To the Edge of Night (Mythos)

[Ultimatum]

So Atrisia, an interesting place to say the least. Ultimatum had not read or searched much about the planet. He had known it was under his business partner and friend's control, Animus. Or as he preferred to be called nowadays Ultimatum had noticed, [member="Darth Mythos"]. Ultimatum did not pretend to understand the Sith enamoring with the title, as it indicated no power other than the power that all the people put over a word.

It was a nice planet, though Ultimatum found it somewhat ordinary. That was not a bad thing in his mind, he didn't always like having the possibility of being struck by a random flying piece of metal, an all together frightening fact that was all too common on Mustafar. There seemed to be a peace on the planet, it was pleasant change from the work of his own. He wondered if Malgus had as much work to do owning the planet as he did.

Rest and questions however were not the reason for the visit. He was here to get his new allies some training. Six of them sat in seats around Ultimatum on the Fate. They had already told him of their discomfort, the Fate was too small for them to do much in the time it took to go from Mustafar to Atrisia. There was not enough room for the men to really exercise. He was glad to see that they were handling it well, especially the team medic, who was talking some medical things over with MU-01, the droid medic stationed on the Fate at all times. AU-01 was spending time speaking with the team's best sniper, apparently the guy was getting bored of the droid and was only half listening as the other troops in the team talked to one another. They were looking forward to their first actual combat situation, then they could get some good stories to tell to other soldiers they became friends with.

Ultimatum decided it was time to let his host know that he was coming, he had held it off as long as possible, if only to surprise a friend. He spoke directly through the HoloNet trying to contact him, "Greetings Lord and King of Atrisia. This is Ultimatum, I would like to talk if I may. Do you read me?"

 

[Mythos]

The Day had been very eventful Atrisia to say the least, Mythos was preparing for a new construction to be built along side the Military Academy plus a massive Monolith to Honor it's creator was being designed for the future, a payment to Spaarti way done and an Insane amount of Clone Cylinders were on their way.... so far a Good day for the Man who Sat in the Massive Stone Throne of Atrisia's Palace. Darth Mythos.

A Soldier sprinted to his front while Groom eyed him intensely, His Tuk'ata was a Monster now, Almost Two years old Groom was Big and Strong enough to rip men in half... and he had...

"My Liege, Ultimatum Lord of Mustafar requests an Audience"

Mythos smiled for a long second before he responded. "Bring him before me then"

Mythos had gotten to know his men and Women of his Elite guards, he started to memorize their names, their lives and studies their habits and their preferences... They were his basic link to Living. The Bastions were the but you could never actually see them. This Soldier was Martha, a Mother of Three, and one bad-ass Lady, had served him well in Atten II and under her belt Thirty Seven Kills of Mandalorians and other Ilk, Mythos knew it was more but she still counted the Tank as One.

"How's Jason? Doing good in School?"

Normally one could never determine any attributed under the Guise of the Guards' mask but after a shocked pause she removed her headgear and revealed the long curly red hair and the two amazing Green eyes with an astounded look on her face. "He's doing fine now My Lord, Thank you for Asking"

Mythos smiled and nodded shooting her a sly wink before settling back in his chair. "Good to hear. He will be getting the Scholarship to the Academy if he so wishes" That is what Mythos wanted in the End, More troops and Loyal Soldiers second Generation Force Sensitive Commandos were so hard to come By....

Martha Chuckled and bowed, "I am Humbled by your Kindness My liege"

Mythos shook his head and respond with equal tone. "And i am Honored by your Service..."

Glances of Equal shared admiration passed between the King and his Guard when she turned and walked out he could only help but think what Ultimatum was doing all the way over in Atrisia, he did not consider the Lord of Mustafar to be a Traveler, still he was happy to meet him and for the first time on Mythos' planet instead. He would be met by an Onslaught of Paparazzi first, Mythos being a Sort of Media Scandal now a Days, an Armored Vehicle second and the Royal Jar'Kai Guard last before seeing Martha in the Steps of the Palace where she would escort him to the Throne.

@Ultimatum
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[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum was glad when at last the Fate landed. The doors opened and the soldiers jumped out and looked around. Ultimatum could already hear them talking about the planet. Apparently they liked this one more than Mustafar and Ultimatum couldn't blame them. This planet was much more suited to the organic's needs than that flaming inferno of a world. He was alright with either planet, the beauty here was a pleasant change from the beauty of fire and lava.

The men moved around for a few moments, trying to sort out their gear, they fell into line a moment later as Ultimatum slowly stepped off the Fate. The medic was the first in the line with the five snipers to his left. Ultimatum looked each one up and down. Nope, even the long journey had not damaged their standards overly much. He gave them the order to follow him, fortuitously right before a large number of civilians seemed to flood into the hangar bay. Ultimatum wasn't certain of their intent and almost activated his blaster system, but when the cameras started flashing he immediately calmed himself and ordered the doors to the Fate to close.

They were like pieces of hot metal, these people of the press seemed to stick once they noted someone odd. The clones were dutifully silent, but many a curious glance was directed from them to the press. Ultimatum was relieved to see the armored vehicle, wondering humorously if it would have been able to stop the hoard of people taking photos and asking unanswered questions. It was so irritating, all the sound, that he turned off his audio sensors and switched his vision to thermal, at least that would not be as badly blinded by the photographers.

He stepped aboard along with his men and they all took a seat, Ultimatum was not surprised at the big Jar'Kai. An interesting addition, probably to hold back the crowds when he goes out for some exercise, Ultimatum thought with a small smile. He closed his eyes when he felt a tapping on his shoulder. One of the clones was trying to talk and Ultimatum belatedly remembered that he had turned his audio input off. He activated and listened.

"So what sort of training is that we will be receiving, if you don't mind me asking sir."

Ultimatum bet that the others had put this guy up to the task of finding out. Must have drawn the short straw. "We will see what sort of training that my friend will give you. Just know that it will probably be a very difficult training session or sessions."

Some of the others commented how it couldn't be harder than the sniper training they had received, which was both extensive and exhaustive. Ultimatum smiled at this, they had the drive, he just hoped they wouldn't be broken, it would be a long time before he could replace of them and he didn't want to have to either way.

The vehicle arrived and Ultimatum was the first out, he nodded to the guard, female by the stance and body structure, as he fell into follow her. He was brought before [member="Darth Mythos"] and the clones stood at attention behind Ultimatum as he stepped forward. "It is good to see you again Malgus. How are you doing?" He had a throne, that was a good start. Ultimatum was one talk, he didn't have a throne or any true seat of power other than his base of operations.

 

[Mythos]

"I can already see the headlines, Emperor of Atrisia Allied With Droid OverLord in an Unknown Military Exercise" Mythos stood from his Throne and walked towards the Lord of Mustafar Arms wide and a smile in his face. "Ultimatum, damn good to see you. As you can see by your surrounding.... i'm doing better than ever. "

His smile turned into a confused look when he saw a score of Clones behind him and noticed the tell tale signs of Spaarti genetics at work, That company was going to be a major asset to both their futures... Mythos just knew it. "Clones?" Mythos scoffed, he was bias and skeptical of Clone abilities compared to normal organics like Himself and the Jar'Kai for now, he thought them a good front line but nothing else.... Clones were expendable in his eyes for the time being.

He walked about them and eyes them from helmet to boot, every single one in an Orderly file, Some were clearly Medics due to their get up and equipment and others were clearly Scouts based upon the basic observation. Mythos was never a trainer of basic troops other than the Jar'Kai who he personally trained but he was considered one of the best swordsmen in this side of the Galaxy, a title he laughed at considering he knew many better swordsmen many of which would end him in a flash if given the right angle.

"They look Practical to say the least... I believe they hold the secret for your unexpected arrival at my gates?" His question was answered by himself, one who could easily put two and two together knew the Lord of Mustafar did not come all the way to Atrisia for pleasantries, "Either way there is a project i needed to speak to you about, Two Drexls One Boulder i guess" He chuckled holding his arms out wide, "What can i do for you my Old Durasteel friend?"

Martha Bowed to have her leave and Mythos nodded his head slightly at the woman, She had a very nice body and she was as beautiful as she was deadly... yet lust would not take him right now, they had time for such things later... who could deny the Emperor after all? Bed riddled with the Most beautiful women in Atrisia or with his Beloved Serena Mythos was never one to sleep in a Cold bed. The Jar'Kai were around them at all times, like Iron bound sentinels of Power always ready to either Destroy or Protect, Imposing and Galant, However contrary to popular belief one never saw two thirds of the Jar'Kai, The Bulwark and the Sentinels were not supposed to be seen...



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[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum was glad that their time apart had not dulled the organic's mind. Though he did seem to have a humorous view on the press, which was delightful to say the least. Mustafar's closest resemblance was practically controlled about what they were allowed to send out. For the most part he didn't care what was shown to the public, they trusted him mostly. The problems with the enemy on the planet had been the first thing that he had truly had to work hard to cover up.

He was interested to hear about Animus' project idea, however he had to answer the questions first. He smiled as he replied to the final question, wondering if the Sith were perhaps enjoying the view of the female guard that had just left. Well, that would be one reason for being a scandal in the news then, Ultimatum thought to himself.

"I was hoping that you could give these clones some extra training in hand to hand combat and perhaps how to fight a Jedi. You have done well training your own guards, I have heard stories of their abilities." It helped of course that the name of a city on the planet was Jar'Kai. It made sense that the guards would be practitioners of the training, however he was surprised that they were not given to the Style of the Rancor fighting. It was a form that Ultimatum had researched and it apparently would be quite useful to those that utilized two sabers.

[member="Darth Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

Mythos stood in silence for a long moment, he stood and thought about this complex order that he knew was not too far out of his reach. With his hand on his chin he nodded and breathed deeply before he responded. He chuckled softly at the remark of the stories that the Jar'Kai were already earning for themselves, Mythos took no credit, each and every one of the three-hundred Elite Jar'Kai Warriors was in a league of his or her own.

"Why of course, i am sure i can come up with a training exercise up to their caliber... however you must understand."

Mythos held the words as he walked and looked at every single clone with eyes for fury and Violence. Mythos judged them by their size, their weapons, their armors.... and found them lacking. "My Training style is not what you call."

He stopped in the face of a single clone he could feel emotion from. "Humane.." He smiled as he turned back to Ultimatum."Force Users are a complicated lot, one must be prepared to deal with them more expertly than other threats." Mythos waved his hand dismissively before continuing. "Mandalorians might have toys but most of the time an EMP will deal with it, Jedi and Sith do not get hampered by such measly technology... If i train them... i cannot guarantee their survival... "

He pointed to Martha and told her to approach, As she did Mythos Unclipped his lightsaber and executed a Lightning flash overhand chop that if one blinked one would never see it. Equally as swift Martha unclipped her own Crimson saber and blocked his attack backing off.

With a smile he bowed, "Thank you" She stood for a second and pumped her hard with her fist before backing off to where she stood, Mythos eyes' locked upon her rear end for a second him. "As you can see, Results speak for themselves... Are you sure you wish to proceed?"
@Ultimatum

 

[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum smiled at the display. It was an impressive feat, however it was also predictable. That was the greatest flaw in almost all of the Jedi and Sith ways, most lightsaber wielders as well, they relied on close quarters combat. They would come at someone and expect that person to come to them or stay and fight. Fleeing was a possibility but most people did not.

He replied, with a humorous smile, "Ah but have you heard the sayings of the old Jedi hunters? 'Grenades, Sonic Screamers, Cluster Rockets, Plasma Charges, and Mines. Never attack a Jedi directly when one can gun down his or her allies. Don't let them get close.' Obviously I came because I wanted to cover that fact that Jedi more often than not do get close, otherwise I might have stayed back on Mustafar and build armaments there."

He turned and looked at each of the clones in the line, his metallic heart was heavy with the thought of losing even one of these souls. It was probably a weakness, but one of the few good ones he had inherited from his original master and maker. He had found that even as a droid organic underlings often responded well to compassion and overvaluing. His face became visually somber as he thought this over.

"I would prefer to keep these men alive if at all possible. They are not your Jar'Kai and I doubt they can be expected to accomplish the same. If you cannot assure me of their survival as a group then I would prefer just hand to hand. Perhaps once they have experienced true combat then they may be ready by your standard for the more advanced training. I hope you can understand."

[member="Lord Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

Mythos nodded, he understood the emotions that might have flown from him building an elite force. When the Jar'Kai were formed about six hundred men and women were chosen and set up in pairs of two with Lightsabers to duel each other to the death, effectively cutting the Number of the Jar'Kai in half... and that was only the first step of their training. "I understand Old Friend, Hand to hand training it is."

Mythos smiled and clapped his hands twice, upon their sound the Jar'Kai Captains Marched forward and stood beside the King of Atrisia, Due to the absence of the Old Captains the New ones were more than Just three in number, but now the Commanders were only four.

"These are my Captains, they are my best. Warriors so well trained they can hold their own against any force User in the Galaxy. Martha"
With every name the captains would remove their head gear. "The Head of the Jar'Kai and my most Trusted Warrior"
Her eyes Blazed in green lit light and scorn in her eyes could be seen from miles, Martha Was without a doubt the single most deadly Warrior in the Jar'kai, that she just so happened to be an attractive lady was extra.

"Ying Gang" The second Captain took his head gear off, an Atrisian Male of Black hair and Dark Eyes, Head of the Bulwark and the Strongest force User of them all. He had shown great Promise and great Strength in leadership as well. His name was literally translated into Shadow Steel, he moved like a shadow too. "The Commander of the Bulwark and the Expert in Battle Meditation" An Ability Mythos himself Envied. The Young man showed much promise.

"Karirio Banzai" Mythos smiled at the Sight of him taking off his Sentinel Helmet, The Sentinels were the Closest thing resembling the Clones Ultimatum brought in the Jar'Kai. They were Engineers, Snipers, Marksmen but also Swordsmen and Force Users when they had to be... rarely did they get close enough for an Actual Fight in hand to hand combat....armed with the SA Signature Rifle, they would plop down force Users at a safe distance... and Karirio was the very best. "Also known as Captain Banzai, Explosives expert and Master Marksman" He was round-ish, Red big Cheeks and a Man-Bun with the Atrisian Hairstyle and out of the Three captains so far, the Blue eyed Banzai was the Biggest and the most Visual intimidating of the Three.

Mythos stood before Ultimatum quite pleased with his Soldiers and his Smile gave way to a nod followed closely by his Tuk'ata Groom,now three years old. "The Training Arena in Northwest, My Captains will take your Men to the training Arena, I would like to discuss something with you privately if i may" His smile out of the corner of his mouth would spell what he really wanted to do, his plan.... was in motion...


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[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum nodded to the clones, who prepared to follow the indicated men to the arena. What they lacked in physical strength or experience they made partly up for in enthusiasm and ability to learn quickly. Or at least that is what they believed. It would be time who would tell whether that were enough.

Ultimatum then turned to [member="Lord Mythos"] replying, "Certainly. What is it you wish to speak of?" Ultimatum wondered if perhaps the Sith had another scheme prepared, perhaps one to take over another planet or overthrow the Sith Emperor. Ultimatum didn't know, he didn't have much experience in such things. He always had other things to worry about so he had rarely studied Sith infrastructure. Of course that would be changing in the near future. He had discovered a new ability of his own, well more correctly an extension of an already well founded ability. He had found himself able to break into smaller banking systems and actually input money, no need to deposit anything. Of course this was an illegal thing and Ultimatum knew the risks of it. He had only tried once, but then he had created an algorithm that he could set on any system to decide whether he could break into it safely. The fact was that while he didn't have much in the way of choices in regards to which banks he could hack, the mere fact that he could was enough to show him that he was becoming more powerful thanks to the droids he had working at over three dozen HoloNet stations. The money he could create, its wasn't the money itself that concerned Ultimatum, it was what that meant. He had studied only a little in economics, something else he was rectifying, however he knew that he could begin to cause trouble on the galactic scale with this sort of thing. That was part of his plan now.

 

[Mythos]

Mythos walked towards a Turbo Lift that would lead up to one of the most interesting places in the Palace of the Emperor: The Command room. Mythos walked towards the lift flanked by the Droid and hit the control panel which activated only with his finger print signature, then a small Electric eye came to scan Mythos' right and left eye from the Turbo Lifts' wall. Once that had been done the lift activated with a confirming sound and Mythos turned to the Lord of Mustafar while the Lift made it's ascent to the high Terrascape floor that lead to the command center... Mythos was a fan of Nature... Botanic and other greenish things made his stay as emperor here much more comfortable and spiritual in nature.

Walking beside Ultimatum Mythos began to speak out his plan. "I have made a large purchase from Spaarti" Mythos ended the sentence there before continuing and arriving at the command center. A room that was hidden behind a Glapos tree grown in the Terrascape guarded by a dozen Bastion droids. Once they arrived Mythos nodded to the Tech officer and he turned on all electronic systems to give the two a feed of all the information of the Purchase and the designs that Mythos had crafted for the Future of the Legion of Atrisia.

Mythos stood before the Main computer screen and indicated to the Holographic images of the Cloning Cylinders. "One thousand top of the Line Cloning Cylinders to make a Facility much like the Legendary Kamino Cloning Facility" Mythos waved his hand to show a tech tree of various weapons and vehichles he needed designed and produced. Mythos turned to Ultimatun as he was about to speak the final words andhis master plan.

"I will build the single greatest Army the Galaxy has ever seen. Two hundred Thousand Strong, taught in the University that is currently in construction in Atrisia, not a stones throw from here. Five Legions of Clones at first, but a constantly and endless supply of Soldiers to be built... In Mustafar under Loom and it's resources but funded by Atrisia."

Mythos moved his hand to a datapad and used his Telekinesis to bring it to his hand. "Here are the specs for an array of weapons, Vehicles, Armor and Explosives my Legions will have as well as a Rank System to follow. The Legions will be split under the command of Atrisian Military Officers that are not clones. "

He spoke with utter confidence, and his command center only fueled his ego to limits not yet seen.... all he had worked for... lead him to this, here, in this moment.




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[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum followed silently, listening to [member="Lord Mythos"] intently. Ultimatum had found it strange for organics to have the amount of certainty that he had. In his searchs in history had shown that leadership positions generally bred uncertainty instead of the opposite. Then again, Sith had a strange ability to be sure of themselves even to the point of death. When he heard the plans, Ultimatum couldn't help but wonder if Animus intended on taking control of his order of the Sith.

Ultimatum looked through the equipment that LOOM would be producing. Certainly he didn't expect to get it all from LOOM? It was possible most definitely. But why take it all from one company? There were more well known companies out there with more reputable products. Was it perhaps that Animus wanted the items to be made in relative confidence of secrecy?

"Quite an extensive list here. What are you planning on doing with this army?"

 

[Mythos]

Mythos' plan was like a small pebble falling from a massive mountain, it would start so small that it would relatively unnoticeable and by the time it gained momentum and power it would already be too late to stop it. His answer was simple and to the point.

"To Crush the Republic and the Jedi once and for all."

He did not look at Ultimatum for along while, instead he brought forth a live camera feed of the Clones he brought training with the Jar'Kai Generals in the Art of Jar'Kai the dual wielding weapon style of Atrisia.

Mythos smiled as he looked at the process, many would attack simultaneously at Banzai and the Captain would then show them how to handle multiple opponent and the importance of defense and offense. Martha worked differently, teaching various techniques and strikes instead of Banzais way of learning by contact.

Captain Gang was more about the Philosophical teachings of the art and spoke on how to deal wit theoretical threats, he knew plans were usless but planning was in his words "Indispensable"

"Your Men do well... after this small exercise they will be familiar with an Exotic and powerful fighting style"

Mythos turned to Ultimatum with a smile of satisfaction. "flawless..."

Mythos did not want to get any other company to produce the weapons however he knew it would be much easier to do so. He wanted Loom to produce it so he would be able to fund Looms' project and have the Company go through another step of tangible and visible Growth and expansion.
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[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum smiled as he watched the clones trying to keep up with the training. It was intensive, they probably had not expected that, however they were tough and made for this sort of thing. The would learn and they would become stronger for it.

"But your soldiers are more so."

Ultimatum thought for a moment, there had always been a question on his mind for a Sith. This seemed a good time to ask as they were near the subject.

"I hope you do not mind me asking, but why do the Jedi infuriate the Sith so? What has caused the Sith to be so bent on the Jedi destruction?"

He hoped that he was not prying into some private matter, he had just noted that Sith tended to have a strange vendetta like hatred of the Jedi. While he understood the indoctrination reason, he wanted to know what the Sith thought it was. Ultimatum had figured it was some sort of mental conditioning, teaching over and over again that the other side was the bad side while they were the good side. It was a method that had been used for many things and he wouldn't have been surprised if he were correct.

[member="Lord Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

Mythos simply nodded in his assessment of the training, his soldiers did a good job in making things extreme and unorthodox. The was merely step one in their process that would take at least a day or a week, they were to be trained in a variety of tactics including Force User defense, the single most important class the Jar'Kai Royal Guard were submitted to.

The question Ultimatum proposed had a bipolar reaction from Mythos depending on what the context of the question was, would the question have been more specific the response would have been calm and subjective... however since the way Ultimatum had proposed the question was Vague, it brought out a very passionate Response from Mythos.

His eyes gleamed with Yellow Fury and the very blood inside him boiled to the point where he held back an outburst visibly. He answered through his teeth as his posture was elevated as a king would do. "The Jedi and the Republic are a Sickness in the Galaxy. We the Sith are the cure, it is my duty to snuff out every last bastion of Hope the republic holds and bathe the senate in the blood of the republic.... the end is near my friend... the end of the republic"

His words were passionate but calm and deep, no outbursts and no over the top displays of emotions, just the simple statement of a fact Mythos thought to be true, he did not know if it was indoctrination but he did know that as Will of The Emperor of the One Sith it was his duty to carry out his Will and he knew for a fact... the destruction of the republic was in it'self part of his Majesty's will.... however.... His plans would all have to pass through his Majesty's Hand [member="Sage Bane"]....Mythos wanted to carry out a powerful hammer against the republic but since the incident at Naboo he was hesitant to move an inch without the prior consent of the Hand of the Dark Lord...
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[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum nodded warily, he was afraid for a moment that [member="Lord Mythos"] would lose control. However as the emotion seemed to pass Ultimatum decided to take the next step in the conversation, "Could you elaborate? Why do you feel that the Jedi and the Republic are a blemish on the galaxy? If you do not mind me asking."

He tried to keep a tone of emotionlessness, wishing to avoid appearing overly interested. He wondered if the Sith would think through the question as best as he could given the obvious emotional content in the subject. He was curious still as to why the Sith hated the Jedi so. He knew that there was history in the hatred, but that did not fully explain away the proportions to which it had grown. At least it didn't to Ultimatum.

 

[Mythos]

"It is truly, my pleasure to do so" Mythos smiled and brought a drink of water to his lips from his canteen. "It begins with Adas and ends with the Emperor of today" An Emperor Mythos had never seen, to be precise.

"In the beginning Adas created the way of the Sith about twenty thousand years ago, Khun expanded it, the rule of two was perfected by Bane and the rule of one was implemented by Krayt, the Jedi seek to destroy the truth of dark side, the freedom that is the Sith.... only to enslave the galaxy in their ways. Why do you think they sought to snuff out all pices of Sith history and literature before the clone wars?"

Mythos shrugged. "They fear the truth, they fear freedom and liberty. That is what the Sith and the darkside embrace... Freedom, the breaking of chains that hold us in subjugation" he held his arms wide seriously. "This is the reality, the Jedi and the republic seek to enslave the entire galaxy in their ways just like they sought to do back in the days of the clone wars.... i refuse to stand idly by and let that happen. "

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[Ultimatum]

An interesting take on history. Certainly there was some merit to the belief. The Jedi had gone on many purges in an attempt to eradicate all history and practitioners of the Dark side. However this did allow him to realize the quandary of asking a Sith or Jedi the reason for this mutual hatred. Both sides had a different side of the story, thus making neither a good source.

"When did you discover this truth?" He asked politely, keeping calm as he did so. He did not want a repeat of the previous emotional outburst. It was however interesting that it was the Jedi of all things that created a reaction. Ultimatum had not expected that. Was there perhaps a nerve behind his hatred?

[member="Lord Mythos"]

 

[Mythos]

Mythos pursed his lips as he pondered the question, he tilted his head bringing his hand to his chin before he answered. He remembered when he started to develop this way of thinking and quickly came towards the thought of glee anselm and the libraries of students. Sith Philosophy and basic history were also a prime foundation of his ideology.

He smiled and nodded before he answered. "Shortly after becoming an Acolyte" He chuckled humorously as his eyes glanced to the video feed of the training. It had been going tremendously, various clones had already got the hang of defensive and offensive Jar'Kai movements and most importantly had already got the rhythm and rotations of the style.

"They are doing good, where did you get those men?" He changed the subject on the fly, not because he was incommoded by it but because he considered their task at hand much more important.


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[Ultimatum]

Ultimatum smiled, early on then. Indoctrination techniques had to be begun early in an acolytes life in order to achieve a full effect from it.

He nodded as he replied to [member="Lord Mythos"]'s question. "They are Spaarti trained sniper clones. They are appearing to get the hang of your trainer's combat styles. You have good teachers. Perhaps once these men have more experience they can learn form you." He too found the task important, he was glad to see that none of them were serious injured. Of course he could probably call the Fate over and have MU look over any real wounds. He was not certain if Animus had any doctors nearby. He expected so with the fact that this was a place of military people and fighters.

 

[Mythos]

Mythos exhaled and nodded. So that is what the droid truly wanted, to have troops trained by the emperor of Atrisia. Mythos' smile was that of understanding and pleasure, but to truly get these men where his friend wanted them to be he needed time and effort he was not sure he had. "Do you know what was the first test of the Jar'Kai?" Mythos said inquiringly, truly curious to see if the droid lord knew of the story and if it was known to be true.

His eyes gazed to the training screed examining every move and every detail of combat and sword swing of the men he could see on the holographic prompter. His Captains had now begun drilling and using the stage area with reversed gravity and levitating portals. Simple exercises brought out the coordination and teamwork needed to excel in combat and to promo to teamwork and fluidity in stress filled environments such as the battlefield or even in a surgery.

[member="Ultimatum"]