The Cloud Pavilion (Anaya)

[Syn]

(no only one was saved)

It was a strange notion he could admit but the note had been clear and attracting attention from a sith master usually meant a few things. Rivals, vendetta's, offers of friendship and temptations of power. The problem was, he didn't care about that at the moment, he didn't feel the weight that came from wanting to atone for his past evils if anything Iella and Aleidis had shown him... That he had. That six hundred years of repentance for two hundred of evil was more then enough/ So why had he come here to the City in the Clouds to meet a sith lord? Perhaps to see if he really was better then he used to be, maybe he hoped she had seen the error of her ways or maybe he wanted to just show respect to a comrade in the events that had transpired. She would have been fighting across the galaxy as well against those things so they had something in common and perhaps from there a dialogue coulee be formed to. Well he left the idea of redeeming her sit in the corner, if she was a master a lord it meant she would be devoted in her ways.

The place though on Bespin he had come to meet the woman though it was secluded high above the city with a great view apparently but more then that it was always shifting in the wind. His senses were good but others could hide their force presence, they could approach the sithspawn hybrid and be a void. So he would rely on his sense of smell with hearing, he would allow her to scout the entire area if need be but there was nobody else here. He had come in private and wore his councilor threads. Black sash over his eyes, black long sleeve shirt that went up to his neck and tightly folded over, black pressed pants and boots with his sabers not there. Should this turn out to be a trap well he had more then enough offensive techniques to get to the hanger and his blades. That she might try it though... He was willing to give a little trust and take a little risk. Made this far more fun as he folded his right hand over his left fist then waited for @Anaya Fen.

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya watched from a distanced, not because she was parniod of him failing to come alone, but because she was curious. Sith magic kept her aura curled tightly around her, making her invisible to the unseeing eye. She trusted Syn to come alone simply because Jedi we far too trusting themselves. Slowly she moved acorss the pavilion, bare feet making no sound on the cold floor beneath her. But one couldn't hide Anaya's scent. A beautiful killer, an infamous femme fatal. She smelt good, better to those who were more inclined to bed women who could kill them in their sleep.

She waited till she was a few feet from him before releasing her spell, her dark aura flaring. It was a cruel thing to do really, considering she understood better than most what it was to be blind, but Anaya simply couldn't help herself. If she could cause any discomfort or flicker of fear, no matter how small, she would.

"Hello, Syn." she purred. "You came alone, as expected. Did you tell anyone you were coming though?"

 

[Syn]

@[member="Anaya Fen"]

He had smelled her before he could sense her, concealing herself in the force was smart but that scent. Female with so much danger, it was exhilarating to say the least and he listened to her words feeling the blood of his body boil. She wasn't just using some simple force force to hide no it was sorcery and the urge to rise from his seat at that. Most were not strong in it but sith magic called to sithspawn blood, it called to that part of him who had been created by the monster maker. He still rose up though of his own accord suppressing that with a small inward snarl. His voice came out with a slight gravely pitch. "Lady Fen, thank you for coming."

Then slowly he held his hand out to the seat across the table and offered a bow of his head. "Please sit, there is tea and caf." His 'gaze' as it were though remained on her while all senses heightened. He listened for her heartbeat and any changes in her scent. The underlying smell of female could and was masking the scent of a murderer. Then again weren't they all, he even let the idea of redeeming the infamously seductive Anaya Fen enter for a brief moment. She wouldn't be able to be near the padawans sure but the brief flicker of thought was replaced while he sat down and spoke.

"Who could I tell of this meeting? There is not a soul at the temple who would see this as a smart idea, or good for the health. There are some legends of your prowess both in and out of combat, talks of your beauty though looking at you all I see it power, your scent while sweetly hides that hint of a killer and ooohhh your stance, your presence screams villain. It would be ill advised to try to trick you and earn your ire but given events that have happened. Perhaps the necessity of star crossed allies has more benefits then detriments."

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya settled in the chair opposite, her smirk ever present, chuckling lightly at his response. "Star crossed allies?" she repeated "Has a ring to it, but alliances and me are not something that goes well together." Two Emperor's and one Empress were more than capable of confirming Anaya's treasonous traits, and to add to the pile there was also Kaine, once her lover no her enemy and sweet and foolish Darth Oman. Her lips curled as she recalled the look of shook on his face as his hands scrambled to stem the flow of blood from his throat.

"Unless," she said softly her mind reaching out to Syn's the soft whispers of another sith spell calling out to influence his mind. "There is something in it for me..." Anaya was testing her boundaries, better to cross the line in the early stages than later on. "You're a sithspawn, yet you are a Jedi. Fascinating, perhaps why I chose to meet with you. Or perhaps it was because I figured you would be more agreeable than some like...Darron Wraith. Either way, my want is simple. I like to be informed, Syn. I like to know what is happening in the galaxy and when. I have ears and eyes in the Empire, in the Mandalorian's and one or two low placed eyes and ears in the Republic, though a lowly secretary doesn't hear much. I want eyes and ear in the Order."

Table set. It was Syn's move. Anaya pushed harder with the spell, eyes glittering with malice the smile never leaving her face.

 

[Syn]

@[member="Anaya Fen"]

"There is something in it for me..." He felt her there and remained still for a moment. Mentally his defenses were adequate, compared to some but against sith magics they were... Strange. He could feel her and would want to but couldn't. The latent loyalty to his long dead masters stayed his mind. The maker had been very careful while the image of a man shrouded in black with eyes like the night skies pushed back. A mental defense that served no purpose then keeping control of his creature. The jedi master though did speak pushing back at her spell while letting his strength wash over like a hot bath. All heat and every emotion that went into creating him to set his own flesh afire. Then the small chill to bring goosebumps. 'As much as I hate it, my maker was paranoid of ones like you.'

"The jedi order is fulfilling, as much as I have said I hate my past. As much as I seek redemption for it, I do not regret it and were I a different man Lady Fen, were this a different lifetime oh the things... I would have done to you for that. The wonders both pleasurable and deadly, your more then unique. Your one of the few who may have even been able to survive such actions but I cannot partake. As much as it pains me to say it, I doubt I could offer you much insight into the jedi. I am not always around and choose to remain on Tython usually." Then slowly he let a smile come to his lips, something small but her thought of eyes and ears in the temple meant.. She was looking anyways. If not him then it could be someone stupid like Joshua or a padawan she corrupts. Her admittance of spies in the republic and other factions was enough information to put them on a trail perhaps... Though he doubted she would just have them wearing a sign saying spy.

"As to your offer Lady Fen, I wouldn't be much help. Sadly I stay usually on Tython unless needed but if you wish to come and join me. Feel free, I often am without company in the mountains and would welcome a training partner. With your blade rumored to be as fast as your tongue. I think you could teach and learn a great deal. It could be your home as well, we have never turned down one who asked for sanctuary, who have come to us once enemies and now hopefully friends."

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya felt the beast within push back and smirked. There was a darkness deep within Syn, and darkness could be exploited, twisted to her own advantage, but such things took time and patience. "There is no one like me, Syn." She replied softly, her aura pulsing as her own darkness shifted and recoiled. Slowly her aura changed, influence of further magic, one of the early spells she was taught. Slowly the darkness faded and her aura matched that of a Jedi's. "This is what you want to see isn't it..."

His offer of Tython was enough to tell her that. He was not the first to try and tell her there was some light in her, it was the entire reason that Spencer Jacobs was her rival, because she believed Anaya could be saved. Fools, all of them. She was raised in darkness, there was nothing else to her. She released the spell, the darkness exploding outwards once more and soft laugh escaping her lips. "You started well, Syn, don't be a fool now. The only reason I would set foot on Tython would be to wreak havoc and recruit for my own cause. Padawan's are so...vulnerable." she smirked.

"Allow me to give you a little insight. The treaty you have with the Empire will not last. There is always someone lurking in the shadows sharpening their knife preparing to drive it into the Emperor's back. Give me a little insight into the Order, doesn't need to be great just an impression, and I will do what I can to keep you informed of any upsets."

 

[Syn]

@[member="Anaya Fen"]

He had to try right and with a shrug showing his hands. "We all need to try our limits Lady Fen and your correct. I fully expect the sith to betray the Republic, I am counting on it sadly because there are very few sith who are truly loyal to each other. If they aren't infighting then they will be looking for ways to undermine and break the treaty the chancellor wants." His disgust was more in the notion then practice, yes they should be looking for peace but with the empire maybe not the sith. Just like how the jedi were the order protecting the sith exerted their control. The Imperial and Republic have been frenemies in the past well enough to work together but hearing the rest of her words.

As to the idea of informing her about the order, there could be much harm in it or there could be little. Just depends how you looked at it, on the one hand he was getting information from someone who was very good at getting it. On the other hand he might gleam a spot of information or two from her that could be useful in the long run. "Some insight for the order is... Regardless of their actions the jedi will now and forever protect the Republic. Regardless of whether we disagree with it or not."

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya's eyes flashed dangerously "Ah, Syn. I already knew that, I knew that when my master killed Teferi and Darron Wraith married the Order to the Republic. Any divorce will be messy so you will forever protect that which ruins you internally. I suppose that is the truth of most marriages." She rose smoothly and moved to the edge of the pavilion looking out over the world beneath. "The sith will not be your concern. Most infighting you speak of happens in the shadows, but it will not any more. The Emperor's hands will be full and your eyes will be cast elsewhere..."

She smiled to herself "Perhaps I will advise you where you should be looing when the time comes, Syn. Or perhaps, I will simply sit back and watch it all collapse into Chaos. Either way, you meeting me here today has simply reminded me of a fact I needed clarifying." She moved behind him hands settling on his shoulders lips pressed to his ear.

"You are all blind."

Then she was gone. Aura concealed, silent feet carrying her away from him leaving only the sweet scent that came with her.