Gifts After Death

[Sin1]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

Razer was looking around the throne room of the Shadow Keep, he hadn't been here for ages, and when he had heard of his brother's death, he had not came here first. No instead he had done other things, like talk to the person who had killed his brother, and then killed their father. Razer was taking little baby steps up to power. Unlike his brother, who had rushed head first in it. Didn't change the fact that now, he was being watched by the dead Vahla, and that he was being trained by a voice. Razer sighed. "What the hell am I doing here?"

 

[Neyana]

[member="Razer Sin"]

Sarah wandered around the halls clearly and utterly disappointed that her father is dead. "Why did he do that... We could've just been a lovely happy, adopted... family... just great.." She spoke while passing the throne room. Clearly she has been away from home, having mindless and strange adventures with her Master, but she thought it was a grand time to return home. ...Or, well, what was her home atleast. Eventually she went in the throne room, and saw some one there. She decided to just play it safe and not say anything.

 

[Sin1]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

Razer had never met Sarah, he didn't know Romeo had adopted yet another child to have a home, and a family. His brother was known for that. This didn't stop him from sensing another presence in the room. "Who goes there?" He said starring into the throne where Romeo once sat at. Now Aedan had it, Razer didn't about that, it was more so, would others look at him to take his brother's place in the galaxy? Would they expect him to rise up, and fight the Sith like Romeo? "You don't have to fear me.." His voice sounded way too much like Romeo's and he was pretty much Romeo.

 

[Neyana]

[member="Razer Sin"]

"A Princess, or, well, sortof." She gave him in responce. Afterwards she would sigh and walks abit closer to the throne, right up next to Razer. She never really did anything with Romeo, even though he did adopt her, but it pains her to lose another parent in her life. She has lost three of them now, and it was starting to get annoying. All this bent up anger and hate was forming. Why did he die? WHy couldn't he just stay still?

 

[Sin1]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

Razer placed his hand on her shoulder, and looked down at her. "Ah...Sarah..." he said as he looked back up at the throne. Razer was told all about Romeo's children, he never shut up about them. "That would make me your uncle I guess...probably god-father too." his red eyes seemed to glaze over. "Which reminds me..he left something for you..a gift...". He removed his hand after that, and bowed before the throne. "You were a fool brother, but you always had a plan. I will confide in you still.". He stoof up straight and turned to look at Sarah. "You are a princess...before Romeo gained a throne he was of nobility...regardless of that..you will always be his princess..I guess..". He looked away, feeling these words were a little to squashy compared to how he would normally speak. "Shall we get your gift?"

 

[Neyana]

[member="Razer Sin"]

"Funny, he told me I had more family members, but didn't say their names and such." She sighs and shook her head, then would stare at the throne. "Honestly, I don't feel belonge anymore. Now I suffered not two, but three parents deaths in my life. God damnit Romeo..." The girl would go to softly shake her head. "What type of gift is it?"

 

[Sin1]

[member="Nicole Sarah Feanor"]

Razer watched her as she talked, wondering what he should do for the girl. He placed his hand on his face, and gently rubbed it. "Indeed...the family has become smaller though.." Razer looked to the side. Then she asked about her gift, and he shook his head. "It's his lightsaber." He said looking down as he dug his hands into his pockets again. Razer smiled. "Shadow Luster..".

 

[Neyana]

[member="Razer Sin"]

"Honestly I don't know what to do anymore." She calmly stated, but perked up when Razer stated something about Romeo's saber. "What? ...He gave me his saber? Why me? Why didn't he give it to someone else?" The child stood there, lost and confused once again.