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[Kurenai Yumi]

The darshear attack seemed to dissipate from the mans attack, fading back into dark energy from were it came, herself going back to a defensive stance, expecting another flurry of attack from his saber. Fortunately it seemed her edging had done its work, the man putting away the weapons and accepting her hand to hand combat, a small smirk appearing on her face. Following Suit she too put her weapons to the side, placing her hands in a basic marital art stance as the Sith lord charged at her with a killer hook. He was faster then expected, herself only having time to raise hr arms in defense as the force pulled her forwards, the fist slamming into her body, pain running along her arm as the blow pushed the woman back. "The only one to have their live drained it you, I'll string your body up like a hunted animal and feast on your bones", Abigail shouted, eyes glowing yellow, right leg pushing off the ground retaliating with a powerful punch aimed for the mans gut.

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[Thorac Katon]

Thorac's punch is blocked by Abigale, though the hard blow makes connection with her arm. Thorac hears the anger in the woman's voice and sees her burning yellow eyes filled with anger. The woman then sends a crushing blow towards his abdomen, to which Thorac attempts to block, but it makes contact, cracking a couple of his lower ribs. Thorac grabs the woman's arm as she retracts it from the punch, and attempts to throw her into the rock wall behind him. "I can feel your hate, your anger, your hunger. Now stop holding back and unleash it!" Thorac yells. Thorac craved death to unleash him from his constant physical pain and mental anguish, however, he was not suicidal and with his strength and the healing properties from the bactia implant, he was hard to kill. Whether it be from his own pride, or the values of the Mando'ade from his youth, Thorac felt he could not be granted death but by a worthy opponent. Could this woman be the one?

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[Kurenai Yumi]

Kurenai grinned as her attack landed, the feeling of something giving way under the strike giving a small boost to her confidence, when if came to hand to hand she was very hard to beat. The feeling of a thrilling fight ahead raising the woman's heart beat, the last person she fought that was considered a large threat being a master of Ren she had faced over 3 years ago. Her joy did not last long, being suddenly flung into the side of the mountain by Thorac, her pelvis slamming against a rock, the woman rolling over, pushing through the pain to right herself and facing Sith once more. "You wan me angry I will get angry"!! Concentrating against with the force Kurenai launched herself, throwing forward a palm strike with the backing of a force lighting shock, blasting the electric attacking out in front indiscriminately.

[member="Thorac Katon"]

 

[Thorac Katon]

Thorac watches as Abigale slams into the side of the mountain, only to rise again and launch herself towards him. Thorac was impressed on how strong and agile the woman was. Thorac attempts to dodge the attack, but his opponent's speed outmatches his, and the strike lands on Thorac's chest, the force from the electricity-backed blow knocking him back and bringing him to his knees. This Force lightning also appeared to effect his bacta implant, causing him immense pain, more than what he usually was afflicted with. Thorac's mind flashes back to when he battled his former master, leaving him in a similar situation.

"You are strong, woman. You have brought me to my knees. Now, finish what you have started." While still on one knee, Thorac begins to use the Force to break boulders from the mountain walls surrounding the two warriors. The earth begins shaking as Thorac rips the large rocks from the hills, launching them at his opponent.

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[Kurenai Yumi]

As the rock flew towards her the youthful looking woman pushed back, yelling out and sending a force wave in all direction, the smaller rocked getting through, cutting against her skin, though nothing she coulnd't handle, the small lacerations starting to heal up right before the Sith's eyes as sh calmed back down.

Kurenai panted as she approached the downed Sith lord, still careful, not knowing if this was a trap or an actually victory, even if it was a somewhat close one. "Strong, perhaps, but also not dumb, you are no different from other Sith blinded by rage, though one does not last 800 years of constant war and not learn anything, your eagerness to fight me without a weapon in hand to hand and lack of force powers was your undoing". She said in a cold tone, her eyes showing no emotion towards the man as he knelt on the ground. "Not that you will ever get a second chance", her saber coming back to life, the blood orange blade stabbing into the mans pelvis, watching as the man fainted from the pain, not to far off from how a master of Ren treated her upon loosing a duel.

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[Thorac Katon]

Thorac watched as the woman all but blocked his last ditch attack and began approaching him. Excruciating pain ran through Thorac's body, his bacta implant malfunctioning from the previous lightning attack. Trying to lift himself to his feet as the female approaches him, he hears her taunts as he falls back to his knees, too weak from the pain. Thorac watches as Abigale ignites her lightsaber, and jabs it into his body. He can feel the burning blade rip through his armor, his skin, his organs. Thorac lets out a robotic yell of rage and pain as the world begins to darken around him. Thorac looks the female straight in the eyes, the burning yellow returning to their natural shade of blue. Thorac begins to feel his body become colder. Starting from his feet, the chill makes it's way up his body to behind his eyes. Thorac's vision becomes more narrow, and finally completely disappears.

Darkness.

Thorac opens his eyes. He is standing now, surrounded by white that seems to go on for eternity. In the distance, he sees a figure. It seems that the figure is just standing there, possibly waiting for him. Thorac begins to approach the figure, and as he gets within viewing distance, he realizes who the figure is. "Relana?" Thorac asks outloud as he recognizes the figure as his former love who perished at the hands of his former master. Thorac then notices that his voice sounds different. It was not the deep, robotic voice he had grown to hate, but his voice. His old voice. Thorac reaches up and touches his face, feeling skin instead of cold metal from his mask. Thorac turns his attention once again to the female figure. She looks just the way he saw her alive last, wearing a white gown, her brown hair flowing behind her, a beautiful smile on her lips. As Thorac begins to walk towards her, the figure appears to grow farther away. Thorac begins to walk faster towards his love, and then run, but he is unable to get any closer to the figure. All of a sudden, Thorac sees the figure's face turn from a smile to a look of horror. The figure begins to let out a bloodcurdling scream as the female's head is separated from her body, as if decapitated by an invisible blade, mimicing how she died at the hands of his former master. The female's body slumps to the ground and the head stays in the air floating, still screaming. "No, no, NO!" Thorac yells as he falls to his knees, closing his eyes and covering his ears as to drown out the piercing cries. Thorac then hears a sound that seems to come from inside his head. His bacta implant kicking on. Thorac then feels his body becoming warm, bacta beginning to flow into his veins, working overtime to heal his severe wounds. Thorac opens his eyes to see the head and body in front of him had been reunited, and was again smiling at him. Thorac reaches for the figure as the whiteness around him begins to blacken, closing in until what was once an eternity of light becomes a void.

Darkness.

Thorac can feel himself moving across the ground. Thorac opens his eyes, his vision still blurry. Thorac realizes he is being dragged across the ground, someone, or something, having a hold on his feet. Thorac then closes his eyes again, slipping into a comatose state.

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[Kurenai Yumi]

Kurenai continued up the mountain side, dragging the Sith lord as she went, several bumps along the way getting on the woman's nerves, "argh, this is taking to long, come here you mask wearing dult". Herself picking the knocked out man, lifting his muscular body over her should like a solider would when carrying a wounded comrade, Kurenai picking up the speed in which she was walking, in time spotting the constructs of the village in the distance.

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Hanah gave a small sigh as she watched the road ahead, blaster rifle in hand for hat ever may come, the disappearance of 3 people from the village and other strange things making the elder set up watch. Some dreaded that the Sith were using them as sports, of that cult that had attempted to back to finish the job. Either way everyone was on edge, taking turns to keep watch, the young woman clutching her blaster rifle in relaxed position, quickly tensing up as she saw a figure approach.

Clutching her rifle, pointing it down range, watching as the figure got closer, her eyes widening as said women began to recognize who the figure was. "I-Its Kurenai, Kurenai is here everyone, come look" she more or less shouted, running towards the woman, though eyes glancing to the perason whom she was carrying, a friend? "Hello Hanah, my you have grown since I last saw you", "You haven't change at all Miss Yumi, are you okay? you armor looks messed up, more so then usual". "I've been better, but now I need a place to put this guy and relax". "Ummm sure follow me".

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Half an hour later [member="Thorac Katon"] was laying in the room of a spare house, Kurenai downstairs catching up with old friends, though had yet to properly explain her altercation with the Sith Lord.

 

[Thorac Katon]

Thorac slowly opened his eyes, seeing the wooden beams supporting the ceiling below him. Thorac's upper armor had been removed, leaving his upper body bare, but his tattered combat pants and boots still remained. Thorac quickly began to sit up, and a sharp pain shot through his body, originating from the lightsaber wound on his torso. Thorac's bacta implant had already begun to heal the wound, but it would take hours before the wound was fully healed. Thorac's hand traveled to the wound, and he noticed that it had been bandaged. His hands then traveled to his belt, where his lightsabers would usually be, only to come up empty. Where am I? Thorac thought to himself as he attempted to stand from the bed, only to collapse on the floor from his pain, making a loud thud on the floor. Memories of the battle that had just occured begin to come back to him, as well as the visions he had. Thorac lifts himself onto the bed and sits on the edge. Thorac closes his eyes, feeling the old and new pain circulating through his body. Why did she spare me? Thorac wonders as he thinks of how he had fallen so far, from a powerful Sith Lord to a animalistic monster of the mountains.

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

Kurenai was mid speech before she heard the thump form upstairs, feeling his signature, smelling small amounts of blood from above her, the others in the room noticing in different ways. "Hmm, it seems he is awake, I will be back down again shortly, converse in the mean time, oh and you may call either of my children over my holo communicator as you see fit, I know that both would be happy to see you all again". Laving the group Kurenai entered into the upper bed chamber, her more relaxed face becoming stern, eyes falling upon [member="Thorac Katon"]. "You are more resilient then I thought but no mind, now that you are away we can set out some ground rules, child". No doubt he knew she was not some mere human, her body not showing muhc signs of fatigue or damage from their battle, her clothes swapped out for a simple white shirt and black dress pants. Though a small holster still wrapped around the woman's waist, holding the side arm and saber. You could never be too careful with a Sith lord, even one that was injured and literately ling at ones feet. "First, tell me, who is this 'Relana' you yabber about in your sleep"?

[member="Thorac Katon"]

 

[Thorac Katon]

As Thorac sits on the edge of the bed half meditating, half dreaming, he hears footsteps coming up the stairs, and can feel the woman before she enters the room. Thorac opens his eyes and lifts his head to see her come through the door. Thorac notices the woman has changed from her armor to more casual clothes, the simple shirt and pants showing off more of her muscular physique than before. The woman's tone and attitude angered Thorac, especially calling him 'child', though he was in no shape for violence agaisnt this woman. She asks Thorac about Relana, and even mentioning her name sends a wave of anguish through his body, his eyes slightly wincing. Thorac lowers his head towards the floor as he begins talking with the woman. "She was someone who was taken away from me by my former Master. She is nothing but a memory now." Thorac did not care to tell the female of how Relana was his everything, how he cared for her and even how she made him think of turning his back on the Sith and leaving his old life behind. Thorac's mind then goes back to the visions he had of his love Relana's death as he was rendered unconcious from the previous battle, feeling the all familiar anger and misery flowing through his veins. After a pause, Thorac lifts his head towards the female, making eye contact with her, his eyes glowing a burning red, "Why did you spare me? After what I did to your people, why would you bring me here?"

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[Kurenai Yumi]

Kurenai could feels the mans annoyance with ease, even with the mask on his face expression, eye movement and all that gave away much into what a person was thinking. That and the force radiating off the Sith lord, it was quite noticeable, even for a novice zeroing on the source would have been quite easy. Walking closer the youthful woman took a traditional seiza style seat at the head of the bed, face still stern as Throac began to speak about the person whom she asked about. "Is that so, Relana, thats a girls name, you yourself, I can tell are approximate 40 or so years old... when you get as old as me you pick up on these things, I am gussing she was a past lover? before the Sith kidnapped you and made you into what you are now".

That and hearing him talk about the woman while asleep, someone who was 'just a memory' did not simply come up when in such a sleep induced state. What ever memory he had about the girl it was a strong one indeed but was also just what she needed to stick it to him while laying in the bed, which he so gladly gave the chance to elaborate on. "Your wounds, past and body is a painful one, you suffer each day, killing you would be to much of a mercy as this damaged, sore, keeping you alive is much punishment". "Even with your bacta implants you'll be reminded of this day every time you feel pain from now on, your ribs will never heal properly, it will hurt every time your breath, it will be a constant reminder of what you did, but that is not all". "It will also serve to show, that you have become what you hate, this women of your past was killed by the Sith, a loved one taken away, and you have become that too, taking away family and loved ones from other".

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[Thorac Katon]

Thorac sat on the bed and listened to what the woman had to say. Thorac had been a Sith before his former master took Relana as a wife, and before he fell in love with her, but he knew that she was right. Yes, he was a Sith, but that did not mean he was a murderer of innocents. Years of seclusion in the wilderness, as well as his constant mental and physical pain had transformed him into something more animalistic, a creature that killed just for blood. Thorac realized that if he was to become a powerful Sith Lord as he once was, he needed to return his focus to the true meaning of being a Sith, using his pain and emotions to fuel his power. Thorac needed to become Darth Virelor again. Thorac straightens his posture, and turns his head to look at the woman. "You are right. I had no reason to harm your people. Seclusion in these mountains drove me to madness. But I must thank you, woman. You have redeemed me from my animalistic ways. Shown me I had lost my way."

Thorac stands up from the bed, a slight, sharp pain still coming from his abdomen as he moves. Thorac walks over to the window in the room, looking at the mountains in the distance, as well as the stars that had begun to emerge in the Dantooine sky. "But I now realize my place isn't here, haunting your people from the mountains. I am a Sith, and I am capable of much greater power. Thorac turns back towards the woman, his eyes seeming to burn a darker red and yellow, yet not as wild as they had looked before. Thorac walks back towards the bed and the woman sitting on it, standing close to her. "You are powerful, and have the dark side flowing through your veins, yet you do not fully embrace it. Thorac outstretches his hand toward the woman. "Help me off this planet. Release Darth Virelor back into the galaxy, and let me have my revenge agaisnt those who have wronged me. And then, I will return and show you how to truly harness the power you possess.

[member="Kurenai Yumi"]

 

[Kurenai Yumi]

She was honestly surprised by his more then sudden change of attitude, very few Sith were the type to self reflect on their action. It was kind of nice to see, though at the same time it did not absolve him from past action, though for the most part he seemed to have a decent sentence. Still she could understand what he was going through, many including herself, "I can relate to such a feeling, being reduced to a primal state, killing for fun or survival, it's what I had to do when all who i knew died and was left on my own... that lasted around 10 years before I went sane again". In those day she fully embraced her vampire side, killing man and best to stay alive.

Keeping her seat she eye the man as he stood up, cocking a brow at the very, philosophical way he stood and talked, seemed the man had actually changed. Guess that could be a future not, when someone is acting insane punch em a lot and use electroshock therapy on their ass with force lightning. "Well it is nice to see you are capable of speech that does not just involve threats of death", her tone still the same as she watched Thorac sit back down on the bed. "... do you think I wanted to be a dark sider, that I chose this parth on my own free will? that I enjoy being what I am and the problems it causes with family members? It is something that I have been force down and cannot change and I rather not become like you or a other Sith in their focused on power and being enveloped in by the darkness".

"But even so I will help you, and I will take you up on the training, to be honest you are the first to even consider training me, most that I know don't view myself as worth their time or effort".

[member="Thorac Katon"]

 

[Thorac Katon]

Thorac listened to the woman speak, and focused on the energy emitting from her. Thorac could sense a more animalistic side to the woman, as well as a strong hunger. "Very well. When the time comes, we will meet back on this planet. Then, you may truly see you are more like the Sith than you know. Thorac walks to the corner of the room where his armor and robe lay. Thorac unwraps the bandages off his torso, revealing that the lightsaber wound was very close to healing, though would leave a nice scar. Thorac then begins to clothe himself while speaking to the woman. "There is something about you, something that I feel in your presence that I have never felt before. A hunger, perhaps? And you mention you are old, yet you look almost half my age. Peculiar, don't you think?

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[Kurenai Yumi]

Continuing to watch Thorac Kurenai's hand pulled a small packet out from her pocket, flipping open the top to pull out a cigarette, a small flick of the fingers to ignite the end. "Why this planet? I do not come here often, a better place would be some place like Monastery would be a better choice due to me owning a property there". "Either that or my mothers house on Saleucami, I'm sure she'd enjoy the company everyone and then" if she didn't eat him first.

Taking another draw form the narcotic like item she cocked her eyes brow at the Sith, surprised had taken this long for him to ask such a question bout herself. "You would be correct in that statement, after all I am a vampire, drinking the life force of others for sustenance it kind of my whole deal". "But do not worry I didn't suck anything out of you while sleeping, I wasn't that hungry today".

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