Private The Snake Charmer

[Kaidan Ordo]

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The Snake Charmer​

Location: Unknown, on board Barefu Shysa 's ship.​

tag: Barefu Shysa​

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He still wasn't in the best shape, though, he had certainly felt worse. His 'captor' was an odd woman, someone he couldn't wrap his mind around. She was quite the warrior, one of the few that managed to best him; damn near killed him in fact. Yet, she spared his life. She had threatened him several times over, but the later threats felt more empty than the first. Which meant she was either willing to accept his presence, or she was too tired to continue their banter. Honestly, it was hard to tell. His father's empire was on the verge of crumbling, not by any fault of the man's own doing, but rather a pure reality of the times they lived in. The Empire was faltering, too many of their brood fought one another, and all the years of villainy they had committed would see them undone. Or so their enemies believed. He wasn't sure what would await him when he returned home, perhaps he would be beaten, tortured even for losing his ship?​

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He couldn't be certain. All he could do now, was muse at the situation, and hope that this 'Barefu' woman wasn't serious about eating him. He might have been a wounded animal in her eyes, but everyone knew even a crystal fox was still dangerous when cornered.​

 

[Barefu Shysa]

It was a good series of questions the advisors at her front had laid upon her. In addition to the simple fact that she was harboring an enemy to the Galactic Alliance, making his very still beating heart an act of treason. Though, Barefu couldn't give a damn about that. If everyone kept their mouths shut, and tongues flat; there should have been no risk of discovery. They were after all, on a supersized stealth battleship. Not yet had it been struck in battle, or for that matter fired its weapons in any official capacity however. A virgin ship, through and through. Yet, ready to do what it needed to when the time came. Glide up alongside an enemy craft broadside, and delete it with a relatively sudden barrage of close-range fire.

Though, in honesty the true nature of the Wraith was to be used as an ambush craft. If the enemies position could be guessed before-hand, their scientists wagered the Wraith could swing well above its weight class, and while the ship wasn't exactly the most armored, it held a wide array of munition, and electrical deterrent to maintain itself while it threw down with the wide array of guns on the craft; which ranged from projectile, to energy, and in a pinch? Pure Radiation. She still hadn't gotten a clear answer back on the absolute legality of that last bit, but.. Killing is killing.

After Barefu had head enough of their rambling, she hissed to her side, sitting lazily in her throne chair, as a few woman around her braided her hair gently, thick rows of tightly compacted black strands pulled together in a hairstyle that was reserved for battle. The remaining bits of hair that hung at her back flicking with the movement.

"Sursssasseshh"

She snapped in return, eyes flicking between the two, taking solid note of their body language. Anything other than fealty may have found a strongly opposed reaction. They kneeled, palms moving up to press against their foreheads for a moment, Barefu's eyes still snapping between them in succession. After they displayed their understanding she was still in command, she would loose a sudden chuckle from herself, and rise to her feet. Thudding down the series of steps that led to the floor room of her private chambers. They made way almost as if they had precognition; allowing the towering Serpentine Queen to travel as she wished.

None would question her, let alone her own subjects... There were personal things she would have liked to do before she died, and passed the mantle to another. She believed, that perhaps she could so some of those things if she acquired the help of the Mandolorian Jedi Warrior... Which was something she had never heard about before. She had only ever met three Mandalorian's in her life, and she never even saw their faces. Beyond that, she generally hid her Force Signature from other Force Sensitives. Some were more powerful than her, even she knew that.

Her hatred wasn't so deep that she could match a truly dedicated Sith without some motivation that is. As she thudded to the exit, she reached out her right hand, allowing both Kaidan Ordo 's blade, and her long deceased Masters come to hand, both held in between the fingers of one hand tautly. It wasn't long before she was walking into his cell, the guards in the room looking up, and offering a light bow to her presence. She flicked her head to the door, loosing a light hiss in their direction; and out they went.

When they was done, she moved to sit. Glaring at her captive, though a curious smile crossed her features.

 

[Kaidan Ordo]

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The Snake Charmer​

Location: Unknown, on board Barefu Shysa 's ship.​

tag: Barefu Shysa​

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He had spent most of his time confined in a meditation of sorts, focusing on the faint pain that lingered in his body, and building up on ignoring it. He could feel her near, her presence was like a ripple in the force, a ball of brooding. It reminded him of younger acolytes when they arrived on Korriban, but the power that rippled out from within her...well, it was commendable to say for sure. He didn't doubt her power, nor her intent. Her race was unknown to her, as was the source of her power. Regardless, he was smart enough to not test her, least she put an end to him; which she very easily could do in his current condition.​

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The cell was something he was used to, after all, he had grown up in such an environment. The armed guards didn't unsettled him, if anything they provided more insight into what Barefu's race was like. They had similar features, yet she was a hell of alot taller than her. These thoughts of course changed, as he felt Barefu approaching, and raised his head up as she neared. Entering, he saw rather swiftly that she held his lightsaber, and frowned slightly at that. What perturbed him, was how swiftly the guards fled the room as she issued her silent command, leaving the pair alone. He was quiet, watching her, studying her, as she sat across from him. Was she...smiling? Odd. "I didn't expect visitors, should I feel honored?" He asked, has hands coming together in his lap, waiting for the snake queen to make the first move.​