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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-05-2002 07:14 AM:
A Prodigy of Darkness
~ A young man enters the Empire grounds, dressed in a dark attire without much to his name. He looks scruffy, cold and miserable. His armour a rusty metalic chest plate, with a rusty dagger as a knife. Long, has his journey been to seek the Empire of the Sith, longing for recruitment - to learn their dark and powerful ways. The room he steps into is empty of occupants and light, bar all except the light pillars shining through the windows, illuminating the dust in the air.~
~He knows this is the place he has been searching for. A gut feeling, one might say. The darkness in the air can be felt, a cold chill breezing through the room. Prying eyes are sensed close by, where he can not tell. In the shadows, perhaps. The darkness is such an advantagable ally.~
.."I am Snaja-Kuke Xan!! Lost son to a dead father. I seek the ways of darkness!!.."
~There is a long silence in the seemingly empty room. Maybe no-one heard him.. but something, or someone lurks in the shadows....~
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 10-05-2002 01:43 PM:
:: A pair of Crimson colored eye's appear out of nowhere within the Shadows just infront of the young newcomer. A Dark and overwhelming feeling overcame the young man as he continued to look upon the eye's, not knowing what to think, he couldn't feel or hear anyone there and he surely couldn't see anyone.
A deep booming voice rang from the Shadows beyond, it seemed to come from everywhere at once, but at the same time it came from nowhere. The young man didn't know what to make of it, but soon came to figure someone was talking in his mind ::
" Tell me young one, why do you seek the ways of the Sith and Darkness? "
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-05-2002 07:10 PM:
~He takes a hasty step back as if a shock, un-prepared for the sudden voices from the dark. Looking about the room with eyes of examination, he replies to the shuddering voices he heard.~
.." I wish to become strong...! I want to be powerful, and overcome the weak!.."
~He says it as if in a panic, a straight and sincere reply with an instinct of fear, from the shadowsy voices.~
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 10-05-2002 10:51 PM:
" And what do you percive as weak, the term is misused aswell as overused greatly. "
:: The Mighty Sith Lord remained in the Shadows as he spoke, it was not yet time to reveal himself to the newcomer ::
" What do you have to offer The Sith, what sets you apart from the rest that walk in here day after day? "
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-07-2002 11:01 AM:
~He stands still, now a little calmer than before.~
.."Weak is...." ~His fists clench, an instinct reaction to the anger accumulating inside his body, he can not control his feelings just yet~
"Weak is futile. The inability to choose one's own path, to beg and sponge off of others, and to help those same insignificant people. Weak people don't understand the dark nature of the force... they live their lives day in and day out, oblivious to the superior strength and power of the Sith.. such people have no right."
~His fists loosen up, the sudden spurt of anger now gone. He maintains a steady stance, not quite relaxed - but not too alert.
..."What puts me aside from the others is that i acknowledge these factors.. i want to be strong.. i want the power to exterminate the weak, and the Jedi. When i gain such power, it shall be done. I can promise you that.."
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 10-07-2002 01:35 PM:
" Mmmmmmm. "
:: The Sith Lord smirked as the young man replied ::
" So weakness is what gets your blood boiling, thats what gets you enraged? The universe will always have weak people it is the way of life to think otherwise is foolish. So tell me what is the real reason you wish to join the Sith? "
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-08-2002 03:09 AM:
~ A short silencec ensued, as the young man pondered his answer to the Sith Lord's un-expected question. There was more to this dark voice that first percieved, he appeared to anticipate Snaja's thoughts and reactions... not a reasonable explanation could be resolved; so clear it was to Snaja this being had extensive knowledge of the dark force and its capabilities.
..." The Sith Empire is the most structured and recognisable force in the galaxy. It holds great strength both politically and it's brutal might. It holds the greatest Sith backed with many warriors.. in my mind, it is the most powerful force within this alaxy as of now. To be in such an organization... would be an ideal situation for my future. I wish to be trained in the dark ways of the force, and become part of an all-powerful armada of chaos, and bring that chaos to order..."
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 10-09-2002 01:59 PM:
" I see. "
:: A lone cloaked figure emerges from the utter Darkness which surrounds him alone, though as he advances the shadows seem to follow. As he comes with in a few feet of the new arrival he stops and looks into his eye's ... digging up memories of the man's past. The Sith Lord's face still remains unseen.
Events from the man's past surface in his mind seeming almost real, The new arrival could feel it was The Sith Lord who caused these events to surface ::
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-10-2002 06:44 AM:
~An uncanny shudder of chills runs through the room as the man nears. Snaja remains still; with a certain amount of fear building within him. He feels uuncomfortable, un-safe. Who wouldn't? Never before has he encountered such a dark entity - he could feel the evil in the air. It was deep, miserable. The gutting feeling you get when something goes wrong.. yet he embraces this darkness; for it is what has been keeping him going this past few years.
~Past few years... what was this sensation he was feeling..? It couldn't be.. could it?~
A flash of images raced through his mind, all at once - as if a blur. Imperial star-ships racing through the sky, descending through the atmosphere. Crimson bolts skimming through the air, penetrating innocent civilians and destroying buildings.
:::::::::::::Where am I?:::::::::::::::
This incident has a distinct similarity with the events of 5 years ago, when an Empire invaded his foster home planet. Father was away- he never returned. Mother.... she was never his real mother. What does it matter..
~More visions pass, his initial training as a Jedi so shortlived as a boy, his father was too busy to keep at it. "The force as an ally brings many sacrifices, including love and family" His father had once said - why bring this up now?
~Attempting to control his emotions, Snaja locks eyes with that of the shadowy figure before him. He struggles to fight these emotions, which he tries his best not to show. The power of the darkside is clearer to him now... it's control and influence over the weaker make it so more desirable to him.
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Saharia on 10-15-2002 04:12 AM:
::Saharia sat back into the darkness, said nothing and was content to watch for now. She smiled at the look that crossed his face, some unpleasant thoughts obviously flitting in his mind. Getting up, her face still hidden in darkness she laughed coldly. Perhaps he had what it took, perhaps he did not.::
What to you is the definition of a sith? what is the definition of the dark force? What do you think will be expected of you if you were to join the TSE?
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Posted by Nikka on 10-15-2002 10:35 AM:
The Warrior stood in the back while watching the newcomer. She could sense the many thoughts that ran through his mind, but could not fully distinguish since they were so jumbled together. Nikka chose not to question him at the moment and remained silent.
"..."
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-17-2002 09:25 PM:
~He remained silent for a few moments longer, overwhelmed with darkness.. an invisable force. Yet out of the shadows from the dark came another voice.. he turns toward the source~
.." I am naive about the ways of the Sith, Lady. Though i have conversed my own thoughts about the Sith, and their - it's definition.. It is the dark force which brings an un-balance within the force itself. The prelude of light.. the Sith and the dark force co-exist with each other. Without each other each would be meaningless, there would be any scales to measure a balance.. and where there is not light, there can only be darkness. The Sith are the ultimate power; a force with unimaginable might, and uncanny ability. With such power they are the heirs to the galaxy..
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-17-2002 09:33 PM:
~After saying what he does, he waivers his eyes toward the ground, following his head in motion - a sign of respect when he is being asked of his expectence. He brings his hands together, clasping them infront of his body.~
.."To be honourable to oneself and our objective(s).. To hold great Dedication into achieving the goals set by the superior. To maintain loyalty to The Sith Empire, and to the dark nature of the force. To bring myself and my abilities to their potential, and to maintain this throughout, to the end... i also expect there is much more for me to learn about the dark force, and i have every desire to learn these ways with the best of my abilities.. or i would pledge my own life as a forfeit."
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Zeta on 10-19-2002 12:15 AM:
Ah, another who had sparked Zeta's interest, well, at least enough interest for the Zabrak to speak up and ask his own questions.
The Sith Disciple was not hidden within the darkness, his usual place he liked to dwell as he watched, quietly pondering the answers given. More often than not, he was studying, learning from his fellow Sith.
"You speak of the loyalty you would give to the empire, but what of your Master, the one who will train you in the dark arts? Will you give he or she the same?"
The Zabrak looked on at the new recruit, his face showing a sense of an unasked question.
"Forgive me, for the last of your statement was unclear to me, I wish to clarify it. You would pledge your own life as a forfeit? Does that mean you would give your very life for the empire should it come to that? Would you risk your own life to safe another fellow Sith?"
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Posted by Callista on 10-19-2002 07:26 PM:
Callista had entered late for the new recruit’s interrogation, and she almost had the mind to leave after listening to just a few of the questions and answers, figuring her own inquisitions would just be a repeat. Each Sith allegiant present would hammer Snaja-Kuke Xan in order to figure if he were worthy enough admittance, that she had no doubt.
The man’s last return however had stopped her from her departure. It was if he had been reciting something, a code of sorts. He spoke it perfectly, like he had rehearsed. It brought a smirk to her face as she remained just within the ominous dark doors of the Council Room. There she waited quietly for the man’s next reply to the young Zabrak’s inquiry.
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-21-2002 07:57 PM:
~He slowly turns toward the Zabrak figure, after pondering on his words for a few seconds..
.."A Master to me would be an agent of the Empire, therefore i would pledge the same loyalties to she or he.. Concerning my words of oathe.. *His eyes look upwards - an expression he uses as he tries to put thought into words...* If it were for the Empire's benefit, i would sacrifice my life. If the life i were saving was of more importance to the Empire. But saying this; i am not a drone. If it were to come to making that decision, it would be mine. I mean no disrespect, but giving up a life to save another is not something i intend to do... which brings more meaning to my words."
~At the tone of the last sentence, he brings his eyes to meet the Zabrak's. Showing an intensity of sincerity.
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Zeta on 10-22-2002 11:47 PM:
The Zabrak met the young man's gaze and held it. Zeta's facial features gave way to no emotion at all as he stared at the man for a few moments in silence.
After a moment, he simply nodded his head, again, still no indication of what he thought.
He would not reveal what he thought, this was not really his place to judge, his thoughts and feelings were more meant to be kept to himself.
"You speak honesty...I have no more questions."
The Zabrak stepped away, not into the shadows, just out of the way.
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-26-2002 08:59 PM:
~He slowly inclines his head to the Zabrak figure, then looks away into the emptyness of the room. He wonders if he is to be asked more questions from these dark masters of the force...
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Sten the Chimp on 10-27-2002 09:15 PM:
Sten padded in slowly, and silently. He sat, next to Nikka, and whispered in her ear.
"So, this is the new kid, huh? Looks awfully talented. Perhaps I could train him, if he chooses me...."
Sten, deciding what to do, stood, and joined the new kid at his side in the center of the room.
"If there are no more questions, then I offer what knowledge I have of the Dark Side to teach this one. That is, if that's what he wants..."
OOC: New sig coming soon.
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 10-28-2002 03:16 PM:
Nikka uttered a small chuckle at Sten's statement and smiled. Sten would train the newcomer well if he was chosen and knew this. She nodded slightly and replied back in a low tone.
"Perhaps."
Folding her arms, she stood there silently and watched the proceedings unfold.
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-31-2002 07:30 PM:
~Snaja Kuke stands still, not saying anything as a Knight accompanies his side.. has wasn't addressed, and is confused as to exactly what's happening; though he doesn't show it in his body language - he wouldn't want to interupt.
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 11-02-2002 10:20 PM:
" Mmmmmmm. "
:: The Sith Lord chuckled breifly as he watched the events unfold before him. The Dark Lord crossed his arms over his chest and listened to the others and their questions ::
" Maybe so Stan, though he has yet to be welcomed by a Master or Council Member ... though he could always have a Master in mind. "
:: The Shadow Master pauses for a moment ::
" Choose well young one, for the one you choose will bring you into the world of Darkness. "
A Prodigy of Darkness
~ A young man enters the Empire grounds, dressed in a dark attire without much to his name. He looks scruffy, cold and miserable. His armour a rusty metalic chest plate, with a rusty dagger as a knife. Long, has his journey been to seek the Empire of the Sith, longing for recruitment - to learn their dark and powerful ways. The room he steps into is empty of occupants and light, bar all except the light pillars shining through the windows, illuminating the dust in the air.~
~He knows this is the place he has been searching for. A gut feeling, one might say. The darkness in the air can be felt, a cold chill breezing through the room. Prying eyes are sensed close by, where he can not tell. In the shadows, perhaps. The darkness is such an advantagable ally.~
.."I am Snaja-Kuke Xan!! Lost son to a dead father. I seek the ways of darkness!!.."
~There is a long silence in the seemingly empty room. Maybe no-one heard him.. but something, or someone lurks in the shadows....~
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 10-05-2002 01:43 PM:
:: A pair of Crimson colored eye's appear out of nowhere within the Shadows just infront of the young newcomer. A Dark and overwhelming feeling overcame the young man as he continued to look upon the eye's, not knowing what to think, he couldn't feel or hear anyone there and he surely couldn't see anyone.
A deep booming voice rang from the Shadows beyond, it seemed to come from everywhere at once, but at the same time it came from nowhere. The young man didn't know what to make of it, but soon came to figure someone was talking in his mind ::
" Tell me young one, why do you seek the ways of the Sith and Darkness? "
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-05-2002 07:10 PM:
~He takes a hasty step back as if a shock, un-prepared for the sudden voices from the dark. Looking about the room with eyes of examination, he replies to the shuddering voices he heard.~
.." I wish to become strong...! I want to be powerful, and overcome the weak!.."
~He says it as if in a panic, a straight and sincere reply with an instinct of fear, from the shadowsy voices.~
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 10-05-2002 10:51 PM:
" And what do you percive as weak, the term is misused aswell as overused greatly. "
:: The Mighty Sith Lord remained in the Shadows as he spoke, it was not yet time to reveal himself to the newcomer ::
" What do you have to offer The Sith, what sets you apart from the rest that walk in here day after day? "
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-07-2002 11:01 AM:
~He stands still, now a little calmer than before.~
.."Weak is...." ~His fists clench, an instinct reaction to the anger accumulating inside his body, he can not control his feelings just yet~
"Weak is futile. The inability to choose one's own path, to beg and sponge off of others, and to help those same insignificant people. Weak people don't understand the dark nature of the force... they live their lives day in and day out, oblivious to the superior strength and power of the Sith.. such people have no right."
~His fists loosen up, the sudden spurt of anger now gone. He maintains a steady stance, not quite relaxed - but not too alert.
..."What puts me aside from the others is that i acknowledge these factors.. i want to be strong.. i want the power to exterminate the weak, and the Jedi. When i gain such power, it shall be done. I can promise you that.."
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 10-07-2002 01:35 PM:
" Mmmmmmm. "
:: The Sith Lord smirked as the young man replied ::
" So weakness is what gets your blood boiling, thats what gets you enraged? The universe will always have weak people it is the way of life to think otherwise is foolish. So tell me what is the real reason you wish to join the Sith? "
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-08-2002 03:09 AM:
~ A short silencec ensued, as the young man pondered his answer to the Sith Lord's un-expected question. There was more to this dark voice that first percieved, he appeared to anticipate Snaja's thoughts and reactions... not a reasonable explanation could be resolved; so clear it was to Snaja this being had extensive knowledge of the dark force and its capabilities.
..." The Sith Empire is the most structured and recognisable force in the galaxy. It holds great strength both politically and it's brutal might. It holds the greatest Sith backed with many warriors.. in my mind, it is the most powerful force within this alaxy as of now. To be in such an organization... would be an ideal situation for my future. I wish to be trained in the dark ways of the force, and become part of an all-powerful armada of chaos, and bring that chaos to order..."
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 10-09-2002 01:59 PM:
" I see. "
:: A lone cloaked figure emerges from the utter Darkness which surrounds him alone, though as he advances the shadows seem to follow. As he comes with in a few feet of the new arrival he stops and looks into his eye's ... digging up memories of the man's past. The Sith Lord's face still remains unseen.
Events from the man's past surface in his mind seeming almost real, The new arrival could feel it was The Sith Lord who caused these events to surface ::
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-10-2002 06:44 AM:
~An uncanny shudder of chills runs through the room as the man nears. Snaja remains still; with a certain amount of fear building within him. He feels uuncomfortable, un-safe. Who wouldn't? Never before has he encountered such a dark entity - he could feel the evil in the air. It was deep, miserable. The gutting feeling you get when something goes wrong.. yet he embraces this darkness; for it is what has been keeping him going this past few years.
~Past few years... what was this sensation he was feeling..? It couldn't be.. could it?~
A flash of images raced through his mind, all at once - as if a blur. Imperial star-ships racing through the sky, descending through the atmosphere. Crimson bolts skimming through the air, penetrating innocent civilians and destroying buildings.
:::::::::::::Where am I?:::::::::::::::
This incident has a distinct similarity with the events of 5 years ago, when an Empire invaded his foster home planet. Father was away- he never returned. Mother.... she was never his real mother. What does it matter..
~More visions pass, his initial training as a Jedi so shortlived as a boy, his father was too busy to keep at it. "The force as an ally brings many sacrifices, including love and family" His father had once said - why bring this up now?
~Attempting to control his emotions, Snaja locks eyes with that of the shadowy figure before him. He struggles to fight these emotions, which he tries his best not to show. The power of the darkside is clearer to him now... it's control and influence over the weaker make it so more desirable to him.
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Saharia on 10-15-2002 04:12 AM:
::Saharia sat back into the darkness, said nothing and was content to watch for now. She smiled at the look that crossed his face, some unpleasant thoughts obviously flitting in his mind. Getting up, her face still hidden in darkness she laughed coldly. Perhaps he had what it took, perhaps he did not.::
What to you is the definition of a sith? what is the definition of the dark force? What do you think will be expected of you if you were to join the TSE?
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Posted by Nikka on 10-15-2002 10:35 AM:
The Warrior stood in the back while watching the newcomer. She could sense the many thoughts that ran through his mind, but could not fully distinguish since they were so jumbled together. Nikka chose not to question him at the moment and remained silent.
"..."
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-17-2002 09:25 PM:
~He remained silent for a few moments longer, overwhelmed with darkness.. an invisable force. Yet out of the shadows from the dark came another voice.. he turns toward the source~
.." I am naive about the ways of the Sith, Lady. Though i have conversed my own thoughts about the Sith, and their - it's definition.. It is the dark force which brings an un-balance within the force itself. The prelude of light.. the Sith and the dark force co-exist with each other. Without each other each would be meaningless, there would be any scales to measure a balance.. and where there is not light, there can only be darkness. The Sith are the ultimate power; a force with unimaginable might, and uncanny ability. With such power they are the heirs to the galaxy..
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-17-2002 09:33 PM:
~After saying what he does, he waivers his eyes toward the ground, following his head in motion - a sign of respect when he is being asked of his expectence. He brings his hands together, clasping them infront of his body.~
.."To be honourable to oneself and our objective(s).. To hold great Dedication into achieving the goals set by the superior. To maintain loyalty to The Sith Empire, and to the dark nature of the force. To bring myself and my abilities to their potential, and to maintain this throughout, to the end... i also expect there is much more for me to learn about the dark force, and i have every desire to learn these ways with the best of my abilities.. or i would pledge my own life as a forfeit."
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Zeta on 10-19-2002 12:15 AM:
Ah, another who had sparked Zeta's interest, well, at least enough interest for the Zabrak to speak up and ask his own questions.
The Sith Disciple was not hidden within the darkness, his usual place he liked to dwell as he watched, quietly pondering the answers given. More often than not, he was studying, learning from his fellow Sith.
"You speak of the loyalty you would give to the empire, but what of your Master, the one who will train you in the dark arts? Will you give he or she the same?"
The Zabrak looked on at the new recruit, his face showing a sense of an unasked question.
"Forgive me, for the last of your statement was unclear to me, I wish to clarify it. You would pledge your own life as a forfeit? Does that mean you would give your very life for the empire should it come to that? Would you risk your own life to safe another fellow Sith?"
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Posted by Callista on 10-19-2002 07:26 PM:
Callista had entered late for the new recruit’s interrogation, and she almost had the mind to leave after listening to just a few of the questions and answers, figuring her own inquisitions would just be a repeat. Each Sith allegiant present would hammer Snaja-Kuke Xan in order to figure if he were worthy enough admittance, that she had no doubt.
The man’s last return however had stopped her from her departure. It was if he had been reciting something, a code of sorts. He spoke it perfectly, like he had rehearsed. It brought a smirk to her face as she remained just within the ominous dark doors of the Council Room. There she waited quietly for the man’s next reply to the young Zabrak’s inquiry.
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-21-2002 07:57 PM:
~He slowly turns toward the Zabrak figure, after pondering on his words for a few seconds..
.."A Master to me would be an agent of the Empire, therefore i would pledge the same loyalties to she or he.. Concerning my words of oathe.. *His eyes look upwards - an expression he uses as he tries to put thought into words...* If it were for the Empire's benefit, i would sacrifice my life. If the life i were saving was of more importance to the Empire. But saying this; i am not a drone. If it were to come to making that decision, it would be mine. I mean no disrespect, but giving up a life to save another is not something i intend to do... which brings more meaning to my words."
~At the tone of the last sentence, he brings his eyes to meet the Zabrak's. Showing an intensity of sincerity.
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Zeta on 10-22-2002 11:47 PM:
The Zabrak met the young man's gaze and held it. Zeta's facial features gave way to no emotion at all as he stared at the man for a few moments in silence.
After a moment, he simply nodded his head, again, still no indication of what he thought.
He would not reveal what he thought, this was not really his place to judge, his thoughts and feelings were more meant to be kept to himself.
"You speak honesty...I have no more questions."
The Zabrak stepped away, not into the shadows, just out of the way.
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-26-2002 08:59 PM:
~He slowly inclines his head to the Zabrak figure, then looks away into the emptyness of the room. He wonders if he is to be asked more questions from these dark masters of the force...
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Sten the Chimp on 10-27-2002 09:15 PM:
Sten padded in slowly, and silently. He sat, next to Nikka, and whispered in her ear.
"So, this is the new kid, huh? Looks awfully talented. Perhaps I could train him, if he chooses me...."
Sten, deciding what to do, stood, and joined the new kid at his side in the center of the room.
"If there are no more questions, then I offer what knowledge I have of the Dark Side to teach this one. That is, if that's what he wants..."
OOC: New sig coming soon.
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Posted by Nikka Darkstorm on 10-28-2002 03:16 PM:
Nikka uttered a small chuckle at Sten's statement and smiled. Sten would train the newcomer well if he was chosen and knew this. She nodded slightly and replied back in a low tone.
"Perhaps."
Folding her arms, she stood there silently and watched the proceedings unfold.
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Posted by Snaja-Kuke Xan on 10-31-2002 07:30 PM:
~Snaja Kuke stands still, not saying anything as a Knight accompanies his side.. has wasn't addressed, and is confused as to exactly what's happening; though he doesn't show it in his body language - he wouldn't want to interupt.
In my veins courses the blood of the Sith. I am the rightful heir to the galaxy!
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Posted by Darth Phantom on 11-02-2002 10:20 PM:
" Mmmmmmm. "
:: The Sith Lord chuckled breifly as he watched the events unfold before him. The Dark Lord crossed his arms over his chest and listened to the others and their questions ::
" Maybe so Stan, though he has yet to be welcomed by a Master or Council Member ... though he could always have a Master in mind. "
:: The Shadow Master pauses for a moment ::
" Choose well young one, for the one you choose will bring you into the world of Darkness. "