Ackbar's Premonition

[Fusion]

Lamia had come to Sarka for some rest and relaxation inside its massive cave-cities. True, it was on the border of Sith Space, but she was here to relax, not kill Sith. She had come to a cantina and was drinking a bit more from her bottle of Sith's Poison, her eyes glowing as she did so. She simply waited, unaware of anything else other then her relaxed state.

 

[Dmitri]

A shuttle landed. Two figures exited the ships. They were Geist Weiss and an acolyte, Barrel.

"I'll meet with you later," Geist told Barrel.

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Bezhevy Tsviets, Grandmaster of the Luminado Order, had come to Sarka in search for Sarkan Nova Rubies. He had obtained a good supply, but decided to stop by a cantina before leaving.

Tsviets entered the cantina, his presence and ailignment in the Force masked. He wasn't much of a drinker, but his lips were chapped, and liquid was his needed remedy, whether alcoholic or not. The Luminado stepped up to the bar next to a red-skinned figure. As he ordered his drink, he realized the person was a Sith Pureblood.

"I'm surprised a Sith Pureblood would come to Sarka," commented Tsviets. "People outside the Empire don't tend to like them well." Tsviets held out a hand to shake Lamia's hand. "I'm Bezhevy Tsviets."

 

[Fusion]

Lamia Kressh. Please to meet you, Bezhevy.

She motioned to her bottle.

I'd be willing to let you try some of mine. No charge.

 

[Dmitri]

So the Sith Pureblood was Lamia Kressh. If rumors were right, wasn't that the name of the Sith Pureblood who was with the Jedi? He was surprised to find this person so close to Imperial Space.

Lamia offered some of the drink. Bezhevy brought his hands up.

"Sober for three years now," he said. The water he had ordered arrived. He drink half the contents then returned to Lamia. "So what brings you here?"

 

[Fusion]

I needed some peace and relaxation from all that's gone on recently. First the Jedi exile me for not even Dark Side usage, then the Imperial Knights third-in-command, a relative of the original Emperor, threatens to kill me if I even try to rationalize the use of the Dark Side. It's been hectic, and I came here to get away from it for a few days.

 

[Dmitri]

So she was an Imperial Knight. Lamia's presence at the boarder made Bezhevy wonder if Lamia was having doubts on whether to join the Sith or not.

Bezhevy gave a comforting smile. "That must be harsh, especially for someone like you, who excels in the Dark Side. You know, you could always join the Luminado. We don't discriminate between the Light and Dark Side."

 

[Fusion]

While that sounds interesting, I would prefer not having the threat of death from the Imperial Knights hanging over my head. They're almost ludicrously strict when it comes to leaving their order, a trait even the Jedi and Sith do not have. Hence why I was exiled from the Jedi instead of killed.

 

[Dmitri]

Bezhevy laughed. "We're a bit more laxed. We're fine with dual-faction membership. I could talk with your leader. Give me a way to talk with her and I'll persuade her to allow you dual membership. It should be okay, right? By learning with the Luminado, you could learn more than you would just being only in the Imperial Knights."

 

[Fusion]

I would... appreciate that, to say the least. Being an Imperial Knight is very limiting in what you can and cannot learn in the vein of Force powers.

But I sense a great amount of darkness in you. If the Luminado are balanced, then why do you seem so Dark? Almost like a Sith Lord...

 

[Dmitri]

Bezhevy chuckled. "The Luminado Order teaches both light and dark. It is my job to teach of the darkness while my counterpart, Kale Vanguard, teaches of the light. Though I am surprised you noticed the darkness in me when you've failed to notice the Sith outside."

It was true. A Sith, Barrel, was walking outside the cantina.

"Strange, isn't it," mused Bezhevy. "This is an Alliance world, yet Sith come here. It shows the state of the war, before it has begun. The alliance is lax in security."

 

[Fusion]

Eh, the darkness of some is weak compared to that of others. The Sith landing here shows how foolish the Alliance is. Were an assault to be carried out by the Sith on this planet, the defences would be overrun within the first few hours. I doubt the Jedi would bother trying to defend this place, though. They wouldn't consider it important.

 

[Dmitri]

Lamia had a point. In the long run, Sarka held little value past being a boarder world.

"So, why come?" inquired Bezhevy. "It seems a long way for relaxation." A sinister grinned spread across Bezhevy's face. "You're here for the secret Sith outpost here. The one currently being visited by a Sith Master and an Acolyte." His head faced the direction of where Barrel was standing. "That Sith there is probably the Acolyte. Interested in following him to reach the Sith Master?"

 

[Fusion]

I never mentioned anything about either of those topics. The only way you could know anything about this is if you were in league with the Sith...

She paused, wanting to take her blade and plunge it into the Sith's heart.

But I have no proof to prove you are yet, and why risk it? Yes, I am interested. Let's go.

Putting away her bottle, Lamia got up and passed some credits to the bartender.

 

[Dmitri]

Lamia tensed, and Bezhevy realized she may have misinterpretted him.

Bezhevy gave his addendum. "You misunderstand. I was implying that it's unlikely you're here just for vacation. This isn't necessarily a vacation spot. And I know of the two Sith because that's why I'm here. You could say I've been following them."

Bezhevy stood up. "Can you mask your presence? That acolyte may be ignorant of us, but it would be foolish to think the same of the Sith Master."

 

[Fusion]

I can make myself be naturally Dark, if that's what you mean. The Master won't notice a trace of the light in me. You could say I've gotten used to being both Light and Dark...

Lamia closed her eyes and brought all that remained of her inner darkness to the surface. Though Matsu had removed practically all of it, there were traces of it left, traces she could use and pull together to form darkness strong enough that most Sith would assume her as some unknown Marauder or Crusader. Any of the Light in her would be undetectable.

 

[Dmitri]

"Very good," complimented Bezhevy. He motioned to the door leading out of the cantina. "Ladies first."

 

[Fusion]

You're quite the gentleman...

Lamia stepped out first and took a few steps before waiting for Bezhevy to catch back up.

 

[Dmitri]

Bezhevy followed after Lamia. He started powering up in the Force, his aura purposely pointed at Barrel as if to be ready to attack anytime.

"I'll keep on guard," said Bezhevy. "That way if he tries to attack, I can counter it while you take the initiative."

Barrel began to walk towards a private hangar. The building was almost abandoned, as if neglected of care for some time. Sentries were present, but anyone in the Force could realize they were broken.

 

[Fusion]

Lamia kept moving forward, keeping her senses focused on Barrel while her eyes pointed forward nonchalantly. He wouldn't notice her unless he stopped and asked while feeling her Dark aura. She doubted he would notice her following him.

 

[Dmitri]

Barrel arrived inside the hangar. A shuttle was docked, quiet. He was opening the ship's door when he froze. He suddenly turned around and grabbed his lightsaber, the weapon igniting.

"Who are you?!" demanded Barrel.

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Geist Weiss decided not to let an opportunity to capture an enemy pass. A doppelganger of himself walked out of the shuttle. It didn't pass Barrel.

"Surrender, and we shall not harm you," greeted the Sith.