Razielle Shadana
Mar 17th, 2004, 08:51:58 PM
It was apparently going to be the new trend for existing Cabal members who would be Sith to accompany Razielle to Onderon. She had been nothing short of thrilled when Salem had made the journey, but now there was another one. Her own baby sister, Jezebella. She was just as inherrently devious as her older sister, but she did not have quite the shine and polish. Where Razielle would rather use charm to enter any locked door in the galaxy, Jezebella wouldn't bother. She'd simply decimate whatever was blocking her path.
The occaisonal spar that Razielle and Jezebella had was not enough. The girl needed to be a part of something more. She needed more training than Razielle could give her, as her sister. So she had mentioned bringing her along to Onderon so that Jez could present herself to the Circle and they could decide if she would fit well among their numbers. Razielle already knew the answer. Her sister would be an asset anywhere, she was as loyal to whatever cause she served as her sister was.
The Delenquint touched down upon the planets surface, docking beneath the prison turned living quarters. As the ramp descended with a hydrolic hiss, Razielle annouced rather blandly. "Well, you're here. Get comfy and I'll see who can meet us. We might as well get this done with now rather than beat around the bush. Agreed, sister dear?" She exited and climbed the ladder into the above living quarter of their home. Leaving Jez to her own devices.
Ploping herself down at her desk she pulled out her comm and grinned to herself. She knew just the person to befrazzle Jez's blunt exterior. The thought had merrit if only for amusement purposes. Gav Mortis and Jezebella Shadana were as different as night and day.
"Gav, might I steal you for a few..?"
The occaisonal spar that Razielle and Jezebella had was not enough. The girl needed to be a part of something more. She needed more training than Razielle could give her, as her sister. So she had mentioned bringing her along to Onderon so that Jez could present herself to the Circle and they could decide if she would fit well among their numbers. Razielle already knew the answer. Her sister would be an asset anywhere, she was as loyal to whatever cause she served as her sister was.
The Delenquint touched down upon the planets surface, docking beneath the prison turned living quarters. As the ramp descended with a hydrolic hiss, Razielle annouced rather blandly. "Well, you're here. Get comfy and I'll see who can meet us. We might as well get this done with now rather than beat around the bush. Agreed, sister dear?" She exited and climbed the ladder into the above living quarter of their home. Leaving Jez to her own devices.
Ploping herself down at her desk she pulled out her comm and grinned to herself. She knew just the person to befrazzle Jez's blunt exterior. The thought had merrit if only for amusement purposes. Gav Mortis and Jezebella Shadana were as different as night and day.
"Gav, might I steal you for a few..?"