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    Posted by Raine Sarin on 09-17-2002 01:21 PM:
    Another nightmare about to come true...

    *Another day, another mindless journey through everything. Or at least that was what the Sith Lord saw as he watched the other patrons in the bar. The practically recluse Sith Lord had once again left his room, leaving behind the emotional train-wreck of a twin that had once been a large part of him, now nothing more than a large annoyance.
    Too much was on his mind to deal with the undead creature. Things like his "family", the dead and the living. Slightly humorous that those that could be considered his "birth" mother and siblings were all dead, mostly at his hands. Only his twin remained, and they had once been a single person. Then there was his "new" family; his blood brother and his children. Raine had not spoken to Varlon in a long while, Takai he had seen a few days ago and was slightly curious about the way she had avoided his eyes, as if he would see something she did not wish him to, even if he had noticed her changes. But the disappearance of his nephew, Alexander, was what weighed heavily on his mind this evening. He never really had spoken with the boy, but the fact he was gone and that Varlon did not seem to truly notice was slightly bothering. Perhaps what the girl had said was true...or maybe she had finally just killed him, gods knew she was capable of it, or perhaps she was too busy killing herself.

    And thus, Raine sat in the bar; in the shadows as always, sipping his usual glass of absinthe, deep in thought. He was once again considering leaving everything and just spending some time on some abandoned moon, just to get away from things.*








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    Posted by Lynch on 09-20-2002 06:36 PM:

    Blood dropped from his fingers as he stood over the red stained body of a prisoner he had interrogated, the poor fool had at last given in and told all he knew. Lucky for him. The man had held out as the Sith had yanked out his finger nails and broken the fingers one by one as he did so. Than the real fun started. The man had given in. It might have had something to do with Lynch having skillfully cutting off the mans outer layer of skin on his right arm to half his chest leaving muscle bare.

    Now after his days fun the Sith had decided to enjoy what remained. Entering into the bar in a simple cloak and dark suit Lynchs eyes quickly scanned everyone and everything. Little did he like to be taken by surprise and always was he on guard. He was a creature of survival and instinct, chaotic in thinking and all too often unpredictable. While many of his comrades died or fell prey to more powerful adversaries he survived.

    His eyes at last focused on one he hardly saw much of. An largely puzzling piece in the foundation that made up the Sith Empire. An enigma. Perhaps this night he would bother someone anew mused the Sith Master. Such was a random event. But than was he not unpredictable to begin with save where his fury burned.

    “Greetings Lord Sarin, how do you fare this day”






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    Posted by Raine Sarin on 09-20-2002 09:28 PM:

    *The voice he knew only because he had heard the man speak once or twice when Raine had been in the council room. And although the two had not spoken before, Raine was familiar with the presence and smirked slightly as he waved a hand, inviting the Sith Master to sit*

    "Would you like the polite answer or the truth? Or, why not simply both. The polite answer is simple, consisting of 'I am fine, how are you?'. However, the truth of the matter is, this evening has brought me nothing but questions without answers. It is rather irritating. All I can say is that, I believe that one is thoroughly better without the thing called 'family'."

    *He chuckled slightly and shook his head before looking upon the Sith Master.*

    "With that said and out of the way...I am fine. How are you? Can I get you anything to drink?"

    *The slight smirk that some knew to be the Sith Lord's smile appeared on his lips as he took a small sip of the green alcohol in his glass*


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    Posted by Lynch on 09-21-2002 06:07 PM:

    Pulling back a seat the Sith waved over a sever bot to take his order before sending it away to bring back his drink. Two thoughts instantly came to his mind. First he hated it when most people openly lied and said they were fine and proceeded to ask how he was. Often he would stare at them cold and with as much interest as to show them he cared not for their attitude. A fact the Master would than prove by grabbing them by the throat and holding a unignited lightsaber within an inch of their eyeball. Second, the mention of family brought back his own past to his mind and the words the man spoke was quite right. They were better off without family.

    Unless one needed a blood transfusion or kidney.

    “Family tend to be irritating, such is the nature of family. Its why I prefer to stick to the blood shed and slaughter. Far less time consuming, messy and troublesome.”

    Taking a glance at the bar to see if his drink would soon arrive he tapped the table once as he began to ponder ripping apart the sever droid if it did not hurry.

    “Oh...and I’m fine.


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    Posted by Raine Sarin on 09-21-2002 10:13 PM:

    *The Sith Lord chuckled again at Jedah's response.*

    "I have to agree. Blood shed and the like is far more preferable to dealing with family. But then there is always the wonderful combo of the two when you kill family."

    *Raine smirked, the memory of the death of his mother and eldest brother was still fresh in his mind. It always managed to drag a moment of happiness out of the Sith Lord.*


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    Posted by Lynch on 09-24-2002 09:20 PM:

    “Oh I agree. All too often many live with the false vision of happiness in what they call a family. The dear old mother. The hard working father and any children they spawn. How sweet a lie they live until they die and then they know how worthless it all was. Familys do have one bright side...”

    Walking up to the table the bronze droid handed the Sith Master his drink from the tray, asked if anything else was needed than proceeded to walk away before being pelted with half a glass of taxoran ale in the head knocking the machine on its side causing it to squirm and repeat oh my and ask for help as the customers hollowed and hooted at the unfortunate cankering robot.

    “...at times they make extra breeding stock and produce useful raw material to mold.”


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    Posted by Raine Sarin on 09-28-2002 11:40 PM:

    *The Sith Lord smirked at the attitude of the people towards the fallen droid.*

    "True. And I would suppose you would have some knowledge of that, wouldn't you? Although the useful material that you gained did not come from one of those 'happy' families, did she?"

    *He frowned slightly and took another sip of his drink*

    "Shame the same could not be said for her brother. But enough on that subject, unless you would rather it continued."


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    Posted by Lynch on 10-02-2002 04:03 PM:

    A jumble of thoughts ran through his mind as Raine spoke, how many families were indeed happy, far too few. Many families who were well off often were only due to great sacrifices made by members of the family to support or survive. So little did the family members then exist as a tightknit family due to absences that they drifted away and the younger members would become resentful despite their rich living style. For the good of the family that would later breed rebellion and disorder. A familar and repeated pattern.

    “By all means feel free to continue.”


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    Posted by Raine Sarin on 10-07-2002 11:38 AM:

    "Hmm...run off to the Jedi, I'm afraid."

    *With a small movement of his hand the alcohol in the glass swirled slightly.*

    "Though I guess that someone should have seen it coming. I've always wondered what would happen to children born in this Empire. I figured some would stay, wanting to outdo their parents, and others would leave, fleeing to the lightside in a pathetic form of rebellion."


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    Posted by Lynch on 10-07-2002 03:56 PM:

    Join the Jedi....such sacrilege was a dishonor and slap in the face to them. A crime most unholy and deserving of swift punishment and righteous retribution. Yes. This person should be hunted down like a dog to have the proper will of the Sith enforced to extract a proper begging of forgiveness from the sinner before silencing the fool once and for all.

    “Some of those who grow up tend to be a disappointment to their kin, such is a circle that continues since the day of the first family unit. No doubt the fool will come to realize the error..if not..it shall be in due time come apparent to him when he stares up from his blood filled face at the death that awaits.”


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    Posted by Raine Sarin on 10-18-2002 09:40 PM:

    *He laughed slightly before his appearance returned to his usual blank expression.*

    "So true. I am quite surprised that his father had not already attempted to exterminate him. Then again, he probably is still in denial. Much like he was when Takai first told him to 'Go to Hell'."

    *Again the Sith Lord laughed. Anyone knew that Raine got along rather well with his brother. Nevertheless, he loved to see Lord Konrad tormented by his offspring.*


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