Andraq Novkar
Nov 2nd, 2004, 09:16:24 PM
Without Sorsha, there was nothing.
There was no one to hold the beasts reigns. No one to command him.
There was nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing...
Kill...Everything!
There's killing! Yes, Yes! KILLING! But where. Coruscant. CORUSCANT!
That's where the Chaosian was. That dark being who's mind had been completely shattered, and his thoughts were as incoherent as his speech at times. That, and the voices that were in his mind, often propelled him forward. They came in waves, and the darksider most always gave in.
He looked down from the roof he was atop down to a small group of party-goers. One of them was particularly attractive; it was her most ample chest that made him think so.
Stealth! Be quiet for the lasssssst moment!
He blinked. Yes. Stealth.
Andraq slowly moved to the edge of where he was, and instead of walking off, he seem to...stick to the duracrete. He went to his elbows, as he crawled slowly on the wall, moving slowly; his tight bodysuit not betraying him, the lightsaber tucked firmly on it, on a satchel holder.
He moved down slowly, using his aide; the dark side, to crawl along the walls.
He looked at the girl with the large chest, licking his lips- for the moment he had other things on his mind....but then the voices brought him back to his objective..
FOOL! SLAY THEM!
He needed no more urging. He lurched off the wall, and landed right infront of them. A solid hit to the side of one man's head snapped the neck, he fell instantly. That's when quick, nimble hands grabbed the lightsaber hilt, and the blue lightsaber blade came to life- the lightsaber he had crafted during his short time at the order. It sunk into one of the girls flesh, killing her, and then he grabbed the large chested girls throat, and shoved her into the wall.
A scream was all that she could muster before she went silent.
Apparently he had shoved too hard- her skull had cracked upon hitting the wall, and her larynx crushed upon his strong grip. She fell, dying an excrutiatingly painful death. That's when he looked up to see a larger group of people, a sadistic look on the painted man's face, as he licked his lips..
More..
And so he pressed on towards the crowd, lightsaber soon to find another victim..
There was no one to hold the beasts reigns. No one to command him.
There was nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing...
Kill...Everything!
There's killing! Yes, Yes! KILLING! But where. Coruscant. CORUSCANT!
That's where the Chaosian was. That dark being who's mind had been completely shattered, and his thoughts were as incoherent as his speech at times. That, and the voices that were in his mind, often propelled him forward. They came in waves, and the darksider most always gave in.
He looked down from the roof he was atop down to a small group of party-goers. One of them was particularly attractive; it was her most ample chest that made him think so.
Stealth! Be quiet for the lasssssst moment!
He blinked. Yes. Stealth.
Andraq slowly moved to the edge of where he was, and instead of walking off, he seem to...stick to the duracrete. He went to his elbows, as he crawled slowly on the wall, moving slowly; his tight bodysuit not betraying him, the lightsaber tucked firmly on it, on a satchel holder.
He moved down slowly, using his aide; the dark side, to crawl along the walls.
He looked at the girl with the large chest, licking his lips- for the moment he had other things on his mind....but then the voices brought him back to his objective..
FOOL! SLAY THEM!
He needed no more urging. He lurched off the wall, and landed right infront of them. A solid hit to the side of one man's head snapped the neck, he fell instantly. That's when quick, nimble hands grabbed the lightsaber hilt, and the blue lightsaber blade came to life- the lightsaber he had crafted during his short time at the order. It sunk into one of the girls flesh, killing her, and then he grabbed the large chested girls throat, and shoved her into the wall.
A scream was all that she could muster before she went silent.
Apparently he had shoved too hard- her skull had cracked upon hitting the wall, and her larynx crushed upon his strong grip. She fell, dying an excrutiatingly painful death. That's when he looked up to see a larger group of people, a sadistic look on the painted man's face, as he licked his lips..
More..
And so he pressed on towards the crowd, lightsaber soon to find another victim..