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Post by shadow on Aug 22, 2010 0:00:22 GMT -5
Shadow nods his head hearing his Emperor. "Two Chiss Destroyers? Sounds good to me m'lord. I'll depart immediately." He bows once and with a sideward glance at Camulus quietly departs the throne room.
He makes his way through the Palace and arrives at the landing platform where the Valkyrie is at. He boards the assault ship and fires up the engines. Plotting a vector for higher orbit, he launches up into the atmosphere.
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Post by Lord Zairon on Aug 23, 2010 13:40:18 GMT -5
Zairon walks into the Palace with a squad of guards pushing a sedated prisoner on a hover-gunnery. Zairon enters the throne room and bows before the Emperor. "I return with a prisoner and some news." Zairon states.
"We followed the killer to the planet of Nagi. There we encountered a group claiming to be Sith and saying it was "their" space. After informing them of the might of the Empire and giving them an example they agreed to hand over the killer. Now then, I don't know if they are telling the truth but I figured if they were we have the killer. If they were we still have one of them as a captive and we can go back and show them why they shouldn't lie."
Zairon shrugs, "I figure you are better at interrogation than I am."
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Post by Sam Milla on Aug 24, 2010 13:26:16 GMT -5
*Sam enters and stands next to the Incuisitor. He wonders if he is going to be going with him again to some planet then get called back before anything can happpen.*
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Post by Lord Ire on Aug 25, 2010 1:44:05 GMT -5
"Excellent..." Ire says as he watches Shadow leave. Just then, Executor Zairon returns bringing the slaughterer of Obora-Skai with him and presents him to Ire. Ire is pleased at this turn of events, to capture such a dark being so quickly is not an easy feat, but only momentarily. As the "killer" approaches on the hover gurney, flanked by stormtroopers, Ire rises and points to him. "That is not the dark presence I felt in the Force... That is not Markon Starkiller."
Ire lowers his hand and walks down the steps to his throne towards the group. "You have been had, Executor. Clever... the deceive like Sith but that does not make them such."
Walking towards the "killer", Ire grabs the man's face and parts the long disheveled hair away from his face. Without warning, Ire back-hands the drugged prisoner. "Take him to the dungeons, put him in a pain amplifier and lets see if his tounge becomes lose with Starkiller's true where abouts. See to it personally, Executor."
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Post by Lord Zairon on Aug 25, 2010 14:52:36 GMT -5
"I wasn't away Starkiller was the target." Zairon says, "I did meet with Starkiller, had I known that I would have captured him."
"I figured the Sith would lie, but I looked at it this way, if they lied we still had one of their men captive to break and gather information. Their base is on Nagi, would you like me to take the fleet and destroy them?"
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Post by Lord Ire on Aug 25, 2010 18:51:11 GMT -5
"Make them wish Starkiller had been more forthcoming, Executor." Ire says coldly. "Do not hesitate, show no mercy. I guess I could have fun with this one for awhile, its been a long time since I heard the screams from those in a pain amplifier."
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Post by Lord Zairon on Aug 25, 2010 18:56:02 GMT -5
"I will take this prisoner to the dungeons and disembark at once then, Emperor." He says with a nod. "Am I to take the Shadow fleet or do you want me to take a different one?" Zairon asked.
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Post by Lord Ire on Aug 26, 2010 0:06:27 GMT -5
"Take Shadow Fleet, what remains of it, and lay waste to Nagi." Ire says as he turns and heads back up to his throne. Sitting down, Ire continues to layout the destruction of these so-called Sith. "The planet is already arid and dead-like, might as well make it completely dead. Once you have successfully crushed the planet, crush it again for good measure."
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Post by Lord Zairon on Aug 26, 2010 14:24:03 GMT -5
"As you wish," Zairon says as he turns and leaves the throne room with the stormtroopers pushing the prisoner. They head to the dungeon and while Zairon watches they place the Sith in a room with Ysalamari meant to normally hold Jedi. As they hook up the pain amplifier, Zairon nods and leaves heading into orbit aboard his shuttle.
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Post by Inquisitor Camulus on Aug 31, 2010 13:44:31 GMT -5
Camulus watches as the Shadow departs and as Zairon takes the prisoner away and then looks at Ire. Nodding his head slightly he responds. "Yes my lord. Ruusan is still under my control, as far as I know. I left orders with my commander to take over the planet. How do you want me to go about doing this?"
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Post by Lord Ire on Aug 31, 2010 13:56:08 GMT -5
"Simple enough, Inquisitor." Ire comments. "Formally declare the planet as part of the Empire, we can hold an elaborate ceremony to commemorate the joining. After that I want you to continue your search for Markon Starkiller, I have need for his abilities within our ranks."
Looking at Sam, Ire rests his head in his hand. "What to do with you... what to do with you?"
Ire ponders the question, technically MCD was his master and Ire should kill Sam for that alone but why waste good stock when it might prove useful. "Tell me Sam, what are your strengths?"
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Post by Inquisitor Camulus on Aug 31, 2010 14:01:04 GMT -5
Camulus bows and nods his head. "Understood m'lord. I shall depart for Ruusan immediately." With that, Camulus turns and walks out of the throne room.
He makes his way through the Palace and onto the landing platform. He boards his assault ship the Silent Death and fires up the engines. The ship lifts off the platform and heads for Orbit.
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Post by Sam Milla on Aug 31, 2010 14:10:39 GMT -5
*When Sam hears "What to do with you... what to do with you?" He suddenly becomes nervous. objects in the thrown room including the throne rises an inch off of the ground*
Well my strengths. wait didn't you..... wait never mind it was the clone. My strengths are pretty much my fathers. My anger makes me powerful and in control of my force abilities. but other emotions like really nervous the force goes wild and starts picking things up no matter the size or weight. One time I accidentally picked up a star destroyer while it was being built. I can sense things moments before then happen a lot.
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Post by Lord Ire on Aug 31, 2010 14:56:21 GMT -5
"Anger you say?" Ire asks. "You know there is more to the Dark side than just anger, do you not? Fear, aggression, hatred, and suffering are all parts of the Dark side." "Perhaps we should start with fear, my Master?" a sultry voice calls from the shadows. Walking closer to Sam and the Throne appears Csilla Shane, Ire's true apprentice, her golden dress and adornments masking her true lethality. She walks up to Sam and traces a finger nail down the side of his face slowly and somewhat seductively. Ire laughs slightly at Csilla's suggestion but now seems like a good time as any to begin his training. "Indeed Csilla, how about you show him?" "With pleasure..." she says as she looks at Sam with a lust like quality to her gaze right before her eyes change to glowing with anger. Without warning Csilla activates her lightwhip that glows red like her eyes before making a sudden move to kick Sam in the gut and then slashes at him with her weapon. |
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Post by Sam Milla on Aug 31, 2010 15:13:56 GMT -5
*Sam turns and feels her run her finger down his cheek. He makes sure nothing distracts him and he turns to Ire. He didn't like the idea of her showing him a lesson. Suddenly Sam senses her about to kick him but a deadlier attack to follow. Sam takes the full force and as he goes backwards he does a well practiced back flip slightly with the aid of the force in avoiding the whip. Sam looks at his belt at his DC-17 standard issue blaster for officers knowing it's of no use to him. the only thing he had in his defense was his reflexes and his hands and feet. It wasn't a comforting feeling.*
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