Lucianus Adair
Nov 23rd, 2003, 01:34:54 AM
Betrayal is a scorcher. She strangles your soul with her bare hands and that way it burns. The funny thing is when she goes to burn yours and you don't have one.
Lucianus Lucifer Bane was a humorous man, i'd say. The rest of them, those normal people.. Think he's a creep. Mostly the women though...the fragile women. The men wanted his head. They're jealous. But my lord, my master..Lord Shade...pays no heed to them. All I have learned and known until this day, I have learned from him. Now, it is time to make my own path.
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Arriving in this place, there was a familiar feeling. An unfeeling feeling. Feelings get in the way, anyway. I had told them i'd carry my own bags, and sent the ship back to my guardian and lord's estate.
Tap, tap, tap. That sound reminded me that I was still bound to inferiority. That I would have to work...and work, slave, hard to become greater. The silent warrior and man of sophistication and wit that Lucianus Bane was, and is, and continues to be. One on the dark path could not ask for a better example than the one that bites as hard as winter's harshness. One thing he had also said. I should not announce my arrival, by any fanfare or words. That shows strains of arrogance. So here at the Sith Order I arrived, and with my luggage in one hand, and a bottle of the estate's finest wine in the other, I walked in, and waited.
Lucianus Lucifer Bane was a humorous man, i'd say. The rest of them, those normal people.. Think he's a creep. Mostly the women though...the fragile women. The men wanted his head. They're jealous. But my lord, my master..Lord Shade...pays no heed to them. All I have learned and known until this day, I have learned from him. Now, it is time to make my own path.
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Arriving in this place, there was a familiar feeling. An unfeeling feeling. Feelings get in the way, anyway. I had told them i'd carry my own bags, and sent the ship back to my guardian and lord's estate.
Tap, tap, tap. That sound reminded me that I was still bound to inferiority. That I would have to work...and work, slave, hard to become greater. The silent warrior and man of sophistication and wit that Lucianus Bane was, and is, and continues to be. One on the dark path could not ask for a better example than the one that bites as hard as winter's harshness. One thing he had also said. I should not announce my arrival, by any fanfare or words. That shows strains of arrogance. So here at the Sith Order I arrived, and with my luggage in one hand, and a bottle of the estate's finest wine in the other, I walked in, and waited.