Kaldar Point Station {Drace}

[Zaine]

Silent was the bowels of space that surrounded the war-torn planet of Mon Calamari. Nearly empty as well, with the exception of billions of stars littered throughout, the planet, few ships, and the small station called Kaldar. Syaoran, a lone Dark Jedi and self-proclaimed marauder, frequently made trips here for his own reasons. They were not actually reasons, but more of "passing fancies". He just felt like it. The sound of a fighter coming out of hyperspace broke the silence as a small blue 'portal' appeared out of nowhere. A small Defier-Class Snub Fighter came out of hyperspace. The moment it had exited the wormhole, it shut down and the engines stopped.

Syaoran noticed where he was; just where he was supposed to be. He was in the Mon Cal system, near Kaldar Station. He knew the station was abandoned, but could never figure out why. There were no gas leaks, no poison, no terrorist takeovers, etc. The man positioned his fighter to begin its approach on the station. The engines quietly exploded to life and slowly pushed him toward his target. The ship neared the station quietly and quickly, and eventually docked. Syaoran flipped on the landing gear as it slowly hovered above the metal platform. If finally dropped, landing softly on the ground.

The cockpit opened up and Syaoran stood. He gazed around the hangar and then jumped off of the leg and hit the ground with a loud thump. The sound echoed throughout, but no one came. This was the perfect place to relax.

[♫ Drace ♫]

Meditation, the art of focusing on more then an echelon of basic reality, looking past the obvious and finding the abnormal; most that were attuned to the Force practiced this form of unvoiced concentration. Sitting in a dimly lit corner of the Kaldar Station, Drace was entranced in his own subliminal thoughts; focusing on the past, present, and the future, not reality in physical form. Connecting to the Force wasn’t so much about how you did it, but rather how one would use that correlation to aid them. Though Drace’s mind was corrupt with confusion and hatred, he wasn’t simply a cold-hearted killing; every action he took came with its pros and cons. His contemplation and Force Attunement were ways for him to accept what he has done, and allows him to do it again without ill regret.

Kaldar Station was the perfect place for someone who wanted to be alone. Though it had virtually no errors, it was always eccentrically vacant; no sign of life, lost in space to say the least. Nonetheless, this simple station reasoned with Drace, both being alone, both being vacant; and both having an absence of sentiment. It was rare when Drace socialized, and when he did so, it was only to obtain information that pertained to a certain topic that tickled his interest.

While in Meditation, the slightest sound could be disorienting to a normal person, but with a Force-Sensitive it could be blocked out. However the sound of an Engine roaring, the suddenly ceasing took Drace directly from his state of Mediation back into reality. Stepping up from his once resting position, Drace gripped tightly the middle of his sheath from the ground and continued to make his way towards the docking bay. Once in the area, Drace noticed a stationed Ship, and departing from it a dark, luminous figure, whose darkness almost, if not surpassed Drace’s own. There he stood in the doorway, not giving a sound to his presence, but allowing his Force Attunement to make itself known.

[Zaine]

Syaoran continued through the door of the hangar. This place now felt..odd. There was some sort of disturbance in the force that Syaoran had not felt before. It seemed to be another force-user. Curious. Syaoran gazed around the room, doing his best to pretend he did not sense this interference. The boy entered the hallways and began down them, curious as to whether or not he'd be followed.


[[Sorry it's so small, I have 6 threads to post in today and that's not counting how many I'd have if all got responded to. Sorry]

[♫ Drace ♫]

So, another person had entered the Kaldar Station, and from the disturbing scent of its aura, a powerful, evil individual. Drace hadn’t felt such an aura since his father, and to now be face-to-faced which such a feeling, Drace was somewhat impressed. The mysterious exited the hanger and made its way down a corridor. It wasn’t impossible to believe that he had already sensed Drace’s presence, and it was safe to assume that if Drace followed, he would be stepping into a trap. Nonetheless, Drace followed, cautious to stay quite the pace behind the mysterious foe just in case something happened. Keeping his senses heightened, and his weapons close, Drace would follow the individual in hopes of learning his purpose for being here.

[Zaine]

Why was Syaoran here? Of course it was for the sole purpose of being alone. He needed that sometimes. However, his reasoning seemed to abruptly change after sensing a less powerful force of darkness nearing him. He continued quickly down the hall, secretly gripping his sheathed lightsaber hilt. This would be interesting. Lucky for the older male there was, in fact, a soldier training area near this corridor. Syaoran, when around, frequently came here to train himself. The male began to wonder why this younger force was around here anyway. Syaoran was here but a few months ago, however this younger man wasn't.

Syaoran soon came across a small automatic door that slid open when he approached it. The male entered, noticing how long it took for the door to not sense anyone on the outside. That was proof enough. The man came to a halt on the far side of the area, gripping his saber hilt even tighter. The invisible aura grew stronger as Syaoran focused his mind on it.

"So what brings you here?" he spoke low, paying no physical mind to the boy but at least acknowledging his presence.

Syoaran grinned, still turned toward the far wall. The man, however, began rotating himself to face the door. He made no effort to find the boy as he would reveal himself in due time. Syaoran released his saber and sighed.

"You can come out now."

[♫ Drace ♫]

Still keeping a safe distance behind the evil specter, Drace focused his eyes, and senses on the strong feeling of darkness radiating from the followed. Drace could presume that he wasn’t outputting all of his energy, and that he was indeed stronger then the younger Dark Jedi. Nonetheless, Drace was placidly interested with the existence of another in such a isolated Location.

Finally coming to a stop, Drace also halted, noticing the sound of a lifting slide door, followed by the specter’s quick retreat into the dark room. Now it was clear that the man was drawing Drace in, though he had assumed as much from the very beginning. Taking one of his Lightsaber handles from the hoister, Drace began to walk forward, gradually approaching the door, and within two footsteps away, the sensors activated, lifting the door.

As Drace entered the room, he could clearly hear the sound of the man’s voice, which originated from the far end of the wall. The statement was somewhat offending,. Nonetheless, Drace held a still, clam composer.

“I wasn’t hiding..”

Drace exclaimed to thee shrouded male; his words confident, and his demeanor tranquil. From what Drace captured from the statement, it would seem as if the man thought Drace was hiding. If so, he was surely wrong as Drace hid from no man, and at the moment, the Dark Jedi was more concerned with extracting information from the elder Male, hopefully some that would lead to answering his question.