Chaos Lord (Natia and Open)

[imported_Blade Ice]

Corusant was a busy place even at night. Blade sat with his legs hanging over the edge of a landing pad. He watched the thousands of speeders pass below him going nowhere at high speeds. He had come here to get away from sorsha and her new planet. He had seen much in the last few months allot of which he could have lived with out. Yet this was his life the Chaos Lord affiliated with the sisters of Chaos.

He grabbed his bottle of whiskey next to him and took a swig and swallowed. He took another but this time spit it out and watched the liquid disappear into oblivion into the lower streets of Corusant. He took a puff of his cigarette and blew the smoke out into the already smoggy air. What was next in this universe full of Chaos?

"I need to find my place yet."

[imported_Natia Telcontar]

*Natia had this nasty habit of walking in the oddest places at the oddest times. Take right now for instance. It's night time, and she's around the spaceport. She only comes here if she's leaving planet, and even then, she doesn't always leave via a spaceport.

The Lost Jedi Padawan runs a hand through her hair as her thoughts wander towards her future. A slight shake of her head gets all of her hair behind her shoulders again.

A light laugh interrupts the normal buzz of traffic as she lets herself relax slightly from pretending that everything is perfectlly alright in her life*

[Kack Mebuff]

Kack was walking down the Coruscant streets. He loved to walk the streets at night after a long day of training. It helped him to clear his mind. Suddenly, he felt a fine spray fall upon his head.

Rain? he thought, no...

The padawan sniffed his hand and recognized the scent immediately: whiskey.

"Lovely," Kack muttered, "that'll be sticky later."

The Jedi sensed around him and felt a dark presence.

"Interesting..." he said aloud.

[imported_Blade Ice]

He finished is last swig of whiskey and watched the empty bottle slide from his fingertips and fall down through the city. He got up to his feet from where sat and looked back at the ship he had jacked. This universe was full of monsters and demons he just happened to be one of them.

Dalethria would more then likely come hunting him when she found out he had left. There just was no place for an outcast such as himself. Sorsha had brought him in on her grand scheme and all he did was fail. Blade flicked his cigarette over the edge as he walked away from the spaceport. He needed to find a place where he fit he doubted that place was here or back on the red planet.

"You got me real screwed up in the head sorsha!"

[Kack Mebuff]

Kack saw the whiskey bottle come crashing down to the ground and shatter.

Either someone was one hell of a litter-bug or they weren't too happy about something.

Using the Force Kack spoke to the individual high up.

Watch your aim, friend. You almost cracked my skull wide open.

[imported_Natia Telcontar]

Why do you say that Sorsha has got you real screwed up in the head??

*Natia says aloud while standing in the shadows. She tucks a loose strand of hair behind an ear as she looks out of the shadows*

Hanging around any Darksider can get you screwed in the head.

[imported_Blade Ice]

"Well sorry about that it was suppose hit!"

Was the reply Kack received back, with a laugh to follow. He was about to continue his conversation with man in his head but she appeared. He stood stunned for a moment by the odd white strip through her brown hair. Worst thing is she sounded like she new sorsha and that was never a good thing.

"Are you one of sorsha's pets sent to follow me here?"

[imported_Natia Telcontar]

*Natia laughs lightly at the responce she got as she steps out of the shadows. She's dressed in a black leather bodysuit, with black leather boots, black leather gloves, and a black leather belt which holds her lightsaber and two daggers*

Come now, there's no need to be insulting here. And what if I was sent to follow you here??

*Natia says. The 14 year old teenage girl goes to tie her hair into a ponytail as she looks Blade over*

[imported_Blade Ice]

Blade was dressed in black clothing with tattered dirty brown trench coat that was open down the middle. He hadn't shaved in days so he had a descent five o’clock shadow going. His brown hair was shaggy on the verge of being shoulder length. His eyes glowed a hint of orange but by all hints he was pure human with a pearl grin on his face. His frame was well toned and he stood 6'2 in height approximately.

"If you where sent here to follow me. I would sadly have to bust up your pretty face for being so bold and stupid. So who are you and what exactly are you doing here?"

Blade voice was ruff but his demeanor seemed calm. He wasn't worried about the 14 year old. If was one of sorsha or Dales tools she would be an easy thing to take out. He imagined his master face as he dropped this young ladies dead body at her feet.

[imported_Natia Telcontar]

*Natia's eyes narrow ever so slightly at Blade's comment*

Who I am is unimportant. What I'm doing here, well, I'm guessing I'm talking with you right now. Before that, I was just walking.

Why don't you walk with me for awhile and tell me your problems. I may be able to help you out.

*Natia continues looking at Blade, her gaze composed, not a hint of worry or fear in them*

And I don't suggest trying to harm me. You wouldn't like the consequences of such an action even if you did kill me, you would regret doind so.

But enough of that, you have problems that need solving. I'm here, you're here, talk.

[imported_Blade Ice]

"No who you are is all that matters and I would watch your tongue if I where you. It might just get you killed in a city like this."

Blade was impressed by here boldness but he held that in. He didn't want her to think he would go easy on her for talking like that to him. He demanded respect and all this teenager showed him was lip.

"Oh yeah you got big friends do you kid? I mean honestly you hardly know me and I doubt your gang will be able to beat if it is indeed a gang your apart of. I fear no consequences especially from a kid."

He held his he borderline anger faked attitude pretty well. He thought at least he had her thinking he was about to snap. Underneath it all he was willing to play this woman’s game, he was having fun for the first time in long time.

"Yet I will indulge you because I'm bored. Where would like me to start, my problems stem from birth?"

[imported_Natia Telcontar]

I'll try to keep your advice in mind, but I doubt my tongue will get me killed here on Coruscant.

*Natia laughs lightly*

And the gang I'm a part of could beat you if they wanted to and if you give them a reason to, they will. You might want to fear what some kids can do because if they're here on Coruscant, then they ain't kids.

*Natia continues to look at Blade, noting he's a pretty good actor. She's not worried that he'll flip at any second, so she's not going to worry. And if worse comes to worse, she can always hide and call her family for help*

The beginning is where you should start, and since you say that it starts with your birth, then start there.

[imported_Blade Ice]

Blade liked her tuff talk attitude; it sorta reminded him of himself a few years back. Allot had happened since then and he was well her at this point. He looked at the young woman who seemed not to have a name to give and grinned a devilish grin.

"I fear nothing just so you got that straight and I highly doubt your gang would be able to find me that easily."

Blade was serious on that point and to add to it his eyes flashed orange. Natia's threats where ideal to him and he wanted her to know that. Nothing she said or did could cause him to wet his pants in fear. He was a Lord of the Dark side after all and there where not to many stronger.

"If you must know me being born was the problem. I never knew ether of my parents and my guess is they didn't want to know me. Think about it my mother would be horrified by the monster she created. To think she could bring such vile filth into this world. Her son a murder of countless innocents and the thought if it was her fault I turned out this way.

Then we have the father who had to wonder if deep down inside that I was him. His seed given in love that created the devil of a son. Just maybe it wasn't love and nothing more then lust then he has to wonder was this a gods way of punishing him. Then there could that it was nothing more then a power trip my father being a rapist upon my mother. Then he knows he unleashed hell but does that make him proud or disgusted by his actions. I was born that is what is wrong with me."

[imported_Natia Telcontar]

Never underestimate the power of gangs. They could cause you alot of pain and grief if you are not careful.

So, your problem is you do not know your parents or the manner you were concieved. That's not a problem. It just means you don't have to worry about expectations and you don't have to worry about failing them.

[Kack Mebuff]

Kack continued his walk and soon found himself on some of the upper levels. He heard some voices talking from the level just above him. One of the voices... it was the one he had heard in his head. The other sounded a bit younger... a teenage girl. Perhaps now was the time to do a little spying. He hadn't done that in quite some time.

The Jedi moved silently towards the landing pad. He slipped into the shadows, his black cloak wrapped around him, hood over his head, his identity completely hidden. From above the entrance Kack remained. His keen sense of hearing enhanced by the power of the Force. He listened.

[imported_Blade Ice]

"Me not knowing my parents is only the start lady. My life is allot more complicated and terrifying and frankly I don't want to frighten a child like yourself."

Blade reached into his trench coat and pulled out a pack of smokes and put one in his mouth. He then reached into his other pocket and pulled out a lighter and lit the smoke. He sensed the man he had almost dropped his whiskey bottle on nearby probably listening in on there conversation.

"You want a smoke lady? I would call you something else but I still ain't got your name?"

[imported_Natia Telcontar]

*Natia laughs as Blade says he doesn't want to scare a child like her*

No thanks, I don't smoke. I find it's bad for my health. And I'm not a child. I doubt anything you tell me could be scarier then what I've lived through.

As for my name, it's not important so if you wish to call me lady, then I shall not object to that.

[imported_Blade Ice]

"Fine you're not a child! Yeah smoking is bad for your health but something is gonna kill you someday you might as well know what it is."

Blade had to laugh at that as he considered the fact that he couldn't die. Well he could die just he would eventually come back to life.

"You think you have live through scarier then me Lady. You ever kill someone’s parents just for the hope that some day that kid would come to hunt you? You ever slaughter innocents for the fun of it? You ever fought in a war and see your allies die at your side? You can't be no more then fifteen lady there no way you could have seen as much as I have or even scarier then I have."

Blade wished she would tell him her name that would make this conversation allot easier. Then again she was probably a Jedi and purposely being difficult. Then again she could be frighten of him afraid that he might her. That thought intrigued him a bit as he sent a message to the person listening in.

"You know you don't have to hide?"

[imported_Natia Telcontar]

By all accounts, except physically, I've been an adult since I was four years old.

Yes I have killed ppl's parents. Yes, I have killed innocents for the fun of it. Fighting in a war, yes, though not your typical war. And I'm fourteen. All this stuff, I did before I was even thirteen, and you know something, I was proud I did it and I wanted to do it some more.

*Natia looks at Blade with steady eyes, obviously not afraid of him and what he might be able to do. But she does give in about her name*

My names Mara.

*Natia says simply. Her name is Mara. It's a name that she was given when she first joined the GJO, one which for years, she hadn't used but now for some reason, she's using it again*

[Kack Mebuff]

Kack smiled slightly at the message sent from the man.

"Fine..." he thought to himself dropping down onto the landing pad silently.

He stepped forward from the shadows slowly. He face still remained veiled by the darkness of his hood.

"Good evening... I suppose this would be more proper of me than hiding in the shadows. A bit less rude," Kack said with a sly grin.

Kack immediately recognized Natia from the GJO.

"Mara..." he said, bowing his head slightly.

"Sir, I do not know your name..."

[Je'gan Olra'en]

Force knew why he was up here. Maybe it was the view, although he doubted it. Maybe it was the feeling of fresh air on his face. On Coruscant? Riiight. And maybe it was the clientele.

A bottle smashed not far away, and Shule snorted viciously. He wasn't terribly fond of most of Coruscant's denizens, even if some could be amusing at times. He considered showing the miscreants the error of their ways, but after some little while the Sith Knight decided against it.

And then he probed around with the Force, gently. It would take a very, very skilled mental specialist to pick up anything of that scan.

So. Two Jedi, one Darksider. He'd met both of the former, briefly. A crystal set of memories pegged them: Mebuff, one of the few Lightsiders he respected; the girl, very young, very mature, standing up to both him and Zereth Lancer.

And this Darksider. Someone who radiated some serious power. Not Sorsha- or Vader-level, but considerable. In the same league as Van-Derveld, maybe.

There was no sign of a fight occurring besides that bottle some time ago, and his curiosity was officially piqued. He tightened the habitual mask that kept him from casual detection through the Force, and masked his presence - which in any case wasn't overtly evil, and gave off less of the Dark Side than might be expected. To be on the safe side, he went a step further and masked himself almost entirely, while casting an invisibility illusion.

He approached.

Quietly.