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Oh look a Sith... wait what?

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra lay on the stone that sat in the middle of the river, tossing a stone up and down in her hand and staring at it as it left her and returned. Her mind though wandered, wondering what it is that brought her to come here today and why it felt like someone was to meet her here. Perhaps she was just not thinking straight but none the less it felt like it and she was so confused by this.

[member="Ballen-Ist"]
 
Having arrived on the planet hours earlier, Ballen-Ist would continue his way through the thick forest after leaving the transport. He had met with the man known as Daichi as well, who had directed him on a path that would eventually lead the teenager to the river nearby. It was certainly a strange situation, the boy would've never thought to be in a similar situation to Maleus. That was because he had no clue Maleus had been to this same place as well. The young Knight would appear from the tree line, gazing forward to set his sight upon the flowing river.

His black cloak would billow in the gently breeze, it rolling out as quickly as it had rolled in. Quietly approaching, the boy's arms would would calm at his side as he reached out with the force, beginning to concentrate on the stone that [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] had. Utilizing his telekinetic prowess, the Sith would make the stone hover above the female's palm, before shooting forward. "Greetings. It seems we meet again, who would've thought." The Knight would speak almost sarcastically, a slight smirk on his face. The youth could be seen, dressed in his normal One Sith uniform, though, a large purple jewel hung from his neck.

The stone that had skipped down the river would turn abruptly, impacting with the stone that Alexandra sat on. Ballen-Ist liked to train his force powers, given any opportunity he would do so. The rock would begin to float up, hovering once again in front of the lady. "What is this, Order of the Grey?"
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Depends on why you want to know, the last person that came here from a Sith order beat me till i was unconscious, kidnapped me, then got me nearly killed and tortured... i do hope you dont plan to do the same because if you do i do plan to fight back and i will kill you if i have to, now that that is understood. It is a place for knowledge no matter what the background could be studied without worry of someone persecuting you for following such a path, and trust me it is not an easy path."

[member="Ballen-Ist"]
 
Ballen-Ist would roll his eyes at the lady's speech, shaking his head in annoyance shortly after. "Don't be stupid. If I had planned on coming here to kill anyone, why would I blatantly make my presence known?" He questioned, not sure as to where this coot had gotten such an idea.

"I never asked for your life story, neither do I care what other Sith have done. I was sent here by Emperor Daichi, for I remained loyal. I am to serve this Order you speak of."

Pausing for a second, the boy would allow his telekinetic grasp to fade around the rock, it dropping into the water with a splash. "You enjoy intimidating people, don't you?" He spoke, continuing to walk, only stopping as he reached the shoreline.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Its fun, especially when i try it on my friends and they just laugh with me knowing the most i would ever to is punch them square in the face... maybe kick them in the gut too. Also how come you are talking about Daichi as if he was an Emperor, is there something mister forehead kisser did not tell me about recent events that you were allowed to hear, or is he with the Sith still and under Krest's influence more than i thought he had been?" She seemed to be avoiding the questions about the order, though in truth her curiosity was pushing her so off the path of the conversation she forgot that the one before her wanted to know about it.
 
"Crest? What crest?" Ballen-Ist would question, simply confused at this point. He had not learned much about his late master, other than the fact that he was not who he seemed to be. Pausing for a brief moment, the young Knight would begin to ponder on her questions, not sure as to how much she actually knew about Daichi. It seemed he had kissed her forehead, perhaps he was romantically interested in this female. Did she not know he was the Emperor of the New Order, before it collapsed? Interesting.

"I assure you, that no one is under anyone's influence." The pureblood would state.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Interesting... you seem to be avoiding something but not whats important, anyways. How about you tell me your relationship to
Daichi then and why you seem to hold such a high regard for the man, he really hasn't told me much and i would love to hear what you think of him..." She began to press on [member="Ballen-Ist"] 's mind, knowing full well the Sith would feel this and Alexandra was merely looking for a reaction and what the reaction would bring, it was a slow game she played. A Game of finding out what she can about those before her and then picking at their minds from the outside and inside.
 
Inhaling deeply, Ballen-Ist's eyes would slowly begin to close as he focused on the force around him. The young Knight would begin to relax as he listened to her word's, feeling the mischievous intent she held within her. The probing of his mind would soon become apparent as she tried to take a peak inside. Though, what she would be met with would surprise her, for his thoughts seemed to race constantly. There were many things that dwelled within his brain, most that would probably be irrelevant to [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]. It would be hard to focus and pry deeper, though it was not completely impossible.

Either way, Ballen-Ist did not take kindly to it one bit, thus his immense concentration. He attempted to push her presence from his mind, though it would be difficult. The female would see images of many things, though those that stuck out the most would probably be of Maleus, Ferus, and Daichi. If she decided to focus on Daichi, she would see the man sitting at a throne, with several flags hung on the wall that were decorated with the New Order's insignia.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
She watched the images until she was forced out, her smile growing wide as she stared for a few seconds and deciphered what she had seen before steepling her fingers as she looked at @Ballen-Ist. "I see now... you know several of my former... friends too it seems... they are as good as dead though, Maleus, Ferus, and as for your Emperor the Sith Empires always fall." She crossed her hands and tapped them on top of each other as she sat down, thinking on the woman before nodding. "What is it you wanted to learn?"
 
The boys teeth would grit together quietly as [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] spoke, the female bringing up memories of his past. His hate for Maleus, and the betrayal and anger he felt for Ferus. The young Knight figured that Daichi would lead him on his new path, though it had brought him to the Order of the Grey. "I'll bring you Maleus' head, if you're into that stuff." The boy would remark, snickering quietly. Oh, how he wanted to kill the Zabrak. He had been given so many opportunities, though all of them had been denied by his old master.

Opening his eyes, Ballen-Ist would calm his mind, allowing the concentrate he had summoned to dissipate. He didn't care about the New Order at this point, the One Sith were in charge now. Craning his neck, the pureblood would look at the female, before speaking, "What were you doing on Coruscant?" He was truly interested, for he remembered their brief encounter long ago. "Also, I want to learn how you Greys think. Maybe?" The Knight would shrug, not sure as to whether or not his request was appealing. "If not, perhaps a cloaking technique would be useful."
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"I would ask you not kill Maleus, i still need to teach him a lesson for running out and leaving us without a second thought..." She was watching the anger coming off the Sith and for a few moments she circled Ballen-Ist and studied him even more closely than before, as if wanting to see every inch of the person that she could. "Why was i on Coruscant?"

She paused and nodded. "You deserve the truth then, but first. Eve, jam all communications in the surrounding area and set up my audio disrupted please." She waited a few seconds before a holographic nine year old version of Alexandra appeared beside her and bowed. "Done mother, i do hope that the Sith doesnt have anything that can break through my jamming protocols." Alexandra nodded to the hologram before turning back to Ballen. "I was there to kill Sith and their troops, up until the point where Balaya offered me a deal in which to join the Sith and fight for them which is where we stand now."
 
Ballen-Ist could only groan, his eyes rolling as the female spoke of Maleus. Her reasoning did not matter to him, if the Zabrak did not wish to follow Daichi, then he would surely die. The boy could picture it clearly, his lightning blade plunging through Maleus' chest. Though, that would have to wait, for more pressing matters were at hand. "Why were you on Coruscant." The teenager would repeat in confirmation, not sure as to why she had spoke his question again. Slightly craning his neck to both sides, the young pureblood would keep an eye on [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] as she began to circle him, looking him up and down intently.

The boy would simply furrow his brow as he watched her, not sure as to what she planned. "And there we are." He would mutter to himself, as she ordered the jamming of all communications. Lifting his arm, the Knight would look down at his wrist, watching as the flashing lights within his gauntlet started to flash frantically. "Thanks for that." He would say, before pressing a button in order to test out his systems. Of course they had gone offline, seeing as he did not have any heavy tech on him to override such precautions.

"So, let me get this straight. You don't follow the Sith ways, but you fight for them."
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

"I fight for whoever is most likely to be able to protect my family and friends... for now that is the Sith, before them it was the mandos, and before them the Republic. Perhaps one day it will be the Confederacy, who knows but fate and few times does fate reveal itself to those it controls in its thralls." She crossed her hands over her lap and waited for the next question to come from Ballen.
 
"Exactly how many factions want your head?" The boy would question, a large grin on his face. The young pureblood figured that her talk of fate was bull. He admired the way she worked, for it was similar to his own ways. Or so he thought. To him, it sounded like [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] was a massive traitor. Sure, Ballen-Ist was probably considered a traitor to the One Sith, but he thought that whole ordeal was stupid. Still standing by the river side, the young Knight would look around the area, casting brief glances to the sky, trees, and wildlife that was about.

"How long do you stay here at a time?" He would mutter, bending his legs at the knees in order to get closer to the water. The teenager would poke a finger in, looking at the fish that inhabited the current. He was bored. "So, the "grey side" of the force lets you do as you please?"
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Well, i dont exactly know who wants my head or not, but i dont really care that much, and as for how much time i spend on planet it is quite a bit. My family and friends are here, two things far more important than anything else in this world and i can't abandon them no matter what i do.... and while it does give you a level of freedom it weakens your abilities with the Darkside, infact my own affinity is more to the light than a true grey of recent times."

[member="Ballen-Ist"]
 
Becoming rather silent, the young pureblood would frown as she said something about dark side abilities being weakened. Having moved on from the earlier topic, the boy would disregard his first statement, not caring for any bounty she might've had. Standing up to his full height, the Knight would begin to walk across the shore, closing the distance between [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] and himself. Not daring to step into the water, the pureblood would simply look at it, before speaking.

"What exactly does this Order do? Are you it's leader?"
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"I am one of a number, not its leader though, only its founder. And it does what it does, we choose no side in galactic conflicts as a whole, just as i fight for the Sith, a friend of mine fights for the Jedi, and we hold no hatred towards eachother for such an act. The Order is alive to teach all who ask and all who come to seek knowledge, with that said we hold light and dark in a balance between Sith Alchemy and a Garden of Light energy that has created a nexus of balance, if you will say so."


[member="Ballen-Ist"]
 
Remaining still, the young Knight would listen to [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]'s words, trying to comprehend and understand them. "So, I have to give up my power in the dark side? That's like...All of my power!" The teenager would complain, frowning once again. Surely, there must've been someway for him to be apart of this order, while still wielding the dark side. Pausing for a brief moment, Ballen-Ist would speak, "Am I even capable of harnessing the light side?" The boy would question.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Ballen-Ist"]

"You misunderstand, i can train you in the darkside or the lightside, both i have studied greatly and i dont force you to give up anything. This place is about balance, and even if you focused on the darkside, even if you do not embrace what i do teach you, you still come to learn it as if you had embraced it. I am merely giving you more than one perspective and letting you choose... do you always want to command with fear, anger, and hatred... or can you for once see the beauty in love and compassion, that is what i ask of you and do not force on you."
 
The young pureblood's mouth would hang agape for a brief moment, after taking in the words of [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]. Her last statement was rather familiar, it struck the boy immediately as it was said. "My master asked me that. Would you believe it?" Ballen-Ist would question, obviously referring to Darth Ferus. The Zabrak had approached two of his Acolytes before his death, and conversed with them about topics that were foreign to Sith. He had spoken of compassion and empathy, just as the lady in front of him did. Shaking his head from side to side, he figured that there was something he was missing, probably having to do with this "crest".

"Interesting. You are willing to train me in the dark side?"
 

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