The Deepest Sin (Sith Assassins)

[Darth Ferus]

A new group was needed for the Sith Assassins. An elite group, made with only seven people. Each would be different, a master of a skill the others did not have, and together they would be far more efficient killers. Assassins. Ferus stood within his office on Coruscant, both hands behind his back. His golden gaze stared out over the city landscape.​

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There were so many people here, many of which who chose to live in arrogance. They did not know what lurked in the shadows, what hid from view, waiting to strike at those who thought they could stand against the Sith. All throughout the galaxy it was like this, and fear needed to be restored within the hears of those who thought themselves special.​

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Six of the seven were already selected. The Sith would wait for them, patiently. They had a new task, and one he was sure they'd enjoy.​

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[member="Animus Malgus"]​

[member="Nomkneer artzhul"]​

[member="Nyte Ignis"] ​

[member="Kitty"]​

[member="Naga Itesak"]​

[member="Xavka Duquo"]​

 

[Rapax]

Naga heard the summons and started making his way to ferus's office. He wasnt sure for what purpose but given the source he knew it had to be of great importance. Maybe a mission or some task to better test his abilities he could spend his whole trip to Ferus's office thinking over what Ferus couldv summoned him for either way, The Darth had requested him and he was not about to infuriate his new lord.

[member="Darth Ferus"]

 

[Kitty]

As time progressed [member="Darth Ferus"] seemed to be becoming more and more cryptic. She felt like he was pushing her away. When he called she of course was quick to answer even if she was being called to the planet she despised most. Kitty had incredibly sharp senses and Coruscant loved to abuses them to the point she could swear her nose and ears were bleeding.

For the first time in her life she made it to Ferus's calling on time. With the calling shrouded in mystery Kitty put on her black armor. The armor was specially made to fit snugly to her form revealing her feminine make up. She walked into Ferus's office the only thing revealing her feline genetics, the ears sticking out of the hood and her tail which was also armored. Ferus would recognize the armor in an instant and even if he forgot the fur on her ears made her identity unmistakable to those who knew her. There were also the two unique lightsabers attached to her hips.

The first thing Kitty noticed when entering the room besides Ferus was a strong stench of canine. It seemed someone else the young sith was unfamiliar with had also been summoned and Kitty did not plan on becoming familiar with him. "You just love to torture me don't you Ferus. Call me to the planet I hate most and include something I get along with the least. Just being here is really stressful, are you trying to make me lose it.........again?" Kitty was indeed reaching her breaking point.

 

[Mythos]

Ferus? In an Office? Surely you jest. Animus thought to himself as he was in the lift to the high coruscant buildings, he had been summoned by the Master of Masters, the Leader of the Sith Assassins, Darth Ferus himself or as many other called him, Death, because that is what he brought.
Animus was wearing his black cloak without his hood as he rose to the final level of the place. A part of him was hoping Ferus would train him in something new, Last training had perfected many of his Juyo rotations however... in an Office little training could be done.

Animus sighed as he made his way down the hall to the right and opened the door of his Office, Upon his entry Two of his fellow Sith were here, the Strange looking fellow and a girl/cat he had never seen or heard of before, but she looked uncomfortable here. Animus shurgged as his smile widened placing his yellow Orbs on the Master. Animus bowed deeply in reverence, "What is thy bidding my Lord Ferus?" Animus took time to raise from his Bow. To Animus Ferus was more than Just a Dark lord, a Teacher, a Weapon of war he was sure was invincible, he was sort of a God to him, an Achilles, a Hector, a Super Hero/Villain, he embodied everything Animus coveted; Power, Destruction, Pride... Death to their enemies.

He knew that with Ferus in a Battlefield... Victory was assured every single time, How could any living being come close? He had just seen a fraction of his power ONCE, and it almost killed him in fire, the second time he saw him crush 20 men into nothing using only the Force.... then there was that Incident with the Gen'dai... Ferus' orders were Law to Animus, he took great pride in carrying them out.

 

[Nyte Ignis]

Nyte Ignis made her way confidently through the maze of hallways that led to Darth Ferus' offices. She had been here before, surviving just being his Apprentice. She slowly inhaled, steadying herself as she braced her hands against the door and then pressing inside.

She nodded in acknowledgement to the other members of the SA, but hardly knew any of them personally any more. Her black eyes went to her Master, the collar around her neck a deep reminder of what had recently happened to her. [member="Darth Ferus"] hadn't been able to free her yet. She looked to take a seat near Darth Ferus.

"You summoned us." She spoke more to recognise her own voice, to hear herself as she took her place near him as his Apprentice.

Now she needed to await further orders.

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Growling lowly from deep within his throat, Xavka limped through the hallways that wound their way to the office his fellow Iridonian, even if Ferus no longer bore the body of a Zabrak he maintained the Ama of one, had told him to meet him in. The location of said office grated on Xavka, but he had still come for his Ay'Eder had ordered him. Coruscant was a planet that he held no love from, the lifeless and metallic world had such a foul smell and taste compared to Iridonia alone, let alone one of the more nature-covered worlds, bit into the sensitive senses the Zabrak possessed.

Currently, Xavka was dressed in a black, silk martial-arts jacket that was fastened up to his chin. Matching trouser fell down to his ankles were they flared out slightly. Hanging from his waist was a long chain what was serving as a belt and a pouch was strapped to his right thigh. Wrapped around the feet, ankles and hands of Xavka were brown cloth bandages. Further bandages were wrapped around his head, carefully avoiding his Orat and hid his right eye from view. Soft thuds followed Xavka as he walked as his wooden cane, one he was leaning heavily on, impacted softly against the ground.

In his most recent job, Xavka had grown lax after a string of success and had been caught up in an explosion. The result of which was the loss of his left arm and, later on, that loss resulting in the bones in his right leg being almost completely crushed into dust. As such, Xavka was no left with one arm and a serious limp as, while he was skilled in Force Healing, he was not good enough, nor did he have access to enough Bacta, to fully heal himself.

Stepping into the room he had been ordered to go to, Xavka let the door seal behind him before moving forwards to join the group of fellow Assassins. He cast his eye off of them for a quick moment, registering their faces to memory as well as the possible skills they held based of his own assumptions from their weapons and armour, before turning his attention to the dominating presence of the male before him, [member="Darth Ferus"]. "You asked for me, Ay'Edor?"

 

[Nomkneer]

Nomkneer, as an alert came to his comunications, he quickly stopped the personal training he was doing in his training ground, and told his pilot slave to hyperboost, he has to, for we have to reach ferus as soon as possible as he said "And i mean now!!!" as they departed they dashed in lightspeed, they arrived at the destination and landed theyre ship and he dashed to the hall in which Darth ferus was in and gave all his attention to darth ferus, for none of the others were worthy for Nomkneer to even see theyre faces, for he did not want unnecesary memories, as he walked to Darth Ferus, he sat on one knee and said," i am sorry my lord, i was tardy for the galactic distance between us was much, but i hurried as much and i am here to take either my lesson, or my punishment"

 

[Lord Ajihad]

(OOC: As some of you may know, Darth Ferus is now on a LOA. I will be filling in here until further notice, playing the position of Ferus)

Ferus would nod as each acolyte entered the room, a small smile playing on his lips. Each and every one of these apprentices had shown exceptional growth throughout their time as assassins. Before, they had had been simple initiates, running about on minor missions and such. Now, however, they would serve as more than simple pawns. They would become what all men fear, what goes bump in the night. They would become the Seven Sins.

As [member="Nomkneer artzhul"] bowed before him, the Red Assassin sighed. Some gave in to pain much too easily. He motioned for the the acolyte to stand up. "Get up, Nomkneer. We were just getting started." As the Kaleesh assassin would move back to where the other stood, Krest would begin to pace back and forth, hands clasped behind his back. He looked over the apprentices, nodding in turn to each one. They had proved themselves worthy, and they were about to know it.

"I have assembled you here today because each and every one of you have proven yourselves worthy of being assassins. I have seen unprecedented growth in all of you since day one. You are here because I am assembling an elite group of assassins, and wish for all of you to join. If you would not like to partake in this, leave now." The Red Assassin would stop speaking for a minute or so, to wait for any who wished to leave, and gauge the reactions of the rest.

[member="Xavka Duquo"] [member="Nyte Ignis"] [member="Animus Malgus"] @Kitty @Naga Itesak

 

[Mythos]

" Lord Ferus... " Animus stood with pride and dignity bowing to all members to not seen mover gallant and flamboyant.
"I am with you if you need me, What is out plan my lord?"

Animus had a theory.... No one has seen the Dark Lord, no one knows where he is... Animus had a running through the past few days, maybe... he was here... disguised as one of the people in the meetings. Maybe it was Ferus all along? Either way. He was going to find out soon enough.

 

[Nyte Ignis]

[member="Lord Ajihad"]
[member="Darth Ferus"]

Nyte didn't flinch a moment, retaining that part of her nature at least.

She was here after all, ready for anything else Darth Ferus had to offer.

 

[Rapax]

Naga stayed where he was he wasnt about to pass an opportunity to be apart of the elite.

Lord Ajihad
Darth Ferus

 

[Nomkneer]

As Nomkneer got up and stood in line with the other accolytes and Darths selected to be the seven sins: Wrath, Pride, Gluttony, Lust, Greed, Sloth and envy, the only thought Nomkneer had was the pride of being awarded a tittle of the sith, and most of all because the tittle, was of wrath!

Nomkneer looked to the sides and saw [member="Darth Mythos"] (Animus Malgus) in the line, Nomkneer thought "I bet his awarded tittle will be pride, because that man breathes, eats and even his mind is all about his pride" as he looked to Animus, he smiled, and Animus noticed him looking and smiled too because they've been through hardships in missions and know that they are comrades of the sith, and warriors of the Dark Side.

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Xavka quirked a brow at the enthusiasm of one of the Acolytes, but that minute expression was gone before it was there for longer than even a few seconds, focus returning to the imposing figure of the Red Assassin. Instead of immediately stepping forwards and voicing an acceptance of the new position among the Assassins as four other Acolytes seemed to do so, Xavka stayed silent turning the offer over in his mind, looking at both the positives and the negatives, only to find that he had next to now information to go on.

Brows furrowed slightly, Xavka spoke up. "Edor," he offered a quick bow to Ferus before continuing, "I'm afraid I have no reply to you. You say that we have to choose now to either accept or decline, yet we have no details. May I ask what this new position will require of me?"


[member="Darth Ferus"]
[member="Lord Ajihad"]

 

[Kitty]

Many others flooded into the room and Ferus made no acknowledgment of even her presence preferring to ignore her and speak to the group as a whole. He spoke of forming an elite group. "I'm in." Kitty stated. Ferus no doubt invited here today because he expected her to join. What his motivations were, were unknown to Kitty for the time being. His ignorance of her made it clear to Kitty he was indeed trying to piss her off. When she went berserk and killed who knows how many in this room she would refuse to take responsibility for it and blame it on Ferus.

Someone else in the group whom Kitty had never meet nor recognized the scent to, expressed his concern with the lack of detail in what they were joining. It was said it was going to be an elite group and as far as Kitty cared that is all she needed to know.

 

[Nyx]

Kaali was still recovering from her time in the carbonite, but had enough of her strength back to practice with her lightsaber.
She was facing off against three practice droids, her eyes closed in anticipation. Until finally, the time came when she heard the clank of a droid's footstep.
Her yellow lightsaber sprang to life with a snap-hiss, moving to deflect the droid's training saber. The two collided, Kaali's face remaining neutral. The other two droids made their moves, which Kaali saw in her peripheral vision. She kicked the droid saber-locking with her, turning to face her new opponents.
One droid slashed from the right, the other from the left.
With a moment's thought, her lightsaber parried the left strike, while her other hand sent out Force energy to stop the other one. They were held like that for a moment, before Kaali increased the amount of energy, and the droid was blasted to pieces. One lightsaber strike later and the other's head rolled on the floor.

That was how the messenger found her, standing amongst a sea of droid parts. He told her that the leader of the Assassins wanted to see her. She wasn't keen on the Sith just yet, but she supposed that she had little choice after they rescued her.

When she arrived, she saw that he had six others there with him, most kneeling before him.
She refused to do so.
"You sent for me, Ferus, is it?" The woman crossed her arms as she stared at the Sith Lord. "How may I assist you?"​

 

[Lord Ajihad]

Ferus's eyes would turn to [member="Xavka Duquo"], cocking his head as he did so. "Xavka. This position places you above other members of our order, yet it will require much from you. All will give some, some will give all. Don't think of yourself. If you don't agree with these terms, then leave. You can be replaced." As usual, the Red Assassin's words carried a blunt truth behind them. They weren't meant to be mean, but if the Iridonian interpreted it that way, then so be it.

Just then, [member="Kaali Tahlee"] would enter the room. Her body language signified resentment towards Ferus, but he cared not. He had more important things to do than to worry about how she felt. "Ah, yes, Kaali Tahlee. I've been expecting you. I am forming an elite group of assassins, and you will lead them. Any questions?"

[member="Kitty"]
[member="Nomkneer artzhul"]
[member="Naga Itesak"]
[member="Nyte Ignis"]
[member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

"Lead them?" Animus scoffed, "You are our Leader Lord Ferus, You have always been our leader and now we are supposed to be lead by some Hot shot pup out of the Academy? With all do respect sir and you know my Admiration to you but i'd rather work alone than under faulty leadership." He looked over at the intended lady "No offense" He was the Sin of Pride and he would be damned if he was shoveled Bantha crap by Anyone.
"My Lord, if you say so i will obey, it is not my place to speak the words i say but i speak them... without fear and attending to the consequences as i always have."
He threw himself back in resignation, being lead by someone he had yet to see truly engage in battle was out of the karking question for Mythos. Sure let him get another demotion or some asinine retort and scolding. To Him. This was the Truth.

[member="Lord Ajihad"] [member="Kaali Tahlee"] @Kitty @Xavka Duquo [member="Naga Itesak"] [member="Nomkneer artzhul"]​

 

[Rapax]

Naga pondered the situation before him but he said nothing. Animus said what was on his mind already and he thought it best for the situation at the time to keep silent. While pondering the new leadership possibilities.

 

[Nyte Ignis]

Nyte frowned at the outbreak, looking over at the female. Her head tilted as she looked at the new female. She wouldn't fight any words, preferring to see what others brought to the table as it were.

She hated when other people doubted the skills of someone out of the Academies. Nyte knew how it was to be doubted because of being an Apprentice, or from being fresh.

"I certainly welcome [member="Kaali Tahlee"] . She holds herself well over such contempt. Do you forget the days of doubt? I will trust in Darth Ferus' judgement and not question it like bickering rancor welps. Perhaps, this Kaali will surprise you."

Nyte bowed her head to the will of Darth Ferus, honouring her pledge to remain loyal to what he said as truth.

 

[Xevek Nekonis]

Xavka held his tongue while three others, soon to be fellow Sins, expressed their opinions on the new arrival. During that time, his eyes had been flickering over the female's, Kaali's, body looking for the signs of hard work all bodies did if their owners were serious in their training. Finding what he saw satisfactory, he spoke up after the female who was currently speaking fell quiet.

"I find myself agreeing with my college here," he titled his head in the tattooed woman, "I will welcome Kaali Tahlee as a leader. Edor Ferus would not of chosen her for no reason." Xavka turned to face Kaali and offered her a quick bow. "I look forwards to working with you."

[member="Kaali Tahlee"]