Find your way back home...

[Avicus DuSang]

@[member="Kiara Alanna Decoix"]

Coruscant

Fresh off of his release from the Protectorate, the Sith Master found himself back home. Deep within La Femme Blanche, a tavern that catered almost exclusively to the upper class and nobility. There, he sat at the bar, enjoying a glass of wine. Yellow eyes closed as he smirked, lighting a cigarette.

His views clashed with the members of the Protectorate. His views clashed with the members of the Empire. He was a man without a nation. His loyalties now fell solely with his allies and with the House of Lords on Coruscant. Exhaling the smoke from his lips, he sipped his wine.

He wore a blue silk suit, his sabers in the pockets of his jacket. Finishing his glass, he set it down on the bar. The barkeep filled it, nodding to the nobleman. Avicus nodded back, an olive finger trailing along the lip of the glass.

 

[Kiara Alanna Decoix]

Deception was key to any assassination attempt, but what did she need it for when her prey made it easy for her. The Empire has had a price on his head for quite some time now but he apparently felt safe among the nobility of Coruscant. Normally, Kiara wouldn't even reveal herself in public out of not wanted to be documented but with the thoughts of Omni so fresh on people's mind technology while still needed was regarded with a sense of a hesitance. The one thing they did have in common was the fact that they were smokers, though while Avicus preferred cigerettes Kiara preferred a more heightened form of smoke.

She was dressed not as Alayna because Alayna's outfits were too form restricting, so instead she moved like she was merely a part of the security of the place. Her Rancor armor under her dress, but the dress she wore was cheap so she wouldn't mind discarding it once it was time for some fun. Inquisitive eyes feel upon her prey Avicus, as he puffed she found herself doing the same just because of the amount of focus she was putting into watching him for signs of noticing her. Unlike most who hid within the force she didn't simply make her presence disappear or smaller those tricks were to easy, she merely condensed it while spreading it so why one couldn't sense her she was so far in the background of the currents that they'd end up feeling everyone else in the room.

Since she now walked behind him he'd have no visuals of her but luckily for him, she was no longer a mere assassin so she wouldn't attempt to surprise him. In fact, she sat right next to him at the bar casually puffing on her blunt. She had ordered a Corellian Ale but wouldn't even have time to wait for it be prepared as she crossed her legs before speaking. "You know? The Empire has had it's eyes on you for quite some time. No, don't move I'd rather not cause a scene here though we can if I must but this is how things are going down. You are going to stand up and walk outside with me, then we will decide what happens to you." As if it was normal was people to have lightsabers, she flashed her twin hilts for a moment to show that she was not playing. He'd probably think her to be a weakling considering he wouldn't be able to feel her over the currents of the force.

"Now do what mama says now, you wouldn't want to make me even more angry." She said smiling in a way that greatly contrasted to what she had in store for him.

 

[Avicus DuSang]

The sweet smell of the blunt filled his nostrils. Followed swiftly by the scent of the Sith Mistress. How he loved the smell of her. Darkness mixed with the blood on her hands. She spoke with a confidence that came from being a killer.

He scoffed at her words. "More angry? Frankly, I could give a damn about how mama was feeling." The gaze of the Empress had never left him. He was fully aware of that. But, most Sith left him alone. Some due to respect.

The others because of how he dealt with the first, and last, assassins they sent after him.

In truth, he walked in the open because he didn't fear death. He was a Sith, afterall. Death faced him around every corner. It was a well known truth that rarely was there a Sith Lord who died of old age. Violent lives ending violently.

"You catch me at a disadvantage. Clearly, you know who I am, and yet I cannot say the same." The bartender brought the lady her drink as Avicus took a drag of his cigarette. "And I'm not going anywhere before I finish my glass of wine."

The smoke rolled out of his lips. His suit wasn't cheap. In fact, the Dark God was infamous for living lavishly. That sense of luxury went far beyond his wardrobe. Yellow eyes then turned to face the woman.

"I'd suggest enjoying your drink before any unpleasantries. A good drink is like a good kill. You have to savor it. Take it in slowly, so you can record every detail from each of your individual senses.

"Would you be a dear and pass me that blunt?"

 

[Kiara Alanna Decoix]

Kiara smiled but now only for appearances, a part of her was rather on edge having been ready to get this duel out of way as she honestly had someone to meet. Someone who she could feel was safe right now or rather she couldn't feel any danger which told her so. She decided to laugh off his scoff instead of reacting how the dark side was pulling her to act, she was however above such weaker desires knowing that no matter how long this man delayed that his inevitable death was assured. Taking another drag from her blunt, she tapped it twice again the ashtray it was more for nerves that anything. With force running through her system as strong as it did it would take a lot more for her to get stoned.

"Ah, but you should care. If I'm in a good mood you might just get sent for trial, but if I'm angry you might not ever live to see another day hun." She said it so casually as if this was a perfectly natural conversation. In truth the darkness kept her prepared in all things which was her religion, it ascended her beyond fear and doubt and to merely know that she was great and even still destined for more.

Half of her honestly wanted to forget everyone in here, and simply attack this man now that he was aware of her in the visual sense of awareness. However, she decided that she would play his little game if not only but for a little while. As the drink came it would sit there and remain untouched, she didn't care for a drink really if she wanted to she could have been cruising in her luxury craft drinking with Alli but no she was here bringing this Empire defector to heel.

"That is the way of the assassin isn't it. But I'll have you no I'm no normal assassin. In fact, I think you will be joining me outside now that is if you want to live long enough to actually attempt to defend yourself." With this Kiara's voice dropped cold and the dark sided influenced her vocal chords showing the depths of her power through her voice.

"Oh I see you wish to study me, but know that your preceptions are more limited than you think. You think I actually look like this? You think I walk or actually speak like this? No, know that I am whoever and whenever and you are merely a passing second in my ethereal clock."

She paused for a second deciding to down her drink easily, before slamming it down easily shattering the glass and sending it telekinetically flying at nearly point black range at Avicus. She would then released herself from her seat flipping back gaining some space between the two. "I'm sorry but I don't share and your starting to be a bore. I had hoped that you'd be more fun than this." She said purposely added disappointment in her voice as she honestly cared how this man fare.

With twin snap hisses both of her lightsabers were called to life with a flourish. The people of the bar quickly reacting attempting to rush out of every door, not knowing that is Kiara had wanted them dead they would have been dead.

 

[Avicus DuSang]

He let out a light bout of laughter as she claimed to not be an ordinary assassin. That line was spoken by almost every assassin he had ever witnessed. His eyes closed in his amusement of the cliché.

The woman slammed her drink, disrespecting the fifteen hundred glass of ale. Picking up his glass of wine, he sipped it slowly. Her glass was brought down, the glass shot at him. A strong wave of the force came up from beside him, sending the shards of glass into the throat of the bartender.

As the man collapsed, grasping his bleeding neck, the wine glass was finished and sat back down on the bar. "I'm sorry, my friend." the Dark God whispered, standing up. The combination of the barkeep being murdered and the assassin sparking up her lightsabers stirred panic in the tenants of La Femme Blanche as they started to claw their way out of the exits.

Taking off his jacket, black tendrils of the force pulled his green hilts to olive palms. With a snap and a hiss, the white lava blades sprang to life. One hand going up over his head, the other pointed forward, both blades trained on the assassin.

"Study you? No. I simply wanted your name. You see, the last assassins who came after my head sought the glory as well. Unfortunately, for them atleast, I had to tell the Empress she had to consider giving them a funeral service opposed to a position on the Dark Council."

Her lack of patience spoke volumes about the woman. Her confidence spoke volumes as well. Cracking his neck, he smirked. The thrill of battle was like electricity in the air.

War always followed a Sith.

 

[Kiara Alanna Decoix]

"Your are funny one. You know that?" She said laughing once more as she easily allowed her dress to full off completely revealing her armor. With the force she pulled the woven hood over her face and ran through the HUD display set up. She smiled for a second watching his stance, to her remnant of Jar' Kai but so sloppy in her opinion. She moved for the rather elegant Makashi however altering her footing to give her the base of Djem So.

"It's going to be a shame, I actually wanted to take you the Empress whole. Oh well I guess." As she began to walk forward toward Avicus, her lightsabers scorched the ground as she dragged them behind her. Though, she may not have held the patience to wait to fight him, she had all the patience in the world to slowly make him suffer. As soon as they were within striking range, she slashed with her left saber diagonally from which she would side step him in the opposite direction, spinning her right handed saber out to the left before stabbing down toward's intestines from the side.

The whole time she smiled as she would have taken the first two steps past him, a hidden saber springing from her robes and would attempt to stab him on the left side from his hips through his legs. She performed this feats in rapid succession as their was a reason she's never failed a mission and she wouldn't start today either. "I hope you can keep up and don't make this too routine for me" This time when she spoke a hint of malice was there but in truth was no where near angry merely in a rush.

"Please, you can keep your taunts. The Empress sends me whenever she wants things done. So feel lucky that finally your worthy of being killed by me. My little Vexx's can't wait to eat you." She said this referring to her lightsabers and before she knew it she found herself contemplating his man and his form, she actually wondered how much of a effort she'd need to use. Something told her not too much effort was needed, in fact she probably wouldn't need to go into her higher tier powers for this one.

She has never met or heard of this man so she figured he couldn't have been that great. Maybe once so long ago or something like that but he wasn't a master on her level. And of that she had to assured herself but still she wanted him to put up some type of fight.

 

[Avicus DuSang]

Yellow eyes focused on her as she charged forward. The wooden floors gave little resistance as she ran her plasma blades through them. As she swung the first blade towards him, instinct took hold.

The olive hand above his head came down. The defensive blade began at a high angle to have an easy range of movement to parry attacks. With a slight contortion of his body, his offensive blade came over to parry the attack aimed at his torso.

The force whispered to him of danger. Pushing off of her sabers, he ran backwards up the bar, the force pooling at his feet. As the saber ignited out of her cloak, he leaped over her, landing several feet behind her.

Turning back to face her, his form stance returned. "Taunts? I was merely informing you. I'm sure it is an honor to meet one's twilight at the hands of the Empress' favorite pawn. Such a beautiful pawn at that." he said with a wink and wicked grin.

His behavior was that of a feline playing with prey. He truly enjoyed the thrill of battle. The smell of sweat, blood, and death. This was fun to him. "If the Empress desires me whole, all she had to do was ask."

Tonight, his boredom would be cured.

 

[Kiara Alanna Decoix]

"Well allow me to inform you on how absolute my power is." As she said that the entire bar behind him was crushed with tremendous force, the whole purpose of it was that he would now be in the air. In the air he had no where to go but down before he would be able to change his direction, and as Kiara laughed her body shuddered as a devastating blast of kinetic energy rocketed toward Avicus. The blast picked up everything in its pathway to Avicus who just had a bar disappear from under his feet, with her twin Vexxes she ran behind the blast known it obscured her slight frame from vision. If he attempted to redirect or push back her force he'd only be met with more as she extended both hands to further bolster the strength of her blast as they both traveled ever closer to Avicus.

Her sabers were horizontally beside her floating by her own will, and would strike behind the blast like pincers of a beetle but way worse. "You fool you think you have power? Or strength? Know that every shred of power you ever felt was a gift from me the will of the dark side runs through my blood." In her eyes that much was true, she was the balance of the dark side as she walked the path of power without succumbing to said power. However, it was now time for one of her tricks after her lightsabers struck home or were somehow deflected she would slam into the wall her magic causing her sith spell of dark side tendrils.

They would spring from out of the wall, and attempt to wrap Avicus in their cold embrace. Knowing what a position she was putting herself in however, she made sure her mind knew where to find her Eaters. Now it was merely time to watch it all unfold, though with the force the few moments it took to execute this slowed down tremendously as far as her perceptions she usually felt like she had all the time in the world except for when face with a equal foe. Her hair still curly yet now messy having been came out of it's ponytail and a few strands dangled from outside of her hood. This was just tipping the iceberg however, how much longer before this man would recognize that he was out classed and run.

Hmmm. . .interesting indeed. . .

 

[Avicus DuSang]

The bar disintegrating underneath his feet, he compensated with force. He hummed to himself. Volleys of kinetic energy pushing her energies off target, as he changed direction. White lava blades came down with swift precision, deflecting the Vexxes.

It was a beautiful symphony of explosions of ceiling, lights, and wood. He hummed along to the beautiful symphony, landing gracefully to himself. Snapping the two hilts together, his free hand began to sway back and forth as if he were conducting.

"Absolute?" he scoffed, the conducting coming to a halt. As her magic worked through the walls, his doublesaber going behind his back. "Absolutely finite." he mused, dropping down. His own magic rippled through his palm as he brought it crashing down upon the floor.

Instantly, from the point of impact, the floor disintegrated. Replaced with cloudy darkness, filled with lightning. The Dark Side radiated from the pit. There he stood over the gaping maw of Chaos. As the dark tendrils moved towards him, his hand began conducting again.

From beneath him, a chorus of moans came forth from the oblivion that awaited all Sith. Spirits began to creep forward, catching the tendrils to drag them back to hell.

Slowly, he stood, the doubleblade still behind his back. He went back to humming, his hand still moving back and forth. He was a student of the Empress' grandmother, Sky Kerberos. The woman who taught him divinity.

With a snap of his finger, a large explosion of the Force erupted behind the assassin. The wall erupted due to the energy and pressure applied, sending shrapenel everywhere. The Dark God began to sink into the depths of hell, motioning for her to follow.

Continuing to play with his prey.

 

[Kiara Alanna Decoix]

Kiara couldn't help but laugh as the wall exploded behind she moved albeit without any true sense of urgency as the sharpnel simply bounced off of her armor. She loved the way he used his energy, attempting to show her how powerful he was. But no matter how strong he was, he didn't know how to truly use his power like he should as with her armor mere sharpnel wouldn't be able to pierce the weaves in her armor. An eyebrow was raised when the spirits were raised for her tendrils, and she could help but wonder what did this man truly know as his spirits attempted to grab a pure manifestation of darkness they would have found themselves devoured by the tendrils.

She drew in the power that came with it while never dissipating her dark sided tendrils, they simply followed Avicus below the surface. And as he beckoned for Kiara to follow him, her now thickened and ethereal tendrils would attempt to wrap themselves around his knees and across the torso. All the while Kiara did not move further, she didn't attempt to understand where Avicus was attempting to take her but she fought on nobodies terms. She remembered her teachings from Lord Phage and wove an intense mental spell of insanity, it would attempt to wash itself over Avicus mind. In his head he would began to see the battle going the way he wanted it too.

Amplifying the strength behind her illusion, it was merely an 'interactive' illusion/mental domination as any attacks he threw now if the illusion worked he would think that they simply phased through her. Meanwhile, Kiara leaped up to the rafters while allowing her phantom to do the work, the spell itself wouldn't drain her noticeably but she noticed that she finally had Avicus using copious amounts of force energy. What with his summoning spirits and opening gateways to hell, which amused Kiara because even a sorceress of her level couldn't do such feats well besides probably the summoning of spirits but also controlling them must have costs energy and then Kiara devouring them would have been costly to him but a boost for her.

She called her Vexxs back to their holsters as she watched curiously from above. Sitting on the rafters, she looked below wondering how long would this man put up his futile fight.