Fiend
Dec 6th, 2002, 03:53:57 PM
:: I was in the exhibit of the late emperor Palpatine and the museum alarms had only gone off a few minutes ago. But its not like there security systems were needed. What with the jedi base on the planet. Who would ever commit a crime in Coruscant? Except for me. I was expecting someone too. Anytime now, but I needed to be properly dressed for it when they did arrive.
I walked by the introduction panels to the exhibit and approached a glass box. Within was a cylinder like object and a dark red crystal, components spread out near the main objects. It was the Emperor's light saber, not functional at the moment but soon to be mine. And next to the saber was a display showing the emperor during his "prime." There were two of course though. One of what he had looked like during his first ruling of the Empire and another of the clone emperor that had risen at another time for a small point of time. I placed my hand on the glass box and with a small pressure broke the glass. The components were placed in a safe compartment that I placed inside my shirt. I then turned to the display and kicked in the glass there.
I was not the emperor. I would never fall like he did, fall by his own weak minded disciple. He fell to the light. But that was nothing to me, I knew the light would fall to me, the darkness. I tore the Sith armor off the clone model and quickly placed it on. The specialized armor sighed with an artificial breath as it sized to my leaner proportions. I sighed myself as it clung to me like a new skin. It was so cold but yet so welcoming. He had good taste, didn't he? Just poor planning. Especially for a reputed master of the sith. I turned to the cloaked model of the twisted form of the older model and took the cloak and gloves. Throwing the night black cloaks about me and stretching out the material of the gloves felt so satisfying that I was stepping up to take the place of this lesser evil and become the final and worst evil.
The black wardrobe semed to suck in the light about me as I stared in the mirror, it was so beautiful. The perfect example of the Savage Garden. But now for the jedi. I turned and stared at a few more things before walking to the way I had come in.::
I walked by the introduction panels to the exhibit and approached a glass box. Within was a cylinder like object and a dark red crystal, components spread out near the main objects. It was the Emperor's light saber, not functional at the moment but soon to be mine. And next to the saber was a display showing the emperor during his "prime." There were two of course though. One of what he had looked like during his first ruling of the Empire and another of the clone emperor that had risen at another time for a small point of time. I placed my hand on the glass box and with a small pressure broke the glass. The components were placed in a safe compartment that I placed inside my shirt. I then turned to the display and kicked in the glass there.
I was not the emperor. I would never fall like he did, fall by his own weak minded disciple. He fell to the light. But that was nothing to me, I knew the light would fall to me, the darkness. I tore the Sith armor off the clone model and quickly placed it on. The specialized armor sighed with an artificial breath as it sized to my leaner proportions. I sighed myself as it clung to me like a new skin. It was so cold but yet so welcoming. He had good taste, didn't he? Just poor planning. Especially for a reputed master of the sith. I turned to the cloaked model of the twisted form of the older model and took the cloak and gloves. Throwing the night black cloaks about me and stretching out the material of the gloves felt so satisfying that I was stepping up to take the place of this lesser evil and become the final and worst evil.
The black wardrobe semed to suck in the light about me as I stared in the mirror, it was so beautiful. The perfect example of the Savage Garden. But now for the jedi. I turned and stared at a few more things before walking to the way I had come in.::