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| Masked In Sight.; Veko | Nar Shadda | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Aug 11 2011, 10:02:34 AM (583 Views) | |
| Vallyn | Aug 23 2011, 08:18:44 PM Post #11 |
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| Jean | Aug 24 2011, 08:17:13 PM Post #12 |
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Mivaal's replies were something that Veko found himself surprised about, certainly, he had thought, she of all people would have kept such to herself, would have contained those emotions and those thoughts for the betterment of the mission, especially around someone who would and could willingly use such information against her at a moments notice. But perhaps, he thought, it was an attempt to draw him in, an attempt to make him reveal himself to her and help her, or at the very least be open for her to attack or subdue. No doubt there was a capture or kill order out on him from the Jedi, with the two that he had killed, and the few others he might have turned or made doubt the order, yes, it was quite possible that they put such an order out on him. But, as he ever was, Veko put value by her words and her opinions and began to form a plan of his own based upon the facts and opinions she herself had indulged in sharing with him. The things he could say were many, the actions available to him even more abundant, but the question was which ones to choose out of the opportunities available to him? Truly he did remember the quiet affections they had shared, that he had sensed in himself and her during his tenure as a Jedi Knight, was it so far-fetched that the feelings might still exist? It was entirely possible, plausible even, but could he use it? Again the rogue felt that nervous tick and slight discontent with himself about seeking a use for everything, even his own conflicted emotions. But then that was who he was; a practical, pragmatic man who thought to use everything he possibly could to his advantage in any given situation, and he was rather happy with that self-assessment. The question now was not should he use his emotions, but how far he should go and what actions might most indulge his fantasies and that of Mivaal's objectiveness about the mission and her own desires. Yes, that was the question, and if he was to figure something out he had better do it soon. It would not be long now until their game of cat and mouse became moot and he led her straight to their shared target or so far away from it his influence would disappear and she would leave before they got to her. Time was the true enemy here, and as he gazed upon the Jedi and caught another glimpse of her scant garb, he knew exactly what to do. "I'm glad you feel as I feel," he commented, the force disappearing all around him sending waves of shimmering light in all directions as he dispelled his techniques and bared himself before the eyes of his old friend. "But is it truly so far-fetched that I might seek someone to share emotion rather than physical pleasure with during such an intimate act? I have not forgotten Mivaal, and I hope that what you have said is not a ruse. For old times sake, I can think of few ways to honor our silent feelings besides a quiet night together." |
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Council Meeting Jedi Training: Simulated Attack Master Rovnak Torvalan Assassin Veko Kay'lak Knight Quinn Vollas Csika'uro'vansha - Aurov Inventor Malcom Araius | |
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| Vallyn | Aug 25 2011, 11:14:22 AM Post #13 |
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| Jean | Aug 26 2011, 04:24:08 PM Post #14 |
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Get into the cracks of her defenses? That was a good way to put it, though to exploit just her cracks would be enough for him, and he would so love to explore them all night long. It had not been so long since his last female partnership in the bedroom, but he did find Mivaal so attractive, alluring, so... forbidden, he liked that word. She was the forbidden fruit, the forbidden piece of knowledge, of completion that he needed in order to fulfill his goals and himself. Yes, he would be sure to get into her cracks and fulfill them to be sure, a most lewd thought to be sure but one that offered a series of pleasant images to the rogue. Pleasant though they were, the assassin was forced to slide them aside for what came next, a series of more disturbing images that rekindled secrets and events now long past, events that he had put behind him many years ago. The death of his master, Master Tarvas Kay'lak, his adoptive father was the true title that Veko had given to him, a title he still claimed ownership of to this day. It was not that the assassin had hated the order, or that he had hated his master, not at all, but in his confusion, in his moments of insanity spawned by the Valley of the Jedi on Ruusan, it made things so very difficult to know what had happened, what was real and what was dream. But he knew the death of Tarvas had been real, had felt the blood flow from him as he plunged the knife in to finish off his old master. The fight, Master Kay'lak's death, his defection, all of it because of their altercation about his new way of the Jedi, about his choice on how to influence the galaxy, on how to make it better, how to make it the place the Jedi needed it to be. It was because of that idea, because of his neutral and dark tendencies that he had been forced to kill his master upon his escape from the Temple. But as she shook him from his quiet reverie with a raising voice that he would not use her like he had used so many others, Veko felt a pang of guilt, but also a ping of glee. So she was to be defiant was she? That suited the Rogue Jedi's tastes just fine, as she would prove to be someone he would love to indulge in again and again, each time in different ways, and each time to prove that in fact, he could get into the cracks of her defenses. But he would not use her, except for perhaps pleasure, she was an old ally, an associate, someone that deserved respect, but with what she was wearing and the forbidden aspect of their relationship so close to the brim of his mind he could not resist the urge to continue. With the snap of her wrist the white blade of her lightsaber ignited and the assassin sighed, so this was how she wanted it was it, a duel to death or capture? He couldn't have that, especially when the target of both of their missions was so close by and growing nearer to leaving the place he had directed her to. "Master Tarvas' death is perhaps the thing I regret most about taking my leave from the Jedi, but it was forced upon both of us, as I could not do I s I must in order to act the way I thought I should act. I do not intend to use you Mivaal, only enjoy your company," Veko began, his voice minutely flooded with the force to let his words linger in her mind, to let her mull over the truth and the lure of them so that she might pay more heed to his words. He knew he could not turn her, but he could entice her, perhaps, into the forbidden realms of a physical relationship. "I do not wish to fight you, and I have every intention of giving you the girl. I would even help you extract information from her more easily, less pain for her and all involved, less stress, and everyone involved gets what they need, as she too is a target of mine for some of my own dealings. But aside from aiding you Mivaal, I would like to spend time with you, be with you in ways we could not be before." |
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Council Meeting Jedi Training: Simulated Attack Master Rovnak Torvalan Assassin Veko Kay'lak Knight Quinn Vollas Csika'uro'vansha - Aurov Inventor Malcom Araius | |
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| Vallyn | Sep 1 2011, 05:22:31 PM Post #15 |
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| Jean | Sep 7 2011, 03:20:26 PM Post #16 |
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The initial moments of tension seemed to ease through the area like a palpable cloud of fog, a cloud rolling along the ground that enveloped them both until they were shrouded in it. At first doubt that he would be able to talk her down from a battle flooded him, though as time passed he began to feel the ebb of her emotions toward him, the flow of the tension decreased with each moment as her saber was deactivated and her hands seemed ot take on a neutral appearance. It was odd truthfully, the part that doubted his reasoning felt victorious, but the majority of his mind was embroiled in confusion, mired in thought and curiosity at the fact the conflict was about to resolve itself. But then he remembered what she was like, what he had heard of her over the years, the woman he had listened in on many times in his days as a knight until the answer revealed itself to him. Trying to beat him to a pulp or cut him into pieces was not conducive to one's health nor one's objective, especially seeing as torture and interrogation no longer had any affect on him. It was amazing what three years of torture and constant, chaotic, incessant whispering from beings stuck between planes of existence could do for a person's tolerance and personality, of course, there was always a measure of insanity in him, and while at times he embraced it, he feared those moments of confusion. It caused more than one unnecessary death... whispered his conscience in the back of his mind. At the mention that she would work with him, under the condition that he would put their relationship and his motives with such an alliance aside, the Rogue Master pondered on the possibilities. There were too many and too few it seemed, but whether or not he agreed was dependent on what he wanted to get out of the arrangement itself. Not only that, but the idea that the woman they were about to confront had information on valuable ships would come in handy, and soon he would have such locations for himself. He would have to hide such things from the Jedi of course, but nevertheless he would work with Mivaal in order to get what he wanted and attempt to show her there was still good in him; or at the very least that he still contained admirable qualities. "I agree," he responded as he slipped the hilt of his lightsaber away and turned in the direction of the minor safe-house he had directed the woman to. "I sent her to one of my more open locations, a place that would allow me to reach her quickly but remain secret. Unfortunately I have to break one of my rules with this alliance, though I assume it will be worth both our whiles. She will not remain their long, my influence with the force, while great, can only hold someone there through the power of suggestion for so long." ((feel free to move us to the safe-house)) |
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Council Meeting Jedi Training: Simulated Attack Master Rovnak Torvalan Assassin Veko Kay'lak Knight Quinn Vollas Csika'uro'vansha - Aurov Inventor Malcom Araius | |
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| Vallyn | Sep 11 2011, 01:16:59 PM Post #17 |
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| Jean | Sep 11 2011, 02:27:24 PM Post #18 |
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The trip to Veko's safe-house was a quiet one, quieter than usual it seemed, but that was natural. Usually he would have some charmed and persuaded woman who wanted nothing but to get him in bed hanging off his arm in anticipation, and sometimes from his lips. Otherwise, if that was not the case he usually came accompanied by droids or bodyguards that he needed to speak with. But tonight was different, and as he led the woman to the safe haven, one he had no intention of divulging any information besides that which she saw and sensed about it, he found it most difficult to avoid speaking with her. Odd, he thought, but then the urge to speak with an old friend, an acquaintance, perhaps even a forbidden passion, was natural for those that had been separated for long periods of time. Her comment that it was a nice place he realized was neither out of politeness nor was it her actual sentiments, in fact they were quite the opposite. He grinned at the fact she decided to reach out through the force and see if anyone else was present, and once she was satisfied that no-one else was there, the assassin was happy to allow her entrance into the facility. She was cautious, which suited her and the situation, but he disliked such a thing, as it kept him from bringing up old memories and feelings. could he manage to bring her into the folds of his passion? Perhaps, but the looks she tossed him were far from friendly, and his empathic abilities told him that while she did find some comfort in him, there were instincts geared toward physical harm as well. He was out of luck with her it seemed, at least for now. her next comment was one that seemed more agreeable to the assassin, one that allowed Veko some measure of confidence. It seemed that she was willing to partake in conversation after their business was concluded, which for him would not take long at all. However, what sort of business or conversation she would allow for "her and him" was unknown, at least for the time being. Veko leaned against the doorway into the room where the woman currently awaited his arrival, and once Mivaal had given the area a thorough, if rather quick, once over, he was ready to begin. No sooner did Mivaal step forward than did she offer his abilities up for her own service, something he found both annoying and rather pleasant about her. So she was to be demanding was she? he could work with that, and had no problem with the idea of draining the criminal female's mind of the information she had at her disposal. veko alotted communication between himself and Mivaal to come in the form of quick nods, even when she had spoken earlier that was all he offered. She had asked for no conversation about the pair working or being together, and so he had kept his lips sealed and his mind on the mission, something Mivaal seemed to have a harder time with. He liked that actually, but he thrust the idea from his mind as he placed his hand on the woman's head and let his eyes bore into hers. Usually it was a painful operation, but since he had control of her mind already, she seemed mor eready to offer the information willingly. So through the force, Veko gathered his energy and plunged it into her mind, but unlike the brutal claws and spoons that some would use to harvest knowledge, Veko's method was a like a fine scalpel, edging around the ideas and information he didn't need. She would wake up later with the mother of all hangovers and complete blank spots in her memory where he was taking the knowledge from, but it would be worth it, at least to the assassin and his Jedi counterpart. It did not take long to find what he needed, and as soon as he had the location of the ships, a few hutts, and a number of traitors that had decided to sell privileged information to outside sources, the assassin slowed the process and became more precise, taking what he guessed was what Mivaal wanted before thewoman fell over unconscious and laid there quietly as he regained his senses and sorted out what memories were his and which were hers, easily distinguishing the information he had taken just like knowledge he had garnered from a datapad. "So what information is it that you are looking for Mivaal? Her knowledge of these matters has been sufficiently drained, though I am sorry to say that copying such information was more difficult than i thought, so she may have blank spots where I took information from her," Veko noted as he turned to the attractive togruta Jedi and leaned against the wall for support from the slightly draining process. how long he had been in her mind, he was not sure, but Mivaal was still here, and she had not yet betrayed him. Hopefullly that trend continued, and perhaps it even led to the bedroom should he manage to invoke such fiery passions in her that might have laid in wait all of these years. "I will offer what knowledge I can, and hand her over to you as soon as you are ready. So what is it you require? Ask and you shall receive, and then you and I might talk of more personal matters... yes?" |
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| Vallyn | Sep 11 2011, 03:17:26 PM Post #19 |
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| Jean | Sep 11 2011, 03:39:47 PM Post #20 |
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veko had hardly noticed that there was light in the room, he had gotten so used to dark places that his eyes had come to adjust themselves to light or darkness rather quickly, much like his abilities with the force. It amused him, sometimes, to think of the abilities he had and how he walked a very dangerou line, a line between light and dark that had seemed to grow darker over the years. Perhaps one day he would find himself closer to the light yet again, but he was unsure. for now, he latched onto what Mivaal had to say and his mind seemed to react just as quickly as the Jedi Master spoke. Such information! Vast quantities of memories flooded hi mind as he remembered what Mivaal said and used that to search the information he had taken from the woman, the knowledge drained into his mind now worked to his exceptional advantage. So this was the group some of his operatives had left the Militia for, very interesting, he would have to absorb them as quickly as possible, bring them into the fold of the Midnight Militia so that he could gain more power and influence. While absolute power anc ontrol were not among his desires, there was a part of him that knew power was necessary to some of his goals. it would be difficult to hide the fact that his organization would soon attack and take over the groups that this Consortium sought to take over, but he was certain he would be able to keep his name out of things. Besides, the Militia was created in such a way that it was segmented but allowed great power over a broad area, while strained at times, it kept any other part of the organization from putting the others in jeopardy. It was a rather cunning design for the faction, he thought, and in truth it was his doing that had made it expand that way, which only spoke volumes upon his ability to lead a group of criminals and force wielders. had he only been left alone and lived as a Jedi, he might have become Grand Master some day. But swiftly he thrust those thoughts aside, and easily he identified what he wanted from the information and knew that it would be difficult, but he would manage to take out the other organizations that the Consortium sought to took over. However, the consortium itself would leave something of a power vacuum once it was dismantled, so he would easily be able to snatch up such territoryand expand his Militia in its wake. Good, he could use everything to his advantage at some point, but it would take time, and as far as the Jedi knew, he only had a group of contacts, assassins, and perhaps a corvette for transportation at most. So long as they kept thinking that way, everything would be just fine. This woman wasn't just a link to the final piece of Mivaal's puzzle, she was Veko's link to that entire faction which would allow the Militia to grab more power. But he had to keep his motives low,and easily he knew Loras Joxas could claim leadership of the militia and claim Veko was only a contact and occasional hire, nothing more. He had made the group in that regard, and soon he would be able to do what he needed to do to go down in history: create something so great and unavoidable that it had to be acknowledge, that he would be acknowledged, and he would go down in history as its creator. What that would be, he was unsure, but inevitably he would succeed. "This man, he is tall, blonde hair, fit for his age, roughly early thirties... and his name is Ornaan Kastarin," Veko began, his body idly moved closer to the attractive Togruta as if to have an actual conversation, one meant for their ears only. "He can be found," he continued as he stepped right in front of the woman, "on Corellia. Nar Shaddaa was just a stop over, they needed to branch out their power and... moved some of their operations to Corellia, which is where Ornaan is and will be for the next month." At that, the assassin reached out slowly to Mivaal's hand, a kind, respectful gesture that spoke volume's about the gentility that was within the Rogue Assassin as he looked into his former comrade's eyes, his ability of persuasion flooded the room unintentially but instinctually as he returned the Jedi Master's stare. "Is that all Mivaal? Or could we... indulge...? Just once?" |
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