Darkened Times(closed/Izzak)

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Lanya	Darkened Times(closed/Izzak)	Lead	[-]
Posts: 408 (07/13/09 04:45:53) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Tags : None OOC: I have permission to use the following NPC.. A lizard type being hovered around Lanya, she was beaten, bloody, and just over all no match for this being. "How they could ever think you were worth anything is beyond me. Now I will finish you and end it once and for all." It said before slashing at her one last time.... Days ago.. Lanya sat in her room, uncertain of what she was supposed to do. Thralls were right outside her door as an added security feature for the Sith. She didn't really care for them, besides she could control herself unless there was more than a few sith, that was when the problem accured. Never the less they were there outside her door. She sighed as she laid on her bed, she was still uncertain of her fate. After all she still wanted Rani back and she had no reason to show any loyality to Izzak or his goons. 'Being cooped up blows.' She thought. With this new order it seemed like a prison more to her, simply because the Thralls followed her everywhere. She couldn't take both of them, not without years of physical training. 'Yeah that's going to happen sometime soon.' She thought. Another sigh came from her as she looked around her room, she eyed the box that had been given to her by Death. Lanya had no reason to open the thing, after all she didn't care for the woman. Being bored however sparked her curiousity, so she got up to grab it. After sitting down with it she opened the box, inside was a holorecorder. 'Oh yay a stupid message.' She thought. She eyed it over and over a few times before she just shurged her shoulders to turn it on. The Image showed her mother in the Aslyum. "That witch!" Lanya exclaimed. Her mother's eyes were cold towards the figure that sat down. The figure moved their hand to make the guards leave. Silence past between the two for a few minutes. "Tell me about them, tell me why they did what they did." Death said. Lanya's mother remained silent simply watching her with cold eyes. "I am not here to hurt her, I am here to help. I already know about her father and what they did. So tell me about them and why." She said. Her mother slightly shifted, but still said nothing. Death then grabbed her mother's hands. "You being in here can not protect her anymore. You must let me help or she will be at their mercy and she is not ready for that." Death urged not letting go of Lanya's mother. Her cold eyes simply stared at Death. Death's head shook as she let her hands go. "Fine I will go to her father then." She said as she started to get up. "Wait." Lanya's mother said. "How can you know who he is, not even I was told." The mother said. "I know more than most and if I don't I find it." Death said. Her mother's eyes softened as her head turned. "We were not told a lot." The mother said. "So there were others." Death stated. The mother shook her head. "All woman of different species, all wanted children. We were allowed to talk to each other as we were all impreganted and even after. It started off ok, but then..they started to die..They didn't know what was wrong or even how to stop it. I feared for my life when they started to die. We were isolated once the first one died, but we knew when another one did. My fear was just when I found out after a few months that I was the last one from the group. When more time past my fear slowly vanished, then she was born. All sorts of things happened all at once, they were testing her and testing her. They had these wierd methods, like they would place her in a room with toys to see what would happen. When nothing did they were mad almost. After a year they let us go, but still watched her. Years would pass nothing, they almost stopped watching her when.." Her mother's voice trailed off. Death walked over and simply put her hand on Lanya's mother shoulder. "I had to protect her, this was all I could think of." The mother said. "You did fine, they haven't gotten to her. Now however she will have to protect herself." Death said. Lanya stopped the recording she was shocked by her mother and angered by the fact that Death had the nerve to even go near her mother. "Damn you Rani you should have killed that woman." She said to herself. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well. Last Edited By: Lanya 07/15/09 20:26:06. Edited 1 time.
Lanya		#1	[-]
Posts: 409 (07/13/09 14:49:05) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	She was pacing back and forth in her room now. Calming herself was not easy to say the least, yet there was still more of the stupid message. Lanya didn't know if she wanted to hear any more of the witch's lies. However there were things that didn't make sense, questions that remained unanswered. 'Who are they and who is my father?' She thought. Despite Lanya's thoughts about Death she had information that Lanya did not have. Carefully she eyed the thing before turning it back on. There was a new image, some mountains Lanya didn't recognize. Death appeared from the shadows. "What you heard is all true. They are called Plague, an organizition secret to even the highest of powers. It took me a long time to find out about them, The information and answers you want are with them. You must be careful they are a dangerous group, more dangerous than anything you have encountered. They are here on Wayland behind those mountains. (she points) Once you come here there will be no going back, you will be in danger. Lanya your powers are more than you know, if you come here nothing will be the same again. (a brief pause) You will not like what you find." Death said. The recording shut off. Lanya sat there staring at it. "I don't like this what else could be worst than this." She said. It seemed as though Death wasn't telling her everything. She sighed, she really didn't care at this point. Nothing right now was as bad as being in a prison. Her attention turned to the window, she didn't want to be in here anymore. Certainly away from the Thralls there would be more freedom for her anyway. Opening the window, she proceeded to go out it. It was the first time she used the window as a means of escape, but now she had a problem. How was she going to get off world? There was only on real option for her, she was going to have to hijack one of the sith fighters to get to where she wanted to go. 'Izzak is going to have a field day when he finds out what I did.' She thought. Then again she still didn't care, she was going to do it anyway. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Lanya		#2	[-]
Posts: 410 (07/14/09 02:56:37) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Very closely she hid in the darkened shadows watching the patrols of the hanger. This was going to be fun either way. She needed a means to get to the ship, get in it, and take off all before the guards got smart. The easy part would be getting to and inside it. The harder part would be she needed a means to distract them long enough to take off. Looking around carefully she needed something, she spotted that one of the poles had been left out from the hanger cleaners. She took it in her hand, very quietly she took it with her as she looked for the ship she would steal. When she found it, very carefully she crept up on it. Even tiptoeing under the ship it was difficult with the pole in her hand. Very quietly while watching the patrol she opened the ship, before getting in though she would create her distraction. It had to be long enough for her to take off at least. Getting out from under the ship very carefully still, she just couldn't risk getting caught. Taking the pole in her hand she tossed it with all her strength in the opposite direction of where she and the guard were. Quickly she got in and took off before the patrol even knew what had happened. They weren't fooled for long as they started to fire as she left with the ship. "This is hanger control turn back now or we will take you down." He said. "Go ahead. and try." She said over the com. Lanya was not really hesitating when it came to getting out of here. She was certain that control would send one or two ships at her at most, after all she was still an apprentice. That was invaluable right now with the lack of Sith already, killing one would not be well looked on. As she figured only one ship was sent after her, it paced no real fire power just enough to try and scare her back to the ground. "Turn around now, and your punishment will be less severe." The pilot said. "Oh yeah cause the prison that is my room isn't severe." Lanya said. She didn't care she wasn't going to tolerate being around Thralls for the rest of eternity. A few shots came at her, but they were not even close to hitting her. "You are going to have to do better than that if you expect me to turn." Lanya said. She had her own tricks, quickly she pulled on the ships controls to make it go straight up, then she turned sharply, coming straight at her tailer she shot at his wings. They got hit enough to make the ship turn and head back. Lanya flipped off the com, cause she didn't want to hear anything else. "I am getting to Wayland and I don't need any static about it." She said to herself as she straighted out her ship. Once outside of Ziost's atmosphere she looked up the coordinates in the computer. She had never been to Wayland, but it was possible that this ship had been or was somewhere close to where Wayland was. "Ah there you are." She said as she found it. Punching it in the ship took off. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Lanya		#3	[-]
Posts: 412 (07/14/09 15:15:23) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Lanya sat back in the pilot seat as the ship was in hyperspace. It felt good to be away from there, she flexed her arms a little. She knew she would have to return and she's no doubt get chewed out for it, none of it mattered. Even Death's warning's from the recorder didn't phase her, that woman was the last person she would listen to. She yawned as she fell asleep, it seemed that all that work had made her tired. A small beeping sound woke her up, it seemed as though the ship had made it to Wayland in one piece. Pulling out of lightspeed she slowed the ship. "It's probably not a good idea to bring this to port." She thought. The natives might see it as a sign that the Sith meant to attack the planet. Carefully she plotted a course down away from the city. Wayland was full of various terain, expecally mountains. Once landed, she grabbed a survival pack and left the ship. "Great I am supposed to find those mountains." Lanya said to herself as she looked around. She saw nothing but mountains as far as she was concerned. 'This is going to take longer than I thought.' She thought. It wasn't like she had anything better to do if she went back, so she started to walk. It would be a few hours before Lanya was already tired of walking. She sat down under a tree. "Urgh." She said in frustration. She really didn't know how she was supposed to find that set of mountians Death had pointed to. Lanya sat back against the tree trunk, trying to figure out what she was going to do. She could head towards town and maybe get directions or continue to try to figure out what mountains she was suppose to look for. "Looks like I have to get help, I don't want to be stuck here." She said to herself before pushing herself up. She began her way towards town, she only hoped she could get some help. Quietly in the shadows a figure stood watching her, it's tongue flickered in the darkness. "Cobra to baseeee Seemsss as though N51 has returneddd." A voice said quietly over the com. It was reptilan in nature, from it's slures. "Follow and bring in, do not harm." A voice answered from the other end.The shadows head turned to watch Lanya walking towards the town. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Lanya		#4	[-]
Posts: 413 (07/15/09 15:40:22) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	When she first entered town it looked quiet, there were little to no people moving around. 'Certainly isn't Tatooine.' She thought. She stopped looking when she saw the local Cantina, but even when she went inside it was quiet. People minded their own business here or at least thats how it looked to her. Very cautiously and slowly she walked up to the bar. Lanya wasn't sure how to act or even ask what she wanted. "Well hello there little lady. What can I do for you?" The bar keep asked. She was startled a little bit by his greeting. "Oh sorry there, you must be visiting, no used to our way hun." The barkeep said as it started to clean the counter. It looked wierd to her, it seemed like this creature was from Mon Calamari rather than here. "I am looking for some mountains." She finally said. The bar keep laughed. "Well we got plenty of those, though I don't know what you expect you'd do with it once you found one." It said. Lanya pulled out her holorecorder pausing it at the mountains where Death had pointed. "I am looking for these mountains." She said showing the bar keep. "Oh Wonled there (points to another wierd creature) is better at identifying the mountains than me. The creature got up and moved towards the bar keep. "You call me Frank." The creature said taking a seat at the bar. "Yeah this lady is looking for a certain set of mountains." The bar keep said. "Let me see." It said looking at the projection. "Ah yes those are the Ysumi, they would be about five hundred miles north west of here. Not sure why you'd want to go there, nothing but wasteland that way." It said. Lanya turned it off. "Metting a friend there." She lied. "Funny place to met a firend, but I gues I am not with the times as I once was." It said. "Thanks for your help." She said as she got up. "How about you eat and rest before you head out there." The bar keep said. "Thanks, but I really should go." Lanya said. She headed out of the Cantina, feeling a little better than she had in a while actually. Lanya wasn't expecting them to be so friendly. Five hundred miles northwest wasn't going to be any picnic, so she started walking. She sighed as she walked now well out of town, she was starting to wish she had taken that rest at least. "Well he wasn't lying about it being a wasteland." She said to herself. She saw literally nothing, not one shred of life. The ground seemed unusually reder than the rest of the planet at been. Lanya wasn't sure why that was, but she wasn't here to figure that out. It was pure luck that this planet didn't have tantooine's suns or she would be screwed, so she sat down. 'I am so more than silenced when I return.' She thought. This had taken longer than she had realised it would. Thinking about laying down here, she moved her bag and was going to lay down. "Well it looksssss likeeeee the prodicall daughter hassss returneddd." A voice said. Lanya instantly got up. She saw the reptilian man standing a few feet in front of her. "Who are you?" She asked. He moved to the side a little bit from where he had been. "It doessss not matterrr. Yourrr life willl be overrr and I willl be oneee againnn." He said as he drew a weapon. Lanya did not recognize the weapon, he came at her. Lanya moved, but he was naturally fast. Her arm was cut. "I didn't do anything to you." She said. She didn't even know this creature, so she didn't understand what he was so mad about. "But you did, you wereeee bornnnn." It said as he kicked at her. It hit her hard across her stomach, she gave a loud moan as it hit. "All thisssss time, you now returnnnn and you will neverrrr again be in my wayyy." He said as she slashed at her again. Lanya picked up a rock to block the slash, but the rock was toast after that. She pulled out her own blade and came at him. Her attempts to slash at him were weak at best, simply because her arm was hurting. "Weakkk as alwaysss, you are nothinggg as I knew you wereee." He said as he knocked the weapon from her hand. He pushed her to the ground hard. The lizard type being hovered around Lanya, she was beaten, bloody, and just over all no match for this being. "How they could ever think you were worth anything is beyond me. Now I will finish you and end it once and for all." It said before slashing at her one last time. Her eyes closed, but the blade was dropped to the ground. She slightly opened one eye to see the man topple over dead. "Waste of good talent, but that was his choice." A voice said. Lanya opened both eyes, she saw gray man, who was wrinkled and had a long blue beard. He was accompanied by a Rodrian female as well as another male she couldn't place. "Dlem pick her up and bring her with us." The old man said. Lanya was confused as to what just happened or who these people were. The male moved forward to pick her up. "Hey!" Lanya exclaimed. "Don't worry Lanya I will not harm you." Dlem said as he carried her. "how do you know me?" She asked. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Lanya		#5	[-]
Posts: 414 (07/15/09 20:25:44) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	At the temple... A shadow figure watched as Malak was throwing some sort of tantrum infront of Izzak who sat calmly as far as the shadow could see. Malak tossed something with the force rather harshly when he didn't get what he wanted, before storming out leaving Izzak alone. The shadow's eyes looked the room over carefully. "Planned children never come out the way you want, yet those unplanned are far more than you could imagine." A voice said from the shadows towards Izzak before taking a step into the light. It was Death, she watched Izzak closely, she wanted to see what he would do. Since their last encounter she expected him to be hostile. "I would not call your Thralls or anyone for that matter, I know this temple better than you do. (pauses) I don't know why you waste your efforts with that boy, he will never be a good Lord for the Sith." Death said. She didn't move simply waited for Izzak to respond and react. Wayland... Lanya was carried in silence to a building that was over the mountains, the same mountains Death had told her not to go. She looked stunned at how massive it was, yet no one had seen it. "Welcome home Lanya." the old man said. "You didn't tell me how you know me." She said. The old man chucked. "This is where you were born my dear." The old man said. Lanya looked around as she was taken in, it was massive inside as well. There was tubes of all kinds, animals of different species, and even some slaves. Dlem placed her down on a chair. "Wumno get some supplies to patch her up." The old man said. "Who are you?" Lanya said. He smiled. "Why my dear I am your creator." The old man said. Lanya looked confused. "Your my father?" Lanya said. Dlem chuckled with the old man. "No my dear, you are my greatest creation. The weapon I have been looking for all my life." The old man said. "Weapon? I am no weapon. I don't know what you are talking about." Lanya said still confused. "Don't worry it will become clear once we get you rest, food, and all cleaned up." The old man said. Wumno returned with something in her hand. Lanya didn't like this at all. 'Stupid why didn't you listen to her.' She thought. She got up, went to run, but was caught by Dlem. "Sorry we can't afford to lose you again." He said as Wumno stuck her. Instantly she fell asleep. "Put her in her room, when she awakes we will start." The old man said. His cheerful nature was gone, replaced by the veil of darkness. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Izaak von Schwartzkrieg		#6	[-]
Posts: 687 (07/16/09 08:37:47) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Izaak sighed inside himself as he stood up from his chair. The report that Lady Lanya had gotten away was an unfortunate incident on his part, but not wholly unexpected. She was, for all intents and purposes free to go wherever she wished to begin with, and the Thralls were there to make sure he and his men did not need to rebuild the Citadel again in case some force user or another (abundant on Ziost Citadel as one may expect), got too close to the troublesome girl. Otherwise, she was free to cause earthquakes wherever she wanted whenever she wanted. The ship she took was also not an issue. They could replace such small expenses with a click of a button. The pursuer was more to do with Malak's design. He somehow had this notion that because she was close to Lord Tigon, she was a threat. Well...who wasn't a threat to his reign here in the Sith Praexium, save his trusted business partner, Izaak von Schwartzkrieg? He hardly skippd a beat as Death came out of the shadows and into the otherwise empty Throne Room. He was alone for a reason and while this visitor was both unexpected and not the reason he was here for, he was content to be entertained for now. He had a few minutes of chit chat. "Well those who plan in the mortal realm tend to do so half with wishes and dreams and the other half in practice. One learns to fix this problem after about a thousand years or so. But yes, my brother suffered a bit from an imperfect body. It can be said it took two tries to get us right." Izaak walked over to the side of the throne room next to the Dark Lord's throne, and picked up a kettle and poured some boiled water into a tea pot. Plucking a few delicacies from the sweets tray, he placed them gingerly on a side plate while he continued to reply to his guest's statements. "The Thralls and my men are a tool to be used. You wouldn't use a tractor beam to find someone inside the Imperial Palace now would you? The same for them. I have uses for them of course. But neither of these two tools you mentioned can help me serve a guest some tea and cakes. Please feel free to take some here, the tea should be brewed in a few minutes." Opening his pocket watch, he tapped his cane that dangled from a holder on his belt as if counting the seconds away in his mind. "My client's capabilities is none of my business, my client's wishes on the other hand, is. He wanted to become the Dark Lord of the Sith. I wanted an opportunity to make use of the Sith's services to make my own ends meet. We found common ground and thus he agreed to sign a contract. To assist all who seek change is termed as 'business' in my Order. In return, I gain some useful and willing pawns in my long campaign. In the end, I constructed this new Citadel when Lord Tigon destroyed the old one. So unless my men could not comprehend my blueprints, I cannot see how you know this new Citadel facing the old citadel across the valley more than I. But let that not stop us from enjoying some afternoon tea and some chat. You seemed far too keen to silence me the last time. Sorry I had to run off like that though, my Thralls are far from perfect. If they malfunction there is only a few ways to make them stop. I had to take a dip into my special bath afterwards. Combined with your swordplay and the Thralls crushing my bones, it required a good shock to get me back into shape." Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl, Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
Lanya		#7	[-]
Posts: 415 (07/16/09 15:30:05) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"A contract is all good, but one must learn when the contract has expired. As for the Citadel.. (she slightly smiled) I know more than you think." She said. Death simply eyed Izzak, most men would be hostile towards her after what she had done. Course she had already figured out that he was not most men. "I did not come here for pleasant chit chat, simply I am here to inform you that your world is about to change. (her mood shifted) There is a organization out there right now, that's done just that. (She tossed a packet of information infront of him) They are called Plague, inside you'll see where they are. This organization is a threat to everyone, expecally to you and your future." She said. Death wasn't sure he could handle what layed for him there, she knew that Lanya hadn't and the worst was yet to come. "They have your DNA Izzak and have been playing around with it. They have no limits on what they have or will do with it." She finally came out with it. Her eyes slowly watched him to see how he would react to this news. Wayland.. Lanya sat in a room with some wierd balls, they were painted funny to say the least. "Move the balls." The old man's voice said over the intercom. Lanya just sat there, she didn't know what she was supposed to do. She could physically pick up those balls, but that wasn't what they wanted. "I can't and no matter how many times you tell me or do anything to me won't change that." She said back in a strong voice. There was no training for her yet for this type of thing from Rani, if there was. 'God I wish he was there.' She thought. Sitting there she felt helpless, there was nothing she could do not to make them let her go anyway. The old man was talking to Dlem, she could see that though the window. 'Ain't no way those balls are moving, even if I could.' She thought. Wumno opened the door. "get up." she said. Lanya wasn't going to argue, she simply didn't have the means to escape. She got up and walked with Wumno leading her back to her room. Shoving Lanya inside she slammed the door. This room was a prison, there was no window, the only means was out the door in which she came. She sighed as she sat down on the hard bed. Right now she was really starting to wish she was back at the temple. Things now didn't seem so bad ther compaired to here, but she saw no means of getting free. 'What am I going to do?' She thought. She really needed to figure out something, at least before they started doing worst things to her. With limited powers at her control, she really didn't see a way of escape without help anyway. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Izaak von Schwartzkrieg		#8	[-]
Posts: 691 (07/16/09 15:50:00) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	While he was mixing his tea together, adding some sugar and milk, he listened to her story and in all honesty, he almost spat the tea he had put into his mouth in his guest's face. It was all he could do to keep the drink where it belonged. The genetic data of his body was the genetic data of Azurael Roktar, the creator. While he had little reason to doubt the information was accurate, he seriously did not know who would specifically target his genetics without knowing beforehand his agenda. Putting the matter aside for now, he placed his cup next to the table and picked the packet up. Looking over the details, he whistled in acknowledgement. He had not heard of this Plague before, and probably even if he did, he would have dismissed it as unimportant. Except now, he was being informed that his future was in jeopardy. "Well regardless of my future, which is quite secure I assure you. The fact that they have my genetic codes is a bit awkward now isn't it? I mean, who wouldn't want an army of me running around? But to play around with my perfect DNA, its like asking for a masterwork painting to be splashed with random paint! Unfortunately, I am having my hands full as it is. Lord Malak has demanded I get Lanya back. I say let her do as she pleases, whether she dies or comes back stronger is in all honesty up to her. But the Dark Lord believes she is hiding something that his predecessor hid from him or whatever. Such nonesense is even if true, something to look forward to. So I must be headed to Wayland to see where she has gottern herself to immediately. Can't trust any of my men to deal with these subtle convincing. Yes I will have to deal with this bog standard doomsday warning later I'm afraid. Once I get Lady Lanya back, I will look into this right away as part of my own interests in this organization. Tell me, Madame Death, what you are expecting from informing me of this mild irritation?" Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl, Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
Lanya		#9	[-]
Posts: 416 (07/16/09 21:24:15) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"It is not the army you should worry about, but that which destroys the army. I warn you they are not to be underestimated by any means. (pauses) As for Lanya..the apple does not fall far from the tree, her powers are more than Malak could handle. You of all people should know what little control she has right now does." She said as she turnned towards the shadow in which she had appeared. "I want nothing, except for you to know that Malak will fall hard and quite possibly it will be your hands that cause the fall." She said before stepping into the shadow. With that she was gone almost as quickly as she appeared. Wayland.. 'Now this is really stupid.' She thought as she hung upside down in the middle of the room. Dlem circled her with a weapon in his hand. "Free yourself." He said. "I can't." She said. He hit her hard. "Do not say you can't do it." He said. "I can't." Lanya said. He hit her again. "Your not listening." he said. Lanya was getting angry, she felt the pain within surging a little. "No it's you who isn't listening. I said I can't!" she shouted. Her eyes flickered black, for a brief moment the building seemed to shake. Quickly though she regained control, but a few glass bottles had broken in that brief moment. Dlem looked up at the old man, who seemed shocked and pleased at the same time. "Take her down and put her in the hole." The old mand said over the intercom. Dlem took her down,then carried her from the room to this cellar. Placing her inside, he closed and locked it behind him. The room had a window, but it was to small and incredibly strong. 'At least I can see now.' She thought as she looked at all the tubes. 'What the hell do they want or even expect me to do I am not a weapon.' She thought. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Izaak von Schwartzkrieg		#10	[-]
Posts: 692 (07/17/09 01:41:09) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	As his guest returned to the shadow, Izaak looked over to his open pocket watch and shrugged. "What do you think, Reuentahl?" "I think she still needs to learn a few basics. Such as listening for hints from a very kind and generous mastermind." The skeletal image of Reuentahl appeared over the pocket watch as the reason for its opening became apparent. The two of them had kept the comm lines open for the majority of the conversation and the Obsidian Lord was left there with an uncaring look to his face. "Threat assessment of this plague." "Minimal. From the data that you have sent me, it appears as if they are trying to create some sort of weapon. It does not appear to have any other purpose other than to create this weapon. Its nature is as of right now unknown. She seems to be interested in emphasising the danger it poses to you, my Liege...but while this may have been true before the Phanius incident, it no longer is the case. We have perfected your nanomachine technology. No biological or chemical weaponry designed against your genetic code will function for long and at most it will be a minor irritation. The Decentralisation of the Sith Praexium and the dissipation of the Dark Council to their respective dominions and power bases are well underway. I believe it is within your immediate schedule to go and do the Dark Lord's bidding. I will transmit the trajectory of Lady Lanya to the Obsidian Eye. I will also upload this information on the Plague to said ship. As of right now no Sith forces are available for this assignment. The Thralls are recovering but I am afraid with the exception of the dozen or so deployed, we are overstretched." Izaak shrugged the concerned Reuentahl off as he assured his chief vassal that he was headed there alone. Lanya was in need of lecturing but in this instance, there was need for persuasion. Also, there seemed to be some sort of agreement between the lesser creatures of this Galaxy that their future God was unable to do anything by himself. Well, he didn't mind that, but if he had no pawns to help him in this endeavour, didn't mean he was powerless to do anything. As he walked through the corridors of the new Citadel, he continued to issue orders on what to do in his absense. "If I do not report back in a few days time, send for a search party to Wayland. Also keep track of where my meditation sphere is at all times. I wouldn't want to float around in the voids of space for too long just because I was caught in a pirate's interdiction field." With that, Izaak boarded his mditation sphere, the Obsidian Eye. The customised sphere was slightly larger than the usual counterparts, giving him extra room to relax and enjoy the flight with. Several droids were built into the ship as its constant crew. Including a protocol droid that doubled as a service droid, and of course a dedicated pilot droid. Izaak was no pilot, he could control the ship if he wanted to, but he did not consider such menial tasks to be his calling. It lifted off once the master was seated in his throne, a duplicate of the ones aboard the Deus Ex Machina. Like his throne room, this could also serve as a mobile command center. Just it was a bit cramped. With that, Izaak's little maiden voyage would begin with a trip to Wayland. Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl, Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
Lanya		#11	[-]
Posts: 417 (07/18/09 05:32:16) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	She felt the shock of electric prod down her side. "STOP IT!" She shouted. Her eyes flickered, but they returned normal with no mishab. This time the Rodrian female carried the object that was toturing her. "So I see this is what makes you work, anything that will anger you. Not expected, but no matter. We need to see what else causes you to go off. I suppose you won't tell me." The old man said as he pawed Lanya. "Go to hell." Lanya said then spit in his face. The old man simply wiped it off. "I didn't think you would, so I had Dlem here do a little prying. Seems as though you made quite a mess at a cantina." The old man said. He started flashing pictures of the crater and destruction you caused. Then he showed her other pictures, the ones before she had any control what so ever. "I personally like those, but the crater wasn't bad either. Seems like force users also make your powers explode. Which is quite good, considering who your father is, not even half his age and your destruction is well on it's way to passing his." The old man said. Lanya simply stared at him, she didn't really care about what he said, after all it was probably nothing but lies. 'You said that about the witch remember and look where that got you.' She thought. "What do you want from me?" Lanya asked. She felt she had a right to know, after all there was nothing else she could do. "Why my dear to control the galaxy of course. Think of it no more need for armys, politics, or even the poor." The old man said. "Its called the Empire, what makes your plan so different." Lanya said. "I am not the emperor, besides a huge weapon is different from a weapon that can blend in. Also I don't rely on my minions to do my work. Everything here is built by me in someway. The defenses here are top of the line I have everything from air to walls to even underground traps. There isn't anything or any one getting in here without me knowing. If by some phantom chance they get past those defenses, that's what my animals are for. Hybrid beasts, crazed and numerous, they will kill anything that is an intruder. Even if they survive hundreds of thousands of those beasts, they still have to contend with my defenses here. There is nothing that will get through unscathed if not destoried by the time they reach the inner defense." The old man said. She wasn't impressed, it seemed no different than the Empire's plan at one point. However he did have this more thought out than the Emperor did. "Seems like we need a force user to control her on of switch." Dlem said. the old man moved. "I'll start creating one, mean while we'll see if something else doesn't set her off. Wumno take her to the manur." The old man said. The rodrian put the pole away, before taking Lanya away. She carried her out and up stairs to a box, it was very small in size. Infact it was so small Lanya couldn't stand in it, Wumno tossed her in. Once again the door was closed and locked. 'Oh yay, now i can't stand.' She thought. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Izaak von Schwartzkrieg		#12	[-]
Posts: 695 (07/18/09 14:08:01) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Izaak sipped a glass of red wine with added tablets that made the liquid viscous and black. An open bottle and a box of tablets stood on a small table by his Throne's side while he looked out to the multi-coloured tunnel that was served as his second home. He tapped his cane attached to his belt via a clasp as if listening to an unheard music. His trenchcoat appeared to sway from side to side as if he was ever so slightly dancing. "Wayland...Ojoster sector, Outer Rim Territories. A 6'500 kilometer temperate world of forests and mountains. Its local day cycle is 23 standard hours with 353 local days forming a year. Two major native species exist in the form of the Myneyrsh; a tall thin humanoid species with four arms, and the Psadan; a stocky, humanoid rock-like creatures. Humans serve as the major colonist species.All three major species have been noted to be of a low technological advancement. Evidence of Human civilization levels of their first colonisation appear to indicate that the humans degenerated into primitives when the planet was lost due to a filing error. Ever since its rediscovery by the common masses, traffic has increased in that system..." Izaak downed his alcoholic ooze and walked over to the small side table to pour himself another glass. He added a healthy doze of tablets to it that dissolved as it made contact with the wine and he swirled it around until it became viscous once again. "Computer, enough briefing on the target destination. Has the Deus Ex Machina located the stolen Sith ship?" A long pause as Izaak returned to his favoured place just in front of the pristine viewport of the meditation sphere, just as the computer began to answer, a red count down timer appeared through a holographic projection. "My Liege. We are about to exit hyperspace. Please prepare for your visit to Wayland." "The homing beacon has identified that the ship has yet to leave Wayland. It is located near a small settlement of colonists..." "Good. Land in the middle of their settlement. Let that girl know we have arrived to pick her up. If she runs, so be it. If she comes quietly, even better. Is she resists...well...Its not like she can do much...oh...wait..." Izaak sighed as he shook his head for his lack of forethought. Nonetheless, he put his now empty glass down and sat himself on his Obsidian throne. The red numbers reached zero moments later and the Obsidian Eye jumped out of hyperspace. It took a cruising speed towards said settlement. Seemingly content to ignore any other traffic that may have spotted the Sith Meditation Sphere. Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl, Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
Lanya		#13	[-]
Posts: 419 (07/19/09 01:58:25) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"Lord Calmer, we have identified an incoming craft to the planet." Dlem said to the old man showing him a live view of the sphere. "Ah seems like he's here. After a few days learning his lesson in the ver see if Cobra will take care of him." Lord Calmer said as he continue working on a tube. Dlem bowed, then walked away. "Few weeks and my tests will be complete, then the true work can begin." Lord Calmer said to himself as he carefully eyed the tube. Dlem opened the ver, it was full of spikes, on small move could end a life. Tossing a ladder down it Dlem waited as Cobra climbed. "You have your chance to redeem yourself. He's here, Calmer wants him taken care of. Do it or do not come back." Dlem said. Cobra's eyes focused. "With pleasureeee." Cobra said and left quickly. Dlem shut the door to the ver and returned. Cobra moved quite fast with a speeder, he moved to get himself in place. he would wait for the right moment to jump the unwanted guest on the planet. Lanya sat in a chair with wierd tubes wrapped around her, none of them were stuck in her, not yet anyway. She really didn't understand the purpose of this, she felt no different, if anything her inner pain was dimished more than it had been. She hadn't told them about how she felt pain inside from her powers and she doubted seriously that they could tell from any test they did so far. Still Lanya didn't know what she was supposed to do, there was simply now way she was escaping, even now with no one in site. The door seemed to mess with the rest of the room, she couldn't even see a door handle of any kind. Even is she could the tubes weighed her down considerably. She sighed, uncertain of how long she was supposed to stay here. Suddenly though her pain level rose, just a little. 'What is it?' She thought. She closed her eyes to feel the force for a moment, someone was here. Lanya closed her eyes trying to identify who it could be, but as her pain tried to surge the tubes seemed to constrict it. Her eyes opened as she lost her connection. 'Oh well someone is here, maybe I'll get lucky...(her thoughts turned) Aww it's probably just a sith though.. Still..' She thought. Anything was better than where she was, she would accept whatever punishment the Sith had happily. 'Just hope it's someone who can get me out or they'll be screwed too.' She thought. Her body shivered at the thought, they would use that force user to test her with. With her control though she would be able to handle them as long as they weren't super powerful. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Izaak von Schwartzkrieg		#14	[-]
Posts: 696 (07/20/09 03:58:08) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	The easy to spot sphere, its main body alone was ten meters in diameter, slowly descended through the atmosphere meeting little to no resistance. Its leathery wing-like sails folded away with the rise of atmospheric winds creating the image of a floating eye-ball ever more potent. as it crested over the last mountains, it arrived over the abandoned Sith vessel, and then it descended upon the village. At the site of the village, Izaak noticed that several people outside were quickly moving into their little huts and he himself left his designated berth and moved past the pit that held the peculiar pilot droid of his. With control panels placed in a circular manner, three droid-torsoes with their ownn set of arms and heads hurriedly controlled the actual ship and all its functions. "My Liege. How shall we proceed once you disembark?" Izaak looked over to one of the security cameras that dotted the ship, this was his protocol droid that doubled as the main AI Human interface of this ship. Izaak was fully aware of the fact that there was another entity aboard that was of Sith origins. He could not commune with it yet, but he could hear some whispering in the background. He meant it no disrespect and it understood his intent. So it had allowed him to modify it to suit his needs. "Once you comfirm my disembarkment, you will fold the boarding ramp and head up to orbit. Contact Reuentahl and the Praexium. Ask for a transport with an AFUTU squad aboard with space for a few people. I will call you when I need you." "Comfirmed, my Lord. Have a nice day." The airlock opened and Izaak unbuckled his cane. As he stepped out onto the ramp, the airlock closed again behind him. The winds helped sweep his hair into shape. Tapping his cane against the ramp, he descended onto the open area in the middle of the village, the ramp already going back up as he stepped off. He spotted a sort of tavern off to the side of the square, and proceeded to walk towards it. He could already feel the stares of the villagers marked upon him and he simply ignored them. The black meditation sphere floated up and already making its way back into orbit. The Obsidian Lord walked into the tavern unhindered thus far and looked around him. Wondering if there be a barkeep or owner to ask if they had seen Lanya. He had a holographic image of her from a security footage of the new Citadel. If they were unco-operative, then he would have to think of something to do. He never really trusted his archives no matter how up to date they were. You never knew how primitive 'primitive' was. Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl, Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
Lanya		#15	[-]
Posts: 421 (07/20/09 23:05:26) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Wonled eyed Izzak as he entered, the bar keeper Frank was on break. "Can I help you?" He asked. Sniffing sounds came from behind Izzak, as Frank slithered in. His tentacles squeezed around Izaak to get in. "He smells like the young woman, You her father?" Frank asked as he moved across the floor, it was like an octopus. Lanya was tired and that was apperent, she hadn't gotten a go night sleep since getting here. Her stomach growled at her angry, also hadn't eatten well since being here. All they did was test, test, test, and she was tired of it. "NO! Damn it." The old man yelled as he smashed something. "Oh well back to the drawing board with that. Dlem despose of it." The old man said. Lanya watched as Dlem carried a sack from the other room. The old man followed. "Well back to you my dear. (walkes towards Lanya) Well this won't do at all. Wumno!" He yelled. The Rodrain walked in from the opposite side of where the old man had entered. "Why is she weak!" The old man said pointing at Lanya. "Lack of sleep and food." She said. "Bring her food, she'll rest while we test." The old man said. Wumno left. "Don't worry my dear, well have you ready before my force user will be." The old man said. Wumno returned rather quickly with some food and past it to the old man. He carefully inspected the food. "I see it all in order." He said before giving it to Lanya. She didn't care what was in it, she was simply to tired and hungry to care. She ate it rather quickly, almost taking the old man's hand with it. "Careful now I need that to complete you." He said with a slight chuckle. After she was done Lanya almost instantly fell asleep, the food was laced with sleep aids as well as other pills. "Wumno hand me the syringe, we'll get this out of the way while she rests." Calmer said. She handed him a syringe with a tray of bottles. All of them were different colors. "Not to have any bad reactions, we'll test them on her blood." Calmer said as he was prepping her arm. He took the syringe to stick her, drawing some blood. He could see the orangish red nature it came out in. He separated the blood into the different bottles. Very carefully he watched as he mixed them each separately. "Not that one, or that one. Well we cant use those. Seems like only these three will work, need to see though if they are bad combined." He said. Very carefully he took one bottle and pured it into another, then watched. After that he took the same bottle and poured it into the last option. The process was repeated till all possible combinations were done, in the end one bottle was used. "Well see she drinks this when she wakes up, make sure to disguse it." He said handing Wumno the bottle. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Izaak von Schwartzkrieg		#16	[-]
Posts: 698 (07/22/09 05:05:47) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Izaak looked around him half with wonder half with an unease that bordered on disgust but he quickly composed himself and looked to the two creatures. Before he could answer the first question with a query as to the whereabouts of Lanya, he was asked what he never expected. "I am looking for a young girrl named Lanya. Long dark hair, fair skin, looks like this." He opened his datapad and projected a holographic image of Lanya before the two creatures. "As for your query. I am not her father. I am afraid I have had no daughters in my life." The two creatures, did not seem convinced but Wonled admitted he had met the girl, who was looking for a set of mountains the Ysumi. About five hundred miles north-west of the settlement. Izaak gaped at the thought of having to have to walk five hundred miles, he considered taking his sphere but he decided against that. Chances were that Lanya would have walked, and thus leading to his need to find her, not fly over her and let her hide too well. He thanked the two for their assistance and he considered giving them a few credits, but decided against that, considering the currency here was different. Heading out to the village center, he flipped open his datapad again and checked to see the local map. Heading North west, he rushed off at a half sprint. It did not take him long to cover a few miles as he continued to sprint through the forested region. The challenge was going to be after he reached the marshes...or so he thought. The nanomachines were busy keeping his body under control as he continued his fast pace. He himself did not tire, at least not so easily. His nanomachines only needed energy from time to time and most of it was made by his body temperature anyways. they usually leeched all warmth from his body leaving him deathly cold to the touch. As he continued on, night began to fall and as he was contemplating resting for the night, he stopped to look around his surroundings. He skidded to a halt just as a shadow crashed where he would have been had he continued to run. Some sort or Reptillian humanoid creature looked back at him in bewilderment at Izaak's luck. In his hands he carried some sort of vibroblade and a electric sword/prod. Before Izaak could ask a query as to what the reptile was doing here, he had to grab the two swords with his hands. Even with his enhanced strength, he barely stopped the blade. Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl, Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
Lanya		#17	[-]
Posts: 423 (07/23/09 05:15:01) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	"You shall nottttt passsss Obsidiannnnn Lord." Cobra hisses at Izzak as he pushed hard. Cobra was not going to let Izzak pass unless he was dead. He would redeem himself for his past digression against Lord Calmer's weapon. Lanya woke up, it seemed to her like a life time had past as she woke. She rubbed her head slightly as some pain surged. She could feel that the force user was getting close just by the simple degree of the pain she felt. "Here." Wumno said handing Lanya a glass. She eyed Lanya closely as she took the glass from her. Uncertain what it was Lanya eyed the inside of the cup, it looked like ale almost. Taking a slight sip, it had a wierd after taste. "Can I just get water?" Lanya asked. Wumno just stood there simply waiting for her to finish the glass. She sighed. 'I don't like this, but what am I going to do.' Lanya thought. Giving into demands was not in Lanya's nature, but without means of defense what was she supposed to do. Her eyes flickered black, taking the glass she tossed it at Wumno. "I am not drinking it." Her unworldly voice said. Wumno was set back, but quickly left. Lanya's eyes returned normal. 'Good job.' She thought. There was no telling what would happen now. "All defense are up active and ready to go. I even have the shuttle ready incase." Dlem said. The old man moved around a table. "Good, I will not rely on Cobra, most likely he will be beaten." Lord Calmer said. Wumno rushed into the room. "I am sorry my Lord, but she tossed the drink at me, her eyes turned, and talked wierd." Wumno said catching her breath.Calmer eyed her for a moment, but then grabbed a bottle. "I will see this myself." Lord Calmer said as he walked around the table to leave. Dlem followed him as he walked down the hall to where Lanya was. Calmer opened the door to see Lanya just sitting there. Lanya watched as Calmer and Dlem entered closing the door behind them. "I hear you won't drink this." The old man said. "I don't want it." She said. The old man eyed Dlem, before turning his eyes back to her. "Surely though you must be thirsty after all you ate, then slept." The old man said. She simply watched him, she wouldn't deny it, but she wasn't touching what that was. "Come on it won't harm you." The old man said. "You drink it then." Lanya said crossing her arms over her midsection. "Dlem." The old man said. Dlem walked over to grab her and hold her. Lanya struggled, but she simply could not take him. "Now open." The old man said. Her eyes flickered black again. "Go to hell." the voice said as she kicked the old man in the mouth. Dlem quickly tied her legs down after as the old man rubbed his jaw. "Now I see what Wumno spoke of, quite unexpected. I'll have to study this more, before tests can be completed. Let her go Dlem, she'll get thristy enough eventually." The old man said as he turned to leave, Dlem followed. She was left alone. 'God whoever you are better get here, before they know about my pain problem.' She thought. Lanya shivered a little at the thought of what they would do. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Izaak von Schwartzkrieg		#18	[-]
Posts: 705 (07/23/09 08:33:22) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Izaak looked back at the lizard-man and he seemed to drift his attention to where he would have met such a bizzare creature before. He looked more lizard than man on the ratio for trandoshans...and he did not remember doing them any wrong in the past. The lizard also knew him by his real name, which meant that he had to have met him about a century prior... "Well that just adds to my questio-oof!" He was pushed back a good three meters or so as his opponent kicked him in the abdomen. His senses informed him that his midsection was feeling symptoms of pain. A sennsory warning that he immediately ignored. Brushing off the dust and grime on his trench coat thanks to that kick, he gingerly took his cane out at the same time. "Can't have you die so I guess I will just have to batter you a bit..." Unsheathing his cane-sword, he clasped his sheath back simultaneously, the nanomachines in his body preparing him for combat, increasing his skin's durability and regeneration rating. He swung his sword before him in a form of salute and took a stance similar to a fencing style of ancient nobles. The Lizard attacked him with the electric sword and he tapped it away with his arm, making sure to hit it in its broad side rather than its cutting edge. as expected, electric shocks transfered over to Obsidian, burning his coat, blazer, and shirt and his skin. If the Lizard was expecting a negative effect from this, he was to be sadly mistaken. "I was wondering how to recuperate the depleted energy. This sword/prod of yours will be most useful. I will have to borrow it after your submission." The Lizard, Obsidian guessed, was fast. Faster than your average individual. He was also quite strong and agile, leading to a dangerous adversary. Unfortunate was the only thought on the Obsidian Lord's mind, it simply meant they were on equal terms. Like many creatures he had met over the years, the Lizard excelled in combat solely due to his extra features. In another words, his opponent was relying too much on its own speed, strength and dexterity. "Whoever taught you swordplay should have stuck to basics. You rely too much on your physical abilities." Parrying another swing from the Lizard, Obsidian let the lizard falter forwards, quickly circling on his toe to bring his sword around from the Lizard's unprotected back. It sliced cleanly through the lower vertibrae, which would sever his contact with his lower body. In effect paralysing the Lizard. "Can't have you running away now can I? Also cannot have you die too quickly. I am looking for a girl you see. Perhaps you have seen such a long dark haired young girl with pale skin?" Showing the holographic image of Lanya, he awaited for the lizard's answer. Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl, Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.
Lanya		#19	[-]
Posts: 425 (07/23/09 22:12:38) Lanya Kazumious Sith Apprentice Unique flower Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Cobra laughed. "Tryingggg to reclaimmm what wasssss never yoursssss. She isss property of Lordddd Calmerrr, you cann not haveee her backk." Cobra sneared at Izzak. He tried to crawl and move, but couldn't do much without his legs. Lanya was trying to open the door, she had found were it was, but it was locked from the outside. 'God damn it.' She thought as she kicked the door. It simply wouldn't budge, she turned looking for something she could possibly use to open the door with. There wasn't much a bed at most, but the material wasn't very strong from what Lanya saw. 'The stupid dead Lizard has my blade.' She thought. Not seeing any real way out she tried pulling an arm off the bed frame. It was flimsy at best, but she took it and twisted it. Going up to where the door was she stuck it carefully in the crack trying to break the lock. After a few attempts and twists later she finally got it open. She walked out, only to turn into Dlem who picked her up. "PUT ME DOWN!" She yelled as she kicked him while he was carrying her. Dlem carried her to a chair where he strapped her down, before walking away. "Damn you bastard!" She screamed at him. She struggled against the straps to no avail, she could hear them in the other room. The old man walked into the room where she was. "Getting creative, should have designed you with no free will, but then I wouldn't have a funtional weapon now would I. I think it's time we got you that drink." The old man said. Dlem already had the glass in his hand, handing it to the old man. "Now we can do this the easy way, where you take this and drink it or we force it down your throat. What will be your choice?" The old man said. Lanya didn't want anything shoved down her throat coarse she didn't want the thing either. "Fine I'll drink the damn thing, just free me." She said. "How do I know you won't try and run?" The old man asked. "Cause he would just catch me again." She said refering to Dlem. The old man nodded to Dlem to undo her restraints. Rubbing her arms after she was free the old man held the glass infront of her. 'How easy it would be to break that in his hands.' She thought. It wouldn't do her any good though she wouldn't get very far. Lanya took the glass and slowly drank it. She didn't like the taste of the stuff, but she finished the glass. The old man took the glass from her after she was finished before any bright ideas came to her. Her pain surged after a few minutes, her eyes flickered from black to red several times, a loud scream came from her. It was the first expression of her pain that had ever accorded, she held the chair as she screamed in pain. Dlem and Calmer had stepped back as she wouldn't stop screaming. Calmer grabbed another syringe, grabbing her arm he stuck her with it. In the pure moment, Lanya hit him making him fly across the room. After a few moments she finally stopped screaming, her eyes flickered again a few times, before she fell unconsious. Lord Calmer got up, his cheek was bleeding from where she had hit him. "That wasn't supposed to happen." Dlem said. As Lord Calmer composed himself he went over to retrieve the syringe. "No it wasn't, seems our weapon has another trigger that she wasn't telling us about. I'll need to figure out why that is, but keep her here. Restrain her if you need to." Lord Calmer said as he walked away. *Quote:* What is normal? For the rarest of flowers is also different. Often they are the most dangerous as well.
Izaak von Schwartzkrieg		#20	[-]
Posts: 708 (07/24/09 03:02:43) Reply Quote More My Recent Posts Message Me Connection Blocking Invite Ignore User's Posts	Wrestling the prod/sword from the Lizard, Izaak nodded in approval at his new toy's unwillingness to submit. prodding himself in the arm where his clothes were already burned, he revitalized his nanomachines. Meanwhile, he kept a firm grip over the lizard's limp left leg. "I thank you for providing for my dinner. Now I intend to rest for the night. Far too dangerous to be sprinting in the dark and I was concerned about a lack of companionship. I would be much obliged if you would join me. Ever tried running an electric current through a lizard? I know I have tried it on people. They make such a lovely sound." A sadistic smile appeared over Izaak's face as he pulled the lizard to his side and began to prod him. always mentioning how easy it would be for him to suddenly feel the need to rest if the Lizard just gave him a few directions to the whereabouts of Lanya or this Calmer. It did not take him long to realise the reptile had a nice regeneration capability. So he quickly cut a few more points in the vertibrae to make sure his new pet would not run off, and then began to pierce a few places in the arms, hands, fingers, and other non-vital body parts with the vibroblade. Before he could finish this, however, an unusual pain was registered in his head. The pain was not his own for he enjoyed its sensation, but of someone else...That of his query. "I just had a sensation of my query, my good Lizard. I have an urge to go to it...Sorry for not being able to play with you all the way. I must say good bye for now." With a flick of his wrist, he beheaded the lizard with his own vibroweapon, and then disposing of such a senseless weapon, he picked up his cane-sword and wiped the blood off of the blade. Sheathing it back, he began to run. Better to run while you had the vague idea of where your query was at, then when you had no idea at all. Ignes Natura Renovatur Integra Top: Azurael Roktar, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Moonstone Middle: Izaak von Schwartzkrieg the Obsidian Lord Bottom Left: Duke Geherin Zenos the Last Noble of Commenor, Otto von Reuentahl, Bottom Right: Benjamin Cromwell, Schultz Sarath, The Twins Tiferet and Chesed Doctor Varz is Shy. He did not want to participate in the Group Montage.

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