Sneaking Around On Dantooine

[Elijah Black]

It was a shame what had become of Dantooine. Their freedom had been taken and exchanged for an iron carpet that promised to protect them from external threats on one hand, but on the other was one they could never escape. There had been no bloody massacre, but Zylah Dvale had little doubt what would happen to those who acted out of line or did something that did not benefit the Sith Empire.

It was not as simple as inciting a rebellion. Many would die, and for what? What could farmers do against a tyrannical empire? No, they were best left out of it for now. If they took action on their own accord then so be it, but it had to come from them, not her. No, Zylah was not here to retake the planet. She was here for information, knowledge.

And knowledge she got, from the talkative citizens of Dantooine over a pint or five at the local bar in the city closest to the Sith Temple, formerly known as the Jedi
Temple. Zylah listened as she drank her not so intoxicating milk while making sure her presence within the Force remained dimmed.

The Jedi Knight wore simple dark blue pants, a blaster strapped to her hip, a white top and a black vest. Her long silver hair was tied up in a ponytail. Not quite looking like a merc, but maybe a smuggler. She had to go for something, as she would have a hard time passing for a local given her Arkanian-Offshoot appearance. For once in her life she did not wear the traditional Jedi robes and tunics. It felt weird, odd, and she out of place. But on a place such as this, it was no longer safe to announce so blatantly that she was a Jedi. Once it had been that way, and with the will of the Force, it would become so again.

 

[Sky'ito Yumi]

Dantooine, the one planet she had stayed on long enough to call home, the places locked down tight by the Sith, any movement made against their powerful lords considered suicide. Ture the Jedi may to some extent be corrupt or do not take a firm stand in certain areas because of their beliefs, but they would never treat people this way, no better then cattle.

To blend in a bit more Sukai hand donned a black undershirt and ballistic jacket, similar to her old outfit, the latest DC series blaster handing from her belt, and her ligh-sabers tucked on the inside and out of sight. It had been a while since returning to the place, though she had not expected it to be part of her many personal explorations.

The Sith Acendacy, now The Sith Empire had laid waste to the old temple that she resided in on occasion when staying on world, but needed to first know the situation of local law enforcement. Though able to pass herself of as a Sith Acyolte, due to her slight dark-side leaning, and 'acquired' Sith blade it was best not to tempt fate, and the best place to learn about law enforcement was a old cantina. Walking in thing seemed fairly normal, though there was the extra scene of paranoia as most present were afraid they may be dragged off for some unknown reason, never to be seen again.

Despite this one person stood out, a woman in a similar outfit but with blue robes, their white hair being a strong contrast to the current area...... strange indeed. Sukai kept an eye on her and continued to the bar ordering a light alcoholic drink, but that woman, somthing just didn't sit right.

[member="Zylah Dvale"]

 

[Elijah Black]

Paranoia became a keyword easily affiliated with Zylah as well. Considering the circumstances, one could hardly blame her. She was behind enemy lines. And with [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] entering the scene, the young Jedi Knight was put on edge. Unbeknownst to her, Sky had made it this far by passing herself off as a Sith Acolyte. Zylah picked up on the subtle traits of the charade, but not what lay underneath.

Oh kark. Sith Acolyte incoming, she thought to herself while she tried to plan her next move. She was a hard one to read, and if she tried too hard she risked being noticed. But perhaps Zylah could get her alone, incapacitate her and interrogate her... Although pulling off all of that without taking notice was also a risky endeavour. At the end of the day, all of her actions here would have some measure of risk attached to them. She accepted this and lay her fate in the hands of the Force.

Zylah would observe the other girl out of the corner of her eye, while maintaining casual conversation with the locals to her sides. They had given her plenty of information on the transition period. Many were scared, suppressed, but there were also those who found opportunity. Particularly the young, who had little memory of the times before, and who found themselves eager for wealth and glory. The propaganda hit their eager ears and many had signed up with the military. Force knew what suffering awaited them.

Time passed, and it had been long enough. She had hoped she could follow the girl elsewhere and make her move after, but she had no time. Daylight was wasting and she had much on today's agenda. Finishing up her drink and ending her present conversations, she took her leave for a refill at the bar. After doing so, more non-alcoholic beverages, she moved over to the mysterious stranger, who she suspected was a Sith.

"Hey" Zylah made her casual entrance, one arm leaning against the counter on the bar and the other resting on her hip. "You look like someone who knows the ins and outs of this place. Got any leads on some work opportunities? I don't mind getting my hands dirty"

 

[Jake Daniels]

Home.

His birthplace.

It had been just over a year since he had awoken in the cryotube. After more then four centuries in a frozen, hellish slumber the man had emerged from a forgotten cove on the planet. His Master, [member="Mahet"], had his own men lock him away. Now, here he sat. Just over a year removed in a galaxy that had changed so very much. In a year he had rebuilt a forgotten and rotted home on Honoghr. In a year had had forged friendships, just to burn them to ash. He was an aged warrior centuries removed from his time. A man who lost everything that ever mattered to him.

So he found himself at his ancestral home.

Dantooine was under an umbrella of darkness once again. Like the old days, the planet and its many farm lands were often fought over. Food was a necessary resource in the galaxy after all. Yet war was not what brought Jake home. Darkness is not what called him to this planet. He was searching. For what? He wasn't sure. A purpose? A new life? A place to be welcomed? He didn't know.

The man, dressed as casually as possible, nursed his drink, taking in the occasional sip while a second filled glass rested for the seat beside him. No one was coming. It was symbolic. A testament to those he loved and those he lost. Yet as he sat, it wasn't hard to overhear the passing converse between patrons. One woman approached the other and asked about work.

"I'm sure the pissant Sith of the planet wouldn't mind hiring help to clean up their lavatories." Jake said as he interrupted.

[member="Zylah Dvale"] [member="Sky'ito Yumi"]

 

[Sky'ito Yumi]

Sukai eavesdropped on different conversations, most notably the blonde haired girl not sitting to far behind who seemed to be getting a reasonable amount of information about the new government, and its brain washing of the younger generations, ensuing its totallian regime would rein supreme. Despite this she could feel an edging prong in the her back, like the woman was keeping constant watch over her, waiting like a predator for its prey to make a move before striking, but at the same time the force did not hinder towards their being any danger.

Soon though said woman approached Sukai, asking causally about work, but something seemed very off, "I could ask you the same thing, seems like you've been asking around quite a bit, but tell me, whats someone of your, deminor doing in a place like this". Despite the attire the woman looked too well dresses and maintained to be around from here or a smuggler, where they an explorer of sorts as well?

Before they could continue the conversation someone else interrupted, an man, seemingly down on his luck, making a rude comment about the Sith. "Be careful jokes like that can get you killed on here, actually just being in the same room as a Sith is pretty much a death sentence regardless of what you've done".

[member="Jake Daniels"]
[member="Zylah Dvale"]

 

[Elijah Black]

And then things got interesting. Seemed like Zylah had been drawing too much attention to herself. Then again, subtlety wasn't really her area of expertise. The duo, soon to be trio, all seemed to consist of slightly misplaced people trying to figure the others out. No way that could go wrong. "Yeah, well you know-" was as far as the Jedi undercover got before she got interrupted by a third man. She paused for a moment, letting the incendiary remark slide on by, before replying in a dry tone "Not exactly what I had in mind." To be fair, she had said she didn't mind getting her hands dirty...

With another guest to the proverbial table, the cabal got one notch more complicated. Another Sith? She thought not, judging by the way her referred to them as pissant, although that could just mean he thought himself about the 'Academy Sith' of Dantooine. She tried not to read too much into it. However it would be interesting to see how the remark went with the other woman... Interestingly enough, though she commented on it she did not seem to take personal offense. Interesting.

"So I take it you two are not with the Academy then?" Time to move things forward...

| [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] | [member="Jake Daniels"] |​

 

[Marcus Faust]

(Note: Rank for me should be Dark Jedi Master, not Sith. Not here to crash the party.)


Without the mask he felt naked, exposed and vulnerable, nonetheless he had not donned it. If he was lucky he'd never don the thing in the bag beside him ever again. He wasn't dressed to draw any attention, his outfit was plain aside from the hood over his head, which itself wasn't all that out of place. Underneath the cloth of his shirt at his back was a single lightsaber, just in case. Sitting in a dimly lit corner of the establishment, the heavily scarred man slowly at his food in silence, his hands shaking ever so slightly as he carried it to his mouth underneath his hood.

YoU'vE groWN So wEAk

He shook his head, as if to shake the voice out of his head at least for a moment. The man was doing his best to suppress his presence in the force, but the dark presence still would be noticeable to those who looked, much weaker than it truly was, but detectable nonetheless. He wasn't sure why he was on Dantooine, he wasn't even sure what to call himself anymore. Maybe it didn't really matter on both counts, he was here and that was all that was certain.

Raising his eyes to look at [member="Zylah Dvale"], [member="Sky'ito Yumi"], and [member="Jake Daniels"]. Each of them set of an alarm in his head. Were any of them bounty hunters who'd traked him? Was the Sith here to find him? Would he have to run or fight? He wanted to fight, let the anger revitalize him and give him drive, but he knew better, he knew where that lead.

CoWard

Again he shook his head, placing a hand over his head as he willed the whispers from his mind. He had a bad feeling about today.

 

[Sky'ito Yumi]

She gave the blonde woman a slightly quizzical look, "The one here on Dantooine? that trains Sith, no I am not from there, the only academy I trained on was the one of Voss", her expression changed from that of quizzical to slightly amused. "Wait, did you think I was a Sith or something?, true I've had my fair share of Sith and Dark Jedi teaches, but I in no way follow their code or identify as one".

She again gave to woman a once over, trying to determine what they were, "What are you, some rouge Jedi or force user?". Kind of blunt but she needed to know who's side they were on before telling them anything else. Despite the discussion her concentration was slightly swayed by the man sitting in the corner, though cloaked it was easy to see the scars on their face, telling a tale of anguish and strife.

Though minor Sukai could sense a slight dark presence, though not that of a Sith.... it was different, still she would need to know who the other two were before investigating the other stranger. "What about you minster, you clearly have no love for the Sith, so why are you here too".

[member="Zylah Dvale"] l [member="Vindica"] l [member="Jake Daniels"]

 

[Jake Daniels]

Jake let out a soft laugh and a quieter smirk as he listened to the two women talk. The planet was ripe in the dark side these days. Yet among the void of darkness that claimed this world, there was still shreds of light. Neither of the two women beside Jake gave off the 'secret Sith on a mission to find insurgents or spy's' feel.'

To the first question he answered, "I haven't stepped foot in a Sith Academy since my youth and even then they hated me? It's why my Master preferred the quiet found off Sith worlds when training me. Sith Academy's can go suck the tailpipe of a porter potty."
Crude.

Then he answered the second, finally removing his gaze from a holotele and to Sky'ito, "I am here simply because the force pulled me home. I was born on this planet, before the Sith owned it. I was Sith. I'm not anymore." Jake turned back towards the holotele, "I don't know what I am anymore."

Finishing his drink, he gave both women his sudden but full attention, "Tip for both of you. Don't go around admitting you aren't Sith unless you truly know how to fend for yourselves. Sith have eyes everywhere and it would be a shame if the first impression of my ancestral home is a fight. I'd rather it be our beautiful farm lands or vast mountain ranges."

[member="Zylah Dvale"] [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] [member="Vindica"]​

 

[Elijah Black]

Her eyes darted to the side. She could not stop herself, it was a natural motion that proceeded without thought or consideration. It was drawn to [member="Vindica"], something within her compelled her to look, and her eyes lingered for perhaps one moment too long. Was he a Sith agent? She sought to calm herself and not grow paranoid, seeing Sith in every person. But she was behind enemy lines. And something in the back of her mind seemed to scream at her to take caution. There was great suffering in the room, hidden somewhere underneath the planks, within the walls, out of sight. She could not identify it, nor truly be sure it was ever there. It remained elusive, a veiled shadow spelling warning on the edge of her mind.

Voss?! Now that brought her eyes to open perhaps a touch too wide. She had been on Voss. That was a Jedi temple, of the Silver Order. Her stay had been brief, but they had offered her a place to stay and refuge for the time being before her destiny brought her back out into the galaxy to wander on her own. "I've been there" she said with words that only came out as a hushed whisper. This could be a critical moment, any sentence could reveal too much and have her enemies reveal themselves and come down on her.

Perhaps it did not make the other woman a Jedi. But it did make her a Force sensitive who once had been trained in the Jedi arts. What had happened since or where she stood now was a mystery, but one piece had been unveiled. That she had been trained by dark siders did not give her a definitive answer either, as Zylah knew the Silvers did some things differently. "Most with knowledge of the Force on this planet these days are likely to be Sith." she said with a feint smile, trying not to reveal what she felt in particular on that issue. "You'll forgive me for making assumptions." She was treading on thin ice, she knew, but she was not yet ready to come out and straight up say 'Yeah, I'm a Jedi Knight of the Jedi Order, here to spy on the Sith Order and do what I can to disrupt their plans'.

Jake's laugh saved her from the awkward silence Zylah suspected would follow by her avoiding giving a straight answer. She was glad she didn't, as his first sentence almost made her sure that he was indeed a Sith, though one not affiliated with the Academy. Later, however, he stated otherwise. If she was to take him for his word. "Yeah? And how do you feel about the new management?" A potentially incendiary question, but suppose starting fires was more or less why she was here in the first place. They were a cup and two topics away from straight up rebellious talks.

For the first time Zylah offered a genuine smile of her own, and a soft laugh to boot. "Indeed, warning heeded." This was perhaps not the best location for this talk. Anyone could sell them out if they thought they were a threat to the establishment, although so far they had kept it at least semi-vague. Maybe. Hopefully.

| [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] | [member="Jake Daniels"] | [member="Vindica"] |​

 

[Marcus Faust]

He almost jerked his hand to his back to ignite his saber when [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] addressed him. Yes he'd caught her explicitly saying she was no Sith, but how could he trust such a ploy? Any assassin worth their salt wasn't going to tell their target they were an assassin, not unless they already had their prey cornered with no way out. His mind raced as it searched for a response to her question, as well as trying to identify avenues of escape as well as where he expected an attack to come from if this was an ambus. He'd be lying if he said the situation didn't provide a grand opportunity to kill a target such as himself, he'd capitalized on similar chances himself more times than he could count.

KiLL thEm aLl

"There's food here." He replied dryly, even as his body seemed to fail, his cynical attitude remained. Perhaps it was more a mask to hide the anguish at this point, but it remained all the same. He didn't bother to look up at the woman, he simply brought another morsel under his hood and into his mouth. Pain was constant for him, sometimes it was intense, other times less so, but it was always there just as they'd wanted. Just as she'd wanted. As one particularly intense wave rolled over him, his veil on his power faded, more of his strength showing though only for an instant. Hopefully none had noticed, or marked it up to the many Sith on the planet.

While the others continued their conversation the man remained rather quiet, with the other male plainly stating he'd once been a Sith. The hooded man who'd kept his face hidden couldn't decide if that made him more or less suspecting of the fellow. Lying to secure trust was one of the trademarks of the wretched order of the dark side, lying well to be more accurate. He'd been a damn good liar, had to be.

The trio's discussion leaned ever closer towards bad ideas, [member="Zylah Dvale"] could've very well been attempting to coral Yumi and [member="Jake Daniels"] into something as foolish as hostile action on a planet laden with Sith and no easy way off world. But he couldn't will himself to say something and warn them against such ideas. He just couldn't.

 

[Sky'ito Yumi]

The blonde woman seems very careful not to reveal anything, speaking in short whispered sentences, like they had been betrayed or tricked one to many times to trust anyone. Seemed strange that would be on a Sith world, unless they had a specific reason to be here. "It is fine, some people have taken that assumption a bit further, which has resulted in some not so pleasant, engagements".

Her and Sukai's manner of speaking was a start contrast to the blonde woman, she herself did not care about being found out by the Sith, she had been to Korriban in the past, met with Sith lord and survived, Sukai knew how to get on their good side. If need be joining the Sith for a short time to eventually get away was not out of the question, a chance for moer knowledge and power was always a gain in her books.

She looked over to Jake as he talked about the planet, "I too was born here, though my family traveled a lot, this place was home, I can understand why the force could have brought you here". He's mention of being a past Sith seemed a bit odd, what was his reason for leaving, still, such past had the possibility to allow on to blend in, or just make them a larger target. "As I stated I have had my fair share of Sith teaches, and have met with some powerful Sith lords in the past, I know how to deal with them, as well as fight".

It seemed as though her question was answered by the stringer from afar. Sukai had directed it at Jake, but the mysterious man had also piped up, was he confused, or did he also want in on the conversation? They were very reclusive, but she paid no head... yet. The current trio would need to properly figure one another out before going ahead with anything, especially since Sukai had the feeling miss blonde had alteior motives for being on world.

[member="Zylah Dvale"] l [member="Vindica"] l [member="Jake Daniels"]

 

[Wolvren Malefactor]

Wolv had been out on order of one of the headmaster's to take pace through the city and not recon but find and retrieve/eliminate any Jedi in the area locals had spoken of Jedi recent hustling about and he was sent to find them.

He walked through the main village with two storm-trooper guards not as much as escorts but as chaperones to make sure he over work himself both were medical droids,the Sith academy's head master had sent them with him to make sure he wants able to not recover if he over used his Juygo which by now Wolv has claimed to have master.He knew many would acclaim to him having master it to if they were still alive.

He would walk up to a local town informant, 'I guess this is how life is speak to vermin to find the vermin.' He thought to himself

"Have you recently seen any Jedi or strange wanders come through this sector informant?" His voice was low yet his dark presence was emanating

The Informant looked up
"Who's askin?"

Wolv growled and struck a hound out beginning to force choke the informant
"You know exactly who you vile swine now answer!"

The choking gasping informant answers with.
"Are..*cough* you...*gag*..pay?"

Wolv dropped the vermin and force lighting began to form on his hands before he could fry the rat he spoke

"OK OK just stop please! i saw a couple odd people in that direction just leave me alone!."

The informant began to weep as Wolv began to walk away before he turned and a stream line of force lightning began to electrocute the vermin making him scream and convulse as he quickly and painfully died.

He began walking making his way towards the local bar his dark presence quickly becoming apparent and though he was young it seemed very strong and he could just barely get the taste of there presence as well.

[member="Sky'ito Yumi"] / [member="Vindica"] / [member="Zylah Dvale"] / [member="Jake Daniels"] /

{-Stats,Gear,Desc-}

 

[Darth Bellum]

Location | Sith Temple Courtyard -> City
Company | Himself

The click of armored boots on stone as the massive figure strode out from the Sith Temple made his way out to the open air courtyard. The dark magenta lengths of fabric that billowed and trailed behind him like a cape flowed in the breeze only falling to the floor as he stopped. He would pause in the center of the courtyard, the dim sun gleaming off his spotless durasteel plated armor as he watched the occasional acolyte or knight walking past. Despite the amount of Dark side presence was in the air from all the Sith currently on Dantooine, Vexen felt a certain quality of peace. A long, drawn out breath in was heard despite his head being completely encased in protective durasteel, followed by a quiet, raspy exhale.

He would once more resume his walk as he made his way outside the temple grounds, moving down the stone steps, moving with an air of authority as he began to move towards the shuttle docks to take him to the city. There was an odd presence on Dantooine that had been disturbing his meditation at the Sith Temple and decided to take it upon himself to investigate. The near empty shuttle would zoom off towards the city as Vexen quietly deliberated over the choice of the victim he would take to sate his hunger.

The shuttle would arrive shortly in the city as he stepped off, commanding an air of authority and fear as he walked down the streets, the citizens he came across hushing and cowering as they slipped into buildings to avoid getting in his path. For the time being he kept his presence hidden, though the obvious sight of him would likely be a clear indication that he was not someone to be trifled with regardless. His lightsaber was clipped to his belt as he simply followed after the presence of another Sith who was seeming to be filled with murderous intent and also on the hunt for whatever or whoever did not belong here. "Hmph...How long will they be able to hide I wonder..."

[member="Wolvren Malafactor"] | [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] | [member="Vindica"] | [member="Zylah Dvale"] | [member="Jake Daniels"]

 

[Elijah Black]

[member="Vindica"] drew some attention to him with his words. For the most part he remained silent, though something seemed off. There was something she couldn't quite put her finger on. Near sickly. Disease? The taint of a Dark Side? The latter was a leap too far, and she had little time to properly investigate. Instead of assuming the worst, she simply asked "Are you alright?"

[member="Sky'ito Yumi"] drew her attention back to the conversation. Deal with Sith Lords. She made it sound so easy. They are many and far from the same. But if she was that confident, Zylah didn't mind. Nice back-up if things turned sour. And a growing sense of unease gave her the feeling that just that might come in handy. They did not have limitless time on their hands.

"You may get a chance to prove that sooner than you expected." Zylah muttered while her eyes drifted to the door of the tavern. Something was coming. She picked up on the eerie radiation of Dark Side he was letting out. It was almost as if he wanted them to know he was coming. Perhaps he did. She thought of taking out through the back door, without even knowing if there really was one. But that might be part of the game. Spook the rats, see who ran. Yet she was no rat.

[member="Jake Daniels"] had grown silent as well. Making sure to dim her own decidedly Light Side presence within the Force, she leaned with her back against the bar counter. "Refill please. Doesn't really matter what with." she had a feeling she would never see the bottom of that particular glass anyway. While waiting, she glanced back at the small group ahead. "Well, it's been nice, but I think I best get going. You're of course welcome to join me. But for me I think the time for drinks and idle chatter is over" Her voice died out within the sound of all the background chatter, but not to the point where those she was addressing would not hear.

| [member="Sky'ito Yumi"] | [member="Jake Daniels"] | [member="Vindica"] | [member="Wolvren Malafactor"] | [member="Kor Vexen"] |​

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