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((OOC: *looks confused* Why would Reven NEED to cloud his/her/its [er, I suppose "his" in this case] force energy? Just wondering. And doesn't killing people send out, like, a signature in the force or something?))

 

Sypher looked so casual, leaning against the door. And almost everything in his demenour, the Force around him bespoke the same. But there was a slight trembling deep within the Force and she knew it was some sort of aprehension. She wasn't quite sure, but there was something there. A very human, almost vulnerable emotion. It was so natural she almost couldn't pick it up.

 

Though she was more angry at herself than anything and so didn't have time anyway for probing Sypher deeper. She had tried so hard to hide her feelings, and yet he had still figured her out. Could she try and convince him that he was being paraniod? But one of his power? She supposed she could, if done carefully. Chalk it up her hostility to her bred mistrust? To the fact that everything had just changed so horribly for her?

 

Looking away, she gave a little cough. "You have to understand," she muttered, "my whole life has just been uprooted. I don't know you. You have to give me time." Her head still turned, she glanced over at him.

Taking a moment to examine him, she continued to speak: "I am always on my guard." She paused for a split second, dreading to say the next words, but knowing she had to. "Don't take it personally, just give me time."

 

The inward shudder was suppressed and she hoped she was better at controlling her turmoil and inner monologues than she had previously thought. Hopefully he would take her on face value. Because she wasn't even quite sure where the truth started and the lies began.

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he thought for a second as he leaned there was she for real did she really need time or was she playing him like a flute when they got to Coruscant would she try to kill him or did she really need this time to know him for he did understand he had taken her from the life she knew to one she had never been in.

 

He smiled lightly

"I see...Well i shall give you that time for I do understand what it is to taken from one life to another"

he smiles once more

"Well then I shall leave you to yourself unless there is something you would like to ask or know"

 

He stands and waits for a moment

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(Don't worry I was jokeing with the all caps thing.:) Also I never thought of that but, did your char somehow trace mine and then find out he was killing people? In our meeting on Coruscant I was hideing my force energy so that noone would know that it was Revan. So Jin I leave you with this question, how did your char know that it was Revan that he met with on Coruscant?)

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((OOC: All I have to say is that I would definately be helping Revan in his/her/its slaughter. Hell, I've even had dreams in which I AM Revan O_O Wow. Lol, anyhoo, could he have recognised you? If anyone tries to kill the Dark Lord of the Sith I'll be the first one there to stop it ^^))

 

 

She studied Sypher, so confused with everything. She didn't know how to reply, or even how to react to his suspicion. Perhaps she wasn't the potentially powerful Sith she had always thought she would be. If he could see through her so easily, she was weak. Her shoulders slumped as she heaved a sigh, feeling broken.

 

"I don't know what to ask. I suppose I don't have any formed questions. Just ramblings. Why did you do that to the academy? Why did you destroy my life? Did you destroy my life? Did you just make me turn on the Sith? What are you? What does my future hold for me? Why is this happening? What connection do you have to the Dark Lord?" Stopping, she lifted her shoulders minutely in a hapless shrug. She could have kept going, but it was pointless.

 

There was just so much she needed to know, but the question was now: was she worthy? She wanted nothing more than to become a powerful Sith Lord and to lead a fleet for The Dark Lord, for the might of the Sith. She wanted to be a Sith War Lord, to be more exact. And now . . . now was that possible? Had she been so easily duped? Or was the Force just working in its strange ways again? Shrugging off her cloak, she trailed her fingers over her tattoos, a habit from childhood, a comfort thing. With all the troubles going on, it reminded her at the core of everything there were the Gods, and there was the Force.

 

Those were the only things she needed. The Force would guide her. The Gods would help her. She stood a bit more resolutely, eyes strengthening once more. No, she would not be weak. She was a strong Sith student. She would be a Lord one day, all of them would see, all of them would bow before her. The problems happening in her life were nothing. They were conquerable.

 

She lifted her face up to Sypher's. "Whatever the Force has in store for me I'm willing to accept. And as the Force delivered me to you . . ." Trailing off, she shrugged.

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(Well you Revan was still in disguise on Koriban see i didnt know until after he left cuz i wasnt given a destination so i tracked him to know where he was going when he shed the body I figured it out)

 

he smiled lightly scanning her up and down...he was right about her she was strong and powerful but like most Sith couldn't control her feelings completely which could be powerful but still ussually more deadly to the owner of the feelings.

 

"Well I shall try to answer them. To the first question I was asked to get the information by Revan I however decided to cripple the academy. The reason..I'm not entirely sure but the archives in the academy needed to be erased for if the Sith ever broke the one with that information would rule...and we cant have just anyone doing that. The second is up to you really. I have however given you a new life away from the trappings and protection of the academy you may make of it what you will. The third is no. The Sith are not as unified as once thought betray one and another will accept you. The fourth question is.... complicated. You see im not even sure but what i think is that I am a human. When I was young I trained to Jedi status in the Academy then I came to the Sith. Until about a year and a half ago I was the most promising student in the acedemy but then I left for there was nothing more I could learn there. Now I am an assasin I guess. Ill kill anything thats worth my time if hired but honestly I hold no alleigences for noone holds one with me. Your future is in your hands, the force nor Gods have written it only you can. It is happenening because you accepted my offer the moment you did your world was changed as was your path. Revan hired me for this job, as of now that is all he wants of me but that may change once we get there."

 

he bows to her

"I Hope that helped"

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She stared in open disbelief, using the force to sheild her inner turmoil. A common assassin? She was in league with an assassin -- granted, one allied with Lord Revan, but . . . This was beneath her. And he had been a jedi. What was he now? Neither Sith nor Jedi . . . Shadow Jedi or some fence-sitter like that?

 

No, no, no! The Force put her on this path, she wouldn't give into her indecision. She would follow this through, and stay by Sypher until he . . . did something wrong. There, her mind was made up, still troubled, but she was sure she could work through that. She really had no choice in the matter; her alliegence was to the Sith, and the might of their Empire, and nothing would change that.

 

If someone tried, they would pay the price.

 

She smiled at him. "I'm your girl until the end." She finished the thought casually in her mind, knowing the lack of emotion behind it would keep it from being sensed. It wasn't anything bad anyhow: just a wee bit of a loophole. And her verbalised words would be truth, so long as he did not stray from the righteous path of the Sith.

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he gave her a hard look at her words then nodded and shruged them off as he thought one word broke into his thoughts that she had in her mind and he smiled.

 

"Hmmm Shadow Jedi I rather like that actually."

 

Sypher chuckled at this but in his voice and heart was no anger no emotion on either side he was the perfect warrior but yet he had this trait it was...disturbing for inside him was a man screaming being tormented by both sides of himself light and dark cutting into his very soul. He looked at her looked into her looked through her and he saw something there he hadn't before something comforting though at the same time it felt like disgust but he tried to ignore it. In his heart he knew he could not be secluded from either order any longer with his Jedi Master and old friend dead and now the Academy in shambles because of him he would have to choose his place and yet as he thought this he knew neither was right. Revan was the perfect Sith they said Dark powers and Pure Evil but then how was it possible for him to love for all knew the stories of the girl Bastila and although the Jedi disown it it was a very...lightside emotion. So could it be that he himself was correct when he left both orders with no true allegiance all emotions were his and yet he had none was her perfect or was he nothing.

 

Before Nalean could enter or probe his mind he walked out of the room and went into his quaters and lied down thinking on this as all these thoughts rushed through his mind as he tried to sleep but could not.

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Before she could get a hint of what Sypher was thinking or feeling, he had turned and left. For some reason she felt slightly violated: he had probably probed her. That was alright, not like there had really been anything for her to hide.

 

Heaving a sigh, she sat on the edge of her new bed and stared blankly at the wall. It wouldn't be too long to their arrival on Coruscant. She wondered what that would be like. And what was happening. She wanted to go back home; she didn't like being with this Sith hater. Why did she choose him; or, really, why did he choose her?

 

Crossing her legs, she gave herself to meditation, trying to settle herself. What would come would come, she had to remind herself, letting the force glide around her soothingly. Just let it come . . .

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After another half an hour they arrived at the docking bay of Darth Revan's ship. He sighed for his thoughts still lingered in the back of his mind on all of this but he tried to dismiss them as he walked into Nalean's room quietly and smiled at her softly.

 

"Miss Nalean we have arrived at Revan's ship, If you think you will be staying with him you may want to pack up your things now if you plan to stay with me I'm not entirely sure whether we will be brought into the fold or be sent on our way. It is entirely your decision Nalean but I suggest you decide quickly I shall wait near the airlock for you."

 

He bowed to her low then turned and walked to the back of the ship and sat down waiting for her.

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Getting up, her mind muttled, she went to the back of the ship. She continued to stare, confused and unsure, at another wall. Sypher was forcing her to make a decision already? She wasn't used to making decisions like this. It was all so new, and so much thrust upon her at one time, no less.

 

Shaking her head slowly, she closed her eyes.

 

"It should be up the the Dark Lord where I go. If he wishes me to stay with him I will. However if he prefers that I help you with whatever you are doing, I will honour that wish as well." She shrugged haplessly, not knowing what the Force had in store for her. At its whim, she didn't want to make any bad desicions.

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Sypher smiled at her and chuckled softly

 

"Nalean you are strong and you are smart but you have one major flaw. You rely too much on people making decisions for you. I'm not saying being reckless and I understand that you wish to do as Revan commands however he cannot shape your destiny only you can...only by your own hands will your path be drawn not by the force or any other person but by your own choices."

 

He smiled softly at her and walked through the airlock into Revan's ship with her, they walked to the bridge in wait of Revan then he again looked at her.

 

"I do not mean to preach to you Nalean I only wish to help you make of your life the best it can be and I can only give you this advise for I have seen where it can lead however as I said it is your decision to do or listen to whomever you wish." he smiled softly "But to be honest it was nice having company for once." he chuckled softly at her as they waited for Revan.

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A brow arched slowly.

 

"What the heck do you expect from me? Perfection? Absolute infallable knowledge? I have just left a bloody school, gone with someone who doesn't even side with the Sith, have no idea what the next few minutes hold for me, and you bloody well expect me to make level-headed decisions as if I have had the CHANCE to make a single decision in my life?!" The Force raged around her. "Everyone who has spent a day in any academy, taught by any master, knows that the Force is everything, and if you can't trust in the Force to guide your movements and thoughts, then there's abso-bloody-lutely nothing you can do with yourself!" Seething, her shoulders hunched, her eyes narrowed as her teeth were bared. "You have no alliances, no allegience. If I were Revan, I'd have you killed because you are a security risk. But I'm not the Dark Lord so I have no say. I know my place, I know to trust in the Force, I know that I have never made a decision, so to make a decision that could absolutely ruin my whole life as lightly as you'd like to make it seem IS NOT EASY. Nor is this decision even up to me!"

 

Screaming in rage, she turns her back to him, wanting desperately to kill. The smell of blood and burned flesh was infiltrating her nostrils, the feel of a jerked weight as her sabre blade made contact, then slid languidly through a body . . . She needed to kill. NOW. The rage and hatred was boiling over. For someone to be so powerful, so pompous and so ignorant was infuriating. Why had the Dark Lord entrusted ANYTHING to Sypher. Why had she agreed to do anything with him. She should have cut him down. But what if he truly was her summons. After all, she could potentially work with the Dark Lord, and that probably wouldn't have happened without Sypher.

The rage cooled down slightly as her mind raced. But she was still very, very angry.

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He was taken aback for a moment by her rage for he had never meant to anger her and this was a bit of a shock to him as he stood in silence for a moment as he thought of what to say. He looked at her for that time then smiled softly.

 

"I am sorry Nalean I never meant to anger you and I can understand it must be frustrating being around one like me who has seperated himself from everyone. However the force may be a guide it isn't your final. The force will bring you to a decision but only you can make it final what I'm trying to do is make you ready to accept that decision."

 

he smiled softly

 

"Please I understand what you are saying but at this point in time anger will get us nowhere."

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"Only the Force can guide me," she mumbled, her back still to him. "When the time comes to make the decision, it'll be the Force at work again. Though I highly doubt the Sith Lord has any use for me, a lowly apprentice." Her shoulders slumped slightly. "I have nothing left and you want me to make a decision, something I have never done in my life, like it's nothing. Well, this could be everything. And why won't anger get me anywhere? It should at least show the Dark Lord my power and passion."

 

She didn't know what to expect. Nor did she know what to do. She felt lost, and the only way she knew how to get through it was by letting the Force guide her.

Whatever would come would come.

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He smiled softly at her, something had changed suddenly he saw someone different he saw the human emotion of a young girl scared and confused then he walked to her and put a hand on her shoulder.

 

"Nalean, Revan will decide whether you are worthy and if he sees even half of what I do he will take you into his comand. Yes it is true that anger shows passion however anger blinds you to your surroundings and if you cannot see them then you will be beaten, and I do not want to see that happen to you."

 

He smiled at her once again then looked on into the corridor were Revan would come from.

 

"Course Revans flaw is that he is a horrible host to keep his guests waiting for so long."

 

he chuckled a little then looked on again

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For some reason she felt comforted. A weak smile lit up her tattooed face marginally.

 

"My natural anger does blind me. But with the Force I'm able to see through it. Most of the time." She giggled then at Sypher's words. "The Dark Lord is rather tardy, isn't he?" She glanced around, trying to entertain herself. What if Revan wanted her to stay? She was considering staying with Sypher. After all, she was young, and this was her chance to travel. Perhaps she could do her work for Revan by travelling?

 

She smiled again, waiting.

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he smiled at her then removed his hand slowly as he looked on.

 

"Yes thats the one thing the Jedi did teach me, never ever keep guests waiting cause when you have angry guests your discusions will not be profitable."

 

He smiled again then found a small ball on the ground, it was probably meant for trianing but he was board so he used the force to lift it and shoot it around in the air annoying the officers slightly as he laughed a little.

 

"Well Nalean since we have some time won't you tell me about yourself for you know a good deal about me and yet you still remain an enigma."

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At the thought of revealing information about herself, Nalaen paled. No one ever cared about her enough to ask. She was always just Nalaen, a warrior, the one with potential. Yes, she was a friend to some, but no one knew her history. For nearly every student, she had always just been there. Then again, at least half of the Sith students were "ones with potential". She was not so special, but one of many. Another reason why she was passed over so consistantly.

 

"I . . ." Thinking for a moment, she tried again. "I was raised a Sith," she said with a shrug, "on a Sith world, by a Sith family . . . and my tattoos are religious and ritualistic as well as Sith. It all works into each other, you know?" Giving another shrug, she continued: "I was raised as a warrior. My father was a great warrior and he taught me, along with my grandfather and the Elders. The Priests and Priestesses as well. I was taught politics, basic battle strategy, how to wage war, and how to eventually lead. Then I went to the Sith academy. You mostly see teenagers there, starting their schooling. I went as a child as my parents thought it would be best for me to live right there, on Korriban, the sacred sands. To be taught by the best of the Sith."

 

Flexing her fingers, she cleared her throat. "I was raised using a bow, the most elegant weapon of my people. Our men, and warrior women, decorate and carve their bows; everything on them represents something about the warrior and the Gods and the Force: the wood is taken from the blessèd trees that grow on the temple lands. Those that are Force adepts are later allowed doublebladed sabres to wield when they're older and consumate with the bow. Though we still keep our bows as they are sacred to us." She smiled then, closing her eyes then opening them slowly.

"You must think us primative for using wooden weapons. But now they are mostly for show, symbols of the greatest men and women, training tools for the young. We are a fighting race, and we take great pride in our abilities to kill and our skills in battle. I suppose we're like the Mandalorians, but my people are so much more hidden and tucked away."

 

Looking around, she hoped that was enough information. Though fearing she might have let someone in, she also felt a flush of pride speaking of her people, her family. And that was no information anyone could take and use against her. Also, it didn't bring him much closer to her. Perhaps only an understanding. She supposed that was no big deal.

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He listened to her intently then smiled at her.

 

"I see. That is very interesting Nalean, and no I don't believe you and your people are primitave I believe through older weapons we keep tradition alive and that is something we should not lose."

 

He again smiled softly at her he felt he had a greater understanding of her and where she had come from now and this made him feel a little more...he didn't know what but it was nice he thought as he looked on into the dark corridor waiting for Revan.

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A droid came to Revan and told him that he had visitors. He went to the waiting room where he found Snypher and Nalaen. "Do you have the data?" He looked at Nalaen "Ah, what do we have here? A Sith? You are a jedi since when do you travle with SIth?"

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He chuckled

 

"And hello to you too Revan, this is how you greet your guests? Yes I have it now what is my payment, also please im no Jedi im no dark Jedi so please do not refer to me as one."

 

He looked to Nalean and smiled.

 

"She has been my companion since Korriban her name, is Nalean."

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Though she was able to keep her jaw from dropping in awe, her eyes still went wide. She couldn't help but stare at the Dark Lord of the Sith, the power and might of the galaxy. To be standing before him was . . . an honour.

 

She bowed swiftly and respectfully then, remembering her manners, wondering how Sypher could get away with talking back to the Dark Lord. If she were the leader of all and someone spoke to her in such a way . . . well, unless she knew them really well and could laugh and clap them on the back, they would quickly learn their place.

 

Standing with her head slightly lowered, she wondered what would happen now.

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"Well I'll give you two offers. One: You can join the sith and I will teach you everything in the ways of the Dark Sith. Or Two: 300,000 credits. And if one wants to take the money and the other wants to become my deciple then the money will be 150,000 credits. The choice is yours."

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