Oh the People You'll Meet (Koeing)

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

"Good, but once more, with feeling."

Normally those words might be spoken by a dance instructor to her pupil, encouraging a beautiful and graceful array of maneuvers, or perhaps a director encouraging an actress to play the part of a lifetime. In this case, however, it was neither of those things.

The speaker was an extremely curvy Togruta woman clad in black leather, barefoot and pacing back and forth in front of a quartet of younger men and women in the boring black robes favored by Sith. It was a nice, intimate little gathering really.

Of course, there was no intimacy in her own special way.

The students were all holding two training lightsabers, and striking at dummies in an orderly fashion, as instructed by Naraka. She was utilizing the same tactics and techniques her second master had taught her many years ago. The training was essentially the same, but Naraka put her own twist on it.

Unlike some Sith, she wasn't particularly advising rage. This was about finesse, about utilizing skills, not passions. Her comments about feeling were more mocking than anything else.

"Remember, guard with your off hand, strike with your main hand."

Periodically she reached out and corrected a grip, or moved a pupil's arm in the way she desired them to strike. Invariably the gold bracelets on her wrist jingled slightly as she did so.

"That's terrible Zela," She said with a smirk at a Rodian man struggling with his sabers.

"If you were a better teacher," He snapped.

In response, the Togruta woman backhanded him hard across the face, and he fell onto the floor unceremoniously, looking shocked and angry. Flustered, he spat out an insult.

"You b*tch! I should kill you!"

The buxom woman folded her arms and smiled sardonically.

"Go ahead. Try to stab me with your training saber Initiate."

The Rodian quivered in impotent rage, his antennae twitching. He was clearly seething, and it was equally clear that he was already plotting an elaborate revenge fantasy that would never come to fruition.

"You'll regret this someday woman," He said venomously.

"Go away before I make you regret this now," Naraka counseled, examining the fingernails on her left hand. As the Rodian stood, she kept her deep brown eyes on him as he stormed out.

"Let's try this again," The Togruta woman said casually, motioning for the Initiates to resume their movements.

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It had been a lazy day for Koeing, lounging in his chambers near the training area when he heard a particular Togruta begin to speak. He had heard whispers of her around but never the pleasure of actually meeting the woman, and as he had nothing better to do he figured he would step in.

Stepping out his chambers Koeing wore his casual clothing, silk shirt and pants though currently barefoot he strode down the hall to where the training room the woman was teaching in resided.

He stepped through the door just in time for a young Rodian to run past like a scalded dog and he couldn't help but chuckle at the fear he smelled. His lips curled in to a crooked smirk which revealed one of his fangs as he stared from the doorway at the gorgeous Togruta before him.

She looked like a wild animal, and felt like it even more so, he had reached out with the force to glean basic information from her presence alone. What he found intrigued him, but his focus changed, his eyes darted to a young Zabrak initiate who had been beating the dummy rather than learning.

Stepping forward Koeing's right hand rose and instantly the force wrapped around the boys neck and constricted causing him to drop the training sabers and grasp at his throat. Throwing the boy against the wall he growled audibly and stared at him with malice.

"Jar'kai is about finesse and skill, not power. Your enemies will have the advantage of more powerful attacks using two handed maneuvers, you must learn to out think them and out play them. You are a fool child and should be put to death for stupidity."


Despite the malice dripping from his words, his dark velvet voice echoed in the small chamber as if caressing it and tempting the chamber with his power.

Turning on the Togruta now he tilted his head, his green eyes boring in to her Chocolate brown eyes and he smirked. "I've heard you're exceptionally hard on your students, however it seems you lack the skill to teach properly. Do you enjoy bullying them simply because you can? Or is it that you enjoy subjugating them, making them slaves to your form. Willing to do anything, i'd be more impressed were you to subjugate someone of intelligence. This is pathetic."

Once again his dark voice caressed the inside of the chamber and this time was directed at the woman, tempting her to him, daring her to do anything. To show him what she could do, he was interested in her she had qualities his saber did. That wild untamed ferocity that intrigued him so much.

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

Naraka sensed him before he came in; a silver-skinned Firrerreo who barged in to the training room, haughty and confident. He promptly choked one of her pupils and lectured him, which was something she was fully capable of doing on her own.

When he turned his attention onto her, the Togruta woman was leaning against the wall, arms folded across her breast. She seemed to have a casual interest at best, and it was readily apparent she was neither impressed nor amused at the man's intrusion.

The Firrerreo finished, and Naraka clapped her hands a few times, baring her fangs in a sinister smile.

"Oh bravo," She said sarcastically. "A fine little speech."

The Togruta woman straightened, and her chocolate eyes summed him up. It was hard to tell his age, as was routine for Firrerreo. He seened rather slender, and wasn't unattractive. However, he'd clearly challenged her authority in front of her students, which wasn't conducive to provoking her sexual interest.

"But alas, all in vain. You see, I'm not particularly concerned with your opinion. You are neither my superior nor my friend, and I'm afraid your chances of becoming my lover are now quite low indeed."

Mentally she sent him another message.

Don't test me. Your taunts are meaningless, but I will not have my students distracted. They're worthless little fools, but they're MY worthless little fools.

Naraka kept constant eye contact as she spoke, and her facial expression was firm, but neutral, displaying no real emotions, apart from a rather disinterested look, with just a hint of amusement.

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He couldn't help but let loose a deep throaty laugh as he listened to her, then her mental message as well and shook his head. Baring his fangs in a smile akin to a predator's joy just before it's meal he stepped toward her slowly until he was mere feet from her, his head tilted and his green eyes narrowing, staring in to hers.

"Your lover? It would be a waste, you could not sate my appetite. I'd be more likely to drain you of your blood, bathe in it, drink it then leave your corpse for the Shyracks."

His eyes shimmered with the force just before he turned from her, his right hand rose and a torrent of lightning shot forward enveloping the Zabrak child inducing screams until he fell limp, dead and worthless.

"Your threats are idle."

At that moment a large predatory feline stalked in to the room to investigate, Kain. Koeing's eyes shifted to the animal, he stared for a moment then Kain laid out across the floor lazily deeming the situation boring for him.

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

"If you kill my pet, perhaps I should kill yours," Naraka said in a sinister tone, her gaze turning onto the animal that had entered. For an experienced hunter who'd taken down dangerous game on dozens of planets, this one creature would be child's play to her.

"Oh, and that was a threat," She said casually with a smile that bared her fangs.

"What's more," the Togruta added, "A weakling like you could never satisfy me. I need men, not worms. Now take your little kitten and leave my training room. Oh, and take your bad decisions with you."

Her brown eyes feel upon the dead Initiate, and she turned her back on him. For many species that would have been foolish, but she had an ace up her proverbial sleeve. Togruta could detect space ultrasonically, like a passive form of echolocation. As a result, she could feel every item and person's location and movements without the use of her eyes.

If he tried anything stupid, she'd know it with plenty of time to react.

"Resume your training Initiates. All two of you. Remember, use the off hand to guard. We use sparring droids tomorrow and I expect you all to show some progress."

The Togruta woman let her fingers rest upon her dual lightsaber hilts, rubbing them slightly. A soothing presence at her waist. Very convenient in case of other Sith causing troubles.

That seemed to happen a lot. It made her feel a twinge of empathy for the Inner Sanctum in fact. Running an organization composed of dark side force users? It must have been rather like herding cats.

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"Your threats mean nothing, your mentality is that of a child. I'd have better luck having an intelligent conversation with a Kowakian Monkey-lizard." Koeing watched as she turned her back and noticed her touching the hilts of her lightsabers. A smirk came to his lips causing his fangs to become apparent again, he wasn't a fool and knew the Togruta could sense his actions were he to attack.

An idea came to mind and Koeing quickly sent a jab at the Togruta woman's psyche just to distract her, to make her question his motives as he strode up behind her and pressed his chest against her back.

His one useful hand traced the curve of the woman's thigh up to her hip without touching her, imagining what her skin must feel like and what her bite would be like had he actually touched her.

"You're like a feral animal, running on instinct waiting for her next meal, the time to strike so she can feed and move on to the next kill. Such...Ferocity intrigues me, the mind is an amazing thing especially that of a predator's. Your beauty is just an after thought considering what could be going on in that mind of yours."

He stepped back after whispering to her then turned to stride out of the chamber, Kayn stood and stretched expecting his Master to walk out but Koeing simply waited at the arch way leading out.

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

Naraka was caught off guard by neither the mental attack nor the chest pressed against her back. In fact, she pressed back against him as she smiled thinly.

In her mind, she left open a narrow window showing him what she wanted to see and no more. All that was important remained hidden like objects inside the shadows of a dark room, but she showed him things like passion and low inhibitions. And above all: power, confidence, ease.

Appearances were important, and Naraka knew just the image she liked to cultivate. Wild, savage, passionate, primal. She was a goddess to be both feared and worshipped, and no one would persuade her otherwise.

"And the beautiful thing," Naraka whispered back, "Is that you'll never know what goes on in my mind."

As he hovered by the door, the Togruta woman stepped over the body and corrected an Initiate's hold on his saber, but she couldn't resist a parting shot at the intruder.

"And you'd do well to listen to the threats of a 'feral animal.' You should know we have sharp claws and sharper teeth, and if you ever challenge my authority again you'll receive both."

Her dark brown eyes fixed on him once more, and they were filled with warning.

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"Is that a promise? Because i'm sure my body could do with a few more scars from Claws and fangs, especially from one such as you." He turned back to her and flashed his fangs in a smile before striding out of the chamber. Koeing hoped to see her again, if nothing else he'd enjoy bantering with her which it seemed was lost on many within the temple. They simply sought out power and tried to do away with anyone in their way, with a shrug he returned to his room.

Once there he began thinking on a concept for his new lightsabers, he needed something that would instill fear without him needing to draw them as from now on he wished to focus on using the Force and nothing else.

The Force is his weapon and he would bring it to bare against all, to show them the difference between those who use the Force and those who command it.

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

Naraka rolled her eyes and directed her attention back to the two Initiates.

Lover boy was a surprising twist for him, and if he thought he could work his way into her bedroll after challenging her that way... He was sorely mistaken. His first impression was his last impression, and she was not impressed.

Arrogance was so annoyingly common with the Sith. While she was arrogant herself, she was rarely belligerently so, and when she flaunted herself it was always in a way designed to cater to her exhibitionist streak. Not in a way to subvert another master.

Regardless, she didn't find him impressive. Not even his overgrown kitten.

"Back to work little ones," The Togruta woman commanded as she walked over to the Initiate that had been choked. He was still alive, though only narrowly.

Sighing, the Sith woman lifted him with the Force and carried him next to her on the way to the medical wing, where Sobi Q'asdan was probably going to make a comment about the staggering number of times she'd been in to see her lately.