A New Home (Darth Ferus)

[Nyte Ignis]

Nyte Ignis, used to be a legend on her homeworld, now back to the beginning as one of the eldest Acolytes of the One Sith. She looked frightening, as she desired for the most part. The black robe was stripped from her toned form as she began in deep meditation, focusing herself, centering herself amidst the training ground noise. There was ample opportunities to strike, ample time to make herself known. She opened her eyes, the gleam of the black lightened her face slightly among her tattoos and markings as she slid up from her position in the corner and began her makashi form, adapting it to herself though.

The form is known for the way that it left one open to attacks. That was what Nyte enjoyed about the Form. It was unexpected and different than other forms and she used that to her own advantage. It did leave one open to attack, but it drew them in, forced others to come close. Her dagger at her side as she moved and without a sound the dagger slipped from her belt, in an instant it was in her hand and she undercut the air.

She smirked, a rare thing for the level headed young girl. She inhaled sharply, she needed to get off from this new home. It was barely a few months after her previous master had died and now the girl was here. She blinked at the realization of these facts, her master was dead and now all she had from her past life were these markings and her Dark Lizard. She frowned and then grabbed a droid, planting it there, opening the panel for it to perform hand to hand combat. She needed to stay in shape to be appealing to the other Darths, she needed to get a Master... And she had her sights set on one already.

 

[Darth Ferus]

[member="Nyte Ignis"] would find within a moment that she was not alone. Nor that she had been, even throughout her meditation. The Sith Lord Darth Ferus dropped from above. A once shrunk down signature so small it was the size of an atom exploded outwards, filling the room with the feeling of pure passion.

A passion for fighting at least.

Golden eyes of the Sith Lord focused in on the elder student, and a light grin played upon his lips.

"So that's what this new signature is. A girl, dressed to look intimidating. What's your name child?" His voice but a whisper, playing upon the symphony of silence. His eyes held a hint of playfulness, and more importantly.

A hint of danger.

 

[Nyte Ignis]

[member="Darth Ferus"]

Nyte felt the energy beam out into the room, flooding it with the dark signatures of a Master. She looked upon him, not in terror as perhaps he was going for, but in awe. She was in awe of him, his silence, his nature. She stroked her fingers through her bangs before pulling the red hood back from her head. She stood full height in front of him. She tilted her tattooed chin up to look into his eyes. She wasn't afraid. If she died, she deserved it, if she lived it is because she deserved that and fought to keep herself alive.

"I am Nyte Ignis, the blade in the Shadows." She recited what her father had always called her when showing her off to impressive people. "And I can be whatever I need to be dressed in to achieve what I wish. If it is so demanded, I can be threatening in my own skin Darth Ferus. She stared at this Darth Ferus, he was who she wanted to become her Master, to train her into becoming a Knight and then a Darth. She would do anything for the Sith.

No one ever saw what burned behind her eyes, but now, for the first time, her black eyes burned with excited fire and passion to begin real training instead of light, half-hearted lessons and then gifts and spas. No, within the One Sith, she would find her master and be trained in whatever she needed to master her own style.

 

[Darth Ferus]

"I'm sure you can be child." Golden eyes continued to inspect [member="Nyte Ignis"] 's form before a single nod was given. She was strong, and though she was under trained in the Force he was certain she was not under trained in combat. With this, a sudden shift showed in the eyes of the Sith Lord.

The danger passed, and a pure smile formed on his lips as he nodded again.

"Perfect! You are perfect. I will not allow you to be Sith."

Contradicting himself, he paused for a moment as he scratched his chin. His mind wasn't exactly the most sane after all. With a sudden quick movement, he would grip the hilt of his unusual lightsaber, flick the switch to turn the golden blade on, and point it for the females throat.

"Will you die for the Sith?"

 

[Nyte Ignis]

Nyte Ignis watched [member="Darth Ferus"] as he seemed to bounce from one idea to another and then he spoke those words that triggered an attitude within her, "allow."

Somehow her black eyes grew darker, no hint of emotion as she hissed out "I will earn my place in the Sith Darth Ferus! There is no way to back away from that now."

Then as he pointed the lightsaber to her throat, she did something unexpected, pressing into it. The sabre bit into her flesh, the searing sound in her ears as she tilted her head up to look at him. "I will fight for the Sith. I will live for the Sith, and if I fail, I will die for the Sith."

She pulled her neck away, staring at him, she didn't care about the wound, it would heal. She wanted to be Darth, a creature to give more power to the Sith, but she would never expect to be given the power. She would take it. Break it away from others, anything. She was Sith.

 

[Darth Ferus]

"Such an attitude." It was all Ferus said as [member="Nyte Ignis"] pressed herself against his lightsaber. A brow raised, but amusement was clear within his eyes. Never before had he seen someone so determined they would stick their head into the mouth of a lion. Usually they were talk, or crazy. Usually crazy actually.

The saber would recede just as the female did, and with a swift nod the Sith Lord would speak again. "Powerful words, we'll see how long they stay true. You are now my apprentice Nyte Ignis, you will do as I say, when I say, and if I require it, you will die. In exchange, I will give you my knowledge and my skills. Understood?"

 

[Nyte Ignis]

Nyte watched as [member="Darth Ferus"] withdrew and she smirked slightly. That would be the usual expression on her face as he would find out through training her. She was cocky and with reasons, she was good. Her combat skills merited no real attention, unless you were an enemy. She smiled and walked with him back to her rooms to collect her things.

"I will obey you Master Ferus. I expect nothing less." Her eyebrows perked slightly as she arrived at her rooms, opening the door and the Dark Lizard slithered to greet the new person, hissing loudly as Nyte chuckled, "Vereor, calm yourself." She chuckled and went in, grabbing a pack and stuffing her things in. She didn't have much, mostly weapons and backup tank tops and pants. She hooked the harness on the Dark Lizard and nodded to Darth Ferus, "I am ready Master..." She would then follow where ever her Master would lead her to.

 

[Darth Ferus]

A hand reached out to the serpent like creature, and a wash of the force could be felt by [member="Nyte Ignis"] as her back was turned. It was meant to feel threatening to her, but in reality it was a soothing wave for the Lizard, meant to promote friendship if anything. The Sith Lord had a soft spot for animals after all. When she turned she'd find him gently patting the creatures head.

"Good, then we're off. I have much to show you." A small grin once more took over his features as he turned to leave. To his ship he would lead her, with plans to take her off world. To Iridonia they would go, and she would learn as he did.

 

[Nyte Ignis]

Nyte smiled as she turned back to see Darth Ferus patting her pet's head. She grabbed the pack and lifted it, signalling for Vereor to climb down from the bed as they were leaving. She smiled lightly to herself under the shade of the hood as she followed her new Master.

She had a lot to learn and needed to do so quickly. She wanted to be impressive, to have a place among others like herself. To become an Assassin for the Sith. She smirked again as she looked up to him and nodded.

"Yes Master Ferus..."





OOC Note: End of this thread, training has started.