A Lethal Dose

[Serie Fond]

Serie walked into the kitchen of the war masters personal accommodations, thankfully not present at the moment. She had just finished meeting and preparing things with Evandus the night before and it was time to further her plans now.
She wasn't sure how the reunion between him and Vincent would go, and was rather curious what they would have to say to each other, seeing as how the last time they met Vincent was not a Sith and neither was Cregan. Now they all were, strange how that seemed to work out.

She nodded first at Cregan then to Vincent as both of them approached her. She would have to do some pretty crafty stealth work to get past the slew of cooks strewn about, but then she had a much better idea. She waved at the two fellow Sith as they were finally close enough to her.

Thank you both for meeting me so promptly, if it wasn't so important to me I promise I wouldn't be going through all the trouble.

@Nefieslab @One For Sorrow

 

[Darth Evandrus]

Evandrus was dressed in his full armour again, helmet on and fully armed. This might have appeared odd in a faction like the Jedi or the Republic but walking around one of your Empire's biggest strongholds armed and armoured for combat was actually rather normal for the Sith he supposed.

Something that set them apart from the other leading presences within the Galaxy he supposed. And he was seeing Vincent again for the first time since the whole thing with... with the ribs.

...

If he made it through today without making a "crush on you" joke then he was stronger than he believed he ever could have been.

Coming on over to Serie, he nodded to her in response,

"It's alright. I was still on planet anyway." he admitted, having been making the most of the time on the planet he rarely visited, "Let's get started then yeah?"

@One For Sorrow @anzat17

 

[Nayeli Aeron]

Nayeli had been keeping an eye on the war master lately. The Togruta Sith Master wanted to find weaknesses, see how the woman worked, and if she was worthy of keeping the position. She had made a habit stopping by to check in and was close to wanting to make a challenge for the spot herself. Much more had been done in her name lately and the War Master had to step it up if she wanted to keep her spot. It would come soon, but today was not the day for Nayeli to make the challenge. Instead, she spotted a familiar person in the area. It seemed a bit odd for them to be back here so Nayeli decided to approach. She wore her usual Sith Duelist Armor and had both lightsabers at her belt alongside the blaster pistol.

"What do we have here?" She asked teasingly, looking between the Sith who seemed somewhere they did not quite belong. "Party without the War Master?"

She crossed her arms, keeping them loose enough to react and close to her lightsabers for a quick reaction if needed. Trusting a Sith even in base seemed like a bad idea. These ones did not seem to have good intentions either. Were they going to ambush the war master? Or perhaps do something even less admirable? Not with the High Judge so nearby that would be treason he would handle personally.

"Ah, High Judge Evandrus, a pleasure to see you again," she said with a slight bow. "What brings you here? Someone been naughty?"

@Dread @Nefieslab @anzat17

 

[The Eternal (Vex)]

Wearing her Away Armor Vex walked into the kitchen of the war masters personal accommodation with Nayeli, both hands clutching her lightsaber hilts just in case something went wrong. She was aware the War Master was busy right now so she was taking the time to snoop around her estate.

As she entered, however, she stumbled across two people she didn't expect to see here. "Darth Evandrus," Vex mumbled, bowing her head somewhat. "Ah, and, Serie back from your recent failure I see." She tipped her head somewhat. "What are you two up to?"

@Orbit @Cazar @Xorism @Nefieslab @anzat17

 

[Vincent Cross]

Vincent walked into the hallway where Serie and the others stood, his helmet was closed but his eye twitched a little as he saw Darth Evandrus. The one who had caused him to need his breathing apparatus.

He did not have time to worry about that however as his friend and...well Evandrus... Were already beimg engaged by two nosey Sith.

"Evenin' Serie,sst Evandrus,sst Lookin' a bit less of a good giy since ya broke me.sst"

He did not know the other two but didn't really care to make introductions, even with his mask on too much speaking all at once hurt.

@anzat17 @Nefieslab @Dread @Cazar

 

[Xornoth Sk'ar]

Warden and Sith Master Xornoth Sk'ar took his new found responsibility seriously and had been quite busy chasing down leads wherever they might head. It wasnt unusual now for him to suspect the intentions of friends now, treason could be found in any heart it seemed.

A trail of destruction and chaos followed Vex wherever she went which made it easy to find her. Although he didnt have any evidence she was planning anything, the recent challenge for War Master had stirred activity in the ranks and thus anyone who might be interested in the position was worth at least watching.

Donned in his usual Sith armour and weapons, he followed close behind Vex until he stumbled across the group they found themselves in.

 

[Siris Drast]

Vex had called Siris for him to arrive at the Warmaster's estate and he was a little less than pleased. He had been spending time with his family but it sounded urgent. It was obvious he had been with his son, the faint smell of baby powder coming off him. Right now, he was too annoyed to care. The others would be able to feel his presence through the walls as Siris approached and he went directly to them, his two lightsabers hidden under his clothes and easily within arm's reach. When he entered the kitchen, his striking eyes immediately heading to Vex, Nayeli, Seerie and then to Evandrus. For everyone here, if they knew Siris from before then they could tell his features have changed, his cheeks slightly more sunken as the first signs of corruption were starting to show.

His gaze then swung over to Xornoth, studying him for a few moments before returning it to the group as a whole. Siris could sense from Vex, the emotions whirling inside and how they were aimed right at Seerie. He knew her and the High Judge are close but he had been wanting to speak to Evandrus before this, "I hate to interrupt but Evandrus," Siris tilted his body slightly and gestured to the door behind him, his voice cold and annoyed but not because of him, just the fact that he had to leave his family for this, "I think we should speak outside," Siris glanced between everyone else in the room, "Away from prying ears." They could leave whatever this was to the others, right now Siris just had his attention on the High Judge.

Siris made his way towards the exit, he turned his gaze to Vex before speaking to her through the force, I can sense your feelings. You better know what you are doing. Without saying another word, he made his to the door before looking to Evandrus, waiting for him to join Siris.

@Nefieslab

 

[Vash Windrider]

With limited ability from his position behind the other Sith. As Vex and the Togruta attacked Vash continued to hold his position and wait for the perfect moment to assist the Wraith. As Serie dodge and counter Vash would find his opportunity by attempting to block her energy ball with a force deflection that he hoped would cause the powerful attack to redirect to the ceiling.

Spoiler: edits

Just a quick a dirty fix.

 

[Darth Evandrus]

Evandrus hummed a little bit as he realised that he, Serie and Vincent were no longer alone. It seemed that the entire Sith Temple had decided that they wanted to spend some time in the kitchens of the War Master! Or, much more likely, this was about to turn into something deadly.

Sith were weird like that.

"Master... Aeron, correct?" Evandrus tilted his helmeted head to one side, "I haven't seen much of you since Lothal. How is your little Sith woman? Still kicking I hope?"

He turned to Vex and frowned a little bit inside of his helmet. Hmm. Seemed that the Wraith had come out to play... well this was the Sith Temple so he wasn't surprised that she was here.

"Meeting with Master Fond here and Knight Cross." he admitted easily to the Wraith, "Speaking of whom... yes, I look a little bit less like a good guy. Strange what a few years will change about a person, eh, Cross? And remember..."

There was a heavy feeling that settled into the room.

"It is Darth Evandrus or Lord Evandrus or... if you're feeling very formal... High Judge Evandrus." he reminded Vincent, staring at the other man through his helmet, "Don't forget that."

Oh?

Siris was here as well?

Tilting his helmeted head to one side again, he smiled behind his helmet a little bit before nodding.

"Sure." he agreed easily before following, but not before noting the appearance of Vash with an eyebrow raised inside of his helmet, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do kids!"

Via telepathy he sent a message to Serie - Try not to die in a kitchen... most unbecoming.

Joining Siris, Evandrus would step outside of the room. Passing by the other Sith, even through his helmet, Evandrus would be able to smell the baby powder. He smiled under his helmet and Siris would be able to tell it was a genuine smile as they left the room,

"So... how is the little guy doing? I haven't been making as much time to spend with him as I'd like."

@One For Sorrow @anzat17 @Dread @Cazar @Orbit

 

[Vincent Cross]

Vincent twitched again under his helmet, he really did want to just end Evandrus here. He knew to try would not only be his death, but sabotage Series plans as well.

"Oh I don't reckon I will,sst Lord Evandrus.sst"

Even through the distortion caused by his breathing apparatus Vincent's voice was dripping with sarcasm.

His pistols were loaded with stun cartridges, as that was all he kept on him when he was amongst all these saber weilders. As the two Sith Lords walked away he took stock of the rest of the group, he had no idea who's side each person was on.

He took a step closer to Serie, standing just in front and to the left of her now and his left hand hovered over the grip of one of his pistols while his right was very near his saber.

"Well this sure turned into a crowd quick.sst"

I sure hope you're ready fer a fight love.

He sent to Serie telepathically, still probably one of his favourite powers since discovering his force sensitivity.

@anzat17 @Nefieslab @Dread @Orbit @Cazar

 

[Serie Fond]

Serie looked at Evandus first as he tried to diffuse the situation. She didn't think they were going to be getting to go that route anymore though, as things seemed to escalate very quickly. Seemed like half the Sith Empire just stumbled into the warlords kitchen right when she happened to be there. Curious enough, but hardly worth dwelling on now.

She could sense the Sith Lord say something to the red haired woman in front of her, although she didn't know what. They were about 4 meters away from each other at the moment when Vincent stepped slightly in front of her and to the left of where she was standing. She noticed him drop his hands to his weapons and she did the same, although a bit more subtly, and began to build up the force inside herself, just in case anyone tried anything. She narrowed her eyes but smiled a big beautiful smile at both Sith masters in front of her at the moment. She watched both of them extremely carefully for any movements that might indicate an attack, every bit of her ready for a fight should they start one in the tiny room. She was as alert as she had ever been in her life dispute her somewhat gleeful expression.

Don't I just attract a crowd everywhere I go, would you call being rescued by the empress herself a failure by the way? After being betrayed by one of our own, I've learned alot, you know, like not trusting anyone? So whoever you are, if you could just leave, I would greatly appreciate it.

She knew precisely who the red haired woman was, but she wasn't going to let her snide comment go unchallenged. Ruelle, or wraith as she seemed to go by now, had been on a mission with Serie back when they were both exiles, so she knew who she was already before the woman rose to prominoce right behind her. Serie knew she knew that as well, so there was no way she would miss what she was saying.

 

[The Eternal (Vex)]

As her masters (@Orbit 's) words filled her mind Vex did nothing but grunt in annoyance. While she was insanely loyal to him—to a fault—she didn't always take kindly to his words.

But his words suddenly vanished completely from her thoughts. The moment Vincent's hands moved towards his weapon her predatory instincts kicked in. Her thoughts narrow to one and only one thing: kill them.

Vex was gone. Only the Wraith remained. A monster. A predator.

Her fingers pressed down on the triggers of her lightsabers when he reached for his weapons; snapping them to life at the same time she reached out with the Force and wrapped it around Vincent 's body, attempting to stop him from taking his weapons from his belt or moving. He had already placed himself near Serie at this point.

Simultaneously she raised some fingers off her left saber and unleashed a wide cone of blue lightning. It snapped and hissed ominously towards the pair since they were so close together. The blast was aimed lower, but it would still reach their midsection. With such close quarters, the duo would be hard-pressed to get their weapons from their belts and ignite them before the lightning hit them, obliterating their armor and melting their skin to death. The Wraith was willing and ready to change tactics at a pin drop if she needed to, but nothing would stop her from attempting to complete her goal now.

@One For Sorrow @anzat17 @Cazar

 

[Nayeli Aeron]

Things began to heat up as soon as Darth Evandrus left the room. Nayeli's potential lover, Vex, made a devastating first move and Nayeli did not hesitate to assist her. She did not know these other two and they seemed to be up to no good. The Togruta woman followed the other woman's example and unleashed her most powerful force lighting from her right hand but this time aimed higher at the upper half of the mechanic mans body, which would also arc to hit the woman behind him. The distance between them and speed of the joint attacks would be devastating and the pair of force lightning blasts would combine and arc in the middle.

Meanwhile, Nayelis left hand grabbed her pistol clipped at her belt near the lightsabers and she fired at Vincent towards his neck twice. This combination from Vex and Nayeli would be fast and devastating. Blocking all of it would take a miracle. The Togruta was no stranger to battle and would make sure those who had failed the Empire paid. Vex believed this woman had and so they must suffer.

 

[Serie Fond]

The moment she felt the Force build up in Nayeli and Vex, Serie was pushing herself into movement, her legs propelling her in a side step away from Vincent and outside of the cone of lightning that was already racing from the enemy's fingertips. While she was moving, she brought up her hand to her left side and started to channel the force in tutumenis, absorbing the lightning coming her way and using it it bolster her already built up strength.


After she had cleared the concentrated path of the projected force lighting, Serie directed her gaze towards the space infront of her, her eyes falling upon the various cooking appliances that had just recently been abandoned by the attending cooks who scattered in the opening moments of the confrontation before falling upon the two Sith as the the torgruta started reaching for her pistol., Without hesitation she released the built up and concentrated energy that she had been forcusing, unleashing a potent force blast, directed squarely at the two Sith infront of her that would cast the two sith backwards under the weight of the pent up energy crashing against them, large enough to almost fill the room from floor to ceiling and sent it hurling at them extremely quickly.

She would launch it while Nayeli was distracted with the lightning and aiming her pistol and while Vex was focused on both her lightning and attempts to prevent Vincent from drawing his weapons. As the two Sith were already focused and committed to their attacks, countering or dodging would be basically impossible, especially given how close they were. Her skills quite complete, she was doing this almost on reflex.


(Timeline of events so far Serie dodges the lightning while using tutumenis in her left hand simultaneously then uses it plus the 1round charge for a force blast)
(Serie force blast)

 

[Leviticus]

Leviticus was tired. Not physically, but in mind and soul. As a Sith Lord and the High Arcanist, he found his responsibilities having tripled over the span of months. He was not stressed but neither was he relaxed. Dealing with issues from both within and outside the Sith had left him with enough headaches than he could handle. When he pledged his loyalty to Andraste, he assumed they might march out and lay waste to the galaxy, or at least the Jedi Order. Those assumptions fell short. There was simply more to war than killing. There was political intrigue, shadow operations, rivalries— and he hated it all. Despite the problems they faced, how could the Sith be so petty?

The Sith Lord had been speaking closely with the War Master, Essia Contaris, on the strategic positioning of their forces. The occupation of Ossus and Mandalore was one thing, but their advancing armies in Yaga Minor and Ilum had yet to be decided. Leviticus hoped today would yield much needed answers, but Essia was as unproductive as she was meaningless. Not that they shared any feeling of contempt, but she had disagreed with the Sith at every turn. She was a brilliant duelist but a terrible strategist. Why she was even appointed as War Master continued to astonish him. Yet with her eventual challenge with Serie Fond, he prayed for a quick replacement.

Little did he hear of the challenge she currently faced with another Sith, and as he approached her chambers in search for another meaningless discussion, the Sith Lord found nothing more than a full-blown battle between two sides of Sith.

“Um, what the f—?”

 

[Darth Evandrus]

And Leviticus was here!

...

The kark was Leviticus doing here?

Well everything behind him was already turning into a battle and he and Siris were lucky enough to catch Leviticus at the doorway. Evandrus shook his head in amusement, helmet hiding the smirk as he waved a hand,

"Just a talk."

Crackling from behind him...

Force Lightning.

"A very enthusiastic talk." he amended, patting Leviticus on the chest and turning him around gently to usher him out of the room with himself and Siris, "Let's let them have their little chat, yeah? Siris and I were just going to step out and have a chat anyway."

If he wasn't opposed, Evandrus would leave the room with Leviticus and Siris.

Spoiler: OOC

Exit Thread attempt for Evandrus, Leviticus and Siris. If no one stops them, they will leave and a new thread for the three of them shall be made shortly.

@One For Sorrow @anzat17 @Dread @Cazar @Orbit

 

[Vash Windrider]

Vash attempted to block Series attack by using a force deflection to try and moved the attack to the ceiling.

 

[Xornoth Sk'ar]

Xornoth was surprised to see the gathering assembled as the combat began in ernest. Appearing suddenly out of thin air he looked towards the Nightbringer now in front of him as the knight drew his weapon.

Xornoth was not about to enter a fight that was not his own, although he now had additional subjects to question, at least.

First he had to find Lord Evandrus, outside if he was fast enough as he ducked back to the exit.

/exit attempt

 

[Leviticus]

“You must be joking, Evandrus.” He glanced over to the kitchen. Pots and pans crashed, utensils clattered on tiled floors, the chambers shuddered from the ongoing battle. All the while, Siris and Evandrus stood about, having smalltalk as the Sith tore one another apart? He could not believe what he was hearing, what he was seeing. The High Arcanist had been here since the beginning. An Exile long before Andraste, he fought against the infighting that plagued them. Now, what did they amount to but a band of children fighting over toys? He wouldn’t stand for it. He couldn’t.

But what more could he do? Ignore the High Judge, and the Eternal, and those clawing at one another, and command them all to stop? Leviticus was powerful, capable of ripping ships from the sky and turning enemies into ash with a snap of a finger, but this was out of his hands. Perhaps he could try, perhaps he could crush the ceiling and end this, or perhaps not. If the Sith decided to bicker, he would not be their babysitter. He needed the Empire to be strong, unified and effective, but if half the Council and their finest warriors could not realize that the true threat was the Jedi Order, then why bother?

“Chat. Is this what the mighty High Judge has decided? To stand around and chat as their subordinates rip each other’s throats out?” He hissed back to Evandrus, eyes yellow. “The Exiles lost the war because after Ilum, they chose to give into their rivalries and fragment under Warlords, all of whom watched as their once great empire collapsed into some free-for-all.” His head reeled away from the other man, trying to extinguish his wrath. If the High Judge ruled this brawl to be right, then the High Arcanist could do nothing. And he would do nothing. Instead, Leviticus shoved Evandrus’ hand from his shoulder and brushed past him. “So be it.”

He eyed the Eternal as he left. Of course, the Force gathered close to his hand and watched from both front and behind. Although he disagreed with their ruling, he would not interfere. Yet neither would he partake of smalltalk, or drink wine and popcorn while the best of the best became the worst. Rather, he would leave this world and return to Ilum. If they couldn’t set their differences aside against the Jedi, then none of them were fit for true purpose of the Sith. He would never betray Andraste or the Empire, nor would he leave it. Not for anything. Power was not his game, it was revenge. So, work had to be done. The Jedi had survived Jedha and Leviticus was determined to destroy them once and for all.

Exit Thread.​

 

[Vincent Cross]

Mother kriffer..



Vincent could not move and had a whole lot of bad coming at him all at once, he quickly took stock of his options and decided on basically the only one that wouldn't get him dead.



But it was gonna hurt.



As the lightning and blaster bolts came at his torso and neck he used tutamenis, centering the field around his neck and torso to absorb the bolts and the lightning. Feeling the energy flow through him as he redirected it back at the pair of Sith, but as a gout of flame -before serie moved and launched the blast- which would be nearly impossible to dodge in such close quarters. With the timing of his attack the flames would obscure Series movements, not only making it impossible to see what she was doing in regards to her attack but also screen her as she moved -making aiming at her also impossible for the moment.-




With the flames screening Series actions and preceeding the force blast their opponents now had a LOT to deal with in a somewhat cramped area, and so it would likely be very difficult -if not impossible- for them to dodge or deflect all of it.