Summons

[Darth Naomi]

Tiiona's ship would cast its shadow onto the platform before the landing gear gently touched down accompanied by the declining sound of the engines humming. Moments later the Miralukan Sith walked down the ramp and made her way into the hidden One Sith fortress on Prakith. Her figure and face would be shrouded by new void black cloak and hood, a replacement to her old one that she ruined when she first came here. In a way it symbolized her sacrifices of choosing this path, while the new garment showed her growth in this short time.

No masked guards would attempt to stop her this time and it meant she did not have to disable or kill anyone to gain entry, which was excellent because she did not want to be late. You see, Tiiona was summoned by one of the most powerful lords of their order and she flew over half the galaxy to get here, because a mere acolyte is not being summoned by a master for a small reason.

Her blind eyes surveyed the dark corridors as her legs carried her through them to where she was needed, eventually bringing her into a certain room that she was quite certainly not been in before. And in this room was where she expected to find [member="Darth Shara"].

 

[J3C0]

Tiiona did not find Shara sitting on a throne, she did not find him fighting a dozen training bots, she simply found him sitting in a chair reading a book. Surprisingly this was how the brute spent most of his off time. While in the world outside of Prakith Shara enjoyed smashing, killing, and even eating his victims the Maelibus much preferred silent contemplation when he had down time. When he heard the doors opening the massive Sith looked up, closing his novel and placing it on the table in front of him.

The ten foot Maelibus rose from his chair, looking at the tiny humanoid.

A smirk came over his lipless face, his teeth showing slightly and amusement touching his cold dead eyes. He looked at the blind woman, then nodded slightly. His voice was like a rumbling of bee's, thousands upon thousands of tiny insects swarming their victim. “Do you know why you have been summoned?”

He always liked this part.

 

[Darth Naomi]

Lord Shara was found reading a book. As could be guessed, it was rather unexpected, but Tiiona could understand. A good portion of her time in the fortress was too spent with a book or a datapad. As the mountain of a beast stood up, Tiiona immediately noted him being of much grander height than his Maelibus brother that the Miraluka once faced in a fight right in this building. At first she would blink, assuming it was an illusion caused by the massive aura of the force that she could see, but it was real - Shara was good two feet higher than Vaelokin.

The Miraluka would see the lipless smirk only briefly, before realizing her position she kneeled before the master (an expression, she could see it even with her non-existent sight obstructed). Then she heard the question. The voice of the demonic being was hard if near impossible to read into, the tone unrecognizable, but she did feel something from him. Her answer would be short though. "No."

[member="Darth Shara"]

 

[J3C0]

He smiled slightly, she wouldn't have to kneel soon, not to him anyway, the Dark Lord was another question.
The Maelibus stared at the apprentice for a moment, his eyes shifting over the Miraluka, studying her. He had never personally dealt with her, but he had heard very good good things about her, things that had lead him to the decision before him. His lipless smile widened slightly, face stretching as he let out a low chuckle.

“Rise.” A one word command “You need not kneel before an equal.”

Shara was many things, but one could never say he wasn't a supporter of his brothers and sisters. Tiiona had now earned that right. She was to be an equal in his eyes. Oh sure he was more powerful than her by leagues yet, but that didn't make her any less his equal.

She was to be a Knight. “By the Dark Lords will and my own, you shall no longer be an apprentice.”
[member="Tiiona"]

 

[Darth Naomi]

Her shrouded figure would straighten up as she was told to rise. It was true that all One Sith were equal before the Dark Lord, a sort of unique belief when it came to Sith orders, or so she had gathered from her studies, but she simply couldn't help but feel the vast difference in the powers that were hers and the being's in front of her. It was nigh impossible to unveil the mind of Shara to understand what he truly meant by her no longer being an apprentice, so she simply remained silent and awaited what would follow.

[member="Darth Shara"]

 

[J3C0]

Shara stood there for a few more minutes, letting the Miraluka stew in her own curiosity. It was only a few moments really, but it was entertaining to the Maelibus. Finally he smiled, and then spoke again, that rumbling voice seeming to buzz throughout the entire room.

“You are to become a Knight. Become a Darth.” He smiled, as much as he could. “My and the rests equal.”

She would need to think of a Darth Name.

 

[Darth Naomi]

Tiiona would be both surprised and relieved. These were great news! She was honestly very happy to be acknowledged like that, to truly become their equal, a Darth. The overwhelming emotions would leak out and if the mountain in front of her was at least minimally adept at sensing such things, he would probably notice it as Tiiona miserably failed to conceal it, even if her face did not show it.
At the same time she did not really know what to expect. Was there going to be some sort of ceremony? Bowing slightly she would say "You honor me immensely."

[I was under impression that the one who gives me the mark also names me and I only choose the Darth name OOC. Which I have chosen to be Darth Naomi, by the way. And the mark to appear on the forehead.]
[member="Darth Shara"]

 

[J3C0]

(It is given, that was a subtle OOC hint for you to give me a name you'd like XD)
Shara watched her for a moment more, then began to build power within himself. The Dark mark that stretched out across his hard armor like skin began to shift and move about. Black ink seemed to twitch and twirl in circles, shifting until it reached his finger tips.

“As we all are. You will be marked.” It was simple, all apprentices knew of the Dark Mark in a way, They knew of the ceremony around it, of the Dark lords touch upon them that would raise them to be an equal of all One Sith. All apprentices sought to receive it, all Apprentices sought to be Darths. Shara himself had been the same once, so very long ago. “From this day forth...”

He trailed off suddenly as he reached up, his index finger touching Tiiona's forehead. A burst of energy released itself, the darkside traveling from him into the woman in front of him. Blackness spreading on her forehead. “You shall be Darth Naomi.”

A new name, for a new Sith, a true Sith.

 

[Darth Naomi]

The Miraluka would remain steady, observing the subtle changes that were occurring before her. She knew of the Dark Mark as something the One Sith members received from the Dark Lord or sometimes from one of the lords. A mark that made everyone equal. Regardless, let's not dwell.

She would close her blind eyes as the Darth's touch relayed the mark through a flow of the force. Embracing the changes inside her the newly born Darth Naomi would linger for a moment before opening her eyes, normally white the eyeballs would be void black - a temporary change which would recede in a moment together with the mark that bloomed on her forehead like a vicious and vital flower. As was her true name revealed to her, so she also gained her purpose. The path which the Dark Lord would take her.

[I think we can end it here? I'm rather unsure how to finish this properly if we decide to continue]