I'm Gonna Be (Carliah Dakrone)

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

Balaya pulled with the force, her greatsaber in her hands and activating it with a snap hiss. The apprentice was not the one Carliah was fighting and now the master stood presenting her red blade as the snap hiss echoed in the area. "Not her." Balaya moved forward letting the full suit of her armor and height come into play. She slashed to bat away the miraluka and keep her on her toes in this fight while lightning crackled along the length of her blade.

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Carliah growled and threw up her blade to block the strike. She danced backward lightly, keeping her weight on the balls of her feet. She edged to the left of the Sith lord before suddenly lunging to the right. She rolled across the floor and came up to the right of the Sith, darting forward and thrusting the tip of her training saber into a pressure point in the larger woman's side. She jumped back, aiming to remove herself from striking distance as she quickly determined where to strike from next. [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

Balaya didn't move, she didn't need to weave and dodge when attacks to her were usually aimed at her legs. The greatsaber swinging around as it activated a second blade slicing into the floor. She brought her blade around to block and push at her apprentice before sending an arc of lightning at Carliah. There was more then enough time to indulge the enjoyment of it all and Balaya moved now shifting in her place while she sent a slash to strike of apprentice.

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Carliah managed to dodge the sword strokes but the lightning clipped her in the shoulder. She froze for several seconds, writhing in pain before finally regaining control of her body. She ran towards Balaya and dropped at the last second, sliding under the Sith's legs and springing back up to her feet. She tried to think of what to do next. Obviously pressure points weren't an option right now, what else could she do? She growled as she tried to think while continuing to dodge the Sith's attacks. She was getting progressively angrier as she tried to come up with away to defeat the woman standing before her. [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

Balaya lumbered around, her massive size a weakness in fast combat but she was able to stay fresh. Enemies came to her in combat and had to fight on her terms normally while a hand came out sending another large arc of lightning while she spoke. "Come now apprentice, what kind of sith are you going to me. One who uses a saber? One who uses the force? One who manipulates and twists the minds of others? What kind?" Her hand slashed with the saber while she twirled it. "Come now my sweet Carliah."

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

"Don't taunt me!" Carliah growled as she lunged again, swiping her saber across the back of the Sith's knee, a spot where armor is typically weak due the joint needing to bend. "I'll be someone who knows how to manipulate the body and exploit weakness!" Carliah replied as she returned to circling around the taller woman, searching for any other points on her armor which were likely to be weakened. She dodged the arc of lightning this time, rolling across the floor and regaining her footing several feet to the giant's left. She scanned her opponent, trying to find ways to use anything, her height, the environment, or even her own powers, against her. She would not lose this battle. [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

Balaya continued to move around as she slash with an arc of her blade using that reach to make her dodge. Her apprentice was doing well and learning that was good. Slowly her hand found her blade though and was moving with her strength as she spoke. "Oh I will taunt you all I like. FOr now you are weak you are holding yourself back and in check. Get angry and unleash it show me your inner sith." Her laugh came while she spoke to Elara. "Go and get my box, when this is over she will need to remember who she is." The small apprentice moved off to gather her masters box of reagents and poisons but also ink for sith tattoo's like she had gotten.

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Carliah calm and calculating exterior was beginning to break. She growled and lunged out of reach of the Sith's blade, diving beneath her legs again and slashing several times at her Master's knee, finally managing to slice through the flexsteel. She smirked as she moved to slash across the now exposed flesh. Her psychotic smirk had returned and she drew her saber across her Master's exposed hamstrings. She darted away swiftly after she was satisfied with the damage she had done. She could feel her control slipping and a sudden surge of strength and speed went through her. She had no idea where the sudden rush of power was coming from but she laughed maniacally as she moved again, aiming another blow at the weak point in the elbow joint of her Master's armor. [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

Balaya grunted, the training saber slashing against her skin was a sensation she wasn't expecting as she moved forward. Rage built upon rage and her muscles bulked under the armor almost making her larger. As she stomped the ground and brought her hand around sending a blast of force energy. "Now you are getting it, use your advantage, press it and never give them a chance to recover. Cause you are not going to like me when I am angry now apprentice."

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Carliah continued to laugh as she regained her footing after being hit by the blast and dashed around her opponent. The increased speed and strength only seeming to build. She leaped forward again, slashing through the flexsteel covering the Zeltron's elbow on the same arm she wielded her saber with. Her insane smirk only grew as she hit the ground and darted around to the Sith's other side, hacking at the flexsteel covering her uninjured knee. Her growing rage was being fueled by more than just the battle and as her rage grew so did her speed and strength. She managed to send off a small blast of force energy as she jumped backwards. She made sure to keep moving, diving under her foes much larger form and running around her, trying to keep her off balance and on her toes while the much smaller, more agile form of Carliah would dart in and strike at her weaknesses. [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

Balaya was glad of a few things... the first being her elbows were protected, the gauntlets and arm sections interlocking same as at the knees while she moved clenching her saber in her fists while she swung around and deactivated one side to slash it around in a circle. She stopped and pressed her aura in the force as she spoke watching her with the force and having the cybernetic eyes track her. "Stop, very good Carliah my dear. You are a natural even after all that torture. It has only served to make you stronger it seems." She moved looking at Elara who stood holding the box of reagents and poisons. "Come, take off your shirt and lay down with your back up. You have earned this my sweet."

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Carliah nodded, dropping her saber to the ground. Her energy was suddenly drained and she walked forward to where her Master wanted her. She tosses the fragmented remains of what was once a shirt to the side before laying down. Her back was a maze of scars, some old and some new, and she was painfully skinny. She felt like she should care more about her horrible physical state, but she didn't. She just kept that same mad little smirk on her face as she waited to see what her Master would do. [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

Balaya ran a hand along her back feeling the texture of it with the scars while she opened the box and took out a needle speaking and taking a salve of the ink out. "Now where to put it my apprentice? Where to mark you as my apprentice and give you your first initiation into the sith." She slowly went to the small of her back as the needle rested there and she tapped. "I think the small of your back my apprentice, you'll be fully initiated into the sith soon enough." Balaya slowly started filling in the tattoo as the sith insignia.

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Carliah barely even noticed the feeling of the needle piercing her skin. After you've been tortured, nothing really hurts anymore. Pain was meaningless to her now. She stayed still as her Master filled in the mark on her back. She briefly wondered if maybe she could have chosen a different location, but mentally shrugged the thought away. It wasn't like it mattered that much. She waited patiently for Balaya to finish before getting up. [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

Balaya looked at her work and then at her apprentice as she stood there and held her arm out. "Come here sweetie, you have done so well that now.. now you have even more rewards. You get to have a bed, a real bed with pillows and sheets. Though here on the ship the only bed like that is mine so go and rest. Enjoy yourself a shower, enjoy these new comforts you have earned taking your first steps then when we arrive at Widek you shall be ready my dear."

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

"Do those comforts involve new clothing by any chance? The only thing I have is the rags from my time as a prisoner." Carliah asked as she got up. She rolled her shoulders back and cracked her neck. She was feeling a little stiff from their fight. "Thank you for the opportunity to shower and rest as well." She added as an after thought. She stood before her Master waiting patiently for a response. [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

"Yes you are to be a queen something to be looked upon and loved or feared by those under you. ONly the finest silks will be yours. You are my apprentice, you shall have the finest armor within the One Sith and everything else. They are yours to command men, women, aliencs... Whatever you want including if we work at it your husband. He could if he dropped down and swore his fealty ti the dark lord become your consort and enjoy the pleasures of the darkside. Now go and I shall be in there shortly while we travel."

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Carliah nodded and left the room for a brief shower. She dug around the ship until she found some suitable clothing to wear. She ended up returning in a simple black vest with black pants and some knee high black boots. She re-entered the main room of the ship, found a chair, and sat down. She had no idea what to do now. She was tired and could certainly go for a nap, but she didn't really feel like sleeping. She stared blankly at where she assumed the wall would be instead. [member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Carliah Dakrone"]

Balaya let her go off and followed her own suit, stripping out of the armor and taking spare time to rest and sleep while they traveled. With Carliah sitting in a chair she had the massive bed to herself and that was fine while laying there. Then as the time ticked away the alert came they had arrived and Elara came to wake her up. Slowly as the small girl stood there and patted her master. Balaya shot her eyes opened as she dressed and wore black robes over armorweave bodysuit. Walking out and speaking. "Come Carliah, come and look upon your subjects." There wasn't many there, she had been working hard to focus and they had been handling the rioters who disliked them. The one ship in the distance where the dissenters were located. "Not much only around five million to serve your whim but that should be quite the start."

 

[Carliah Dakrone]

Carliah nodded and followed her Master off of the ship. She looked around, studying the planet that she was to rule. "Will they obey me? Or will I have to confiscate some heads to make them listen?" She asked, her mad smirk returning to her features, twisting them into a distorted, evil version of grace as she continued to walk. The crowds parted instantly once they spotted the two Sith walking among them. Everyone around them kept their gaze to the ground except one, a young man glared at them in defiance as they passed. Carliah walked towards him calmly, in one swift motion she kicked his legs out from under him and drew a vibrodagger she had found on the ship from her belt. She slashed the large knife across his throat and watched with a smile as the man crumpled to the ground, blood gushing from the slit in his throat. [member="Darth Praelior"]