Private Prospect above Felucia

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion was on his way back from Necropolis after acquiring more samples for his research and general stock. He decided to take a detour and visit Felucia, if nothing else but to further observe the planet and gain information for a potential project of his. As he came by the planet, he spotted a small ship across from him. He smirked, what was a few more samples for his job.

He took his ship in closer to the one in his sights, a smirk growing on his face as he brought his mask over his face.

"Well, maybe this detour will have some small benefit after all. I wonder what species are aboard that ship... eh, probably nothing exotic, but anything is welcome."

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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

It has been several weeks since I have been considering leaving Felucia. The reason? I need to understand what this phenomenon means; I entered into communion with the plants when I was younger, and this nightmare haunts me. I admit that I need answers.

With this in mind, I talked to my parents, and they gave me their blessing to leave Felucia. So I decided to leave the family home. My personal shuttle is parked in a small forest clearing far from everything, allowing me to prepare quietly. I need this isolation; social connections have never been my thing. Even though I'm about to take the big leap, I don't yet know exactly where to go, but I'm going.

I place crates of supplies in the hold of my ship to have enough provisions for my journey, as I don't know either its duration or the exact destination. I think I might take a trip to Dromund Kaas. They say the Sith are plentiful there; with a little luck, I might just run into one.

After spending my day cleaning the hull of my ship with a cloth to give it a fresh look, as the sun begins to set on the horizon, my ship starts making a noise. I decide to check the cockpit, and it turns out the radar detects a signature approaching my own ship. Well, it's not visitation day. I look in the direction of it, and it's heading straight toward my position.

Intrigued and frightened, I quickly step outside, scanning the sky with my eyes. In the distance, I see a vessel much classier and more luxurious than mine approaching. I wonder what it's doing here. Did it take a wrong turn? Or perhaps, face the facts, my dear, it's coming for you!

I pull a comb from my pocket and start fixing my hair while leaning against the hull of my ship, watching this strange visitor approach.

"The fun is coming; what trouble have I gotten myself into this time? The journey hasn't even begun. Stay calm; you have nothing to be ashamed of."

After finishing with my hair, I nervously slip my hands into my pockets to hide my unease.

 

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion pulled his ship next to the smaller one. At a closer distance, he saw that the ship was smaller than he first thought. He originally believed that the ship was big enough to hold a crew of maybe 6-7 at a minimum, but the ship appears to only be big enough to barely fit four people.

As he approached the ship, he docked with it, allowing the air locks to connect and latch on to each other. With the two ships properly docked, he left the pilot seat and pulled one of his lightsabers from a hidden compartment. He approached the airlock and opened it into the opposing ship before walking through it. His hopes had gone even further down, he could sense only one person on the entire ship, but there was something about them... oh well.

He made his way deeper into the simple ship, towards the cockpit.

"Hello, I know you're here. We can both make this easier if you come out now. Trust me, there is no point in you fighting back... Well, except maybe for my amusement. You know what, please come out resisting, it might make this trip more eventful for me."

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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

"Hello, I know you're here. We can both make this easier if you come out now. Trust me, there's no point in fighting back… Well, except maybe for my amusement. You know what, please come out resisting; it might make this trip more interesting for me."

I tense up as I hear this chilling voice speaking to me in a particularly unsettling tone. Nervously, I start rummaging through the spot where I keep my one and only blaster.

How can he sense me? Does he have eyes in the back of his head or something? I cautiously approach to get a look at the individual boarding my ship and, as if that weren't enough, smashing down my door!

I'm hidden behind equipment crates now, staring at him in panic. He wants me to come to him? Preferably fighting back… What should I do? I see he has a strange metal handle on his belt—a lightsaber? It's the first time I've ever seen one. Is it dangerous? I don't know.

Timidly, I draw my blaster and aim it while remaining hidden. I fire a warning shot at the wall beside him.

"W Who are you, and what do you want with me? You caught me at a bad time! I was just about to leave, to… uh, go find the Sith. I'm looking for an academy."

The second blaster shot is aimed at his right shoulder this time, and it streaks toward him, giving him plenty of time to react. What will he do? I'm clearly afraid of him! The blaster shots have given away my position behind the crates of supplies.

Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion didn't so much as flinch upon the first blaster bolt hitting the wall to his side. He simply looked in the direction if where the ship came from and grew more intrigued upon hearing the girl's words.

Before he could respond, a second blaster shot was fired at him. Without delay nor worry, he drew his lightsaber from his belt and activated it, the crimson blade illuminating his face. He raised the blade and deflected the blaster shot back from where it came, the shot landing slightly left of where it was fired from.

Nexion then raised his left hand and pulled the girl from her hiding spot, until she was right in front of him. He lowered his mask, his smirk being fully realised.

"Now, care to repeat that? You said you were looking for a Sith Academy?"

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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

No surprise, the individual in question isn't fazed by my blaster shot; he ignores it entirely. Even more astonishing, I can finally witness what a Dark Lord of the Sith's blade does—a crimson blade with a deeply unsettling hum and a luminous trail with each movement. In a swift motion, he makes what appears to be a Soresu move to defend his right shoulder and deflects the shot roughly back to where I fired before.

Me? I'm trembling with fear. I don't know what's happening, but I feel myself being lifted into the air, completely helpless. I panic, writhing like a piece of meat, trying to break free, but I can tell it's useless. My blaster has fallen to the ground behind the supply crates when I was seized by what seems to be telekinesis, though I don't understand it.

Since I'm terrified and my life is clearly at risk, I mime a swimming motion in the air. When I'm finally at his level, he lowers his mask, letting me see his face. He asks me to repeat what I just said—what, is he deaf, or does he need a picture? He can probably sense a faint point of connection to the Force within me, untrained and raw, like an uncut diamond.

"What are you doing to me? What is this? That's what I'm trying to understand! My family is in the Empire, and I'd like to learn to do what you do! Aren't there academies for this? What are you? A...a Sith?"

On the one hand, if he is a Sith, it might make my search easier, and I could learn directly about this strange phenomenon—assuming he's willing to cooperate, which is a long shot, considering I just tried to shoot him. On the other hand, I'm not in any hurry to end up a heap of meat. I still have plenty of plans for my life. I glare at him, hanging helplessly in the air above him, disarmed and completely at his mercy.

"So, what are you going to do with me now? Sorry, I can't sing—I'd probably just hurt your ears. Yeah, I'm looking for a Sith academy. One day, I sensed something strange, and I'd really like to understand it. Something tells me my answer get a reply if i'm going there."

Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion's smirk grew wider, despite how imply that seems based upon the fact he seems to always smirk. He leaned in closer to the girl seemingly giving her a once over before backing off and observing the rest of the ship's interior. When he heard her questions, he slightly rolled his eyes based on the amount of them.

He the turned back to her, keeping her suspended mid-air.

"Well, let's start with the first few. For starters, this is the force, and I'm using it to keep you still. Second, I quite frankly don't care your family is in the Empire. If I wanted to, I could go down there and slaughter them and no-one else would really bat an eye."

He then came closer once more.

"As for who I am? I am Darth Nexion, which if that's too comfusing for you, I am a Sith Lord."

He once again back up, deactivating his lightsaber and clipping it back to his belt.

"As for you becoming Sith, that really does depend on a few things. There are many who choose to become Sith, and there are may who become Sith from force. What exactly is your reasoning for learning to become Sith?"
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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

I frown at his responses. He seems surprisingly more cooperative and talkative than I'd expected—good, that's a point in my favor! I've learned a name, he's talking about the Force? The Force? What is that supposed to be? He says it's what lets him make me float like a piece of meat? How convenient! I'd love to be able to lift my supply crates like he does; it'd save me from having to carry those heavy things.

Oh? He even gives me his name? And he's a Dark Lord? Just like that? Wait, what…? Dark Lord? My face falls at this news. I couldn't have run into anyone worse! At least it shortens my search. He asks me why I want to be a Sith; that's a lot of questions and not a lot of answers. I take a moment to think, still floating in the air like an idiot, my eyes tracing along the walls of my own ship.

"Well, for the record, you're on my ship, and I'm the captain here! Sure, it's a wreck, but it's a wreck that flies. I'm Lyssara."

After all, he gave me his name, so I might as well do the same. Not like I have much else to lose at this point.

"I want to become a smuggler and serve the interests of the Sith Order. But for that, I need to know how you do all those tricks—the Force, is it? It's not something manufactured, is it? Though I guess I'm stupid to ask that since I'm currently floating in midair. Feels like a bad dream."

Still suspended in front of him, I look at him with a cold, unbothered expression. Having my family killed and losing my freedom—those are two things I particularly despise.

"You're right; no one cares about me at the moment, and that's exactly the problem. I want to learn to defend myself, to understand this phenomenon, to become stronger, so I'm no longer useless or weak. Yeah, that would be a decent goal. Oh, and sorry to disappoint you, but my cargo is just food at the moment—I'd only packed for my initial trip."

My arms dangle in the air in a bored manner as I wonder what he's going to ask of me next.

Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion slightly frowns at her response, though not noticeable since his face was plastered with his smirk even still. But he couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed in her response, as it wasn't one of a Sith mentality.

"For starters, I don't care what your cargo is, nor do I care for the state of your ship. Now, as for your answer to why you wish to be a Sith, I can't say I care for it."

He then let her go from his force grip, but as soon as she was placed down, he drew his lightsaber and brought it to her throat.

"And nothing pleases me more than killing those who I find displeasing."

But then his smirk disappeared entirely as he deactivated his lightsaber once more.

"Unfortunately, if there is one thing the Sith above me want, its more recruits. Usually I would just ignore them, but I can't risk my funding so I'm in a tight spot."

Nexion then thought as to what he should do before coming to a conclusion.

"So, in that case, I'll take you to the Sith Academy on Korriban. If you're taken there, the others will see I've done my job and if you die in the trials, then who cares!"

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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

Saved, I'm saved; he's not going to kill me right away. However, my expression freezes when he utters the name Korriban. That wasn't at all where I wanted to go; I wanted to go to Dromund Kaas! Why Korriban? Well, you have to know how to seek information where it can be found. I sigh, puffing out my cheek, my heart racing.

"Korriban? What an idiot—I wanted to go to Dromund Kaas to gather information."

At that moment, he abruptly releases me, and I crash headfirst to the ground. The pain is immediate.

"Ow!"

Just when I thought I had escaped a deadly fate, I see him place his crimson blade against my throat. A wave of strange warmth washes over me, a sensation that is both captivating and terrifying. My eyes are glued to the threatening glow of his blade as he continues to hurl threats at me, mentioning that I owe my life to the Empire's recruitment.

"Yeah, I get it; I have a quick trigger finger too."

Panic rises within me, a chilling wave running down my spine. I raise my hands in a gesture of surrender, my trembling fingers moving slowly behind my head. My mind races, considering the worst-case scenarios.

"It's fine, I give up. We're going to the same place, so we might as well get there more easily, right? I I will coopérate with you."

My tone might be more desperate than I intended, but the reality of my situation weighs heavily on me. I can't help but think about what awaits me on Korriban, and a dull terror grips me. I can only hope he won't be too cruel.

I dig into my bag and toss him the ship keys. Anyway I can't do much in the current state of things, and if I have to die then I would die, but I would have tried and if I ever survive and manage to master the force, who knows what is likely to happen?

"Humpf, i'l give you the key about the ship. You win. That's no doubt and you will see later, i'm survive and became more stronger of i can ! "

Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion leaned towards her, lowering himself until he was eye level with her. His face lacked his smirk, and his eyes were almost dull, holding a seriousness that the Sith Lord hardly ever displays.

"You should be very grateful about going to the Sith Academy on Korriban. It is where the greatest of us are trained, and is the birthplace of the Sith."

He leaned in even closer, completely ignoring personal space.

"And believe me, whoever you are now, whatever your goals and convictions are now, they won't be the same when you're Sith. Don't go thinking you are different from others. Trust me when I say, you will not be the same person you were when you become Sith."

Nexion leaned back, standing straight once again.

"Now, our ships will remain connected until we reach Korriban. So, you have time to pack what you'll be taking into the Academy."

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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

"Thank you for giving me the opportunity to go there in person."

I'm sincerely grateful, even if I'm very afraid. This will save me precious time since the journey won't take me through Dromund Kaas after all. I was really foolish—I'll remember that for the future. The academy I'm looking for is definitely on Korriban; I can see it very clearly once again.

"With the added Sith mentality, I would inevitably become a different person. It's sad that it's not working in my favor right now, but I'm willing to work so hard."

I intend to honor the Sith, not run away like a coward at the first opportunity, right? Wait, are you really sure about this line? At the very least, I'll be able to defend myself, to fight, and to pursue my goals and dreams of greatness.

There's so much to discover about the Sith, their lightsabers, their philosophy. I think I'll have to get back to studying—it's been years since I last opened a school manual.

"Fine about the ships, like I told you before, everything on board is already prepared for departure. So I don't have anything left to prepare; I was ready to leave five minutes after you arrived."

As I said this, I took a moment to double-check my equipment. I headed back to my quarters to retrieve my blaster, feeling the cold weight of it as I secured it in its holster. The familiarity of the weapon gave me a strange sense of confidence, even if my hands were still slightly trembling. I took a deep breath, adjusting my belt and checking that my gear was properly secured for the journey.

Returning to him, I nodded with a finality, my voice steady.

" I'm ready to leave. That's when you want. I know tha'ts not easy part at the academy, but, i'll do my best. "

Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

Nexion slightly nodded, before turning to go prepare his ship for a lightspeed jump. As he was walking back to his ship, he looked back at the girl and thought to himself.

"She may think she's ready and understanding, but she'll see just how different things are to how she thinks."

He entered his ship and set the co-ordinates for Korriban, before calling out through both ships.

"Prepare for hyperspace jump."

After giving her a few seconds to secure herself, he hit the lever and off they went to hyperspace. He checked the computer and saw that it would take a few hours to reach Korriban, so he left the cockpit until then.

He made his way back into the girl's ship before taking a seat.

"We'll reach Korriban in a few hours."

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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

"Received, I'm ready for the hyperspace jump,"

I say from my own ship. I'm sitting on one of my supply crates so I won't risk falling over when the jump kicks in. I have no idea how his ship's speed compares to mine, so I can only hope they're securely docked together.

I glance through the porthole of my ship, watching the stars stretch into straight lines, then blur past at an incredible speed. One hour of travel—a strange span of time, both short and long enough to let my mind wander to everything that might happen at the academy. I'm more anxious about what awaits me personally than about anything else. I sigh quietly.

"An hour of travel? Alright, it'll pass quickly enough, I suppose."

A thousand questions are practically written across my face. Who are the instructors, the masters? Will I have to face off against other students? Right now, my blaster is my only weapon, and if I had to confront anyone like this, I'd probably be outmatched in seconds. Until I get proper combat training, I'll need to stick to the shadows, keeping a low profile.

The Sith mentality—if the lord I'm traveling with is any indication of it—means I'll need to shift my mindset entirely. The way I am now would just make me a punching bag.

I tap my hands, watching the stars streak past, feeling my nerves start to spike. The more time that passes, the more tense I get. Absentmindedly, I run my fingers over the grip of my blaster, my reliable ally in rough moments. At least I know how to hit a target! It's nowhere near enough, but everyone has to start somewhere, I suppose.

"What kind of ship do you have?"

I finally ask, my curiosity getting the better of me.

I glance right, then left, intrigued by his ship's design. I've never seen anything like it, though I don't dare move too much in case it sets him off. If I start poking around everywhere, I'd probably find myself locked up in one of his holding cells for the rest of the journey. So, I keep still, trying to strike a balance between curiosity and caution.

Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

"I have no idea what the make of this ship is called, I'm not that bothered about ships. Besides, this was more so a loan of a ship, not mine outright."

He turned towards her, a smirk on his face.

"Let's just say, me and some of the higher up Sith don't see eye-to-eye. Mostly because I absolutely love getting on their nerves, and they can't do a thing about it."

He then turned away, closing his eyes and began to meditate(?), while sitting with his feet up.

"Any other questions? I'd rather not get laughed at for delivering a new student who has no idea how things go."

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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

He doesn't even know the name of his own ship? That's surprising. And to think it's a borrowed ship, like he said himself—I would've thought he'd know its components. Just goes to show that even a dark lord can't be good at everything. Honestly, that's kind of reassuring. At least there's one thing I'm better at than him: piloting. But, then again, that's a bit of a downside, because piloting is my expertise, not his.

And then he mentions that he likes to annoy his superiors. I wonder, if I were a Sith, what kind would I be? Would I be the irritating type, always pushing limits, or the type that sucks up to those above me? I honestly have no idea.

I watch him sit down and start meditating calmly during the trip. Am I going to have to meditate too? Ugh, staying still for more than five minutes is torture. My anger flares up inside me as I think about that nightmare that keeps haunting me. Maybe it could be a good catalyst for my power, though, something to focus on, something to fuel me.

"Yeah, just one question—don't mean to push my luck—but how's this training supposed to go over the next few days?"

That's the only question that really matters, because anything could happen between now and then. If I'm going to die, at least I want to die on my own terms. And if I'm supposed to fight with skills I don't even have yet, well, that's going to be interesting. I just hope my instructors know what they're doing, because honestly? I feel like a lost cause.

And that thought gnaws at me, stirring something dark and bitter. I want this power so badly—so much that it scares me. But at the same time, a part of me doubts I'm cut out for it. What if I'm not disciplined enough? What if I'm not strong enough? I've never been able to sit with myself in silence, let alone find some kind of inner balance. Yet here I am, on the brink of being thrown into a world where failure could mean my end. I can feel the frustration growing, like a fire under my skin, tightening around my doubts and feeding them. If there's one thing I can rely on, it's that raw, festering anger, a force that's kept me going this far.

I might be a hopeless case to some, but I'll take whatever I have and make it my weapon. I look out the porthole at the stars passing by at full speed, I find it hard to believe that we are going to Korriban, the sith academy.

Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

With her words, Nexion suddenly started laughing his heart out with the truest laugh one could possibly hear.

"You... you think training will be a few days?"

He laughed even greater, if one could believe it, before composing himself enough to speak properly.

"If you are extremely skilled and powerful, training may take you a quite some months at the very least. At the most, you may be training for years before you even get taken on as an apprentice, providing you survive training in the first place."

His laughter came out a bit more before he fully regained his composure and resumed how he was before her question.

"But about the training itself? It will not be kind. Some find it torturous, others find it idealistic. Some break from the training, others use their pain to push through it. In truth, it depends who oversees your training."

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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

Now he's laughing, did I say something funny? I didn't know, I think we misunderstood each other, but having said that, he's still answering my question, I'm going to have instructors, masters who will change, succeed one another, and my training will be complete after a few months, or even a few years of intensive training, ah... A few years, yeah I get the picture. I don't have time to hang around, I've got to learn everything I can about what he calls Force, I've got to learn, I've got to get stronger, more powerful and wiser.

"Yeah, I can see that. I probably wouldn't be helped by genetics, but that's okay."

He also points out that training can be extremely long and painful, depending on which master I run into. Personally, I could see myself playing with artifacts or Sith alchemy, if I had the chance, I'd do some research, I need a lot of credits for uh... personal projects....

"That's not what I meant, I just wanted to know what sauce I was going to be eaten with over the next few days, but you've answered my main question, so thank you."

I take out my datapad and consult the flight plan, we'll soon arrive on Korribans, the beginning of the adventure, or rather my end who knows? From my jungle, to the Sith Academy, a lot is going to happen, a lot of little things, and there's a lot more to come, I'd better change my mentality, or I won't survive.

"May I have your comlink number? You never know with business. If I ever become a great person? By any chance?"

Darth Nexion

 

[Darth Nexion]

This time, he didn't open his eyes, or react in any significant way. He simply tilted his body to face her.

"No. You want my comlink? Become Sith. Only other Lords can have access to contacting me... actually even then not many can..."

He seemed to lose himself down that rabbit hole before snapping out if it.

"One of whom, I will be handing you over to on Korriban, and he'll take you into the academy. I'm running a tad behind schedule, and I need to return this ship before they realise it was st– borrowed... you know, without permission"

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Lyssara Thrynn

 

[Lyssara Thrynn]

Well, at least I tried, nothing ventured, nothing gained obviously, he refused my comlink request, too bad, I'll have to think about making some contacts, but if all siths are like him, it's going to be hard to find guys to count on in case of need, I feel like I've chosen my friends wrong. Well, friends, let's say relationships.

"Too bad, I would have tried, but I understand."

He seems really preoccupied with something now, I look at him tilting my head to the side, he looks like someone who suddenly seems to be in trouble, it makes me curious, how could a man as strong and powerful as him be in trouble?

He says he has something important to do, bring back a ship he borrowed without authorization, maybe this one? Well, at least my wreck may be a wreck, but that's the advantage of it being my ship, so as far as authorization is concerned, at least I've got everything he's doing to me. Ah lala, he tells me someone's coming to take me to korriban, I wonder who. Is it another black lord too? Or just an instructor? Who knows?

"Do as you like, and as for permissions, I'm also the type who doesn't ask for them when I feel like doing something."

"Thanks for leading me anyway."

But what happens next? I'm wondering what's going to happen to me now, and it's putting me back in a state of extreme nervousness.
Darth Nexion