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To turn a Jedi.

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Simple, I drown myself in the darkside as if i were fighting and then do something aggressive, hell it could be throwing lightning at a dummy right? Theres really no reason to be worried though, im sure that what ever is within me is no more dangerous than i am and i am curious if it would be able to explain the blackouts better... Sorry if im excited but i know i should be afraid at what i might have done, but thats not for a worry right now until i learn what ive done.

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
Vulpesen watched her for a moment then let out a small sigh. "Fine, but don't blame me if you wake up with singes in any given place." He leaned back in his seat, taking another sip of his drink. "So, whats your plan for immersing yourself in the darkside? Meditation on hatred? Fighting, stealing candy and kicking puppies?"

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
[member="Darth Tsolan"]

"I plan to immerse myself, and its your job to stop me from trying to kill you fox face if it gets that bad, understand?" Without even waiting for an answer she stood and went to the door, opening it and going into the hallway. "Come on, i have something secret to show you..." As she moved through the hall she didn't head for the meditation areas but for an elevator, opening it and heading in. Once Vulpesen had followed in she would activate a floor that required her genetics to unlock, the way in which this was gathered, a simple pinprick. "My secure storage, more encryption keys than any where else on this planet and let me tell you, it was a pain in the ass to do, but the only way you get to this floor is with my blood." She said quickly, waiting for them to reach the subterranean floor.
 
Vulpese's eyes narrowed at the mention of him needing to stop her. He had means for combat to be sure, but many of his tactics were fatal or the sort that cripple for quite some time. He hoped that if she turned on him he could find a gentle way to stop her. But he hoped even more that she didn't turn on him t all. As she guided him on, Vulpesen was glad to follow, watching as she opened the doors with her own blood. "Interesting. I never knew you had such secrets." He followed her through the doors, his eyes already scanning the surroundings.'

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra stepped out as she entered the room and the first thing that would hit Tsolan was a mixture of dark and light objects, though the dark seemed to be more precedant. "Dont dwell too much on my personal collection, much of the items here have no name and have been lost in time, they are but useless pieces of history..." She stopped at an orb and looked closely at it, coming from it would be nothing but pain, fear, and death. "This though, this was one of my own creation... it was a mixture of battles ive been in that i have collected the feelings within it... Like during the Terrorist attack on Alderaan and the assault on Ord Mantell..." She moved on and went to the next door, speaking to the console. "Eve, say hello to my friend please, and open the door."

As the door opened, on the other side stood the holographic body of a nine year old version of Alexandra. "Hello Vulpesen, Jedi Master and Son of Senator Zarro no?" Alexandra glanced down which prompted the AI to smile at her and speak again. "Ive been reading your data files mother, you have quite a bit on this one and also on a folder named targets... li-." Alexandra cut her off suddenly, her voice harsh. "Thats enough Eve, please leave..." With that Eve stood there for a moment before shimmering and disappearing from sight.

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
As he felt the prevailing power of the darkside, Vulpesen closed his eyes and focused on the light within. After a moment, he felt its influence fading, leaving him safe in his sanity. "Any other jedi would likely have all of this confiscated and destroyed." As Eve appeared and said her hellos, he jedi gave a polite nod. "Nice to see the mind behind the face, and you're quite right though the fact that he is not my biological father is quite obvious. If you find out who and where he is, please do share." Then, Eve said a few words that put a damper on his mood. Narrowing his eyes, Vulpesen turned to face Alex as she shoo'd the hologram away. "Thinking of catching onto one of my contracts?"

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Not important Vulp, ignore the second part of what she said... as for the items im sure you know i take every precaution to keep the outside world safe from their reach, you have no idea how far underground we are." She walked to the center of a clear area and sat down, drawing in the air and feelings around her. "Eve, stun function three, Vulp i would stay clear of the area around me, you are here to make sure that i dont stop the stun weapons should i lose control..." She knew what she was doing, it had every precaution ready incase things got out of control... she had done this before.

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
While a cautious person, Vulpesen was still trusting of those he called friend and even if Alexandra had it out for him at one time, he doubted she would try and take him now or any time soon. "Alright, but if this gets me killed, I am so force haunting you through eternity." He started to move back, calling on the force and allowing its power to flow through him. His saber would injure [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] for sure and thus, he would likely have to rely on the force.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra brought in a single breath and with it she began to access that dark core within her, slowly it tainted her aura and fear, anger, hate, pain, and loss began to come off her in waves. Further she drew from the dark influences around the room, slowly flooding her mind with the energies and soon trying to keep it from taking her completely, the strain clear on her face as the pain and fear caused her to shudder and clench her hands. It was like a whirlpool as the influences streamed right into her and she sat there, trying to keep her mind plain and controlled, hoping to keep track of what thoughts she could and keep from falling into an abyss.

Then nothing, she stopped shuddering, her body fell limp and she collapsed to the ground, for a moment all that would come from Alexandra is the darkside, the dark emotions that tainted her and even her very being as Vulpesen knew it would be utterly gone. All that remained was a seemingly unconscious body that lay limp on the ground and consumed by the one thing that Alexandra had promised her friend she would never fall to, truth was she already had and kept it hidden deep even from herself.

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
Vulpesen watched carefully as she took the darkside into herself, changing her being little by little. His skin crawled and his hand readied. He didn't like this, any of it. Even as a grey jedi, he had never attempted to go this far. Hadn't even thought of it. Then, she fell. Every instinct said to go out and catch her, but he stayed right were he was, his eyes scanning her body to search for signs of life. The rise and fall of her chest relieved his fears as he saw her breath, leaving only the need to get this over with. "Um... Alexandra?" He reached out his hand and sent a small force push to the body of his friend.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
The body rolled alittle and for a moment nothing before her eyes shot open, and a laugh came out. It wasn't at all normal though, it was as if it personified the dark emotions that she had taken into her, all hints of softness gone as she stood up slowly and looked at Vulpesen like he was a bug. "Oh great, she left me a idiot to stand here and watch over her body, how about you stand aside my friend and i don't kill you and use this body while the weakling has subsided, id like to get a good amount of use out of it this time and not have to waste my time on you." Her hands reached down and she blinked, noticing that the sabers were not at her side. "What... where are they, why would she travel with-... You are why, she cares about you, oh this is rich, she actually thinks limiting her abilities is a limit on me, fine ill play..." Lightning began to crawl up her arms, eyes focused on Vulpesen.

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
That skin crawl from before... yeah, that was nothing. The laughter that ushered from the throat of this new being sent a tingle so far up his spine, Vulpesen felt as though he could feel it continuing over his head. "What have I gotten into this time," he muttered, eyeing Alexandra's double. "A limit enough for me to subdue you. So, might I ask who I'm speaking with? I doubt you're close enough to Alex to be called the same name as her." Despite his inner unease, Vulpesen kept himself calm on the outside, passive as he spoke to this dark abomination.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"I am her, and she is me, i am but the stronger one of the two of us, and soon she won't even be allowed to show herself as i will command this body, as for you subduing me...." She waved her hand to all the Artifacts around her and grinned deep, walking towards Vulpesen before glancing at a hole that opened in the wall and was almost hit by a stun shot. "So the weakling knew to keep security measures... amusing. Override code, 279601." With that all power but the lights shut down and the dark form of alexandra looked back at Vulpesen. "She doesn't remember what happens when im in control, but i do remember, and i influence her actions. I am the one that had her collect these dark items to create a nexus of sorts in which for me to prosper and slowly take more and more control over her, to fuel my power, and now she has given me someone to test it on... you can call me Hel if you please, Lady Hel actually."

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
"Hel(l)..." Whether a curse or the name it didn't matter. The words she spoke made sense, but he disregarded most of it. Now, this meant one thing. He had a time limit. "Well then Lady Hel, lets get down to bussiness." In a moment, Vulpesen lifted his hand, focusing his power into it, charging one of his least used yet still known abilities. He always did learn best in combat and the light side artifacts in this room helped him as well. Drawing his power from them, Vulpesen made his move, charging after the being before him. Every fox had is tricks, now it was time to show his own.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Hel laughed as he spoke and without any regard to the safety of the body she was using she shot lightning out at the man, right into him and laughing all the while. It was as if Alexandra's very mind snapped while Hel was in control, she though of nothing now but Vulpesen suffering and that was all that would happen if she won, of course though it would depend on the man himself if the lightning did enough to stop him or even slow him, she waited though to see the result of the bolts and grinned wide as she waited for any feelings of pain to fall from him and for her to be able to take them in.

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
Vulpesen grinned as his hand snapped out, catching the lightning in his palm. "So predictable." He spoke as he caught her attack, moving his other hand out towards her. Defense taken care of it was time to strike. His other hand snapped out and the power of her attack flowed through his body. There was pain and a small grimace formed on his face. But he had predicted her moves and compared to several other fights, this pain was nothing. "Fly." A moment later, the force issued itself from his hand, a push show strong, there was a large possibility that [member="Alexandra Cinthra"] would be knocked unconscious if she were to be slammed into the wall behind her as planned.
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra watched the power be taken in as her eyes went wide and her mouth wide. "But... you dont know that..." Her words were cut off as the blast was shot right into Alexandra's chest and sent her flying against the wall and hitting it hard as she fell to the ground and drops to the ground, limp once more as she lay there and her breathing a bit slow. Pain would be falling from her now and her body lay in a slumped pile. She stirred though as she looked up and for a moment she looked at Vulpesen in utter pain, her voice coming out as its soft and light version Vulpesen knew. "Vulpesen... it hurts."

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
Vulpesen shook his hand, a few sparks flying off, residue from the lightning. "Correction, I didn't know that." As he heard Alexadra's voice, he quickly hurried to her side, placing a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry Alex, but I figured that only a good shock would get you back.I tried not to break anything. Especially nothing important."
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
The pain expression changed in an instant as Vulpesen came close to her and had been convinced by the ruse, her laugh as she grabbed at his throat and forced as much pressure as she could and laughed in the same sickening laugh that had come from her when Hel first took over. She tried to even try and take his saber from his side to use on him, though that much was not as easy as grabbing at his neck and so likely unsuccessful.

[member="Darth Tsolan"]
 
Vulpesen's eyes widened as his eyes were cut short and as he hand reached for his saber, the jedi unclipped it with a fast hand and flung it away. Try Harder. With his saber out of the way, Vulpesen focused on the hand, one of his own snapping up to grab her wrist. Weaken the will. His other hand would snap up to the crook of her elbow, using the resulting bend to slam his head into hers. Apply amble force. The striking hand would then move up in an instant to grab just below his other to yank her grip from his neck. End the conflict. His higher hand would slide up in a moment, grabbing her by the pad of her recoiling hand, two bottom fingers at the wrist, with a quick turn upwards her mind would without a doubt be filled with pain, generally far too much to think clearly. A pressure lock, taught for incapacitating opponents and one of Vulpesen's favorite tactics. All of this if completed, would take about two seconds, three if he took a moment to employ the lock. [member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

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