Its all fun and games til someone gets hurt...(OPEN)

[Shilandra Rae]

... and then its hilarious.

Corellia

A light struck the bleakness of the dark alley, as she lit up a stim stick. Smiling inwardly she watched people move back and forth. Stupid, arrogant, little people. Some of them thought they were happy, she was sure of it. That's what made them stupid, they thought they were happy. They didn't know happiness, she did though.

She smiled thinking about it. The rush, the thrill, the pleasure of it all, she needed a fix soon. Something small, maybe some pickpocketing, a mugging, maybe she'd steal some sugared treats from an infant, that was always good for a laugh.

"Heh. Dumb kids, they got it coming anyway." She laughed to herself and no one else. After all who else could have understood the joke? It was above the stupid people wandering around on the streets, think they're so good. So high and mighty, yeah right. She watched one particular citizen move across the street, he'd do. Oh yeah, he'd TOTALLY do. Smiling she moved out of the alley to trail him. She moved her hand to her pocket and kept a hold of her blaster.

Whistling a bit she followed him down the street, muggings always did put her in good spirits. He turned down a side street, big mistake, buddy... coming up behind him quickly she pressed the barrel of the blaster to his back. "Come here often? Oh enough small talk. Your money, now." The words came out in a soft purr.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya Le'Gard was merely making his way down the dark deserted alley, looking for his food. He was hungrier than normal, and he had grown weary of smelling such common blood. He had hoped to make his way to the higher class districts in order to find higher class blood.

What he had gotten, was a blaster in his back.

Come here often? Oh enough small talk. Your money, now, said a soft voice into his ear and he smiled at the thought of her attempting to kill him. It would be rather amusing. He turned slightly to look at her, the vampiric eyeshine shimmering in the dim light. He could not see her well, she was positioned at a difficult angle behind him. But he could see her well enough.

"A apologize, madam," he purred back to her. "I'm afraid I must disappoint you. I don't carry money with me."

[Shilandra Rae]

What joke was this? No money? No credits? She pushed the blaster into the small of his back a bit more incessantly.

"Surely you're joking." She smiled a bit, he was lying, he had to be - and if not... well there were still other things to be done. People carry certain valuables on them at all time. Watches, jewelry, even things of a more personal nature. Cash wasn't really an issue or neccesity. She simply loved the act.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya leaned back over the barrel of the gun, smiling a little. This girl liked what she was doing. And Rysohiya liked not giving her what she wanted. He stepped forward a little and then turned, looking her up and down. He shook his head and brushed a little of his hair away with one gloved hand.

"Madam, I do not joke. I have nothing on me. My apologies to you," he said, smiling a little at her and pulling his cloak tighter around him. He could not help but smile at her and her weapon. Oh how he waited for her to shoot him.

[Shilandra Rae]

What was this guy, stupid? Making sudden movements like that during a mugging was a good way to get yourself shot. She looked him over a bit since she was seeing him from the front for the first time, a wicked smile crawled slowly over her lips.

"So what you're saying is that all you've got are the clothes on your back?" She wasn't picky about what she took. Possessions or dignity, either way she got her jollies. "Great. I'll take those." She leveled the blaster so that it lined up with his pretty face. "Clothes off, big boy."

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya chuckled, looking at the blaster leveled at his face. He pushed it down to focus on his chest. Even thought it really would not hurt him, they still were not the best things to stare down.

"Please, madam, that thing makes me nervous," he muttered, then he looked down at himself. She wanted his clothes? He laughed again. "I'm sorry, but you will have to get your kicks elsewhere. I am sure there is a strip club somewhere on this rock. Good evening, ma'am." Sidestepping her, he began on down the alley. Not that he really thought she was going to let him walk away. He was not that stupid.

[Shilandra Rae]

She blinked, earnestly confused. He was crazy, he had to be. She hated the crazies, never reacted the way you'd expect, and now this one was ruining her fun. For a moment she considered walking down the alley the other way, finding someone else, someone who wasn't crazy. She looked towards the man again, scowling. No, this was a matter of pride at this point.

She'd only taken the life of one person before, some street begger who hadn't even seen it coming. It had been a great thrill, and now it looked like she had the opportunity to have that thrill again. He was going to be her victim, one way or another. Without so much as a word to taunt him she fired.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya was thrown forward slightly by the blast. But he regained his balance quickly and the stinging soon subsided. He felt his singed skin slowly begin to grow back together and he reached back to feel the hole now in the shoulder of his cloak. Shame. It was his favorite cloak too.

Turning slowly as he felt his skin grow completely together again and the stinging leave for good, he looked the woman up and down. How naive she was. Didn't she know that if she kept that kind of behavior up that she'd meet her match one day? Ryoshiya looked down and inspected his gloved hands. He could smell her blood from here. It smelled very enticing, and he was hungry anyway. He would just have to see. He looked back up at her.

"If that is all, madam, I do hope you are going to be on your way."

[Shilandra Rae]

"..." She stared blankly, tilting her head to the side a bit. He was... fine? "What the frell? What, you've got body armor or something?"

Ohhhh! He was infuriating, he'd stopped all of her fun so far, no wonder he wasn't concerned about being shot. Frelling sonuva...! She pressed her lips together tightly, pouting. Maybe if she shot him in the face. Hmmm, yeah, that wasn't covered. Frell, even if it didn't work she'd still feel better.

"Oh I'll leave alright, soon as I finish up." She aimed once again for that pretty face of his and fired.

[Zereth Lancer]

Before the blaster went off, the weapon was ripped from her hands and flew behind her and into the outstretched hand of Zereth Lancer. His blood red eyes starred out from under the hood of his black cloak. He was not vamparic, his eyes were from genetic tampering, not the bite of a vampire. He had come to corellia to search for the elusive “doctor” Zanon O’hara, no luck though. He had been walking the peaceful streets and alleys, just enjoying the night. The peace, though, had been shattered by the sound of blaster fire. He had come to investigate the event and found two individuals standing in an alley, one of them armed with a blaster, the other wearing a smoldering hole in his clothing, but without any visible sign of injury. At first he had been confused with what he read from the young man through the force, but it became clear when he concentrated. “A Vampire!” He had growled under his breath. It was the one creature he couldn’t stand. It was invincible to almost everything. It was immortal and unaffected by age, and it was even rumored that some of them could melt into the shadows or turn into bats. But Zereth dismissed tales like that as children’s stories to scare them at night.

Returning to the present; Zereth stood behind the woman, the blaster still sitting in his hand. “You won’t kill him with this.” Zereth stated plainly, his hushed voice only just audible to the others. Zereth looked down at the blaster and then threw it to the ground. The blaster struck the hard durocrete and exploded in a shower of metal fragments, sparks, and discharged energy. Zereth raised his red eyes to meet those of the young man. For the hundredth time in the last five minutes he wished he had a stake.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

The man appeared out of nowhere and Ryoshiya was automatically interested in him and what he was saying. Oh, so this man was familiar with the fact that vampires could not be killed by blasters. Smiling at the man, he bowed slightly.

"Good evening, sir. I do thank you for the assistance in saving my face, as it would have been a shame should it have been hit by that blast," Ryoshiya yawned slightly, then, his fangs growing slightly as his need for blood grew with the extra body in front of him. He could drain them both in no time, but he was not interested in killing either of them, although the woman could have become his prey easier than the man, as she had insisted upon firing upon him. Sighing again, he glanced down at his hands.

"Well, I really must be going. I have something I am focused on doing. I do hope you can excuse me."

[Shilandra Rae]

She stared at her hand, stripped of it's blaster by some unseen force, half expecting the blaster to be there still. She took a step back quickly, as the two seemed to lock in on each other. Okay... she may officially be out of her league. She couldn't care less about her attempted mugging victim, though a growing resentment for him had formed. She was intriqued by the new guy though, how he'd done that with her blaster.

"Woah..." her tone was hushed, meant for herself and no one else.

[Zereth Lancer]

With scarcely a sound, Zereth walked up the stunned woman, “You are very lucky,” He whispered into her ear, “Not many meet a vampire and live. I could see his lust for blood in his eyes, but scarcely have a met such a well mannered murderer as him; for a vampire feeds on all blood. Next time; choose your targets with more care. The weakest looking ones can turn out to be the strongest and a mask of strength can hide a soul of weakness.” His paused to let the words sink in before he continued, “You have a black heart and a soul of evil and yet you do not aspire to your true potential…” He trailed off and moved over to whisper into her other ear, “…I sense a power within you, one that you may not know of. What is petty theft and murder when, with this power, you could erase life with a wave of your hand, decimate cities, and destroy planet? Why could you refuse such a power, a gift only given to few and accepted by even fewer? You could rise to a position greater then you have ever dreamed. People will bow before you and worship you as a goddess. This power will forever dominate your future and never will it forsake or abandon you and with it you shall gain everything you desire…”

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya was not far from where the man was whispering such enticing words into the woman's ear. Ryoshiya did not need to know much to know that this man was absolute evil. Evil that flowed through each and every vein, that purified it, made it something that he wanted. Badly.

Ryoshiya smelled the air as he crouched nearby in the shadows. He could now care less about the woman, and about how she had bothered him before. Now, his full attention was on this man. He would get a good meal from him, and he was anticipating it.

Ryoshiya's body slowly began to ready itself for the intake of such pure blood. He felt his muscles tense, his eyes slowly drain of thier dark brown color and fall to a whitish grey, the eyeshine glinting in the darkness almost as if they were lit by themselves. The already sharp kanines growing even sharper. Ryoshiya smiled slightly to himself as he continued to use his heightened vampiric senses to continue to listen to the conversation going on that would have usually been out of ear shot for anyone else.

The words he spoke dripped with the purest evil. And only that could make his blood so sweet.

[Shilandra Rae]

She pressed her lips together, drawing the tip of her tongue over her top lip just slightly. He was whispering words in her ear, beautiful words. He spoke her language, he knew the pleasure she had experienced, and he was offering her more. Her smile grew lustful as he spoke the words. Every sense tuned in on him and his offer.

She turned enough to look into his eyes, her own pale white eyes had developed an almost lecherous glaze to them. Smiling softly she stroked a finger over his arm. "This power... is that how you took the blaster from my hand... is that how you found the strength to shatter it with such ease?" She wanted this power he offered her, he wanted it more than anything she'd ever wanted - and she always got what she wanted.

"You've... peaked... my interest. Tell me more, my beautiful stranger." she spoke her words with a soft and sensual tone, a growing smile encompassing her lips.

[Zereth Lancer]

“With this power you shall deal death to all that appose you and destroy anything that hinders your path. Nations will tremble in terror, governments will shatter beneath your foot, and the galaxy will either bend to your will or be destroyed…” Zereth closed his eyes and raised his face and arms skyward, hands raised, and his fingers spread out. His hands glowed white and forks of lightning shot from his fingertips into the night sky, sending blinding light throughout the alley. The lightning continued to crackle across the sky for a few more minutes before they disappeared from the sky as Zereth lowered his hands. He turned his gaze back to Shilandra, “This is only one aspect of the power I speak of…” He leaned forward, putting his face only inches from hers, “You long for this power,” He smiled, “I can see the lust in your eyes and the burning desire in your mind. But this power is not given freely. To have it you must give yourself over to its darkness, to its evil. Once you choose this path, you can never leave it.” He raised his hand and slowly stroked her cheek with his finger, “Are you willing to make the sacrifice? Are you willing to join me in this unearthly power and change your destiny forever?”

[Shilandra Rae]

Oh wow... his breath was so warm against her face - and his words even more warm upon her ears and soul. His display of power had almost been too much for her to take, a warmth filling her entire body as she watched his disply, and was seduced by his own intoxicating words. Now he was but inches from her, she allowed herself a shallow breath and a hard swallow.

She fought back the urge to bite his lip, time and a place for everything. She leaned in even closer, her lips brushing his lightly, "Such power... is worth any sacrifice..." She purred. "And I do desire such power, I crave it. I want it." She pulled back enough to allow them a bit more breathing room. "What can I say to such an offer other than I accept?"

[Zereth Lancer]

"What can I say to such an offer other than I accept?"

It was exactly the answer he was pursuing. A eager soul to give its soul over to the darkside. It seemed almost too easy. All he had to do was play on her lust for power. He actually felt sorry for misleading her. He hadn’t actually created lightning. It had all been an illusion he had planted in her mind. Force lightning was something only sith masters knew how to use. He had some time to go before he held such power. But he was determined to get there someday

Returning to reality; a smile crossed Zereth’s face, “You have chosen wisely,” He said, inching closer to her again, “Now all that remains is the journey. We must leave at once.” He stroked her cheek again before pulling away. [i]He could care less about taking her to Korriban. He really would settle for staying here, with her, for now and go to korriban later. No, he had to return. He already had been gone for too long. He must return at once.[i] He started down the alley in the same direction that the vampire had left by. He came to a halt and spun on his heels, “Do you have any possessions that you’d wish to take with you? If so then we must fetch them at once.” He was rushing things along a little too fast, but he had his own reasons for it. Once the sooner they got to Korriban, the sooner they could spent time together.

[Shilandra Rae]

She had to leave? She stopped for only a moment, thinking hesitantly - but she had agreed to this, and the power he offered was worth the sacrifice. Besides he was being kind enough to get her things.

"I have a few necessary items I'd like to pick up... my apartment isn't far from here. I'd be happy to take you there." The words were of course a double entendre, she flashed him a coy smile and walked in front of him to lead him along.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

It did not take Ryoshiya long to realize that they were working thier way past where he had been hiding out. He purred to himself, moving slightly back into the shadows, waiting until he could see the man clearly. Ryoshiya had become hungrier as the moments had past, and he could hear the beating of the man's heart as they moved closer to where Ryoshiya was.

His eyes were glowing almost as if they emitted thier own light, and he searched the darkness. He could hear thier movements getting closer to him. It would not be long until they passed his hiding place.

[Zereth Lancer]

Zereth scanned the alley one more time before turning and following after Shilandra. Something tugged at the back of his mind. His danger sense was going crazy, but he didn't see, hear, of smell anything. He brushed the feeling off and continued walknig.

If he had only stretched out with the force; he would have felt Ryoshi hiding in the shadows.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya purred to himself again as the man came into his view, his veins glowing to Ryoshiya in the darkness. He moved forward slightly, and then, using the quickness he had acquired when he had been turned to find his way behind the man in the shadows with little to no noise.

Hissing into the darkness and at nothing, he slithered forward, his body almost part of the shadows as he moved around behind the man, choosing his attack position carefully.

Ryoshiya was able to smile to himself, before he growled in his throat and leapt forward onto the man, that was larger than he by definition. His hands found their way around his arms and he clenched down hard, his vampiric strength coursing through his body as he wrapped his arms around the man and squeezed, his fangs exposed as he purred in his throat, running his tongue along the jugular of the man so uselessly concealed by a thin layer of skin.

[Zereth Lancer]

Something jumped him from behind and in his mind a simply sequence played out. Surprise led to fear, fear led to panic, and panic led to instinct, and that instinct was to twist and break the hold and then kill whatever it was that had the nerve to attack him. But his assailant held on with inhuman strength and something warm and damp crawled over his neck. The bloody vampire! Zereth let loose a low growl and threw his head backwards and to the side; to where he assumed his the vampire’s head was positioned.

He will pay for this. I let him go peacefully and this is how I am rewarded. No more mister nice guy now, eh. The Darkside burned through his body, aching to be released, longing to destroy.

[Shilandra Rae]

What was tha...? She turned her head quickly, and looked on in horror at the scene. That freak from earlier was back, holding her new 'friend' and licking his neck. That's just disgusting, besides it was HER job. She took a step back to watch, he could handle himself, she was sure - and she didn't want to get in his way.

She rolled her lips together in a disgusted sneer. This freak was dead.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

The man's head mad contact with Ryoshiya's and his head was knocked away from the neck that was his current target. He squeezed a little harder around the man and then attacked his shoulder, biting him hard. It would not be his feeding wound, it was only to spite the man.

"That hurt, friend..." he murmured dangerously opening his mouth again and digging his fangs into the back of the man's neck. He clenched his jaw hard around the skin, blood seeping into his mouth. It was just as sweet as he had imagined it being.

[Zereth Lancer]

A savage roar emanated from Zereth's throat as pain stabbed through his shoulder. The sound echoed off the walls and down the streets. Babies cried, women comforted their crying children, and men stared wide-eyed into the darkness. It was the sound of a wounded animal. It put fear into the hearts of men and drove the most courageous away in terror. Fear led to anger, anger led to hate, and that hate would lead to suffering. The darkside heard the call and filled Zereth with its dark power. The pain in his shoulder vanished and then reappeared on his neck, but he paid it now heed, for he barely felt.

He reached his hands backwards over his shoulder and grabbed Ryoshi by the head and pulled his bloody maw from his neck. A force push like a hammer's blow connected with the vampire's chest and knocked it off Zereth's back and sent it tumbling down the dusty street. Zereth turned around, his eyes where ablaze with an inner fire that made his eyes glow and words where whispered by an unseen mouth "Cursed are you among men, you who drink the blood of the living to fill a corpse, darkness is your right hand and death your left. You prey on the weak and the fool. You have no trace of honor in the whole of your existence. The gates of the seven hells are wide open, for they await your soul, and tonight they shall get it…
Zereth took a step forward and with every step after that he appeared to grow bigger. The shadows bent and warped around him and became a mighty cape around his shoulders. From his hand sprung a beam of crimson red and in the sky flashed bolts of silent lightning. "Your terror ends here…


OOC: I edited my post so could you change yours to fit it?

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya crouched down under the shadow of the man advancing forward. His maker had struck more fear into him than this dark sider. Yet, Ryoshiya still did not want to be killed by him. Ryoshiya crept backwards, arching his back as a black cat in an alley full of dogs. He watched the man grow and change, the darkness moving around him in waves, doing whatever his dark mind told them to. Ryoshiya was, in fact, awestruck by the power this man possessed. However, the fear he thought it was supposed to strike in him was interestingly absent. Ryoshiya rarely felt fear anymore.

He moved back until he was what he felt was a safe distance away and then stood. The power coursing through this man was one of the kind anyone should fear. Yet, Ryoshiya was interested in it, in how it was acquired, why, what was it used for. Standing before him was a math problem to be solved, but Ryoshiya doubted he would have time to work it out before the man took the initiative and killed him.

Ryoshiya's 'terror', as the man put it, would in fact end if he did not make a move and make it soon.

[Zereth Lancer]

He could feel the uncertainty radiating off the vampire. He had expected and hoped for fear, but this could serve his purposes as well. In truth He hadn’t become the dark monstrosity that Ryoshi and Shilandra saw between them. It was all an illusion; created with the force, and controlled by his will power. Such an illusion was not difficult to create, but it took a master of the craft to make it appear so real. There where no rough edges or flat details. It was a perfect and seamless projection.

Thunderclaps sounded with every step as Zereth strode forward, toward the vampire; the shadows warped and shifted around him as he walked. As he reached Ryoshi he gripped the sabre in both hands and brought it crashing down on Ryoshi’s head with the speed of a sand panther and with the power of a volcano. It will end here.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya used the speed he had recieved from his maker when he had been changed and flashed out of the way of the sabre, clinging to the side of a building rising up nearest to him. His hissed like an agitated snake and slid higher up the side of the building, staring down at the thing below him.

His power was obvious, and any other person might be compelled to run for dear life. But Ryoshiya was already dead, so he would be not be running fo any reason at all. Instead though, Ryoshiya perched on the side of the building, watching, amazed, interested in this power, what it was, what propelled it, what made it so terrifying. Ryoshiya wanted to know all about it suddenly, wanted to see what else it could do.

[Zereth Lancer]

Zereth looked up at his retreating foe and a deafening thundering laugh emanated from nowhere. He raised his left hand and clenched it into a tight fist. Minutes went by and nothing happened, but his fist remained in the air as if summoning some fell magic down upon the vampire. Another minute went by before Ryoshi started to feel a rumble in the wall he was perched upon. It started out as a low rumble and rose until the whole building was shaking. Cracks appeared along the walls and then the entire wall shattered into a million pieces and shot off skyward, taking the night creature with them.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya growled deep in his chest, and then roared, feeling his seldom used, but very useful wings burst from his shoulder blades. They were bat wings, and he did not like to use them as they were a slight nuisance, but now would be a good time. He flapped them furiously for a moment, regaining his own air, then he folded them slightly and shot for the ground, straight for the man. He had seen the power, seen what it could do, and also, what it could hide. This was an illusion meant to frighten Ryoshiya.

He dove downwards towards the man, his eyes flashing white. Even if he did not get the man's blood he hoped to inflict a little more damage before he went off to find something else with a little less of a fighting spirit to eat.

[Zereth Lancer]

Zereth turned to face his incoming foe. He stood his ground and at the last second dove to the side with inhuman speed that could only be accomplished with the aid of the force. He hit the ground and rolled back onto his feet. He spun around and stretched his hand out. The air particles around his hand started spinning and warping until they burst into a fire ball that floated above Zereth's palm. The fire ball flew from his hand at towards Ryoshi at an astonishing speed. A simply distraction, Zereth told himself, lets just see how fast he really is.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya crashed to the ground, in a crouch, his wings wrapping around him like a cloak of inky black nighttime. He watched the man a moment, pacing back and forth, growling in his throat like a dog. The man was amazing, that was for sure. Ryoshiya watched as the man formed a fire ball in his hand, and then, he hurled it towards the vampire.

Ryoshiya curled up and disappeared, moving with his speed in a different position, and leapt forth, attacking the man's shoulder with his lengthened fangs, plunging them into the deep meat of his arm, the blood seeping through Ryoshiya's lips and sliding down his throat like liquid fire. He used his wings to wrap around the man's body and face, intending the leathery appendages tp confuse him.

[Zereth Lancer]

There was a struggle as the wings wrapped around him, but there was no pain, only a tickle on his arm as the fangs puncture through his flesh. Time to die, he thought as he raised he brought his sabre and jabbed it upwards, dragging the blade up the center of the creature’s body . One can only fight so long; one can only be the best until someone better comes along. So is the way of life and now is the end of yours Boomed the invisible mouth as the blade connected with flesh.

[Ryoshiya Le'Gard]

Ryoshiya jumped backwards looking down at the long split down his front. It would heal, there was no doubt. But he believed that maybe this guy was ready to kill him, and a well placed thrust to the heart, or the neck, then he would be done for.

Ryoshiya jumped back away from the man, feeling his skin seal up until it was flawlessly pale once again. His wings folded onto his back and grew into his skin once again. He bowed to the man, not willing to kill himself trying to figure him out.

"You are a worthy sparring partner for a vampire, I shall reccomend you to my colleagues, friend," he purred. Smiling wide, Ryoshiya took his leave, leaping past the man and away, looking back over his shoulder to observe as the man disappeared. Whatever the power was he held, he was not willing to share its secrets with Ryoshiya Le'Gard. Oh well, he would simply have to find out some other way.

[Zereth Lancer]

Zereth returned the bow I shall be waiting The icy voice replied. He watched the creature bound off into the night, and only after he was sure it was gone; did he look away. He turned and walked towards Shilandra as one layer after layer of illusion disappeared. The lightning in the sky stopped and Zereth returned to his normal formidable size. His lightsabre turned off and was replaced on his belt.

He walked a few more steps before stumbling over his feet and grabbing onto Shilandra for support. His clothing was covered in blood from his neck wound and it was still flowing. "Where's your place again?" He whispered into her ear as he placed his hand over the wound and pressed down. The pain was still absent, but that only last for so long. What he needed was bandage and a little meditation time to get it all under control (And maybe some pain killers)

"Lets be off." He said as he pulled himself off of her and strode forward as if the wound was nothing more then a bug bite and he wasn't about to faint from blood loss.

[Shilandra Rae]

She had watched the entire event with intent interest. She was awed by the stranger, and the freak. Power clashing with power. She smiled darkly as her beautiful stranger returned, seeming to 'power down' as he strode over. Despite his impressive actions he had been injured it seemed.

"Don't worry," she cooed gently, putting an arm about his waist as they walked out of the alley, "I live near by." She led him down the street and to a small building, the multiple doors gave away that it was an apartment complex. Leaving his side long enough to enter her passcode the front door swung open and they entered off the street into a well furnished and slightly lavish apartment.

"Home sweet home."

[Zereth Lancer]

It had taken quite some will power to keep himself awake. Sleep sounded so good to him right now. He just wanted to lay down there in the doorway and close his eyes... wake....up...... A cold voice whispered in his mind and Zereth managed to open his eyes and stop himself from falling. "Where’s the fresher?" He asked and, after receiving directions, headed into the small room and closed it behind him. First he pulled the small med pack he always carried off his belt and slapped a small bacta patch over the neck wound, leaving his shoulder to heal on its own. He pulled off his outer robes and set them carefully down on the ground, as that the blood didn't get everywhere. He pulled off his shirt and, with his knife, cut off all the bloody parts and fashioned what was left into a rag to wipe all the blood off his chest. As he cleaned he noticed how pale his skin was now. "Curse that vampire." He mumbled as he finished wiping the blood away. He looked down and checked his pants for blood, except for a few speckles there wasn't any. "Good, I didn't make a complete mess of things." Already he was feeling better.

He tossed the bloody rage into the garbage, washed his hands, and exited the bathroom wondering where Shilandra had gone off to.

[Shilandra Rae]

She had no idea how long he would be in there, after all he'd lost an aweful lot of blood, in none of it in the fun ways. She'd wandered into her storage room to look through her 'collection'. Various trophies from her career. Some whino's finger, a diamond ring, a bloodied knife and other such things that brought up such pleasant memories.

She was faced with the hard task of what to take with her though. The essentials of course, clothing, the smaller mementos - definately that ring, not only was it beautiful but it was the first thing she ever took from someone. A diamond engagement ring some stupid cow wore to remember her dead fiancee. Pshaw. It looked horrible on her anyway.

She gathered up a few things and walked out, pleasantly surprised with her companies appearance in the middle of the main room. He looked better already, her lips came together in a smile as she strode over and laid a hand against his bare chest. "I do hope you're feeling better," she let the words run from her lips with a soft purr.

[Zereth Lancer]

A cold feeling on his chest made Zereth look down at Shilandra, only her face was somewhat blurry. Dang that vampire. At that moment so many thoughts swirled through his mind; want, lust, a pleasurable time, and all these revolving around Shilandra. Business first, He reminded himself as he blinked his eyes a few times until her face was clear again. "I'm feeling better with every moment," He took her hand in his and moved in closer to her, “Are you ready to go?” ’Or maybe we should wait till tomorrow to leave’, is what he really wanted to say, but he had a job to do and nothing, nothing I say, is going to get in his way. “We should leave as soon as possible. Don’t want to wait around until the inquisition shows up.”

[Shilandra Rae]

She wasn't sure who the inquisition he spoke of was, but from his tone, they sounded none to friendly. She stroked his bandaged neck for a moment, seemingly lost in thought - pleasant thoughts, naughty thoughts. Then with a smile so warm it was almost revolting, she nodded.

"Let me pack some clothes real quick, and I'll be ready." As much as she didn't want to, she left him standing alone in the room as she bounded down the hall to throw some outfits together to take with her. Not only was she about to take part in what was sure to be a pleasurable trip and a new future - but she'd be abandonning this overpriced apartment. She giggled at how that stupid, horse of a landlord would react to the situation. A warm thought filled her mind. Perhaps... yes. Definately.

She packed quickly, then made one last stop in a side room before returning to Zereth.

"All set, and... we should probably go quickly." The smile she wore on her face said it all.

[Zereth Lancer]

Time was against them, as always. While Shilandra packed her things, Zereth was glancing peeking out the window. It would only take so long for the INQ to find out that he was here and then they'd close in with seekers, droids, and project nightmare as well. Hurry up...

Finally Shilandra was ready to go. Zereth grabbed his rapidly drying outer cloak and slipped into the blood splattered garment. It was a cold night and bare chested man would draw attention, especially from the female populace. He pushed the door open and glanced up and down the street before walking out. "No time to lose." He said and then they where off. They traveled down streets, cut through alleys, and climbed over rooftops until they finally reached the private hangar bay on the outskirts of the city. This was the hangar specially reserved for the members of TSO.

A fair number of ships sat on landing stocks, one of them being Zereth's personal x-wing. He couldn't take the fighter, it was designed for a single person and although the thought of Shilandra riding on his lap all the whole way to Korriban was.... intriguing, it was also impossible. He turned away from his ship and headed for a sleek transport ship designed to hold a pilot, three passengers, and a decent amount of cargo. Perfect

A moment later the landing ramp was down and Zereth was prepping the vessel for take off while Shilandra stowed her luggage and then took a seat behind him. Zereth donned a head set and connected to the city's traffic control tower. A brief conversation went by with the operator and then they placed him on hold. Five minutes went by before the operator came back "This is Tower Five to 'Star of Oblivion', you are clear."

Without as much as a thank you, Zereth fired the vessel out of the hangar bay and into orbit. "We're out of here." He informed his passenger as he received the coordinates from the NAV computer. And not a minute too soon.

The stars became streaks of light as the "Star of Oblivion's" hyperdrives came online and threw them into hyper space.

[Shilandra Rae]

She really wasn't sure what to say, the trip would take a bit - well, she presumed it would. Actually, thinking about it, she had no idea. She never did ask where they were going, for all she knew he could be some kind of psycho killer or something. Nah, she wasn't that lucky. She stretched languidly and grinned, kicking up her feet a bit.

"So... where exactly are we going, Mr. Sexy?" Hmm, she didn't even have his name, it had just never come up. Stupid Shil, running off for who knows where with who knows who, just because he talks sweet and offers power and destruction. Of course, that was all she really needed to know - but names and places might be nice too, she supposed.

"And as much as I would like it, I just can't call you pet names for the rest of our time. I'm Shilandra Rae, and what can I call you? I mean other than charming."

[Zereth Lancer]

Zereth smiled inwardly at Mr. Sexy. No one had ever referred to him in such a way, not even Jezreal is their time together. But he did feel quite foolish for not introducing himself earlier. But it surprised him more that Shilandra, as he now knew her name to be, had come along despite the fact that he never gave her his name or their destination. Oh, well. He could bang his head on the wall later. Right now there where things to take care of. "We're going to planet in the outer rim by the name of Korriban. It was once the home of a warrior race called the Sith and is where me and my darkside brethren have settled down, and it is where your training will begin." He punched a few more buttons and then swiveled his chair around to face Shilandra, "The name is Zereth Lancer."

"But I am interested in something, and since we having else to do for the remainder of the trip, we might as well talk about it. Why did you decide to come with me? I can't be because I'm 'charming', as you put it. There must have been a reason for it. Is it simply power you want or to embrace something darker then petty thievery" He really wanted to get to know this woman, in more ways then one.

[Shilandra Rae]

She smiled back, curling her fingers together to form a bridge for her chin to rest on.

"There were several things that made me decide to follow you. The words you spoke in my ear for one. You understand, the craving." She chuckled slightly, to anyone else she would have had to have explained it, she was sure - but he knew what she meant, she could tell. "You're the first one I've met who did. That intrigued me, your display of power was the next thing. You have incredible power, power that I want - petty theft, you said? True, but it satiated the craving a bit, but with the power that you have... that I WILL have," she purred, in intense enjoyment of just speaking about it, "I can do so much more. Eventually little things like theft will barely seem like foreplay, and that makes me long for that power all the more."

She shifted in her seet, that lustful look from the alley returning to her eyes, "There was... one other other thing to." her tone hushed a bit as she glanced towards the ships windows, "I heard something while we were talking, something else, telling me to follow. I'd call it my conscious, but I'm fairly certain I don't have one."

[Zereth Lancer]

Zereth clasped his hands together on his lap and looked up at the ceiling. "I believe that was the force calling you," He looked back down at her, "You may be wonder what the force is. The force is the life giving energy that is infused within everyone and everything. Without it the fabric of the galaxy would fall apart and all life would end. It is this energy that empowers me. There are beings in this galaxy that call themselves jedi. They are of a pathetic and weak order that uses the power of the force to protect, defend, and heal. Me and my brethren tap into the force and use it to give us power, to deal death, to destroy whatever gets in our way. Only curtain individuals are born with the ability to tap into the force," He leaned forward in his chair and stared into her eyes, "You are one of those few, and soon you will learn how to use the force as your weapon. It will be a sword in your hand that none can compete against," He smiled and say back in his chair again, "All it will take is time. Your training will begin shortly after we arrive at Korriban."

His eyes roved over her body, identifying every curve and shape with a lustful glint. He could smell her from here, and it was intoxicating. He wondered how long he would be able to hold up before his mind, and body, reverted to its more... animal instincts. His eyes came back up to look into hers. His lips contorted into a smile, "Do you have any more questions?"

[Shilandra Rae]

She stared deep into those pools of blood he used to see the world, she'd have to ask about those sometime. Not right now though.

"Hmmm, is there anything I should know before we get to Korriban to begin my training?" She sat back a bit, stretching as she did, this was all so exciting. She'd heard of the force before, it wasn't exactly possible to have NOT heard of it, the empire looking for all force users and all.

OH! By doing this she would be in sense setting herself against the empire as well, neat. She did love challenges.

[Zereth Lancer]

Zereth smiled. "I can't tell you all the hints and secrets. There are some things that you will have to figure out on your own. But I will warn you..." His voice became dark and grave, "If you betray or otherwise endanger the sith order; you will be hunted down and punished without pity and without a chance of forgiveness. Is that understood, Miss Rae?" His eyes where now hard and cold, and his stare was so intense that it appeared to see right into her soul.

[Shilandra Rae]

Oh, intense. It'd all turned very dark and serious, what a mood killer, and now she was being given rules. UGH, rules - she'd never been keen on them. Never followed them at all, to be honest. Then again, this wasn't the normal situation, and it seemed simple enough, don't turn on them. She could appreciate that, okay - she'd be a good girl about this. She shrugged with a smile, "I got it, it's a lifetime membership." She smiled coyly, trying to lighten the mood again.

"Don't worry, I'm not about to leave when there's someone as interesting as you there." She was getting all antsy about this now. She wondered what his friends were like, hopefully like him, that'd just be perfect. She leaned back in the seat to relax. "I can't wait to start."

[Zereth Lancer]

Zereth's face softened and his moved back to the console. Yeah, he wanted to start a few things too, but most of them involved Shilandra. But it was business first, as he said before, always business, and then pleasure. He checked their progress through space and then turned back to Shilandra, "Well, it should be far more interesting on Korriban with you there." Since we don't have many women...

He stood up and walked over to a view port on the side of the bridge. Nothing but us and the stars... He thought as he watched the streaks fly by. Nothing but us... He banged his head on the view port and then turned around. He walked up behind Shilandra and started messaging her shoulders with his strong fingers. He bent his head down and whispered into her ear as he worked her tight muscles "So, what do you want to do first, when we get to Korriban? Do you want a tour, or perhaps you'll want to rest after such a long journey, or even start your training right away. Anything is a possibility..."

[Shilandra Rae]

She purred pleasantly at his touch, just the right combination of forceful and sensous, perfect.

"I have something I plan on doing once we land." She cooed, chuckling under her breath. He wanted the same thing, she knew it, she could feel it. Ah what a wonderful turn life had just taken.

[Zereth Lancer]

His hands moved from muscle to muscle, his hands going lower and lower down her back as he worked. He messaged each muscle until every ache and pain was gone and only a soothing serenity existed. "Well, if you ever need anything, my door is always open." He replied, as he continued to work on her back.

[Shilandra Rae]

She grinned seductively, her inward smile even bigger than the one she wore on her face. "That is precisely what I wanted to hear."

She closed her eyes and smiled, letting his wonderful hands address her back.

[Zereth Lancer]

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