Meditations

[Lady Vader]

*LV arrived in her room after tending to her wounded hand from the short fight (http://pub23.ezboard.com/fthesithorderdiscussionchamber.showMessage?topicID =653.topic) Lord Vader and she had just had. The room next to hers was nearly complete for Lord Vader's requested meditation chamber.*

*Sitting at her desk, she looked at the simple silver ring she had been wearing on her left hand, holding it near the small desk lamp. She had removed it to place the bacta patch on the torn and bruised knuckles. It shimmered in the pale light, giving off silvery sparkles. She smiled. Those sparkles reminded her of the sparkles the lake surrounding her home back on her birth planet would give as the sun set. Such peaceful times.*

*Sighing, she placed the ring, the only piece of jewelry she wore, on the desk. Standing, she stretched and headed towards the fresher, stripping as she went. A warm bath would do her good. She needed to relax.*

*Sinking herself in the warm water, she closed her eyes, and went deep within her thoughts for a session of meditation.*

[Darth Vader Returns]

hisssssss....

:: The two double doors parted slowly, and the two Sith Order technicians stood at attention as a familiar visage entered the room. Rumor had spread of the Dark Lord's return. Whether it was really Lord Vader, a clone, or an impostor was unknown. But the visage was so complete, so permeating that even if the man was not the Dark Lord, he was certainly imbued with enough evil to assume the title. Mechanical breathing could be heard as he approached the black pod in the center of the room. ::

Are my chambers prepared?

:: The taller technician stepped forward, uneasy and stammering slightly ::

Technician: Y-yes, my lord. They have been modified per the commands of Lady Vader.

Good.

:: Vader pointed to the men in a manner of warning ::

Now leave me, and see that no one enters.

:: The technicians nodded, bowing curtly in response ::

Technicians: A-uh..Of course, my lord.

:: The two men promptly began to exit the room, while Vader entered the black meditation sphere. The last thing the two saw as the maw of the sphere closed around the Dark Lord was the mechanism sliding down to remove his helmet ::

[Lady Vader]

*She felt more than heard the technicians outside hurry down the hallway and away from where she'd sensed Anbiraa, or rather, Lord Vader enter through the chamber prepared for him. He would be in there for some time. His meditations tended to be long and deep. At least that's how Anbira of old had meditated.*

*Sighing, she lifted her left hand from it's resting place on the bathtub's rim and removed the bacta patch. Her self healing and the medication from the bacta had done the job. Where there had been bruises and torn flesh, was now shiny new pink skin.*

*Slowly sinking the hand under the water, she flinched as the new skin absorbed the warmth. She flexed it a few times, remembering the short battle Vader and she had had down in the hangar bay. She knew he hadn't used all his potential on her, as she had not used all of her power on him. But what if they had? In response to her own question, she closed her flexing hand until the new skin stretched tightly around her knuckles. Well, she knew there wouldn't have been any hangar bay left. As to whether one or both would have survived was difficult to say. She closed her eyes. She hoped it would never come to that.*