The Red Planet

[Sorsha Kasajian]

<a href=http://meras.org/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=9128>continued from here</a>

:: Sorsha wakes from her meditation as a telepathic chitter touches her mind. Dalethria and Aliandra remained in stasis, and the first sight her eyes beheld was Ch'hodos on the viewscreen. The beauty of it made her smile ::


<img src=http://server.panic.hopto.org/swf/sorsha/g/albums/userpics/10001/normal_chhodos-s.jpg>

[Milivikal k'Vik]

Conversely, Ch'hodos made Mili frown. It was red, dirty, boring, lifeless, and ugly. She had been awake at the controls except for a brief nap. Her own little currier vessel was tucked in the one of the Keep's caves that served as a landing bay.

Why such desolate terrain made Sorsha happy was beyond her. The planet was more lifeless than any desert. Except for various micro-organisms, it was lifeless.

Milivikal crossed her arms and growled, "I still have no idea why you love that rock."

[imported_Blade Ice]

"So this is it? I admit it’s not exactly what expected."

Blade looked at the dull red planet with sorsha and Mili. Mili was clearly unimpressed and sorsha was like a little child with a new toy. Still Blade was neither impressed nor unimpressed. No Blade was more concerned with what he was doing here and what part he played in all of this.

He looked at Dale and her daughter and frowned reached his face. He was starting to regret what he had done to her. Well actually he was dreading what punishment he would more then likely receive after this is all over. Many question where whirling through his head most of what the heck was next.

"A few Nude statues, a bone Graveyard over there and a small palace then this place will make nice home. For you and your little group that is sorsha."

[Sorsha Kasajian]

"I have no idea why Vicet chose you, Milivikal. Nevertheless, she has set the challenge upon me to make you stronger. You shall learn to adapt or I shall bury you up to your neck in the sand and leave you to rot in the sun. Do I make myself clear???"

:: she did not wait for a reply as she regarded Lord Blade ::

"This world is the focal point of a new dark age. Soon you shall stand within the halls I have crafted and stare in wonder."

[Milivikal k'Vik]

"Haps you should think on it some, Ssister." Mili shot her an ice-cold glare with ice-cold eyes. Sorsha might be able to scare a crowd into a riot, but The Siren could simply start a riot by asking for it nicely. Sorsha was the Chaotic Angel. Milivikal was The Siren in Shadow. Her call could rally the masses, and Sorsha would cull them.

Sometimes it was difficult to tell if Sorsha was being blind or just being a miserable bitch. Vicet told them different things, which always accounted for a degree of conflict. Ch'hodos had not been mentioned to k'Vik because she would have avoided the place if possible. Like Vjun, it was a hellhole, and therefore Sorsha loved it.

"Just because I don't like the fr'elled place doesn't mean I won't tolerate it." She stared from the pilot's chair. Let her choosing be Sorsha's mystery.

[imported_Blade Ice]

Blade just shook his head at the whole conflict thing. He didn't care to get in on it frankly he didn't give dam really. All he heard from these to on the whole trip her was snide remarks towards one another. Oh yes this little plan of sorsha's was going to survive as well as a fish out of water.

"So where is this Palace Sorsha?"

Then there was this matter of Vicet he had here both f them use that name several time on the trip. Sorsha had mentioned something about her too when she told him of her plan with Dale but he real hadn't been listening. It referred to a person but whom exactly this person was Blade did not know. He assumed it was a female by the context they referred to her in.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: The ship enters atmosphere and they pass over the alien landscape. Strange rock formations resembling a goblin city out of a child's fairy tale were in the valley below. Beyond them was a canyon, and beyond the canyon was the great Keep ::

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Dalethria groaned softly as she began to wake up. Her mind was clouded from her lengthy sleep and it was hard to tell where she was or who was around her. One thing was certain, her body was numb and needed to move around to get the feeling back. Except when she tried to lean forward, Dalethria couldn't move. She was restrained.

But why?

Her eyes snapped opened, remembering. Blade helped to distract her as Sorsha laughed in the background. There was the centipede that was falsely assumed to be meant for her. It was for her daughter instead. In vain Dalethria had tried to stopped the insanely agile creature only to be knocked out by Milivikal.

Aliandra was lost to her. That centipede would have taken her child away and would have created an Aliandra that Vicet would have approved of.

The shackles that the Siren had use broke easily in Dalethria's fit of rage, "I'LL KILL THEM ALL!!!" She leapt from the table, alerting the nearby Vore that was guarding her. Her sabre was gleaned out of the corner of her eye and it awoke with a snap-hiss, slicing the Vore's head off before landing within her grasp.

She stalked out of the prison and swatted aside another incoming Vore. It's neck snapped against the hull due to the force behind the attack. Dalethria was in no mood to go through these lackeys and paused for one brief nanosecond to hone in on her Sister's thoughts. A low growl began to rumble at the base of her throat before she took off in a run towards the cockpit, "WHERE IS SHE???"

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: Sorsha feels the disturbance, the death of the Vore as it screamed out to her mentally, and she hopped up from her chair with a startled gasp ::


<center>"Dalethria ... she's free!!!"

<img src=http://panic.hopto.org/swf/sorsha/g/albums/userpics/pics2/anII/an2_32.jpg>

[Milivikal k'Vik]

There were pindrop loud metallic ring of footfalls in the distant part of the freighter that weren't supposed to be there. If it were possible, Milivikal's face seemed to loose even the slightest hint of color before Sorsha had said anything.

"I know." She said, a glimmer of trepidation in her voice. They were still about fifty kilomterers out, and landing the unweildly vessel would take another minute.

"I have to fly, so I suggest that you do something about Dalethria." Her pale eyes were affixed to the viewscreen and instruments. She gave the ship a little more throttle, hoping to get close enough to at least crash somewhere familiar.

[imported_Blade Ice]

"Oh yeah take the easy way out Mili."

Blade scuffed as he quickly glanced over his weaponry. He was fully armed more so because he didn't trust Mili or sorsha. He didn't expect Dalethria to wake up but now it was a nightmare come true. Blade brought out one of his sabers and in the other hand he had a thermal detonator. Sorsha gave him a dirty look as if to say what the heck do you think your doing.

"It last ditch effort if we can't stop her this detonator can."

Then a spark of genius hit blade at that moment as he spoke to sorsha. He grew a wicked grin across his face as he thought the plan through quickly. He could feel his master coming quickly towards them. He looked above him at a vent shaft and then back at sorsha. He pulled the grating from the shaft and climbed up into it and looked down at sorsha who was giving him another strange look.

"You hold her off I'll be Back as soon as possible."

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Two more Vore fell under her blade and the prize of revenge was just behind the door leading to the cockpit. The air was thick with fear, an emotion that Dalethria would normally relish in when heading into battle. This was not one of those times. Her sister had betrayed her and every person that had breath on this ship that plotted against her were going to die.

She slammed up against the door in a fit of rage, barely putting a dent in it. "WHERE IS SHE???" Dalethria was seething and pounded against the door that hindered her vengeance. She spied the panel off the side and tried to open the door. It wouldn't budge and a scream of frustration bellowed from her lips. "YOU FRELLING BITCH!!!" It had to be Milivikal. Sorsha wouldn't know how to lock the door on her.

Frantically her mind was working on a way to break into there. Her eyes were wild, darting around all over the room for anything that would help her. She growled and slammed an open palm against the metal frame when nothing was found. This area was bare. Dalethria was silently thinking what to do. Her mind was to fractured to think about slicing the lock as the hum of the sabre reached her ears. She looked down at the purple blade and slowly her eyes shifted back to the metal door with a wicked grin.

The blade plundged into door, smoke wisped into the air as the metal began to grow hot, turning orange and red. It melted like butter around the blade and slowly Dalethria moved the weapon around to carve herself an entrance.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

<center>"Frell ..."

<img src=http://panic.hopto.org/swf/sorsha/g/albums/userpics/pics2/anII/an2_33.jpg>

[Milivikal k'Vik]

"Aye."

Milivikal slowly eased the gravity comphensators offline. Since she had been flying steady, there was no discernable difference.

She pitched the craft's nose skyward, gently kicking the rudders back and forth.

[imported_Blade Ice]

Blade was crawling through the shaft and was just about to the next shaft he needed to turn down to get where he was going. Just a few more suddenly the ship tilted and blade found himself plummeting forward past his junction. Blade was falling forward heading straight for a fan.

He pushed out his arms and legs to create a brake so he could slow his plummet. To his relief he stop just inches from his head being chopped in the fan. What the hell was he going to do know time was of the essence? Sorsha and Mili would soon be facing their fate and then there would only be him left.

"Dammit Mili what hell are you thinking trying to kill us all!"

Blade hung inches above the fan contemplating his next plan of action. Just hoping none of the thermal detonators in his coat would wiggle loose and find there way into the fan.

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

She was almost done when the ship veered backwards, forcing Dalethria to slide backwards. The force of the maneuver caused her slip and tumble along the floor until she was unceremoniously stopped by the wall.

It hurt. Badly. The ship was being tossed back and forth to ensure she would not get up.

Her sabre was disengaged and she closed her eyes, focusing on the door. The damage had been done. All it needed was a little push ...

Suddenly her eyes snapped opened as she commanded the Force to punch through the weakened portion of the door, caving it in. Much to her satisfaction, she spied a terrified Sorsha and touched her mind with her own. Hello dear Sister... Every bit of malice that Dalethria was feeling was projected into those three little words.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: Sorsha screams as the ship tilts. She slams hard into a wall, then lands flat on her back as the ship turns again. She moans pitifully as Dalethria's voice enters her mind ::


<center>"uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh ..."
<img src=http://panic.hopto.org/swf/sorsha/g/albums/userpics/pics2/7-08/a1_ca50.jpg>

[Milivikal k'Vik]

The ship had only gained altitude slightly. k'Vik eased the nose back down. She could land the ship just outside the keep in another twenty seconds, but judging from Sorsha's moan they didn't have that much time.

Hopefully Blade would come up with something that didn't involve those horrid thermal detonators.

[imported_Blade Ice]

The ship had been wiggling back forth and one of the detonators feel loose just as the ship started to level out. Blade squinted as descended towards the fan. This was how it was going to all end, what horrible way to die in a vent shaft blown to bits.

The detonator hit the fan and the detonator ignited and small explosion went off as the fan blew up and smoke filled the shaft. Smoke began to poor out of the vents all over the ship. Blade could feel himself bleeding from the shrapnel of the fan. He was amazed he was still alive.

It had been a miracle that he had accidentally put all the dumby donators that where actually smoke grenades in his coat that morning. He sighed he was injured but still alive and couldn't see a dam thing. He blamed all of this on Mili as he crawled back towards the junction.

Blade dropped into a small room where Dale's daughter Ali was sound asleep. Blade looked at her and again let out a sigh as he grabbed what was left of his dumby detonators and quickly connected them and turning on there dead man switches. He tied the chain around the sleeping Ali. It was time for him to face his master but could he do it. He made his way back towards the front of the ship just then passing the escape pods. He continued on running with Ali in his arms as fast as he could.

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Dalethria clipped the sabre to her belt and pressed the tips of her fingers against the wall behind her. Towards the back of the ship, she heard an explosion but she could care less. If the ship blew up, then so be it.

She knew the opening was big enough for her to fit, it would have to be done carefully since that pale bitch was still rocking the ship. Her muscles tensed and then she pushed herself forward, diving through the center of the hole she created.

Hitting the floor reminded Dalethria how bruised she was from being slammed backwards, so did hitting the side of the console. She growled, shaking the cobwebs loose when she realized where she landed. It was right between the pilot's and copilot's chair .. right next to Milivikal. "YOU!!!" She uppercut the Siren as she got up, but saw the bigger prize sprawled out upon the floor. "Sorsha..." Milivikal was forgotten as Dalethria pounced upon her Sister and began choking the life out of her with her bare hands.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: A squeak escapes from Sorsha's throat as her windpipe is pinched closed. She squirms frantically, sobbing with each desperate gasp for air ::

<center>"D-daaaaaleeeee-eee-eeeeeee- eeeegkkkkkkkkkk***"
<img src=http://panic.hopto.org/swf/sorsha/g/albums/userpics/10004/ieeeakkk%21%21%21.jpg>

[Milivikal k'Vik]

The blow tore the flesh around k'Vik's jaw open, and bashed her teeth together. She leaned over the opposite armrest, spitting out blood. The ship had wretched left, but the grav comphensators were on.

Her vision sloshed as the Siren returned upright, yanking the throttle back accidentally.

Milivikal's eyes went wide, and she screamed a peircing shriek that reverberated through the ship's hull. Desperate, she yanked the the controls right and tried to reverse thrust.

[imported_Blade Ice]

Blade rounded the last corner now just able to see in through the small cut opening into the cockpit. He could se Dalethria choking the life out of sorsha. Blade stopped and watched for just a moment kind of enjoying the little skirmish.

Blade finally pulled himself together realizing he would be next if he didn't act now. He held Ali up like shield one handed holding onto the straps that had the detonators strung to them. In his other hand he pulled out his blaster and set the shots on stun. Now all he had to do was get close enough to Dalethria and shot her a couple of times or ten depending on how strong her rage was. Honestly blade figure he would have empty the whole cell in order to take her down.

"Dalethria!"

Blade Yelled at her hoping to draw her attention towards him. He needed something that would take her away from sorsha and draw her towards him. He didn't think Ali alone could do that so he decided to commit suicide on himself. He new this was going to hurt in the end.

"Do you honestly think Sorsha would hurt her own sister or her sisters daughter? Sorsha was hesitant about doing this and dragging you to her new planet. It was I who corrupted her into such action. You should know it was me what was the last thing I said to you after you promoted me to lord the other day?"

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

That traitorous bastard of an Apprentice decided to finally confront her. After all she went through with him and his training, after deciding that it was time for him to ascend in power, her thanks was betrayal.

She stood up, lifting Sorsha up by the throat with one hand. "What could you possible have to say to me???"

Blade was holding her daughter with one hand, a gun in the other. Explosives covered Aliandra's small frame, but Dalethria didn't even bat an eye and threw her Sister into the nearest wall head first.

"You're an idiot." She grabbed her sabre and ignited the blade in one fluid and almost instantaneous motion. With impeccable control, the purple blade rested mere centimeters from cutting off Milivikal's head. "My daughter's dead to me, so do me a favor and set those charges off. Or, I cut off her head and make sure we all die."

The blade rose upwards only a centimeter to make certain that the Siren got the point, "And no screaming."

[Milivikal k'Vik]

Blood from Mili's chin hissed and vaporized as it dripped into the violet blade. She now had to go for another pass to get into the hangar. Her hands trembled, and her eyes were wide and terrified. The whole situation was impossible.

Her jerky movements were smoothed out inside by the ship's comphensators, which she was very thankful to have turned back on.

The ship had slowed to a stroll, pointing into a dark maw in the side of the cliff face.

"I c..ccan't reach the landing gear controls from hh...hhere." Milivikal gulped, keeping her eyes straight ahead.

[imported_Blade Ice]

"Screw the landing gear just drop this bitch!"

Blade stared at Dalethria for a moment then to Ali who was still sound asleep. He his planned had failed, Dale didn't seem to give a dam about her own daughter, she was just bent on killing. If that was the case then Blade would have change his strategy. He set Ali on the ground behind him and just grinned at Dale.

"This is all for your own good! If you want to kill your own flesh and blood you’re going to have to go through me!"

Blade holstered his blaster and then the snap hiss of his twin sabers could be heard next. He was preparing for his death just hoping Mili could land this thing in time. Also hoping sorsha wasn't too far-gone and could bring herself to awareness.

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

He was accusing her of trying to kill her own daughter and now he was protecting the child for Vicet's purposes! The irony made her sick.

"Traitorous dog, I'm saving her from what you all did to her!" Electricity arced out from her free hand and hit Blade squarely in the chest. It was a culmination of all the rage she had been saving since awakening. Blade's body hurt; it hurt immensely but he wasn't the only one that was going to feel her wrath.

There was a shift in the way Dalethria was holding the sabre. It was subtle, but Milivikal noticed it and knew the final blow that would take her head off was coming within mere seconds.

[Milivikal k'Vik]

Mili looked up at Dalethria. Her eyes seemed to be already dead. There was no way to fight. The ship stopped moving above the landing pad.

"Aliandra is still free."

[imported_Blade Ice]

Blade staggered back as the lightening surged through his body. His mind was over flowing with pain and a burning sensation of all the hairs on his body. Blade feel to his knees hearing Mili say something to dale. He could speak do to the excoriating pain that caused him scream.

Blade had died before but it was nothing like this. He wanted death to come now if he had the strength he would have grabbed his blaster and killed himself already. He could barely hear a thing as he lay on the ground crying in pain.

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Milivikal had resigned herself to death and Dalethria was more then happy to obliged.

"Aliandra is still free."

She hesitated. The defeated look within the Siren's eyes had caused her to pause. When Milivikal spoke, it wasn't out of desperation.

Dalethria grabbed the back of the Siren's head by the hair and forced it back, exposing her neck further. She leaned down so they were nose to nose, the blade still hovering and ready for the kill. "What exactly are you saying?"

[Milivikal k'Vik]

The centipede inside Milivikal's head was frantic, its own existence was on the line. It massaged the Siren's adrenals for all they were worth. Mili no longer felt any pain. Every detail was sharpened.

Her gaze was unwavering into Dalethria's, but her jaw trembled as the flesh around it tore more. Blood hissed upon contact with the Sith Master's saber. A tangy metallic smell wafted up. Mili's nose twitched. For once, the truth might save her.

"Aliandra's mind and body remain uncorrupted by Vicet's influence. She is still her own." Vicet might be able to do many things, but bringing her back from the dead from decapitation was likely out of reach.

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Dalethria didn't take her eyes off of Milivikal, nor did she let up on her grip. Breaths of frustration escaped clenched teeth that were warm against the Siren's skin. Dalethria had found herself in a quandary. What if Milivikal was telling the truth?

Only briefly did her eyes turn away from her prisoner to look behind the pilot's chair. Blade was rolling around in agony but her interest was in the sleeping form of Aliandra.

Her eyes snapped back quickly towards k'Vik, gripping her hair tighter. She debated this new information silently. Either it was a lie, a last ditch effort to save her life ... Yet Dalethria could feel her fear and since the pause in her tantrum, it felt as though Milivikal was telling the truth.

"Then why?" Her voice had become softer, quite the opposite of the crazed ramblings previous. "Why go though all that to trick me into thinking she was lost to me?"

[Milivikal k'Vik]

Mili's eyes slid down to Sorsha's inert body. A mop of blonde hair surrounded her face, and her neck was red from Dalethria's hands. Sorsha rarely gave reasons.

"My Sister is afraid of you." Milivikal's voice was mechanical and cold.
"I know not why."

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

She sighed out of relief. Milivikal spoke a truth that Dalethria had known for a long time. She just didn't think that Sorsha would have ever stooped this low.

No, that wasn't true. That was merely wishful thinking.

Dalethria let her head fall forward to rest against the side of the pilot's chair. She was tired. Not from the damage she had caused, but from the constant fights she has had with Sorsha. Normally she brushed them aside, but now her daughter was involved. There would be no mercy this time.

She turned off her weapon and whispered into Milivikal's ear, "You may land the ship," and fell backwards into the co-pilot's chair. She needed time to settle her nerves before Aliandra and Sorsha woke up.

[imported_Blade Ice]

Blades limp of chard body began to move. He grunted has he slow brought himself up from the ground. Ali lay where he left her still strapped in fake detonators. He heard no commotion in the cockpit and the place was deathly quite. Had Dale thought him dead and finished everyone else off or was this a game to teach him a lesson.

He coughed up smoke as he dusted the smoke from his clothing. He hated force lightening with a passion, he only wished he knew how to use it. He went over and checked Ali's body; she still had head that was a good sign. She was sound asleep so blade made his way into the cockpit. There sat his master and Mili and the ship seemed to have just been landed. Her and Mili where waiting for something. He noted sorsha still slumped unconscious in a corner but seemingly still alive.

"Did I die and go to hell?"

[Milivikal k'Vik]

Milivikal folder her arms across her chest, and stared at the ship's ceiling. There was no choice but to wait. Whatever Dalethria decided to do to Sorsha was between the two of them.

"No, yet you might have difficulty telling the difference. Welcome to Ch'chodos." Her voice was mostly exasperated.

"Damned Sith Witch."

She closed her eyes and waited.

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

"Ch'hodos? Is that where you were taking me..." Dalethria had never heard of it and had to agree with Milivikal's assessment of the planet. It looked rather boring and dusty. A barren wasteland of a planet as far as she could tell from the cockpit.

The cockpit... Her eyes began to truly look at her surroundings. She hadn't cared about them before, but something seemed familiar with her surroundings.

"Wait-a-minute." She leaned forward and examined the console. "Is this my ship?" The chair swiveled to the left to look at the pilot's side, "This is my ship!"

Perhaps if this information was figured out in her fit of rage, it might have caused gasoline to have been poured into the fire. Now, Dalethria just found it hilarious and cracked up in the co-pilot's chair in a giggling fit.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

[TIME PASSES]

:: Sorsha's eyes flutter open, and she groans through the ball gag lodged firmly in her mouth. She tries to move her limbs as she hangs by chains from the ceiling. Manacles around her ankles from the floor force her spread eagle. Ysalamiri cling to the walls, cutting off her link to the force ::

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Sorsha could hear Dalethria's voice but her Sister was no where to be seen. Soft boot falls fell slowly and purposefully against the ground, echoing throughout the entire area. "I tried going for what you would have done to me... I mean, it's been so long since I've been nasty so I probably didn't do you justice."

Finally Dalethria came into view and slid her arms between the iron bars of the cell. Leaning forward, she grinned like a child who had just opened the best present in all the galaxy, "I'm a but rusty I know, but honestly ... what do you think? Outta ten points how many do I get???"

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

What she was seeing pained Arriana. As she stood a short distance behind Dalethria, watching her Master, she couldn’t help but feel both angry and fearful at once. She understood that the two sisters had something of a volatile relationship with one another, but she had never before seen Sorsha so subdued and at Dalethria’s mercy. It made her skin crawl. Add to this the feeling of disorientation the presence of the Ysalamiri created, and she felt really quite awkward. For now, however, she remained silent. Both Sith would be aware of her presence, and if they had something to say to her would no doubt do so soon.

[imported_Blade Ice]

Blade snuck out of the temple to where the ships sat. He viewed both of them deciding which one to take. His choice was easy as he stepped forward and made his way to arri's. His job here was finished as far as he was concerned. It was now up to dale to deal with sorsha as she saw fit.

Blade was in the ship strapping himself into the seat. He looked at the panel deciding his coordinates. He typed in his location with out another thought. Corusant was where he was headed; he looked through the view port at the planet as he began to take off.

"Good luck to you Dale."

Blade spoke to himself as he approached space. Clustered with countless stars he hit hyperspace and it was all a blur. He had no plans of return to this planet anytime soon. He left it for sorsha, dalethria and there rag tag band of sisters.

[Milivikal k'Vik]

It had taken a few minutes for Milivikal to even gather the curiousity needed to leave her room. As much as the concept scared her, she had to witness this "no Force." She knew where Sorsha was, and how to get there. Before Dalethria had left, she summoned a Vore to guide the Sith Master wherever she needed to go.

Even though Dale had told her, she scarely believed it. The concept terrified her. It wasn't possible? The Force was everywhere.

Milivikal made her way through the winding corridor that was doubly complicated by gravity shifts. Even with warnings from the centipede, Mili fell over once and had many more close calls.

She walked up beside Arriana, whom she had met only briefly, and stared into the cell. Sorsha was indeed secured physically. Mili thought on her Sister's situation, and found that she didn't care one way or the other. It was odd that she could not hear Sorsha's heart beat or breath, but it was possible that her efforts were being misdirected by Ch'hodos.

Closer she crept to her chained sister when suddenly everything seemed to go blank. Milivikal fell to the floor, immediately backpedaling until she was against the wall.

It had been horrible.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: Sorsha stares unblinkingly, appearing to be dead, or in a trance ::

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Scurrying feet caught Dalethria's attention and she turned around, surprised to see Milivikal. I suppose she had to feel it for herself...

The Siren was fine, it was all that Dalethria cared about and returned her attentions back to Sorsha. "Now, I know you're frelling with me and can hear me. So, play dumb all you want."

Dalethria smirked, but never let her eyes stray from her Sister. "Arriana? Return to Aliandra and take care of her, after seeing that our guest knows their way here."

[imported_Arriana Rezner]

Milivikal’s reaction to nearing Sorsha was alarming to say the least. Arriana certainly would not be doing the same. It was a most perplexing situation, one that the Warrior was having trouble understanding. Regardless, she wasn’t about to disobey an order from Dalethria. She bowed her head in reverence.

“As you wish, Mistress Mal Pannis.”

And with that she turned from the room. Who the guest was, she did not know. Presumably she would encounter them once she left- the Force would draw her to them. After that, she would return to the child, who seemed to have developed a liking for the red-head.

[Vega Van-Derveld]

The young Sith rendezvoused with the Sith Mistresses guest not long after she exited the Keep. There had been a flicker of recognition between the two, as if they had once known each other- perhaps at the Sith Empire, the guest thought. No words were exchanged between the pair, however, save for the directions needed to reach Dalethria and her sister. Arriana was dismissed of her presence and scurried away, leaving the visitor to his own devices. In no time, he had navigated the winding labyrinthine halls to find his way to the torture chamber.

The Lupine strode slowly into the room, a deeply amused smirk on his lips. Even in the dim light, Sorsha would be able to recognize Vega, if only by his swagger and the sardonic little laugh he gave at the sight of her bound and powerless form. He stopped a fair distance from the Sisters, arms folding across his chest as he regarded the Witch with distain.

“My, how the mighty have fallen.”

[Milivikal k'Vik]

Milivikal's panic mostly fled her when she touched the wall furthest from Sorsha. She took a few deep breaths, and stood up, but did not move.

The Siren crossed her arms, staring at her blonde Sister. She almost felt sorry for Sorsha. And then, the big blonde visitor.

Who is this? She wondered. Not overly tall, this blue eyed beast of a man swaggered without speaking. He was full of himself, but it wasn't totally without reason.

Milivikal emerged from a pocket of silence.

"Who might you be?" She asked.

[Sorsha Kasajian]

:: Sorsha's eyes blink, and focus on Vega. Then they shift and narrow at Dalethria ::

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Dalethria blew a kiss at her Sister, "I knew that would get your attention."

She removed herself from the bars and strode up to Vega, "Milivikal, meet Vega Van-Derveld. An old Apprentice of mine that fell through the cracks while I was out of it. Oddly enough, I had a message waiting from him when we landed." Dalethria stood right next to the Lupine Lord and looked up at him, "Isn't that right my, Apprentice?"

[Vega Van-Derveld]

Vega grinned like razorblades. He didn’t bother to look at Milivikal- his gaze was fixed on Sorsha’s expression.

“Yes, due to unfortunate unavoidable circumstances, I dropped off the map for a while, didn’t I?” he said, shaking his head. “You can’t imagine what a wonderful welcome home gift for me this is, though. I come expecting only to make amends with Dalethria, and here I find you virtually lain out on a silver platter. Marvellous.”

[Tirsa Krylana]

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!! GRRRRREEEEEARRRRRRGGGHHH!!!!"

:: Tirsa gives a piercing shriek as she lunges at Vega out of nowhere, pouncing on his back in a deathgrip. Clawing, growling, biting, hissing. Pulling at his hair, gouging at his face, his nose, his eyes ::

[Vega Van-Derveld]

Tirsa may have gotten the jump on Vega, but the element of surprise was all the power she had over him. Grabbing at her frantic wrists, he leant forward and in a perfectly executed throw, sent the Nebari down on her back. One boot came heavily down onto her stomach, as he extended one hand towards her throat – applying pressure to it through the Force.

“You want some too, eh?”

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

"Tirsa," she sighed heavily, "I told you this didn't concern you, and I told you what would happened if you interfered."

Dalethria came around from behind Vega and looked down at the Nebari with disappointing eyes, "Since you wanted to cause trouble, it now concerns you both. Vega. Throw her in the cell next to Sorsha." No longer was she going to put up with either of their dren. She was sick of it. Any ounce of patience left in her body for her beloved family had been squeezed out dry earlier today.

[Milivikal k'Vik]

"No." Milivikal winced and twitched. Her eyes dialated.

"You would damage them. Isolation would be damaging. They are not strong enough yet. Might kill the...vvuh..." Milivikal's head twiched and bobbed. The motion seemed to be disconnected from the rest of her body, making it doubly disorenting and unnatural. "...vessel." It was as much of a hiss at it was a word.

Vega found himself pushed backwards. The big man stumbled back a few steps, off of Tirsa. Milivikal pounced upon the Nebari, who was scrambling back to her feet. She sat on top of Tirsa, with her knees in
blue's elbows.

"Do not interfere, wild one." Milivikal's daggers floated out of her boots, and the Siren plucked them from the air.

"I'd not like to bind your agile hands to the floor. Consequences beyond that will mean death for both of you."

[Tirsa Krylana]

:: Tirsa squirms beneath Mili and sobs ::

"TRAAAAAAIITOR!!! FRELL YOOOOOU!!!"

:: She hisses, and spits a large gob of phlegm in Mili's eye ::

"IiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiIIIIiiiieeeEEEeeeeee aaarrrggghh!!!"

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

Dalethria stifled a chuckle. She knew that was going to happen. "Unless you want your other eye spat on, I suggest you shut her up." One thing that pleased her greatly was that Milivikal's word meant something. She could understand the need to protect the symbiote but the Siren was on her side.

[Milivikal k'Vik]

-bumpity booo-

[Milivikal k'Vik]

Mili froze. She frowned, and wiped most of the Nebari's fleghm away with the back of her hand.

"Stupid." The base of the dagger descended, cracking Tirsa on the head. Air twanged with the sound of her vibrating daggers, and Milivikal plunged one through Tirsa's hand into the stone.

[Tirsa Krylana]

:: Tirsa's vision exploded in pain as she lost conciousness, and the wound in her hand sizzled as acid blood flowed from the wound ::

[Vega Van-Derveld]

Vega looked down at the now unconscious Nebari with disgust. “Well. That was fun,” he said dryly, looking then to Dalethria. Now onto the more importance business of dealing with the Sith Witch. He turned his eyes towards Sorsha.

“I don’t mean to sound impatient but…”

[Dalethria Mal Pannis]

"Yes, yes. I know, Vega." Dalethria looked down at Mili and Tirsa, sighing at the stupidity of her Nebari Sister. "Take her and leave us, Milivikal. Vega and I have some ... words for Sorsha."