First Reply The Path To Gluttony

[Alina Tremiru]

Sangnir needed blood. Not specifically the blood cells within it, but the connection it held to the Force. To the Anima that flowed freely through it. Direct feeding was the only sustainable way to fill the Maw that acted as both the heart and reservoir that the Sangnir utilized for their unnatural powers, and just to survive. Not enough, and the Red Thirst would consume their minds utterly and completely, leaving them into a shambling mess that could only feast and devour.

Direct feeding was messy. And through talk with her own master, she had decided to find a different way to feed and sate the Red Thirst.

Alina walked openly through the busy, bustling streets of the cityworld of Nar Shaddaa. She, like all that were here, were just looking to get a fix. Drugs, booze, gambling, other less savory avenues; they cared not for the danger, just the ability to satiate their unending hunger. It was that desperation that bred all manner of emotions. Hate, fear, panic. Some looked calmer than others, but she could feel all of it. And so, she fed. Not on their blood, but their emotions. Little by little, consuming their very essence as she walked by. Most gave her a wide berth. The extravagant black dress she wore made it clear she came from money.

Which might have it's own issue with thieves, but she wouldn't be opposed to a meal that decided to follow her.

 

[Garou Shakti]

A stray asteroid was all it took to have Garou stuck in Nar Shaddaa for a few days as he made his way back towards his covert. Not that he really minded being on the moon after all he had been here more times than he could count hunting bounties or providing security for the local family heads. As he made his way through the piss soaked streets of the Smugglers Moon a youngling caught his eye, the boy no older than twelve, the same age he had been when he had been rescued from the life of being a Sith. The boy had a blaster on his hip as he sat on a bench outside of a club trying his best to look as imposing as the men who surrounded him all obviously on some sort of look out duty for whatever was going on inside.

His attention was suddenly pulled away as he felt a subtle pull in the force as if he was being gnawed at by some unseen presence. Whipping his head around his eyes locked onto the woman in black through the visor of his Beskar'Gam helm. He did not follow her but instead let his aura in the force run dark with the hatred he wielded. Whether this was a warning sign, or an invitation was entirely up to her discretion, either way his hand rested on the crimson lightsaber hilt on his hip as he waited to see how she would respond.

 

[Alina Tremiru]

Alina paused her walk as she felt it. A wave of emotion. Hatred. Her red glowing eyes turned to the source, peering curiously for a brief moment. A Mandalorian. So filled with hate? She smiled, ever so faintly. Then drank in the pure hatred. All that was offered, she devoured as if he'd purposefully given her a meal. Drained the very air around him of that darkness. Her smile grew to the point of her flashing the pointed, vampiric fangs before she mouthed a sentence.

Thank you for the meal.

Then continued on her merry way to find more of these dark emotions to devour.

Garou Shakti

 

[Garou Shakti]

Garou suddenly felt his anger and hatred subside, fade from existence, as if it was being drained away to nothing. Under the cover of his Beskar helm his eyes narrowed as she turned to walk away. What was she...? He had never heard of a creature that could feed on just the raw emotions of others... not in that she did, no this was something different, and he couldn't tell whether it was something to be feared or intrigued by but either way he knew he wanted to know more.

Keeping his aura closely guarded he slowly followed her at a distance. Making sure to keep out of the range of her feeding habits, as he watched as the sheeple of Nar Shaddaa failed to even realize that they were lunch, even less so that a predator walked amongst them... Well beside himself, even the lowliest scum here knew better than to interfere with a Mandolorian.

Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

She didn't continue far. She could feel someone was following. The man from before, if she was sensing it right. Was he curious? Angry? Alina wanted to know, so.. Down a side path, an alley with no one around that she could feel, and she waited. Just out of sight, letting her form sink into the shadows with the simple intention of amping up the spook factor. She did love to embrace just how monstrous she could be.

Once they were both in there, she smiled, stared down towards him with her slightly glowing eyes.

"Hello, dinner."

Garou Shakti

 

[Garou Shakti]

Garou knew a trap when he saw one, he also knew when he was capable of escaping despite the best efforts of those around him, besides he was insatiably curious as to what this ability was. So he indeed followed her into the mouth of the alley, though not far enough in as to risk someone cutting him off from behind should this become that kind of situation.

"What are you?" He responded, cutting past the menacing way in which she referred to him.

Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

"A Sith, Mandalorian. Will you try to fight me knowing that now?" It was a very clear and open challenge, and despite it Alina kept the smile on her face. Calm, almost friendly. Though she did have her hands clasped behind her back and was fiddling with the lightsaber she carried just in case.

"Or did you want to learn? You feel like you've some potential."

Garou Shakti

 

[Garou Shakti]

Garou was almost tempted, her skill was indeed a wondrously terrible thing to behold and it could be found quite useful in his line of work. However he knew from his own time in the Sith that nothing came without a cost that was beyond measure when it came to the dark force Cult. Besides... He had never been one to turn down a challenge and he wasn't going to start now.

As quickly as the challenge had been laid the autocannons on his armor were unfolding from his back letting loose a blast of subsonic slugs that cut through the air with barely a whisper as his own lightsaber flew to his hand igniting into an unstable red saber that sparked as it touched the walls of the alley way.

"Sorry you're cute and all but Sith ain't my type" He said sarcastically as he watched, wondering if she was going to allow herself to be turned into shredded cheese by the auto cannon barrage.

Alina Tremiru

 

[Alina Tremiru]

Alina moved.

Inhumanely fast she darted to the side. The people she'd been feeding off of, the power it gave, she was making full use of it now. Mandalorians especially had always been a problem for her, but as she leapt to the side and away from the initial barrage, flying across the nearby wall as if it was the ground. All with an all too excited expression on her face. She loved to fight, after all. Her own saber came to life in a flash of red. She brought it down, though not for him. Rather, she went for the cannons on his shoulders.

"Suit yourself!"

Garou Shakti