The Dark Side Juxtaposition {Jenno}

[Iota]

Harnadain City, perhaps one of the greatest cities on the planet of Muunilinst had ever raised, consequently, it was also the capital city of this lush mountainous planet and home to the very wealthy and money grabbing Muun. Quite a fitting place for the Sith Empire to control, for if they needed the funding, which a huge operation and war does, it is imperative to capture the planets of those races who are extremely wealthy and due to its relative obscurity in the wild and unknown regions of space, it can also count as an ideal base of operations if the Sith decided to ever ally with the local independant planets or perhaps the Hutts too, which in itself is a mine field, figuratively.

Xavier, the Dark Jedi Master, found himself on this particular planet as he was approached by a rather very attractive Twi’lek. This occurred on the planet of Mygeeto, a rather cold planet, but Xavier was drawn to the planet, he had a nagging sensation, perhaps it was his intuition but others would perhaps suggest it was the will of the force for him to travel to such a place as it would not be one of his usual haunts. This Twi’lek had intricate tattoos from the tip of her Lekkus crawling up and onto her forehead and down to her chin. She had a fair blue skin tone and yellow piercing eyes that felt like they could pierce into the soul of any person she laid her gaze upon. It was only matter of time before Xavier would be approached in one form or another once he had stepped foot back into the civilised world, as it were.

“My Lord” she said in a soft tone with a slight bow of her head “I am Yolanda Rahn..” whilst Xavier had expected to be approached, he hadn’t counted on a formal confrontation of sorts, maybe she thought he was someone else or perhaps it was just how she introduced herself, Xavier reached out with the force to talk to this Twi’lek telepathically as he could not use his voice box as he was a naturally born mute. “I am only Lord through Nobility, I am not Sith, young one..” Xavier nodded softly to Yolanda. It would be the first time that Xavier was mistaken for being Sith, in fact especially in this day and age many Dark Jedi were now Sith in one sense or another as this growing war with the Republic required more Dark Side force users. “My apologies..” She stated “Well, if that is the case at hand…” A soft smile sprung across her face as she continued “I work and specialise in recruitment.. And we need someone who is strong in the force, as you are..” Xavier was half engaged in the conversation, small talk wasn’t really his strength. “So you say, Yolanda.. You serve your Masters well, that I can respect.. you are indeed a credit to your people’s cause, I shall humour you for the time being” Slightly taken back by this nonchalant cavalier attitude from this dark sider, Yolanda was quite at a loss for words as she mostly comes across the broody mass murder types.

Xavier was not your average Dark Jedi and would like people to think that they aren’t all like that if they made presumptions. “Set up a meeting with one of the Dark Lords, for I shall not fall victim to red tape and bureaucracy, I want the best and you shall deliver, or you shall perish..” he gave a soft smile towards Yolanda. Naturally, she was somewhat intimidated, she was used to threats, but from someone who was powerful and said it with an almost content and calm attitude made her uneasy “err..ye-yes.. of course.. Head to Harnaidan on Muunilisnt, there you should meet a recruiter and they shall escort you, armed guard, to the meeting..” she proclaimed before whispering to herself “hopefully”. Xavier nodded to the young Sith recruiter before turning back and towards the space port on his way to this meeting, whilst Yolanda, in a blind panic ran towards her office in a desperate attempt to arrange it all so nothing back fired towards her.

Like the recruiter had said, Xavier made his way towards the planet of Muunilisnt, a planet he had never visited before, but he felt and knew it was going to be a day of new experiences for him, it was pleasing to the Dark Jedi Master to experience such things as his life prior to this was almost routine and it is was in dire need of a shake-up, to an extent and within reason of course. Upon landing, he was indeed greeted by another recruiter and an armed guard consisting of two soldiers, who had very well kept armour, it almost seemed these two guards were of special forces back ground. Was it common practice? Or was it merely covering their own back sides just in case the Dark Jedi Master in front of them was in fact some kind of assassin. Still, you couldn’t blame the imperials for such precautions, especially in this day and age, Xavier would rationalise to himself.

“Greetings.. Please follow me, I shall escort you to the rendezvous point where you shall meet the people you seek, my lord..” The recruiter, who, unlike the previous recruiter was a rather average looking human male, nothing overly stuck out to Xavier about this human, he was plain and bland, perhaps stuck in this position due to his mediocre presence within the force. It hadn’t taken long for the group to arrive in a well-guarded governmental like building that sit on the ridge of the cliffs overlooking the quite stunning landscape of this wealth driven planet. “Please wait here, the other party shall not be long..” the recruiter stated before nodding once in a rather cold, concise and methodical manner. “Excellent…“ Xavier simply replied before walking towards the bay windows placing his hands behind him, his back straightened and his chin held up high, he stood there in a regal fashion exuding confidence with a slight eyebrow raised as he waited for this mystery party to arrive.

[Jenno]

How irritating. Whilst he understood the necessity of recruitment, even with their now sizable Sith Order, Iniquitous couldn’t help but find the fact he had to further partake in such acts to be almost a waste of his time. He had plans to make, an Order to train and experiments to carry out. Yet here he was, upon the planet of Muunilinst, unofficial capital of the Sith Empire, his Empire.

If the Sith who had sent in the request for a high ranking member of their Order to attend this meeting was wrong about this possible recruit, he may very kill them for wasting his time. If there was another available member of the Order who would fill the quota, Iniquitous would have sent them instead, but sadly they were already performing duties he had assigned them.

Despite its necessity and importance to the Empire, the Dark Overlord had never much enjoyed visiting the planet. He never could get comfortable, though perhaps he was simply too used to the halls of the Sith Temple and the Great Library.

Finally the shuttle touched down at their destination and Iniquitous made his way down the ship’s ramp, a few paces behind him were two more robed figures, Knights of the Order that he had brought along with him, a small piece of added protection. But if this was an assassination attempt, he would want to deal with the matter personally, in order to send a message to any other assassins hoping to take him down. That and he would need some way to vent his annoyance from making the journey.

As he entered the build he was informed that the potential had already been escorted to the meeting room. He entered the room with his two escorts. He was not an intimidating figure, not very tall, and even through the robes it was quite easy to see that he was not a well-built man. His robes lacked the profane elegance that a lesser man in his position would quickly desire to flaunt. His only distinctive feature was his mask. It was simple in design, but crafted with ancient alchemy. It prevented the Dark Jedi before Iniquitous from seeing his face through the Force as well as with his own eyes.

His identity was still not known to many beyond the Sith Order and the upper echelons of the Empire, and that was something he wished to keep that way, for now. “It is a pleasure. Please, if you would like to take a seat,” he indicated to the table that ran parallel with their amazing view of the landscape, “then we can begin.”

“You two may wait outside.” He spoke to the Sith who had come with him. With silent bows of their heads, they exited the room and left the two men in peace. Standing above one of the chairs, Iniquitous waited for this man to join him before he would take a seat.

He could feel the power within this man; he was strong gifted with the Force. But in Iniquitous’ experience, recruiting such people was the most difficult challenge, egos flared and contests of power raged on. Every so often he could sit down and simply talk things through without having to get his hands dirty. The Dark Overlord very much wanted this to be one of those days.