Swords of the Past

[darkhaert]

Gary gave the Twi'lek waitress a pack of ice, and she thanked him. She felt the same animosity as before within the Echani. "I heard somebody called him the black demon," her tongue slipped, but her voice was loud enough for the Echani to hear. "But I'm not sure if he was. Until now. Now that I see what he can do, I don't doubt the claim at all..." She gave some time to continue. "He may be one of those top assassins that exist. I heard tales about it! I'm not really sure."

She strolled close to the Echani and held his hands. It was an act to keep him calm, but she had other intentions. "Thank you so much," she said. She used the dark side of the force to influence the Echani, and tried to dig deep into his mind. The force whispered to the Echani. Do you know the Black Demon? Do you remember what this great assassin has done? Has he killed anyone of yours? He is evil you know.

 

[Gio]

Donato thought hard, The Twi'Lek female grabbed his hands and something came to him.

The Black Demon....THE BLACK DEMON!

Donato withdrew his blade pointing it at the darkened man.

"YOU! YOU MONSTER!"

Donato struggled to breathe.

"You killed so many. OF MY PEOPLE! The monks of Reecees, you know them! A peace loving people, who deny no man to knowledge. They did...NOTHING to you but offer you a place to stay. My master, my master was there in the defense of our village hidden in the trees. You killed the monk leader...AND CRIPPLED MY ONLY GUARDIAN! I LEFT THE MONASTERY SWEARING TO RETURN TO HIM! BECAUSE OF YOU, HE PASSED ON DUE TO YOUR INJURIES! You took....my only family....and now, you save this girl's life? And you condemn them to death by refusing to support aan assault on these thugs! The kind of thug you once were! You hold no code you shadow of a man!"

Donato overcome with rage awaited the man's response, poised on attacking at the drop of a dime. This man, was why he had to leave his solitary life of happiness in his village. He was the one who, by secondary means, killed his master!

 

[Jerek Odres]

As Arch Dragonwill's hand reached the door so that he could leave, a voice yelled out at him. Donato accused Arch of crimes and murders that he never committed. Arch was relatively confused during the length of the entire accusation. At no point in his life did the dark knight ever come into contact with the monks of Reecees. He had absolutely no idea what Danato was talking about. Arch, for many years of his life, was actually apart of a militia that worked with the Republic and a select others. This was where Arch Dragonwill became an assassin. The opposing swordsman truly believe that Arch was the killer of all of his people.

As Donato looked ready to attack Arch, Arch responded quickly, "I have never come into contact with the Monks of Reecees," stated Arch cautiously, "I don't even know your guardian!"

 

[darkhaert]

The waitress moved back, trying not to get in between the two warriors. She glared at the Echani heavily, influencing him through the force. He's lying. Killers lie. He's afraid of you. He's trying to forget his past sins. He need to learn a lesson. Justice must be served.

"Please, everyone calm down," said Noko. This man killed monks. Who else could have the strength to accomplish such feats.

 

[Dmitri]

"I appreciate your time," Albedo thanked the pedestrian.
Hearing rumors that the dreaded Black Demon was on the planet, Albedo had gone to investigate. After a couple days, he had no leads until he overheard a few pedestrians gossip about a brawl between some thug and a Korun who the thug had claimed to be The Black Demon.
"He should be around here," muttered Albedo as he was walking.
Albedo came across a diner. He thought he might as well see if anyone there knew anything. He accidently opened the door with a person on the opposite side. It bumped into the Koran but the swing had been weak that it was barely felt.
"My apolo..." Albedo stopped talking when he saw the man with a blaster out.

 

[Gio]

"You...you think me a fool Demon! You were sent there! That is what the elders told me. I was not but just born then..." Donato had no face to the name, but this was what they called the man who had assaulted the village.

Donato's thoughts clashed with his emotions. Yes, a dark figure had assaulted the village, and yes, he was reffered to as a "Black Demon" but in reality it had been a dark jedi, not the elder who stood before him. Donato would have recalled this, had his mind not been in disillusion.

"YOU ARE A LIAR! A CANIVING SINNER WHO WANTED TO REDEEM HIMSELF!....But the only wa y to gain redemption for your sins Demon...is through combat.."

Donato withdrew his katana. What was he doing? His moral being was shaken to it's core. Thi man was no sinner, not demon! Why was Donato doing this? Donato himself withdrew the blade unwillingly, as if he didn't want to fight. And soon after he began fighting the feelings of hatred. A shimmer of reason saw through the black abyss which clouded his mind.

"If it wasn't you, you monster, then who was the Black demon of Reecee?"

 

[Jerek Odres]

There was a single flaw in Donato's story that Arch Dragonwill noticed right away. It was only a few seconds into Donato's reply, but there was a key fact that couldn't have possibly linked Arch to the crime. If Donato was just born, Arch would have been only eight at the time. The dark skinned man didn't even hold his first sword until eight years later at the temple he studied at. That particular temple also held no "Monks of Reecees." The whole thing was a huge misunderstanding and mistaken identities, which the darkened one seemed almost accustomed to lately. Now there was simply the matter of rectifying that mistake.

Arch Dragonwill stopped yelling back to Donato, "I can't tell you who the 'Black Demon of Reecees' is," stated the wandering swordsman, "But it could not have been me. If you were just born at the time, I couldn't have been more than ten years old. I didn't own my first sword until I was seventeen."

 

[Dmitri]

"The Black Demon?" asked Albedo, intrigued. "Well, this man may not be but I've been following rumors that suggest the Black Demon is somewhere on this planet."

 

[darkhaert]

The troubled waitress, who was secretly filled with glee, watched the dramatic scene. She knows how this goes, the hero finds the ultimate evil and defeats it to redeem the victims' death. He purifies his soul by the blood of the ultimate evil. Classic. Her kind of films. It was pretty predictable, an actress like her could see that, but something began to mess with her script, and it wasn't to her liking. Reasoning and diplomacy began to creep in all the drama. The Echani became skeptical of his emotions, and that is never good. Emotion is good. Instinct is in you. Instinct will guide you. He's failing and improperly following his impulses. She was starting to get bored, and irritated. Attack him when he's not looking. Kill him. Liars will trick you. Justice now inquiry later.

They need to fight, she thought, and they need to do it now. Then she spotted an Extra, flashing in the scene, overtaking the lead roles and the antagonist. A boy with snow white hair, who barely entered the diner, with foreign clothes, and cute cheek bones, had an aura in him not anyone could easily see. Obviously he was an outsider, but nothing special about outsiders, she'd paused. Until she sensed the dark side within this one. It was a small dark spark, but it was enough for her to plot.

She stretched out her arms, crying to get everyone's attention, and aimed her palms at the foreign boy and the wandering swordsman. "Swordsman, behind you!" Perfectly executed line. She used force illusion to wrap the light around the boy differently. It would seem that the boy pulled out his lightsaber, blaring in blood red light. And close to stabbing the wandering swordsman.

And to the wandering swordsman, who was caught up answering the Echani, force fear! An assassin, a dark Jedi, Black Demon. He'd come to use you as proof of his adeptness. He is here to assassinate you. She had used his impulse on him, to let his instinct guide him from the unprecedented visitor. He had been busy with answering, and not defending. Quick draw the blade and save yourself. He will cut you without blinking. He is a dark jedi. Take out his arms now!

Her influences too crowded the Echani. Now! Now Now! Now is the time to strike!

 

[Jerek Odres]

The ultimate failure and deception was about to be completely revealed to Arch Dragonwill with "Noko's" attempt to use the Force to enter his mind and make him see things that weren't actually there. When he turned for a quick second, he only saw a regular boy looking for answers. He then turned back to say something, "There is only this boy." Dragonwill felt something denied entrance into his mind. This was the moment that the dark skinned warrior's Teras Kasi training would come in handy. No one with Teras Kasi's ability to reject a Jedi's influence would fall for that.

Arch turned to Noko and began to see through the deception, "You are a Jedi, aren't you," questioned the agitated man, "You saw this boy before I did, and you know he is no threat. I felt the attempt to enter my mind!" Arch then realized why Donato was acting the way he was acting; sudden anger without reasonable thought. Arch turned to Donato and called out to him, "That Twi'lek woman is controlling your mind! Do you not feel the anger that is within you!? Is it not so sudden? Think of it! When was me being called 'The Black Demon' even heard by you," Arch swayed his hand across his chest in a regular gesture, "This is all a trick by her!"

 

[Gio]

I the confusion of the situation, Donato seized a moment of clarity, breaking from the Twi'Lek's grasp. He stepped back, and in a flash, resheathed his blade. his anger was surpressed once again and thoughts flowed clearly to him. A puzzled and angered scowl took Donato's usually calm, handsome face.

"Jedi. No. No Knight I've met uses the Force to bend thoughts and illusions in such a dark way."

Donato turned his head toward the swordsman.

"I...I apologize good sir. My judgement was taken from me for but a moment, for which I can only blame the succubus before us. who you are is not of question now my good man..."

He turned his head once again to the Twi'lek.

"What I want to know, is who YOU are Force user? Perhaps there was a solid reason behind your assault today?" Donato asked passively, not aggresivelly, but still wished to aquire an answer from the deceptive shrew whom sat before him.

 

[darkhaert]

Everyone's a writer now, aren't they? They think they can mess up the climactic scene. But no matter. The unexpected revelation was annoying. Preparation ate too much of her time. And not everything had gone perfectly. Experiments happen that way, she remembered. Even the most controlled scientific research have plenty of anomalies. Let's deal with this differently, then. The Twi'lek sat on the bar stool and called up Gary to get her a descent meal. Now, he was honest with his fear, since everyone knows that this woman is evil, or not who she claims to be, a normal waitress, yet no one knows she's not even Twi'lek. She had her back behind everyone, the Echani, the Korun, and the boy. No defenses whatsoever.

"Black Demon, it is in everyone's interest if you sit beside me and talk," she proposed. Everything else she ignored, because everything else doesn't matter, the Echani’s questions she ignored. She was only after the Black Demon. She was after his skill. Fifteen waitresses died all over the city, but she kept their identities. No one knows. She was waiting till the Black Demon chooses the spot she'd want. The thugs would serve as her reactant to the volatile wanderer.

When another second passed, and the wandering swordsman ignored her, she glared at him, but quickly weakened her stare. She patted the stool beside her, and begged for the swordsman to sit beside her. Her face did not face them again. “You are indeed talented, but I am talented, too.”

 

[Jerek Odres]

The now fully realizing, dark skinned swordsman looked at her cautiously. She had once again called him the black demon, and it was starting to grow rather tiresome. What nobody seemed to realize, was that Arch Dragonwill was not the black demon. The wanderer that was before everyone in the diner, was not who he was expected to be. In fact while they may have had similar features, personalities, and pasts they are far from the same person. No one understood the actual truth about who the skilled swordsman was.

Arch opened his mouth to speak to the woman who he obviously wasn't going to sit down next to, "The Black Demon was a Dark Jedi who fairly matched my description," stated Arch Dragonwill, "However he was taller than I am, and he wielded a broad sword, not a Katana. He and I both use the same sword style, but that is the reason for this fact." Arch Dragonwill closed his eyes for a second to show hesitation, "I killed The Black Demon. I was still with my militia at the time, and when I head what he was using my style for, I found and killed him." The truth was finally out on who Arch really was; a hero who ended a monster. Not the monster itself.

 

[Gio]

stories reminiscent of his childhood once again filled his thoughts. he remembered something important. ignoring the obvious rudeness of the twi'Lek Donato adressed the swordsman.

"There have been reports on you. once again, i knew this before...but something clouded my earlier judgement. Arch Dragonwill, a master swordsman was said to have taken the monster's life. But with the 9001 rumors about the Demon's death, I didn't know what to beleive. Please, as a man of honor, accept my apology Arch. Donato Mancini by the way. I do mercanary work for the Republic. And i'm pretty sure the Jedi allies of the Republic would be surprised to find a Dark Jedi so close to innecolony territory. now, I will show you the benefit of the doubt women, I want answer and not a fight. I'm sure me and the swordsman here would like some answers as to WHO YOU ARE REALLY?!"

The larger man hurridely worked in preparing the Twi'lek's food, as if in fear. The patrons of the diner had silently returned to their meals. Something about this women was strange....

 

[darkhaert]

Noko barely clapped with her fingers tapping on her hand. "Bravo," she declared. "You have not only won my mind, but my heart, too." She was impressed, but disappointed when she noticed that she'd talked in unison with someone. It was the Echani. She was unhappy with that, but she let him finish, as dialogues don't often overlap, she thought. How dare he scream at her! But she was patient when a name was said: Arch Dragonwill.

The Echani finished his question. "I'm amazed that a warrior would have the flare for the theatrics," said the Twi'lek to Arch Dragonwill. "Your tale may be true, or false. I've little care for facts, now. I like you, Wandering Swordsman Dragonwill. But you still haven't sat beside me, my talented swordsman. Please, my patience is limited." She smiled and lowered her head.

But then she remembered her flesh puppet. Her jaws tightened by the sight of the Echani. "I am merciful, child!" she said to the Echani. "I have merely influenced your mind, not bend it to my will. I have not reached into the deepest pockets of your soul and rip it inside out!" She exhaled with anger flowing out. "And you assume too much." A lightsaber hilt came out of her dress. It levitated then lit a bright blue light pointing at the Echani's face.

"For everyone who wished to live tomorrow, leave. Now!" A gust of force fear seeped into everyone in the vicinity. Not enough to drive everyone mad. "Finish my meal, Gary. Please, swordsman, sit beside me," she said. When her plate arrived she picked up her utensils and said, "don't make me use threats."

 

[Jerek Odres]

"Noko" was not a Twi'lek at all. She was a monster with the sole purpose of simple destruction. Why she wanted Arch to sit next to her was an absolute mystery, but seeing as she had already broken trust of everyone in the diner, it seemed appropriate that Arch defy her. She held no power over the situation, and yet did not yield, which was a large red flag. A blue lightsaber completely revealed what Arch had though of her the entire time; a Force user. There was still nothing that the woman would be able to do with the blade. The wandering warrior could easily overpower and out maneuver her in the form she held. Even her sword style was most likely no match for the dark skinned warrior with a past. So it simply begged the question: what did she want? There was no way that the human-turned-Twi'lek could know anything about who she was talking to as that was not in files accessible to her. That of course only added to the Twi'lek's mostly gross misunderstanding and underestimation of Arch. Did she truly think that the ways of the Force gave her an advantage against the man. Perhaps she did just want to talk to him.

Arch stepped away from the door of the dinner to let people leave. A Jedi's mind tactics were completely useless as Arch could force them out of his mind without flinching. He moved only slightly closer to her as he was did not see a logic in sitting right beside a woman with a deadly weapon that required no strength to kill. The dark warrior called out to Noko, "You have nothing," simply stated the man, "Why would you even think that you do?" Arch stopped talking to take his sword out and point at the lightsaber Noko held, "That lightsaber will mean nothing as I can out match any speed you propose. Your strength will give you no ability against me as I am at the peak of my physical body. You don't even know who I am to think those 'threats' would even phase me." Arch then put his sword away slowly back into the sheath on his belt, "I am leaving now, and if you wish to try and stop me, I assure you that your attempt will be futile." Arch's body turned to face the door once more. The man silently walked towards it and opened it up. He was leaving, but still weary of what that woman could be planning.

OOC Thread: http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/showthread.php?p=634135#post634135

 

[darkhaert]

She used the her fork to keep the meat on the plate, then she neatly cut the portion she wanted. The lightsaber shrank and returned to her hip. She ate the portion. Dragonwill had already left her side. "The food you ate, the milk you drank," she said. "It had enough chemicals for me to make vomit until tomorrow." She bluffed, of course. "Alone, without aid of the force, the drug is nothing. But with my talent, it increases the acidity of your stomach. You will not die, only suffer. But that will slow you." Yet her tone did not gave her up. She did not even stop eating. If only she knew she'd be caught, maybe she could have placed chemicals in his food, but she only wanted to see the Black Demon perform. How the Demon would kill and wreck. Only to find out that the Black Demon was already dead. She wanted to recruit him, now Arch was a perfect replacement for the diseased assassin.

"I've traveled and waited long. I will get to my point: we are on the same side, Dragonwill. And I wish to be your friend. But leave now, and you will be ruined."

She is powerless against him. She could not have stopped him. Although she could show him, but that was not why she was there. That was not why she plotted.

 

[Dmitri]

Albedo stood back up after being knocked down. He sat down at a boothe.
"How interesting," mused Albedo. "Your technique is more dark side." He grinned. "However, Mr. Archwill, you are wrong about one thing."
Albedo pulled out a lightsaber and pointed it at Archwill.
"I am not some defenseless boy and I am a threat," laughed Albedo.
While Albedo had placed himself in a bad position, he cared very little. He was enjoying himself. He had been searching for the Black Demon only to find the assassin's killer. He would enjoy taking his vexation out on the swordsman. However, he kept himself in a stance in which he could easily be disarmed as to avoid a true fight that could lead to his own death.
Albedo laughed and deactivated his lightsaber. He sat down
"I'm a collector of information, not a collector of heads," said Albedo. "I see no reason for us to fight. After all, I know my limitations." He eyed 'Noko'. "She seems to know her limitations too since she's avoiding combat against you, Mr. Archwill."

 

[Gio]

Donato felt the Force Fear, but this time had anticipated a force attack. I didn't help much, but it assisted him in seeing through theillusion. His old friend passed him by out the doorwith the other civilians as Donato sat and waited next to the Twi'lek. He surpressed his anger, as his monk training had made him a calmer person over the years. If Donato could not intimidate, he would reason.

"I mean you, nor Dragonwill any ill will. I only want answers. You see, being raised by monks, I've always been fascinated by Jedi and their ability. And when I was 20, I swore to a close Jedi friend of mine to associate myself with all Force Users, be they Jedi or otherwise. I wouldn't want to fight you. I just want to know what your motives are mam."

This was the true Donato, a kind hearted reasonable man, whom , in truth, just wanted answers and peace. Fighting would only be a secondary soloution to a primary problem.

(OOC: I asked my brother last noght, who is an avid RPer, to post in this topic for me. Little did I know he did a horrible job, and he exited without my consent my apologies.)

 

[darkhaert]

She ate her meal while Dragonwill steps an inch farther from her, and the Echani had the gall to continue talking. He is afraid, the Echani, thought the Twi'lek, but stupid enough to get near her. There are thirty different ways she could end his life. Twenty five of those moves are painstakingly tortuous. The other five are quick, painless, and unnoticeable. But he's not worth it. A child who speaks of Jedis and pacifism are not worth the tiniest effort. And he's crying his hearts out, too. She probably scarred something deep.

And the Dark Force user, who is unexpectedly there in the diner, was an irritation more than a bother. She didn't enjoy his comments on her limitations. Penetrating a mind of a disciplined warrior is not an easy task, let alone a mind that was defensive and cautious, but she knows she can ruin him more than anyone can. And she knows her limitations more than anyone.

This was definitely not a good day for her. Not everything was playing according to her script, or improvised play. She didn't like that. Meat puppets resisting. Cowardly Dark Force users. Egotistical Koruns. All she needed was a Jedi master to make it all better.

No, she must gain Dragonwill. This guy is better than the Black Demon, no doubt, despite the fact that he attracts too much attention. Oh Mr. Arch Dragonwill. You are worth the trouble. If only she could kiss him, and everything would be forgotten.

"Gary, get me seven glasses of water. Wait, Dragonwill!" She turned to the Echani and to the Dark Force user. "You want to see motive and avoiding combats, little ones?" When Gary returned, after dashing, out of fear, for seven glasses she used the force and threw all seven glasses of water at Dragonwill, who was already close to leaving. Then an illusion of her activated a lightsaber, with eyes glowing red, and meaning to cut the Echani in half. Another illusion of her dashed forward to stab the Dark Force user's eyes.

Meanwhile, the real fake Noko moved to the center of the Diner. To get a better view of every player.