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[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu appears in Kari in his usual wisps of smoke. He is wandering without much to do at the moment. He had met some rebels and thought they could give him something to do but so far nothing came of his adventures. He decided to take a gander back to Kari. He had gone to Isafaro in search of someone but only found others who were not quite as dark as her.

He sits in the meditation stance and again searches. His aura stretches out and pings, like knocking at a door. He notices that Wakanda seems to be far away from this place, or at least far enough that he can't sense her. He grins and redoubles his efforts, perhaps if she won't come to him he can find her.
*

[Ira]

A shopping list was made and now was the time for window shopping. If she was going to build a Sith Temple here for herself, she was going to need certain things to do so. From what she had seen and heard this was another place as well as Isafaro to look for things to build potential archives once more. Only the finest things would be kept within her temple walls and that included the finest technologies she could manage to get her hands on - both legal and potentially less legal ways. The Sith Lord made her way through Kari, looking through various stores she happened across through the windows, studying them for parts as well as what was offered. Stocking this thing was going to be a pain. She probably should just leave it to the apprentices, but they wouldn't know what to look for. One of them would go over the top look of gloom and doom and death which wasn't what she wanted in her temple despite them being Sith. And the other one...Well, who knew with her, she probably didn't care too much more than likely.

Her usual bone chilling aura was left loose and free to touch anything and everything. Not a care was given as it was left completely unmasked as usual for Darth Ira while she browsed around. Not only for goodies to potentially use within her temple, but for a meal as well to statisfy that eternal hunger of Ira's.

[saneatsu]

*He smiles as he feels that chill in his bone. Without moving he disappears, reappearing in black smoke, stepping out of an alleyway close to her. He approaches letting his aura mingle with hers, a hint of annoyance mixed with a hint of amusement.*

I thought I sensed something disturbed. Although I didn't expect to see you here.

*He isn't sure what she will do so his hand is on his saber hidden in his sleeve.*

[Ira]

"I didn't think it was disturbed. I thought it was just hungry, that's all." Darth Ira muttered seeming rather unamused at the moment as she continued her walk. While she physically seemed unbothered by the approach, her aura showed differently. It billowed up at the ends, tendrils seeming to snap up and reach for that which came from Saneatsu to suffocate it. The familiar silent growling hunger echoed within the strangling chill.

"And what do you seem so annoyed about? You aren't the one being followed right now and bothered, now are you, hm?" She continued a couple of more steps, pausing to look over at a window. "A shame, you don't have it anymore, do you? I don't feel it at all, nor hear its constant whispers and begging to be held in the hands of a true Sith. - That was the most painful part of it. I swear, I heard the Dark Side of the Force weep that day."

[saneatsu]

*He smirks, she was still the same. Yes he no longer held the holocron, but that was as much his decision as it had been hers.*

It was weeping for another reason. The Holocron came to life and claimed it was a god. He took over the Sith, and to be honest I let him. I wanted to see if any would stand up to him and only one did, it was quite disappointing.

You did as bad a job with the Sith as your mother did. You placed me with that failure of a consular and now you dare to mock me? Honestly I expected more from the great Nakana Sanuye. Oh, I'm sorry you like to be called Mary, Mary Worth or is it Darth Ira again? I guess it doesn't matter now here away from the Republic, away from everything that was holding you back.

Honestly you've become boring. I miss the days of prison breaks and the all consuming hunger that you had. I bet you don't even feed half as much as you did. It's sad just how far you've risen from the darkness.

*His smirk disappears and his voice and aura is cold. But deep down he is enthralled, he had been hoping for this meeting for a while and now he had the chance. Finally the overwhelming boredom that he had been consumed with was finally giving way to ... was it joy? Yes he hadn't felt this since he had re-joined the Jedi. Perhaps, just maybe if he survived this encounter he could find a new path.

He knew he was pushing her buttons but right now it didn't matter, all that did was the elation he felt from taunting her. His aura stays cold, like a thick fog descended upon the area, ready to strike from any angle.*

[Ira]

There was a clear line which he had crossed. He had violated and crossed it when when he decided to allow his aura to mimic her own. In an immediate response, her aura began to eat away at his, draining it away as the rolling growl in her aura echoed once more. "No, boy. I don't think you do quite understand things yet. You don't understand them still." Her voice was soft and quiet despite her aura railing against the boy.

"Why do you bother me now, failure? You let a god take over your Order and do nothing about it? You find your way here to mock me when I can smell the perversion of the light on you. Or was that your goal? To come and find me to repent for your crimes against my order and against the Dark Side? Or did you simply come to seek death to be put out of your misery you confused and lost little Kath hound?

For while you rail against me, I know truly you learned nothing from the opprotunity handed to you. You still haven't a clue of the Dark Side's power you insolent little boy." Still her voice was soft and even though the rising and spreading aura which attempted to feed off of his was completely differen; full of energy and expanding.

[saneatsu]

*He has to suppress his emotions, like a child in a candy shop. Not many would be excited at having pissed Ira off but he ... he was bored. Finally though, something seemed to switch on in him. His aura doesn't give in to hers, instead it dodges and dances, like puppy's playing.*

It was never my order and you know that. I was merely waiting for the right person to grow a pair, as were you. After I left I did rejoin the Jedi, but it was more of an attempt to curb the sudden boredom that began to eat at me. Yet when I got there it just seemed to get worse. Then I ended up here and lets just say that until I found you I was almost ready to go on a killing spree just to feel something again. So no, I am not here to repent as I do not regret my actions.

You call me a failure but maybe, just maybe I knew exactly what I was doing, where I was going. Yet at the end I was left bored. I pondered death yet that seemed too easy an escape. But if you think I have more to learn maybe you should show me.


*As he speaks his aura lets her leech off the light from it. It is left cold, neutral, bored. Like that spark is missing to make it worthwhile. He knows that should Ira truly go all out he is hard pressed to even survive. Yet he can't help but feel the spark of .. something running through him. He can't help it as his feelings leak into his aura.*

[Ira]

A chuckle came from the togruta. She flashed a darling smile over her shoulder, cute and innocent. She turned fully to face Saneatsu and moved closer towards him her smile still in place. Her words ringing with a certain sweetness to tickle and tempt as any Sith's words should when confronted with an opprotunity as such. However, her words were saved for when she was right upon Saneatsu. She brought a gentle hand to his chin, lifting it slightly.

"Then give in to it. Isn't that what I taught you? Or did you ignore or forget that here?" Her voice was hardly over a whisper. "Different board, same rules apply; We still break them all."

[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu gives her a look and shakes her off. He wasn't sure what he had expected but for her to tempt him with the Dark Side wasn't high on the list.*

I should have expected this from you. Still tempting me even here in another dimension. I hadn't expected you too change though, I guess I was looking for something familiar, something from home and here you are.

Then again I should have expected something like this after your mother showed up. She is working, making friends with the people and you are converting them. I met your little apprentice the other day, he had quite an interesting saber there, not what I would have expected, but he needs more training if he wants to try to kill me.

So tell me, what are you going to do with me, am I worth anything to you or am I better off dead?


*The boredom was gone, now in it's place was confusion, interest, and even a little fear. His aura continues to weave around Ira's, almost like a dance.*

[Ira]

But the feeling would linger and she would not be so easily denied. Ira turned her hand over, no longer lifing his chin with her fingers, but resting it on the back of her hand. She turned his head towards her again to focus his gaze.

"To convert is more my specialty anymore than my anger is, sadly. And why would I change? It's a new playing field. New territory. New growth. Mother dearest may be gathering so-called friends. But I am gathering students so eager to learn. Eager to commit to the Dark Side and their teachings.

These people know nothing concerning the Force here. Balance? They don't know, they don't care. The scales are mine to control and tilt here in whichever way I damn well please." A glint seemed to shine in her eye, to dance in those yellow-orange irises of the togruta. "My promise is still the same promise as before; I promise liberation. The manner of which it is delivered is left for you to decide."

Ira withdrew her hand finally from Saneatsu with a chuckle coming from her.

[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu ponders his decision for a moment before giving in.

What the hell, maybe this time I will learn something

A smirk comes to his face and he nods.
*
Well then, I think your right, show me this liberation. Teach me how to free myself from the chains that keep dragging me back to the Jedi.

[Ira]

Ira 'tsked' Saneatsu as she backed away. "Such is not so simple. Not anymore. The Order gets to be built in my vision - my design." That sweet and innocent smile suddenly twisted, becoming the usual devious and wicked smile she was known for. Her aura danced with amusement.

"Earn your apprenticeship once more as the others have already here."

[saneatsu]

*Saneatsu shakes his head. Earn it, that meant prove he was worth it. Prove he could be taught but how. For those new to her teachings it was easy for she had nothing to compare them to. However he had already been through this, he had been dark lord, he would need to give her a damn good reason.*

So from that I gather you either want me to fight you, or you want me to show you what I've got. Either way it doesn't matter. You say we should break the rules then lets do just that, lets break every one of them.

*As he finishes his aura spikes and the occupants in the buildings around him begin to filter out, staring at each other for a moment before a scream rips out as they begin to attack one another but not Ira or Saneatsu. They rip one another apart limb by limb as if nothing matters but killing their neighbors.*

[Ira]

As people began to filter on out of their buildings, Ira simply took a step back and shook her head slowly. Her smile remained in place. "Show me something better. You've killed your own kind before only to run back to their cold and unloving embrace. Show me something better." Her voice was still even and she hardly spoke any louder, but over their screams, she could be heard clearly. Ira turned and walked away, her words carried on the wind to Saneatsu.

"I'll be watching." She practically sang though it was followed by an echoing laughter which carried well on the air loudly and clearly over the shrieks and cries of the people fighting one another.

[saneatsu]

*He grins, a bit sadistically as his eyes glow bright. The people start to disappear one by one and pieces of the buildings begin to disappear as well. In the middle of this shopping district something seems to build itself. As it grows from the ground, a star like shape with a circle in the center begins to take shape.
*
Fine then I'll give you something permanent

*
All those passing can see pieces of people and buildings that once stood proud making up the large statue. It stands taller than the buildings around it and blood seems to ooze out of it as if the statue was bleeding, though in reality it was those who were stuck inside it.

Piece by piece it builds itself until it is finished. He drops to one knee, expending so energy took it out of him but he was not done. He stands again and metal flies to cover the statue along the edges. A rudimentary battery is created using the blood and metal to hold the charge. Lightening arcs up his arms and hits the statue, charging it, electricity arcing up and down the points and sides.

This time he takes a knee again but doesn't get up. The buildings that once stood in the area are in various states of demolition. Their inhabitants used to created the structure. All that is left in the area is nothing but a statue and the remnants of a dozen buildings, all surrounding the symbol of the Sith.

He doesn't speak he just tries to catch his breath. This wasn't something he could just undo. Countless had dies and even the buildings would be difficult to fix.*

((BTW this is what it looks like --> images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120120060957/ideas/images/0/0b/Sith_Logo.png)