An Old Enemy....Perhaps A New Friend

[Carden Lorps]

A slum...a deep,dark,depessing slum. He left his armour on his father's ship while he sat in a bar booth by himself. His short hair filled with sweat, he ran his hand through it. The perspiration fell onto the table, as his head followed. He passed out his mind...filled with sadness, hate, old friends...the memory of a bar where Maleus asked to go...Maleus beating Carden...only to be saved by a Jedi. The Jedi was probaly dead on the street by now. Quickly another memory flowed in, it was Carden...he was sitting in his ship holding a blade to his neck...on the edge of taking his own life due to depression. A few seconds after the memory he awoke, tears filled his eyes. Carden sat back and picked up his Corellian Whiskey, he began to drink.

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[Maleus]

The Sith Knight recently bested Tugoro in battle. The confrontation ended in him not only kidnapping the Young Jedi, but him getting the better of Carden. Now he was in some dimly lit building where darkened corridors held thugs at the ready. It was funny. The darkness slipping out of Maleus was enough to ward off an attack. ""Hm.." He couldn't help but feel there was something missing. He too thought on the past, he wished to see Carden once again. Something intrigued him, it was hard to place it. He had certainly changed from the boy who nervously shifted through bars with his fallen fathers armor in tote. He was now filling up the space, not only physically, but mentally. But perhaps...

There was still doubt.
So he continued onward, not really looking for anything in particular while still searching at the same time.
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[Carden Lorps]

"Should have did it Carden...should have did it...your father ain't proud of you...your father hates you...why are you even still alive. You should have died a while ago, you don't deserve to live, your not even looking anymore. Your father is nothing but a forgotten oaf." Carden said with tears still flooding his eyes.

"Is it time...is it, I've wasted to much time in bars. Wasted too much time sitting in here drinking. Bloody hell you even waste time in resorts. Maybe it is." he grabbed a blade from his pocket he put it to his neck. He had hesitation in his hands.

"Do it...do it Carden...DO IT!" He yelled. But he couldn't "ARGH" he yelled before stabbing the knife into the table.

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[Maleus]

The force worked in mysterious ways. Through it one was able to not only establish a sort of awareness about themselves, but as their surroundings as well. To some degree at least. "Hmmm." The air was stagnant. Feelings were cluttered. The atmosphere bred the sort of mood-killing ambiance that death itself produced, well, almost. "Interesting." He could hear something in the distance, loud enough to break the monotone clamor. "Interesting..."
He looked to the emotional being that was Carden Lorps
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[Carden Lorps]

"You're a reject Carden...nothing but a reject. Why cant you just slide the blade across your throat and e done with it." Carden told himself. He looked around. The bar was pretty dark. He noticed a familiar figure, it was Maleus, Carden jumped and slid into his seat hopefully he didn't recognize him without armour.

But he quickly came to he sat up and looked at Maleus.

"Why be scared anymore...why do anything." He said while looking at Maleus then finishing off his whiskey.

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[Maleus]

Maleus looked to the broken bounty hunter. He bit his lip in frustration as he tried to get a reading on the boy. He had changed. The exuberant bounty hunter was a husk of his formal self. He slipped into a state of self loathing, the alcohol was the medium. He wished to dull his senses to the point where nothing mattered. He probably wished to die.

To be honest they were quite similar in that right. Maleus had battled Carden many times. There was a time when he wanted to kill the child. He was much more than an annoyance, he was a threat. -Was.- Now he seemed to have lost the will to live. "Hello..."

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[Carden Lorps]

Carden flinched at the man...

"Long Time no see" he slowly said when Maleus said hello.

"Have a seat" was all he could say to the man.

he grabbed the knife and put it away, if Maleus wanted to slay him, he would have done it when he was passed out.
Maleus seemed different, but who knew...it could have been a trick.

((sorry bout the super short post I'm in class.))

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[Maleus]

(No problem man.)
Maleus settled into the bar-stool the pegs which kept the seating cushion erect screeched as he applied all of his weight on the wooden beams. He slid forward so that the table rested a few inches above his abdomen. He made no moves for his saber, nor would he seem outwardly hostile. He was curious however. "You don't look well... I expected more." His metallic fingers drummed the edges of the table. "What has happened....?"

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[Carden Lorps]

"You don't look well... I expected more." Maleus said.

Carden looked Maleus in the eyes.

"I don't look well...I don't look well...well what do you expect from a person who has almost nothing...who sits in bars all day...well here's the outcome." Carden said while gesturing to his whole body.

"What has happened..." Maleus asked...

"You want to know what happened?...you out of all people....well...I will tell you." Carden paused.

"Well...this all happened around the night you fought me in the bar...when I was helped by the Jedi. I noticed if that Jedi hadn't come to my recuse I would have been killed. A few weeks later I had a meeting on Tatooine with a pirate. Long story short I had to put a kid out of his misery and I ended up getting shot in the stomach. A few days after that I meet with they young Jedi...uh Tugoro, he confronted me about my choices and how I was falling, it was then it hit me...why do I waste my time getting shot, stabbed, and almost killed, for a goal of finding someone who is probably on the other side of the galaxy? I realized there is no point, I started to drink more...I started to care less about my father...and more about alcohol. Now I am in a deep pit that only gets bigger every time I take another breath.

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[Maleus]

He listened. The details leading up his down-fall were important. "So you regret killing someone... You don't like what you've become..." Maleus could relate. While on another level he could not. Maleus's father didn't exist, he was just some deceased man who rarely appeared thought. Carden seemed to love his father.. He wore his armor, he donned his helm, even taking on the same position.

Still... Something was wrong.

"Then dig yourself out... Change.." He'd chuckle at his own words. "You are no longer an enemy of mine, what was once there is no more. I can speak to you freely. You are truly in a pathetic state..... But... You are better off than I.... You already know you need to redeem your actions... I've went years doing what you've done.... I can't even differentiate good from bad without strain. I am a monster. You are not..."
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[Carden Lorps]

"Regret?...yes of course." He said softly...


"Change...change...I would if I could but...it's just the way things are. Change doses not come so easy Maleus..." he said in defense.



"You are no longer an enemy of mine, what was once there is no more. I can speak to you freely. You are truly in a pathetic state..... But... You are better off than I.... You already know you need to redeem your actions... I've went years doing what you've done.... I can't even differentiate good from bad without strain. I am a monster. You are not..." Maleus said.

"I am no longer a enemy of you..." Carden's words rang through his ears.

He felt calm now.

"How....there is no way I can redeem myself... you know how many chances I had to take my own life... enough. I would love to redeem myself but I can't."



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[Carden Lorps]

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((You still up for this, I get it if you are busy or loss of muse ))

 

[Maleus]

(Im so sorry. E_E) "So now you intent to mope?" He'd scratch his chin. "Carden. Who cares what happened in the past? You live in the present to pave your future." He rose from his chair to expose his tattered undergarments. His robe wasn't really working that well, the stiff fabric more or less stuck to his frame which made moving annoying. "There are times when I lay awake with only my thoughts." He tugged at his collar now. "Times of when I doubted my decisions.... I was misguided... More importantly I was lost... Lost like you. If I can seek redemption, the bounty hunter known as Carden can too."

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[Carden Lorps]

Carden looked up at Maleus.

"I guess I forgot...I heard a saying before. Do not dwell on the past, live in the present, and be prepared for the future. I gess I really didn't pay attention to it until now." Carden said softly.

"You rephrasing it helped." Carden said.

"You are right, though this bounty hunting thing is kinda a drag...I might ...see if any relatives will help me..." Carden said softly, he looked up with tears in his eyes, he looked right into Maleus's eyes.

He could only help but cry some more.

He kept his gaze on Maleus before taking out his combat knife and stabbing it into the table.

"I Carden Lorps am no longer a bounty hunter."

"I swear it." Carden was determined to stay off that path and overcome the trials that will be ahead of him

He smiled

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