Perfection (End of LL Saga)

[Darth Cell]

LOCATION: 1.28 LIGHT YEARS FROM CORUSCANT_

//darth cell,
creation of the evil itala marzullo, scoured the galaxy in search
of ways to bring about his dark master's ultimate plan of conquest.
to that end, darth cell now found himself in space, flying through
the lifeless void with the use of his antigravity web, looking
for the key to his existance. darth cell must destroy the lounge
lizard. suddenly, darth cell came to a full stop in deep space,
his body's sensors alerting him to useful information. he turned
around...

STARSHIP DETECTED_

RANGE .34 LIGHT
YEARS_

CLASS UNKNOWN_

SEEKING IDENTIFICATION.
...

....IDENTIFICATION PROCESSED_

SHIP BELONGS
TO LADY VADER_

//darth cell pondered the information.
lady vader. the traitorous wench who dared to defy itala and
bring about his second empire's downfall. darth cell knew from
other information that she was close to the lounge lizard. perhaps
even close enough to live together. the odds of being right were
not exceptional, but darth cell weighed them, and determined
they were worth investigating.

TRIANGULATE ORIGINATION_

PROCESSING....

....TRIANGULATION COMPLETE_

POINTS OF POSSIBLE ORIGIN: CORUSCANT, YAGO PRIME, ORD
MANTELL, KIVOL, ARAGAL, BYSS, TOVUGEL PRIME, ITHOR...

MANUAL TERMINATION OF SEARCH_

DC: Byss...yes!
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//darth cell accessed his archives, recalling information
that hinted at lounge lizard's base being located on such a planet.
and now the information was confirmed. darth cell smiled at the
satisfaction of his discovery.

DC: Yes, wait for me,
Lounge Lizard! I will show you sweet revenge indeed! You will
kneel to the power of Itala Marzullo's New Order!

//
darth cell tapped the dark side, drawing immense power through
his organic components, and dumping it straight into his power
coil, energizing his antigravity web enough to cause his body
to accelerate to lightspeed....hurtling towards planet byss.

[Darth Cell]

LOCATION: HIGH ORBIT, PLANET BYSS_

//darth cell hovers above the planet of the dark side, contemplating his next move. his databanks access information on the lounge lizard, noting his high priority with itala's assassination program. slowly, darth cell descends to the planet. several minutes later, he touches down in a meadow. his sensors sweep the area in a broad band, trying to discern the location of the nearest settlement. suddenly, darth cell turns around, jumps up in the air, and flies toward the western horizon, his antigravity web fully powered. it would take seven minutes to reach the nearest settlement.

[Darth Cell]

//I arrive in a small village. powering down my antigravity web, I land lightly on the outskirts. apparently, this collection of ramshackle buildings is the living quarters for a labor camp, probably run by the rogue sith order. I access my data archives, but am unable to sift through any information that would be relevant enough as to direct me to lounge lizard's estate. suddenly, a commotion is made, as several of the workers take note of my presence. with my 8 foot tall frame, and odd looks, I quickly attract attention. one of the rso overseers quickly arrives at the scene, hand on his blaster.

RSO OVERSEER: Halt, who goes there?

DARTH CELL: Tell me the location of the Lounge Lizard's estate.

RSO OVERSEER: Who are you? Such information is not given out freely. Surrender yourself immediately!

//I quickly analyze the situation, noting the combat capabilities of the overseer.

TACTICAL OPERATIONS: ACTIVE_

ANALYZING....

SUBJECT: UNKNOWN_
AFFILIATION: ROGUE SITH ORDER_
CALCULATING FORCE AURA...
FORCE AURA INTENSITY: NEGLIGIBLE_
THREAT ANALYSIS: SUBJECT POSES NO THREAT_
RECOMMENDATION: ELIMINATE_

//I smile slightly, lifting my arm towards him. I use force pull to send the man off his feet and sailing towards me. he struggles with his blaster, raising it up in midair and letting loose several shots. I merely deflect all shots with the palm of my hand, and as the man nears, I grasp him by the throat, clamping down tightly. the man gasps, struggles for a bit, and then drops his blaster. I smile, and as the man begins to fade into unconciousness, small tubular probes come out of my temples and insert into the man's nostrils, and a crunching sound can be heard as they aggressively penetrate into his cranial cavity, embedding into his parietal lobe. with the interface probes in the man's brain, I begin to sift through his thoughts, accessing any information on the lounge lizard that may be of relevance. before the man succumbed and died, I found exactly the information I was looking for. the lounge lizard's home is located 1345 kilometers due west northwest from this location. smiling, I release the dead man from my grasp, withdrawing my probes. I activate my antigravity web, taking off in the indicated direction, and leaving many terrified workers behind.