The Arch Wilder
Ten days. Ten days ago Vulpesen had lost the one person in his life that he KNEW he could depend on. Well, at least the one person other than Ace. Ten days. Ten days ago Vulpesen watched the one he loved be ripped away from him. Ten Days. Ten days ago, he lost Alexandra Cinthra take three shots to the chest then disappear. Ten days. Ten days ago... he fell apart. Even now, his mind flashed back to that moment. That moment when he couldn't feel her. She wasn't dead but she was gone. He knew that much and that was enough to collapse the cave. His howl had ripped from his throat with tremendous strength, shaking the cavern as he mourned. Yet as all moments do, that one had ended.
Now, Vulpesen sat in his room among the sith temple of Coruscant. His mask sat next to him and his head sat on his hands. He had made sure it was set in the exact same spot his jedi room once stood, but even that was of little comfort now. His beard and mustache was now ragged, his hair a mess and his eyes burned a blood and gold mixture. He'd never been this close to the dark side. Yet, he'd never lost this much. "They will pay. I swear by the stars, THEY WILL PAY!" His clawed hand swooped down and snatched the mask from his table before hurling it into the wall. As in INTO as in STABBING into the wall. For the last tend days, sadness and sorrow plagued his mind, immobilizing him and causing him to do nothing but stay in his room and nearly decapitate three acolytes who were sent to fetch him, one of which was later admitted to an infirmary due to severe lightning burns as well as several daggers and multiple other injuries.
Yet he couldn't stay here. He had to move. He had to find her. He had to rescue her. He knew she hadn't died, he just didn't know where she went. Though, there was always one mind he could rely on to remind him. "Vulpesen. Eve is the answer. Alexandra said that you should go see her." The voice belonged to the only being that could be near him without risking their life, Ace. For a moment he almost shrugged it off, then a memory flickered in his mind. "Talk to Eve... next time you see her talk to Eve and she will explain what i can't." The memory hit him like a cargo ship, a punch in the gut that nearly brought him to tears, but still he got up. SShe needed him and he finally had cleared his mind enough for a lead. "Ace, get ready, we're leaving." His voice was a harsh hiss as he spoke before moving over to put on a large set of robes. Rurri help the man who delayed his flight. Darth Tsolan was leaving the planet, NOW!
A dead pilot and a quick(dangerously so) flight later, Vulpesen was walking over the surface of Alderaan. Before long he arrived at Alex's old home. Already, visions of her and him walking around appeared and he kept back tears as he entered. Stars he missed her... Still, he step forward and entering the home, he called out. "[member="Eve"], are you here? Alexandra sent me to find you." Finally, his voice was normal, but only after hours of mediating on his ship.
Now, Vulpesen sat in his room among the sith temple of Coruscant. His mask sat next to him and his head sat on his hands. He had made sure it was set in the exact same spot his jedi room once stood, but even that was of little comfort now. His beard and mustache was now ragged, his hair a mess and his eyes burned a blood and gold mixture. He'd never been this close to the dark side. Yet, he'd never lost this much. "They will pay. I swear by the stars, THEY WILL PAY!" His clawed hand swooped down and snatched the mask from his table before hurling it into the wall. As in INTO as in STABBING into the wall. For the last tend days, sadness and sorrow plagued his mind, immobilizing him and causing him to do nothing but stay in his room and nearly decapitate three acolytes who were sent to fetch him, one of which was later admitted to an infirmary due to severe lightning burns as well as several daggers and multiple other injuries.
Yet he couldn't stay here. He had to move. He had to find her. He had to rescue her. He knew she hadn't died, he just didn't know where she went. Though, there was always one mind he could rely on to remind him. "Vulpesen. Eve is the answer. Alexandra said that you should go see her." The voice belonged to the only being that could be near him without risking their life, Ace. For a moment he almost shrugged it off, then a memory flickered in his mind. "Talk to Eve... next time you see her talk to Eve and she will explain what i can't." The memory hit him like a cargo ship, a punch in the gut that nearly brought him to tears, but still he got up. SShe needed him and he finally had cleared his mind enough for a lead. "Ace, get ready, we're leaving." His voice was a harsh hiss as he spoke before moving over to put on a large set of robes. Rurri help the man who delayed his flight. Darth Tsolan was leaving the planet, NOW!
A dead pilot and a quick(dangerously so) flight later, Vulpesen was walking over the surface of Alderaan. Before long he arrived at Alex's old home. Already, visions of her and him walking around appeared and he kept back tears as he entered. Stars he missed her... Still, he step forward and entering the home, he called out. "[member="Eve"], are you here? Alexandra sent me to find you." Finally, his voice was normal, but only after hours of mediating on his ship.
