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Post by Jarai Telo on Oct 19, 2008 0:46:33 GMT -7
Something stepped from Jarai's usual, sporadic, random mood switching woman she usually was. Something broke the shell, Skywalker. A truth in form of who Jarai was took over, a haunting of her old self, Kiana, crawled from the protective covering. Jarai hadn't always been someone who enjoyed the hunt for raw emotions to fuel the dark side, who drew angry from the slightest things one did wrong, who sought out to be the public enemy.
Her sure posture went rigid. With a blink, the glass stone of her eye melted to uncertainty. Her hands slipped from her hips. The hard pounding of her heart was in her ears, blocking out all sound but his words to allow him to serve her, or kill him on the spot. Her eyes shut tightly and she stepped forward slowly, as if a fast movement would send the blade to his heart, and the talented being to his grave. She knelt in front of him, taking her hand and laying it over his hands.
"That... is unneccessary," she said, her voice small. Gently than believed of a Sith, she pushed the blade until it was no longer a threat to his life. Once again, they made eye contact. Jarai's seemed concerned, fear lingering among them. "You are not the arrogant fool I thought you were."
A different Jarai. Kiana was her name.
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Darth Wodahs
Padawan/ Apprentice
You wouldn't like me without my coffee...
I am as Lightning...and you...are dead
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Post by Darth Wodahs on Oct 19, 2008 0:55:19 GMT -7
He stared at her, his amber eye's lighting in color. He stares into her eye's. Intriuged byond measure. He moves the sword to it's original position for her to take. In sparing him, she had chosen to except his offer, wether she realized it or not. His eye's showed no hint of the man Wodahs. He is now simply the former padawan Ichigo, his eye's shifting to the color blue, as pure as the un-poluted sky. Calm, and tranquil. He had the oddest feeling as he looked into her black eye's flecked with gold. Somthing that seemed to click in his mind...somthing that felt oddly right,
"Unneccessary it may be, Jarai..but it is all the same"--his tone, like his eye's are calm and tranquil.--"I wish to serve you, as your body guard...your friend..and possibly more...but only if you allow it...Kiana"--he knew not were the name came from. I sprung from his lips as if he had always known it.
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Post by Jarai Telo on Oct 19, 2008 1:31:22 GMT -7
Kiana... The last to call her by that name had been Grair. Grair was now dead, refusing for her to aid in healing him when a bomb exploded before his feet. That had been almost four years now. Then, on the battle field, she had been as caring appealing as she was now on Skywalker saying he'd take his life. Grair had died, breathing the name she should have always been just before he became one with the Force.
The blade. Jarai looked at it for a couple of minutes. "Your blade belongs to you. I have no use for it." She looked back at his face. Her hands hung over the sword but refused to take it from him. "Use it while you be my shadow, as you were tonight. As long as you don't threaten suicide again with it."
She thought the way his eyes had turned was a little bizarre, and the complicated strategy of her mind tried to create a way to explain it. She couldn't. Instead, she pulled her hands to herself. The coals of the died fire reheated, and Jarai's random behavior picked up again as Kiana heaved her sigh.
"As we know, someone of this talent has use for greater in life than he does in death." really, she was conscious of what had just happened. "And what you saw was for your eyes only." Jarai rocked onto her heels and to her feet, standing confidently once more, proud as her stance defined her as.
"If the rest of the Sith knew I had... a... uh... a soft spot, that could ruin the image and reputation set for me. I'd just have to prove them wrong, and I will definitely come for your neck."
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Darth Wodahs
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Post by Darth Wodahs on Oct 19, 2008 21:33:26 GMT -7
You have already made the choice...the moment you touched my blade...I became yours to command. I will do as you ask...all that you ask"--he rises to his feet, and steps back. He swings his blade, clearing it of blood and re-sheathing it upon his back.
"You secret is safe with me..for as you see in my eye's..I have one of my own"--his eye's are still startlingly blue. If any knew, that Wodahs...has any weakness..even this one..then they would try and claim my life and I am no good to you dead"
A smile crosses his lip's as he steps forward to her, and moves his lips close to her's..but doesn't kiss her again..but holds the kiss..and lets her decide weather or not she will kiss him.
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Post by Jarai Telo on Oct 19, 2008 21:58:58 GMT -7
"Then we are at an agreement." A sharp nod was what he received for saying such words. She still didn't like the idea of someone, especially Wodahs, committing their life to her. Willingly, that is. Those in Evolve, she had control of them, but it was by their choice to serve under her kind of dictating rule. This was a bit... Scratch that, A LOT different.
Her thoughts and decisions and beliefs on Wodahs were changing. He had been an idiot earlier. And now... By Mandalore, he was bowing to her! Their conversation in the early afternoon had him suggesting she be bowing before him. Well, he had beaten her.
As for the closeness, it was tempting. Very tempting. But no. She placed her palm on his chest and pushed him back, her expression saying all that need to be said: denial.
"Well, first... I would really like to be back down on a walking path. I need to get to the temple. I have situations that need to be resolved tomorrow at an early hour." Seriously, being on a building some hundred thousand kilometers in the air did not appeal to Jarai.
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Post by Darth Wodahs on Oct 19, 2008 22:16:24 GMT -7
Nod's curtly, his eye's suddenly amber once again..He takes hold of her, and in the blink of an eye they are back by the dead sithling's. He retrieves his previously discarded mask, and takes the light-sabers from the five he had killed--"it would not do, to have some thug taking these"--he says by way of explanation.
He takes a square device from his belt, and presses a button. Soon enough, a black..very high priced air speeder comes into view. --"would you like a ride??"-- he asks, tossing the saber's into the trunk.
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Post by Jarai Telo on Oct 19, 2008 22:42:02 GMT -7
"No, I'll walk back." She wanted to reflect, to think about this rather odd day. She had last minute planning to do as well. She had already spoken to Raynia about her leave to find this tomb. Now that the holocron was in her hands, Jarai could do that much easier now. To study the holocron shouldn't take her long if she devoted herself. She really had nothing better to do except maybe wait to be sent on a mission or go around killing unworthies.
Jarai stood by a particular corpse, the one she had electrified into a deformed mass. He was painfully close to the edge that fell below to the rest of Coruscant. With a slight nudge of her foot, she sent to body toppling the side. Turning around, she expected a 'was that REALLY necessary' reaction from Wodahs. With a shrug and the beginnings of a wicked smile, she started to walk.
Hopefully the shriveled body will bring someone great fear. Demented young woman. But, what could she say? She enjoyed the most cruel things in life.
"Oh, and you can pick up the lightsabers of the other five if you wish. If not, some thug can pick them up and chop off his own head. I've seen such attempt to take them apart and it explodes in their faces. Quite humorous, really."
Mood swing, a complete morbid one.
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Post by Darth Wodahs on Oct 19, 2008 23:07:24 GMT -7
He watches her, and chuckles, retrieving the saber's. He looks at the other bodies, and snaps his finger's, all nine catching on fire, and in a matter of minutes are nothing more than nine piles of ash. He clicks the button again, and the speeder takes off. He places his mask back on, and nodded to Jarai. The he ...as he called it, and not its original name :Shadow Steps back to were they had been. 100 meter's up. He watches her.
He goes over his own feeling's and emotions. He had let more show than he had ever intended to. Much much more. But she had showed him something he was sure no other sith had seen. She was indeed...human, as she now knew about him.
He follow's her closely, allowing her to see him from time to time. He is once again, her Dark Guardian Angel
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