Myriad Reckonings

ChieTheWriter · 2024-05-09T15:24:30Z

The moonlight glistened on the surface of Atoa's moon. It was cold, the planet and her moons were so far from their sun that they were forever cold. But there was little moisture on this moon to freeze. It was even colder at night, but Sirejj preferred the shadows. His bright green eyes could see well in the dark. And this exploration must be quick and silent, for he was being hunted. Hunted by two or three this time, he supposed. They had somehow discovered that magic wasn't the only power he could wield. Magic was a part of the force, but it was not the brutish, violent Dark Side to which these crude Sith were accustomed. It was a delicate, beautiful, but dangerous strength that destroyed the minds of an opponent rather than snapping their neck. The Sith seemed to enjoy that practice specifically. Imperials. Always poking their noses where they don't belong. This was a sacred place, where magic flowed from deep within the moon. But it wasn't a power that the Empire understood, only one they'd heard of. He knew these inquisitors, being the mindless lurker hounds they were, knew nothing of the beauty of this moon, no. They were after their target. After him. The wielders of magic had been stamped out almost has fiercely as the Jedi since the beginning of the Empire's reign, even before. Anything that the Empire could not control, it eradicated. It had been close to a decade since the appearance of the inquisitors, but their numbers had exploded. Never in all of his knowledge of history could he think of a time where so many Sith crawled around the galaxy, hunting and killing by order of their master. So much for there only being two. Though if he remembered correctly, there was never a number mentioned in their code of conduct. When the shadows had become long and dark enough for his liking, Sirejj moved from his hiding place and headed out on foot. He could feel the turmoil beneath his feet. This entire system had a history, and not a kind one. Even the moons remembered the battles that were fought here. But deep in these caves was said to be great knowledge of magic, and perhaps relics and items of power to add to his collection. Though he rarely took sacred items, there were some things that were not meant to be taken. All he needed was a few moments, and then he would be out and back to his ship and gone from Imperial sights once again. ~~ "I've got eyes on him. He just entered the caves." The inquisitor stood up and stretched. They'd been laying there some time waiting for Sirejj to enter the cave. They'd scouted and discovered that this small cave system, used in ancient days as a sacred place for the priests in the system, had only one way in or out. "Get up." He turned and delivered a kick into the side of one of his companions, who'd dozed off on the rocks. With a snarl he rose. "You'll get a saber in your ribs if you boot me like that again, you hear?" "Enough fighting." The third inquisitor stepped forward and leapt over their small rocky hideout and began walking towards the caves. "Let's go have a talk with our new friend." She laughed. "I'll wager he'd make a better inquisitor than the both of you combined." "If you'd like to test that theory, Sister, feel free to face him alone." The first hissed. "He doesn't even carry a saber. He knows nothing of our power. We'll easily take him down if he puts up a fight." With that the three of them took off at a fast clip, making their way to the cave. @Ljungtroll

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 1:35 am

ChieTheWriter says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 1:35 am

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that would be great. We'll see how things play out closer. Vader losing his marbles over that would give Sirejj a chance to get away and warn Tarkin and Thalassa.

Sirejj would also be losing it over Vader though and it would set him up to be a little unstable whenever he returns to Dathomir.

Also, at some point, perhaps after that incident, I think I want Sirejj to give Lady Tarkin the cat's tooth. He certainly wouldn't give it to Tarkin himself. If she'd appreciate it that is.

Sirejj felt like Vader's question implied that if he went along, he would end up target practice. Vader sounded a little too eager at that suggestion. He looked at Tarkin for his orders.

Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:11 am

Ljungtroll says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:11 am

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I think she'd appreciate it very much.

"You're dismissed for the time being, Sirejj," Tarkin said to him. "Come find me in my office two hours from now."

"Actually, would you mind coming to me instead?" Thalassa asked. "I had a couple questions about logistics, since Wilhuff and I are technically hiring you jointly. Financial matters, mostly."

"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:16 am

ChieTheWriter says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:16 am

"Of course My Lady." Sirejj turned to follow her, glad to be away from Vader's prying mind.

Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:21 am

Ljungtroll says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:21 am

Thalassa walked a short way in silence, then glanced at Sirejj once they were out of earshot. "I couldn't care less about the financial matters," she said with a conspiratorial smile. "I had questions about other matters with which you were concerned, if you wouldn't mind. We can discuss it over breakfast. Well, we can if Gideon isn't there."

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 11:18 am

ChieTheWriter says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 11:18 am

"I assumed as much My Lady." Sirejj said with a slight smile. He was sure they could convince Gideon to leave if he was lurking about. "It's due time we discussed those things."

Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 11:52 am

Ljungtroll says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 11:52 am

"I'm glad you agree." She looked over her shoulder. "I'm always curious what goes on in their minds when they pull schoolboy nonsense like that. I apologize for their behavior; it's unprofessional and juvenile." Her nose wrinkled. "I wasn't aware Lord Vader was similarly childish, though I suppose I might have guessed."

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 12:02 pm

ChieTheWriter says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 12:02 pm

"Well, you must forgive me if I found a little amusing." Sirejj, though perhaps more of fun than cruelty, enjoyed a little needling when it was due. "The boy seems to be made of sterner stuff than they assumed. Nothing wrong with a little testing now and again."

Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 12:05 pm

Ljungtroll says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 12:05 pm

"Not at all. I do it myself--in my line of work one has to be hard on people. It's the lack of understanding from Wilhuff that vexes me, I think. He was a rookie once, too. He made mistakes, believe it or not. But of course the second he was granted any kind of rank he believed he was above anyone and everyone." She frowned. "I shouldn't be ranting about this to a bodyguard. Especially someone I've not known for very long. But you can see all this in my head anyway, can't you?"

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 12:14 pm

ChieTheWriter says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 12:14 pm

"I don't have to. I work for him." Sirejj allowed himself a grin, showing his teeth. For the short time he had known Governor Tarkin, he had quickly realized the joy it gave him to step on other people. Which made it all the more fun to dislodge his foot. "I mean that with all due respect of course."

Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 12:26 pm

Ljungtroll says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 12:26 pm

"Of course." The corners of her mouth turned up in mild amusement. "Let's keep that sort of thing to a minimum all the same, shall we?" They entered the dining room; Gideon appeared to either have already eaten or was not yet awake, because he was nowhere to be seen. Thalassa pressed a little button by her table setting. "They have my preferred meal on standby, usually," she told Sirejj. "Is there anything I can get you?"

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:00 pm

ChieTheWriter says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:00 pm

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Sirejj: pulls out the chair with the force nicely for Thalassa
Also Sirejj: yeets Tarkin's chair right as he goes to sit down

"I will usually have whatever meat they're serving for the day... I'm not particular about it." He was not this morning for sure. He stepped over to the table and with a wave of his hand pulled out her chair for her to sit down.

Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:09 pm

Ljungtroll says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 2:09 pm

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Tarkin would throw another chair at him in return and they'd be trying to kill each other by the time Thalassa pulled them apart

Thalassa had been about to respond when he pulled out the chair, and her eyes widened. "Goodness," she said with a grin. "Such decorum. There's no need for that with me; I'm perfectly capable of pulling out my own chair. And without magic, no less." Even so, she seemed pleased as she sat down. "There's a little touchpad beside your place--if you slide open that slot there, you can access that and order whatever you like."

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 4:20 pm

ChieTheWriter says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 4:20 pm

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I think the only time they truly get along is when they're fighting something else together. I think they would actually be a super effective fighting team but constantly pick at each other otherwise. Sirejj respects Tarkin's intellect and cunning but will not be trodden upon. He's a Zabrak. Challenging the pecking order is what they do.

Sirejj noticed it and quickly typed in a few simple things. He had placed his staff against the wall closest to his seat when walking in. He could summon it to him in a moment if need be. It simply didn't fit well in the chair.

"Now about our other business." He said, lowering his voice a little and carefully listening to ensure nobody was nearby.

Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 5:55 pm

Ljungtroll says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 5:55 pm

"Yes." She settled into her chair, clasping her hands in front of her. "You want to find the Atoans and gain their trust, is that correct? Remind me what use that will be to you."

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Tue Jun 04, 2024 6:01 pm

ChieTheWriter says... · Tue Jun 04, 2024 6:01 pm

"Well, that would be ideal. I wish to learn from them their magicks. There is at least one holy one left from what I could tell. If they aren't forthcoming with their spells then there are other ways of convincing them." He rested his forearms on the table.

Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King

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