Past to Present

[Darth Ferus]

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Obsidian Citadel​

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Once, this was home. Forever ago now, this was the home of the Templars, proud defenders of the CIS without the discipline of the Jedi. They were a half way point between the two, but these days it was difficult to know who's side the Obsidians were truly on. The Techno Union was at least allied with the One Sith.​

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Ferus wasn't here for a social visit however. A Sith Lord, by the name of Fraxin, had chosen to betray the Order and try to hide within the walls of the Obsidian Citadel. A mistake. Now the Red Assassin stood just outside the massive gates. He was dressed as a traveler, wielding only one of his lightsabers with his hidden blade strapped to his wrist. What ever force signature he had would be condensed to non existence, all for the sake of finding his target without being found himself.​

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A sigh escaped his lips as he pressed open the gateway. This was going to be interesting.​

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[member="Kerri Aislinn"]​

 

[Kerri Aislinn]

[member="Darth Ferus"]


Kerri was starting to get used to life in the Obsidian Order. Not that she had been doing anything really useful yet, neither did she currently believe anyone would be able to consider her a really useful engine of war. She was getting there, honing her skills in form five and telekinesis. Really though, most of her training had been isolated to herself. She wasn't the most social of individuals. So... there she sat, her cloaked figure mounted on one of the many edges of the citadel's structure. As she bite into a meiloorun fruit, she looked down at the entrance from the third floor, the window right behind her. The wind softly blew, rustling the black cloak that kept the terrelian warm. Her cold blooded body was a bit more chilly than what was preferred, but with both her armor and her cloak on her, Kerri thought it would be a while until she would have to go in.

As the clear night sky sparkled over the marvelous building, young Aislinn spotted a traveler walking into the citadel. He seemed like a simple craftsman coming to drop something off, but Kerri was puzzled. usually, merchants came in groups or on speeders. She titled her pale head, caramel hair slipping across her face, this lone traveler was an odd one. Kerri considered jumping down for a moment, but nah. He was just a regular guy, he had no force signature after all and Kerri was hardly in a social mood, she was enjoying her snack! However, her new loyalties came into her mind, what if he really was a threat? Would she be at fault if any information or Techno Union information was stolen or compromised?

Kerri hated her job.

The terrelian slid off the building, landing smoothly on the crystal ground a yard or so behind the merchant. She had done it without the force thanks to her biological capabilities. However, her force signature was detectable. Her armor, even if no helmet was attached, plus one of her two lightsabers, gave away the fact she was one of the Obsidian's own.

Let's get this done and over with... "Halt! State your name a business." While the halt was done okay, the rest of the sentence seemed a bit dragged out. No matter though, Kerri was at least protecting the Union, wasn't she?

 

[Darth Ferus]

With a single hand pressed against the doorway Ferus was about to go in and get his mission underway, until a voice called out from behind him. A hint of annoyance filled his eyes as he was questioned, but before he turned to face [member="Kerri Aislinn"] he made sure to put on a rather scared look. He turned on a heel, acting as if he was startled by her sudden appearance and pressed his back against the door. A single hand went to fumble with the lightsaber on his waist, another attempt at trying to show weakness.

"D... Don't come up on me like that! I.. I'm Carlin. I'm here to join the Order. A.. A friend of mine by the name of Fraxin came here and told me to join him." He stuttered about, still fumbling with the hilt of his lightsaber. Finally, he got it free and pointed it at the padawan. "W.. Who are you!?" While a weapon, the blade wasn't even on. And it seemed like Carlin didn't even know how to turn it on.

 

[Kerri Aislinn]

[member="Darth Ferus"]

At first, Kerri looked at the scruffy, uneven, messy kid with a look of dead annoyance... however, a surprising thing happened next. A smirk of amusement crossed her face as she crossed her arms. We all start somewhere, don't we?

The teen chuckled before a more serious expression crossed her face. "Well, Carlin, I guess you happened to run into a person who's just heart filled enough not to kill you. You're lucky." She pulled out her Obsidian lightsaber, tossing it up in her hand before catching it, "Welcome to the Obsidian Order."

She walked up to the scruffy human before pushing the door open, "I actually know where Darth Fraxin is." she rolled her eyes, a slight hint of fear crossing her eyes, "He almost force pushed me straight through a statue... C'mon!" She motioned the innocent one to follow her, touring him across the citadel. It confused her though, why would Fraxin, the guy who almost creamed her this very day, want to apprentice or worse, team up with, this scardey tooka? Kerri ignored her questionings, still vowing to keep a closer eye on him. She started out as a more... terrified... figure when she first entered this place, shaking in paranoia of doing something wrong and being punished for it. Being brought up on the streets, then shoved into a lab... she learned who and who not to trust well.

As they walked through, Kerri turned to the new comer, "So, where do you hail from? How do you know Fraxin?" her final words were a bit mumbled out, "Hasn't that jerk attempted to kill you yet?"

 

[Darth Ferus]

Blue eyes, thanks to contacts, flashed as [member="Kerri Aislinn"] spoke of Fraxin. So he was truly here? He was gonna have to give a raise to his informants. He kept quiet for now, though he did keep his saber in hand, simply following the padawan as she lead him oh so conveniently to his intended target. That was, until she began asking questions. In truth, he expected to be inside and left alone, not lead on a tour, so he paused for a moment, trying to think of an answer.

"I.. Uh.. I'm from Onderon. Fraxin was one of the first Force users I met there, so I wanted to follow him. I heard he came here, so as quick as I could I got a ticket and well.. Here I am." He rubbed the back of his head, glancing off to the side. In truth he was looking to see if anyone else was around. Thankfully, no. Not yet. "I.. I guess you could say he's my idol, but I didn't think he was as mean as you say he is.."

 

[Kerri Aislinn]

[member="Darth Ferus"]


Kerri smiled, still a bit amused, at his comments. Kerri never found that special someone to look up to. Why do so when all they want to do is use you as either a pawn or an experiment? Kerri pushed her past to the back of her head and tried to smile again, "Fun! Well..."

The apprentice rubbed the back of her own head, caramel hair messing up, "I don't know how it happened, but he got angry at me earlier today and just about killed me." the terrelian let out a nervous chuckle, "I do try to be my best, to listen well. That's all anyone really wants anyways. Is it so hard not to lose your temper over one mistake in a lightsaber stance?"

She led the boy on, reflecting over how the training session had went. He had offered to give her better tips in form five, the lightsaber art she had been using for a while now. She thought she had been doing well... until she realized he was not a fan of Shien's variant reversed grip... Kerri loved it. Not only was it unique in lightsaber combat, but it actually fitted her personal fighting preferences, and in her opinion, Shien's fighting preferences, much better. Fraxin didn't. So instead of simply telling her to change the grip, he went berserk and almost got her killed.

Kerri sighed, arms crossed again, as they now stood at the door to his chambers. Kerri had to admit, she was a bit nervous to go in again. However, she was not going to let this newbie know of the butterflies collecting in her stomach. She turned to Carlin with a smile, "Well, here we are!"

 

[Darth Ferus]

"I.. I won't pretend to know.. I.. I'm new to this sort of thing anyway.." He trailed off, his gaze looking off once more. Now it was to hide the dullness forming within. While he enjoyed talking about things such as lightsaber forms, pretending to not know anything was a quick path to boredom. And he hated being bored. So he half listened to her describe the situation, though upon hearing about the Rouge's anger over [member="Kerri Aislinn"] 's interpretation of a famous stance, his annoyance grew.

Fighting was fighting. If you didn't die doing something, then you did it right.

Upon reaching the door though any and all charade of him being a weak child faded. A single foot was lifted and slammed against the hard wood, releasing a powerful blast of the Force that blew the door clean off it's hinges and across the room. Blue contacts burned away as the Sith Lord revealed himself as much, his golden eyes catching aflame and yet not burning him as the plastic lenses were removed. A once shrunk signature expanded outwards upon the release of the Force, and a golden saber came to life in a very steady hand.

"Darth Fraxin, by order of the One Sith upon your betrayal, you are sentenced to death."

Fraxin, who was on his bed, cast a sideways glance to the intruder. "And pray tell, who are you?" He sounded uninterested. The man already knew he would be found, and expected an Assassin to be dispatched. What he did not know was that the Assassin dispatched was Ferus. His older eyes widened in realization when he turned his head to fully look upon the pair.

"A.. A Hand? Why would they send you!?" Panic was clear in his words, and throwing himself off of his bed he brought up both hands to release a massive wash of Force Lightning. The blast covered the area, filling it with it's lethal bolts. But Ferus remained still. A flicker formed around him as a solid barrier blocked the lightning from himself.

But he did nothing for his handy guide.

 

[Kerri Aislinn]

[member="Darth Ferus"]


Well... this was interesting...

Kerri was confused for a moment, how come he suddenly grew a lot more... powerful? Well, yes, there had been "weaklings" known out there, such as Ezra Bridger and even the famed Anakin Skywalker, that steadily grew. At first, Kerri's wide eyes gave away the fact that this guy must of simply had a massive potential. She was about to rebuke her fellow student on respecting other people's property, but his cry on behalf of the One Sith silenced her. This is weird.

As Fraxin lazily replied back to "Carlin," Kerri smirked smugly as she stood questioningly at the rubble once considered a doorway. "I'm still here, 'Carlin'..."

Fraxin's eyes widened as he stood up; clearly in shock. He questioned Carlin's reasons for being here. Kerri's amused grin turned into an unamused frown. She realized this guy was dangerous... and he was in her Order's Citadel! The anti-social terrelian had no time to facepalm or question the two any further, Fraxin released a massive bolt of force lightning...

She was caught right in it.

It stung. A lot. While Kerri had dealt with various forms of torture before joining the Obsidians, it was still a refresher on how painful it really was. More painful than she could remember, obviously. She indeed let out some scratchy screams before the lightning died down. For a moment, Aislinn just laid there; then she lifted her head, shaking her crackling hair (she didn't want to know what it looked like.) She appeared just as casual as before, even if she heavily panted as she drew to her feet, starting to feel a bit numb. She never let this kind of stuff bring her down. "... I guess I deserved that, huh? At least I'm warm now." she mumbled in an amused tone. She looked up to face the two, just to realize they were gone - as the wind blowing through the window suggested.

The aching girl scoffed, rolling her eyes, then took her terrelian traits to literally hop to it.

She leaped out of the window with ease, her biological traits allowing her to easily jump down the Citadel's sides to look for the two trouble makers she'd encounted. She was a bit cold, her cloak having fallen off in the room. She did eventually find them, caught in the middle of another lightning fit. Kerri smirked and jumped down to them, from behind Carlin again.

Her hand slipped towards her Obisidian lightsaber hilt, she had to do something for maintain her order's order! "Um, hello! Excuse me?" She called out, catching their attention, "Insignificant but still official member of the Obsidian Order here! Now, before I get bored or something, won't you two explain your childish behavior? Some of us do not enjoy having our doors knocked down or being lied to..." She gave a particular glare to Carlin, who obviously wasn't named Carlin; but was eyeing Fraxin as well. It was obvious that she knew neither of them were even here as an Obsidian. While her crossed arms portrayed that perfectly well, her face still seemed a bit casual, stern but casual, and even a bit bored.

That was Kerri Aislinn for you.

 

[Darth Ferus]

After [member="Kerri Aislinn"] had been hilt by the bolt Ferus was quick to act. Fraxin found himself grabbed by the Force, and thrown right out the window. Quickly the Lord followed, leaping out just as his target had hit the ground. A torrent of lightning was once more unleashed upon the Hand, but once more blocked by a powerful barrier. Descending quickly, a golden saber would once more come to life as it met the red saber of the Rogue Lords own.

What ever the smaller girl was saying was drowned out by the sound of clashing sabers, and neither 'Carlin' or Fraxin was paying her any mind. For the most part at least. Ferus was at least kind enough to answer when he got the chance, brief as it was. "He betrayed the One Sith had has been marked for death. I'm completing the ta-" He was cut short as his foes red saber burned across the side of his cheek. This prompted a growl as the Sith once more began to focus on his foe, sending the man back with a blast of the force.

Another bolt of lightning was sent towards Ferus, much stronger than the last as it was focused. Fraxin wasn't messing around anymore. The bolt however was deflected by the Hand of the Dark Lord, causing it to go off to the side.

And right for the girl.

 

[Kerri Aislinn]

[member="Darth Ferus"] Sorry it took so long, I was on vacation.


Kerri growled at the human she had let in, ”You could have just told me! The Obsidians and Sith are ally’s, you know. You took a lot of time out of my day, I hope you’r-“ She saw the lightsaber heading straight towards her.

Not again…

Yup, it was just as painful. Kerri’s eyes flashed into the dark side yellow as the lightning subdued. Kerri threw herself up, ”What is this, ‘electrocute the apprentice’ day!?!” she glared at the opponent not-Carlin was after, fuming to the point of rooting for not-Carlin after all. ”If you don’t mind, I’m taking you in too, mister!” Kerri’s hand slipped towards her doubled bladed, spinning lightsaber. Looking towards not-Carlin as she waited for his approval. Fear was a strong thing; her fear of authority was strong enough to make her wait for approval on anything. Whoever not-Carlin was named, he was about to receive some assistance – if wanted, of course. Kerri was just about all heated up for it.

 

[Darth Ferus]

Slowly the golden gaze of Ferus looked to [member="Kerri Aislinn"] , before offering a nod. He wasn't so high and mighty that he would turn down a chance to make killing his mark easier, though Fraxin certainly thought of it as cowardice. Before he could really say anything however Ferus was on the move, his own form darting towards the rogue. Low to the ground the bladesman went, the golden lightsaber burning into the ground as he weaved through more lightning blasts sent his way. Once closer however, the Sith would leap through the air, a golden blade burning through to slam against a red one. For a moment, the two pressed against each other, but a sick feeling of enjoyment began to be felt from the Hand of the Dark Lord. A wide grin had taken over his features as he pressed again and again, his blade whipping about to try and hack his target into pieces.