Breaking Talon (Darth Vulcanus and interested Sith Friends)

[Talon Vosra]

Talon stood with outstrerched arms that were tightly bound to heavy pillars in the dark room. The light was too low for him to see and his emerald eyes stared blindly at the floor. They had decided to break him it seemed. His lips were cracked and dry and his naked body had not been cleaned since the slave yards. Dried green sap like blood was crusted on his pale skin and a sickly color had begun to creep outward from his blaster burns.

He could do nothing but wait. They would never let him sleep for long and the little water they provided was always poured at his feet. He could absorb it but only slowly and not enough to regain full strength.

Silently he stood thinking of his few friends in the order. Kira, Vulpesen, Iella and the younglings on Osuss. He would likely never see them again. However, he would fight being turned and he would not betray his friends.

@[member="Darth Vulcanus"]. (Feel free to invite anyone you like to join it would be great to have multiple antagonist)

 

[Darth Vulcanus]

@[member="Talon Vosra"]

The battle for the Slave Yards had been resolved and the Republic had left, leaving thousands of dead bodies in their wake. On the surface of the planet the Graug were placing the heads of the dead on pikes and decorating the deserts of sand with them. Any clones or Jedi unlucky enough to be captured on the verges of death were crucified on gaint symbols that resembled the letter A inside of a octogan, a symbol of sacrifice to the god of war. The areas surrounding the Graug tunnels had effictivly been turned into a barbaric warning to all of those who would try to attack in the future.

Vulcanus was not taking part in the show of violence, he was much too busy recieving medical treatment for his nearly severed leg and his wound from the impaling he took on the battlefield. Bacta had been adminstered almost as soon as Krag had entered the tunnels, saving his life from the the stomach wound but they were not able to save his leg. To say Vulcanus was ferious was an understatement, he had been brought up to beleive that he was perfect and thus was why he never got a prosthetic eye and now he had to get a prosthetic leg just so he could fight properly. Lucklily, the Graug had the technical knowhow to make prosthetics thanks to the Empire, but for now Krag was reduced to limping around on a metal pole.

Things were looking up though, Vulcanus had been notified that they had a Jedi prisoner who was healthy enough to been dragged into the hallows during the battle. That made Krag a very happy Graug Warlord, he was itching to pull the fingernails from the Jedi's fingers and use all of the torture techniques that the Graug had cooked up over their history. First, Vulcanus would strain his soul and then break his body before finally showing him the error of his pathetic ways. If the Jedi was lucky enough to survive Krag's rage, he would be offered a choice...die or join him.

Limping into the room , and turning the light on in the process, Krag looked straight at the Jedi and raised some sort of pike high into the air and planting it firmly into the rock in front of the Jedi. Sitting on the top of the pike was a head of blone hair and sparkling blue eyes that had been hazed over by a cloudy mist in death. The head belonged to a Jedi Padawan whose body had been scavenged after the battle, she couldn't have been older than sixteen and by the state of her body she had died a slow death before being decapitated.

"I give the Jedi warriors to face and your order sends me only wimpering children, is that all the Republic has to offer me?"

 

[Talon Vosra]

@[member="Darth Vulcanus"]

Talon heard the distinct sound on metal on the the duracrete as he stood strapped between the stone pillars. the light exploded into exictance and Talons eyes slowly adjusted and his vision cleared. It was Krag, the Sith apprentice who became warlord. Talon's eyes focused as the girls head was thrust into his face. He had to hold his tounge. The kid was barely 16 at the most. It made Talon want to lash out at the Sith, but he held back.

'There is no Emotion...' Talon thought as he fought his anger.

"You have me big boy," Talon croaked defiantly, "So why don't you put your date down and take off these straps?"

 

[Darth Vulcanus]

@[member="Talon Vosra"]

"Nothing would please me more than to kill you, Jedi....but I want to do it slowly." Krag hissed as he stepped up to the plant-man and sniffed the air, "The Darkside the ultimate power in the universe and you will witness all that it has to offer." Taking a step to the side, Krag drug his claws across a series of spiked bones about the size of paper clips. Taking one up in hand, Krag brought the spiked bone over to the Zelosian and grabbed the Jedi's hand and then placed the spike at the end of his fingernail. Slowly the beast began to push the spiked bone up under his fingernail and into the soft skin that lay under it, the jagged spikes driving across his skin and ripping up his fingernail. Krag continued this process, slowly placing spikes under each finger nail until the Jedi appeared to have claws jutting from each finger.

 

[Talon Vosra]

@[member="Darth Vulcanus"] @[member="Kiyala Demont"] (<--wants Talon next Krag)

Talon would be relieved to die. He wouldn't have to listen to Sith speeches about Dark this and power that.

'Please!' He thought 'I was a Sith Kight before your padawans dropped.'

He closed his eyes and searched for the force but he couldn't touch it.

'There is no emotion, there is peace.' He reminded himself silently.

He winced as the first barbed bone spike dug beneath his first nail.

"Uggghhhhhhnnn..." he groaned not allowing Kragypooh the pleasure of anything more.

"Gggggghhhhhhhh!" The second went in quicker than the first.

Slowly the Sith Lord moved from finger to finger. Talons mouth dripped mucus from the thick build up in the back of his throat that came from holding back his screams for the last few bones that slid through his tender flesh.

"Ffffshoo, Ffffshoo." His breaths exhaled hard. "I...nepher....knew...you did...nails" Talon said with labored breaths, "They..look great."

It was all bravado. He would not last long like this, but if Krag knew that it would do nothing. Talon couldn't give him the added pleasure. He didn't even ask him a question. His emerald eyes looked at Vulcanus from under heavy lids and he began to laugh as he looked back at the floor.

 

[Kiyala Demont`]

The aura in the room would darken for a second, light's flickering as her shadows began to eat at the light in the room. Normally, she either devour the light with her 'mists of darkness' or by completely draining power from the light array however she didn't know how Krag would react to not only her appearance but to her rather unorthodox question she held for him. As her form emerged from the shadows her eyes would first go to Talon who though was putting up a brave effort; Kiyala could easily see without the force the boy didn't have a lot left in him.

"Lord Vulcanus. . . it has been quite sometime. A busy man as yourself couldn't have the time to adequately make sure this man pays for his crimes against the Sith. Perhaps you would allow me to take him off your hands for a bit?" Kiyala was asking only because the man believed himself to be the Dark Lord from what she had gleaned from her sources still within the Sith however she would be taking Talon with her regardless of his answer. Kiyala however hoped he would simply allow her because their was no need in potential making an enemy over a Jedi.

Finally turning her attention to Talon, she looked at him but not with arrogance or contempt. If the Jedi was aware enough he might have caught a glimpse of the limited compassion that seemed to be growing in Kiyala daily albeit slowly.

@[member="Darth Vulcanus"]
@[member="Talon Vosra"]

 

[Talon Vosra]

@[member="Darth Vulcanus"] @[member="Kiyala Demont"]

Talon's naked form hung from his wrist as he slumped forward on weak knees. He didn't really know if it was light or his eyes that flickered. Either was possible. His emerald ocular orbs scanned the floor before slowly lifting to search for the sourcw of the new voice. He saw but he couldn't believe. The bloody witch from Coruscant that had tried to freeze him to death. He was just the life of the party it seemed. The drugs and pain kept him from registering her presence clearly or anything clearly for that matter, but something in her eyes wasn't the same.

"If" he croaked as his weak troat tried to obey his still deffiant mind, "if..you...two..." he gasped and steadied himself "are gonna...tag team. I want. Diner...first."

He slumped hisnhead back down and his body shook in a silent laugh. Too bad Kira wasn't around she would have laughed. The thought of his verbal jousting partner made him feel a little stronger and once for her he croaked his voice again.

"No? Tough. Crowd."

 

[Seras Goto]

@[member="Talon Vosra"]

Curious, the raspy sound of her respirator came as Seras moved along breathing in and out. She moved slowly but held a presence of annoyance before she stopped and stood still with a tight lipped grin under her mask. Letting her eyes flick over the room and removing the cloth from over her head. The scars and burns along the back of her neck and her cheeks showed where she had been in an explosion at one of her camps. Now she was looking forward to applying her craft to this... one. Entering the room her voice came out raspy and with the rasping voice. "A new one I see." Hahahahahahaha her laugh came out more and more before crossing her arms.

 

[Talon Vosra]

@[member="Seras Goto"] @[member="Kiyala Demont"]

Talon didn't even bother to look back. Three different people now stood here. All with different ideas of what was best to do with him. His emerald eyes opened and closed as blinked away the sweat that beaded one his face. His screaming nerves had begun to ignore the pain as he hung waiting for his fate.

His breaths slowed and the force slowly crept toward his reach. The hope of it began to strengthen his resolve and Talon put his feet flat on the stone floor and slowly pushed up to his feet. There he stood in his nakedness with eyes straight ahead now. His defiance of the darkness returned. His out stretched arms eased on the bindings as he straightened himself up.

"Well?" He said his voice a little more firm although his throat was still dry. He said nothing else. He was ready to die.

 

[Kiyala Demont`]

Kiyala looked vaguely at the newcomer before laughing a little to herself. "Kark now I may have to actually fight over this jedi. " Looking from Talon to the newcomer as Krag seemed to not care of the two intruder's presence and as such Kiyala felt the need to hurry and finish this before he changed his mind. Looking over at the newcomer through the HUD display of her Rancor Armor Mark 2 letting the weapon analyzation run over her before she said "Look I don't have much time to play, so if we have to duel for him. . . Let me know so I can help expedite this process." She said before starting to use the force to release Talon but hesitation and thought began to consume her.

She began to chant to herself with the audible sound of a mutter as she began to use Waves Of Darkness technique, the darkness would serve to severely weaken the lightside of the force. Talon had already proven himself a tricky one to deal with and he had a knack for friends coming to save him.

@Seras Goto @Talon Vosra

 

[Seras Goto]

@[member="Kiyala Demont"] @[member="Talon Vosra"]

Fight? Seras looked over with a flick of her eyes to Kiyala and raised and eyebrow for a moment while she took her in and then turned her attention to the jedi. "There is no...." hiss pop "To fight" breathing. "I am merely here." breathing. "To get information and inquire." She had to laugh now as her coughing fit came. "About certain criminals." Her eyes flicked over from the jedi to the woman in armor and then back again.

 

[Talon Vosra]

@[member="Kiyala Demont"] @[member="Seras Goto"]

Criminals? Well isn't that a novel idea. Hie green eyes tried to focus but the woman seemed to be dampening his connection to the force. His heartbeat increased as he thought of having to fight them both. The thought was exciting and the darkside of the force was so close, so very close that he nearly let his emotions take over.

He thought as quickly as he could but until the chains fell off he was at their mercy.

"I'll tell you everything about the criminals." He said his breathing almost normal but his throat still sore and dry. "One is about 7'2" and very ugly while the others were two women one want by fashion police and the other swollowed a vacuum."

He laughed a dry coughing chuckle as he waited for his fate.

"Come on that was good." He said looking at the muttering Kiyala. "I think the spell is 'boyardee, boyardee, boyardee.' And the chaons should fall off."

He laughed again at his own joke. Clearly he was as defiant as he had ever had been. It was all he had to cling to. He didn't have any friends to save him this time.

 

[Seras Goto]

@[member="Talon Vosra"] @[member="Kiyala Demont"]

Seras gave another raspy chuckle while she moved closer and spoke. "You are... humorous jedi but there are fates far worse then death in store for you." Her hands moved to trace a finger along the length of Talons jaw as she spoke. "Have you never wondered about the monsters in the camps. The ones who the emperors and warlords put in charge. Who they must have been? What kind of monster kills and tortures millions of being for the sheer enjoyment of their own?" Her finger stopped and pressed more towards his throat with a laugh coming.

"Death is just the end of the fun, I can keep you alive for months, brutalization, humiliation, dehumanizing you until at my command you will lick the poodoo from my heels. It is all quite fun and without my camps and millions of prisoners I have all the time to focus my attentions on you." A quick inhale then exhale was needed before Seras stood back a little giving a coughing laugh. "You and your friends in the order, fighting for people who hate and fear you. While I was given the chance to kill millions, to send mothers clutching their babies into acid showers and incinerators, force the men to mine dangerous materials without protection. You saved the few so I could kill the many.. Oh how I hated it when the order came to pull out. That the Republic was breaking the empire. I ordered my men to kill as many as they could but alas we failed that game. Some still live."

 

[Talon Vosra]

@[member="Seras Goto"] @[member="Kiyala Demont"]

"You lost me at humorous." He said slowly tilting his head to the side "I c hear the rest over the huge amount of crazy you pulled from your backside."

Talon was a little concerned he still couldn't touch the force and this Sith was determined he could tell.

 

[Seras Goto]

@[member="Talon Vosra"]

Seras remained motionless for a moment before her head came forward and she slid the mouthpiece to the side. Her mouth opened while teeth snapped into place so she could feed in the mangled mouth. The flesh chalk white from being covered and grey where it was damaged, now though her voice could come out without the breather. "So funny, I will enjoy eating you jedi."

 

[Talon Vosra]

@[member="Seras Goto"]

Talon Looked at the woman her twisted visage and pale flesh his green eyes were dull but his mind was slowly recovering from the pain from earlier. He drew in a breath and let it out in a sigh.

"Well I had hoped the first woman to say that to me would at least buy diner." He replied hoping to get under her skin enough to get away. "But judging by your skin I'd say you need veggies and fast."

Talon looked away it was clear he was in more trouble than he could get out of while chained between pillars. With luck the drugs would wear off and he could reach for the force but without it he would suffer, greatly.

@[member="Kiyala Demont"]

 

[Kiyala Demont`]

Kiyala hatched a rather cunning idea of her own from watching the other woman who now seemed to want to take her prey from her permanently. So instead of blocking his connection with the dark side she began to draw her darkness back within her as well as calming herself releasing her hold on the dark side. With a snap of the fingers and a rather loud clank @[member="Talon Vosra"] chains would fall to the ground, and Kiyala allowed some of her energy to go towards him. It wouldn't be nothing like him at full strength, but it would be enough to give his body and muscles a kick start.

And now she would watch the show between the two prey. She still intended on Talon leaving with her and she thought that he would prefer to go with her because at least she did not want him dead.

@[member="Seras Goto"]

 

[Seras Goto]

Seras looked up for a moment when the chains went away while she laughed. This one was interesting enough but now while she moved her head back and stood for a moment before putting her mask back on and taking a breath deeply. The small rising of her chest before she crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes on the man. A small tapping of her finger on her arm before she wondered what the grand plan was since the other had been saying she was taking him... instead she released him.

 

[Talon Vosra]

@[member="Kiyala Demont"] @[member="Seras Goto"] ((Sorry I take forever))

Talon felt his arms fall and did what any sane person would do. He turned his naked form around, patted the Sith's tush and ran out the door. His pale body streaked into the corridor and he randomly picked a direction. His bare feet slapped the rough floor as he raced away. Once he made it around the corner he used his only really powerful skills. He wrapped himself in the cloak of shadow and drew his presence in on himself. Finally ready he moved to try and find a way out.