Lost in the Dark

[NightSister]

Listening intently to the Sith's teachings, Mara tried to make sense of the concept and then raised her eyebrows at the offer to attempt it. Traditionally tricks of this kind worked only on the weak-minded, and she'd never met a weak-minded Sith, but having been propositioned so directly and being who she was, Mara was now obligated to succeed. Not blinking, she searched through herself until she found the part of her that was truly intimidating, and amplified it with the Force with a wave of her hand, as if she was trying to Mind Trick him. If she had succeeded, the fear would have been implanted into his mind, perhaps not enough for her to see it but enough that they would both know, had he been less strong of mind, he would be fearful of her at that moment.

Just then, she felt a tug in the Force as a familiar presence approached. Mara turned to see Safiriel, her Mentor, cloaked in Darkness. It made sense that somebody so obviously Darksided would choose to habit this place, she supposed. She nodded her head in a respectful acknowledgement, unsure what else to add and so letting the Knight be the first to speak.

[member="Abyss"] [member="Safiriel Bane"]

 

[NightSister]

Listening intently to the Sith's teachings, Mara tried to make sense of the concept and then raised her eyebrows at the offer to attempt it. Traditionally tricks of this kind worked only on the weak-minded, and she'd never met a weak-minded Sith, but having been propositioned so directly and being who she was, Mara was now obligated to succeed. Not blinking, she searched through herself until she found the part of her that was truly intimidating, and amplified it with the Force with a wave of her hand, as if she was trying to Mind Trick him. If she had succeeded, the fear would have been implanted into his mind, perhaps not enough for her to see it but enough that they would both know, had he been less strong of mind, he would be fearful of her at that moment.

Just then, she felt a tug in the Force as a familiar presence approached. Mara turned to see Safiriel, her Mentor, cloaked in Darkness. It made sense that somebody so obviously Darksided would choose to habit this place, she supposed. She nodded her head in a respectful acknowledgement, unsure what else to add and so letting the Knight be the first to speak.

[member="Abyss"] [member="Safiriel Bane"]

 

[Darth Abyss]

Abyss slightly smiled when her presence of fear touched his mind. She lacked the devotion to the darkness that was needed to scare a follower of the sith teachings, but still her first attempt showed potential great potential. He nods in her direction to confirm that she had successfully performed the technique when he suddenly felt a presence in the force, darker than the one of the witch, but still not as fully devoted to the darkness as his own.

The red blade of his lightsaber appeared in his hand, the second Abyss turned around to look for whoever was approaching the two. His eyes followed the shadow coming closer, ready for another fight.

[member="Mara Sedaya"] [member="Safiriel Bane"]