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Post by Solaris Averre I on Aug 26, 2006 22:51:12 GMT -5
A Silver ship decended from the deep blue skies of Dantooine, breaking the dead silence of the night. It rushed vertically straight at the surface, curving into an arc sending the tall grass flying in a wild gust of wind. The bomber continued to go at full speed just above the ground, sending animals scattering in panic and confusion. It arced up again to avoid a large black forest, and it leveled out once again. From the cockpit the pilot could see the lights of a distant compound on the dark horizon. a few minutes later the ship set down in the outskirts of the small town surrounding the compound. The roar of the engines awoke those sleeping in the area closest to the ship.
The Cockpit hissed open, and a grey cloaked figure hopped out and landed silently in the thick grass. He began walking into the town making no noise with no effort at all. there were only a few people still roaming the streets at the time of night. The ones still out kept their distance from him, and dared to shoot glances at him every now and then. They thought they knew his kind. They thought he was just another Jedi seeking to practically control Dantooine. He ignored them and continued on through the darkened streets, and cutting through alleys. finally the man reached a small cantina. the doors slid open as he approached them. he made his way into the main room where he saw several tables bar stolls and a dance floor, a bartender was sleeping at the bar. As the man walked by the bartender woke up and moved to attack him, and he was soon easily rendered unconscouss by a wave of the man's hand. He helped himself to a juma juice and sat down at a table.
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Post by Sidro Haanc on Aug 30, 2006 19:53:17 GMT -5
Sidro had arrived at the planet Dantooine, and had begun the process of docking in the forest. It was late in the night and no one was around, but the mattered little to Sidro, only two things were on his mind at that moment. His meeting and Dantooine. Dantooine was were he met Ahomi, and also were he fell to the Dark Side, he could still feel his and Ahomi's destructive path on this planet, where it began and Sidros fate was decided. This was also the planet where Ahomi fell to Sidros saber, when Sidro had origonally left the Sith he requested to meet with Ahomi, and he aggreed. Here they battle for a long time, and many words were said, before Ahomi died by Sidros saber, Ahomi was one of two of the Sith masters at the time, that could hold a candle to him. The other had requested a meeting with him here...... Solaris, a person whos ancestor had battled Sidros ancestor. Sidro had also fueded with Solaris, but all of that was behind them. Neither were Sith or Jedi and so what had transpired between them then is of little consiquence.
Sidro entered the Cantina and noticed the Bartender passed out, Sidro also felt the strong presence of the Force nearby. Instead of preparing for a fight, Sidro grabbed a drink and moved to the table. "Wasnt that a little over the top? Doing that to that poor man?" Sidro asked his companion, guesturing to the Bartender.
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Post by Solaris Averre I on Aug 30, 2006 22:01:48 GMT -5
"He'll live, he probably won't remember anything either." Solaris responded. It still felt a bit awkward being allied with Sidro, they had had a long history together filled with conflict. It seemed just like yesterday that they had fought in a cantina on Tattoine and awoken the souls of their ancestors.
"Anyway, there are far more important matters at hand. The Jedi, and Sith are growing in numbers, I'm sure you have felt it too. We need to start building our numbers. This era of peace will not last much longer." Solaris said he then took a drink of juma juice.
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Post by Sidro Haanc on Sept 2, 2006 23:27:43 GMT -5
Sidro soberly looked at his drink. Thinking about how he watched as the wheels of war turned to the breaking point. He closed his eyes and shook his head, refocusing on the present. "You are right, we need to build a army, and with little time to do it. But first we need to find the Temple of the origonal Grey Jedi, unless you have found it?" Sidro asked hopefully, he was hardly ever worried, but he was now. He has to protect the peace, even if he had to destroy the Jedi, he would do it. Because it is for the greater good.
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Post by Solaris Averre I on Sept 3, 2006 1:10:15 GMT -5
"After months of searching, I found it on Katarr, the Miraluka homeworld. Since the Miraluka are a force sensitive race, we could train a large portion of them as Grey Jedi to quickly build up our order. I also found another grey Jedi Structure on Kamino, not as large as the one on Katarr, but The Kaminoans are highly intelligent race, that would be more than willing to train and maufacture an army for us, IF we can provide them with enough resources.
If we take outer rim worlds like Dathomir, Kessel Tatooine, Onderon, Volcanic worlds that we can mine, and other worlds far out of republic contact. Once our army is finish we can establish a known presence on these worlds. Tatooine is run by crime lords, if we ally with them and play our cards right we might be able to earn large amounts of money. Onderon is at war, and the republic is refusing to send assistance. We stablize Onderon we could win their support. After we take the Outer Rim, we advance on the Mid Rim, and then surround courascant, forcing the Jedi to surrender. However I haven't taken the Sith into consideration, and have no idea what their motives and plans are.
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Post by Sidro Haanc on Sept 5, 2006 0:31:32 GMT -5
Sidro sat back and pondered the possiblities. Wondering what he should do, he looked up at the ceiling and weighed his options from place to place. Finally comming up with a solution. "Force Ability is more important right now, Katarr is where our home base will be.....for now anyways. Later we will utilized anything else we can. But this is the right course of action for now."
Sidro took a drink, "But enough of the Serious matters my old friend. There are many things that can also be spoken of. Like our first battle when we tried to kill each other! Or my former sith students rise to the seat of Dark Lady. Or the possible end of the universe as we know it!" Sidro said sarcasticly. Sidro was a strange one, thats for sure.
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Post by Kayura on Sept 5, 2006 0:41:11 GMT -5
A second barkeep came out of a back room wearing a face that was three shades whiter than it should have been. He grumbled loud enough to be over heard, "How in blazes do those people do that?"
He reached the bar, shaking it off and called aloud, "There's a call for a Sidro Haanc...Is there a Sidro Haanc in the house?"
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Post by Sidro Haanc on Sept 5, 2006 0:46:57 GMT -5
Sidro let his suprise show for a moment, and told Solaris this would only take a moment. When he got into the back room he saw a figure, he knew it was a Sith, but it wasnt his dear student Kayura. He walked over and used the force to add to his presence. "What are you doing here Bantha Fodder. Isint 2 losses enough for you people?" Sidro hissed at the Sith.
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Post by Kayura on Sept 5, 2006 0:49:53 GMT -5
The figure was the epitome of shadow. Everything about the figure was the color of an abyss as the face was reduced to a shadow punctuated by a pair of glittering yellow points. They stared directly at the Gray Jedi and there was a chuckle, "So adversarial...pity we had to lose you. However I come at the behest of another, I come at the Behest of Master Kaa'li."
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Post by Sidro Haanc on Sept 5, 2006 0:55:51 GMT -5
Sidro froze for a moment and laughed, so THAT was her name. How fitting of her. "Ok what does that student of mine want? Let me guess.....my death?" Sidro chuckled the Sith before him may be a master, but was no where near stronge enough to even give Sidro a workout. Sidro thought to himself: *Man the Sith must be desprite these days.
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Post by Kayura on Sept 5, 2006 0:59:13 GMT -5
The shandow seemed to shake its head. "Regardless, this in't the point at hand. Perhaps if you could stop being so glib, you would realize the purpose of this social call."
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Post by Sidro Haanc on Sept 5, 2006 1:07:36 GMT -5
Sidro's curiousity was spark as his eyes grew sharp. "Then out with it you Gravel maggot or by the pitless stars I will cut you down where you stand, I dont need you wasting my time." Sidro said in a calm tone, overlaping the words he used. His eyes burning a hole in the Sith Lord.
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Post by Kayura on Sept 5, 2006 1:10:10 GMT -5
"Very well," huffed the figure, "I have been asked to negotiate an alliance. After all, we do have a mutual enemy."
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Post by Solaris Averre I on Sept 7, 2006 21:58:41 GMT -5
Solaris couldn't help but try to eavesdrop on their conversation, but it wasn't easy, he only caught bits and pieces. From what he heard, these men had a history together, and had fought before, much like himself and Sidro. There was no doubt that this man was a Sith, but what surprised him the most was the man's proposition. He had heard the word 'alliance', and immediatly thoughts rushed through his head.
"The Sith are a growing threat to this galaxy, as are the Jedi, at least from our point of view, their views I would expect to be quite similar regarding us. However we are still weak, and our numbers are small enough that we can count on one hand. Sidro and I make a formidable pair, but why would they ask us at this point, and how do they know of us already. We are but a myth to the Jedi. We are both enemies of the Jedi, but then again, we are enemies with the Sith. A three way battle is no easy task, any battle is no easy task. However, if the most powerful force can be defeated by us, unless we come out on top, the third force will have two choices, surrendur, or to try and defend themselves." Solaris thought to himself
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Post by Kayura on Sept 13, 2006 2:11:19 GMT -5
The shadowy figure now seemed to stare Sidro in the eyes and asked directly. "Will you or won't you accept the offer? Mind you, it is a one-time-only offer."
The figure sat waiting patiently, almost too patiently for a lone Sith in a place like this. Before long, talk in the next room began to change and grow excited as the news came that Mos Isley, the capitol of Tatooine had fallen to the Red Hand.
A smile that seemed to procliam the figure the very Prince of Darkness played on his face. Was this why he was so confident? There had to be some other reason at work. Regardless, there was the mask of dark pride on the Sith Lord's face.
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