The Beginnings of a Sith

[Zaynath Ormoss]

A ship flies through the blackness of space as it approaches Coruscant flying into it's atmosphere heading for the spaceport. The ship had made the journey between Coruscant and Alpheridies many times as it was a supply ship, yet this time was only slightly different from the normal. Crouched and hidden in a corner, Zaynath Ormoss keep's quiet as he rest's in the cold and dark cargo hold. Around him various different medical supplies laid empty or torn open as he treated himself of his burns and sickness, it wasn't enough though. His first goal, find a clinic to treat his wounds before leaving Coruscant, his destiny was elsewhere, he felt it through the force. Zaynath couldn't go just anywhere though, the darkness inside him lead him to only one conclusion. Korriban, birthplace of the Sith. After stowing away and treating his injuries he had plenty of time to think and meditate on everything going on. He realized his force power was dark, the only people that could help him control his dark power over the force were the Sith he had read about growing up. Another thing he realized was that he couldn't stay on Coruscant long, he basically murdered his mother and refused to face the courts on Alpheridies. It was likely they might be searching for him and his trail could lead them to him so he had to move fast, Korriban seemed his only likely area of safe haven especially if they accept him into the fold for his abilities. Zaynath stifles a cough as he goes back to relaxing to rest his body before he hear's it, the sound of the ship slowing. He can hear the machinery of the ship grind and click in places, and soon the entire ship stops moving, they had landed. Zaynath readied himself using his force sight to keep ready and disposed of the evidence of him being here. The doors to the cargo hold hissed and opened as worker's came to review the supplies and remove boxes and other equipment they had been shipping, and finally his chance came. When nobody was looking a figure slipped out of the ship and out of the hangar unseen by anyone in the dock as the figure then joined the crowds of the space port soon leaving the port behind into the busy streets of Coruscant. Zaynath looked and asked around, eventually finding a medical building which he entered.

It was quaint and small, which was perfect right now as he made his way to the front desk leaning against it speaking with the one at the front desk, a young woman. "Excuse me...I need a bit of medical attention." The woman looked up at the young Miraluka noticing all the burns on him and gasped a bit before calling a doctor. The doctor and nurses came to his aide which he also provided a credit chip with enough to cover medical bills. It was a good thing he thought to take his families money from the house before leaving or this would have been a lot harder. The doctor and nurses treated his burns and gave him some medicine for his sickness while they asked what happened. Zaynath lied and said it was a vehicle accident, the sickness however was normal since birth for him hence why he had a breathing mask. When they were done treating him they left him to rest in a medical bed, while he didn't want to sleep, he couldn't help his exhaustion at this point and closed his eyes passing out. While he slept dreams and nightmares wracked his mind as he tossed and turned lightly, unbeknownst to him he called out through the force, the darkness inside of him reaching out into the force.

@Olympia Argead

 

[Olympia Argead]

Olympia smiled at the young girl who was talking to her, she had just got a new toy from around the corner and wanted to show it off to everyone at the little café. Olympia crouched down next to the girl, letting her back lean slightly on the table to help keep her balance it was a cute toy, one she would have liked when she was the girls age. "Look it does this." The little girl called out as she showed out another of the toy's features to her. "Wow, that's amazing you must be a lucky girl." Olympia said to the little girl, before she could be shown any more, the parents appeared from the side of the café and called her back to the table. Apologizing to Olympia as they did, she did not mind she had a little son of her own, though he was only a little over a three years old and was far from the innocent and sweet little girl, he was a terror one she fleet sorry for leaving in the hands of the nanny.

She finished her coffee before leaving the Café, it had been a quiet day for her so far, she was looking into further financial avenues for herself but had found little luck. The coffee was a welcome break from the endless reading and holo-vids she had been sifting through throughout the morning. But now it was time for her to return to the boring work, leaving the café she turned towards the financial district. She was wearing a light cream dress, far from the dark and dreary rags that a large number of her fellow Sith wore. Her light-saber was concealed within her long sleeves, within easy reach but out of sight. She had no need for the fear or subservient nature that came with the badge of the Sith. The walk took her past one of the many medical buildings that dotted the district, as she stepped past the front door she felt a pang through the force. It was weak, but dark, like a child's cry from the bottom of a deep well. She was tempted to let it be, but then the call came again, curiosity got the better of her. Stepping through the door she was greeted by the receptionist. Olympia decided to use her little badge and pulled out her light-saber only for a moment to show the women, no malice in her movement. "I am looking for someone who has just arrived. I would assume his wounds would be severe." It was a educated guess, but it seemed to pay off as the women directed him towards one of the treatment rooms. Opening the door, she dismissed the medical droid and looked over the half-dead creature which lay on the bed before her. She waited in silence examining him with both her eyes and the force waiting for him to wake.

 

[Zaynath Ormoss]

The dreams and nightmares finally stopped and he slept peacefully for a time. When he finally stirred awake he sat up slowly before going into a coughing fit again coughing into his breathing mask. When it subsided he rubbed his chest for a moment and froze. He hadn’t used his force sight since he just woke up but now he could sense her. He didn’t turn his head towards her direction but spoke out towards her. “Who are you? I don’t recognize your presence from the doctors or nurses...authorities?” He used his sight once more and didn’t feel any other presences outside the room. “No...I would already have handcuffs on me most likely...which means your not here for what happened?”

Zaynath turned his body towards her slowly sitting on the edge of the bed though close to the pillow, where he had hidden his Vibroblade. His hand was now near his pillow just incase as he looked to here. His clothes were slightly dirtied and tattered, and the red cloth covering his eyes which was usually a sign of a Miraluka. “So what can this sick and heavily injured person do for you?” He said staying the obvious from appearance, but in reality he was pretty good to move and fight right now if needed. Zaynath only said that to put the person off guard Incase this was a potential threat.

@Olympia Argead

 

[Olympia Argead]

Olympia smiled at the man as he spoke, something seemingly had happened to him, something that was the cause of his wounds but also something that the 'Authorities' would be chasing him down for? Intriguing to say the least, perhaps she had been guided here for a reason. She crossed her hands behind her back and looked down at the figure, he was shifting around on the bed, he was nervous, though she could not blame him. If he was on the run as it appeared, having someone randomly appear in the room when you woke up from a medically induced sleep would put anyone on edge.

She could sense a threat coming from him, perhaps a weapon, blaster or blade was concealed on or around him. Though in his current state weapon or not he was no match for Olympia. Her smile shifted into a smirk as he spoke asking her for her reasoning t o being in the room. "Firstly I would advise against doing anything stupid." She spoke in a strong tone, to add weight to her comment she reached out with her hand, channelling the force through her body she lifted the small metal bowl next to his table allowing it to hover for a few moments, long enough for him to see it and realise what it was before letting it fall back down to the ground. "As for my reasoning here, I am Sith, I can go where I please. Why are you here? And what are you running from?"

 

[Zaynath Ormoss]

Zaynath watched her closely, when she raised her hand towards him he flinched slightly semi reaching for the weapon but stopped when he felt it. His head turned towards the bowl as it was floating in the air, he could sense it through the force. When it was placed down again he moved his head back towards her direction with a quizzical look. When she said she was Sith something happened she probably would expected, he relaxed. Most people would be put on edge even more talking to a Sith yet he seemed fine.

He reached over to wear his pillow was and lifted it up revealing the blade to her as he returned his hands to his lap. “Sith. I see that’s good then. I had an...altercation with my family. Both of my parents are now dead, and I stowed away on a ship to hear and found this hospital to heal my wounds.” He said coldly about the situation before looking towards her. “I...I heard the force...or more like felt it. So I was planning on using the last of my credits to head to Korriban. At least that’s what it felt like the force wasn’t trying to tell me.” Zaynath said plainly get honestly, their was no point losing to a Sith about wanting to become a Sith. He wasn’t sure exactly how the force worked, but he had decided not to lie Incase she could tell. That would only cause problems for him.

@Olympia Argead