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1. A Rude Awakening (TSPR) Feb 12, 2015 23:19:07 GMT

Post by Admin on Feb 12, 2015 23:19:07 GMT

04-22-2011, 02:54 AM
Niesara Rh'Jod

Nisa started to move then stopped. The pain was suddenly so unbearable that she cried out. Why did she hurt? She didn't sleep wrong, never in her life. Slowly she opened her eyes before biting her lip to keep from crying out again as the whiteness was so bright the tears squeezed from her violet eyes as she squeezed them tightly shut. “I don't understand,” she whimpered softly. “What's happening to me?”
A woman's voice, soothing like warmth given sound, softly whispered from beside her. “Easy hun. It has been three days. Things are gonna move a bit slow for ya. Now, let me dim the lights.” The sound of shuffling feet on tile was followed by a dimming of the brightness that even her eyelids couldn't shut out. As her face relaxed from the pinch of tightly closing her eyes, Nisa slowly began to open them again. As she did, her surroundings began to fall into focus.
She saw white walls, long curtain covered windows, and a small table to her right. To the foot of the bed was a tray that reached over the bed, a blank vid player in the corner, a couple chairs and table. And to her left was a machine attached to the IV dripping into her arm at a slow rate. “A hospital? Why am I here?”
The woman moved from the light panel by the door to the machine and adjusted the settings till the drip was just slightly faster. “Don't you remember the accident? Poor dear. I will have someone come explain it to you.” And with that the woman disappeared swiftly leaving Nisa with no chance to call her back.
*Accident?* Her mind reeled. Then the images flooded her mind and she closed her eyes as real tears fell to her cheeks.

Her twin brother, Arbenies, her mother and father and her were heading... someplace. She didn't remember where. Last thing she could recall was a scream, several in fact, and then pain and blackness. *Arbenies.... NIES!* Her eyes shot open and her head whipped back and forth trying to find her brother in the stark white bareness of the room. But he wasn't there. The sudden movement made her head ache and her hand reached for a cup of water on the stand to her right. It was just out of reach and as her finger tips danced a few microns from the plastic desire, her fingers tingled and suddenly the cup wobbled a moment before tipping towards her and spilling. “What? It must be the meds.” She rolled back onto her back on the bed and sighed. Her finger tips were probably numb from medication and lack of use for the last few days. She made a mental note to try to remember to ask. Things like that had happened in the past. Her fingers would barely touch something just out of reach, and it would suddenly topple towards her. That had to be it... some nerve problem in her fingers. What else could it be?

***

As she contemplated what had happened a man in a suite knocked lightly on the opened door. “Ms Niesara Rh'Jod?” He slaughtered the pronunciation but had the decency to blush because he knew it. “Forgive me. I am no good with names. I am James. I know you are 18 but the authorities thought it better that someone from the Childrens' Care came to explain what happened. Have you been told anything? Or do you recall anything?” He slowly closed the door and moved towards the bed and raised an eyebrow with silent query about taking the nearby seat.
Nisa nodded and the man sat down as she cleared her throat. “I don't remember anything useful. Just that we were driving and there was an accident. Is Ni.. Arbenies, my brother, in a nearby room?” She watched his face. Something told her this man was less nervous than he let on. She could feel the calculating coldness in him and it crawled on her skin like a caress. Something wasn't right about him.
James patted her hand and seemed sympathetic. But the sincerity didn't reach his eyes... or his voice. “I am sorry. Your brother and your parents didn't survive the crash. I am so sorry.” He caressed the back of her hand and despite the lack of genuine concern, something made her begin to calm and feel almost content with his words.
Nisa began to relax a bit more and she was thinking that perhaps shock had begun to set in. “Dead? They are dead? Then I am alone...” The words weren't spoken to anyone, least of all the man beside her, but as if saying it out loud would somehow make it untrue. As she looked up into James' eyes something made her look deeper. Dark... she sensed dark... A true evil that she had sensed in the past like a dream.
“It's ok, Niesara. I am going to take the pain away. You won't have to be alone anymore.”
The words started to seem far away. What was happening? She tried to pull her hand back but something almost shadowy seemed to keep her there. It wasn't physical, yet it was. That's when it happened...

Something inside Nisa snapped into place. Like a missing circuit that lit up a house. Just as the phantom darkness pushed into her mind, the circuit closed.
But not in the way the man had wanted.
Suddenly the chair behind him slid up fast enough to knock him off balance enough to release her hand. Cleared of his touch, Nisa suddenly had a clarity she had never had before. She saw and sensed the trueness of the man before her and her rage doubled in the moment it took her to realize it. “You... you planned this. Why?” She reached out and grabbed the man's arm with a strength she didn't know she could posses. His eyes went wild when he realized she had figured him out. “It's my father... isn't it? And me? The things we can do? He warned me this may happen. He said you would come for me. You and your kind. To kill me before I could become something dangerous. Well it's too late.” Her mind was sharp, her vision clear. Still gripping his arm she sat up and slid her legs over the edge of the bed. She didn't care that the hospital gown bunched and showed more upper leg that was necessary, or probably appropriate. She didn't care that the pain and surprise on his face would slip, then seem to get the upper hand again. And she never noticed the objects that weren't overly heavy or tied down were beginning to wobble as if shaken, though she were no where near it.
“You are evil.” He said thru clenched teeth and rose slightly as if trying to press back against her invading pain and darkness. “I will see that you never harm anyone like your ancestors did.” He tried to force his power back towards her, but she was new, untrained and upset.
“Well you failed. I will get revenge. I will get revenge for the pain you caused me... that others caused me... and that has been afflicted on those who cannot help themselves. I will be a darkness that brings release. I will be a shadow that hides frailties. I will be that which the Darkness fears.” Her voice didn't rise in pitch so much as lower in depth. She rose to her feet as she twisted his arm and forced him to his knees. The IV machine teetered and fell over. The pitcher of water by the already spilled glass toppled and crashed to the floor with the sound of bouncing plastic. The chairs slid towards the bed and the rest of the room seemed to heave a huge sigh as she jerked her hand and snapped his wrist. Her mind pressed into his as her words assailed his ears. “I will be the end.”

The final thrust of rage that left her body exploded small blood vessels in the man's head. He didn't even have time to scream before he collapsed. She cried out in pain as the radiating result pulsed from her like a wave and slammed everything backwards till stopped by walls, doors or windows. The chairs hit the wall, the table wobbled then righted itself, too heavy to topple, and the other objects in the room, save the large heavy medical bed, moved from a foot to the far reaches of the room depending on its weight. The door was shoved hard enough to press beyond its limit. Anyone trying to get in wouldn't do so easily. As she released the man's hand, her own release came. She screamed once more in pain from the uncontrolled release and passed out as her body crumpled to the floor half covering the man beneath her.

**
Nurse Kim came back with the hospital guard and frowned seeing the door closed. No one was supposed to leave the girl alone. When the two of them were about ten paces from the door, a pulse crashed over them like a wave of heated air. The light outside the girl's room flicked and the file holder by the door shook a moment then everything went still. Rushing to the door it took the officer two good full shouldered shoves to unstick the door. Nisa lay on the floor as if tripping trying to get up out of bed. The man beneath her, dead to the touch, was unknown to either of the two onlookers. Kim looked to the guard and shook her head. “Say nothing. I will send word. Dispose of the body. If anyone asks, he slipped and fell. You know what to do.” The guard nodded and went to get a gurney for the body. Kim carefully lifted Nisa and placed her back on the bed, covered her up, re-hooked her IV and used the syringe in her pocket to add a second dose of sleeping solution to the girl's fluids. Nisa would sleep for at least a day now. Between the exhaustion and the use of the Force so deeply without training, meant the crash could last as long as three days. This would give Kim the time to write the letter she needed.
Once the guard had taken care of the body, promising to look into the matter of his true identity, Kim set another guard on the girl's door with orders that no one save the doctor of record and herself was to enter the room. She then went to her office to write a letter.

**

Dear Lord Wrath,

You don't know me but my father once knew of what I have experienced. He said if I ever saw certain things, I was to notify you right away. My name is Kim Talinj and I am a nurse at the Northern City Hospital on Curoscant. I have seen something that would possibly interest you. If it does not, then I apologize now and ask you to forgive me.

A few days ago a young girl, 18 by her records, was brought to us unconscious from a traffic accident that claimed the remaining members of her family. Upon medical investigation it was discovered that while her brother was a twin, and blood related, her parents were not her own. We know not her true lineage so I cannot say what her real name is. I only know she is called Niesara Rh'Jod. I am writing because she had a talent that I know about, but not how to deal with. She has burned a man's mind in rage and her room looks as though some sort of harsh wind blasted across the room and knocked everything over. I know that such people are hunted and I fear one of those hunters the cause of the recent episode.
I have sedated the young woman and due to her injuries from the accident, can reasonably leave her in that state for a few days. But I noticed, too, that her wounds are healing faster than they should. And she will take notice which will cause others to as well.

Sir, if you cannot tell me what to do with her, can you please at least give me an idea of who to contact for help. I wish her to get treatment or training, but I know nothing of either for ones like her. I am a watcher, not a Master. I merely find talent and pass on the information to those who can help. And I believe you may know such help.

Forgive me if I am mistaken and my father is an old rambler. I meant no disrespect. Please accept my up front apologies and sincerest thanks for reading this. I look forward to your response. I am the night shift supervising nurse and am easily found.

Sincerely
Kim Talinj
Head nurse

**
The note was locked to the ident stick and coded with Lord Wrath's name. No one but he would be able to access the information, she hoped. Sliding the stick into a small shipping canister, she labeled it and took it to the delivery office that day. She hoped it would reach the man on Talus in time. She didn't trust such communique across space waves and hoped that this slower method would prove the secrecy and urgency of her request. Paying extra for it to arrive by the next day, she then departed and went back to the hospital to care for Nisa till a response arrived.

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1. A Rude Awakening (TSPR) Feb 12, 2015 23:20:04 GMT

Post by Admin on Feb 12, 2015 23:20:04 GMT

04-22-2011, 01:11 PM
Dreks Saul

OOC: Thanks for waiting

IC:

Ah, the real question was... who would be coming to visit dear Niesara in the hospital.

The figure, wearing black trousers, a black vest of some sort, and a dark cloak slipped through the alleyways of Coruscant, searching for a hospital he had been sent to visit. Northern City Hospital... should be just around the corner. The building emerged seemingly out of nowhere, small, quaint. Really a perfect place to meet with someone. Now to find that woman that had sent them the message. But they had already known; frivolous, really, to send the message. But it had arrived in time at the box in Talus, and they had received it, confirming their belief. Perhaps she was the next to join them.

The man slipped to the door, opened it slowly, and walked through the door. He had a knack for not being noticed, despite his large, powerful frame. He made his way towards the information desk.

Is Nurse Talinj here?

The droid behind the desk beeped for a few seconds. Affirmative, Sir. She is on level 24. Take elevator shaft B-213.

Thank you. Everything was in place now. He made his way to the lift, jabbed the call button, and waited a couple moments for the lift to open; only a small, fleeting man entered the small lift with him. He punched the button marked "24" and stood back, waiting for it to reach its destination. The doors opened, and he stepped out, following signs towards nursing staff headquarters.

And here he would begin to work some magic, without his mask. He had chosen to come most of the way without a mask; he did have one, however, for when he would enter and speak with her. No need to startle the others, though. They won't know who I am. They hardly know anything about anything. He stopped at one of the nursing stations.

Hello there, ladies... He put on a seductive voice. One of the nurses, a human girl, giggled. Any of you.. happen to know where Nurse Talinj is? He sported a wink for the human nurse, who blushed.

A Twi'lek spoke up. She's down the hall with a patient, actually. I can take you there if you want. The Twi'lek looked hopeful.

No, I think I'll be fine. For now, at least... maybe I'll be back. He chanced another seductive smile back at the human girl, who blushed furiously again.

He walked towards the end of the hallway, where he saw a Nurse wearing purple scrubs with a name tag... Kim...Talinj. Perfect. He walked up to her, and slipped her a piece of paper when he walked by:

I am the contact. What room is she in? Start walking towards it. Don't look at me, don't even turn around. Just start walking. When you reach it, stop for two seconds, and then do whatever you need to do. Do not remember my face. If you do, we will find you. Trembling, Nurse Kim began walking towards the room, took a left, a right, another left.... and stopped outside of room... 2416-B. She began walking again back to where she was.

The guard tried to stop him. Hey! No one allowed in here.

You will let me in. Now. He gave the man a menacing look and made the man feel cold, fearful... he began to tremble and, with shaking hands, opened the door.

There was a young woman... semi-attractive. This would make it much easier for him. He turned around and put on his mask.

You must be... Niesara. I am Jaren... your... entertainer. Another seductive look. Well, time to start... entertaining. He took off his cloak to reveal his large, muscular frame.

Tell me, Niesara... how did you end up here?

***

04-22-2011, 09:43 PM
Nisa

Niesara sat up a bit and winced at the light pain. But the look disappeared faster than it should have as she shoved the pain deep enough to be buried for the moment. “My entertainment?” She tilted her head slightly, eyes narrowing in doubt. Her whole look suddenly made her look like a tiny curious bird. But not the cute kind that sings in the summer and rests on lotus blossoms. She looked like the kind that was judging if the food before her was worth being turned into one mouthful or two.

“I didn't realize grown women were given entertainment when recovering. What do you want... and who are you?” She clenched and unclenched her hands. Each time she did, the sheet bunched in her hands and a small pulse of … of 'something' crept thru the room. She seemed unaffected by it. But to her, it was nerves. It always felt that way when she was nervous. It was how she coped.

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1. A Rude Awakening (TSPR) Feb 12, 2015 23:21:34 GMT

Post by Admin on Feb 12, 2015 23:21:34 GMT

04-22-2011, 09:43 PM
Nisa

Niesara sat up a bit and winced at the light pain. But the look disappeared faster than it should have as she shoved the pain deep enough to be buried for the moment. “My entertainment?” She tilted her head slightly, eyes narrowing in doubt. Her whole look suddenly made her look like a tiny curious bird. But not the cute kind that sings in the summer and rests on lotus blossoms. She looked like the kind that was judging if the food before her was worth being turned into one mouthful or two.

“I didn't realize grown women were given entertainment when recovering. What do you want... and who are you?” She clenched and unclenched her hands. Each time she did, the sheet bunched in her hands and a small pulse of … of 'something' crept thru the room. She seemed unaffected by it. But to her, it was nerves. It always felt that way when she was nervous. It was how she coped.

***

04-22-2011, 10:28 PM
Nisa

She did smile then. Even laughed slightly. “Being paid.... to strip for me? Somehow I doubt that. If you are, it's a cruel joke on me. I would prefer talk.” But soon as the words left her lips, the shine in her eyes died and a coldness slid behind the sapphire orbs. “I was in an accident.” She leaned back again, seeming to shrink into the pillows behind her. “Everyone died, but me.” The final word held such vehemence of rage that anyone trained would sense it. Anyone not trained would think her voice cracked from sadness.

She turned to reach for the glass of water on the bedside when suddenly the pain of the loss of Neis and her parents was so overwhelming that the cup didn't topple towards her, it shot away from her. It landed against the wall. She bit her lip and stammered looking back at man. “I... I didn't mean to. I mean, my hand was moving so fast I musta knocked it off the table.” *That's what happened? Isn't it?* Her mind asked the questions over and over. She moved to get up to get the cup and clean the spill, but the iv held her chained to the bed. She looked at Jaden and smiled. “See... somehow I believe you got the wrong room. No one in here is in need of a stripper.” She looked away from him and absently rubbed the spot where the iv was heplocked to her hand. *Way to go, Nisa* she growled to herself. *Nice way to look like an awkward freak. You have a gorgeous guy here and you can't keep your motions in check.* She looked back up at him and defiance filled her vision. “Care to make fun of me now too? The clutch, the freak, the child in a young woman's body? Everyone else does...” She hurt on the inside but the rage kept it from overcoming her. Instead, it was rage and anger that she flung at him. If he wasn't interested in her, then she would see to it that she repulsed him. One way or the other, she would come out unhurt... on top... in command of the situation.

***

04-23-2011, 12:07 AM
Dreks

Well, I can do either, really. But if you don't want this, talk's fine too. He pulled over a chair and sat down beside her bed. He sensed the anger that was behind the accident. What type of accident? Sorry if I'm intruding or anything, but I'm just curious. I'm not stupid just because I'm a stripper, you know. He gave her a grin, but a real one (or at least as real as he could have). "Jaden" watched as he felt a ripple through the Force, then the cup shot away from her and hit the wall. Here, I'll get it. He stood up, picked up the cup, and dried up the spill. No worries, it's fine. He took a pitcher that was on a counter and poured water back into the cup for her, setting it by her bed.

Nope, it says here... Here he produced a paper, looking at it closely, Niesara... Rh'Jod. He probably butchered the name, but he wasn't good at pronouncing names. What he was good at was impersonating other people. That's you, right?

He looked out the window, staring out into the busy lanes of Coruscant. It seemed so chaotic out there, but it was quiet in here; definitely more peaceful and tranquil than outside. No, actually, I was the same idea, but the exact different: I was the kid that was like an adult in a twelve year-old's body. And look at me now... doing something I don't even think I knew existed when I was twelve. But it pays the bills and the education, so I don't complain. He lied through his teeth, but he was good at faking this stuff. He had had to act to his owner, to pretend that he wasn't in pain whenever he actually was; had to fake his way through Nar Shaddaa to make ends meet.

He felt her rage, her anger, just building up. It was monumental, really. But it was all being directed at him.

Oh well.

Why are you so angry? I can hear bitterness and anger in your voice. He asked quietly.

***

04-23-2011, 12:36 AM
Nisa

She looked at him as he handed her the cup. “Why do you say trapped?” If he was like her, he may be willing to help. But no one was like her. She was a klutz. All she touched went wrong. When he mentioned being a stripper paid the bills, she misunderstood. “You think I could be a stripper?” She laughed genuinely then. Not a hearty laugh, but at least a sincere one. She finished the drink and kept the empty cup, rocking it between her hands. The Force flowed around it. She mentally saw it pouring out of one hand, into the cup, only to swirl and flow back out to her other hand.

It was nearly perfect save for one thing... it was slowly shifting the cup. It warped the soft plastic into something unrecognizable and lumpy. Without thought she sighed and tossed it into the trash beside her bed as if once more disappointed in a known outcome she couldn't change.

“I am not good enough to do it.” Her words were spoken of both the ability she had as well as the stripper idea. But once that comment fell, the rest followed suit. “I never learned anything like that from my parents. It's something I didn't even know existed till now. I mean... you can't do what you don't know... right?” She looked back up at him and her face for just one moment was vulnerable. Then it snapped back to rigid determination. “I guess if you are offering though, since I have nothing else to lose, I will just have to be the best at it. I mean, what's the point if all it does is pay the bills... right?”
She looked at him awaiting an answer. She would be a stripper. It wasn't as if she were unattractive. She was always offered affections at school, but she never took it. She had been a loner because of her clumsiness. When she reached for something she desired strongly, it fell. When she tried to hold something close, it melted. When she thought about someone she really liked, they walked away claiming suddenly to feeling ill. No, she wasn't meant to be with anyone. This was a good choice.

Just then her thoughts focused on Jaden. She thought of being like him, of getting to know him. That anger and power she had, untrained as it was, mingled and flowed between them. But not like a soft rope of desire, or even a fine wire of query. It flowed like a tsunami of emotion. Crashing against him with enough force to totter one untrained in what they were experiencing. To one who was prepared, it was a slap in the face with just enough sting to say 'I am here'.

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1. A Rude Awakening (TSPR) Feb 12, 2015 23:26:37 GMT

Post by Admin on Feb 12, 2015 23:26:37 GMT

04-23-2011, 01:03 AM
Dreks

Woah, woah, I wasn't going to go there, but if you really wanted to, I guess you could. It's kind of paying my way through school, though, I need the money. As for you, though... I think that you've got better things to work for in your life. Like joining us. The Force was strong with Niesa, that was for sure. He watched as the cup slowly morphed and the plastic became little more than a little mound. She sighed and threw it away. "Jaden" opened a cabinet under the sink to search for a cup, and found one. He turned his back to her, and began pouring another glass of water for her, emptying a vial of sedative Shya had made into it. Not turning around, he asked her, So... how do you feel about Light and Dark stuff? I mean... what you did with the plastic... That has to be something with the Force, doesn't it? He continued pouring, with his back turned to her.

***

04-23-2011, 01:32 AM
Nisa

When Nisa realized that wasn't what he had meant she blushed. She bent her head and shook her head. “I am sorry. I don't know what you think I can do. I have barely graduated from higher education last cycle. I was going to go to university but...” she shrugged.

Then he mentioned The Force. Shrugging she looked down at her hands then half twisted them into the bed blanket as if to hide shame. “The Force? I don't know. I just know when I get upset, things are ruined. But I'm too much of a klutz to be someone with true Force abilities.” She smiled almost wistfully. “It is a nice idea, though. To be able to control what you manipulate... to move things with your mind and not with awkwardness.” She looked at his back. “Do you think I can at least learn to control the ...” she looked at the trash where the mutilated cup was. Sighing she shook her head. He was probably teasing anyway.

“Light and Dark... light and dark...” the words echoed over and over from her as she thought on it. “I don't think there is much light in me anymore... if there ever was. Is that bad?” She looked back at her hands as if they would answer her. “I mean, surely these thoughts, cravings, desires and … well, the ability to mutilate what I touch, means I am not the puritanical that the Jedi seek.” She shook her head. “No, I am no Jedi. I have no desire to be the best for someone else.” She laughed and her mind seemed to scream at her. *Be the best, serve the best... do whatever it takes.* “I am more of a 'ends justifies the means' kind of person.” She laughed softly. “I guess that's why no one liked me much. Overachiever at any cost.....” She coughed slightly then and leaned back closing her eyes a moment to relax. This was too much. Her almost golden hair draped over the pillow. Anyone walking in would see an almost angelic image. How far from the truth if they could see in her mind. *I will never be on the bottom again... I will learn and do whatever my teachers ask... just as I always have... and I will rise to the top...*

***

04-23-2011, 02:04 AM
Dreks

She was the one that brought up the Jedi... interesting for her to. What she didn't understand was that she was Force Sensitive. Interesting for you to bring up the Jedi... but what about the Sith then? What if there was something else that would offer you more, to satisfy these cravings for wanting to end something, no matter the cost? He turned around, facing Niesa. What then would you do? The conversation had definitely taken a different turn.

He didn't want to overwhelm her with this. Suddenly, though, Nurse Talinj came in. Miss Rh'Jod, Sir, it's time for you to get some fresh air. Sir, would you mind wheeling her out? She didn't make any form of eye contact with him didn't even look at him. He knew why.

No, of course not. He pressed a button, and the bed unlocked from the wall, now able to move around. He began to push the girl out, nudging off his mask. She was positioned in a way that she wouldn't be able to see him, so it was all the better. He brought the cup with him, putting it on her nightstand.

Here, that's better. So, where were we.... ah yes. Why not the Sith then?

***

04-23-2011, 02:28 AM
Nisa

When Kim came in to mention a walk, Nisa relaxed. She hadn't been outside in almost a week. Between the accident and the sedation, she hadn't had time. She didn't realize his mask was sliding off as she removed the shunt in her arm so the iv stayed behind. She didn't like the affects of the pain killers. It dulled her ability to concentrate. She toppled more things over as a klutz than most did... the sedatives made it worse. Lack of coordination troubled her immensely.

The hall was oddly empty but then a clock told her it was getting late in evening. Most would be changing shifts or at dinner. She never connected the walk to the timing.

When he mentioned the Sith, her laugh trickled out again. “I will not kill for my own gain and nothing else. I see no point. But to be the best for a cause... something bigger than me. Now that is worth excelling at. Besides...” she smiled toying with the hem of the blanket. “I don't have enough rage in me to be a Sith. Their darkness is graceful, pointed and fierce. I am just an awkward person... nothing more.” As she played with the hem, the Force rippled around her again as if bidden. She heaved a sigh and it pulsed once more. Not a slap to Jaden this time, more of a caress. Even as she was beginning to warm to him, her Force was shifting in feel. She was still angry, still insecure. But her mind was calming towards him. Something was beginning to happen that hadn't in many years... she was trusting someone.... Jaden.

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1. A Rude Awakening (TSPR) Feb 12, 2015 23:29:06 GMT

Post by Admin on Feb 12, 2015 23:29:06 GMT

04-23-2011, 02:43 AM
Dreks

He could feel her relax both visibly and through the Force. This was good... definitely good. Perhaps foolish on her part, but still... better for him. He slipped his mask back on. I can take you somewhere where you'll feel more in tune with your surroundings; somewhere where you'll be taken in and seen as an equal, rather than frowned upon in. What do you say? She had passed his test, but it was still her choice if she'd want to come or not. He looked at her with curious intent.

If she would go... then he'd give her the drink. If not.. then he'd probably have to kill her, for even mentioning it. They couldn't risk having people outside the Penumbra knowing. It was all for the protection of the group.

He looked out to the endless skyline of Coruscant. This perhaps would be her last time calling Coruscant home.

***

04-23-2011, 04:08 AM
Nisa

She laughed at the image. “A house full of klutzes, that is interesting idea.” Her thoughts flashed on the idea he was teasing. She heard something shuffle behind her and suddenly his masked face was peering around her shoulder. “You are serious aren't you?” Her eyes filled openly with fear. But her voice remained steady.

“To be seen as an equal? With others who can melt plastic and tip things like I do?” She had no concept how deep or powerful her potential was. She closed her eyes a moment and her hand rose to rest on his so he would stop walking. When she felt the small bed cease motion, she opened her eyes again and looked at him. “You mean this, don't you? To learn how to control this... this... THING that I have? To silence the confusion and make sense of it all?” And her deepest thought, *To give me a purpose and a way to grow to be the best?*

Thinking of the possibilities made her head swim. Her Force slipped and the squeezed bed blanket began to shift. It wasn't plastic like the cup, so it couldn't melt, per se. But it began to change. It rippled and changed but she wasn't aware. Oblivious that the Force was beginning to escape in her fear, worry and hope, she stared at him and silently begged him to tell her the truth... that she was not alone. He would be able to feel the tightly caged animal within her beginning to slip. It wasn't calm anymore, its rage and darkness was coming out. And being untrained, there was no telling how it would release once it reached a peak she could no longer contain.

***

04-23-2011, 12:24 PM
Dreks

...You are not alone.

He knew it was exactly what she wanted to hear, and he was willing to give that to her, because it was as simple as that. She wasn't alone. If she needed to hear that... then she would. Well.. I wouldn't describe it as a house full of klutzes... Come with me. He finally handed her the cup that he had had, filled with water and the sedative. He could feel her wanting to come with him to his ship.

He laughed suddenly. I'm surprised that you haven't asked my real name. She wouldn't have time to answer though, if she drank from the cup.

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04-23-2011, 01:38 PM
Nisa

Sapphire eyes looked at him with a piercing gaze as if she tried to see into his soul. She saw... something but wasn't trained enough to understand what it was. "Would you tell me if I did ask?" She laughed softly and took the cup knowing he wouldn't. Swallowing it down like a good girl, she surprisingly managed to fight the affects long enough to say one last thing. It was almost dreamy in tone, like a child wishing for a tou she'll never get. "I like Jaden... It... matches...your.....eyes..."

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4-23-2011, 02:27 PM
Dreks

The man said nothing. "Jaden" was no more. He called to Kim, brusquely: Get security out of the way. I'm bringing her with me. Write on the discharge form that a relative is taking her home. His voice changed; it was harsh, more authoritative, and carried a hint of a Coruscanti accent, as opposed to the slight Naboo accent he had carried before.

He carried her out to his new ship, The Forgotten, and strapped her into the bed.

She'd be out for a while. Niesa wouldn't wake up until she made it to the Garden... where she would await her judgment.

He fired up the engines and flew out of the system, punching in coordinates before jumping into hyperspeed... flying away, away, away... to his adopted homeplanet, Ruusan.

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04-24-2011, 11:02 PM
Nisa

Kim, watching out the window. When he nodded to her, she came out and he gave the order. It had happened in the past. Though not so nicely. She had heard from her father of people vanishing in the night to never be seen again. She was glad this time, her first time, it wasn't so ominous. She went back in and gave instructions. As she filled out the paperwork and then returned to hand it to the man, she smiled. "I am glad you stepped forward. It's nice to know the girl has a cousin." She smiled a bit broader then departed with a soft, "leave the bed... I will take care of it..."

What happened after that, she didn't know. She didn't want to know. As long as the girl didn't show up on the hospital steps dead, she had a feeling she would be all right.

Going back to her station, she was in lighter spirits. Everything had worked just as her father had said... she hoped she would be able to help others in time as well....

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