Private Sith Cowboy

[Eloise Dinn]

"Moo."

Eloise stared at the bovine creature, her brow furrowed. Of all the varied types of perverted abominations a Sith could create, cattle wasn't one she would have guessed first. But it wasn't completely impossible, she supposed. Her parents might have made something similar, if for some reason they saw a need to populate their kingdom with Dark Sided cows.

The "Bovian" mooed again, chewing its cud absentmindedly. Eloise turned away, putting some distance between herself and the animal pens. She probably wasn't considered an ideal candidate for hunting down Dark Siders, but as the saying goes, it takes one to know one—and her past proved beneficial when it came to rooting out the Sith where you least expected them.

She had discovered the evil bison on a planet outside of Alliance space, where the making of Sithspawn was outlawed. It was civilized enough to be livable, but not exactly on anyone's radar. Weaving her way through the crowd of potential buyers (she wondered how many people were already the proud owners of mooing monstrosities...) she approached the counter and slapped a hand against the bell to catch the attention of whoever was running this vile corral.

Cameron Tyris​

 

[Cameron Tyris]

"So you must be a Jedi." said Cameron, as he looked at her. Gone were the robes he had once worn as a Sith. Cameron instead was clad in a simple black tunic, with black pants, and black boots. At his waist was belted a slugthrower pistol, one of the many weapons he had acquired for himself. Since he hadn't yet bothered to rebuild a lightsaber as he was no longer a Sith Lord. He had retired from being a Sith, even if he did employ the dark side of the Force for certain tasks. Case in point, engineering the Bovians. Later on he'd have to make more of them of course.

Cameron had been setting behind the counter, just watching. "What brings a Jedi to my temporary home?"

Eloise Dinn

 

[Eloise Dinn]

There was already a young man sitting behind the counter, silently observing. With his red hair, Eloise was instantly reminded of her father and several of her siblings. The Dinn family had a lot of gingers in it, herself included. After she ran away from home, she had dyed her naturally red locks purple as a disguise. In a way, it also put some distance between her and the rest of the Sith clan.

"So you must be a Jedi."

Her green eyes narrowed. "And you must be a Sith," she said, pointing a finger at his all-black outfit. He may have ditched the robes, but this wasn't much better. "What gave it away?"

"What brings a Jedi to my temporary home?"

"You tell me, cowboy." She jerked a thumb at the animal pens over her shoulder. "What's the deal with those things?"

Cameron Tyris​

 

[Cameron Tyris]

"Your presence in the force is what actually gave it away." He said. He pondered over a moment. "But I'm no sith. Not anymore. I quit that pointless religious belief because it would lead to infighting, and get in the way of my research. One of the points of it, you can clearly see." He pointed at the pen that contained the Bovian. "These are one of my creations, Bovians. They are hypo-allergenic, meaning anyone can consume the meat or the milk of them without any health issues whatsoever. Granted, they are Sith Spawn. But what can you do, when it's the only genetic technique you know?" He asked, as he looked at her.

He then looked at her again, and spoke. "So why are you interfering with me attempting to make an honest living?" He asked, curious. "This is one of the methods I have to earn income for myself. No one's getting hurt, I've made sure of that much. This planet is my temporary home - at least until I move again. I make it a point to not stay in any one area for too long, because I try to avoid issues with the Force Using Factions. It's a waste of my valuable time to fight them."

Eloise Dinn

 

[Eloise Dinn]

Well, I guess that explains why no Jedi has ever tried to kill me, she thought. Her reputation in the Order was hardly spotless, and most of her peers didn't seem to like her very much. Nor she them. But a Light Side aura was a Light Side aura, unless one was faking it. So they tolerated her.

The ginger said he wasn't a Sith anymore, that he just wanted to be left in peace to conduct his research. Research which apparently involved using the Dark Side to create hypoallergenic meat and milk. Did the ends justify the means? Maybe not, but they were tasty.

"So why are you interfering with me attempting to make an honest living?"

"I haven't even gotten to that part yet." She glared at him. He knew this wasn't her jurisdiction. As long as he was out of GA bounds, their laws against Sithspawn didn't apply to him. But laws couldn't necessarily stop Eloise Dinn from doing the right thing.

"The Dark Side isn't exactly ethical. You may not be hurting people, but you're hurting the animals that you're conducting this research on." Did he give a chit if some animals were in pain? She watched his face for answers to that question.

Cameron Tyris

 

[Cameron Tyris]

"Actually these animals were bio-engineered. They were made from scratch, and the Sith spawn process was used DURING the creation process. They felt no pain at all when I worked on them." He stated, as he looked at her for a moment. "Still, I'll need to find another way to make them that doesn't involve the Sith Techniques to do so." He sighed, as he said those words. "Especially if I intend to," He used the force to pull over a container of Bovian Alfredo Sauce. "Market this in the territory of the Galactic Alliance."

His frown intensified. She was likely to cause him problems or attack him. Given that, he knew he'd have to defend himself. But really? He wasn't in the mood for a knock down drag out Force Fight. Especially against someone so seemingly young. "Look. We could debate ethics all day long. But the fact of the matter is, the sith techniques for making the Bovians," He gestured at them. "Are the only techniques for such I know."

"Plus if I were practicing the Sith... tenets I would've attacked you by now. I haven't. What does that tell you?" He asked, as he looked at her.

 

[Eloise Dinn]

"Actually these animals were bio-engineered. They were made from scratch, and the Sith spawn process was used DURING the creation process. They felt no pain at all when I worked on them. Still, I'll need to find another way to make them that doesn't involve the Sith Techniques to do so. Especially if I intend to," he used the force to pull over a container of Bovian Alfredo Sauce, "market this in the territory of the Galactic Alliance."

Eloise blinked at the introduction of the delicious alfredo sauce. Force, this was such a bizarre case...

"Look," she interrupted. "The Dark Side is destructive. It doesn't care who or what it hurts. What you're describing isn't the Dark Side." Somehow he must've stumbled upon an alternative. Maybe all it took was good intentions to turn Force-based genetic modification into something less grotesque. That was basically how their alignment system worked... probably. It would be stupidly complicated and cringe otherwise.

"The Jedi are against the use of alchemy. But you already know that. Our Je'daii ancestors apparently modified life forms casually. They called it alkahest or something, and there are practicing Je'daii around today, so..." She rolled her eyes. "Point is, I don't think anyone really cares if you do this, so long as you aren't causing harm. And maybe get some better fashion sense so people don't automatically assume you're a Sith."

"If I were practicing the Sith... tenets, I would've attacked you by now. I haven't. What does that tell you?"

"That I'm too cute to die," she deadpanned. "Or maybe you're just a coward. Plenty of Sith are, though they try to hide it. I would know, I was raised Sith." She jerked her chin at him. "What about you?"

Cameron Tyris​

 

[Cameron Tyris]

"Taken from my family when I was 7. I was given no choice whether I wanted to be a Sith, or didn't." He said. "My instructor was, shall we say, a... cruel instructor. He taught me a lot about the dark side, and trained me quite... viciously."

"So there is an approach to the modification of life forms using non Alchemy techniques. Alkahest.... interesting." She could see the gears in his brain were turning about Alkahest. To him, it was intriguing. A way to use the techniques of Alchemy without the dark side of the Force? It was something he wanted to research. Perhaps it couild help him better towards his eventual goals - his long term plans.

"The other reason I used the Sith-spawn process when making the Bovians? Cortosis, Phrik, Beskar? They're all not cheap. And I wanted the creatures able to defend themselves should some Jedi decide "Oh hey, I don't like the fact these exist. I'm going to murder them all with my lightsaber."." A frown formed on his face as he said those words to her.

"And yes, Jedi are against Alchemy. Which is why I am - for now conducting my business outside of Alliance Space. At least until I research Alkahest and figure out how to do it properly, that is. This outfit is literally one of four I own. And I'm primarily wearing it for comfort's sake. "

Eloise Dinn

 

[Eloise Dinn]

"Taken from my family when I was 7. I was given no choice whether I wanted to be a Sith, or didn't. My instructor was, shall we say, a... cruel instructor. He taught me a lot about the dark side, and trained me quite... viciously."

Been there, done that. "Sometimes being vicious can help you survive," she said. "But that's rough. My parents were Sith, so they just raised me that way. I wasn't taken from my family or anything."

Her father had been, though. Taken. His entire homeworld razed, his family slaughtered. They kept him as a slave at first, then he was bought by a Sith Lord looking for an apprentice. Whenever he spoke on the topic, she wondered how he justified it all. Becoming one of the people who had done so much wrong to him. But the answer was simple. That Sith Lord gave him power, at a time in his life when he had been utterly powerless. To him, the Sith were power.

"The other reason I used the Sith-spawn process when making the Bovians? Cortosis, Phrik, Beskar? They're all not cheap. And I wanted the creatures able to defend themselves should some Jedi decide 'Oh hey, I don't like the fact these exist. I'm going to murder them all with my lightsaber.'"

"Yeah yeah, I get it," she muttered. He sounded a lot like her dad, now that she thought about it. Complaining about Jedi deciding to kill his harmless creations just because. There was one story he had told about a time he and Mom tried to help a Sithspawn, only for the Jedi who had brought the 'spawn in to attack them because they were Sith...

"This outfit is literally one of four I own. And I'm primarily wearing it for comfort's sake. "

"If business is good, you should be able to afford some new threads." She slapped a business card down on the counter. "Call Thelma Goth. She'll hook you up with something nice." Sighing, she looked around at his little setup. "I'm not going to report you or anything, just so you know. There's bigger things to worry about than... tainted alfredo sauce."

Cameron Tyris

 

[Cameron Tyris]

"It's actually not tainted." He said. "Honestly, the Bovians are hypo-allergenic." He sighed, as he said that. "I do have one outfit - but until I get a ship of my own design that meets my exacting specifications, I'm not putting it on. The outfit is one I've commissioned from her." He admitted, as he looked at her. "Don't defame my products like that."

He showed her a picture of the uniform he'd already commissioned and obtained. "But you likely are going to keep hounding me untIl I have... every last one of them put down, and never make another Bovian, aren't you?" He asked, as he looked at her. "I wear the robes when I have to do business, as I don't like being around large amounts of people. While I'm no longer a sith... the robes are... comfortable for me."

 

[Eloise Dinn]

In keeping with the bizarre tone of this whole encounter, the topic had now shifted to clothes. Eloise was beginning to suspect this ex-Sith was a bit materialistic. Not just because he was running a business—he seemed more interested in the acquisition of goods above all else. It was easy to distract him with the promise of new stuff.

Upon seeing a picture of the uniform he'd commissioned, she looked mortified. "Orange clothes with orange hair? Why would you do that?"

"But you likely are going to keep hounding me until I have... every last one of them put down, and never make another Bovian, aren't you?"

"No?" Eloise gave him the side-eye. "They're cows, not man-eating monsters. You said it yourself—they're hypoallergenic. That is a good thing that helps people, and you aren't hurting the animals either. So who am I to stop you?"

"I wear the robes when I have to do business, as I don't like being around large amounts of people. While I'm no longer a Sith... the robes are... comfortable for me."

"Wear a bathrobe, then. It's even more comfortable." At this point she was messing with him. It was hard to resist. He took himself way too seriously. "Well, I guess that's it then. Have a nice life."

Cameron Tyris​

 

[Cameron Tyris]

He looked at her for a moment, considering something. "I may be willing to stop selling Bovians if you get me information on the 'Alkahest' techniques that you spoke of. They seem to be interesting to me. Really I'm more interested in researching the Force Techniques I find interesting. I do not care about the alignment of the force techniques. Really I'm more interested in learning a lot about the force." He admitted, as he looked at her.

"Therefore," He said. "To me, Jedi, Sith, Jed'Aii doesn't matter."

He had a frown on his face as he said that. "This is going to be difficult for me to create a new version of the Bovians that doesn't use the dark side of the force in their creation. But I'm willing to try." He admitted.


Eloise Dinn

 

[Eloise Dinn]

Eloise was ready to leave this whole thing behind, when the ex-Sith tried to barter a deal. Information on alkahest, in exchange for him no longer selling Bovians. She sighed. "Maybe try Phylis Alince ? Or Cotan Sar'andor ." Both were people she had heard of, but didn't know.

"This is going to be difficult for me to create a new version of the Bovians that doesn't use the Dark Side of the Force in their creation. But I'm willing to try."

"Well, good for you." She still didn't see how he was using it to begin with if nothing was being hurt, but then maybe some things in life were immoral even if they did no visible harm. Maybe he was sundering some spiritual aspect of the Force, doing damage to something she couldn't see. Whatever. "I'm not exactly an expert, and I won't be a go-between. I have more important things to do. Contact the people I mentioned, or do the research yourself."

Cameron Tyris​