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    Posted by Nikka DarkStorm on 07-30-2002 11:35 PM:
    On the verge of breaking... (Open)


    *More anger boiled from within Sith Disciple Nikka Darkstorm as she stormed into Rama's late that evening. Shoving a male patron roughly out of her way as she entered, she moved to the nearest booth in the darkest corner she could find. The man bestowed an angry glare at her as he watched her sit down, but she paid no heed to the fool.*

    *Many things were boiling down to one discovery that she knew she'll never find, no matter how much pull she knew she could receive within the Empire. Right about now, she was ready to give up on her search for her husband's killers. Nightmares plagued her in the darkness of the night as she would fall asleep, causing her to wake up screaming in the coldness of her bedroom, the screams being so loud, they could be heard down the Headquarter halls. Nikka finally gave up on trying to sleep again and would sit up, trying to picture everything she remembered from the occurences.*

    *Glancing to the bar, she waved a service droid over, a fire blazing in her emerald eyes, no doubt the fire would ever be extinguished. The inferno grew more and more intense as time went by, an even bigger blaze growing in her heart.*

    *As the droid rolled to her table, her voice spoke in a twisted, raging tone through gritted teeth.*

    "Bring me a bottle of Hapan Mist and a glass.... NOW."

    *If the droid felt any emotion at all, it would have rolled away in fear and would never return or even approach her ever again. It did return though, with her drink and the glass resting upon its serving tray. Nikka took them from the tray and opened the bottle, pouring her first drink and it certainly won't be her last for the rest of the night...*





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    Posted by Klis on 07-30-2002 11:53 PM:


    Klis joins Nikka uninvited, but figgured she wouldn't mind his company. He twiddled his thumbs for a moment, his legs perched up on his seat and his back was against the wall.
    Whenever the droid decided to ask for the payment for Nikka's drinks, he humbly paid, without saying a word about it.
    "I sense a disturbance in the force with you lady Nikka. Well not really... I can't do that yet..."



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    Posted by Nikka DarkStorm on 07-31-2002 12:02 AM:


    *Nikka didn't turn to glance at Klis as he spoke, nor did she notice him paying for the drink as she was in such a daze.*

    "I'm sure the whole bar can sense a disturbance in me...which should let them know to stay away from me."

    *She drank the liquid down and poured herself a refill, rubbing her forehead with her palm.*

    "I don't know what to do anymore. The past is troubling but too important not to let go."



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    Posted by Klis on 07-31-2002 12:19 AM:


    Klis thinks for a moment, still trying to read what exactly is bothering her. As if in that instant he was going to abtain the ability to read minds.
    "Tell me what's wrong.. what happend? Would you rather go somewhere were we can talk?"



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    Posted by Nikka DarkStorm on 07-31-2002 12:44 AM:


    *Nikka could sense that he was eager to know that was bothering her and managed a small smile, but it changed to a raging stare down at her drink.*

    "I was married and...somebody took my husband's life. I just know if he hadn't gotten too involved in politics, he wouldn't be gone."



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    Posted by Klis on 07-31-2002 12:47 AM:


    Klis eyes go dim, feeling awful that he brought it up a painful memory. He leans back in his seat, his head lowered, his cover shielding the dim glow.
    "Oh... I.. I'm sorry. I know too.. what it's like to lose a loved one."
    He folds his hands.
    "What made you remember it this night?"



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    Posted by Nikka DarkStorm on 07-31-2002 12:53 AM:


    "Don't be sorry for my loss...."

    *Nikka said through gritted teeth, having a hard time controling her anger that had now reached a boiling point over the whole ordeal. Nikka broke the day she held his limp body as he died in her arms.*

    "I've felt sorry long enough and now, it's time that I faced it. I want to hunt them down even right now, but I know that I can't...."



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    Posted by Klis on 07-31-2002 01:09 AM:


    "Why can't you?" Klis stated simply.



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    Posted by Nikka DarkStorm on 07-31-2002 01:58 AM:


    "Returning to my home planet would mean my life... They were after him and they won. If they were after me, they lost."

    *She said bluntly, finishing off her second drink. Nikka knew in her mind that returning to her home would not be a good idea. She was a skilled fighter indeed, but her skills are just now blossoming and she felt that she couldn't take that risk just yet.*



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    Posted by Klis on 07-31-2002 02:13 PM:


    Klis sighs softly, leaning back on the table.
    "Don't worry Nikka, you'll get your revenge in due time."
    He pats her hand.
    "In the mean time, your husband is smiling upon from the force, I'm sure."




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    Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 08-07-2002 02:03 AM:

    *She nodded slowly, but the wave of anger and rage still remained building up inside her.*

    "I know I will.... it just can't be now."


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    Posted by Darth Phantom on 08-07-2002 10:00 PM:

    " And why not? "

    :: A deep voice bellowed out from the Shadows

    " Now you have the backing and love of one of the greatest Sith Lords ever to have lived ... "

    :: The voice paused for a moment as his Dark and Evil presence surrounded the bar, in that moment all knew who it was, Darth Phantom. A pair of yellow eye's slices through the Shadows as the cloaked warrior emerges from the Darkness. His hood covers most of his face all that can be seen are his eye's and his ivory Vampyre teeth ::

    " None who value their life would dare attack you now, if anyone so much as calls you a harsh word I will disembowel them. "


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    Posted by Klis on 08-08-2002 12:00 AM:

    Klis looked up at the figure. Klis took knowledge of the Sith Lord and paid his respect.
    "By the sound of his words, I suspect you two are together."
    Klis pays off whatever other drinks Nikka may have ordered.
    "The least I could do. I'll be leaving you two alone now."
    He rises from the seating.
    "Fair thee well."
    With that, he resecures his hat upon his head and exits the bar. Leaving enough time for any last comments, questions, critiscisms.





    "So, too, our grandsires will rise from the ground
    They break their fast on the first part of us
    They will consume us whole."



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    Posted by Darth Phantom on 08-08-2002 08:51 PM:

    " Do not be so hasty my friend, please sit and drink with us ... "

    :: The Sith Lord paused for a moment as he motions for Kils to re-join them ::

    " ... I am Darth Phantom. Who might you be? "


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    Posted by Klis on 08-08-2002 09:42 PM:

    Klis looks at the two for a moment, still feeling a bit akward. As if he's intruding.
    After a moment he sits again.
    "It's a pleasure Milord. I am Templar Klis, disciple to this fine Empire."


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    Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 08-08-2002 10:01 PM:

    *The Disciple looked to Phantom and smiled briefly but then stared back down at her drink. As Klis stood from his seat and was ready to leave, she motioned for him to return to their table, also motioning for Phantom to sit down. Taking in his question and statement, she sighed before finishing off her next drink. Everything was being chewed away inside of her as she thought of this; her head was swimming in despair of returning home. There were answers she needed soon, though. Nikka was not about to sit back and let her husband's death go unanswered. She knew if she found out the truth, Darran would be in peace. Tears suddenly fell down her face and not wishing to feel humiliated with the overflow of emotion, she stood from her chair and exited the bar with no word....*
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