Sith Me All Night Long | TSE Dominion of Orinackra

[Amaya Cardei]

Upon entering the detention center, the Sith were greeted by a ghoulish sight. Ghosts of prisoners past all turned to them each one looked pertrubed as if the Sith had just intruded on a rather special event. In moments the ghosts disappeared, and a slight rattle could be heard. The doors to the cells began to shake, footsteps were heard followed by hellish screams of torture. The detention center itself was dark, damp and had a foul must about the air - the stentch of death and flesh that had rot here. Beneath them the floor would shake and a rather loud, "GET OUT!" Could be heard, someone was in charge there certainly and whoever it was - did not want the Sith there. "I know your kind... SITH. BE GONE!"

One if not two of the Sith there would be tossed off their feet, the others would feel a heavy hand on their shoulders, while at least one would feel the burning sensation of scratch marks left fresh on their back. Charlyra narrowed her gaze, "well it seems we have a welcoming party, m'lords." She nodded toward Lord Toth, black wisps of the Netherworld surged by the group. "Right then," she turned to the group, "take these ghosts, banish them, bind them, do what you must to eliminate them. Lord Toth is right, the Emperor's will must be done and this detention center must be cleansed."

[member="Eye of Solomon"] | [member="Kaalia Pavanos"] | [member="Trayze Tesar"] | [member="Funami Teriyaki"] | [member="Darth Immortuos"] | [member="Credius Nargath"]

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[Kaalia Pavanos]

With the arrival of the remaining people to join the group in their exploration of the detention center, they made their way inside. Avacyn still found the presence of Funami with the rest of the group to be an odd one, though the girl wasn't her responsibility. The woman had enough to take care of herself already to also spend time finding out how she had gotten here and if she had any parents or guardians looking for her. Finally, it was her apprentice Charlyra who made her way to the detention center.

"No need for apologies, such things happen. And indeed, we should move."

Upon entry, it quite quickly became clear that the rumors had not come from nothing. The sheer oppressiveness of the numbers of ghostly presences made it difficult for Avacyn to keep her personal apparition 'alive'. After flickering away and returning a number of times, she managed to stabilize it once more. It was through the forces of the Netherworld that she was able to create this incorporeal being that she could control, the vast amount of opposing forces would prove to be a great interference in her link between it and herself.

Luckily, however, it also came with a benefit. She could interact with the ghosts in a much more direct manner. "I shall see if I can find what keeps the spirits here, preventing them from moving on and into the Netherworld." After flickering out of sight and back in, Avacyn had made a few steps forward. "I will need a corporeal pair of eyes, as well. Funami, won't you come along?"

[member="Eye of Solomon"] | [member="Sith Muse"] | [member="Trayze Tesar"] | [member="Funami Teriyaki"] | [member="Darth Immortuos"] | [member="Credius Nargath"]​

 

[Vaylin]

News of a concert on Orinackra had been music to Vaylin's ears. Ever since she had returned from the Netherworld with Kaalia and their fellow Valkyries, the Zabrak had been eager to find something else to break up the monotony that was training newcomers. Don't get her wrong, Vaylin enjoyed it and put all effort into it. She was proud to have a hand in crafting new Noviciates into potential Valkyries, but it was something that could very quickly grow dull. The adventure into the Netherworld had been a welcome change, but it had been the equivalent of stepping out of a fire and into a volcano.

Vaylin hadn't known what she was getting herself into then, and she had returned from that hellscape with some new perspectives. One in particular had revolved around Kaalia and Ishana. Before that point she hadn't a clue about that side to the Valkyrie Matriarch. To Vaylin there had only ever been Darth Avacyn, not the woman who had torn a path through the Netherworld to reach her love.

That had thrown the Zabrak through a loop, but also got her thinking. And it was the reason why she hadn't hesitated to invite [member="Jorryn Fordyce"].

It had been far too long since she had physically been around the Echani. Holocalls were nice, but they were hardly the same thing. So this concert had provided the perfect excuse to fix that grevous error.

Vaylin had arrived to the music already rocking the ground. Years back it would've been absolutely jarring, but these days she liked it. You kinda had to when you had Aria Vale as a Master. The Zabrak remained close to the entrance, waiting for Jorryn to arrive. Much as she wanted to get into the thick of it, Vaylin knew it was going to be next to impossible to find her in the dense crowd.

"Lady Moirai?"

She arched an eyebrow as a voice managed to rise above the thunderous music. Vaylin turned to see it was one of the venue's hired attendants.

"Yes?"

"We have a seating box ready for you, if I may escort you?"

"I'm currently waiting for someone, we'll make our own way there if we wish to." It was polite, but there was a particular edge to Vaylin's tone that made the attendant bow quickly and walk away without another word. She hadn't intended to come across like that, but the Zabrak was feeling...nervous?

No, surely that wasn't right.

[member="Kaalia Pavanos"] | [member="Sith Muse"] | [member="Vaulkhar"]​

 

[Credius Nargath]

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As the Sith made their way into the inner sanctum of the old building, none was probably more positively shocked than Darth Halcyon himself, who actually almost felt extatic rather than affraid when the ghostly apparitions turned in unison towards the group. Cold eyes, see-through forms, ghastly and ghostly at the same time, numerous and impressive, these 'ghosts' were interesting, but for some reason, they were far too similar to the apparition which had been brought forth by Darth Avacyn, making the Sith Lord wonder how he would be able to truly discern the difference, find these apparitions' reason, science and mathematic existence. Alas, when the voice, wailing and loud, was heard...Darth Halcyon could feel himself being thrown backwards, skidding on his boots accross the dilapitated floor several meters further back. As he got up again, he wondered if this was a force push or not, though he wasn't sure wether or not these things could even interact with the living force at all. Avacyn's avatar had not used it either, despite her displeased demeanor of earlier, hightening his curiosity and his desire to figure out what it was which brought forth these images.

"Fascinating, just fascinating to find such...intricate things," His hands moved upwards as he started to chuckle. Sparks of black electricity crackling around his fingers while he watched how Darth Avacyn's avatar called upon the (pressumably) youngest among them and as he had witnessed how the Sith Lady's apparition had reacted, flickering faintly when it came close to the many apparitions which seemed to populate the place beforehand, the Sith Lord was determined to see just how much these 'ghosts' relied on or interfered with the force, even now that they were no longer visible, the fact that doors had moved and he had been pushed backwards...meant that there had to be some sort of presence within this place, living or dead did not matter. "Milords, Milady, dear acolyte...If you all would be so kind as not to move an inch from where you stand...allow me to 'conduct' an experiment."

Fueling himself with the thick and abundant dark side energy present at the place, the air grew cold and stale around Darth Halcyon as he drew in the power of the dark side into himself, his eyes brightly glowing behind his smoked duraplast mask, the crimson Dantari crystals upon his gauntlets shuddered and emanated a bloodred aura when soaking up, channeling and elevating the Sith Lord's attunement to the force. "Let the experiment...commence..." Presice bolts of electricity flowed from his fingertips, his own will upon the force strengthened by the crystals on his gauntlets in order to more accurately control and more strongly exude the force lightning with the intent to literally cast an entire grid of lightning onto the place, carefully avoiding the ones 'somewhat' living within his surroundings. "Lord Immortuos, as I am well aware, you are more attuned to the netherrealm than any of us...if you would be so kind to assist me in this matter and use your senses to screen this place, we might find out a bit more about the apparitions of earlier. Lord Toth, Lady Charlyra if you would be so kind to hone your senses...there might be some clue around for us to uncover this mystery."

 

[Trayze Tesar]

One does not simply Force grapple a ghost. One apparently does not do many things with a ghost, as Trayze Tesar found out the hard way. What felt like icy water and razor sharp needles flowed around him as he attempted to grab one of the ghosts with the Force resulted in burning scratches on his left shoulder blade and arm, pressing down as the ethereal black mist retreated further into the detention center. Steadying his breath, the Kiffar assessed what the Valkyrie and the Matriarch had said. "Lady Avacyn..." he regained his composure. "...I am not certain how well this..." the Kiffar paused for a few moments to gather his thoughts. "...this...situation may bode for your...presence with us. If you must gather your strength, we will wait for your guidance, or..." he paused, trying to frame the last part to not show disrespect to the Triumvir of Strength. "...allow the Acolytes to prove ourselves and not risk any...damage done to you."

He was still reeling from the revelation of not one, but several supernatural entities. Trayze did not know much of the Force, but what he could rely on was his training as an Imperial Peacekeeper. That training screamed protect the assets, and to lay down one's life if needed to protect the Lords.

Speaking of protection...

As Halcyon and Immortous conducted their "experiment", he subconsciously shielded the pink haired Sith from whatever fell magicks being wrought this eve. "Miss Teriyaki, stay with Lady Avacyn. If there is anyone who can protect you better than I can, it would be her." he paused and added for clarification. "You are a fellow apprentice of Lord Vaulkhar...any injury upon you would be...regrettable."

Of course, this was the protective instincts taught to him in the Peacekeeper Academy, to serve, protect, and sacrifice for the safety of the Empire and its inhabitants. He would join the other Sith Lords, utilizing his own investigative prowess and psychometry to piece together what exactly happened and what the ghostlike entities were...


[member="Sith Muse"] | [member="Funami Teriyaki"] | [member="Kaalia Pavanos"]

 

[Amaya Cardei]

"My apologies, but I cannot entertain such experiments, the will of the Emperor means that I must investigate on my own, however, Lord Toth you are welcomed to join me as are you Lord Immortuous." Charlyra declined to remain at Nagrath's side. Instead she headed off to the right, and upon doing so could feel the energy shift. "intriguing." She looked about the hall, dark as it was there seemed to be nothing out of place. She turned a moment and found that Lord Toth had indeed moved to accompany her. "Do you feel that." It was more a statement than a question, the howling that proceeded through the hall. Then a soft cry, an apparition appeared out in the distance. Then just like that the apparition was gone, curious she stretched out a hand to pull at the Force in an attempt to recall the apparition. A trip through to the Netherworld recently had meant gaining certain abilities. Unfortunately the apparition did not want to be revealed again however a small faint black line began to appear. "A child's game I see."

[member="Eye of Solomon"]

 

[Funami Teriyaki]

A glance at Trayze, surprised he actually called her Miss Teriyaki, and her gaze returned to the apparition, still unable to believe or comprehend the strange figure before her. Listening to the conversation unveiled a bit about the mystery and, most importantly, revealed to the pink-haired Sith this surprisingly friendly apparition was Darth Avacyn in one way or another. Nodding to herself as realization finally dawned on her, the Sithling felt her cheeks turn red in embarrassment. Lowering her eyes to the ground, she desired to be even smaller at that moment.

The large number of Sith allocated to solve the haunting actually spelled trouble, for it meant the issue was more serious than Funami had originally thought. Shifting nervously, the Sithling started softly humming a jolly tune sure to keep any and all spooks away.

Deliberately remaining in the back of the group, the little girl entered last and peered into the oppressive darkness over the tall bodies of her fellow Sith. Catching a passing glance of multiple transparent forms, Funami raised a hand, fell into the Force, and loosed a blast of concussive power at the ghastly figures. She feared no ghosts! That, and she wanted to discover if her mind could possibly battle one. While ethereal, ghosts still existed in the Force, and if her mind commanded the Force, did that mean she could grab one with her thoughts? She did not know and there was only one way to find out! They disappeared the moment her push threatened to reveal the answer.

“Oh no, they got away!” The smallest Sith announced, pouting. “Hmph! Well, they won’t be leaving this place alive when I'm done with them!”

A cold, cold hand landed on her shoulder, making the Sithling jump before she unleashed another telekinetic attack without even taking aim. Aside from whipping up a cloud of dust and crashing against a wall, it did precious little. Funami clenched her fists into balls of anger. Getting jumpscared wasn't among her reasons why she enjoyed ghost stories.

Hearing her name attracted Funami’s attention and she spun to face the ghost of Darth Avacyn.

“Of-of course, my lord!” The Sithling stuttered. “I’ll be happy to accompany you.”

She wasn't and had very little choice in the matter, being an acolyte.

To Trayze's words of advice, she replied with a nod, unaware of his help.

[member="Sith Muse"] | [member="Trayze Tesar"] | [member="Credius Nargath"] | [member="Kaalia Pavanos"]​

 

[Trayze Tesar]

The moment Trayze touched the ground he was...overwhelmed. Memories and moments assaulted and screamed against his mind's eye in rapid succession, to swift and bold to be properly deciphered. Rising once more to his feet, holding his head that rung with the screams of the damning dead.

"What...the hell happened here?" he exhaled, gradually forgetting formalities as his mind reeled into the procedure of professionalism. "This was a detention center that just was built, right? There haven't been any Sith out here until now...that we know of..." Trayze grumbled and paced about. "Such a powerful ritual shouldn't have gone unnoticed...forgive my novice asking but....I imagine Force Projection doesn't come as easy as Teriyaki tossing things about with psychokinesis." he addressed the Triumvir. He may not be a sorcerer, but he was a detective. That meant he had to keep a cool head and observe all aspects of the situation.

[member="Sith Muse"] | [member="Funami Teriyaki"] | [member="Credius Nargath"] | [member="Kaalia Pavanos"]​

 

[Adriana Fortemps]

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It had far too long since Jorryn had been able to escape the confines of Yavin Prime, her duties as Inquisitor leaving her cooped up finalizing Imperial documents and the such without so much as a vacation for a good sum of time now. A concert far away from her office was a great way to shake off some of the monotony that her job had left her feeling, and it had been to long since the Echani and her girlfriend, [member="Vaylin"], had spent quality time together due to their jobs keeping them busy and away from one another.

The flight to the planet felt far too long as the Inquisitor stared out the spaceport into the darkness, staring at nothing as her mind was occupied with thoughts of the girl waiting for her. A somewhat naive kind of eagerness that was part of a first relationship and being apart from one another for such an extended period of time. It didn't take too long after the ship had landed for the silver haired Sith to find her way towards the Concert Hall, music already pounding as she could feel the stress of her job begin to melt away with every note.

She reached the entrance of the hall as a guard opened the door for her with a polite bow, one that Jorryn failed to acknowledge as her amber eyes already began to scan the figures inside to find her partner.

An uncomfortably strong feeling of relief came over the Sith as her gaze finally settled on the raven-haired figure standing near the entrance, a smile crossing her lips as she recognized the horns and shape of her partner.

"Hey, Vay."

Her tone held an attempt to sound cool, though a Tuskan could recognize the nerves in her voice.

"Waiting for someone?" The Echani said as she gingerly grabbed Vaylin's hand and wrapped it around her waist, raising herself to present her lips for a kiss before the Zabrak could respond.

 

[Darth Assimilus]

There had been much that had transpired over the next few moments. The addition of [member="Funami Teriyaki"] and Charlyra([member="Sith Muse"]), the retort of [member="Kaalia Pavanos"] and lastly the mistake of rank that had occured on Nulgaths behalf. Did his eyes fool him? As the group entered the detention center Darth Immortuos held his ground chewing his tongue or what was left of it. A quick reflective glance toward the ghost of the triumvir of power moving along was all he needed to continue on. The cold sting of his wounded ego resting apon his chest.

Tell me your location. And we would settle this within the minute. His inner thoughts echoed about in his head. Levitating himself off the ground the Sith Lord observed as the detention center was filled to the brim with spirits. The adverse reactions from his party members warranted more of similar nature, but Immortuos held only a stoic expression in the face of this new environment. Fools. This was not the first time the decrypid man had encountered a force ghost, wraith or spirit. It would not be his last either. The cold chill in the air and unwelcome touch of foreign ghosts was slightly interesting. There was some amusement to be found watching the rest of the party attempt to try and defend themselves or something of the like.

Turning his head Immortuos winced as the pink haired acolyte recklessly threw a telekinetic wave at a ghost to no effect. " Control yourself..." He uttered in a breath to the child and her friend [member="Trayze Tesar"] The Sith lord blinked at [member="Credius Nargath"] as the man displayed his power and control with force lightning. An excellent show of his knowledge as well.

"Lord Immortuos, as I am well aware, you are more attuned to the netherrealm than any of us...if you would be so kind to assist me in this matter and use your senses to screen this place, we might find out a bit more about the apparitions of earlier. Lord Toth, Lady Charlyra if you would be so kind to hone your senses...there might be some clue around for us to uncover this mystery."

" Do I now?" he asked walking forward. Ofcourse he knew he did, Nulgath was just enjoying himself now. One of the ghosts screamed as he did so lashing out with claws. With a purple flash of light the attack was deflected off an invisible barrier around Immortuos and the faint silhouette of two ghosts fighting one another faded into the void. Strange. " During more ancient times the Sith sorcerers of old were rumored to bind the spirits of restless spirits to themselves. Use their power as their own, become forces to be reckoned with... The amount of power that could be gained here." His sudden fascination was apparent. Acknowledging Charlyra and Darth Toth's observation down the hall and agreeing with their senses. Immortuos pivoted his body toward their direction to assist.

" There needs not be any games here." His eyes ignited a purple glow and the physical world fell from his view in a blinding flash. Every ghost, spirit and spiritual anomaly he could see without flaw. Force Sight. The black aura of a specific ghost was the least of the parties worries. For what could be seen deep into the detention center excited him and gave cause for concern. " Down the hall Charlyra. It is still there."

" What is going on here?" He asked lowly but no audible answer could be heard. Only the whispers of howling winds came to his ears. Something he could make sense of.

" What is your plan Lord Halcyon?"

 

[Amaya Cardei]

"Lord Immortuous," Charlyra remarked, "you are correct - it is this power that we seek this evening."

The sheer amount of power to be harnessed here was remarkable. The Battle Sister's eyes began to glow a magenta hue as she focused on the electromagnetic lines, "yes - but it's not alone." The spiritual creature that had made an appearance was merely the bait. As the group moved the energy shifted again and the temperature dropped, and it continued to drop as they progressed down the hall. Charlyra pulled at the Force her hand outstretched as if tugging on a rope. "The line continues down this way..." The hall broke into three different directions with the line moving to the left. As they rounded the corner an image appeared before them. A ghastly figure of an Imperial, a Moff from the old Galactic Empire he turned to the group and appeared to reach out toward them but his figure dissipated.

[member="Credius Nargath"] | [member="Darth Immortuos"] | [member="Eye of Solomon"]

Meanwhile, for Kaalia and two others...

They would be met with a different apparition. The detention center itself was not new and had been around since the old Galactic Empire if not just before those days. A wretched smell of mold, accented with the pungent taste of burnt hair as they continued on their path. They were headed into the mental ward of the old detention center. Here there was a stillness, a stale feeling as the trio walked forward and for Darth Avacyn she would be able to see the spirits of the suffering those who had not crossed over. Spirits who had been wronged in their lives, spirits who were now trapped by a darker more foreboding figure. Some would reach out for the Matriarch and others would turn away. Still, there were those who wished to have no part of the visitors, and as [member="Funami Teriyaki"] and [member="Trayze Tesar"] walked a chair would be tossed on either side. Jail doors would be heard slamming, and a voice, "GET OUT!"

 

[Vaulkhar]

More musicians had come and gone, but Vaulkhar had not been as pleased with the following bands and performances. It wasn't that he found them bad or untalented, but there was something about his future purchase that truly caught his interests. Perhaps it was the louder, grittier sound they performed with. Maybe it was just the look, but something truly called out to him and he refused to miss such an opportunity. And so he waited patiently for the arrival of the servant he had sent off. The appointments scheduled for him were apparently cleared for whatever reason, allowing him the chance for a swift escape with what he bought. He tore his attention away from the latest performance as he was approached from behind.

The servant had returned with a smile on his face. Behind him came the band Vaulkhar had purchased with most of their gear on hand. An updated itinerary was given to him, revealing the ship had already been loaded and ready for departure.

"Wonderful... Come along, the lot of you. I'll bother with the payments later on, but you'll all be working for me from now on," Vaulkhar moved to depart as the rabble gathered to follow after him. In typical Vaulkhar fashion, he had decided to purchase the slaves and offer them a place at his home. A place where they would be free men and women, where they could work for him if wanted. It was the best he'd be able to do, but it was something to be proud of.

 

[Kaalia Pavanos]

"Good! And there is no need to be afraid as long as you stick with me." The various telekinetic attacks Funami had aimed at the ghostly beings haunting the facility had not gone by Darth Avacyn unnoticed. "We will be looking for anything that could point us towards whatever keeps these spirits here, but I will need a good extra pair of eyes in case I miss anything." If this girl wished to be a proper Sith, Avacyn was more than happy to treat her as one, though she would not forget that she was a child. "Think you can do that?" The apparition gave her a smile laden with encouragement.

The apparition then turned towards Trayze as he spoke to her, lending him her ear for the moment. Although he wasn't working with the exact proper details necessary just yet, the fact he showed a willingness to use critical thinking showed potential. "The facility itself was built quite some time ago. Anything could have happened, really, a ritual isn't out of the question." The ghostly being flickered forward little, seemingly looking for anything out of the ordinary. "My vision in the corporeal world is limited, though I can see the energies of the Netherworld more clearly. I cannot say for sure what has caused the souls to be stuck here, so we should begin with finding the cause."

She once again looked towards Trayze, then to Funami. "Would you mind coming with me as well? I am sure Funami here won't mind."

The trio moved through the detention center and as they did, Avacyn's apparition seemed to be an interesting appearance for some of the lost souls that drifted here. To one of the beings that reached out to her, she sought to converse. "We wish to help you move on. Forgive me for asking, but is there anything you can remember that help us in any way?" She didn't want to directly ask the spirit about the circumstances of their death. It was rarely a good idea.

[member="Trayze Tesar"] | [member="Funami Teriyaki"] ​

 

[Credius Nargath]

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"Well...that was a pointless use of the force," Credius sighed as the group had split up, with the spectral image and the child having gone one way and the rest into another direction. Trying to see if he could reach out to whatever was causing these images and ghosts through a more practical application of the force was apparently not interesting enough. Letting out a sigh, Darth Halcyon just kept silent and followed the group that had went down to the right, feeling slightly annoyed by how quickly his desire to experiment in this place had been dismissed and ignored by his fellow sith. Though he listened to how the Valkyrie sensed and searched through her connection with the force on how to find the source of these images, the image of what seemed to be an imperial moff of a bygone era didn't even bother the Sith Lord. "We've got one application of the force so far...whatever is behind this has so far only shown power even below the capacity of a mere acolyte, surprising given the amount of power in the dark side which emanates, drenching these walls and air around us. Would it be possible that the closer we come to its source, the stronger its power may manifest itself?"

 

[Trayze Tesar]

"Miss Teriyaki is more than capable of blasting away illusions." the Kiffar noted, then bowed slightly. "Where the Lord commands, an Acolyte follows."
Interrogation was something that Trayze knew well enough. However, he preferred his participants among the living, though this should be an interesting situation regardless. When the spirit appeared, rattling about like a rat stuck in a cage, Trayze instinctively readied himself for battle, shielding the child Sith from any potential harm. Years of hostage rescue and protection would not go easily, even if the subject of this protectiveness being an occasionally insufferable brat. Duty over desire Trayze thought the maxim of the Imperial Peacekeepers sardonically as he noted his current behaviour.

Once it was clear that Lady Avacyn had begun to communicate with the entity, did he relax somewhat, extending his senses across the cell. The last thing he wanted was a cheeky poltergeist accosting any of his party.

[member="Kaalia Pavanos"] | [member="Funami Teriyaki"]​

 

[Kaalia Pavanos]

Ishana gasped for air for a second and immediately Kaalia put an arm around her wife for support, in case she needed it. Even though they were here now, Kaalia was still worried about Ishana's wellbeing. The stubborn nature of the brunette and the fact she didn't often share her feelings created moments that Kaalia found difficult to deal with. Despite going through what no doubt was a traumatic experience, it was often like Ishana wanted to act like nothing was wrong. Still, Kaalia was patient. Hopefully time would be the key to Ishana accepting more support.

"There is nothing I wouldn't do for you. What kind of wife would I be otherwise, if I didn't do everything I could?" Kaalia had risked her life to save Ishana's, but she would do it again without a second thought, and as many times as she had to. "Besides, I told you I would drag you back into the world of the living," added with a tone that was slightly more upbeat. "No way I am going to let the kids lose their ma like that."

It was then when Kaalia took a quick look around, spotting a familiar face. Vaylin was here too, and as rare of a sight as it was she was flanked by her girlfriend. The redhead's previous albeit short interactions with Jorryn hadn't left her with the most positive image of the echani, but it wasn't her place to question Vaylin's attraction to her.

The music started playing, prompting Kaalia to return her attention to Ishana. "Want to go to our seats?"

[member="Ishana Pavanos"]​

 

[Funami Teriyaki]

“O-okay,” Funami uttered and nodded. “Thanks.”

Avacyn’s apparition had displayed a softer, more caring side, not entirely common among Sith. Her encouragement worked like a balm on the pink-haired acolyte’s nerves and even though her somewhat tired expression did not convey it properly, Funami felt grateful. Hopefully she’d be able to repay the kindness in some way.

“Sure. I can do that.” She replied without hesitation. Follow the Darth’s ghost about and look for anything suspicious, it sounded easy enough. Indeed, she could do that, at least until someone asked her to sense the evil in the air. Born an exceptionally powerful telekinetic, Funami had not been as lucky in other aspects of the Force, and thus remained completely oblivious to the sheer number of ghosts lingering about. Slowly, her fluffy slippers shuffled over the filthy ground and followed after Avacyn. The dark, creepy hallways practically breathed cold. She was happy for bringing her red cape. It did not protect her from the smell of centuries of rot. That was the worst so far, so bad it threatened to turn her stomach. Parting her lips, the girl started breathing with her mouth and found some relief from the overpowering stench that coated the place.

Trayze’s rambling as he tried to explain the hauntings did not go unnoticed. To her credit, Funami did understand most of it. What the heck was Force projection though…? Confused, the child cocked an eyebrow and shrugged, observing the acolyte at work. A diligent, hardworking man, he seemed to have the right idea about the place.

The detention center had the same gloomy atmosphere about it. Walking through and occasionally spying a ghost out of the corner of her eye, Funami crossed her arms and wrapped the cape tighter around herself. The chilly air licked her skin with increased intensity now.

The stray souls did not take kindly to strangers, but tossing a chair was too much for Funami. Acting on instinct, the small child fell into the Force. Her brow furrowed with sheer focus as a multi-layered barrier formed around her small body, promising safety from any and all attacks. Raised around gangsters and unsavory types, the girl had learned how to project a shield in early childhood, and had practiced the ability extensively throughout her life. Capable of withstanding high powered slugs, she mentally prayed the Force field strong enough to keep creepy ghostly hands out as well. One scare was enough for the night and she had no intention to get hit by ghosts thrashing about.

“Hi!” She whispered to the rare restless spirit who apparently communicated with the Sith lord, her pink crown peeking from behind Avacyn’s ghost-like body. The girl's violet eyes opened wide and peered into the darkness, spotting nothing at all. At times like this, she really hated her inability to sense through the Force and see what rested beyond physical sight.

[member="Kaalia Pavanos"] | [member="Trayze Tesar"] | [member="Sith Muse"]​

 

[Trayze Tesar]

"Miss Teriyaki..." Trazye would gently speak to the Sithling. "You're speaking to air...trust me." He never really knew that the proficiency of psychokinesis would result in her being practically blind in sensing, but that didn't seem to stop Funami from chipperly chatting up the specter. Or trying to at least.

Hovering his hand over the Sithling's head, he would simply ask. "May I?" with this, he would use a Force trick to allow lend his eyes to the young girl, so she could better assess the situation. That is, if the young child would drop the protective bubble long enough for Trayze to allow to do so. Hindsight, Lady Avacyn would be far better to teach the young girl, but he couldn't risk the Triumvir from being distracted. They were both apprentices of Lord Vaulkhar, so perhaps Funami would be more receptive to someone she saw regularly than someone leagues above her in stature.

[member="Kaalia Pavanos"] | [member="Funami Teriyaki"] | [member="Sith Muse"]​

 

[Amaya Cardei]

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Kaalia did drag Ishana right out of Hades' hands that she knew certain. "Yeah, let's go ahead and take a seat," Ishana remarked as she held on to her wife for a little longer than she'd like. They would apparently occupy one of the box seats at the venue. She gave Kaal a faint smile of reassurance, and a squeeze of her wife's hand. As they took their seats she could scarcely recognize the other people around them. Her memories were still off, everything felt like a blur and then there were the moments she swore she could see the dead or that her hands felt a lot colder than they should.

The band that had been on stage were sent off - as someone had purchased them.

A Mirialan woman approached the microphone and announced the next act, along with the particulars of the band members. "This is probably the weirdest salve auction that I have ever been to," Ishana muttered under her breath. Settling into her seat it wasn't long until the next band came up to perform, a set of half-breed Sith purebloods, a Nautolan and a few Twi'leks for good measure.

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[member="Kaalia Pavanos"]

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Charlyra did her best to restrain an eye-roll at the sound of Nargath's voice, it came off like nails on a chalkboard. Or perhaps it was just his demeanor, at any rate, the Sister was having none of it. Instead, she focused on, what she could and focused on the old Moff. She had not quite harnessed the same power as the Matriarch but as she adjusted her vision and proceeded onward. The floor beneath them all had been made of duracrete shouldn't make the sounds that it did and yet Charlyra could not help but hear the sounds of heavy footsteps. "Lord Toth... Immortuous..." Her voice trailed as it softened as everything went quiet, too quiet not even the air seemed to move.Then came a knock from behind the group, as if a heavy hand had been pressed - for six times it sounded.

Then a rush of what was assumed to be water crossed their feet, but when they looked down it was blood. Fresh, human blood.

On the other side of the detention center, the Matriarch had attempted to reach out to the ghosts, those restless spirits. "Pain." Followed by, "trapped." The spirit would say no more, and quickly disappeared. A gut wrenching scream of terror followed from down the hall. For these three, there too would be silence - an absolute deafening silence that seemed to absorb any and all sound that it could. This would also be followed by six knocks from what seemed to be a door behind the group.

"There." A spirit whispered to the Matriarch giving the woman only an inkling of a direction in which to go. "Hurry."

"He knows."

[member="Funami Teriyaki"] | [member="Trayze Tesar"] | [member="Credius Nargath"] | [member="Darth Immortuos"] | [member="Eye of Solomon"]

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[Trayze Tesar]

The strong sensation of death and bloodshed pressed through the underneath of his skin and body, and shook himself away from the Sithling before it could affect her. Someone knew they were here, they were coming.

Trayze was filled with adrenaline, his body coating itself in cold sweat. "Funami, piggyback ride. Now." he lowered himself so that the pink haired girl could clamber onto his back. He could run faster than her, but he would not leave anyone behind. Seeing the Triumvir bolt off in a direction, he would follow suit, the small child clamped to his back.

"I'll need you to push them away for me, okay?" The Kiffar spoke in a far less formal tone, belying the panic he felt and trying to keep a brave face for Funami. "I'll spot 'em, and you can blast 'em like Kalt's illusions."

He would turn to the Triumvir. "With your permission, Lady Avacyn, I shall see Miss Teriyaki to safety and will return into the fray." he paused. "It is not cowardice, it is merely recognizing that a child has no place in a room full of ghosts. She'll be the largest target and I do not intend on anyone dying this evening."

Funami Teriyaki | Sith Muse | Credius Nargath | Darth Immortuos | Eye of Solomon​