Conjuring

[Darth Victress]

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Arianna had employed the assistance of Shizuo, her newly remade acolyte as she ventured deep into the prison cells underneath the Sith Academy. She had brought her datapad with her as well as a sample of Blackroot elixir. Slowly sliding the cell opened, she had the guard deactivate the force cage as her green eyes laid their gaze upon her target. A nightsister priestess, held prisoner and legless; she had been the one they captured some time ago on Dathomir and it was time that the sorceress was able to learn a few more tricks.

"Greetings my dear...how have you been?" She asked.

The Priestess woke from her slumber, unaccustomed to having guests this early in the morning as she scowled with hatred fuel grimace. "What do you want?!" She barked, obviously unpleasant and not pleased with her captivity. A dark chuckle came to Arianna's face as her delicate fingers rubbed at the priestess' cheek before placing a kiss on her prisoner's forehead. "Relax my love, all will be well. I'd like to introduce you to my new Acolyte, he has been blessed, in part by the gift that you gave me during our last session." Cupping the girl's chin with her hand, she forced the gaze upon Shizuo, "Doesn't he look impressive?!"

@Cainhurst Crow

 

[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo walked forward with heavy footsteps as he strode forward as he looked down towards the prisoner. The now malformed Kyuzo sneered with new lips, turning his newly made nose up, as dark sunken in eyes stared like two smoldering embers towards the legless priestess. His teeth still exposed as he looked towards his new master.

He looked at Arianna holding her face to gaze at him, a growl escaping his throat as he stared at the state she was in. He brought his cybernetic arms to cross in front of his chest as he looked down on the priestess, eyes narrowing as he examined her over. "This one taught you, how to make people like me?" He asked as he looked towards Arianna, then back towards the Priestess, "She seems...weak." The last statement had a predatory growl, a flash and urge of a wolf smelling a wounded animal flaring up as his metal fists clenched in response.

 

[Darth Victress]

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Arianna chuckled as Shizuo seemed to dismiss the importance of the nightsister's magic in his re-creation. The truth was that even though she seemed frail and weak, it was her knowledge that had allowed the dark sorceress to transcend the usual limitations for Sith and forge an entirely new path all together. She smiled as he ran her hands through the captive priestess' hair, affectionately rubbing her temple and forehead. "Indeed my dear Shizuo. This frail creature gifted us with the ability to augment you with the unholy blessings you have been given. Do not underestimate the power of the Dathomiri magics. They may appear to be weak, but we have much to know from them, especially if we ever expect to conquer this galaxy." She stated before turning away and heading to her data pad.

Attention swept over to the priestess, as Arianna approached her. "I'm afraid I do have some unfortunate news, the Mandalorians have invaded and conquered several caverns. Many of your fellow witches eliminated.." Those words stung like ants into the heart of the captive, her face grimacing downwards as a single tear brushed across the edge of her eyelid.

"You see, we are not so different.." She stated as she cupped the nightsister's chin, "Grant us the teachings we ask and I promise to deliver Mandalorian corpses to avenge your kindred.." Her voice and tone spoke with conviction and none could deny the Sorceress what she sought. For now, their captive merely looked at her and to Shizuo momentarily, pondering what to do next.

@Cainhurst Crow

 

[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo growled at the mention of the mandalorians, remembering the tales of the warrior culture who had helped to at one point, help break the galaxy on its knee.

He always wanted to fight a mandalorian, now he absolutely craved it. Hearing her promise, and knowing what he knew of the dathomir witches, sparked something in him for a moment. "We will spill their blood, for every drop they've shed...." He said as he looked down to the witch, "I merely need the power to do it."

@Faded Truth

 

[Darth Victress]

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The priestess looked at Arianna for a moment then to Shizuo with a look of confusion. Were these the same Sith that had chopped off her legs by stealing Blackroot and then forced her to teach them nightsister magics? They were attempting to appeal to her softer side, to appeal to the mercy and the neediness in her. She was tempted to lash out in anger and defiance however she collected her thoughts for a moment as she pondered the scenarios. She too had heard of the Mandalorian invasion and had her sisters already fell, the witches of Dathomir would require assistance to reclaim their lands. Only the Empire presented the firepower necessary to combat these unsavory foreigners.

Arianna knew of such as she probed the sister's weakened mind, helping guide her thoughts to lean and favor their own agenda. A wicked smile came across the Crusader as she rubbed the prisoner's cheek. The priestess glanced upwards and then reluctantly nodded. "Good.." Arianna said as she paced a few steps before turning sharply. "I have seen your sisters conjure a weapon out of thin air, one so powerful that it can stand toe to toe with a lightsaber. How is such power acclaimed.."

The nightsister began to speak and Arianna began to listen, taking notes in her datapad as instructions were given. Minutes turned to hours but she would not relent, not until this power was hers to wield.

@Cainhurst Crow

 

[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo stalked with patient steps during the first hour, eyeing the woman as he waited for her to divulge her secrets. He felt, a genuine pity for this creature. Crippled, and caged, it was no way for someone to have to live. But Arianna's words had stayed his hand, she was still of use, and so she would continue to live.

At the very least, they could bring the ones who did it to her to justice. They would also be slaughtering a powerful enemy in the process, and so to Shizuo, it was 2 birds with 1 lightsaber. The waiting however, soon became more then merely an hour. Stalking was boring, and so Shizuo picked a wall and leaned against it.

He flexed and unflexed both hands, still growing used to the prosthetic limbs that now attached to his form. Eventually, the sith closed his eyes, deciding to meditate as he did so. Thoughts of carnage and battle filled his mind, and a look of serene content came onto his face.

Truly, there was no place as peaceful as a battlefield.

@Faded Truth

 

[Darth Victress]

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Arianna continued to remain focused on the task at hand, she realized that these arts were beyond the grasp for Shizuo however if he waited patiently, she was sure she could find a rewarding prize for him. As the knowledge rained into her, she fiddled with her own magics. Trying numerous times to get the archaic tongue and the incantations down properly until finally...it happened! A mist of green fire surrounded her fingertips and summoned into them a green colored sword. The blade shimmered with force imbued power, likely capable of fending off against a lightsaber even. A wide grin came to her face as she cheered excitedly. "At last!" She took the blade and hurled it to the side, watching as it cut through metal and wooden blocks with as much ease as their plasma sabers. Turning towards the priestess, she affectionately rubbed the captive's head before looking towards Shizuo. "Now that I have finished, perhaps you can show my friend the basics of nightsister lightning..like this" Arianna stuck out her hand, shooting of a bolt of green lightning to the side as it crashed into several equipment trays.

The priestess sighed and turned towards the newly remade Acolyte, nodding in submission as she began to speak.

@Cainhurst Crow

 

[Shizuo Aramusha]

Shizuo listened to the priestess as she spoke, impressed by the power she had taught Arianna. She had learned to create a weapon to match that of a Lightsaber, and create it out of seemingly nothing. Such a power was indeed one not to be underestimated, and he turned his attention towards their captive.

No, their valuable guest.

Shizuo's attention was like a hawk, glued to the priestess. Every gesture, and every word, the sith absorbed. He had never mastered the force to the level that others had. His powers were always directed at himself, moving faster, jumping higher, increasing his senses. Never, had he the courage to direct his anger outwards, always had he kept the rage inside, weathered the fury against himself to draw strength from.

But not anymore. Now, the time for endurance was over. His enemies had gotten the shield, and now it was time they faced the sword. Shizuo stood and backed away from the witch as he put her lessons into use. The shadows seemed to dance about him as he drew from the inner darkness, the familiar fury of the storm welled within him. Instead of releasing it however, of quelling it, he held it inside, forced it to his will. He did not weather the storm, he took firm hold of it, and dared to try and control it.

The Green sparks started slowly, but grew more intense, crackling along his shoulders and down his cybernetic limbs as the lightning danced around him, emerald bolts hissing with energy as he focused the storm towards his hands. The lightning gathered, clouds of green mist pooling for a moment, and then he threw his hands out, towards both walls and away from both Arianna and the prisoner. The lightning screeched forth like a torrent, blasting in a beam like torrent as it charred and singed the walls.

With a single cry of fury, Shizuo jerked his hands back towards his center, the lightning and mist ceasing as he took in a few deep breaths. Both walls smoldered from the nightsister magick lightning he had cast forth, and he looked at his own hands a moment as a smile crept on his face.

"Amazing...this power...your powers, and wisdom, are truly amazing..." He said as he looked to the Night sister, clenching his hands as he did so, "The enemies of your people will suffer...and it will be in part, by your hand."

@Faded Truth

 

[Darth Victress]

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Arianna moved over to the fatigued dathomiri priestess and provided some Blackroot for her nourishment. "Indeed, your wisdom and guidance shall pave the way for many Sith to destroy the rebellion and once again restore peace and prosperity in the galaxy.." She smirked as she moved away, tidying up a few things in the interrogation room. Her attention now turning towards the acolyte, "Your new battle suit of armor is forged and prepared for your needs, you will be able to wreck havoc and destruction upon our mutual enemies. The gift of power is seldomly bestowed, take advantage of your blessings..."

She chuckled as she prepared to exit, "When the time is right darling, I will call upon your services, and I expect you to answer.." Was all she said, her figure disappearing into the darkness.

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