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[Avicus DuSang]

Zeltros - The DuSang Estate

It'd only been a few days since he moved his new apprentice, [member="Inger Strömfire"], into the Estates. Those days were reserved for her to get acquainted with her surroundings. Zeltros was, and always would be, a neutral planet. A vacation planet and a refuge for outlaws. In the atmosphere of debauchery, an epicenter of darkness went unnoticed. It was the perfect camouflage.

And, within the estate, it was a different world. The walls lined with paintings of infamous Sith throughout history. Their statues throughout the entire first floor. His study was open to her, filled to the brim with hardcover texts on history, philosophy, nobility, war, and Sith teachings. Afterall, the tomes were much easier for her to handle than datapads. In time, however, he would teach her what she needed to know in regards to technology.

The walls were insulated, keeping the throbbing pulse of the techno music, the grinding bodies, and their pheromones out. It was easy to concentrate. To get away from it all. It was a refuge within the refuge planet. His own piece of paradise.

The Dark God sat on the roof of his manor, where the spacepad resided. Yellow eyes overlooked the scene on the streets beneath him. No one noticed him standing in his black silk suit. Drinking his glass of wine and smoking his cigar. They only cared about the party they were involved in. The overflowing hedonism.

On Inger's bedroom door, there was a light knock, the Sith Lord's butler. "Madamoiselle, it is time to get up. Lord DuSang wishes for you to join him on the roof. After breakfast, of course. Let me know what you'd like me to prepare, and I'll leave you to your business." William was a kind man, but he was very prompt.

Always on schedule.

 

[Inger Strömfire]

Being at a another very strange place that her Master brought her to. After which time she found herself spending more and more time with in the study. Opening up the ancient tomes day after day. As she begin to understand some of the text.

Wondering also to look at some of the sith paintings up. Finding it strange that there would be image of these long go dead warriors. Many ways the sith wasn't much different then how her people worshiped the gods.

Finding ways to keep herself busy with the on going outside. Getting also custom to the ways of wearing of the smooth clothing. A bit of odd for her taste. Finding herself even those it seem very different to not wear layers to keep oneself warm. Finding that the temp with in this place very suitable. Letting herself pick out some clothing only to have some help to cornate the clothes.

Already a wake in her room she had been so for many hours still use to getting up before the sun peek its face out for the day. This time she would spend thinking and going over what happen taken place the day before. Turning to the knock, as she smile knowing, "I would like two of those nerf crips stuff with three of those yellow things, oh and two slices of white sweet stuff with that cream over the top with honey.", as she went to her own work of putting on something pain and simple.

Getting her meal in her room afterwards, finding herself on her way up to see her master by his request. Coming up with something very simple on but would give more of her jewel blue eyes to stand out, along with her flaming hair of hers. Something some of her people saw as her and her sister as sent by the Gods of fire and demon. Nothing slip her eyes as she walked on upwards to the top.

As she got to the top her feet was very light if would make no sound at all, years sent fishing and hunting. With the clothing she now worn it made it so she could move lightly. As been taught all those years of respect not because it the way of her people but of the way of her dead husband people. There was still a lot of bitterness there as to way her father would give her way like that to a man that didn't love her just wanted what was due to him. That would be to have peace that her clan wanted. Old chieftain first set eyes on her after other wife had ended her own life. Shaking her memories as best she could the gods had other plans for her now.

"You call for for me Mi'Lord [member="Avicus DuSang"] ,", as she let her eyes wonder down below. As her mind once again wonder shaking this thoughts off. Looking quietly back to her Master.

 

[Avicus DuSang]

Through the force, he felt his apprentice approach him. Though, she did not make her presence known through sound. With the sounds of the crowds below, it was not difficult to cover sounds. But, he had a feeling, even if there wasn't the distraction below, he would be hard pressed to hear her. Like a feline stalking her prey.

"Quiet as a mouse, yet your thoughts are as loud as a rampaging rancor." he said, tossing his cigar off of the roof of the building. Turning to [member="Inger Strömfire"], yellow eyes looked her over as he took her hand. A light kiss grazing her knuckles as her hand was shortly thereafter released. "The modern look suits you, madamoiselle."

He took a step towards a chair as he motioned for her to take a seat. "Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, my chains are broken. The Force shall set me free." He paused, taking a sip of wine. "This is the Code of the Sith. As Ancient as our order."

Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a rather large diamond and tossed it at her feet. "First, before we can truly turn you into the Huntress that the fates seek you to become, you must learn how to concentrate. Close your eyes, drown out your senses. The world is vacant. It is simply you, the diamond, and my voice.

"Focus on the diamond. You have great passion, overflowing with emotion. Use them to move the stone. Bend the force to your will and command it to move the stone." He took a step back, taking another sip of his wine.

 

[Inger Strömfire]

Couldn't help but give a light hearty chuckle about thoughts of hers. If he only knew all her thoughts running around in her mind. Fathom what could happen to this viking warrior, she was for sure no shield maiden like her fierce warrior sister. No more of duty and loyalty blocking out herself what she wants. Now she was starting that journey for herself. Thoughts broken by the fact of the light kiss something she still hadn't gotten used to giving a way to heat from her pale skin. "Oh, yes still don't know about not having thick layers on.", looking down below.

Thoughts once again trailing off for a few second bring them herself back. To hear what he spoken, with herself running across these very words before in her studies. Close her eyes to remember the words and speak them from her heart. "Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through passion, I gain strength. Through strength, I gain power. Through power, my chains are broken. The Force shall set me free.", giving a way to slide of her lips to a upward curve.

Looking at the stone that now had been place before her. Letting herself reach and take it gentle in her head to turn it over to look at its triggering a memory of her and her sister on the like after the first hard freeze how they could look down like this stone to the bottom. "Right diamond move it, and focus on your voice.", as she once again looked down at the noise below.

Looking at the diamond only to feel something else come forth inside of her using the words to help her to call up what was need inside of her. Finding her own way as she first blocking out the noise from below came almost to easy as if she was on some hunt to fine tune her own ears. Feeling his own present coming to rest on her. Pulling her jewel eyes down to the diamond as she force herself to look at it at first nothing happen. Starting to bring out the warrior of her people, fierceness she let go of a rage built up to find it to move only a touch.
[member="Avicus DuSang"]

 

[Avicus DuSang]

Yellow eyes fixated on the diamond as it moved just a touch. Still, she had the right approach. The burst of anger. It gave her focus. Gave her power. "Did you feel that? That was the cosmos bowing to your will. You've started your path towards transcendence." he said, his voice hovering right outside her ear.

"Don't be discouraged. When the steel first meets the furnace, it gets a taste of the flame. The swordsmith then works out the imperfections. Folding the steel and crafting it into a fine weapon. The only way you can let yourself down now is if you give up." His hand outreached, black tendrils of the force moved towards the diamond as he demonstrated for [member="Inger Strömfire"].

Slowly, it levitated off of the ground, spinning around in rapid circles. With a snap of his fingers, the diamond dropped down to the ground, bouncing a bit before finally resting again. His hand moving back to his side as he took another sip of wine. "Did you feel it when you moved it? Concentrate on that feeling. Once you learn how to concentrate on it, it will become an extension of yourself."

 

[Inger Strömfire]

Those word lite a gleam in her eyes now. Letting his voice linger into mind that of soft fog that gentle came over the find mist forever covering the lake. Coming next would be the curve of her lips as could feel the fire upon her face as her bow as forged sharp blades that form the curves. Coming to smirk how hard she had to train again after forging this weapon. That became as much as part her as it was apart of it.

"I understand this very much, its like a secret of hunter warrior is with their weapon, we force it after many days, then we sleep with it hunt with it become one with these weapons of choice. Its the only thing between life and death good Yellow god of Darkness.", as her own fires was lite in her eyes.

Watching as the diamond floated in the air with a snap of his finger it was down. Knowing the blessing the dark gods had bestowed upon her Dark Master. Closing her eyes as she bowed to his understanding. Once again drawling upon this rage this darkness inside that had keep herself bottled for so many years. Letting herself once again hold her hand out as her long slender fingers now held out for what out before her.

First there was nothing at all, remembering to clear all her mind out to block once again but for her master voice to enter into her ears. Feeling the weapon in her arm once more as going through the motion. Nothing with her as if she was back on her planet, training with her bow her beauty. Open her own eyes up to find herself going through the motion. Eyes widen open seeing her master eyes upon her with out a word. Making herself focus diamond started to foll at first. Then to figure out how to use her hands just like her weapons as reach out not with her hand something else came snaking out of her figures. Unseen to the naked eyes but felt as she rolled around on the floor. To find herself wrapping it gentle to lift it at first nothing happen. Then again it lifted only a few inch, as she started to breath heavy.

"Master", as she could speak.
[member="Avicus DuSang"]

 

[Avicus DuSang]

He nodded as she spoke of the hunters customs of her people. Her culture was moreso focused on mysticism than actual sciences. He would bridge that gap, molding [member="Inger Strömfire"] into a Goddess of the Hunt. He continued to drink his wine, watching her progress.

Yellow eyes focused on the diamond, watching it dance around. His grin widened, his eyes closing in satisfaction. "Excellence. I feel the anger and despair boiling from deep within your soul. It makes you more powerful.

"However, don't forget the first lesson. There is only passion. And passion extends far beyond your fears, your anger, your hatred. Your love and your happiness are your passions too. The most powerful of passions. Master all your passions. Use them to sharpen your skills with the force.

"Master that, and it's the only weapon you'll ever truly need."

 

[Inger Strömfire]

Working on to lift it again only to have herself turn full to her master to listen. It was in her eyes that told a story that might be more to her then what was seen. Use those things such as passion of love and happiness. Those words itself unknown to her very soul. Loved her sister but not passion after all when she was taken from her planet. Only really place she could be safe at burnt to the ground.

Looking away for what seem like a time only to alloy her own eyes back upon his own gaze. Studying him more then every now. "Please my yellow eye God, what passion is as I know of only duty and to serve, to protect put not myself last.", a she only had that of a puzzlement of trying to work through this in mind. This was a mystry only those of the Godness could really answer. There more to this then the Gods and Goddess after which time she had to put her own face of hardness upon her pale face.

"I know it hard to believe I never did anything for myself always for the clan for my people.", finding nothing wrong. "You must under one thing, I took the beatings for years so my people my fathers clan could have peace not battles for to please the God of war. " , looking longing down at the wine now as she let herself lick her lips of the red stuff that she had came to enjoy. It was a delight for sure but nothing like the strong mead that she once drink in the halls. [member="Avicus DuSang"]

 

[Avicus DuSang]

He stepped away, walking towards a small table near the landing pad. Yellow eyes focused on the cloaked Sith Infiltrator that rested on the roof of his manor. Setting down his glass, he filled it back up. And slowly, he filled a second glass. "Just because you've never experienced it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist with the corners of your soul."

He walked back to her, handing [member="Inger Strömfire"] the second glass. "Take all of this technology you're still trying to get accustomed to. The Galaxy as a whole, completely different than what you were used to on Midvinter, yes? Passion is no different. What you knew in your old life is but a small taste of what the Galaxy can provide you."

He sat on the roof beside her, yellow eyes fixated on the diamond. "I was cursed at birth with the gift of empathy. And a little clairvoyance. These gifts were so foreign to me. To be a young nobleman and being able to see the future. To witness the violent hand of your father, not once, but twice. To see him murder your mother. Again, twice. And for him to not be brought to justice because of money and status.

"My gifts called me out to Ziost, the lesser known former Sith Capital. There, among the snow and fur forests, I found Darth Umbra. Or rather, he found me. And, he gave me the opening to become that which I am today. And now, I'm granting you the same." Black tendrils of the force reached to the diamond as it floated back into his pocket. The Sith Lord stood, staring down at his apprentice.

"Being about the protection of those you cherish isn't something to be ashamed of. That kind of love is some of the most powerful feeling a Sith can draw on. But, you shouldn't be afraid to indulge in selfishness. Look deep inside yourself. The one thing you wish to do among all others. And, solely for yourself it. Name it, my blossoming Goddess of War."

 

[Inger Strömfire]

Eyes flickering from the diamond such a simple play. Working out the words to be spoken, only to find the glass of wine in her hands. Taking the liquid with gladness bring the warmth it gives. Not as good as the mead that once had at every meal to warm the body on a cold winter night. Giving some thought as to what he saying to her about the technology.

I known of violence. I know what another person can flick upon. I have felt the sharpness of leather upon my back, of fist upon my bone. Feeling of feel the brokenness of the bones. To know it would mean others wouldn't feel the pain.

Stopping herself from going on to find herself thinking more deeply on this matter. Why had she put up with this all to do her duty or was there more to it. It came to her about how she would go to war to protect those that she had been in her clan. Something more that ran through her ice cold veins of hers.

To put all this a side for herself what did she want more then anything else. Freedom no that would be to easy wouldn't it. Being able to be in control of herself once. It be her choices after all up to this part it had been her choice to come to learn no one else force her. Here she was to learn that what she would do open herself up to all his teachings.

I want to learn all I need to know of the galaxy, I want to be free to choice my own path of desires, I want to feel passion like I have never felt it before. I want you to show me what it is to have a fire with inside of me to burn so brightly. Show me all you know...my Yellow Eyes God, to please myself by bring you fiery passion. [member="Avicus DuSang"]

 

[Avicus DuSang]

"That is only one side of the spectrum. There is so much more to interaction than simply pain. It's an essential part of life, yes. Pain keeps us alive, makes us stronger. But, if it's all a Sith knows, then they will be easily overpowered by the Dark Side. Losing control and becoming a shell of their former self. You see, it's our humanity that keeps us in control of the Darkness. Compassion, happiness, the things that make life worth living will allow us to keep hold of the darkness instead of the other way around."

He sipped his wine as he watched [member="Inger Strömfire"]. He paused when she spoke. A sly smirk spread across his lips. "Be careful what you wish for. On that one request, I'm afraid I'll have to deny you. But, if only for your own good. I'll ruin you for anyone in your future who you'd wish to share passion with. No passion can burn as ferociously as that which is found within an empath. We have ways of reaching into your mind, stimulating parts of your brain which others cannot reach, no matter the work they put into it."

He sipped his wine again. "But, knowledge, I can grant you. I'll show you the Galaxy, the good that resides in it, the evil that corrupts it, and the ants who are oblivious to it all. Now, let us focus on selfishness, and as such; self preservation. Name me a selfish, specific desire you wish to fulfill." Yellow eyes closed as he cracked his neck.

 

[Inger Strömfire]

Taking the fine wine a few more sips. Latching on to every word. Only to cause her to heat her own cheeks. Knowing she had word her own desire wrongly. That their idea of passion was very different or was they. Blinking to the fact that there was only one way to find this out.

Taking her time with only to let his own words flow over here again from her memories. Coming back to what was denied this only make her more curios what he had that so special the gods had given to bless with passion. To the question that was now at hand for her to speak of her own selfish desire. "I want to learn nothing more then to make others do what I wish them to, to serve me then some god or goddess. I want them to please me not the other way around." if only that was so simple to do. Stepping up to him as if with her own ablies to, "I want you to show me this gift you speak of." as she let those soft words broken with the accent f herself. Knew what she wanted could she just take with out asking, with a smirk on her own was this what he met by her being selfish doing something that told couldn't be granted taking it any ways. [member="Avicus DuSang"]