Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Darkness and Isolation

Catherine Had had herself set down on a ship graveyard world a place where a battle had occurred and ships caught in the gravity well fell to the planet below. The place was marked by the force due to the events of this place. The hull of the ship was burned in with dark energies from pain suffering and the horror of war. She came here however hoping to gain access to a sith terminal for tactical analysis. Sadly it had turned out for nothing but she was not alone in this place where the aftermath of war stood still like a monument to what it caused. As she walked back toward the exit she felt as if this place watched her. The Jedi a small beacon of light in a dark place.

[member="The Onyx"]
 
Onyx was sent here for nothing more but to feel and feed on the lost souls. Through the winds he could hear the screams and pain of those who died. He consumed their pain and added to his own power as a Sith Lord. He enjoyed it, enjoyed feeling the suffering of others.

Walking through the torn and worn ships, he felt a sudden presence. Not Sith. He smirked beneath is mask. "Fun," he whispered into the wind. He carefully start moving towards it. He got closer, discovering that this presence wasn't only a light sider, but a young and not fully grown one. Onyx's favorite type of kill. But every now and then, he enjoyed playing with his food. He would toy with whoever this way.

Walking up a ramp and onto the top of a ship, he saw her. She was shifting through an old terminal that belonged to a Sith ship. He shook his head with a silent chuckle. "Well well well," he yelled out to her, his voice being carried by the wind.

[member="Catherine Soja"]
 

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