not help but wonder, was it really? Could he say with any true certainty that there were such things as days anymore in this screaming, bloated vision of Hell? That any shackle of time could constrain the black and stringy deformation, rife with tar and convulsing with corruption, the monster that was this world? The mother that devoured all she birthed with some malformed version of love, ruining them until they resembled her in all her hideous beauty - only until every last soul trapped in her belly was just as imperfect and broken as she.

There was no meaning to anything anymore. Where once Julius had found glory and some twisted sense of beauty in the vast green sprawl of his motherland, there was simply a gaping absence much like a scalpel had gouged out his heart. The feelings had been burned from him and soldered into something else, something more sure and yet less sure; his wings had been stripped of their white feathers and replaced with barbwire and bullet shells. Julius looked upon the masses from his grassy perch at the knell and could muster only... nothing. The engine of his empathy was a dying car that coughed and sputtered black smoke every time you turned the ignition, running on empty. They had not gone through what he had gone through, they had not known the horror of horror, and thus from this a disconnection began to spawn - a disassociation from the naivete of innocence.

With a rattling sigh, the Beetle inhaled the stale metallic air, pausing to cautiously eye the waysides of his room. Besides his shattering of spirit, the one thing that haunted him the most was a dire need for caution. It wasn't even a want anymore, no, he needed it, NEEDED IT or else everything would not be okay and he'd descend into that private realm of abandoned paradise called Hell. Those bright colored eyes searching...for something...anything. And he may of found it...he could not see it...he could not hear it...and he could not smell it but he could feel it. A connection that made his mind stir...

And as his heard footsteps on the other side of the door, Julius blinked...and when the door suddenly slid open his eyes landed on her...the barrier between them broken as his brain began to instinctively pick apart the new stimuli. She seemed like a tense woman...and as she crossed her arms and straightened her shoulders he instinctively lowered his in response...but then she advanced...past the door and into his room...His eyes seemed to flare with color as the fur along his tail bristled lifted...she imposed into his territory and thus forced a reaction beyond his own control...and then she took another step, knocking over one of his puzzles. Julius felt a deep growl rumble in his chest as his cold eyes stared into the depths of her soul...his lip slowly curling and revealing his sharp teeth as she slowly began to spike his negative reactions.

Then...suddenly the cube she had knocked to the side lifted between them...quickly Julius's focus was drawn as his lip moved back down as his gaze softened for only a moment...looking between her and the cube curiously. He then allowed his eyes to lock with hers as he slowly reached up...observing her every movement...his growl still audible as he took the cube into his hands.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

He growled. How cute. She kept her stance, commanding and demanding at the same time. As he took the cube she smirked a bit while keeping her arms crossed, saying "I thought as much. I'm heard you're called 13. That seems a suitable name. Not that you can speak to object of course. But you may refer to me, or at least think to refer to me, as Darth Raven. Or master. Whichever you prefer." She;d taken another moment to look at his tail and teeth, thinking how this further reminded her of her pet Sebastian at home. "I have need for someone like you. And you need someone like me. Someone who can teach you. Somone who can let you roam wherever you want. And someone who can give you people to 'play' with. So are you interested, or are you going to growl until those teeth get dull?"​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​

 

[The White Wolf]

A burning irritation clawed inside of the males chest as this woman simply dismissed him with a smirk. Those bright turquoise eyes of his narrowing with thought of lashing out as his hair bristled. The woman stood here ground and wasted no time jumping head first into the deep end...and her words. As blunt as they were...meant nothing to him. To Julius they were just more words that just hung there in the air with no real meaning to them...As if there had to be something worth doing in this life right? All he saw now a days was people fighting over which struggle was right and which was wrong...nothing...interesting happened. It was the same boring routine day after day night after night and Julius just grew accustom to it. It was times like these he wished he could just live in a forest and just...survive. Away from all of this crap. And with that thought...The idea had always been there, poking at the back of his mind like a thorn in his every day life.

Julius just met this woman...and a few seconds into their meeting she was making demands as to what she wanted to be refereed as. So far all Julius saw was how similar her and Cornelia were...demanding and impatient...then again Julius was the dog, and the dog had no right to question the motive of their owners...And as Raven told him she had need for someone like him, as well as the other way around here merely blinked...his expression blank and emotionless as it always was. She must of missed everything Cornelia told her in the start because Julius was not motivated by such things...options...freedom...they were merely perspectives that he felt no need to explore. The white wolf lowered his gaze to his cube and set it aside...scoffing a bit as he leaned in and sniffed the woman...the scent of perfume poisoned his nostrils and forced his nose to wrinkle in irritation. His eyes watering a bit as he quietly coughed...

Instinctively, he slowly began to lowered his head and gazed at the floor...Cornelia leaned in to whisper to Raven as he did this. "He's submitting, but he is hesitant..." She advised...Julius grumbling a bit as his tail flicked back and fourth behind him.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

She could sense his emotions. He was in something of a conflict it seemed. Even when Veelah had told how he was starting to submit she could already tell. He was hesitant, yes, but that just meant he needed more initiative. She could see how he reacted to her scenet, her perfume she usually wore obviously making a bad impression. So she dieceded to try something else. She removed her hood and handed it to the doctor, saying "There. Try smelling me now. See what you think." she gestured while also saying "You obviously don't need much to get you to move. So let me make it even more clear what I need from you. I need your strength. I need your power. I need you....to unleash that animal side to you. The same one you always use. But a dig isn't a wolf unless he has teeth. Well....sharper teeth."​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​

 

[The White Wolf]

Sometimes when Julius actually stopped to think about it. His life often reminded him of a broken record...playing the same tune on repeat over and over again with no end...that was the existence he was simply use to living...so was it any surprise that the young man had given up and hopes of a meaningful life? Hope, faith...happiness...love. To him these words were just myths...stories told around a campfire to enchant children and lure them into fantasies unseen. Julius always had trouble registering certain emotions that were positive...aside from amusement he never really felt positive emotions and because of this he had become emotionally numb. Raven had a point back when she said he was a droid with flesh...at times he really did feel like one. Nothing but bolts and lights.

And as his eyes wandered over the floor he noticed her remove her cloak and hand it to Veelah...and when she told him to try smelling her now his head slowly lifted again...looking her up and down and making a cautious face, he sniffed a few times...and while the stench of her more than likely expensive perfume lingered in the air, he was easily able to get past it...he smelled her scent...her real scent. And as he did so the aroma of roses seemed to sing in the back of his mind...interesting. His growl soon evolved into a soft purr as his bright blue eyes flared slightly...his tail slowly flicking in interest as she told him what she needed from him...so she too sought to unleash the beast locked behind his collar? Julius's expression grew somewhat dark as he bared his teeth, revealing his sharp canines as he slowly began to growl again...but this time in a less hostile manner...but more of an agreement.

His tail began to lower until it was firmly tucked...his gaze focused mainly on her feet as his body language became fully submissive. His growl soon fading as a soft whine escaped his lips. Veelah looked at Raven and simply nodded. Julius wondered just what this woman had in store for him...he supposed he would find out.

[member="Darth Raven"]

 

[Zion Mirtis]

She could feel and see it. 13 was submiting. His body launguage and the way he growled were enough indications for her to see what was going through his mind. An excellenet response and good progress all around. As he lowered his head to her she smiled again, saying "Good boy." before looking to Valeeh for further ideas and or notes that she would need for dealing with taking full command over him.​

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[member="Julius Kingsleigh"]​