Questioning Answers (Koe)

[Cassy]

The scene would be over Naboo's city Theed, in the morning. It would zoom it slowly, weaving through the early morning chants and bustlings of the Marketplace and then begin spiraling upwards, into the higher sectors of the city.

It would turn towards a large manse like house, and zoom in slowly. Upon the stained glass and brick patio, there was a woman in brown robes, with her cloak raised, arms folded beneath the robes in front of her. She was conversing with a man, and a woman, both of whom seemed to be lowering their foreheads on one another, holding hands at the conversation they were having with the hooded young woman.

A child came running out onto the patio, and all three sets of eyes immediately took to him. He seemed oblivious too the visitor. The parents looked at one another and the father sighed, the mother broke into silent tears and leaned her head into the fathers chest.

"I'm not into the business of kidnapping, madam." Cassy soothed them both with her voice, as they both looked at her amicably and with respect, the father even smiled. Stating that he knew she was here for nothing of the sort. The mother even nodded.

"We knew he was different....."

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Within an hour, maybe two, more brown robes had shown up. A few of them began to play with the boy, talking with him on the patio and showing him a few "tricks" with the sports ball he'd been kicking around out on the patio.

One Jedi kicked the ball off the patio purposely, only too get a snap reaction from the young boy, who managed to actually halt the ball mid-air before it could fall too the lower districts below. The other jedi aside from the one who'd kicked the ball smirked at each other and whispered a few things.

Cassy looked towards the parents with a look that said "I told you so", but it wasn't needed. They both looked steeled, and somber, but not angry at all.

"We understand now. Seeing him here with you all...it's a lot different than he ever acts with us." the father said slowly, but matter of factly.

Over the next twenty minutes, the young lad found out he got to go with his new found friends, and was overjoyed. He was even happier when he found out that eventually, he'd be allowed to come back home to them if he wanted to stop by. Cassy had a few more words with the mother in private, to reassure her, as her son was almost ready to say his goodbyes.

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In the aftermath, Cassy could be seen strolling down a long, ornate staircase that shot down into the lower districts before weaving apart into a fountain courtyard. She easily located a taxi craft, that took her to the edge of Theed free of charge when the driver noticed that she was a Jedi, and an attractive one at that. He'd never had the pleasure of driving one before. He wouldn't make the first one pay, lucky she wasn't the second he said.

The scenery was nothing short of breathtaking as they began pulling away from Theed, the city really was magnificent. Cassy thought about all the history of the place for a few brief moments, and just as she felt herself getting comfortable, the ride was over.

They'd reached the Great Grass Plains, and the craft landed. Theed was just a small, portrait sized backdrop, many miles off now. The endless shimmering grasslands set out before Cassy this morning. The green of it danced like water.

The taxi wished her well, she did much the same as she lowered her hood and took her robes off topside, tying them around her waist and letting the bottom half hang while her secondary robes were worn up top to bask in the mild morning glow of heat. The force whipped throughout this place, life teemed throughout all the grass as her connection with the force seemed to come alive merely by being in a place like this.

She walked, for what seemed like forever. At least an hour, it was near high noon now.
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Eventually, she found a rocky inlet, a mini waterfall, a brook, and a streamy river leading off through the Grasslands. The water clear, the other side of the river twenty or thirty feet across as the unmistakable sound of the crystal clear water slapping all across the mini-waterfall, and rocky alcove.

The noise itself caused her to relax. She completely took off her travel robes, now in her combat / under robes which were significantly more revealing, especially with a body many would love to be near or touch...but she was alone, out in these grasslands. Or so she thought.

She sat atop the best stone she could find with mild thought and a few steps...she sat, her back to the waterfall, and decided too look outward into the sea of swaying grassy green, slipping into Meditation as she did so. Her job as recruiter allowed her too travel...this place...Naboo, was one of the gems of the universe, and she was glad to have come here and found a little brother of the Force...however.

She sensed a presence, it was almost enough to make her break her Meditation, but she decided to remain still, and attempt to learn more about the presence as it got closer.

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He had been strolling through the grass plains for some time now, hours. How long he was unsure, being deep in thought about recent events, his arm mostly. He had heard of Naboo's beauty once and being it is controlled by the Republic decided it would be best to avoid the cities.

Beautiful cities he might add, but just like Coruscant and many others, the beauty hid the filth underneath, just like the Jedi. The thought resonated in his mind and his anger welled at the thought of the Order, slowly however he calmed himself. The wind seemed to pick up so he reached up with his right hand and pulled the hood on his cloak down tight so it hid his features and blocked some of the gusts.

Not a few moments later, a small pull at the edges of his mind caused him to halt in his tracks. Too deep in thought he had gone unaware of other beings around him, this one however pulled at the edges of his mind like a familiar voice. So he opened his mind to it, and slowly began to understand it, a being connected to the force, who or what they were eluded him.

Once again beginning to to walk he drew closer to the presence until he realized it, Jedi. the name resonated in his mind, then he sent it outwards like a ripple through the force, soft at first then as it moved outwards became a torrent that threatened to smash against the rocks of the other's mind.

The extent of his power in Telepathy, nudging the hood on his cloak up a gust of wind buffets Koeing causing a growl to well up in his chest. His crystalline eyes peer outward over the plain of grass until the woman comes in to sight, maybe a hundred feet from him.

Drinking in her form his lips turn up at the corners in to a cruel smile, she wore revealing clothing and seemed to be basking in the sun. A small laugh parts his lips as he draws closer, within twenty feet of the woman, finally his lips part and he speaks in his deep silk like voice.

"Your presence has interrupted my stroll, i do not suffer Jedi long. I suggest you move on and leave me be." His words laced with the power of the force, as if he were trying to compel her.

Noticing her beauty, his smile turned to a smirk his eyes scan the banks of the water seeing local flora growing there. Reaching out through the force as his right hand raises he plucks a flower about mid way up it's stem from the banks. Slowly floating it infront of her he holds it there briefly, the beauty of the flower signifying the beauty of the woman before him.

Suddenly however, tragically he begins to drain the flower of life. The color fades beginning at the tips of the petals then moves inward, until finally going down the stem. The flower greys, then blackens and before long the surface cracks as if it were ash. The wind gusts and blows the lifeless flower away signifying the woman's beauty fading and then dying.

[Cassy]

As Cassy sat in the brook, her revealing underobes almost revealed a bit to much as she sat with her legs crossed but the cloth in the middle stretched down the rock, her thighs visible and glistening off of the resonance of the stream, and a few trickles of water had splashed up. Some even hit her in the face, but she was too deep into meditation to budge.

When she opened her eyes, the world was completely different to her. The green fields, and air itself was moving in a crucial slow-mo. The force was...so alive here.

Death

The slow-mo seemed to speed up, and the grass swayed way too fast. It licked left too right, and the clouds seemed to speed up into fast motion above her head. It only lasted a brief moment, but now, a point in the force that was clearly, darker, approached her. Darker than her own light, darker than the environment, as the environment had clearly shown her through the force.

She remained sitting on the rock, her eyes open and finally settling on a man, draped in thin black leather, stylish, and attractive. His long hair came down around his face, his features sharp.

She didn't budge an inch as he began. As he finished, she looked down her bosom at him. A small smile draped upon her mouth, one of light, one with no fear. Suddenly, a flower picked itself from the edge of the waters of the stream, and floated in front of her. Twirling on it's axis slowly spinning like a bottle top as it levitated in front of her.

She took it in her hands, and admired the purest of white color that the force had blessed this plant with. It's beauty. She twirled it in her hands, for a few moments, until a sudden small shift in the force in her hand happened. The flower itself began too wilt. It curled up as it did so, wilting, and then withering slowly into dust.

The wind took away that moment of beauty, a gift from darkness.

She opened her hand, and cleaned her hand in lady like fashion with her thumb dusting the palm of the hand she'd been holding the flower in. A few moments of silence first, and then words.

"I....have interrupted you?" Cassy almost laughed but, her training outweighed the humour of the man's statement. "I know, what you are Sith." with that she stood to her feet, on the large rock jutting out of the stream.

With a single front flip, Body Force churned through her legs and being as she rocketed upwards too fast to be natural, and then slammed down into the brook kneeling. The water licked up all around her, splashing and wetting her hair down around her face slightly, as water dripped down all around her revealing figure.

She stood in the brook, daring the Sith too enter the waters. She raised her hand, and did a seductive, single finger curl a few times signaling a "come here my lovely", as her wet hair laced smiling features, her blue eyes sparkling, brunette hair matted around her. Her lightsaber was hooked behind her in the small of her back just above her slightly large bottom. It would be alive in a moments notice, humming through the waters.

She awaited...seeing if this supposed Sith, would dare too stand in the shallows of the river with a Jedi. He was foolish too come too this planet in the first place. But she pushed the thought out, now only hearing the trickling dances of the stream, and slight sighs in the force due to her close proximity to her dark brother through force.

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He watched her with close scrutiny, then with a light chuckle reached up and undid the knot on his cloak allowing it to flutter off with a gust of wind. His muscles and tendons flex as he stretches out, elongating his lithe body as if warming up for a fight. The lightsabers on his belt sway slightly in the wind as he stares across at the woman in her tight fitting revealing clothing.

The sight before him made his mind wander to what she could taste like, the thought causing the tip of his tongue to glide over his fangs before his cruel smirk returns.

As if accepting the Jedi's challenge Koeing strides over and in to the water, sweeping his right arm out the force ripples out from his hand causing the shallow water to shoot up threatening to knock the woman over. Meanwhile he stares at the flora surrounding him, the sight was beautiful but could only last so long, everything withers and dies, it is the truth of life.

Leaning down to drink from the water his eyes shift so he can see the woman out of the corner of his eye, refusing to trust her despite the difference in power. When he was done drinking, he stood and stared over at the woman and began to laugh softly.

"If you know what i am youngling, then why are you still here? Should you not call for help? However...I'm not here to fight, so if you simply move on and let me be i will spare you, for now Jedi."

The last word leaving his lips with malice as his eyes narrow and his posture becomes aggressive. Despite her beauty he had no interest in an all out fight on a Republic controlled world, no matter how much he would love to graze his fangs over her skin and listen to her whine in protest. The thoughts causing a small growl of dominance to come from deep in his throat.

[Cassy]

Cassy watched with mild pleasure as the man strode into the shallow stream. He felt powerful, more powerful than her. However she wasn't exactly oozing all of her power out through the force at the moment, and feelings weren't something she weighed anything by as a Jedi. No. This man was weak, weaker than her, he'd given into things that he shouldn't have, and had obviously turned him into something he's not. As he finished, Cassy spoke, still standing across from him in the water.

"Me? Call for help? Don't make me laugh scum. You're attractive, sexy even, but that doesn't mean you're very bright. In fact it's you who should be calling for help, one click of my com in those robes over there.." Cassy motioned to her robes, up on the high rock she'd been sitting on. "And you'll have a lot more than me on your hands."

Cassy smirked, the water still splashing all around her ankles on this warm day. Her smirk dropped into nothing as she felt the force shift all around her and pull towards the man. With Telekentic Force, she readied herself. Her hair came alive, churning around her face with her clothes as a torrent of water swirled up from the stream and came flying at her.

She had only but a second to react, and she started moving. Like a young girl twisting a jump rope, she weaved her arm in quick circles, and with Telekentic Force, the water splattered all around her, to her left, above her, too her right; creating a fantastic looking bubble of splashing water around her for a brief two seconds before it slapped away from her into the shores to her left and right, behind her, and down in front of her.

She remained pretty dry considering the amount of water, he'd thrown at her. If anything now, she was insulted....and the way he was looking at her. Like a meal? Something he wanted to touch, too taste. She relished this, as it showed she had some form of control over a portion of his being.

As he kneeled down and had a drink, her honor wouldn't allow her to strike back or move until he was finished drinking and attempting too intimidate her.

"Has your thirst been sated? Or are you thirsty for something else, you primal brute of an excuse for a Sith." her words attempted to pull his mind into some form of non-concentration before the natural between them happened. As he growled, she curled her lip up into a sneer of disgust that only a woman of her beauty could muster. She looked him up and down, her hair still wet, skin still glistening as her revealing cloth and net underobes were starting to stick to her thighs and hips. Her thigh high cloth jedi boots were soaked halfway up now.

She wouldn't let this Sith escape so easily. The brunnette called on her Body Force, heightening her adrenaline to levels where it remained near impossible too remain still, she then raised and sharpened her visual awareness through Body Force, and all became as crystal and clear, high definition, she could even see the shimmer of each strand of hair on this Sith's head now.

Between her clear Force Vision, and Force Adrenaline, Cassy almost dared him too move. She summoned her lightsaber from the small of her back, unclipping it through the force almost like snapping her finger it was so natural, the silver hilt floated into her hand as she moved her feet shoulder width apart, and lowered her arms, her lightsaber in one hand, the other balled into a fist above her thigh.

She hadn't switched it on....yet.

Suddenly, through Telekentic Force, Cassy extended her lightsaber free hand towards the Sith's feet. The water around his feet began to vibrate, and whirl very...very quickly. Suddenly, it heated up through vibration to the point where a huge pocket of steam burst up from the water, completely surrounding and coating him as it wafted up and out in thick white mists and trails.

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In the next moment, the blaze of a lightsaber could be heard. With her high level of Body Force, Cassy moved in a Zantetsuken like strike. Her speed of approach through the steam caused the steam itself to whirl like cotton candy as she passed through it. Her unsheathing strike took all of two seconds to be complete, she appeared out of the backside of the steam at a slide, in a form that showed her Zantetsu like unsheathing strike, and her baby blue lightsaber, hummed brightly as the steam behind her whirled.

Through Force Vision, she'd attempted to cut the Sith's legs right off with her burst strike through the steam. Her baby blue lightsaber hummed as she whirled it in kata for show, as the steam dispersed she took up a crouching stance, blade raised in a her Ataru / Chinese style above her head, in a stance reminiscent of Xianghua from Soul Calibur.

As the steam fully dispersed, the only noise that could be heard was the trickling and dunking of the stream, the slight buzz of the mini-waterfall a little ways down the stream, and the signature and loud hum of her sky blue lightsaber raised above her head. Her lightsaber free hand remained calm and still outstretched on front of her, two fingers up for balance, as her lightsaber hung above her head in the other hand. As the steam dispersed, she hoped she'd see the Sith's upper torso sliding off of his legs...but she knew not too hope for so much so soon, she'd been lucky before however.

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"I see you've chosen to decline my offer to spare you. You attack without knowing your opponent, without observing and i am the fool? More than you? I would welcome it, just you is like pitting me against a lost puppy who hasn't eaten in days." Shaking his head with a chuckle he watches her closely until finally she decided to take action.

Steam shot up around him and he heard the lightsaber beam burn in to existence. Koeing reached out through the force and enveloped the steam around him, turning it in to many tiny projectiles awaiting his command. He pressed outward with the force shooting the steam forward at such a high rate of speed the moisture in the air blade like, if the Jedi did not change course the steam would threaten to shred her body like dozens of thin needles.

He stepped to the side and raised his eyebrow then stared at all of the water around him. A small smirk crossed his lips and his right hand rose, fingers pointed toward the stream. "Unless you would prefer to become fried Bantha i suggest you stop and think. I can electrify the water in this area and turn us both in to cripy corpses."

[Cassy]

As Cassy burst forward so quickly, that water licked up behind her in a wave, she saw a creepy sight. The steam twisted around her target as she approached, a slow-mo would go off. In slow-mo she could see the steam forming into thin needle like formations, whirling in a smoky tirade as she quickly approached through the air.

She really, didn't care. That steam would not hurt her nearly as much as her lightsaber would hurt him.

She continued with her attack, blazing through him with an unsheathing motion with her baby blue lightsaber that made a loud noise like a car cracking apart. As she slid to a halt, she felt pain all over.

There were deep cuts, all around her body, her exposed thighs had chunks of red flesh ripped perfectly, her arms, even a bad one on her neck. She winced but shook her head slowly, standing there, baby blue lightsaber buzzing in her hand. As she shook her head slowly, she allowed the Force to pour from her gut all across her body as Revitalize took sway. She felt all of her energy return too each wound, as Force Healing kicked right in behind the revitalize.

Her eyes immediately shot open, as she'd been meditating on her opponents position the entire time while healing, her blue eyes belied someone who was not the least bit afraid. She'd healed for maybe five or six seconds after she crashed through the steam needles and sliced through him, she'd give him no more quarter, a seventh second of rest wouldn't come his way.

Augmented again by Body Force, she came at a zig zag path that kicked water up in a perfect trail of her path behind her, the water was kicked up so quickly that it hung in the air. The moment the water dropped back into the river with a crashing sound, she was upon him.

Her Ataru / Chinese style struck out a total of fourteen times at him. With telekenesis, she thickened the force around her as she flipped around him acrobatically, her baby blue saber slicing at his head, arms, legs, and neck. The sky blue blur fell on him from all directions fourteen times, as she continued to tumble around him.

Eventually, she came to his front, and with Body Force, augmented her vision and linked the feeling of the Force too her reflexes, making dodging almost like a Spider-Sense. She hacked at him heavily from the front, her one handed bounce with her blade timed perfectly. She'd slap at him, then circle two steps, and slap again. Each time, she thickened her strikes with Telekenesis, so that even if he defended them, he'd feel a wave of energy each time their lightsabers connected.

She would continue her blurring one handed swats at him, before she attempted a final maneuver for now, she would backflip away from him a good twenty feet with a Force Jump, and land in the waters at a kneel, one of her hands actually in the water.

In the blink of an eye, she would fling her lightsaber at him in a Force Throw, but long before it reached him, she would rocket through the water kicking it up behind her again, catch the blade before it reached him and attempt to take his head off with a blazing blue slice in the stylish maneuver. If he'd been attempting to defend the Saber Throw, he might've been caught off guard by her bursting forwards and slicing with it before it reached him.

As she caught her blade and sliced at him, passing him at a slide, she would go into a cartwheel Force Jump, putting some space between her and the Sith again as she landed on the other side of him, this time with the waterfall at her back, baby blue saber still a buzz.

She whirled it and crouched her knees, back into the Xianghua like stance, she bounced her feet, submerged in the water, lightsaber held loosely at her side.

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He winced in pain, his side step had allowed him to escape severe harm, her lightsaber singed off a part of his pant leg and caused some quite nasty burns. The pain would be an annoyance but that would not stop him from ending this pathetic attempt.

His attention immediately turned to her and watched her as she healed, he might as well allow her to seeing as she'd need it for what she just caused. A low chuckle escapes from his lips as she charges him, his hate welling up within him his body begins to tremble with rage threatening to topple over in to a Force Rage. He wouldn't let it just yet, drawing his viridian lightsaber from his belt he ignited the blade with a loud hiss, the humming like a soft melody to his ears.

Swiftly he began fending off her attacks, though she had the upper hand as he could only defend with his knowledge of Shii-Cho and she had the use of two hands. However when she began thickening the force around her to cause blasts of telekinetic waves to hit him he couldn't help but smile.

Her attacks were swift but he began to see holes in them, the lack of experience in her attacks. Taking a step back to give him the breadth of a couple feet that he needed his right arm drew back across his chest then he swung his lightsaber in an arc outward, not only in defense but also in offence.

He had hardened the force around his entire body, and focused some around the edge of his lightsaber. As it arced out the force pushed outwards from his body causing a torrential outburst that could be compared to a natural disaster. The force also pushed outward from his lightsaber, focused in to a blade strong enough to cause wind shear despite how close they are together.

The outburst would flatten the surrounding plant life and send the nearby water shooting outwards in a circle around him spraying the area as he attempted to knock her away with a very vicious burst of the force.

Buying some time he would jump back a few feet and ready his lightsaber in the opening Niman stance that reflects Makashi slightly. A smirk grew on his lips as he awaited the woman's next attack, he wouldn't be so merciless next time as to only knock her back, next time he would rip her in two.

[Cassy]

As she threw her saber forwards, and shot at the Sith Master with an augmented burst of Force Speed, she caught her saber noticing the force seemingly thickening around the man in such a way that a rumble effect went off in the eyes of Cassy. As she caught her lightsaber, and went into her bushido like slash at him at blazing speeds. She was met with a brick wall of force like nothing she'd ever felt. When their lightsabers connected, and extreme amount of force licked off of her side to side. The collision from her speed and the Telekentically augmented swing of his went in his favor.

The energy ripped right around Cassy, causing her form to slip ever so slightly in the momentary blade lock at the crest of the collision. Water ripped up all around them in slow-mo as they collided. The slow-mo would break as Cassy would get sliced straight across her upper shoulder, not having near the strength to fully hold back such a strike. This had her give way to the telekinetic force of a brick wall as she moved back away from him. The force of the slash knocked her back from her blade lock, and the wall of telekinetic energy felt literally like a door slamming directly into her face.

Her vision buzzed and swam as she was thrown easily thirty feet into the air at a tumble. Her shoulder stung as her vision righted mid-air after a few spins, clearly seeing the ground beneath her as her shoulder sizzled.

She steadied herself as best she could into a slow Force Glide to the ground but fell at a tumble anyway, backstepping as she gripped at her shoulder with one hand, her lightsaber buzzing loosely in her other hand at rest.

She pulled her hand off of her shoulder in recoil instantly at the sizzling sting. She thought to herself, Force, Healing, Shoulder, Force, Healing, Shoulder... at a mantra as her skin stitched itself back together at a glide, sweat pouring from the place she'd been stricken. Which was still, pretty sore. Her knees buckled a little from the sheer magnitude of what had just happened to her body, but she hopped left to right, boxer style and swung her blade, whirling it like a whip and got back into stance.

A single strand of hair swung down in front of her face, as she stood twenty feet back from her opponent. She retraced the battle in her mind. She seemed to have an advantage in saber to saber combat....somehow. That may have been her sheer style of lightsaber against his, he'd found a clear opening and damn near killed her with a single strike.

Adding that much force into a slash is no small feat...she recalled the whipping of the water, and only had to look in front of her to see the scorched earth cresting a good ten feet away from where he'd slashed and still stood. His saber hummed a deepest yet bright Viridian green, and she retraced it's path in their previous saber clash.

Shii-Cho? she thought to herself....no wonder she'd pressed the advantage with Ataru. As his body shifted into a Niman stance that Cassy instantly recognized, she was aware that he could probably land some crucial counter attacks if he knew anything of that style of importance.

She was lucky to survive their last exchange. If he had the capacity to lace the Force into his attacks like that.

She eyed her overcloak, standing behind her target's deep green glowing lightsaber, wondering if she should call for backup. Her sky blue lightsaber buzzed next to her face, pointed horizontally at her opponent as she stood in a combat stance.

"So....a Sith Master, wandering around on Naboo?" her voice was at a mocking bounce. "So is it the attention you love, Master Sith? Or perhaps the sheer enjoyment you get out of stumbling upon meditating Jedi on peaceful worlds?"

With this she went on offense. With impressive force speed, she bursted forward. In classic Ataru style she attached her kinetics too her body, twisting above him in a cartwheel and slapping hard at his head. She landed and went into a series of acrobatic strikes at him, even a few Saber Throws mid-flip or while passing over head as her sky blue lightsaber blazed around the environment, licking up through the water if it was saber thrown just above the surface while chasing him. After one such Saber Throw she'd catch her lightsaber, hopping it had just seared his head off and raise a hand towards her opponent after a gymnist like backflip and a hop backward into the air.

Force Statis splintered and crackled into the air as reality cracked and chiseled around the Sith Master. A white haze and purple energy would crackle around him if he was caught in the maneuver.

She'd follow up with Force Protection thickening the Force inside of her skin, and in the air around her as a blue light coated her for a brief moment, and faded as this ability activated. The force churned through her, the style of Ataru called for it constantly for augmented maneuvers of speed and feats of agility beyond normal. She felt still however, that she was in danger.

As mid-day pressed on, she stood across from her opponent, her sky blue lightsaber in contrast to his deep green one.

"Come Sith, are you afraid? Do you know fear? Does it consume you?" her beauty didn't hide any of her wrath or willingness to express the truth. "You should have shedded it all long ago...now it might just destroy you." she chided. "Your emotions make you weak, you can't appreciate anything you're just worried about your feelings. Like a middle aged child." her peace filled zeal almost consumed her. She felt the burning desire of million of her dead Jedi Masters before her, the will to wipe clean the Sith. However she allowed it too translate into conviction, into results, not Rage. This Sith still stood and by the looks of it, she may not be able to kill him.

They had however, been fighting for about fifteen minutes, lightsabers blazing through this brook and stream and the grasslands around it. If a convoy passed overhead, the security forces onboard would perhaps have something to say about a Sith Master facing down a Jedi in mid-day out in the open. This Sith Master should either be hard pressed to kill her, or end this by other means quickly by this point. He'd probably realized that she could heal herself, and quickly if need be. So he might be plotting a finishing strike, or some tide turning maneuver.

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"I was here to relax young Jedi. Sith do not always seek to kill, atleast not i. There is a time and place for everything, i came here to gather my thoughts over recent events you simply presented a problem out here on your own. I gave you the chance to walk away from this, i explained i did not wish to fight and yet you persisted. You brought this fate down upon your own head."

Readying himself Koeing begins to fend of her attack going through the Niman motions most closely resembling Makashi. One of her attacks got through his defense, the sheer amount of them annoyed him, the tip of her lightsaber broke through his defense and slashed across his left bicep. Seeing her land a few feet away he took a moment to examine his arm, she had cut a swath through the flesh and now the smell of burnt flesh invaded his nose.

With a low growl he turned back to her and watched, as he always did examining his enemy for their next move. She was predictable, fiery, rash and always on the attack. She spoke this time instead of mindlessly attacking, maybe she did indeed have a brain, a thought then occured to him maybe he could turn this young one to the darkside a further victory against the hated Jedi Order.

Avoiding the Stasis he smiled across at her then began to circle her slowly, he did not intend to attack, merely observe. She began to speak again, even for a Jedi this woman had a penchant for talking too much.

"Fear?" He laughed at her and continued to circle. "Not all Sith are driven by fear young one, there is hatred, revenge, passion, love. All capable of turning one to the darkside. Your beloved Jedi Order does not tell you everything young one. I do not know fear, i shed that long ago while i was with the Jedi Order, i was a healer and a diplomat. A Consular."

He stopped just five feet from her now, his crystalline green eyes peering in to hers. He lowered his lightsaber then deactivated it and placed it back on his belt, he had no intention of attacking any longer.

"Jedi do not strike down the unarmed, or injured do they now? I fell to the Dark side when the Order betrayed my Master. He sacrificed himself, gave himself up to a pair of Dark Jedi in exchange for them allowing me to live. I returned to the council with the news and they refused to search for him, saying it would be a waste of time. Many years later during my Knight years i caught up with the pair of Dark Jedi whom had captured my former Master. Come to find out they had kept him alive the entire time, tortured him and drained him of Jedi Knowledge."

His body visably shook as he came close to toppling over the edge in hatred, he stared in to her eyes and she would be able to see the deep seated hatred behind them.

"They then murdered him before my very eyes. Had the council sent out a search he could have been found and saved but no, it was too late even though they murdered him his mind was gone. The Jedi betrayed him, left him to die like a dog, an expendable soldier. You are nothing to the council but a pawn to send to do their bidding. A Sith CHOOSES his or her life, they do not suffer some bureaucratic bullshit. A Sith can make whatever they wish of their life, and the amount of power that you can have through simply accepting your emotions is unbelievable. Give in to your emotions young one and see."

His eyes averted as he looked off in the distance behind the young Jedi, he feared no attack from her and even if she tried there was no more water around their immediate vicinity, he had blown it all away.

"The Jedi fight for peace, the Mandolorians fight because it proves honor, do you know why the Sith fight? They fight to end this farce of peace. Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Learn this statement well young one, because there are no truer words. Look at the galaxy around you, how can we have peace when there shall always be war? The Sith fight to control the others, to dominate them so they can no longer create war and strife. The Jedi are fools. Follow me and i'll show you the true galaxy, unlike the Jedi who simply cloud it."

[Cassy]

As his lightsaber buzzed off, one of Cassy's arched eyebrows went up.

"" what was he planning? This was new, although she knew that Sith were masters at manipulation, even more so than some of the fiercest bounty hunters in the Galaxy. She wondered then, what he would do. He spoke.

He spoke of his reasoning for being here.

"I see....a Sith? Seeking peace? My friend.....passion is like a wild ocean, there can be no peace when you live through it." Cassy continued "You're trying to have a calm swim....in a raging ocean. Listen too my words, the truth is laced in them."

He spoke of fear. How he'd been a part of the Jedi Order, and the different drives of a Sith.

"If you truly were one of us...you should know better than to blame someone else, for what another did. He could have stood and fought with you, until the bitter end, right by your side....however he chose an option that let you live, my friend."

With that her sky blue lightsaber buzzed off as a sign of respect, not so much an intelligent decision given the current situation. But she was a Jedi Recruiter, a Diplomat first.

"And? Do you think you do him honor as you are now? Do you think for a moment, that he gave his life too let you live, just so you could become a Sith!??!" she pressed the point home adamantly, unemotionally, and logically to him. "No, my friend, I doubt that very much." Cassy finished, her voice trailing off into the grasslands as she stood not five feet from him.

"You dishonor him." Cassy said with finality. "You dishonor the teachings that you were taught as a child...." Cassy shook her head, her hair swaying as she did so, her blue eyes pierced straight through his soul. "You.....were a beacon of light, too fall so far, must mean you shone brightly once."

As he continued to speak to her of the ways of a Sith, she realized then that she; here and now. Was being lured to the Dark Side. What he said did interest her, love, passion, hate, anger. However, she knew that all of those things led to a place where you'd do anything, sacrifice anything to protect what you love, or fulfill what you believed in.

And anything was never such a good thing to be willing to sacrifice.

"I do not follow the lost, your power needs guidance. As do we all. What guides us merely changes the deeper you swim within the light, at a certain point. The Force itself is your Master." Cassy spoke elegantly too the man, wondering if by chance he could see anything in her words or spirit that could help save him from the Dark Side.

"Emotions are temporary, the force is eternal, I cannot abandon that which is eternal for that which is temporary...I'm sorry." she smiled a small smile at him. "We Jedi feel too...we just don't allow our emotions to guide us..they are there, just as the air is."

She wondered then, if she should make a break for it. She still had a faint blue glow about her that was barely visible from Force Protection, but right now she wondered if she really should take this Sith Master out. He was an ex-member of the Jedi Order, perhaps all hope wasn't lost with him.

"You should come back to us." she asked him once, "I guarantee the peace you'd feel at stepping back into our halls, at joy, at laughter, sleeping tight at night shall we say, would help heal whatever pain has driven you to be what you are." her words were laced with genuine feelings of kinship for the man.

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He began to laugh, her ideals were that of a child and he would end that right now. "Me? Honor him by becoming a Sith? No, i honor him by revealing the truth of the Jedi lies. Did the council honor him when they condemned him to die instead of showing one of their own the respect of searching for them? No. I have done what i have in life to expose the Jedi for what they are, weak fools."

He stepped closer to the woman and kept eye contact as he did. A necessary component of manipulation and persuasion. Shaking his head he couldn't help but feel sorry for how naive she was but then again he was just as naive once upon a time.

He felt a connection to her, a want to help her understand and evolve past the stale and limiting teachings of the Jedi.

"You speak of things as if you know them, have you experienced war? Have you seen the toll it takes on those who are innocent in the war? Yet the Jedi fan the flames. Do you truly believe, the living force, all around us would condone such havoc? No, i don't believe so, the Sith seek to stop this farce of peace the Jedi speak of. So long as the Jedi and republic stand there will always be war, but if the Sith, if they can dominate them through fear of retaliation true peace can begin. War would not exist simply because we would quell it before it could begin. What do the Jedi do? They sit in their towers and contemplate the outcome instead of taking action to end suffering. I am glad my former Master is at peace within the force but he did not deserve to suffer as he did while he still lived and the Jedi condoned that suffering."

[Cassy]

She listened carefully, aware that he was moving closer. But to her it was of no consequence how close he was. She had no fear of him. Although her black Jedi Robes were ripped around her thigh and around her body, she was completely healed underneath unharmed. Her mastery of Healing through Force was truly something to be admired.

She stared him down and listened. 'The Sith seek to stop this farce of Peace?' that seemed to be the basis on which be based his ideals. She shook her head when he finished, nodding once though.

"Will you please...open your eyes?" Cassy made one request of him. "You seem to not watch what it is that your kind inact around you. You speak of peace as if you would achieve it.....did you NOT say the Sith code upon your....initiation I suppose?" she stood now, dueling distance, ten feet across from him. "There is no Peace....remember?"

Cassy was not a foolish Jedi by any means, and flecked her eyes up and down at the man. "We will not go raining terror upon worlds simply to prove our strength...our dominance.....THAT is the difference. We believe the ends do not justify the means. Think of your beginning as well.....I doubt you came into this world attempting to be a murderer. One of hate." she laced compassion into the Force. He could not keep up with her in terms of speed, she knew she could probably escape.

But she'd have to put some distance between them...which involved fighting again. She calmly looked deep into his eyes, her emerald eyes seemed to sparkle as Telepathically she linked minds with him.

"Can you hear me?" Cassandra's voice would ring out clearly in his mind. Although it would sound altered and almost fairy like. Her mouth hadn't moved. "I can feel your pain........it's deep....you must let go." again he would hear her voice without her mouth moving. She flipped through the pages of his mind rapidly, she'd caught him with his guard down and wasn't about too let go until she was forced out.

She saw him shrink in age, and laugh with joy. Once he'd experienced it. Her vision was surrounded by white light and fog as it swiftly spun and ended, she took a step back in shock as her mouth parted slightly. He would've been forced to see everything she had, unless he somehow pushed through with his hate...rage...at what she somewhat forced him to see. They would've been like see through movie scenes to him...his own memories. He would've still been able to see her clearly, but how he would react to them would be another.

"You act as if.....you never knew to laugh." Cassy said this outloud, her telepathic link with him broken for now.

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He listened to her words carefully and the more she spoke the more it irritated him, she refused to see true reason, clouded by her brainwashing the Jedi forced upon her. Shaking his head he sighed with sadness for her, she would never learn.

She then did something unexpected she linked to his mind and before he could force her out she brought back old memories. They flooded his mind like a raging river, his shoulders became slack and his eyes softened, a smile touches his lips as visions of his parents came rushing back, then his old master, his time in the Jedi.

His tear ducts threatened to release a river of tears as he stared at the Jedi before him but not really seeing her, more looking through her at his memories. As it passed and she released his mind his eyes focused and he stared at her partially in shock.

"I...Seem to have forgotten how to laugh, or enjoy life...Please...Help me."

He seemed to beg her in his deep silky voice that now had an almost innocent tone to it. He moved closer to her, inches away he wished to feel that connection again, feel close.

Leaning in slowly his heart began to race as his lips were making their way toward hers, the only way he knew how to make that connection anymore, through passion or love.

[Cassy]

Cassy watched as he seemed to react adversely at first too her Telepathy tactics against him. For a few moments she considered igniting her instrument again, but decided now was not the time to so abruptly switch the mood when she might've gotten through to him.

His facial expressions shifted through a few different types she watched him somewhat on edge, but relaxed when she saw his features soften. A look he hadn't taken thus far. Eventually he spoke.

His words were laced with as much emotion as his expression was as she saw tears streak down his face. He stepped forward again. This time in a non threatening manner. He got closer, and then closer still. She hadn't ever been this close to this Sith without him attempting to strike her. It was somewhat foreign. Although she could feel he was relaxed.

She didn't bother to struggle as they embraced in a kiss. He was passionate, that much she could feel simply by touching him in this manner. She embraced him, running her hand up his back. Disgusting. Yuck. Not because he was unattractive, but because of the sheer act itself.

'A blaring hum, and hiss.' and Cassy's sky blue lightsaber ignited. Straight through Koeing stomach and ribs. She pulled away from the kiss, as her emerald eyes locked with his. An unforgiving stare met his as he would be impaled on her blade.

She would remove it with a somewhat slow yank, and push him off of her with her lightsaber free hand.

"How quickly you succumb to emotion...now look at you." she looked somewhat cold and merciless as she stared at him. "When given a chance at redemption the first thing you look to do when somewhat sensible is succumb to lust and passion." she now saw clearly how he could've made some of the decisions he'd made in life. A little more of his personality was gleaned.

"..........Forgive me, I did not mean to deceive you." she sighed. Apologizing...to a Sith? What was she thinking. It was what she'd seen during her Telepathic invasion. She held some pity for him. Perhaps even some regret at what she'd just done. "But the embrace of a woman is something to be earned....so I've been taught." truth be told she'd never had a serious relationship herself. Still, she studied various customs here and there. Enough to know what she'd just said to be true. "You don't just reach out and snatch it." she would cross to him and disarm him with a simple telekinetic slide of his lightsaber. His instrument would roll off to the side a good distance.

She crouched over him, as he was bleeding out no doubt. Perhaps she should leave him to die? No........he was unarmed now. But wasn't he her enemy? The Jedi Code....did it apply?

With a look of strife and sympathy, she remained crouched over him. Placing her hands slowly on his bleeding belly and chest, her hands soaking in his blood now. For awhile she remained like that, staring into his eyes a few times. But within one minute, a soothing white light would begin to be cast over them both.

Their features both glowed as if cast in some kind of dull starlight. She slowly began to heal him. Subtly, she invaded his mind once more and bode him to relax, to rest, to sleep even. As she continued to Revitalize him, she could feel him stitching up beneath him. She continued to lull him as best she could for fear he'd pay her back from deceiving him earlier.

Stopping her healing short of fully reviving him, she picked him up and slung him over her shoulder when she felt he was properly relaxed to the point of harmlessness from a mixture of her telepathic hampering and the not fully healed wound. She'd carry him into the river and waterfall nearby, slinking down next to him into the water.

Summoning his lightsaber in a telekinetic float, she caught it and placed it inside of his robes. Tucking it in like a wallet.

She would wade across the river, to the other side of it not ten feet from him as he slept. She would sit across from him. Watching him curiously as if he were some type of foreign species she'd never seen before on one of her romps through Shili with Master Teer Ka. The small running river of water separating the two banks churned on between them as the crystal waters of Naboo pushed on goaded by the nearby waterfall.

For some reason......although she'd been raised to kill the very 'thing' across from her. She couldn't. He was......a being just like her. Someone touched by the Force...didn't he deserve another chance at retribution? Perhaps he wouldn't return to the Jedi ever. But perhaps he would abandon the Sith one day. Find another way to bring himself peace besides lashing out against the Jedi for losing someone.

She watched him, half submerged in water as he was. Knees pulled up to her chest and face resting on her hands folded on them. Her hair was somewhat wild due to their previous duel, twisting downwards and somewhat damp around her face and back.

What she would do when he awakened...she had no clue. But for some reason...she had questions for him, about what makes him any different than her. Perhaps when he awoke, he would forgive her. Perhaps not. She had no problem crossing blades with him again; it would only prove her correct in her misgivings. It was a risk, but one she considered worthy of taking as her curiosity began to get the better of her.

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Vulnerability, would he ever show it again probably not. The amount of shock that had run through his body was immense and then it set in, anger. He couldn't do much because of the wound to his stomach which had already begun healing thanks to his racial abilities, however now it had been cemented, the Jedi could not be trusted she appealed to him, attempted to redeem him and then runs him through.

Then she seemed to once again turn her tune, she healed him, not completely but to a point where his natural healing would finish it soon. How could he trust after this, it had been shattered completely and now Koeing finally within the recesses of his mind grasped his nature as a Sith and would never let go.

He would obliterate any who stood in his way now, any who attempted to hinder him or even mildly annoy him. He would unleash the torrent of his anger.

Through his limited ability in sense he understood the Jedi had laid him to rest near the water, and placed his lightsaber back, very bad move on her part.

His natural healing finally finished the job, and he came back to lucidity as he observed his surroundings for a moment before his senses fully came back. He felt the Jedi nearby and that ended any thought beside destruction, rising to his feet Koeing's gorgeous green eyes tainted and changed taking on the appearance of one deeply seated in the Dark side.

Pulling his lightsaber from within his robes he ignited the viridian blade and in a swift motion brought it across his now useless left arm severing it and cauterizing the wound with the super heated blade. Deactivating the blade he used telekinesis to bring both his blades to bare before him, floating silently.

The force would overwhelm them and crush them to peices with the exception of the crystals. Removing two shards from his belt through the force he then placed the two crystals from his blades in the belt where they glow eerily.

Force Rage took over, flowing through his body as his right forearm began to faintly glow red, the sign of Force Drain. Koeing augmented his body through use of the force then shot forward across the distance toward the Jedi with a speed he normally did not use simply because he preferred toying with his prey. Now he simply aimed to rip this Jedi limb from limb and enjoy the sound of her organs exploding and spewing blood, he would revel in it.

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

Var didn't often walk in the countryside, generally for the simple reason that she'd never lived anywhere with countryside. Ryloth had been desert, Tatooine had been desert, Coruscant had been a city, and then Korriban had been a desert too. And her current residence of Manaan was all water.

Naboo was nice though, and it felt familiar. Or that was to say she felt there was something familiar and pleasant about the grasslands and the woods, and the swampy lakes. She'd never seen anything like all this before, but the pale Twi'lek woman loved it.

The Outer Rim world was also her first Republic destination since she'd left Republic space in the wake of her prison break, and it was the site of a major swoop race she'd broken into, signaling her departure from the Manaan circuit and her arrival in the top tier of racing. While she hadn't taken home the coveted first prize, they still gave her a trophy for second place.

Given the circumstances, Var had accepted that as good enough and taken the time to smell the flowers.

The slender Twi'lek woman had stripped off her tight racing suit and boots, pulled on her tan pants and black over-the calf boots and headed off into the countryside, her lightsaber secure in a side pocket. Her pure white arms seemed to glow a little in the sun as she made her way along, but quickly the smile on her face disappeared a little and she frowned.

Something was not right. Even her limited senses could tell her that something was afoot, so she listened long and hard, reaching out with the Force to find the source of the turmoil.

While her better mind told her nothing good could come of it, she was dragged along almost against her will towards what she quickly discovered was a fight among Force-users, as she could feel their presences and hear the clash of lightsaber blades. Surreptitiously she advanced, peering down from a hilltop onto a duo. One had just been stabbed through the stomach and was slumped over, but the other started to heal him.

Var couldn't make out the first figure, the wounded, but she could tell the Jedi was Cassy, the woman she'd met on Manaan under less than ideal circumstances. But there was something more familiar about the other figure, whose face was obscured.

Healed, he dashed forward toward Cassy and Var decided she had no choice but to intervene. She activated the silver blade of her lightsaber and charged down the hill, aiming to get between the duo and stop their fight before someone died.

"Stop!" She yelled as she drew closer.

[Cassy]

For awhile, she waited. Knees raised to her chest. Face wresting on her forearms. She decided not to second guess herself, and waited patiently. Either he would fly into a rage when he awoke, or he could somewhat try to see why she subdued him.

He began to stir.

She'd have her answer soon enough as she saw his eyes flicker open. They were the same color as hers. He looked around for but a moment, standing in the water without speaking, before suddenly igniting the viridian green blade of his, and cutting off his injured arm in a quick flash. Not a good sign. His eyes also changed colors, in a quick wave of yellow they coated over his normal green ones. Also not a good sign.

He then broke his lightsabers, both instruments crumbled into mettle as he stored his crystals into his belt.

"?" for a moment, she waited. But as soon as he raised arm, it began to whip with red energies. In a burst of motion he came towards her, her lightsaber hissed on as the instrument glowed to life once again.

Since he was flying at her directly in a Rage, he was off guard yet again. The red twisting energy attempted to stretch out towards her as he flew in. Her eyes lit up in starlight in a sizzle like effect and a loud flash went off at the moment he neared her; the feeling of the red energies barring down on her.

With her use of Body and Healing, each inhale and exhale as the Force Flash began to die down seemed to push the Force Drain back at bay. As Cassy would perform an aerial cartwheel over the Sith as the last of the light would sizzle out into specks of light bouncing across the grass.

Suddenly, another voice. A familiar tone? Cassy's sky blue lightsaber hummed in her hand loudly; as she looked to her right with several glances to make out..Dia..the Twi'lek...from Manaan. A silver lightsaber hissed alive in her hand; she approached with her instrument. A three way stand off would likely ensue as she approached.

Cassy's black body suit was ripped and torn in several places, as she wondered how a simple Force sensitive child pick up, and attempted meditation journey into the Grasslands had resulted in a full blown duel with a Sith.....and now...a reunion with her.

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The Flash had been annoying, but he sensed the Jedi flip over and away from him, when the affect subsided her turned and faced her. It was all fine, she had landed near the water which meant she was primed for roasting, then it happened.

He saw a flash of silver from the corner of his eye and heard that voice, why did it have to be that voice. Memories came flooding back, yet instead of tempering his anger, they fueled it. He spoke.

"Varulla! Why are you here! Do you seek Death, do you not remember my words!? The Force has seen to not only bring a Jedi before me but my former apprentice as well."

His focused remained on the Jedi, he would deal with Var momentarily, with a growl he stepped toward the Jedi, quick long strides to cover the distance as the red tendrils hungered for her life.

A sonic boom sounded throughout the area, Koeing had coalesced the force above the Jedi, the clouds had been caught up in the swirling force giving it a misty form. It had then shot down toward the Jedi with irrevocable force to crush her in to nothing more than flesh and fluids.

[Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy]

As Var arrived, the nagging feeling of familiarity that was gnawing at her mind turned into a loud scream inside her head, but with the tension, nothing clicked until the man spoke, and then it hit her like she'd been struck by lightning. She was rooted to the ground, and her arms went limp. The lightsaber in her hand fell to the grass below and deactivated.

That familiar voice called her Varulla, one of only two people left in the galaxy who used her full personal name. The first was her mother, and the second was Koeing.

Yes, Koeing. Her Sith master, and more than her master. Her first love, the man who'd lit up the darkness of her life, who'd been the first pure sensation she'd felt. He had been more than her lover, he had been her soulmate.

For a short and blissful time she'd been convinced she'd never be parted from him, that the duo of Sith lovers could grow in power and loyalty to each other, and that their feelings could transcend hate, rager, and anger and that even in the darkness beauty could be found. But it hadn't lasted.

They had been parted on Murkhana, and Var had gone on to Tatooine with only her closest friend in order to achieve her mission. She'd failed though, and her own errand of bloody revenge led to an implosion, and her implosion had led to a meandering path towards her mother and regaining lost love.

She'd become a Sith deserter, and her last reunion with Koeing had been bittersweet. The Twi'lek woman could still hear his voice...

"This will be the last time we meet, because if we meet again i will be forced to kill you by edict of the Order."

And now they'd met again, and as easily as that her life was forfeit, purely by happenstance. It was an unhappy coincidence, and the irony that she might have retained her life if she'd used her head and never followed the danger wasn't lost on her. And seeing him again, all the old feelings came bubbling up again.

His lips against the soft flesh of her neck, the smell of him, the tingling sensation in her fingers when she thought about him... And now the knowledge that he was going to be the one to end her life. Ironic that her true love would be her downfall.

A fitting story for the Sith.

Still, Varulla'aba had a kind of stoic resignation of her fate. If she died, she wanted to do something noble, she wanted to be remembered for the good she'd done in the end of her life, not the bad. If she did nothing else, she wanted to make her mother proud of the daughter she would see ripped from her for a second time.

The slender Twi'lek stepped in Koeing's path and reached out to touch the one arm he had left, holding him by it and looking into his gaze. Her vivid green eyes met his, and she noticed with sadness that they used to be a beautiful green. Now they were the corrupted eyes of evil.

"Koeing, please..." She said softly to him.