Above Hanna [Astraios Blackhand]

[Darth Ayra]

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Wind fluttered around the top of the tower, kicking up the smell of the surrounding ocean that stretched for miles. Below was a thriving populace of various individuals and cultures, looking to make their way in a rich and popular city, on one of the wealthiest worlds in the galaxy. Hanna City stood atop an island, which was surrounded by the Northern Sea. It was only this high up that the smell of sea salt could be experienced, unless you were one of the millions of tourists that had ventured to the beaches. Skyscrapers dotted the skyline, with some of them bearing over the tower that a dark, hooded figure found themselves stood upon.

A bird, of which she did not know the name of, flew by Darth Ayra was stood there, overlooking Chandrila's capital, its lush beaches and ocean. Hands tucked into either sleeve, the Sith Lord was awaiting a certain individual to arrive. The tower that they would find themselves stood upon (if he decided to turn up) was part of the building that served as Chandrila DataTech's headquarters. She was here to conquer the business world of Chandrila. But she would need help with that.

Someone like Astraios Blackhand.

 

[Akanias]

[member="Darth Ayra"]

He didn't know Darth Ayra personally, but he had been offered an opportunity that would most probably save him in the next encounter that he had with a Jedi. But he had to do something for her first, and that was to take over the business world of Chandrila. A planet known for it's resorts and vacation locations.

This better be worth it.

He concluded once he had rented a speeder and was bringing it around to go to the DataTech headquarters, a building that was quite far, but he got there in good time due to the speed of his vehicle. Once the speeder was rising and eventually came to a height that the HQ of DataTech shared, he landed upon it and leapt out and strode to the back of Darth Ayra.

Now he waited.

 

[Darth Ayra]

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The sound of someone arriving on the top tower diverted the hooded woman to their presence. Two eyes, sulfuric and gleaming a malevolence that only the dark side of the Force betrayed, locked onto the pair that belonged to Astraios. Darth Ayra lifted her hands to the cowl of her robe and lowered it to her back. As she did so, she asked. "You are...?"

 

[Akanias]

[member="Darth Ayra"]

The Sith Acolyte looked to the Sith Lord and tilted his head to the side while he looked her up and down. He was concealed as well, wearing his black armour, and helmet to conceal his whole person. He remained silent for a few moments for no reason except to raise tension, and then he said, "I am Blackhand." He replied, and he folded his arms over his chest.

"Why do you just stand atop of this building?"

 

[Darth Ayra]

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Ayra turned to survey the sea and city tops a moment, before diverting her gaze back to Blackhand. "I enjoy the view up here." Lowering her hands to her sides, she spread her feet slightly and leaned her head to the side. "They sent you, didn't they?"

"The One Sith, right?"

 

[Akanias]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

Instead of giving her an actual response he just walked closer to her and looked over the ledge. If she was paying attention to her senses in the Force she would know that he wasn't approaching to harm her, and behind his helmet he watched her incase she decided to attack him. If she didn't, he simply looked out over the city and at the speeders passing by below.

"It is possible. Did you betray them?"

 

[Darth Ayra]

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Ayra shook her head. "I did not betray the One Sith. As they fought in the Deep Core, I took over a project in the Outer Rim, which was recently destroyed by the United Clans of Mandalore. Now I have returned here to begin anew."

 

[Akanias]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

The black helmet tilted to the side and he watched the woman silently. He gave no hints as to what he was thinking, but eventually his head righted itself and he said, "all other Sith Organizations are heretics. They are not true Sith, and they must be destroyed. There is only one Sith Order, and that is the One Sith Order."

If she truly has returned to the One Sith, then I will not try to kill her. But, if she proves to be scum, she won't come off of this roof alive.

He turned back to the ledge and looked out over it again.

"The rest of the Order may not be so forgiving."

 

[Darth Ayra]

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"For all you know, the One Sith may have commissioned the idea." But this was not true. Darth Ayra had joined the New Order to utilize it's power in the Outer Rim, whilst at the same time being a member of the One Sith in the core. An idea that would allow both Sith Empire's fight on two fronts. One against the Mandalorians and the other against the Republic, until the One Sith and New Order met in the middle through their conquests. But the New Order had failed with Vulcanus's disappearance. Almost like the dark side had abandoned them.

"I was given the name Darth Ayra by the Dark Lord of the Sith himself. One Sith, one Order, one Voice."

 

[Akanias]

"Which would be a lie on your part." The clearly loyal Sith Acolyte said in reply to the Sith Lord. He even sensed it through the Force that her... 'Suggestion,' was a lie. He had to be attuned with that side of the Force mostly because when he was hitting a target, he had to be known when they felt tense in the situation, he had to understand if they were going to strike first.

So he'd have to strike before they could, or else he'd die.

"You speak the lines well, but what would you have done if your Order succeeded and met the One Sith in the Core? Would you betray your project? If so, you clearly did not have high hopes for your own work, and if not, I don't see how the Dark Lord could benefit from you staying alive."

[member="Alicia Drey"]

 

[Darth Ayra]

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"The New Order would have joined the One Sith and their vision. Those who decided not to surrender to the will of our Dark Lord would of perished." She began to circle the Sith Acolyte. A shadow had now cast over the unfortunate Blackhand. He could feel her sinister intentions, the deeper the conversation grew. Her rage was palpable. "The New Order was created by a Graug called Vulcanus, who betrayed the One Sith in favor for his own ideas. But Darth Vornskr must have had the same idea as I, for he too was One Sith alongside myself. We rose to high positions in the New Order and eventually took leadership positions. He too must have felt that the New Order was failing, for he left the project and returned to the core."

"As I have done now."

She came to a stop, inches from Blackhand, who had his back turned to her. She leaned up to whisper into her ear. "I can feel your anger. Gives you focus. Makes you want to murder me."

 

[Akanias]

He sensed that she was telling the truth, at least to a point, and when she started to circle around him he didn't even bother to move. He continued to watch the speeders go past and he imagined what it would be like to leap out over the ledge and free fall to the ground below. Of course surviving the fall because of the Force, but he stopped his daydreaming and turned around to look at the Sith Lord behind him.

It was true, there was anger in him. To outer appearances in the Force, he seemed as if he was angry, but deeper within him, he was the one who decided when he got angry, when to utilize the unkindled rage. Within him was the eye of the storm, and he always meant to remain there, lest he would die a horrible death.

"You don't know that for sure. Your assumptions may be wrong. For now, I think you have your uses as a Sith Lord."

[member="Alicia Drey"]

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Astraios Blackhand"] |

"Your thoughts betray you. You believed me a traitor. One who did not follow the vision given to us by our Lord." She took a step backwards with a nefarious smile and clapped her hands together in a gesture of surrender, like she had just realized that she had got a little carried away. "But you came here for other reasons than to confront an apparent traitor. What is your purpose for being on Chandrila?"

 

[Akanias]

"You can't read my thoughts." The Acolyte said simple-mindedly. Blackhand wasn't going to be questioned and have assumptions made of him from a traitor! That's not how it worked evidently.

"I do as I please. Chandrila is only one more world that must join the cause of the Dark Lord."

[member="Alicia Drey"]

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Astraios Blackhand"] |

"Yet here we stand, on the tower of Chandrila DataTech, conversing." She leaned her head to the left. "Speak plainly. Why are you here?"

 

[Akanias]

He finally turned around to look at the Sith Lord in front of him. She didn't play the game, and so he wouldn't.

"I sought you out. I understand you are proficient with a blade."

[member="Alicia Drey"]

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Astraios Blackhand"] |

"Curious." She turned to look at the ocean again. The wind whipped up her hair, around her ivory white, pale features. "How did you discover this?"

 

[Akanias]

[member="Alicia Drey"]

That was that then. In response, he shrugged his shoulders and his black cloak fluttered from the sudden wind. "That is irrelevant. Are you capable of teaching me?"

 

[Darth Ayra]

| [member="Astraios Blackhand"] |

"Irrelevant," Ayra repeated softly. The air seemed to stop. Gravity grew stronger, bearing down on the area. The hold of the Force was strong and powerful, almost tempting those in the vicinity to lower themselves to their knees in submitting to it's power. Then a sound broke through the air.

Snap-hiss.

A crimson light slashed through the air to Astraios's right, protruding from the end of a black, cylindrical hilt in the Sith Lords hand.

 

[Akanias]

He sensed the danger before it came to him, and so he had elected to tug his lightsaber off of his belt just as she drew out her own. He would've been a horrible assassin within the Black Suns if he didn't know whether or not his target was preparing to attack him.

His own crimson beam didn't ignite to parry the lightsaber coming to his right. No, it was on the other side of his body, and his lightsaber was on his own left, instead, he dived to his left along the edge of the building, until he was at her side and he ignited the lightsaber from his left hand this time.

It wasn't even his own lightsaber, it was the lightsaber that he had taken off of a Sith that he had defeated in combat. He had taken it from him for fleeing from combat upon Empress Teta. It was a weak punishment, but all Sith had their uses, whether strong or weak.

"You shouldn't let yourself become angry so fast." He said in an antagonizing fashion.

[member="Alicia Drey"]