Private Sithing in wait

[Hild Valor]

Refueling station
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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It is easy to track down someone with an army if you have enough contacts in the criminal world. Or criminal worlds. Hild has acquired quite the web of contacts over the years, and by surviving for so long she outlived many of her business rivals. This is not a profession for those trying to live long. Most... Well, they do not live long. Her old way of living, through fear and hiding, did help her evade problems. But that is the past.

The New Hild Valor is walking straight to what she used to run away from. She needs it. She wants it. If the Force is hers to wield, then she will wield it and finally take control of her life.

Step number one, find a Sith. Any Sith. The Jedi are... not a possibility given some of her actions from the past. Besides, it doesn't feel right to seek them out. It feels alien, wrong. The idea of tracking down the Sith, despite their fearsome fame, seems to be the right choice. And it eventually happens. One of her contacts sends her the information, however it was acquired, about where to find 'One of the important-looking ones' and when.

... That's not a lot to go by, the Sith are usually carrying themselves with pride, arrogance, and dark-robbed fashion. Still, it is all she has, a set of coordinates and a very short time window.

Buying passage is easy. As always, she uses one of her fake identichips to buy herself a one-way ticket to the refueling station. Because the Force cannot magically fuel the ships and feed the troops. Be funny if it could. But even armies need to stop and stock up on supplies.

Her build makes her stand out, despite the cloak. Doesn't matter. She's not hiding anymore. Hild walks through the station trying to plot... something. She's there, yes, but what now? Hild sits on a few nearby crates, her eyes set on the Sith soldiers protecting the docking access to their ship, where the Sith probably resides. Throw herself on top of the soldiers and try to run inside? No, that'd be dumb. Activate her lightsaber to attract attention? Even dumber, she doesn't want the whole station to stare at her and probably try to steal her lightsaber when she drops her guard. What about...

... Yeah, that might work.

Hild closes her eyes to focus and think really, really hard. Her lessons on how the Force works are flawed and incomplete. That was on purpose, sadly, and now she's trying to fix that by joining with the Sith society. But this should work, in theory. In theory. With enough focus perhaps she can call out to the Sith. It is certainly better than all of her previous ideas.

"Come on, come on, comeoncomeoncomeon..."

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[Darth Laesis]

For a minute silence filled the air, the only thing able to be heard was the marches from the many soldiers, ready to eliminate any movement they see. They wore red, and had a symbol on their uniforms. This symbol looked to be of the ALLEGIANCE FIRST ORDER, meaning the prime leader of it was soon to be of arrival.

Minutes it felt like passed, and then a huge sounds came blowing through the clouds...
A ship.
The ship was flying fast and steady as it landed on the ground of the hundreds of soldiers. These soldiers stopped and looked at the ship, and got into a steady stare.

The hanger of the ship opened revealing two Imperial Guards, and a death trooper. They both began walking off the platform and they stood together, the Death Trooper in the middle, he began to speak.

"Salutations team A-234. This refueling station has been known to have an unknown status, keep your guard as what your leader stated."

Just as he ended smoke came from the platform. Revealing something unlike any other thing the troops have seen. A Sith..
The Sith was tall, and had a hooded figure. A mask skull like, and gloves. One of the two more dark for some reason. The Sith walked steadily and slowly down the platform. His hands clenched into balls as he walks down, for the first time...people didn't feel anger in the air, but a sense of calmness.

He puts two fingers up, and the troopers stand straighter and put two fingers to their forehead like a salute. Then the sith clenched his hand into the ball while in the air, and a group of 20 soldiers seemed to be inside the ship. The ship for some reason left without him.

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[Hild Valor]

Refueling station
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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It worked. Apparently. There's the target, a real, living, scary Sith. The group of soldiers only make the situation scarier, but at least the ship is gone. Worst case scenario, Hild will face an almost certainly impossible mission, surviving a Sith and his small troop.

It beats surviving a definitely impossible mission of surviving a Sith and his entire army aboard his ship. So far, things are looking good.

Sometimes survival is all about having the right mindset and a healthy dose of sarcasm to endure through life. Alright then... Now what.

Hild freezes in place for a few seconds. She... should have a speech ready or something. She briefly considers the idea of showing her lightsaber the idea is quickly discarded as suicidal. And she hopes to survive the day. This whole thing is about starting a new life for herself, to be better. To face life and win.

Alright. To the karking space with having second thought, logical plans or good ideas. Lacking any of those alternatives, Hild chooses a bad, illogical plan. She stands up. That alone makes herself stand out more in a crowd. Few are as tall as she is, and most are not human-looking. And then she walks forward. Slowly. No sudden movements to not alert the troopers. The 7'2'' tall Valkyri that is Hild walks towards the Sith and stops when she's sure she is visible.

"I want to join the Order. Of the Sith."

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[Darth Laesis]

He snaps his head as quick as a bolt and places his hand out and force pushes her back into a rock. He makes sure it isn't hard, but also makes sure that she knows the Sith means business.

He stood upon her. Fists clench, but it still felt like he was calm? A very confusing feeling. The soldiers lined up and stared at her for what seemed to be hours.
The hood of the Sith blows off revealing long curly hair from the back of his head. The mask seems to be fully connected to the head...weird?

The Sith turns around to his imperial guardians, he puts his pinkie and ring finger up and points at the unknown girl. The imperial soldiers look at him for a moment, like they were confused, until the Death Trooper smacked one in the back of the head and pointed towards the girl.
The Imperial Guardians went up to the girl and spoke, with what seemed like just a normal male voice.

"The creator does not trust someone that comes from nowhere! Tell us what you wish, and if you say something we don't like we'll uhhh...hey do you know what he asked us to do with her if she doesn't answer to orders?"

The right one spoke in confusion, the Left one speaking quickly

"Why would I know?..I bet he wants us to like..uh hit her?"

They stared back at the unknown girl waiting for her answer.

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[Hild Valor]

Refueling station
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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OOOF.

The surprise makes her lose her air. It doesn't hurt as much as she expected, but it is not very... pleasant to be at someone's mercy. She's not strong enough to fight it, so she doesn't. Even if she could, she wouldn't. To pick a fight is not a good way to buy her way in.

Is it?

Still, so far, so good. She's still alive. She can still plead her case. She's not feeling rage, anger or murderous intent coming from the Sith, so there's hope. Maybe it was her fault for approaching so bluntly? Perhaps. Hild waits for... a while. Is this a test of some sort or...?

Hild watches the mask. Then the signals being given. And the translators. Oh. Oooh. That... makes sense. Her situation is just a bit harder now, but it makes sense. She remains still, not fighting against the powers keeping her pinned. Her best chance is probably using her words. Unless the guards try to hit her, then she might try to hit them back, even if she fails. "I am..." She pauses. She has many names. The original name, the chosen name, the criminal name... "Hild. I want to join the Sith. To complete my training and become one as well."

She looks to the Sith. "My Master died. Not by my hand, but he did" She refrains from telling the whole story in public. Too many details, but she's clearly angry at not being the one to take that life. "I want power."

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[Darth Laesis]

He looked down at her...He looked up at the reddish sky..the sun setting.
The sith puts some hand signals up at the guardians and they look at confusion again. The Death trooper sighs in anger.

"We actually have an interesting case and you guys cannot understand simple commands?! He is interested in her, get her and take her inside the hanger."

They nod at the trooper. The trooper brings out a button like remote and presses a few buttons.
Then there it is again, a huge ship one of the biggest of the galaxies. It lands down beside everyone and all the troopers. They look at each other one last time.

"Y-you first man.."

They take their weapons and point it at the girl, nodding at her to go on the ship. At the same time she sees that the Sith is boarding the ship as well.

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[Hild Valor]

Refueling station
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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Hild has a bad case of dejavu.

Her messy life went downhill when a Sith boarded a ship to take her in. And there she stands, about to walk into a Sith's ship. But this time it's because she wants it.

Wants and needs are strong motivators. If she was lucky enough to land a good chance, she'll follow along to know more. Her old Master, may his rotten remains not rest in peace, used to say there are no coincidences, only signs.

Well, Hild hates the man's memory so much she purposely spits on some of his teachings, but maybe, just maybe, he was right on this and this alone.

She casts a glance at the troopers pointing weapons at her. Those are two funny guys. "Oh yes, send the defenseless maiden first, that is so brave." She speaks with a tone only for those two. She lives and breathes sarcasm, and this is a good way to vent how nervous she is.

The 7'2'', armed, defenseless maiden with enough muscle power to crush a man's skull between her hands (probably, to be tested one day if she ever meets someone who angers her enough) walks forward before she can be hit and heads into the massive ship. "... This thing is bigger than some cities I've visited..."

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[Darth Laesis]

The guards look at her, scared it looks like. They were only around 6'4-6'5. They start cackling jokes under their breaths to each other jokes. Nasty jokes, and just mean jokes.

"Where did someone so...goofy like you come from anyways? Mustafar? You're worse than when the masters whose face got burnt off...hehe."

They cackle at her because it amuses them. They take her to a dark room. Very dark nothing is visible at all. They sit her down with metal seals, like cuffs. The one on the left gives her one last look.

"Good luck, I don't think Darth Laesis wants to deal with somebody the size of a planet!"

They let out one last laugh but hurry away, they are scared of her. The room is in full darkness, and from nowhere she hears breathing..like it's from a respirator. Then she sees red glowing eyes, and a lightsaber cut through the middle of the table, revealing it is the sith.
Looking terrifying. All she could see was what looked to be a skull mask and the dark hood.
He looked into her eyes, and not a word came from his mouth.

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[Hild Valor]

Refueling station
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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She really bites her tongue to not reply. Or, even better, to not smack their heads together like a musical instrument. She should, true, but given her current situation her focus lies elsewhere. On the silent Sith, of course.

So she reminds herself to find those two later. Maybe to invite them to a friendly spar session aboard this ship, after Hild passes whatever test, interview or protocol this is about. She... will be interviewed, right?

She'd rather die than to be imprisoned. It happened once, and never again.

Before her hands are trapped, she points to her eyes and then to the two Troopers. And then... she waits? For a test? If this is a test of patience she knows she will fail, she's already testing the binds to her wrists trying to free herself. She cannot see but she can feel, and this seems to be metal. She considers using her powers to try and free herself. Maybe there's a strap she can fiddle with, or even levitate her blaster and risk shooting her own hand if she gets desperate enough?

Red light. Lightsaber.

She tenses up, instantly attentive and ready for battle. Though, it's not really a battle if she's bound and trapped. Hild tries to pull herself free, but pure muscles cannot bend metal prisons that easily. "What's going on?" She demands to know, squirming on her seat. She suddenly regrets not kicking that trooper when she had the chance. "Let me go!" She's focusing. Trying to pull open at least one of the metal binds. She throws the trooper a stare that says 'you better hope I do not survive this'.
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[Darth Laesis]

The light covering his mask, making it look even scarier. He puts a hand up, and instantly the cuffs unhook. She is free, but for what reason? He stares at her and does not let a word flow from the mouth. Heavy breathing. The staring, the lightsaber burning through the table. He looks like he is about to speak but nothing happens.

He puts his right hand up at her, making a grasping sign of some sort. He looks like he is pulling, like he is taking something from her.
Out of nowhere he slams his fist down, somehow breaking that part of the table, and out of nowhere he makes a clicking screaming sound...unlike anything anyone has heard before.

"CRREEEEESHHHKKK..CLIK CLIK CLIK"

He throws the table across the room, and punches the wall making an insane dent. Then out of nowhere again, he settles back down. His breathing even calmer than last time. He stares into her eyes. He seems to try talkings, and what sounded like a word came out of his cracked, broken voice..

"PuuuuuuRRRRAHpus?"

Would she understand the question.?

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[Hild Valor]

Refueling station
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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Freedom. Not by her actions, but by the Sith's. Actions first, thinking later.

Hild jumps out of the chair and moves behind it to have some cover if it's needed. She's obviously not quick like a twi'lek dancer, but she's agile for her build. The type of agility one sees in a fighter.

Good. Now, to think. The trooper can suffer some sort of vengeance after, she's not turning her back to this Sith. She doesn't even know his name. She narrows her eyes to have a better look. The room is dark and the lightsaber offer limited light.

Hild tilts her head at the mimic. She... is not very good at that. The limited light makes the sounds way more terrifying, and she wishes she had some glowing rods. To turn her own lightsaber on might be seen as a sign of aggression, so, she'll avoid that, but her hands are closer to her waist. At the first attempt of speaking, she looks to the troopers, clearly waiting for a translation. The mask seems to make the Sith unable to speak, and that explains the trooper-translators.

Ah. In a fit of anger, the table is destroyed. And then another attempt. Anger fuels their powers, that's true, but Hild can't help but think if this is really a matter of coincidence. Maybe this meeting is pure bad luck. Maybe her contact wants her dead. Maybe.

No. Wait. That word. That... "... Purpose?" She speaks, uncertain. "My purpose is to survive and win. I ran away from everything for far too long."
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[Darth Laesis]

He stares at her, calm and collected and slowly walks towards her. Without hesitation the sith puts his arm up and a grasping motion and somehow her saber darts perfectly out of the holder and in the right hand of the sith. The breathing is almost silent, somehow his presence makes the room feel safe and calm.

It is weird to feel so safe and calm in this room while with him, as he just destroyed a table and put a dent through a huge wall of the ship, something is not right with this Sith. He stops walking towards her and he stares into her eyes. He tries to laugh but the only thing that comes out are broken grunts and clicking sounds. It sounds so painful...so saddening. He stops as soon as he hears himself.

He throws her lightsaber across the room. And he puts his lightsaber in his holster. He puts a hand out towards her like he wants her to grab it..

Will she accept whatever he is offering?

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[Hild Valor]

Refueling station
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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Recalls how big this ship is. Running away is impossible, she's not even sure if they are still on the station. It's more likely she'd get lost and then found. So she plays the hands this cruel day is dealing to her.

She's not calm or peaceful. She has rarely felt those emotions, given her recent backstory of running out of fear and paranoia. Now she wants to change and kill her fears for good, but that was not always the case. She remains tense and attentive, ready to...

...Oh piece of Hutt...!

Her lightsaber flies. She's too slow to grab it on her hands. It's an extremely basic lightsaber. A Jedi's weapon with a bled crystal so it is red. Not made for Hild's hands but she makes due with it. Some tried to take it from her in the past, and she always ran away with it.

That same lightsaber is thrown. And it somehow pisses her off. Maybe it is time to show some of her stubborn pride. With her newfound courage, nothing will keep it in check ever again. Hild doesn't move, but she stares at the hand offered. Then at her lightsaber on the ground. She's measuring the distances. Before she makes any decisions, she needs clear answers, and in the worst case scenario she is ready to reach for her weapon and fight.

"I want power. To join the Sith Order. Can you do that? Take me to join them?"
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[Darth Laesis]

As his hand is stuck out. He does not say anything. He just stands there, but soon after croaking sounds start moving throughout his voice, she can hear he is trying to speak again.

"ERRRReeghhHH..TTTTTrAAAAIghn."

It sounds as if it is excruciating to say for the Sith. His hand is still in front of her. Just to make sure she does not try anything stupid he puts his hand on the grip of his saber ready for action if needed.

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[Hild Valor]

Refueling station
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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Considers a fight. Win or lose, that's a familiar territory for her. And there's a... beauty in dying free. But no. This is not her time yet, she knows it. She refuses to die so close from her objective. Or so she hopes this to be close.

To find a mad Sith is a stroke of bad luck. But maybe this is the right one. Who knows? She's no scholar, she's a brute. She sued to be a spy, an assassin, a slave. Now she's free to make her own choices.

Hild slowly raises a hand to take the Sith's. This is her only choice. There's no chance to fight through a massive ship. She walked in out of her own choice and... She was naive to think the Sith are a group one can just join by asking politely. Maybe she needs to earn it. She will earn it. No matter the price, no matter what she must do. "... Is this... Does this mean yes? A deal or...?"
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[Darth Laesis]

He stares at her, the red in his eyes dimming down it seems. His breathing is even calmer somehow. He puts his other hands out and her lightsaber that was on the ground levitates to his hand. He gives her a stern look.

The door suddenly opens and the two guardians come in, looking more scared than ever. He raises his hand and makes a signal. He gives the girl one last glance before leaving the room.

As he leaves a death trooper comes in, and stares at her.

"Hello young learner. You are very lucky today...as Darth Laesis isn't exactly 'open' per say! He once destroyed an entire planet with just a clench of his fist. He scares all of us sometimes. He face was burnt during a fight, which also cut open his vocal chords. Everytime he makes a noise...it is highly painful. I have never heard him speak...you are lucky. He tol- He signaled me to make sure you know you have to defeat both of these guards. If you do, he will take you under his wing until you are ready for your own, goodluck....."

The trooper walked out of the room, the door closing behind it. She was going to have to defeat them, before even getting a chance as a member of the dark.

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[Hild Valor]

Refueling station
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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Hild is too stunned to react for a moment. She's waiting for traps, tricks, maybe torture. Her Master had used to shocking her with the Force as part of punishment, and she's surprised when this one Sith does not grab her hand to shock her down too.

She only registers the loss of her lightsaber when the man is leaving. And two troopers are left behind.

But no torture. No lightning. That's... new?

Alright, focus. She stares at the two troopers. They are scared, good. Not of her, but it doesn't matter. "I don't believe you. That's too impossible to believe, and you are too scared to be a credible source." She really doesn't, but that is not the point there. As good of a brawler she is those are two soldiers with full armor, and who knows if this room has any nasty surprises in store to take her down when she is close to winning. As soon as the door closes, she charges. A good offensive is always the best bet, and if she can even the odds her chances will be even better. "I'll kick your ass first."

She points at one. And then charges at the other. A surprise attack with a good, well-placed punch ought to at least give a concussion if she can hit a punch on the helmet. Her knuckles will hurt and bleed, but what is pain if not a consequence of living? If she can take those two down quick enough and get out of this room then she can either find the weird Sith. Or find the escape pods and try to flee.
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[Darth Laesis]

As she finishes the guards a huge door opens. It is facing the opposite way of the other door, so it seems like she isn't getting anywhere near the sith soon? Or would she be? She didn't know. The door revealed a white hallway with lights on the sides and roof.

When going inside the hallway there was a door leading to a room. The room was huge. There seemed to be rocks, sand, and everything you would see on Tatooine.

A death trooper slowly approached her.

"Hello. This is step two. Now if you are wondering what all this is..it isn't training. This is just to see if you are worthy of being in the presence of Laesis. If you do not know by now you will be put through this as part of making him see you are worthy, good luck future apprentice!"

She walked away steadily. It didn't take seconds after until doors from all around started slamming open revealing 4 Rancors.
A platform-like thing had risen from the ground before her. it was a lightsaber, red.

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[Hild Valor]

Sith ship
Appearance: Outfit , Cape
TAG: Darth Laesis

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A brief fight is better than no fight. Her knuckles hurt, but she's the victor of the brief scuffle and there's some joy in that. And now... to escape. She peeks outside before walking out of the room. She's trying to walk silently, even knowing this is useless. There are cameras watching her every step aboard such ship.

She is being watched and led around to trial after trial. She hates it. But her only option is to follow along, at least until she can gather more information about this Sith and the massive ship, so big it can fit a small desert-like environment. "Huh..." And dangerous beasts too. Oh joy. "...Huh."

And a lightsaber?

She needs to work fast. Fighting one Rancor is hard enough, four at the same time in a closed area is close to suicide. Hild might punch the next trooper in the throat as soon as she escapes this, IF she escapes this, and they announce a new trial.

She raises her hand for the lightsaber to float it to her hand and activate it. Time is of essence there and she uses all of her strength to push the lightsaber through the middle of the door behind her. The creatures are probably noticing each other first, which gives her some time to work. With any luck they'll start fighting or roaring in a competition for dominance. Better them than Hild. If she engages with those creatures she will lose precious time, and the airlocks aboard military ships are sturdier than most, and she needs to make a hole for her to squeeze herself through. "Gonna. Kill. Someone." She hisses through her teeth.

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