Cade Orion
A man out of time.
Locaton: Onboard the now ancient Medical Vessel. Agent of Chaos Space.
Equipment: Red Lightsaber; Dark clothing.
The lights in the room had failed, 500 years without a routine checkup on the cosmetic systems had left them in disrepair. The only light was the blueish glow that emanated from a screen in front of a young man, bathing him in it's pale light. The young man looked to be about 19 or 20, though truth be told, he had been born more than five centuries ago, He was a literal man out of time. He had been placed into stasis by his Master all those years ago, to avoid a disaster that had been foreseen. A disaster that Cade, for that was the young man's name, discovered killed a large majority of the people in the Galaxy. He had awoken weak and disoriented, and only survived and recovered thanks to the large droid crew that had also been shut down in their charging stations, waiting for their internal chronometer to signify that they woud be needed.
Once recovered, Cade had spent the last few weeks on the fringes of what passed for civilization in this part of space, tapping into the holonet and looking for any mention of his Master, who he only knew as Minos, to no avail. There was nothing. This fact was not necessarily shocking to the young Sith Apprentice, as the man was an expert on disappearing and leaving no trace, however even searches for "Sith" or "Dark Jedi" with his Masters description had turned up nothing. Cade had figured that even if his Masters name was not known, in a Galaxy were there were literally eyes and cameras everywhere, there would have been some small trace. But again, these searches turned up noting.
Two days ago, Cade decided to search the holonet for any mention of the type of ship he was in. 500 years had passed, so he doubted that they would be very numerous. It was a long shot, but Cade needed to see out all avenues of investigation before moving on to the next. It was this search that yielded his first breakthrough. There were numerous accounts of ships matching the description of his own, being spotted at random hyperspace co-ordinates, only to vanish into hyperspace once approached. The two ships seemed to become something of an urban legend as the years progressed, with detailed maps of each location that they had been spotted. Some people had even made it their life's work to track them down and attempt to capture them. It was these accounts that he had been reading for the past two days straight without rest. It was these accounts where he learned the fate of his Master.
A hundred years ago, his Masters ship had been spotted. In an effort to stop it from jumping to hyperspace, it was decided to attempt to disable the hyperdrive. The plan backfired and the engines were destroyed. A body was recovered. One that had been in a stasis tank when the ship was destroyed. One that Cade recognized by the holo's taken of the wreckage, as his Master. Only his ship now remained, and the sighting became less frequent as it had fallen from the minds and imagination of the general population.
Closing his eyes, Cade tried to rub away a headache that had been growing behind his eyes. He was truly alone in the galaxy, with no sense of purpose or direction. He stood and stretched, realizing that he had not eaten or slept for days. Turning off the screen, the room plunged into darkness, much like the rest of the ship, and Cade made his way to the small but adequately stocked galley to grab a quick bite to eat before returning to his room and collapsing onto the bed. Closing his eyes, sleep came quickly, though it was restless and filled with dreams of hopelessness and despair.
Nighthaunter
Kyrinov
Equipment: Red Lightsaber; Dark clothing.
The lights in the room had failed, 500 years without a routine checkup on the cosmetic systems had left them in disrepair. The only light was the blueish glow that emanated from a screen in front of a young man, bathing him in it's pale light. The young man looked to be about 19 or 20, though truth be told, he had been born more than five centuries ago, He was a literal man out of time. He had been placed into stasis by his Master all those years ago, to avoid a disaster that had been foreseen. A disaster that Cade, for that was the young man's name, discovered killed a large majority of the people in the Galaxy. He had awoken weak and disoriented, and only survived and recovered thanks to the large droid crew that had also been shut down in their charging stations, waiting for their internal chronometer to signify that they woud be needed.
Once recovered, Cade had spent the last few weeks on the fringes of what passed for civilization in this part of space, tapping into the holonet and looking for any mention of his Master, who he only knew as Minos, to no avail. There was nothing. This fact was not necessarily shocking to the young Sith Apprentice, as the man was an expert on disappearing and leaving no trace, however even searches for "Sith" or "Dark Jedi" with his Masters description had turned up nothing. Cade had figured that even if his Masters name was not known, in a Galaxy were there were literally eyes and cameras everywhere, there would have been some small trace. But again, these searches turned up noting.
Two days ago, Cade decided to search the holonet for any mention of the type of ship he was in. 500 years had passed, so he doubted that they would be very numerous. It was a long shot, but Cade needed to see out all avenues of investigation before moving on to the next. It was this search that yielded his first breakthrough. There were numerous accounts of ships matching the description of his own, being spotted at random hyperspace co-ordinates, only to vanish into hyperspace once approached. The two ships seemed to become something of an urban legend as the years progressed, with detailed maps of each location that they had been spotted. Some people had even made it their life's work to track them down and attempt to capture them. It was these accounts that he had been reading for the past two days straight without rest. It was these accounts where he learned the fate of his Master.
A hundred years ago, his Masters ship had been spotted. In an effort to stop it from jumping to hyperspace, it was decided to attempt to disable the hyperdrive. The plan backfired and the engines were destroyed. A body was recovered. One that had been in a stasis tank when the ship was destroyed. One that Cade recognized by the holo's taken of the wreckage, as his Master. Only his ship now remained, and the sighting became less frequent as it had fallen from the minds and imagination of the general population.
Closing his eyes, Cade tried to rub away a headache that had been growing behind his eyes. He was truly alone in the galaxy, with no sense of purpose or direction. He stood and stretched, realizing that he had not eaten or slept for days. Turning off the screen, the room plunged into darkness, much like the rest of the ship, and Cade made his way to the small but adequately stocked galley to grab a quick bite to eat before returning to his room and collapsing onto the bed. Closing his eyes, sleep came quickly, though it was restless and filled with dreams of hopelessness and despair.
Nighthaunter
Kyrinov
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