The Mad Witch of Manda
My Heartbeat Stumbles & My Backbone Crumbles
I WANT BLOOD AND ILL KILL FOR IT
Burn Me At The Stake, Met The Devil, Made The Deal For It
ADVERSARIES: Braze | Ko Vuto | Zaiya Ceti | Sol Lupercal | Aris Noble | Nouqai Veil | Eloise Dinn | Raphael Gallustrade | Kaleleon
Fire boiled within those veins as the Mandalorian Xeno bounced, ducked, rolled and lept from tree to tree, moving through the dense jungle as if it were second nature to the beast. And given her upbringing on the planet Felucia Domina was no stranger to bizarre, difficult to navigate terrain. In fact, compared to Felucia, this planet seemed rather tame given the lack of hostile wildlife and fauna all capable of killing you and adding your bones to soil as fertilizer. So comparatively, this was much more relaxing without having to worry about wandering Rancors or other creatures stumbling out of the dark looking for a quick snack. Though, in this specific scenario, she would be the monster.
So…maybe it crossed her mind once or twice that she should probably slow down. Especially when the voice of her droid called out from the distance as X9 attempted to levitate through the woods weaving through swinging branches Dima had boosted off of and dodging the trails of silk that he would get tangled in.
"W-wait! Wait for me! Oh dear oh my~" The poor droid cried in distress as the image of Dima got further and further the more excited Domina became at the potential prospects waiting for her at the crash site.
"Keep up nerd! Dima has no time to waste! If the Darkborn get there first they are gonna HOG all the GOOD warriors!" She barked aloud, the commotion in the trees sending birds erupting into the skies. A signal for those who happened to be close by to be on alert, assuming they paid any mind to such things in their environment. Domina made haste, knowing that if she was going to find worthy champions that she would need to be one of the first to arrive on the scene.
After all, finders keepers right? Dibs was still a thing even among snakes and rats like Sith for sure. At least Domina certainly hoped so. And with the lingering smoke in the air it did not take long for Domina to quiet herself and slow her role as she neared the site, peering out from above and staring down to inspect the many Jedi who seemed to conglomerate in the area.
Seemed like she had at least made it, but something stood out to Domina as she squinted hard and examined her prey from the treeline above them.
Eloise Dinn was the first Domina spotted, quirking a brow as the girl kind of just wandered from the crash site to explore the jungle. The girl seemed…smaller, than Dima expected. Furrowing her brows, Dima tip toed across branches and moved closer towards the crash site. Taking in those who still were around the wreckage and tending to their wounds sustained from the crash.
Only one face looked truly familiar out of everyone below. And that was Ko Vuto , who was surrounded by compatriots such as Aris Noble , Braze and Zaiya Ceti . Domina had not seen Ko since almost a year ago aboard a starship, a godling who forfeited his Lightsaber to her collection of trophies. One of her first ones that she kept around as a device she'd toy with more often than not.
Still, there was something missing among these individuals. Something Domna couldn't quite put her claw on as she inspected them from a distance.
"Hmm, these champions look a little uhh-" She brought up a hand and closed her clawed fingers around the shape of the younglings below. Squinting through her central most eye as if sizing them up by crushing them between her claws. "Shorter, than this one expected…oh well. A god is a god after all~" She mused, stepping out from the tree branch and with a single leg, stepping out into the open air. Falling nearly fifty or so feet from the skies there would be an audible CRASH right in the center of the crash site, closest to Ko and Braze.
Dust and dirt kicked up mixing with the smoke and fire, creating a smokescreen of sorts as the massive tail behind the beast swished and rattled loudly from behind.
"Not going to lie. Domina expected champions who were erm…" Those five eyes all scattered separately, eyeing each of the padawans in the area as Dominas head became heavy, leaning hard to the side in a vicious head-tilt while looking them all up and down, using a hand to gesture up to about here her horns were. "Taller…with a little more mass~" She mused in slight disappointment, her central eye flicking about between each of them as if searching for something before finally settling upon Ko. "And YOU, little godling. Domina was uncertain if you were still alive!" She called out boisterously as if she were a long lost friend to the boy. "Ya know, you really know how to stand a girl up godling! This one waited and waited for a long time for you to come seek this one out, but you never came! Domina was certain you had perished to another foe~" She chittered, reaching behind her cloak and gripping a lightsaber hilt to bring it out, clutching it TIGHTLY within her vice grip claws. "This one had assumed you would want this back, but you never came to get it. And here Domina thought your kind had an emotional attachment to these things~" She told him honestly, igniting the saber to life as it radiated its glowing green color.
Dimas eyes scanned the blade before dragging her azurite claws across the scorching plasma surface, creating a flurry of azure sparks to fly from her fingers in a display most menacing.
"Still, this one is glad your alive. Even IF you stood Dima up! Rude little god~" She pouted, incredibly nonchalant among the enemy and treating them as casual acquaintances.
Each eye remained locked on each of the padawans in her visage. Her central fifth eye locked onto Ko, the upper left eye keeping an eye on Braze , whom she had noticed was injured quite significantly which made Domina grimace. The upper right eye scanned Aris Noble , curious of the lad while Dimas lower left eye followed Zaiya Ceti , uncertain if any of these godborn would attempt some kind of mystics as their kind often resorted to when faced with a threat they did not understand. The green skinned boy Sol Lupercal was the last target Dimas many eyes focused on, keeping them all within a single line of sight as Domina de-activated Kos lightsaber.
"Steady those nerves and remove the jelly from your spines godborn, you should know, Darkborn are on their way to snuff out your light. But Dima sees you are wounded, unprepared, and dazed from your…experience. But they won't care. Darkborn are strange, but this one is half sure they'll either try to kill you, or convert you however the FUCK thats supposed to work~" She told them honestly, weighing her head from side to side, craning her neck and cracking the bones and joints audibly as she loosened up.
"Also, on the way here Domina noticed uhhhhh, you had some stragglers wandering into the fucking woods. They'll probably be the first to get picked by the darkborn but rejoice! Domina does not answer to the darklings, and if this one is being honest, if it wasn't you? Then it was going to be them on the menu next. Domina tells you these things because its important you know that what happens next isn't your fault, you're just doing what you were made to do but you ARE here…and unfortunately, there is no one else around to scratch this itch in Dimas BONES~" She spoke with the godlings, wanting to build a relationship with them beyond just being the monster in their path. "Ya guys ever have like, a really bad itch you just can't scratch? Maddening isn't it?" She asked them curiosuly as those razor claws scratched at her neck as if she had some kind of rash forming.
However, any moment the others would arrive and Spoil her fun. So with a brandish of four pairs of claws and a massive tail poised above her ready to strike, Domina readied herself for conflict with the divine bloods.
"So then, what will it be? One at a time? Or all at once?" She cooed warmly towards them, teeth along her cheeks chittering audibly as she waited for the first move to be made. "We could take turns, if you'd all prefer. This one will even wait for you to tend your wounded if you must. Dima sees one of you is hurt, and if your divine spark is to be pushed to its limit, you must be at your best!" She encouraged them sweetly, a devilish grin spread across her lips from behind her Mandalorian Mask. Her azure eye lingering slightly longer on Braze than the others as she noticed the condition of his arms. "Do you need medical aid, sweet lightborn champion?" She asked him in an almost motherly tone, sharing great concern for his condition given if she was to let the Manda Bear witness to her might then she was bound by honor to not draw her blade against a foe not functioning at their highest potential. A sith might of stabbed him in the back in his condition, but luckily for them, the first opponent to meet them in the field was by far the one with the most honor.
Even if Domina was a force of nature in the same breath, she has a moral code. As complicated and strange as said code was~
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