Post by Ice on May 20, 2008 3:30:37 GMT -5
Arx Shan's head was throbbing steadily, making her jaw tighten involuntarily as she attempted to call upon the Force to relieve some of the pain. With that accomplished she would then be capable of using the dull background 'noise' to build up a crackling flame of rage that would in turn fuel her Force connection. It was her source of strength.
The half-Falleen female, dressed in tight, purple leather suit, strode into the loud casino. The scent of smoke, the uproarious noise of the many patrons and distasteful mix of music, would have blasted the senses of any normal person. However, with the power of the Force, Arx was able to tune it all out so that she could focus on her purpose.
Xezir, a tall, male Falleen with a long topknot of deep green could be seen on the other end of the room. The skin around his eyes and on his fingers was a dimmer shade of green than the rest of his reptilian-like skin. While his eyes shone a bright gold as he gazed deeply at the two females across from him.
Immediately, Arx could tell that the man who was responsible for her existance was in the middle of some sort of scam. Even from across the room she could sense the intensity of his hormones and feel the tension it caused the women he was seducing. She let a grin curl her lip upward in a sneering grin as she slinked over to where Xezir was 'working'.
"I hate to interrupt..." Arx laid a hand on his shoulder, drawing upon the Force to exert her own dose of hormones, which threw off her prey. As his head whipped around, a slight frown wrinkling his wide forhead, Arx's plump lips formed an inviting smile. She had to draw Xezir from this public place in order to exact her revenge.
"Yes..." He took a moment to recover. "It had better be important..."
Arx's smile widened, as she took a hold of his hand, pulling him upward from the table. "It will only take a moment, but I am afraid it cannot wait..." With the help from the Force, Arx was able to loosen Xezir's mind enough to make accompaning her foremost on his list.
As she led him from the packed casino, Arx headed for a private location. She had acquired the room key to one of the nearby hotel's suites, just to throw off the authorities. Stepping inside the room she smiled alluringly at Xezir once more as he followed. Once the door was sealed, with no chance of escape, Arx released her mental hold, her faked charm evaporating like mist.
Shaking his head, Xezir turned, frowning at the woman before him. "What's going on? Do I know you?"
"In a manner of speaking..." Arx's voice was low and threatening. "You are my father and I am here to kill you." The words were released venomously, her eyes boring like purple flames of hatred into the man's face.
Xezir's eyes widened as he started to move backward, trying to escape his impending doom.
Arx stalked his every step as her lightsaber appeared in her hand, the silver and black cylinder glinting menacingly. With a crackling hiss the blade shot forth, humming in Arx's hand as she drew upon her hatred, letting it flow through her torso and into her limbs.
As Xezir ran out of room to retreat, Arx's lips curled sadistically. She swung the blade with one hand, the end slicing diagonally across his broad chest. With a grunt of shock and pain, Xezir fell back against the wall, clutching the smoking wound even as his life slipped away.
Just as she had watched and felt her mother die, Arx fed upon the death of her father. Now those responsible for her birth had suffered, they had seen the thing they had created and known of their mistakes. The Jedi would know too, but not yet, she would find a special way to make the Jedi pay as well.
When there was no life left in Xezir, the woman turned away, leaving his body how it had fallen, and smiling in satisfaction at her accomplishment.
The half-Falleen female, dressed in tight, purple leather suit, strode into the loud casino. The scent of smoke, the uproarious noise of the many patrons and distasteful mix of music, would have blasted the senses of any normal person. However, with the power of the Force, Arx was able to tune it all out so that she could focus on her purpose.
Xezir, a tall, male Falleen with a long topknot of deep green could be seen on the other end of the room. The skin around his eyes and on his fingers was a dimmer shade of green than the rest of his reptilian-like skin. While his eyes shone a bright gold as he gazed deeply at the two females across from him.
Immediately, Arx could tell that the man who was responsible for her existance was in the middle of some sort of scam. Even from across the room she could sense the intensity of his hormones and feel the tension it caused the women he was seducing. She let a grin curl her lip upward in a sneering grin as she slinked over to where Xezir was 'working'.
"I hate to interrupt..." Arx laid a hand on his shoulder, drawing upon the Force to exert her own dose of hormones, which threw off her prey. As his head whipped around, a slight frown wrinkling his wide forhead, Arx's plump lips formed an inviting smile. She had to draw Xezir from this public place in order to exact her revenge.
"Yes..." He took a moment to recover. "It had better be important..."
Arx's smile widened, as she took a hold of his hand, pulling him upward from the table. "It will only take a moment, but I am afraid it cannot wait..." With the help from the Force, Arx was able to loosen Xezir's mind enough to make accompaning her foremost on his list.
As she led him from the packed casino, Arx headed for a private location. She had acquired the room key to one of the nearby hotel's suites, just to throw off the authorities. Stepping inside the room she smiled alluringly at Xezir once more as he followed. Once the door was sealed, with no chance of escape, Arx released her mental hold, her faked charm evaporating like mist.
Shaking his head, Xezir turned, frowning at the woman before him. "What's going on? Do I know you?"
"In a manner of speaking..." Arx's voice was low and threatening. "You are my father and I am here to kill you." The words were released venomously, her eyes boring like purple flames of hatred into the man's face.
Xezir's eyes widened as he started to move backward, trying to escape his impending doom.
Arx stalked his every step as her lightsaber appeared in her hand, the silver and black cylinder glinting menacingly. With a crackling hiss the blade shot forth, humming in Arx's hand as she drew upon her hatred, letting it flow through her torso and into her limbs.
As Xezir ran out of room to retreat, Arx's lips curled sadistically. She swung the blade with one hand, the end slicing diagonally across his broad chest. With a grunt of shock and pain, Xezir fell back against the wall, clutching the smoking wound even as his life slipped away.
Just as she had watched and felt her mother die, Arx fed upon the death of her father. Now those responsible for her birth had suffered, they had seen the thing they had created and known of their mistakes. The Jedi would know too, but not yet, she would find a special way to make the Jedi pay as well.
When there was no life left in Xezir, the woman turned away, leaving his body how it had fallen, and smiling in satisfaction at her accomplishment.