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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 10, 2006 14:20:43 GMT -8
Allyx Wealths modified CEC Corvette. Has a single fighter hanger bay for the Black Sliver, Allyx's Helix-class Light interceptor.
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 10, 2006 21:13:45 GMT -8
Allyx flew in for a landing in his cloaked ship, and it appeared he flew through a black hole. That is, if you could see his fighter, which was as hard to spot as his corvette Allyx himself couldn't even see the ship clearly until the hanger bay doors opened and the camoflauging paint scheme revealed the sanibuffed interior or his small hanger. He got out after the ray shielding came up, and walked towards the bridge. Along the way he passed several of his modified battle droids, assassin droids, and even 3 of his bodygaurd droids. He finally deached the turbolift, and rocketed the three levels up to the Mauraders bridge. He passed through the door, and noticed 2 lightsaber and blaster pistol wielding bodygaurd droids move into position to flank the door. Allyx walked to the main control board and initiated the sublight thrusters. He moved into position as he input the hyperspace coordinates from memory, and then initiated the hyperdrive and watched the stars sleet behind him.
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 10, 2006 22:09:32 GMT -8
Allyx reverted realspace and immediately recieved taskmasters request to board. He couldn't land, but he could send a docking ring to the top hatch and pass through a zero-g tube to get in, which is exactly what he ended up doing. Once inside, a BVD lightsaber-trained bodygaurd droid escorted him to the Meeting room, where Allyx greeted him.
"Hey there." "Hello. I suppose you're wondering why I asked you to meet?" "Not really, I figure you have another assignment...." "Not quite. You're here for a different reason, a reason my higher-ups don't know about. "Really..." Allyx said with a bit of disbelief. "Yes. Well, to start of with, let me tell you a secret of mine; I have no higher-ups. This entire operation is my doing, and you and I are the only ones that do it. "Well, I can't say that it changes anything. I always took my orders from you, it doesn't really matter to me where else they come from." "That kind of blind faith isn't healthy." "I never said I had faith in you. I simply stated that you are my boss, and as such your boss doesn't concern me." "Good. On to other business..." Allyx seemed to feel something move the air around him, but he didn't feel anything. It alarmed him enough that he tipped his gravcouch backwards by pushing off the ground with his feet, and a blaster bolt sizzled through the air where his head had been. His BVD droid deflected it, and it bounced back from the direction that it originated from in the first place. The bolt bounced back and forth until it the droid deflected it into a pot and leapt through the air. It stopped and hovered midflight and both it's lightsaber and blaster pistol jerked from it's hands. By this time Allyx was using his gravcouch for cover, and as he peeked around he expected to see the carbon-scored body of taskmaster on the floor. Instead, he saw the very plaintative figure of taskmasters body, standing nothreatiningly and staring at him with a 2 blasters and a deactivated lightsaber on the table, as well as his own deactivated lgithsaber in his hand. Allyx wearily stood and straightend his grav-couch, and sat down once again, DDC Sporting Blaster in his hand. Taskmaster sat down and placed his lightsaber on the table, then quickly put his hand up again to stop it from rolling off. He straightened his slightly rumpled tunic, and continued speaking.
"Well, wasn't that fun?" "Fun if your name is Han Solo." "You actually believe in Han Solo? Everyone knows he was just made up for the holovids." "Real or not, he would have had a blast in that situation." "Perhaps. On to other matters, did you feel it?" "Feel what?" "Did you feel the sudden change in the rooms atmosphere when I drew my blade?: "Now that I think about it, it felt as if the air moved." "Good! I knew you weren't a lost cause." "Thanks for your faith, now please explain why you were trying to blast me." "I had to know if you had it in you." "Had what?" "It. Force potential. And you do. I could feel it deep in you, but because of your lifetime on Myrkr surrounded by Ysalamirim it was pushed to far to submerge. Most of the time you enter battle you are prepared, so what a shock when your boss attemted to terminate you without notice." "Not that shocking. It happened when I worked at a food market in Hyllyard city as a kid." Ignoring him, taskmaster continued, "That sudden surpirse allowed your force perceptions to rise to the forefront of your subconscious, enough to affect the conscious. Had I been wrong about your power, you would be dead now." "I'm glad you're a good judge of charrecter." "I want you to do me a favor. Do you see this lightsaber?" At this he produced a red training lightsaber out of a hidden pocket on his trouser leg. "I want you open your hand and stick your arm towards the saber. That's it. Now close your eyes, and imagine the saber floating into your hand slowly. Good, now close your hand and open your eyes." As Allyx opened his eyes, he was amazed to see the lightsaber pressed into his gloved hand. Based on how far away Taskmaster was, it would be impossible for him to have put it there himself, short of using the force. "I detect doubt in you. Try this. I want you too set the saber down on the table. Good, not I want you to leave your eyes open this time, and imagine the saber rising up. Let it go any direction you want it to go so you are convince that you are indeed the one controlling its path." Allyx did as he was instructed, and sure enough, the saber slowly rose. "As you surely know, there is an unlimited ammount of ways the force can be maniupulated, and all of them can be done by you. I want you to look at that glowlamp. That one right there. I wan't you to focus on it, press your will against it, and imagine it being crushed. Allyx did so, and he could feel the contours of the lamp as he pressed against it. after feeling it for long enough, he focused and it exploded in a shower of sparks. "Good! Now try something new. I want you to hold your hand toward that broken lamp, and focus on drawing the energy out, and into your body. I want you to try and feel the pure electrical energy flow through you! Allyx focused his eyes and his will, and was amazed to see red lightning arc out of his fingers and towards the lamp, making contact and drawing power immediatly. He felt as if he'd just drank 40 cups of Java Juice, and he could run a marathon. "One final thing. I want you to hold your fingers about an inch apart. No, your index finger and thumb, not your 2 index fingers. There, like that. Now I want you to image that energy you just collected, I want you to imagine that energy flowing out back from your index finger to your thumb. Focus....Look inside yourself, and see the energy as it travels from nerve to nerve. Good, now draw it out. Excellent! Allyx re-opened his eyes and was surprised to find a small arc or electricity sparking between his fingers. He closed he hand into a fist and the electricity stopped, and he was confronted with a new lightsaber floating infront of his face, about an inch away from the trianing saber. He plucked both out of the air, and tucked them into his belt. Without really knowing why, Allyx felt good. "I want you to have your bodygaurd droids instruct you on the basic principles of lightsaber combat. Practice your skills with the force, and you can ever look up lessons on force control through the holonet. When we meet again, in a standard week above the skies of Ord Mantell, I will have a new name for you, and a title, should you chose to accept it. Sith Lord." With that taskmaster left, and Allyx was left to contemplate his new discoveries.
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 12, 2006 13:21:22 GMT -8
Allyx was sitting in the same chair he had been for the last 18 stnadard hours, so totally focused on his new powers that he didn't hear the cockpit holocom buzzer for the first 7 times it sounded. He was busy playing with the electricty flowing from finger tip to finger tip, making it arc several feet in front of him, making it jump fingers, making it go from his thumb to his index finger to his middle finger to his ring finger to his little finger, or all at once. Finally, after concentrating, he got it to reach to a wall, about 20 feet away. After practicing this for quite a while, he got it to come from individual fingers, and instead of flowing from his finger to the wall and back to his finger, it flowed from all of his fingers and connected to the wall, and didn't come back. After about 4 seconds of this, the pure duranium wall began to sag from the heat, and a bit of slag fell. This is when he heard the buzzer, so he accepted and was greeted by the face of his pilot droid, currently in the cockpit. "Greetings, sir." "Hey." "We've recieved several silent heat alarms from your vicinity. Are things going well?" "Swimmingly." "Affermative, sir. 896t-UV32/BVD, signing out."
Allyx walked over to a holonet terminal, and began a search for "Descovered Force Abilities." He was surprised to see a list with almost 600 abilities listed.
"I've got alot of training to do..."
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 13, 2006 16:42:06 GMT -8
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There was only so much Allyx could practice on droids. For the past 4 days he had practiced every varient of energy based force powers, and telekinetic powers, on his body gaurd droids. He has spent hours of training increasing his awareness, and had trained in the Makashi and Djem sho with his BVD droids, and eventually came to the point to where he could defeat them on the most lethal setting they possessed, no easy task. He crawled out of a resorative force hibernation on the 5th standard day after discovering his powers, and after dressing in his black flight utilities with his lightsaber openly displayed on his belt, he put his blaster in a secured cargo hold on the Maurader, trusting in his skills with a lightsaber and in the force to protect him on his flight down to Mos Eisley to find suitable clothing, as well as several parts essential to building his own lightsaber that he didn't posses yet. As he closed the distance to the hanger, he stopped at his personal quarters and grabbed a small blast-proof bag, and concealed it in a tabard on his belt. He continued to the turbolift, and then traveled down to the bottom level and walked towards the hanger. He clambered into the Sliver, Stretching before the short flight.
*moved to Tatooine*
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 13, 2006 17:45:55 GMT -8
Allyx landed back in his hanger, and departed the ship, heading towards his personal cabin and the refresher. He cleaned up, changed into a fresh set of utilities, and walked towards the equiptment cabin. He went and retrieved a powerful sewing machine, and took several spools of armor-cortosis weave thread, and had a BVD droid bring up the fabric. He spent the next hour making 2 sets of flight utilities, and a large cloak in the old Jedi style. He changed into one of his new sets of utilities, much looser, allowing him to flow in his movements and have his saber combat a more natural appearance. He put on his cloak, attatched his saber, and walked to the cockpit. He sat down and input coordinates, and skipped through hyperspacetowards Ord Mantell on a 2 day flight.
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 13, 2006 18:11:12 GMT -8
The Maurader pulled out of hyperspace 2 days later, almost all 48 hours of which Allyx spent training his lightsaber combat with his droids, getting used to the way his utilities flowed. Seeing as how taskmaster wasn't there yet, he decided to make a change. He went and got the spare fabric left over, and sat down to make additions. He made an over tunic to fit over his utilities, and then made 2 verticle shashed that tucked under his belt in the front and back. Having completed these, he put them on, and looked in a reflection panel in his reresher. His robes seemed to be an exact copy of some of the robes he had seen on the holovids of the Clone Wars, aside from the fact that his robes had pockets on the legs and arms. He put his cloak on, went to his recently converted meditation room, and sat down. There were several dozen spare rooms on his ship, and of the four largest he converted one to a lightsaber training room, one into a force training room, one into an agility training room with the most challenging obtsacle courses he could design, and a meditation room. This particular room now had a fountain, force activated locks in all the doors, and a large viewport covering an entire wall with no seams in the window, showing a perfect view of space. He sat and meditated, concentrating on increasing his ability to channel the Force, increasing the amount of Force energy he could use in a short ammount of time. After several hours that seemed to flow together like minutes, Allyx looked out of the viewport to see taskmasters hyperspace compatable starfighter swooping in for a landing. It was a very small fighter, so it would have no problem fiting into the hanger. Allyx got up and walked to the newly redesigns meeting room, and sat down in the head chair. Several minutes later, taskmaster was escorted into the room and took his place at the other end of the oblong white table.
"Greetings, Allyx. I can tell my last meeting had a considerable influence on you." "More than you think." Allyx said, and at the same time released a small amount of force energy in taskmasters direction, making him temporarily go blind. After rubbing his eyes for a minute, and slowly regaining his vision, he returned his attention to Allyx. "Very impressive! I don't even know that one. You might not need much supervising at all. But I promised you a title, and a title you shall recieve. Please, stand and kneel over here."
Allyx got up and kneeled where instructed, and taskmaster stood, withdrew his lightsaber, and lowered the simmering crimson blade a few inches above Allyx's shoulder.
"Do you agree to withhold yourself not to the tenaments of any specific order, only to yourself, and serving the force?" "Yes." "Do you swear to use your powers any way you see fit, and never allow others to affect the way you would use your powers otherwise?" "Yes." "Good. Then as a Sith Lord, I bestow upon you the title of Sith Lord, and the new name, Darth Arlist." "Darth Aarlist......." "Yes. Matters are very pressing in the Sith order, and some I must forsee to. I would like you to spend whatever free time you have increasing your abilities through any means nessasary. As soon as these matters are solved, I will have a mission request of you. It will be several standard weeks, and I will contact you before the appointed time about the location." "Yes, taskmaster." "And from now on, please, call me Master. We are brother now, there should be no hesiatancy in you to adress me more personally." "Ok. I'll keep that in mind, Master. Have a safe trip." "Thank you. Good luck in your searching, but may I suggest you do a bit of research on obscure force sensitive clans? I know of several that are extremely powerful that can teach you several methods of Force control that none other can, and with a bit of persuading can be convinced to teach you these abilities." "Thank you, Master. I'll look into it."
Darth Arlist's master left that ship, for the last time, because next time he came, Darth would be ready for him. More than ready, expecting. He would overthrow him, and all others, to become leader of the Sith. Betrayal, such was the way of the ancient Sith Order.
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 13, 2006 20:52:59 GMT -8
Arlist walked to the cockpit, and programmed a jump to Dantooine. ::I need lightsaber crystals, but I feel drawn there for another reason, and I can't place my finger on it....:: Arlist pulled the hyperdrive ignition levers, and the ship jumped towards the future
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Darth Arlist pulles the ship around and instructed his BVD droids to keep it hidden and defend at all costs. He idled towards the hanger where he sat focusing for a moment in the Sliver, and then he took off and headed for the Dantooinian spaceport.
*moved to Dantooine spaceport*
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 19, 2006 14:00:49 GMT -8
Allyx landed the Sliver in the hanger, and then walked out of the hanger towards his quarters. He stopped at a terminal and instructed his pilot droid to plot a series of jumps to land them at Bilbringi, and jump as soon as possible. He quickly transmitted his trandsponder codes to Marinas' ship, and then went to his quarters. After after a sani-shower, Allyx got dressed in a fresh set of armor-cortosisweave robes, and turned the artificial gravity well generator on a wall panel to full as the jump klaxons began to blare. He turned the gravity back down to a normal level, and sat at a table in his chambers and began to write out several messages. When he reverted back into realspace, the messages would be sent, and he would recieve messages back as he was in drydock. He would pick up several teachers and instructors, as well as a long lived Lightsaber Instructor for the Old Order, before the first rise of the Empire, the last living Old Jedi. He abandoned the new order, and was now a personal defence instructor. While his natural Croke body wouldn't allow himself to hold a saber, much less fight with one, his species held the ability to project holographical images in a perfect replica of any species, and his force telekenisis made him able to becoem quite skilled with a saber in human anatomy.
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 19, 2006 20:16:50 GMT -8
....................................................................................................... Allyx sat in his meditation chamber, cross legged and floating 3 meaters in the air with his hands positioned as if ther were pressing on the sides of an imaginary ball. In the center of that ball, with 6 inches of dead air around it, was a small green lightsaber focusing crystal. The rest of the lightsaber was floating disassembled in varying orbits around him, and he was floating in a lazy cirlce. He was focusing completely inward, pushing his will into the crystal. It was slowly becomond bonded to him, making his lightsaber an extension of his arm. He was focused beyond the point of hearing the clangs, scrapes, screetches, and screams of the drydock crew removing 6 of the 12 private chambers on the starboard side, and replacing them with an enlarged hanger. This hanger could fit 3 frieghters and 3 starfighters, althought most of the time it would only accomodate a single fighter and a single frieghter. It would be done in 2 more days. Fortunately, Allyx would finish his lightsaber today. As the last bit of his will filled the crystal, Allyx lowered his feet softly to the synthisteel floor of the chamber, and grabbed the assorted pieces of his saber, plucking them from the air and placing them on his a small bench. He sat crosslegged on the floor, and began to assembe his saber. After 20 minutes of work and testing, Allyx held his completed lightsaber at arms length and activated the blade: A green meter long blade extended, and he stood and gave it a satisfied twirl. ::I've sent for my instructors, and I have two days before my ship is done. I might as well get a little practice time in with my new blade.::
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 19, 2006 20:48:50 GMT -8
Allyx finished up the last of the saber-armed BVD droids, and restored all 16 to full power with a command at a control consol on the wall. He walked into the blaster room, and ignited his lightsaber. He put on a blind-visor, and prepared for the volley. He surrendered himself to the Force, and blocked every single shot. After the first group of shots was off, he deactivated his lightsaber and hooked it to his belt. As the bolts resumed, he deflected each with an open palm, being sure to protect the holographic family standing in the center, crying for help. He finally finished turning aside the second volley, and used the force to command the guns to stop. He had the hologaphic family disappear, and then set the blaster autotargeter to the maximum setting. As the guns opened fire, he flipped, tucked, rolled, twisted, cartwheeled, and leapt out of the way, over, or around every one of the 1,000 bolts fired in the 10 minute period of his unarmed blaster training session. When the traning was over, he went to the sani-scrubber, disrobed, and put his robes into the scrubber. He stepped into the warm liquid of a sani-shower, and let the sweat wash off. He made it thought the training sessions today without a scratch to either him or the imaginary family, and he felt good about it. He stepped out of the shower, slipped into his robes, put his utility belt on, and headed towards the bridge. He was designated to leave the drydocks today, his teachers were waiting, and Marina was probably closing in on finishing her repairs. He arived to find his pilot droid prepping flight, and Allyx took the stick. He drifted the newly refurbished craft out into the void and away from Bilbringi's mass shadow, and then initiated his first jump.
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Allyx pulled back into realspace above Dantooine, several new Trainers in their quarters, asleep due to the odd Standard hours. He pulled into orbit, and shot down through the atmoshpere to See Marina again.
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 20, 2006 15:26:43 GMT -8
Allyx landed his fighter in the Mauraders bay, and then departed and left to make sure his guests rooms would be in order.
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Post by Marina Vinstar on Jun 20, 2006 15:30:48 GMT -8
*Marina's ship lands in the hanger shortly after and she gets out.*
*He comes out shortly after.*
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Post by Safiya on Jun 20, 2006 15:32:32 GMT -8
Shrina left Marina's ship with Cryain and was standing by him
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Post by jmcmatt on Jun 20, 2006 15:33:34 GMT -8
Allyx returned to the hangar and showed Marina and the others around, finally to their quarters. He gave them each a BVD droid to serve as gaurd and servant, and then he departed to the galley to cook up supper.
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