Causing Mischief

[Bred]

Location: Tatooine, Mos Espa.
Time: Mid-day

The twin suns had a warmth about them that many people weren't used to. Unfortunately Bred was one of those people that wasn't used to the heat.

"Damn this heat..." Bred complained as he looked to the sky and shaded his eyes from the sunshine. He shook his head at the irony of the whole situation, a person who uses pyrokenisis can't take the heat...

"Well it's a different type of heat..." Bred reasoned aloud. He had just finished setting a fire to some merchant's warehouse, destroying all the stock the merchant had. Bred didn't like being threatened, but the merchant thought it'd be wise to try and make the teen a slave. Oh how wrong he was.

So now the pyro walked through the center of a bustling market, not really caring if he bumped into people as he walked. He was looking for someone he contacted, they were goin to help him understand the ways of a Sith. Possibly. With a sigh he scratched his head.

"Wait where am I again? Most Espa? Oh crap I hope I'm in the right place..." Bred said as he looked around.

[member="Kitara Delarosa"]

 

[Kitara Delarosa]

Mos espa it was here she was to meet an acolyte named Bred, other than that, that was all she known about the boy. Kitara thought it unusual that he would contact her, she had just recently been granted knight status and was fairly unknown at the present time. Either way she had agreed to meet the boy and hoped this was going to be a wasted affair. Smiling mischievously as she had heard some locals gossiping about a boy who set an merchants store on fire.”That’s my boy, perhaps this will prove fruitful”

Kitara followed in the boys footsteps watching from afar, passed merchant booths she could care less about,but this heat was horrendous, she somewhat dressed for the weather. She opted to leave her sith robe at home, considering they were in hut space and she didn’t want to draw unneeded attention to herself, well not right away at least. She always wore black spandex pants, a utility belt, combat pants and because of the heat she wore a short sleeve shirt, not your typical sith attire but she didn’t want end the day with heat stroke. Ashe walked some pick picketer tried to pick her light saber from her hip, well he found out first hand not to try that with her. She took his hand, and with a squeeze with the use of the force the boys hand crushed within hers”Do that again and I’ll snap your neck” It took everything within her to control herself, she desperately wanted to snap his neck.

Kitara could sense the boy and he was very close by, she had wondered if he would be able to hear her through telepathy’Carefull my dear, I am not the only one watching you’
[member="Bred"]

 

[Bred]

'Careful my dear, I am not the only one watching you.' A voice sounded in his head. Bred didn't stop walking, keeping his pace slow and his eyes peeled. What exactly was she talking about...better yet who was she. He took a second to think.

Ah she was the one he contacted. [member="Kitara Delarosa"]. Bred walked over to a stall and picked up a fruit. Keeping a nonchalant appearance. He looked around. The merchant must've sent people after him, Mercenaries or bounty hunters. Bred shook his head.

"Are they really that stupid? I set their chit ablaze isn't that enough of a warning?" Bred said aloud. He wasnt exactly worried about who heard.

He was definitely getting a bit irritated. Clenched his fists, wanting nothing more than to burn the whole place market down. But he held back, for now. Bred smiled and took a bite from the fruit.

"So...care to show yourself mi'lady?" Bred asked, assuming she was close by. He scanned the crowd to look for anyone out of place. Yet he wasn't one for noticing details. He let out a sigh.

'this would be easier if I just started burning the place...' He thought with a smile.

[member="Kitara Delarosa"]

 

[Kitara Delarosa]

The red eyed sith followed Bred until he stopped, taking notice of his handy work and the mercenaries the merchant had bought. She thought as Bred did that it was very unwise to do so, and Kitara was not in a very good mood, she was unhappy with herself that she let the pick pocketer live. She wanted to break more than his hand. But its done and she can’t change the past, she was more curious abut the pyromaniac she was about to meet.”Well my dear, Impressive work you have done. I think I’m going to have fun dealing with your mercenaries over there.”

Kitara wasn’t one for cleaning up other peoples messes, usually more often than not it was her own doing she had to clean up after.”Strange place to meet. As much as I would like to kill them now.It would probably be a good idea to find somewhere quite and talk before we clean up this mess of yours” Kitara always had a mischievous smile and haunting red eyes.
[member="Bred"]

 

[Bred]

Mess? Bred smiled. His eyes landing on the woman, he scanned her up and down, she didn't seem like much. Then again his outfit wasn't much better, he simply wore baggy pants and a vest. His scarf clung around his neck. Though one thing did stand out on the woman, her eyes. Piercing red. It sent a shiver down the teen's spine. Then there was her smile. He shook his head and eyed the mercenaries.

"I guess I'll play your game." He said with a smile. Bred tossed the fruit up in the air and walked towards the woman. The fruit landed back on the stand as he approached her. While he towered over her, he couldn't help but still feel uneasy.

"There's a cantina somewhere around here..." he said as he scanned the crowd. "Oh and for the record madame, I don't make messes. I simply purify things...with fire." He smiled childishly. His grey eyes meeting the woman's

He brought his scarf over his head like a hood, blocking the sun and attempting to hide some of his features from any prying eyes. "Shall we?" He asked as he began walking towards the cantina. He had to admit she was definitely pretty scary. It was that eyes and smile.

[member="Kitara Delarosa"]

 

[Kitara Delarosa]

Kitara never took her eyes off the boy, she could feel that her fiery red eyes made him feel scared, which gave her the utmost pleasure. Although she had to look up at the tall lanky boy, she wondered how he had survived so long. She almost thought if she hit the lad he would fall apart. Than again Kitara was not your typical women being half chiss which gave her freakish red eyes. No matter where she went she always stood out, how may short red eye blondes are their in the galaxy that had her muscular build, probably not that many. Which she used more so for intimidation really.

As far as she could tell she was beginning to like the boy, and she didn’t like to many people, while he liked to purify with fire she was just chaotic and enjoyed slipping into her rage and playing with her prey. “Don’t worry you can purify those men later”she stated as they entered the cantina. Kitara took to a booth and proceeded to sit down and took a drink from a server droid.She was abrupt and to the point and kept her fiery red eyes locked on him.”Lets get to the point why have you brought me here?”
Slowly she sipped her drink, watching his every move as he sat down in front of her.A man walked by and stopped and lit a cigarette.She was inthe mood for one.
Give me your Cigarettes.
The blonde sith dominated his mind to hand them over, and made him light her smoke and leave the lighter.

[member="Bred"]

 

[Bred]

Tall, lanky, frail. Young, Inexperienced...words that described Bred. Those words weren't wrong, actually pretty accurate. So he compensated for it by honing his pyrokenisis and acrobatics, you can't hit what you can't touch. Bred followed the woman as she walked into the Cantina. She told him he would get the chance to purify those men later. Bred nodded and took his seat across the woman.

Purify. Yes in a sense. Burn away all the impurities that the men had in life, cleanse them in death. That was his reasoning. Bred found it hard to keep her gaze. The red eyes reminded him of blood. He shook his head. The teen was about to answer her question when a man with a cigarette walked by, he suddenly stopped and handed one out to the woman and lit it.

His head cocked in confusion. "wha-" He shook his head and got back to the question. "Anyway-uh...well. My name is Bred...Here's the thing, I was uh hoping you could show me what being a Sith means..." Bred said as he avoided her gaze.

What the hell was he doing, this lady could kill him without a second thought, and here he was asking for something with no offer of his own. The teen looked away.

[member="Kitara Delarosa"]

 

[Kitara Delarosa]

Kitara gathered as much, the boy needed training, and Bred reached out to her.”So you want to become a Sith, and yet you have nothing to offer in return "She couldn’t help but have satisfaction when he looked at her and with her blood stained eyes made him cower. She definitely had the upper hand, and Bred was not to far off. The chaotic sith could kill him quite easily ,but where is the fun in that.

Kitara could have quoted the book of the sith, but that would have to come later .Which would have proved useful in a different situation.”what is like to be a Sith you ask" Well there was only one way to show the boy was through a little demonstration. She marveled that Bred had not idea what mind manipulation was, and knew from the expression on his face that the young boy had no idea what he was asking from her. A server came by asking if she wanted a drink, and of course she order another one, while probing her mind found it quite easy to manipulate her thoughts.Kitara did not believe Bred had learned to hone in on anyone’s thoughts unless he was meant to receive them.’

Give the boy a strong drink, ask any questions and I’ll break your wrists and you will never serve another drink
The waitress never looked at the boy instead she kept her eyes locked on the blonde sith.

Without question the waitress brought two drinks one for the boy and herself placing one in front of each of them. Kitara did not keep her word, instead as the waitress set down the glasses, Kitara took the waitress’s hand, in her own hands. Not by strength of her own, but with the use of the force she squeezed the ladies hand crushing her palm. Kitara felt each bone break within her hands and relished in the fact the waitress had no means to stop her.

Scream and I will be forced to kill you.

Tears swelled in her eyes while Kitara literally crushed her hand with force grip. The waitress took off to the bathroom tears rolling down her face and said nothing fearing for her life.Kitara turned to the boy

”I will train you,on one condition, since you have come to me with nothing to offer.I will be your master, but if you fail me I will not hesitate to kill you”
[member="Bred"]

 

[Bred]

Perceptive. Bred found it very difficult to hold her gaze, his grey eyes met her blood red one's for a second. She knew he had nothing to offer her, he barely had a credit to his name. Not that it really mattered.

The teen heard the woman start speaking again, repeating his question, though she did not offer an answer, not verbally. A waitress made her way to the booth asking the woman if she wanted a drink. The blonde didn't respond, they seemed to be locked in a staring contest. Suddenly two glasses filled with alcohol was placed between them. With a quizzical look on his face. He looked up to the waitress and his eyes widened, there was nothing but pure terror in her eyes, the audible crunching of the bones in her hands were enough to make Bred flinch. Soon enough the waitress was running off to the fresher with tears rolling down her face. Yet that power was unbelievable. Bred was amazed, she could do that with just yhe force? She was definitely on another level compared to Bred.

Bred turned back to the woman. Her gaze falling on him as she gave her offer. She would teach him, and be his master. If he failed, she would kill him. The teen made an audible gulp.

"I don't have a choice on the matter do I?" Bred asked with a smirk. He desperately tried to hide the fact that he was terrified of the woman, yet behind the terror was complete fascination.

"That was on another level! How'd you do that!" Bred wondered aloud. A hint of fear behind his wonder

[member="Kitara Delarosa"]

 

[Kitara Delarosa]

Kitara leaned over the table and made sure the boy stared right into the furnace of her eyes, and said nothing for a short while, and with her index finger she lifted his chin, her finger nails felt as though they were sharpened to a point.”You should be afraid, my young apprentice, first you must learn, peace is a lie, there is only passion, through passion I gain strength, through strength I gain power. And I have the power to kill you.”Kitara leaned back to where she was sitting and after a short pause.”You can walk out the door if you wish but but leave and you will not learn this.”

One of the mercenaries took notice of the boy and was making his way to their location, Kitara had already seen the man enter and had already planed what she would do to prove another point to the young lad. She waited for him to come closer, reaching out with force pulling him to their table ,Kitara began choking him with the force .Keeping him suspended in the air. ”Choose how he will die by your hand or mine?”

[member="Bred"]

 

[Bred]

Damn she saw right through him. Bred held her gaze, her eyes definitely creeped him out. He felt her nail dig into his chin lifting it as she spoke. She explained what he had to learn. The Sith Code, a part of it at least. He had heard it before from his parents and seen it in old texts, but never really grasped it. Bred jumped at the last part.

Yet she leaned back and explained that he could leave. Yet he wouldn't learn. Bred looked down to his drink. "No, I asked you to come for a reason. I won't leave just because I'm...scared." Bred said.

Out of the corner of his eye one of the mercenaries started stalking towards them. Suddenly he was lifted through the air and brought near the table. He began to choke.

Was this the type of power a Sith could have?

Bred looked at the man as Kitara spoke. Giving him a choice. Bred figured it could be some sort of test so he looked around the fairly empty Cantina, it seemed as if the other patrons left. Bred turned to the woman.

Holding his hand up and allowing the air particles to heat up creating a small fire in his hand. Bred pointed his hand at the mercenary and allowed the flame to travel off his hand and onto the man. It slowly traveled across the man's body. His screams filling the room.

"I gotta showcase my skills as well." Bred said with a smile. The remaining flame in his hand flickered out and he turned to the woman.

"The only problem is the smell." Bred mused as he slid his drink over to her.
[member="Kitara Delarosa"]

 

[Kitara Delarosa]

Kitara did not show it, but she was impressed; Bred was right about one thing though that smell was horrendous. The stench filled the room in a matter of minutes and was becoming unbearable. Kitara knew one thing she had to get out of there, not just because of the smell she did not want the smell of human remains all over her. The room emptied very quickly, and that was one thing that gave her concern. She spoke to her apprentice as she rose from her seat, she did something she doesn’t normally do, but figured it was fitting concerning Bred. She came to the end of the table leaned forward on the palm of her hands. She was not like most women, she was muscular and she showed off to her apprentice. ”How Scared are you”Playing on his fears so he may confront them and turn it into his passion.”Fear is my passion, how do you think I turned your fear against yourself.”

Turning around, she walked away from him, towards the exit, for no apparent reason rage began to seep inside her soul and she needed to release it. But first she wanted to stop at a weapons merchant, she had an idea for a weapon she wanted to use. One which she hadn’t used in some time.”I would like to find these other mercenaries, but first I need a different weapon, Do you know have any shops around here, I’m getting angry”She smiled mischievously.
[member="Bred"]

 

[Bred]

Soon, the scent of charred remains filled Bred's nose. The young man was pleased with himself for a few seconds until Kitara stood up and leaned against the end of the table. Bred noticed how much physical difference there was between the two. She was muscular, compared to him, she could be thought of as a tank. Bred definitely got an overwhelming feeling from her. She posed him two questions, How scared was he, and how he thought she turned her fear against him.

Bred thought for a second. "Uh..uh... very..." The teen said stumbling over his words. As for the second question, he didn't really know the answer, and he figured he'd stumble over his words too much.

He shook his head and stood up following her out as she asked about a weapons shop. To deal with the other mercenaries. Bred thought for a second. He saw a shop earlier in the day.

"Uh yes. Just past the market." Bred said as he adjusted the scarf on his head.

"What's wrong with using your tricks?" Bred asked referring to the Force.

[member="Kitara Delarosa"]

 

[Kitara Delarosa]

The Chaotic blonde, relished over his fear, enjoying the fact that he stumbled over his words as she leaned over the table making him aware that it just wasn’t the dark side of the force that made her strong in the force, but she may very well look like a tank. Kitara smirked know that her size scared him as much as the force did.

I have many ways to instill fear in my enemies,You will learn there are many forms of fear.And then you can corrupt their minds and break their will.”

She turned to face her young apprentice “where Is this weapons dealer"
The weapon she wanted would more than likely terrify him
[member="Bred"]

 

[Bred]

Break wills? Use fear? Bred had honestly never thought of that route. He had always just focused on burning people. He didn't really focus on anything other aspect of defeating someone. He figured burning things was quicker.

He sighed , even with the scarf on his head, he could feel the twin suns heat. As he did, the woman asked where the weapons shop was. He glanced down at her. He was so caught up in fear that he forgot that she was way shorter than him. He let a small smile appear on his face. She could still end him in a second if she wanted to.

As they strolled through the market, they would come across a shop.

"Here it is..." Bred said as he entered. They were greeted with shelves of weapons. A man stood behind a counter, around the shop people browsed different gear.

Bred glanced around, suprised at the various items in the store.

"Welcome to Womprat's Weapons. The one stop shop for all your killing needs." Bred joked as he took the scarf off his head and wrapped it around his neck.

[member="Kitara Delarosa"]

 

[Kitara Delarosa]

Kitara was only here for one purpose and one purpose only, a crooked smile creased her lips when she walked buy the only other two customers in the shop. The chaotic blonde was hoping the shop was going to be empty for what she had planed for not paying for the weaponry she so desperately wanted. The two were looking at a two handed vibro-sword, which kitara could gather from the looks of them, neither had any experience with such a weapon.

Kitara could be mean and viscous at any moment and she wanted these two out of the store, or dead which ever came first. The one had the sword held in his two hands, while the other was commenting on the look of it. The two were just commoners, she could sense that their minds susceptible to almost anything. Kitara looked the one in the eye, and almost instantly he began to tremble. Kitara so desperately wanted to kill the man, but she did not want jeopardize her task. She planted thoughts in his head of her crushing every bone in his body and strangling his friend. Moments later he convinced his friend to leave with him ’Lets go before…something ungodly happens and we are both dead. She is way to crazy to be here right now ’The man shook his friend ’Come on lets go’ He ran out and kitara just had to look at the other with her hands on her hips.A menacingly stare made the man nearly wet himself and ran out the door.

As soon as they exited the door locked behind them, Kitara smirking looking at her apprentice”One more thing I will show you how to do.” Now kitara could look for her weapon, while the shopkeeper looked dumbfounded wonder why the other customers left until he saw her fully scoping every weapon rack looking for her weapon”Can I help….you…find anything”As he stumbled over his words, the same as her apprentice does around her. Then She found exactly what she was looking for, she was quite surprised to find it here above all places”No I believe I have found what I’ve come for.” The weapon was coiled wrapped in a circle hanging near the roof, obviously to keep out of reach so no one could just take it down for a look. She stared at the shop keeper as the weapon uncoiled and found its way to her. “Ah just what I was looking for” The weapon uncoiled within her dominant hand, the vibro whip hummed as she snapped it in free air. Slowly she walked up to the merchant the whip laced with vibro edges, dragged by her side approaching the counter.I….can sell it to you.” Knowing it wasn’t for sale, and he was not about to challenge her either.
“You are not as stupid as you look, You are mistaken you will be giving it to me”Kitara did not give him a chance to answer, The whip uncoiled, wrapping around his neck, she slammed him down on the counter, facing up so he could look at her. With the whip tied tightly around his neck making it difficult for him to speak”I would take something if I were you”Talking to her apprentice. Replacing the whip with her right hand, she dragged him over the counter slamming him on the floor. With fire in her eyes, and without remorse she looked up at her apprentice,and with the use of the force Kitara crushed his esophagus.
“Well that was fun, pick your weapon if you choose to, we have mercenaries to hunt,burn the body I will meet you outside.” Coiling her whip the door unlocked as she exited the building.

[member="Bred"]