Grief (Ira)

[Ayen]

June had decided to go out for a walk by herself. The good people at the Hellsing estate had proven to be very generous hosts and Hallowton itself was every bit as nice as she had read about in books back at Moon Valley. Folding her arms she made her way to the park to be alone with her thoughts. The conversation she had with Utena before leaving Kari still running through her mind. Her heart shattered to a million pieces still even now. Sure, she was capable of smiling and conversing with friends all the same. But the pain deep down inside still existed and it closely borderline on anger. Every time she thought about Utena and the way she chose Anthy over her, it made her wish she could punch Utena in the face. Something that concerned the girl as she usually wasn't the violent sort. But she just couldn't bring herself to talk about it with anyone. It was hypocritical of her as she was normally the one to tell people it helped to talk about their problems, but she couldn't help it. It was so much easier when you weren't the one feeling this way.

Seeing little to nobody else at the park, June went over to a bench and sat down. Her eyes staring at her feet where they rested on the ground. June's mind trying to think of anything else aside Utena but try as she might to forget about her and Anthy, it was all her mind could think about. Her anger growing as her right hand closed into a fist and she slammed it into the empty space next to her on the bench. Tears swelling up in her eyes and dripping down her cheeks as she looked up in the sky. Wondering when this feeling would pass and she could feel like herself again. What she wouldn't give to feel like herself again...

[Ira]

Something lingering in the air seemed absolutely delicious. That something had caught the aimlessly wandering Sith's attention quite quickly as had others along the way. Aimlessly wandering while keeping a low profile made life easy; needs were easy to satisfy along the road if one knew how to properly hunt (and after hunting for a while on Coruscant, one knows how to hunt people well without drawing attention). Ira's attention had been derailed entirely from the matter she was focusing on at the moment; a poor fellow who had only very slightly appealed to her. Her attention wandered, leaving the man she had been pushing advances towards and leading on confused, and honestly upset a good deal. However, with a wave of her hand, the reason he experienced such emotions were seemingly forgotten.

Ira left him to search for what called for her. - No. Begged for her to come to it. What poor soul had lost its way to practically call out for her to either nurse those emotions or to simply end them by feeding? In kind, without realizing it, her Force aura pressed out and expanded, it rolled along the ground like the thick fog of a cool morning near a pond. It chilled all that it touched and pressed against all that it rolled over. Grass bent, not from a wilting touch, but from just simply the weight it carried and the bone-chilling temperature of the Force aura. A splash of joy could be felt at first before giving way to the insatiable hunger which plagued, and would continue to plague, Darth Ira.

Eventually, her Force Aura found the source of that which had drawn her attention and washed over the bench and June alike. There it lingered, practically licking at June in a hungry manner, potentially robbing her of personal space as it was easily being invaded by the heavy presence of the Dark Side. From a distance though, Ira had become still with her gold orange eyes fixed onto the back of June.

Faint whispers could potentially be heard within the Force aura at first. Finally it became a distant sounding voice, soft and calm, though only June would hear it; "Delicious. Your emotions taste absolutely delicious and have begged for my attention."

[Ayen]

Though she couldn't explain it June felt a strange force wash over her, invading her personal space and even violating her where she sat as June soon jumped to her feet even before hearing the voice inside her head.

"Delicious. Your emotions taste absolutely delicious and have begged for my attention."

“W-who's there? Show yourself!” demanded June.

It was dark and June was unable to spot Ira from afar with her naked eyes but she could sense her. It was impossible not to. The presence alone was enough for June to tense up with the hairs on the back of her neck standing on its wits end as she tried to see through the darkness to catch a glimpse of the source that was disturbing her.

All she saw was the seemingly glowing gold orange eyes staring back at her from within the darkness.

[Ira]

Things changed it seemed. While what had attracted her attention had fallen to the side, had grown weaker, it still remained though it seemed that a bit of confusion and fear had surfaced in its place. Ira had grown so fond of what pulled her over her that the simple fact it had faded irritated her a bit and such was reflected within her aura. Ever so slightly her Force aura changed, rising and seemingly dancing about, warmth slowly filling the once chilling aura as Ira attempted to mirror the feeling of pain and frustration which had drawn her attention.

Silently, Ira stepped forward and closer towards June, a thin smile worn across her lips. She offered only a slight bow towards June as she spoke; "I am the one known as Darth Ira. I was drawn to by your pure and overflowing emotions."

[Ayen]

Ira's attempt to mirror the emotion of pain and frustration was perhaps more successful than one could have anticipated as June felt it and in turn it brought back her own into the surface. Now dancing along with the other emotions running through her as she tried to remain calm. Calmness would never come to be as pain, frustration, anger, fear and confusion all danced circles around June just as Darth Ira came into her field of vision and spoke.

"I am the one known as Darth Ira. I was drawn to by your pure and overflowing emotions."

“What? I don't understand.”

[Ira]

Darth Ira tilted her head to the side at June's reply. Was the girl really so oblivious to her own emotions? Her own feelings? Tended to happen when one was never taught to pay attention to such things, to learn how to use their own or others. However, a soft smile crossed her black lips once more as she felt the emotions returning once again. It was absolutely delectable to Ira to feel such things. Always such a delight.

"What is there to not understand? Do you not realize that you were wallowing within your own despair and frustrations? And how strongly those emotions were being experienced? How loudly they were calling out?

Such a pity if not. Such a waste."

[Ayen]

"What is there to not understand? Do you not realize that you were wallowing within your own despair and frustrations? And how strongly those emotions were being experienced? How loudly they were calling out?

Such a pity if not. Such a waste."

June was still trying to piece together what she was saying, but it was made increasingly more difficult with all the influx of emotions that was running through her body and mind. It made it impossible to focus on anything and still she remained oblivious to it all.

“Are you some kind of empath?”

[Ira]

"Oh! That's such a polite and ignorant way of saying it! I do enjoy that phrase a good deal actually!" Ira gave a nod. It was such a better way to say a user of the Dark Side of the Force, wasn't it? It was. One that didn't immediately incriminate you either! Fancy that. No matter, back to the current matter on hand.

"In a way, yes. I am. However, not simply through means of being psychic. Well. Damn. I hate explaining the Force to people who haven't a clue what it is." Ira sighed softly and shook her head before attempting to continue. "The Force is a power or energy which can be used to do what many see as magical feats. It is through the Force that I heard and felt the echo of your wild emotions. The ones you can't shake, it seems. They call to me specifically because those emotions are what some users of the Force, like myself, use to empower themselves."

[Ayen]

"Oh! That's such a polite and ignorant way of saying it! I do enjoy that phrase a good deal actually!"

June blinked blankly at that. Apparently this person wasn't familiar with the term “empath” from... wherever it was she was from.

"In a way, yes. I am. However, not simply through means of being psychic. Well. Damn. I hate explaining the Force to people who haven't a clue what it is."

“The Force?”

"The Force is a power or energy which can be used to do what many see as magical feats. It is through the Force that I heard and felt the echo of your wild emotions. The ones you can't shake, it seems. They call to me specifically because those emotions are what some users of the Force, like myself, use to empower themselves."

“These emotions can empower...?”

[Ira]

"Well of course they can! What did you think? That they are foolish little things which do nothing? Or, things which need to be suppressed and locked away? Foolishness, my dear child!" And she was getting ready to take to her soap box once more. Oh, how she did enjoy preaching the ways of the Force from a Sith's view point.

" I indulge in experiencing emotions at every chance I get, and I tend to let them even be highly exaggerated. But why, many will ask? Because it's so...intoxicating. Empowering. So...liberating from everything which holds me to limitations imposed on me by anything or anyone - from a single person to an entire society's or cultural view.

For it is as the code of an organization I once led says; "The Force shall free me."

[Ayen]

"Well of course they can! What did you think? That they are foolish little things which do nothing? Or, things which need to be suppressed and locked away? Foolishness, my dear child!"

June didn't think they did nothing. If that was the case she wouldn't be in the amount of pain she was in now. Utena had shattered her heart with her decision to choose Anthy, a woman who she may never see again, over her, a sure thing. June wished she could suppress it. To lock it up somewhere deep inside so she'd never have to deal with it again. But she couldn't and now this stranger was getting some sick enjoyment out of it. Well, Ira was about to feel more anger start to drown out the other emotions as time went on.

"I indulge in experiencing emotions at every chance I get, and I tend to let them even be highly exaggerated. But why, many will ask? Because it's so...intoxicating. Empowering. So...liberating from everything which holds me to limitations imposed on me by anything or anyone - from a single person to an entire society's or cultural view.

For it is as the code of an organization I once led says; "The Force shall free me."

“You'll have to excuse me then, because I don't find anything intoxicating, empowering or liberating about what I'm feeling.”

[Ira]

"Because you're doing it wrong, my dear." Ira said simply enough, stepping closer, her smile still in place.

"I have felt the harsh and cold touch of pain and grieving before. And I have been struck by the rage and wrath which accompanies it for that it is what gave me my Darth name; Darth Ira. And I too was not impressed with the thought of intoxicating power, the liberation or the empowerment my emotions had to potentially offer me as I was promised by the man who became my Master in teaching me the ways of the Sith.

It took me years of practice and learning to figure out things. To make the pieces line up."

And why wouldn't she extend the offer here? After all, it would be nice to organize a group of Sith trained by her to exist here. Then they wouldn't be such failures. Then they might actually be Sith. A pleasant thought to have.

"Of course, I could teach you as he once taught me so long ago. And I can rid you of this pain, anger, and frustrations you feel now, so you can learn to use them to your advantage. Not only your own emotions but those of others against themselves for your own gain."

[Ayen]

"Because you're doing it wrong, my dear. I have felt the harsh and cold touch of pain and grieving before. And I have been struck by the rage and wrath which accompanies it for that it is what gave me my Darth name; Darth Ira. And I too was not impressed with the thought of intoxicating power, the liberation or the empowerment my emotions had to potentially offer me as I was promised by the man who became my Master in teaching me the ways of the Sith. It took me years of practice and learning to figure out things. To make the pieces line up."

June listened honestly intrigued, even if she was still slightly confused, at what was being said. But there was just something about this woman that made June second guess and question her. When your parents told you not to talk to strangers this was pretty much the person they had in mind. Yet she found herself unable to turn away regardless.

"Of course, I could teach you as he once taught me so long ago. And I can rid you of this pain, anger, and frustrations you feel now, so you can learn to use them to your advantage. Not only your own emotions but those of others against themselves for your own gain."

“Do you go on walks through parks finding people in pain to offer training to often?”

[Ira]

Ira smiled at the question and shook her head in reply; "No, they tended to become my prey back on Coruscant. But that was a planet and a galaxy far, far, away. Where imbeciles walked about freely, commanding and controlling the world and The Galactic Republic as a whole. People who honestly needed to be removed for the liberation of, not only myself, but for the whole of the population. People who actively hunted for those who believed in the same ways I believe." Ira chuckled softly at the memory of some of her hunts coming to the surface. How how fun they had been at times. though of course, Jedi tended to be the most fun to hunt down - especially the ones who tended to frequent the parks on top some of Coruscanti buildings. Damn. Now she missed some of them all of a sudden. As much as they were a thorn in her side, she still enjoyed tormenting them at times, even if it could be seen as self abuse. It was just so much fun at times.

Ira could hardly stop herself from looking around, hoping and praying some Jedi would be here. But alas, her hopes were not answered; no Jedi appeared to be around at all. Oh how disappointing. Back to the conversation at hand though.

"However, also understand that here, things are different than my dearest home of Coruscant. There are no Jedi to bring down their quote justice end-quote down upon me or those I train and teach the ways of the Force - simply because it is not a way they prefer to train and use the Force. I am able to teach here, I am able to provide people liberation here if they so chose to accept the offer." Ira offered a smile still towards June. It had been so long since she had talked in such lengths concerning the ways and teachings of the Sith, at least how she viewed it. Then again, how the other Sith viewed it severely limited them from her experiences.

[Ayen]

"No, they tended to become my prey back on Coruscant. But that was a planet and a galaxy far, far, away. Where imbeciles walked about freely, commanding and controlling the world and The Galactic Republic as a whole. People who honestly needed to be removed for the liberation of, not only myself, but for the whole of the population. People who actively hunted for those who believed in the same ways I believe."

“Like Isafaro?”

"However, also understand that here, things are different than my dearest home of Coruscant. There are no Jedi to bring down their quote justice end-quote down upon me or those I train and teach the ways of the Force - simply because it is not a way they prefer to train and use the Force. I am able to teach here, I am able to provide people liberation here if they so chose to accept the offer."

“You can make the pain go away? Make it stop?”