Dark Secrets

[Vorro Rayden]

Valek walked through the dusty, scorching ground of Tatooine. His hands were now a crisp golden tan that contrasted with his pale cool face that hid in the darkness of his hood. His golden eyes darted left and right for a moment looking for a sign of any incoming intruders, but there were none.

He gave a slight nod to a squad of imperial troops that passed by his left, but that was all. He wasn't an official member of the sith yet, but he fonded over their teachings. Vorro smiled beneath his hood, hoping that this would be his first step on his way to becoming a dark lord of the mighty Sith Empire.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Tatooine, an unsightly pimple on the hindquarter of the universe. Daxton loathed coming here if he could avoid it, but sometimes even the Sith Knight needed to access the criminal networked based on the planet. Such as he did now. Smiling to himself as he sipped his drink in the relative cool shade of the cantina, the Mandolorians looking for Mia would probably be coming for her soon, so he prepared a little welcoming committee for them. Besides with all the freelancers and soldiers of fortune looking for work it was an easy matter to arrange for transport for several mercenaries for his plan.

Deliciously devious, Daxton idly wondered what dark deeds this day would have in store for him.

 

[Vorro Rayden]

Vorro, tired of sitting about in the burning sun, made his way into the crowded cantina. Inside he could sense the presence of the force, a dark one. He made his way towards the bar and sat down at one of the seats. He slid his hood off and revealed his pale white face. His golden eyes looked up to the bartender and motioned for some Correllian Whiskey.

His golden eyes glanced over to his left and noticed the presence of the force. He gave a slight smile and then looked back towards the bar. He took a sip of his hard whiskey and began to think to himself. Maybe this was the reason he was supposed to be on this horrid planet. He sensed the Sith was strong with the force, something Vorro yearned for.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Daxton made no indication if he noticed the presence of another force user as he continued to drink his alcohol, a dark energy wrapped around this one at the bar. Delicious and tempting, Daxton wondered who this one belonged to and more importantly, what potential did he bring to the table. A lot of Sith have been seeking him out, a rising star in the hierarchy of the Sith. Many have heard of his elevation after the insane attempt to kill the Pillar of Strength. Not only was he not punished he was rewarded for his dark deeds. It was only a matter of time before he himself would be elevated to walk among the Dark Lords.

So now was the time to start surrounding himself with those talented in gifts of the Dark Side. Although he was picky when it came to students, they had to show a certain quality that separated them from the pack. He didn't want or need mindless beasts of war, no he wanted the cream of the crop. The very best of the best. His first student Kaine, showed much promise. Soon it will time to recruit another.

Pausing to refill his glass, he waited for the one at the bar to make his move. It was going to be a very interesting day indeed.

 

[Garza]

Morna had been told by Cabal Haru to go to a planet where they was a large abundance of dirt and sand. his first choice was Tattooine. He had been here before just to look for a job but didnt find any. He just landed on to the planet with his R-41 starchaser. He was sent here to learn about the Earth powers. and to expand them. Even though the suns' rays beat downon him he wore black. his normal jacket that wa slightly burnt. he doned his sword on his black like he usualy had it. tThe hilt just over his right shoulder. Thron was with him this time. the bird did a small squak when he left the docking bay. He didnt know where to go so he went to the nearest pub.

He had been in the bar for a few minutes, he saw a Zabrak off to the side and a few others that were drinking or playing some card games. A man walked in he could feel the Dark power radiating from him. He was a Sith alright. The Zabrak had a Grey like aura around him. He was Dark yet had some thing different. Not all Dark, and he wasnt afraid to show it. Morna hid his. He was always hiding. He didnt like to be out in the open. When you are in the open you get exposed very quickly. the man at the bar smiled and drank his wiskey. Morna had Thron on his left shoulder. everyonce a while the bird would squak just loud enough for Morna and some people around him to hear. Morna didnt like the look of the two sith. something was going to go down, and he wanted to find out what it was. He ordered another drink and waited for the action to begin.

 

[Vorro Rayden]

Vorro grinned towards the bartender and slid out of his seat. He sat down at a table right next to the Zabrak, on purpose of course. The young lady that had occupied the table before his arrival shot Vorro a slight grin. She was a pretty girl, slender with brown curly hair that clung to her back. Her cheeks were a rosy pink color which set off her vibrant blue eyes.

"Can I help you," she asked innocently.

Vorro gave a slight shake of the head, "No...no my dear, I was wondering if I could sit with such a...darling women, such as you?"

The woman gave a slight giggle and blushed, "Go ahead...," she paused hesitantly before speaking up, "So you are a...a Sith?"

Vorro shot the woman a slight grin and spoke up loudly for the Zabrak to hear, "Yes... It is a long story... I would rather save the details for sometime later." He paused for a moment and gave her a slight wink, "How about I have you for dinner sometime, that would be most pleasure indeed."

She gave a slight nod of consideration, "That would sound lovely...," she replied cheerfully not knowing of his hidden innuendo.

Vorro sat back and smiled waiting for what the Sith would do or say towards his motives.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Prey and predator, a dance as old as the Galaxy itself. Daxton smiled in silent amusement at the antics before him. This one was young, probably took the kill fast and furious. A pleasant tactic, mind you, but the Sith Knight preferred to prolong the suffering and malaise of his prey, squeezing every last delicious drop like a rare vintage to be savored before the life was quenched.

Amusing but still not interesting enough. Daxton did not believe in chance encounters, having engineered his fair share of ambushes. The question was what did the Sith really want. Leaning back he was content to let the other man make the first move.

 

[Garza]

Morna saw all of this. It was intreging that the two supposable Sith were playing cat and mouse with eachother. It was amusing that both of them wanted to see that the other man would do. Morna had finoshed his drink. He walked up to the bar and ordered another. He wanted to be closer to see what was exactly was going down. but in the prosses he was exposing himself. He didnt like doint that. but to see what would happen he had to.

Morna downed his liquor in a second. he moved the drink foward and payed his fill. His back was now to the counter as he watched the two men play a battle of wits.

 

[Daxton Bane]

Anyone with a pulse could sense the rising tension in the air, it was so thick you cut it with dull rusty spoon. All it would take was one spark to trigger the conflagration brewing just under the surface. Daxton sat seemingly at ease without a care in the world, but he was concentrating, trying to spot the jaws of this trap before they closed in.