Nalaen sat in her darkened chambers, at her desk, eyes flickering over a datapad in her hand. It was a copy of the Admiral's attack strategy; her plans with his additions. All around her were imitations of her homeworld; her rooms were set up as the temples there, and all around faux lava flowed. It was dark, somewhat hot and to the uninitiated quite intimidating. She felt as if she was back home. Which was exactly the point. She needed the comfort of her childhood to get her through this struggle. It wasn't easy being a Sith Lord, especially when she knew she wasn't quite ready. She'd gladly follow a good, powerful Lord. However, there was no one around but herself to fit that bill. So she stepped up, and here she was.

Her eyes hardened and she pressed a button on her communicator. Even as the computer acknowledged the command and sent it through to the bridge, her hand was moving, fast enough to almost be invisible, to replace the cloth covering her face. The Admiral's face popped up a few seconds later.

"Lord Taiasi," he said, looking up at her, away from the men he had just been speaking to.

"Admiral," she said smoothly, lifting a brow, her dark eyes reflecting the flowing lava across from her. "Stay the attack."

He looked slightly taken aback but quickly covered it up. She wouldn't punish him for that. Her command had been a surprise, and she wasn't one to foolishly waste good men. "My lord?"

"Give me time, Admiral." She lifted her head, eyes half-closing. Taking a deep breath, she smiled. "Yes . . . I can feel it. My plans . . . They are going as I wish . . ." She returned her attention to her man. "The attack must not take place -- yet." Nodding with a grim smile that was perceptable in her hellfire glower, "Do not worry, Admiral. You will demonstrate your skills. We will show our power, the glory of the Sith. But . . . not now. We must stay the attack. As it is, there are other things happening, things that must go forward; these things delay us. Soon, though, very soon, we will taste blood." Suddenly she became completely business-like. "That is all, Admiral."

"Very good, Lord Taiasi." He nodded and the communicator blinked off. He glanced at the men flocking him and waved them off, saying, "You heard our Lord! I want all hands at the ready; when Darth Taiasi says we attack, I want it instantaneous." Pointing over at some younger men, he commanded: "You, run diagnostics on the engines. Double check the shields and stealth technology. When Taiasi says jump, I want us to leap!" Turning, he marched to his station, to do his Lord's bidding, and tell all fleets to stay the attack.

Nalaen relaxed in her chair then got up slowly with a sigh. Casting aside all but her simplist covering, she stretched languidly. The Force thrummed through every inch of her being, ever so much more present with the feel of home. Walking to her bed, she grabbed another datapad and flicked it on. Raking a hand through her hair, she studied the little she knew on the ark. It was most likely destroyed, gone, or even just a rumour. She could not believe Exuro had been so stupid. How could he uproot the Sith like that? On a bloody rumour? There was no discussion, no disseration, not an iota of study on the subject. Just . . . obsessive fools rushing headlong into something they didn't understand.

But oh, her people had taught her well. Power such as that wasn't power in of itself. You had to be powerful in yourself before you could ever tap something like that. Furthermore, it had to exist. And to place all your being, all your abilities, in the hypothetical existance of something that could hold power, would have the Elders laughing hysterically at you; the ancestors would most likely smack you upside the head for being so stupid. Then you'd be punished for not stepping without care; the snapping of a twig could alert prey. Was life not just another large forest with more dangerous animals?

She would study this thing. If for nothing more than to learn the source of Exuro's weakness. Then she would exploit it. And hell, if it really did exist, perhaps she could use it. Smirking to herself, she was soon immersed in study.

Ash eventually launches the Sabra to Nalaen's Fleet and turns on the stealth generator. He study's her Fleet and hyperspaces out of the sector. Ash arrives at Rakata and lands telling the Arbitors about what he had seen. Ash makes a plan to board one of the Capitol ships and try to find what information they have on the "Ark".
The Arbitor II suggests that they should ambush a sith patrol of sith fighters and disable them and capture them and then repair them if need be. Ash agrees and he grabs a datapad recording of the Sith patrols around Yavin IV. Ok they go around the planet every day once. so we all need to take the Sabra and disable the fighters after we disable the Minor Starfighter carrier if it starts firing on us.
Ash goes to the Rakata Scientists to see if they can have some space suits built. They agree and will have them built in one day. Ash leaves and Asks the Rakata Armorer and asks if they have some stun batons. The Armorer says he has some and he gives them to Ash and Ash puts them in the Sabra Airlock container.
The next day Ash sets the plans on who does what and they all board the Sabra with the space suits. They launch 30 minutes before the patrol starts and they arrive and wait a little and start the stealth when Ash senses them coming. The Sith Patrol arrives with no starfighter carrier and Ash thinks its going to be easy. They man their stations and the guys suit up and ready to go out the airlock.
The Gunner shoots ion cannons at some fighters and disable them and he fires until all are disabled. While he is shooting, Ash tells the knights in spacesuits when to jump out, to fly to the fighter. Ash jumps out when the last guy is out and he boosts over to a fighter opening the cockpit stunning the pilot in it. Pulling him out Ash jumps in and closes the cockpit window and takes his suit off. Ash orders everyone to follow him.
They launch into hyperspace.

"Good keep me informed, as you know i severly punish failer but i reward success." Exuro said as he let the women continue her work he turned to begin his investigation.

Kira bowed again and left the tomb to search for other evidence. Then, she returned to her shuttle, engaged stealth, and flew back to Nalaen's fleet. She identified herself and was allowed to land.

"I must see Lady Taiasi immediately," she said. "And please politely request that she be alone when I get there."

The man she had spoken to scurried off to obey her orders. When he reached the bridge, he approached Darth Taiasi hesitantly and bowed deeply.

"My lord," he said. "Your apprentice has returned. She wishes to speak with you and humbly requests that you be alone."

She had spent long enough in her chambers; setting the datapad down on a small table beside her bed, Nalaen got up and donned her outer clothes and her cloak. Lifting the cowl up over her head, she covered her face and headed out of her private quarters. It was time soon. She could feel it. The men were agitated, restless; they wanted to fight. Good. A deep breath. Yes, she could feel it. Everything on her flagship, the Imperatrix, was within her senses. The men were ready to go, and -- What was that? Something in the Force trembled. Her apprentice.

Heading to the deck, Nalaen got ready to give the command. They would start this little hit-and-fade very soon. But not . . . just . . . yet . . .

A man scurried over to her, bowing deeply. "My lord," he said. "Your apprentice has returned. She wishes to speak with you and humbly requests that you be alone."

Her brows arched in surprise. She hadn't been expecting that one. She had figured that Kira would get on the ship and they could attack, discussing her little private mission while they destroyed Exuro. But ah well. It wasn't a major difference. Besides, her intel would aid their strike.

"Very well. I will be in my chambers." Turning about, Darth Taiasi stalked off, her men moving out of the way and glancing at the lurking black figure gliding past them. She gave them chills, sometimes, which was exactly how she wanted it.

((Hm...looks interesting, can somoene gimme a quick recap? And I'm assuming this is post-second cantina.))
A ship familiar to Kira and Naleen exited hyperspace in front of the fleet, heading right towards them.
"Dammit, what the hell is up with our luck. Wait....that's a sith fleet! Things may be looking up." He quickly got on the comm.
"NALEEN, KIRA THAT YOU? I COULD USE SOME HE-"
Another fleet appeared behind the man's ship, apparently made up of pirates.

Ash leads the fighters and Sabra to Rakata and land asking the Rakatans to repair the ships that were damaged on the down to the planet. The Rakatan agree and start repairing the fighters that were damaged. Ash walks to the command room, he waits a little while for the jedis and soldiers that were going to help. As he was about ready to talk he counted the Rakatans, there were 23 soldiers and 19 pilots. Ash was surprised by the amount but doesn't stall with the plans.
Ash- Ok, pilots will command the fighters and will cover the Sabra going through to the Leaders ship. If we land without harm all the fighhters will land on the same ship. If we are noticed the fighters will attack the main leader ship's bridge and while the Sabra storms the hangar. When the Sabra lands everyone will charge off and need to secure the area. once secured we will head to the bridge.

Sourin smiled softly as he saw Exuro enter the Korriban system. The board was set and the opening moves were being played. Sourin had a problem however...not all the pieces were face up, the Seperatist Sith's Lord, was face down. He needed this more than anything. He sighed and thought about is halfassed idea. He knew it was a long shot, but he also knew information was the more important to the Sith than anything else. It was quite funny to him for that reason, that the Sith archives were in such shambles. He smirked softly and the clicked on his communication device.

"Commander, thank you for taking me out here but these are my orders. In 17 minutes I will launch my shuttle into Korriban void space. Once one half hour passes from now, reroute power to the hyperspace engines and go back to Coruscant. That's all."

"Yes Master Jedi."

Sourin smiled and gathered up his things. He took only the black overrobe and the three lightsabers he ussually carried with him. One of those was placed inside his boot, another on his belt, and a third in his robe pocket. He hoped that at least one of the lightsabers would stay hidden, preferably the long one in his boot. His shuttle launched into space and within an hour he was very close to the Seperatist Sith's capital ship where he sent only one transmission.

"To the Sith Lord in control of this ship, the Ark is within your grasp...you will fail however, if you do not learn what it is...I can show you."

He smiled, he either faced a new Sith...or his final doom. He liked his odds.

(((The separate rps don't really follow a time-line like that, unless they're sequals or they specifically say they do. This one's a timeline of it's own. However, if you'd like to play something vague as in your character knew Nalaen and Kira [for whatever reason] than that's neat-o n___n)))

The comlink at her desk beeped. It almost sounded urgent. Lifting a brow, she headed over and punched the flashing button. Before she could even speak, just as the voice came through, she knew it was a distress signal. Who in their right mind would ask Sith for help?

But he had known her true name. And the name of her apprentice. She punched up her computer and immediately snarled. An unmarked fleet had come up beside the one she knew. That was annoying, wasn't it.

"Admiral," she snapped after quickly connecting through to him, once his face appeared, "we have unexpected company. An unmarked fleet. I want them destroyed. We cannot risk having hostiles relay our position to ally fleets. Do I make myself clear? Spare no man. Destroy them." As she clicked off, she knew she didn't have to add "Or I'll destroy you." It was a given.

Returning to the earlier hail, she spoke: "We are sending assistance." Then she added dryly, "I can see you're in a bit of a tight spot. You will board my flagship," she sent the tragectory to him with some quick one-handed typing, "and be escorted to a safe room." She would accept no argument, and take no chances. He knew her name, he knew Kira's; he had to be someone she knew. However, it could be a betrayal, or someone she didn't like begging for help. There would be guards on this man at all times, until she could figure what his game was.

Entering the code for the security sector, she waited until a man's face appeared, first looking curiously at who was bothering him, then dropping in a bow, his eyes wide. Nalaen smirked to herself. Ah, power.

"We have a . . . friend . . . entering in distress. I want an armed guard around him at all times. Please greet him at the front door. He's not a hostile, yet. Treat him cautiously." And she closed off. Not even a breath later, another transmission was beeping through. Wasn't she the popular girl today?

With a sigh, she cracked her knuckles. This one felt . . . it felt odd. She didn't like it. Everything in her training, in her teachings, was telling her to beware. Flicking the button with the Force, she allowed a scowl to form on her lips. The Force was swirling, it was tense. She didn't like this. And that was before he even spoke.

"To the Sith Lord in control of this ship, the Ark is within your grasp...you will fail however, if you do not learn what it is...I can show you."

She froze even as the man spoke. How in the Gods names had these people found her? She was in the middle of no where! There had been nothing happening to bring attention to herself, she'd only been plotting and scheming! By the ancestors, what was going on? Was she in over her head? Setting her shoulders, Nalaen's eyes went cold. She would deal with this.

"I have no interest in the ark," she returned, her voice as glacial as the eyes he could not see. There was a chance this oddity would believe it, as it was half-truth. And she didn't need some stranger telling her what something was so she could use it. Her interest in it was purely scholarly, and what fun was it to have an ignorant, potential enemy, tell her what was supposedly what? She would not fail if she ever got this mythical ark in her possession anyway. There was no way the ancestors would ever allow her to touch something she knew nothing about. Last thing she wanted was pissed off spirits haunting and taunting her for the rest of her days.

Besides. Her official stance was that it didn't exist. Truly, she only wanted to know if it did. . . . But this . . . thing out there, hailing her, was technically confirming the ark's existance. Did she risk it than? Risk it all like Exuro had? Be the fool, fall into the trap of idiocy? No. She would not play that game. If she had wanted to play, she wouldn't have become the seperatist leader in the first place. All the facts, coupled with her unease and the violent tremours in the Force made her wary. Beyond wary. Suspicious. What trick was this?

The man swiftly piloted his ship into the flagship's hangar.

It was good that Naleen had been the one in charge. He'd helped her out before, she could afford to return the favor.

The ramp went down and he walked out. He was immediatly set upon by what seemed like an army.

"WHAT IN THE HELLS IS THIS?!" He exclaimed as the guards roughly threw him to the floor and searched him and his ship. "Tell whoever's in charge Nate Reynold's here!"

Sourin cursed softly under his breath. He needed to flip that card. He needed to see what he was to face if he were ever to stop Exuro from reeping the benefits of another Ancient Artifact. He would not let the Rakatan technology be used again...he would send the Sith Lord another message.

"Your voice says otherwise. Without my help you lose the Sith and your life. With it you stand a chance for Ultimate Power...Would you rather Exuro had it?"

Sourin chuckeled after the communicay had been sent. The Sith had two weaknesses...Their power and their pride and he had just hit them both...hard. Sourin knew this was his last shot. The Sith would not let him live if they did not take him not so he directed 50% of the power supply to the boosters, he would need to fall to Korriban if they fired on him...He hoped he wouldn't have to.

Nalaen had wanted to check out her "guest" herself and so was donned in her Sith Lord garb. It was most important to her to cover her face. Even if some knew she was female, it was best to not remind them of it. Sometimes fools had this inane notion that females couldn't lead as men could.

Approaching the hanger, she heard shouting. Sweeping through, she heard the name before she saw the man through the throng of men. "Tell whoever's in charge Nate Reynold's here!"

Her men separated immediately to allow her to sweep through. She studied Nate with a calculated look, then smiled underneath the cloth. "Nate. You must understand. A Sith Lord cannot take chances. Who was to say you weren't a hostile?" Her brow quirked almost humorously as he was slowly allowed back up. "Who's to say you aren't?" She waved all but the core group of soldiers away. "You are on my ship as a guest; do not take this lightly. Few are ever guests on a Sith flagship. Do not do something foolish and change your status. As it is, there will be an armoured guard with you at all times. This is for the protection of my people.” Approaching him, she studied his face. “I did not become Darth Taiasi by taking unnecessary chances. I can trust no one, especially when at war. And the Sith Empire is at war.” She smiled once more, it reaching somewhat into her eyes. “I have much to do at the moment. I would invite you to a private dinner, but my schedule is filled up at the moment. However, I will call on you tonight. Do be ready. Sith Lords do not enjoy being rebuked.” A feral grin, and this time, it definitely reached her eyes.

Exuro had finished reading the ancient writtings on the tomb wall, he smiled the most sinister grin. He had almost found the Ark it was on the planet, well in the planet, near the planets core to be more precise. This however also came with a disappointment, how would he get to the core and how could anyone even a sith lord survive the heat and gravity conditions down there. Exuro felt that the Ark was his destiny the reason for his life... The journey would not kill him, If he finds a way to the ark he will survive.

Nate grinned. "Congratulations on your promotion. So who are you up against now?"

"Loyalist Sith," Kira answered, coming up behind him. "What are pirates doing, chasing you to a Sith fleet? Do you have something they want?"

She bowed slightly to Nalaen.

"No, they just don't want to leave survivors. They took what they wanted already."

Nalaen shook her head, then looked from her apprentice to Nate to her apprentice and back. What the hell . . .? Okay, what did Kira know that she didn't? Gods damn it, what was going on here?

"Alright, change of plans, children." She nodded to the armed guard. "Stationed outside my chambers. Now." Glancing back at Kira and Nate, she lowered the cloth. "What the hell is going on?!" Lifting her hand, she continued: "No, don't answer that now. Wait until we're in my chambers." Scowling and lifting the cloth back up, she stormed out of the hanger. At the doors, she paused and looked back to make sure they were two steps behind. Convinced that they were following, she lead them to her darkened chambers, the guards at the ready outside, just in case.

Heading to a tiny parlour-like room, Nalaen tossed off her robes and outer clothes then sat in a large chair. She glowered at the two. "Someone had better start speaking. Nate, either tell me what's going on, or I'll use anthropomancy to figure it out!" She turned to Kira. "And what of the information you're to tell me?"


(((Anthropomancy: Divination by examining the entrails of a person during a sacrifice or slaughter)))

((Nice threat :p ))

Kira tossed a datapad on a nearby table and pointed at it. "That's the information about Exuro's fleet."

She fell silent for a moment. "I ran into Exuro himself on Korriban. He demanded information on my findings... I told him that the Ark is located near enough to the core of Korriban that the heat would cause severe discomfort." She smiled slightly. "But that is not the truth. If he spent any serious time reading the walls I looked at, he will find nothing but babbling or a deranged madman about the Ark, Korriban's core, and nerf herders."

"I can only conclude that the Ark is not actually on Korriban," she finished. "It seems it's hidden somewhere on a planet I've never heard of... Dagobah. Don't worry." She held up a data disk. "I've taken any evidence of that fact with me. There is nothing remaining that states that on Korriban."

(((Danke XD)))

Nalaen scooped up the datapad and scanned it even as she listened to Kira. A smile formed on her lips. This would definately help with the hit and fade . . . Lifting her head up, she pursed her lips slightly.

"Nerf herders? Promise me if I ever get to that point you'll kill me and take over." She grinned lop-sidedly. "So you tricked him? I really hope he takes the bait. It'll be entertaining to watch him struggle to . . ." here she giggled, "to the core?!" She threw her head back and laughed, probably frightening the guards in the hall. "That's devine, Kira." Settling, she asked about the second bit of intel: "And dagobah?" She glanced at Nate. "But we'll figure out the niggling details later." Crossing her arms, she studied her guest yet again. "Tell me, why are you here?"

Nate had gone pale.
"I was escaping an ambush............from Dagobah."

(Open communicay to Nalean...kinda stuck till I'm acknowledged...)

(((Omgs! I'm so sorry Jin babycakes ^_____^ I totally missed your post! I dunno how . . . I'll work it in . . .)))

Once again Nalaen was looking back and forth between Nate and her apprentice. "This is too bloody weird. Then again, with the Force at work . . . nothing is as it seems, is it?" Studying the area, she reached towards the small black table beside her chair and waved her hand over it. The glossy top folded back, revealing a series of buttons and small holograph screen. Pressing one of the buttons, she smiled at the pair. "Drinks?" she wondered, knowing a servant would be up with refreshments nearly instantaneously. "I want research done. Everything there is to know about Dagobah. Nate, tell us everything that happened to you. You may have got too close to something you weren't supposed to see, and didn't even realise it. Everything you remember, tell me."

There was a slight nudging in the back of her mind; a split second later, she heard the beep. The comlink at her desk was going off. Again. Standing with a sigh, she looked to Kira, nodded inperceptably towards Nate, then smiled. "There is business I must attend to. I will be right back." Striding from the small room, she entered her main chamber and sat at the desk. Hitting the button, she growled and again, before she could speak, a voice came through. The same voice. The unease returned.

"Your voice says otherwise. Without my help you lose the Sith and your life. With it you stand a chance for Ultimate Power...Would you rather Exuro had it?"

"You're in an interesting position to tell me about my life," she responded wryly. "And the Sith will always rise again. Besides," she continued aloofly, "ultimate power has to come from the self, or else it is not ultimate, it is borrowed." But his last words gave her pause. She sat back in her chair and steepled her fingers, tapping her lower lip. What was this ark? Was it even an ancient Dark Side artifact? Was it Force related at all? Who said it wasn't some bomb, or prototype hyperspace engine or something? From the years laying dormant, it would absorb resonant Force energies. That, coupled with the energies it absorbed through its life from the culture and peoples around it, could give the impression of being a Force related artifact. However, if Exuro was right and it was something powerful, she didn't want a weakling such as him with so much power. The weak in states of grandeur was never a good idea.

But Exuro knew nothing about this ark. He was willing to believe it was buried deep underneath Korriban's surface. With so little to go on, he had uprooted the Sith, potentially destroying them. What if this "ark" destroyed everthing Force related that got near it? Or was a bust? Or was a myth or rumour? She had no problems with the existence (or not) of the ark, but it was his methods she abhored.

Finally, she spoke. "Why," she articulated slowly, her eyes narrowing, "are you offering your aid? What do you have to gain from me receiving this so-called-ark, rather than Exuro? Why does it matter to you? Furthermore, what could you know about it that would supposedly benefit me?"

When the drinks arrived Nate took his, and sipped it, waiting for Naleen to come back.

((Hey! whats with the all Vs me attitude here.))

Exuro was on the bridge of the flames of exuro holding a datapad in his hand, a dark jedi knelled before him. "Is this information accurate?" Exuro asked the dark jedi.

"Aye my lord i discovered it myself." The dark jedi answered still not rising his head. Exuro continued studing the information. It showed the women he spoke to earlier in the tombs stepping out os thin air and then a second recording of her walking into the same air and disappearing. One of his former apprentises spies no doubt and also the one who gave him the information on korriban. He crushed the datapad with his hand and tossed it aside.

"Scan the area for any mysterious reading, i want to know where she went." Exuro ordered as he left the bridge.

Nate finally asked.
"What's this ark thing, anyway?"

((Well... you are Exuro... the man who uprooted the Sith to find the Ark. Did you really think you'd get all of the Sith to follow you? :p About Kira, I said before that Nalaen and Kira are a package... you don't get one without the other. And Nate seems to know them, though JM has yet to remind me why :p ))


"We've just begun exploring that," Kira answered. "In the middle of all the ramblings I read in that tomb, it spoke of an artifact of great power, though what the power is, I couldn't tell... that's when the madman started grumbling about the nerf herders and wanting to take them apart piece by piece and put them back together... 'yead on boot', which I take to mean 'head on foot'... upside down."

She chuckled. "And I doubt Nalaen would get that far... ever. She's much to aware of herself for that."

"Doesn't bode well, following the ramblings of a man who was going insane."

"You could tell when his insanity was upon him," Kira explained. "His writing was neater and made more sense grammatically, in spelling, and context when he was somewhat more sane. It's when he started saying things like 'yead on boot' or 'nefr boorders' that you wanted to skip ahead a little."

"Oh so we're just following the ramblings of a man before he went insane. Makes me feel so much better."

He had her, and he was sure he was a female...this could work to her advantage but he must play it cautiously...But he had her. She was far too interested, and she had told him that far too quickly.

"The information I hold comes from far away. But you will not know it...not unless you let me onto your ship. If you choose to kill me though, you will surely never know the Ark's secrets."

Sourin smiled at his efforts, his shuttle had broken through the oter edge of the small fleet and was within firing range of the Sith's ship. He knew he had her, and soon he would meet the last piece of this unholy puzzle. He chuckled softly and put his feet up...he couldn't trust a Sith but perhaps he could stop the greater evil.

Soon Ash, the jedis and the rakatan pilots and soldiers readied onto the Sabra and fighters and blasted into space. Ash gets on the Sabra and stands in the cockpit watching whats going on. They head to the ski and Ash watches the fighters blast into some light and soon they report its safe so they blast off into hyperspace.

When Ash, the jedis, and the rakatans come out off hyperspace they wait for the coordinates and the fighters finally give it to them. Then they go to the hyper point and go into hyperspace to the Sith Fleet of Nalaen.

Ash and everyone arrives safely but the Sith are starting to fire on the sith fleet. Suddenly a message come through...
Commander- (comlink) Send the entering codes and we won't fire on you.
Ash transmits the codes and waits for an answer.

((((Who is Ash communicating with? And guys, how the hell are all you finding me. *I* don't even know where I am! Jin, I DO NOT trust your character one bit. If I could, I'd tell him to eff off. But that won't get the plot anywhere . . . I don't wanna put Nalaen in danger but I really have no choice, do I? Gods, I am *so* screwed. Damn it, all I wanted to do was show how bad an idea it was to uproot the Sith on a rumour, and suddenly everyone wants to obliterate my fleet -_- I'm not even doing anything yet!)))

"Oh," she started snidely, leaning towards the comlink, "the information comes from far away, does it? Well, that changes everything." She was getting extremely funny feelings from this. She did not want this person on her ship. No way, no how. She had other things to worry about, like Exuro's fleet and trying to get rid of him. On top of that, she had Nate to deal with. Whatever information she wanted on the ark she could get herself. And that was a side-project. She had her very survival on the line and to trust someone she didn't want near her with supposed information on something she didn't truly give a damn about? This was dangerous. This was bad.

A low growl eminated from her. "I don't trust you," she hissed. "You think you can play games with the Dark Lord of the Sith? You think you're sitting pretty with information I want, so that'll save your life." Snorting, she went on: "I don't give a damn about the ark. If I have any questions about it, I'll have my people research it for me. What now," there was a pause as her lips curled into an embittered smirk, "Jedi?"

Nalaen stood, eyes flashing. She wanted nothing to do with this ark now. Nothing. This was getting too dangerous, she was getting in too deep. If she destroyed Exuro, she would then have the time to research this ark. All that mattered was him not getting to it. She had no idea what it was, no one did, she was sure of that. For him to get his idiotic hands on something that was supposedly powerful . . . could he wipe out life? Destroy the Sith? What was going on? Turning back to the comlink, she thought for a second.

"I trust you about as far as I can throw your ship," she took a deep breath, closing her eyes. Oh yes, she was sure of it now. The unease . . . "Jedi. However, I am curious as to why you are risking your life. Call it a foible of youth, but I would find your attempts to outwit me quite entertaining. You have permission to dock." She hit a button then swiftly pressed another. The second one was for an examination of the ship before it got too close. If there was a bomb on it, it would be detonated before it got too close to do real damage. There was no way she was allowing his ship on board. Who knew what he was willing to risk to rid the world of another Sith.

After that, she punched up the security sector again. Even before she could be acknowledged, she was barking out orders.

"We have a hostile coming on board. I want guns on him at all times. Keep him alive. I am to meet with him. But if he makes any false moves or even blinks funny, I want him riddled with blastershots. Do I make myself clear?" There was no information in the Galaxy that was worth risking her life in such a drastic way. If one person could figure something out, then with time, so could she. She wasn't going to die for something she could have done herself.

The man on screen gulped and nodded with a bow. "Yes, Lord Taiasi."

Breathing deep once more, Nalaen nodded slowly. So . . . there was more out there . . . "Good." Clicking off, she immediately signalled the Admiral. He blinked as her face came into view and bowed politely. "My Lord?"

"Yet another change of plans, Admiral," she said smoothly, allowing the razor edge to creep into her voice. "I want all ships at the defensive. There have been things developing in the past couple hours that have drastically changed the course of things. And I fear," she admitted, "that it's not for the better. I think we may have visitors soon. Battlestations, ready to defend at a moments notice. We will not be going anywhere anytime soon." She snarled, letting him see her anger and he nodded quickly.

"Of course, my Lord." He looked a tad worried for a moment, then plunged on. "These things do have a habit of happening."

"So I'm noticing," she responded dryly. She wouldn't punish him for that. He was much older than she, and had been in many battles; he had been a commander for longer than she had been alive. He had much to teach her yet. Nodding sharply to him, she signed off and headed back into her parlour.

"Well," she said, standing before Kira and Nate, letting her robe flutter loosely about her frame, "things are getting complex. And I'm not liking it." Her eyes flared. "We have an enemy coming on board. I don't like this one bit." Shoving down the worry, she set her shoulders and crossed her arms. "Get ready for a slaughter." A smirk. "Just in case."

((OCC- I can uderstand why wild jedi has joined the sepritists due to the everywhere she goes i go thing. but We have a neutral jedi and a lighht jedi trying to jin the sit sepritists... and now JM has hyperspaced from nowhere and joined the sepritists. also jin from reading your posts you're border line plot stearing as your giving Blessиd Sith little choice."))

(((oh do you not want me to attack? or go onto Nalaen's fleet? I won't if you don't want me to?

oh ya and my guy is communcating with your commander or captain that you said is older than you he's the guy.)))

(((Jedi, you can't speak for my characters. First off, it's clear that he's THE Admiral. He'd doubtfully speak like some Private. And Exuro seems to be in the clear for doing what he wants. I mean, I'm the one dealing with all the freaking Jedi. I hate them so much. No offence guys, but your type just makes me sick n____n And again, how are you guys finding me? I'm in uncharted space, near Nalaen's home planet. An area she knows well, that you guys could only find by punching in random hyperspace coordinates. I think. That's the best story I've got because I *really* do not know where she is. [Unless you're Sith, you'd have some knowledge of where she is, approx, so I can believe Nate coming by for help]. So . . . so many people randomly finding Nalaen's fleet? You can't wonder why she's so brutally suspicious and won't hesitate a moment to kill, even if it means losing a source of information. PS: Jin, she ISN'T bluffing. Just thought you should know, just in case you decided to play that card >__>

If you attack me now, I'm out of the damned rp. I have to deal with Jin and his back up, the hit-and-fade on Exuro and dealing with Nate's problem, the ark problem . . . If I'm attacked head-on, I'll probably be obliterated. Or . . . I'd end up destroying you. And so early in the rp would not be a good idea to destroy separate factions.

Jokemaster is in a different rp with us and he *seems* to be a Sith ally. And if he isn't at the moment in the RP, I *will* make him one. So . . . he's one of us.

There's probably more to say . . . but meh. Gotta wait for Jin to post. I really really really wanted nothing to do with your character Jin, only because you're gonna try and destroy Nalaen, and I can't have that. I so SO don't trust him. However, there's nothing really else for you to do, is there?

Why is everyone ganging up on me?! :stick: :cry6: )))

Exuro meditated in his Quarters waiting for any news on the Ark, It became obvious the information about the Core of korriban was incorrect. It also became apparant that his formaer aprentise was curious about the ark as she was sending spies. He knew that if Nalaen also seeked the ark it made his task more urgant, and may lead to a unnessilcerry confrontation. If Nalaen's followers knew she seeked the ark it would not take long before they woud do what was done to him.

A Beep on a communicator began to sound bringing Exuro out of his meditation, he stood and activated it.

"Lord Exuro we have news on the Ark."

"Continue."

"We've managed to decipher anceint writings... It speaks of the ark being split into three sections, one appears to be on the wookie homeworld, The other is located on a planet known by smugglers, It's called hoth... And the third piece is on the swamp planet of dagobah."

"Send teams to kashyyykk and Dagobah, Set a cource for Hoth."

(((Maybe we should clarify something . . . *Why* Nalaen separated. The search for the ark isn't the reason why she split off and took tons of disgruntled Sith with her. It's the METHOD of finding the ark. She has a problem with uprooting the Sith and using an entire Empire to search for a relic on a rumour. Even *if* the ark was indisputably real and we knew exactly what it did, that is no reason to dislodge a whole empire for it. Nalaen's method of scouting out information and using small units will not create dissent within the ranks, *if* they find out. She'd explain it, but isn't going to poke around a hornets nest until she absolutely has to. So, that is why her men don't need to know about her searches [until she has plenty of information] and that is why she separated. The ark be damned; again, it's the method she doesn't like.)))

((Just to let everyone know, Nate did literally punch in random coordinates. ))
"A slaughter?" Asked Nate, then stayed silent for a few seconds. "Can I have my guns back?"

((No Nalean I think you have inturpreted Sourin all wrong. He has no intention of killing you. You are not the great Evil, Exxuro is at this point. The enemy of my enemy is my friend at the moment...))

Sourin smiled at his efforts...but now he had a new problem. He was about to enter the belly of the beast. One Sith was no better than another, but she seemed to be....resonable. That was always a welcome change, but it didn't mean he wouldn't have problems.

His ship docked with Naleans and he was quickly...escorted out and given a full pat down. The guards took all three of his lightsabers from him and took them to the Sith Lord...thats what he guessed at least. They put cuffs around Sourin's wrists and escorted him to a holding cell.

"Darth Taiasi will be with you...eventually."

They shut and locked the door so that Sourin could rot in the cell until the Sith Lord came to speak with him. This was going to be a long day.

Kira laughed. "Always wanting guns at the mention of a slaughter," she said. "Oh, Nate, you really have to learn... you're with Sith. Chances are good you won't even need the guns."

She turned to Nalaen. "I would like permission to form a small search team to go to Dagobah and investigate. If the man was right before insanity struck him, the Ark... or a part of it is there."

(((Blessed Sith i could help you fight Exuro's fleet or go with a search party or something? if you allow me to help you. how about this.)))(((oh im sorry but talking for the admiral wasn't even possible to avoid.)))(((here how about this)))

Ash tells the Admiral....
Ash- we come in peace, we wish to fight Exuro's fleet or at least damage his fleet before i ever harm you if you agree to not attack jedi though. We could use you to help rebuilding the universe.
Ash waits for a truthful answer, from Nalaen.

"Small search team? You won't need to search long, and you'll need something a bit bigger. Unless of course you mean a small sabotage team."

(((That's cool than Jin. But Nalaen is still paranoid <_<)))

Nalaen shook her head slowly at the two, trying to think. They both had valid points -- she was unable to finish her thoughts as a beeping sounded yet again from her desk. Scowling deeply, she stood and looked to both Kira and Nate, giving a half-hearted shrug.

"I don't ever remember being this popular before becoming the Dark Lord. Guess everybody wants to be invited to my slumberparties now." Grumbling, she left the room, heading back to her desk and hit the flashing button. "What is it now?" she wondered wearily, sick of constantly jumping all over the place.

"The hostile is on board. We confiscated his weapons and is being kept in the cell block."

"Fine, fine," she muttered. "Did he prove any trouble?"

"No, m'lord. He . . . seems willing to cooperate."

She nodded. "Let him sit there for awhile. I have things to attend to."

"Very good, my Lord."

Nalaen signed off and headed back to her parlour, glancing up at the mammoth statues against the wall. She heaved a sigh and opened the door, striding back to her chair.

"I have things to deal with, so we'll make this quick. Nate, Kira has a point about the guns. Nonetheless, I rather prefer my allies fully capable of defending themselves, no matter how fruitless a gesture it may be. You may have them back." Pinching the bridge of her nose, she shut her eyes momentarily. Her brain was racing in a hundred different directions; and every one of those directions were pressing and needed address. "As for the whole ark business, while Nate this time has the point, I have to go with Kira. I don't want anything done yet, not until we know exactly what we're dealing with. I want you to take at least one Acolyte historian. We need someone who can deal with these sorts of things. On top of that, take a few assassins." She smirked as she opened her eyes, glancing up. "We assassins are generally better when it comes to recon. Besides that, it's up to you. Keep it small, descrete and above all, don't mess with anything. This is just intel. Clear?"

Before she could get her answer, her desk beeped again. Nalaen growled, fingers gripping the armrests of her chair, knuckles going white. Her body twitched in place a few times as the Force swirled more violently around her, lashing out like a tiny invisible storm. Willing herself not to destroy anything in her room, as it was all to sentimental, she took the anger with her, heading to her desk. Again.

"I'm gonna kill someone," she snarled to herself as she slipped out the door to her main chamber. Very nearly full-out-punching the button on her comlink, she screamed, "What?!" into the unsuspecting face of her Admiral. Her features softened somewhat. "What?" she repeated on a sigh.

"Truly sorry to disturb you, Lord Taiasi," the Admiral said, eyes slightly wide. He regained his composure with the speed only a lifetime of working for the Sith could teach. "But we have yet another hail."

"I do seem to be the popular girl," she sigh, crossing her arms.

"Quite," he replied, the corners of his mouth twisting somewhat. "I will replay the recording. I think you may be interested in this."

"Admiral," Nalaen said just as his arm started moving, "I have a lot to do. I am in a horrid mood, and thats as compared to usual." She quirked a brow and the Admiral didn't know whether to smirk or pale. "Anyone wishing to speak to me will be receiving the full brunt of my wrath, whether I mean it or no. So before you play this recording, please tell me: does this person deserve it? Will I destroy someone I should really be working with?"

This time, the Admiral did smirk. And he played the recording: "We come in peace, we wish to fight Exuro's fleet or at least damage his fleet before I ever harm you. If you agree to not attack jedi though. We could use you to help rebuilding the universe."

Nalaen's brows rose slowly. "So," she started smoothly, sinking into her chair, "he wants us to help him destroy our enemy. He also wants us to not harm him so after we destroy Exuro, he can kill me." She shook her head and struggled not to start laughing hysterically. Then her eyes went wide. "You are on a secure line, are you not, Admiral?"

"None can see you," he reassured quickly, very nearly reading her mind.

"Good." She shook her head again. "I will decline this . . . galant offer. I will not work with Jedi so they can kill me afterwards. I mean really. Telling me to help him before he kills me?" Scowling, she added, "Besides, no Jedi ever comes in peace. I'd rather Exuro win against the Jedi. If I help this Jedi destroy Exuro, he very plainly says his next step is to kill me. I'd much rather keep some portion of the Sith alive. No matter who the leader is." Another shake of the head, this time in dismay.

"He does say he 'could use' your help in rebuilding the universe." His voice was even more flatly sardonic than even Nalaen herself could manage.

"He could make up his mind. Is he going to kill me after I help him, or use me to rebuild a Jedi state?" She snorted. "He almost thinks like a Sith. With the subtlety of a rampaging rancor."

This time, the Admiral was the one struggling to keep his face stoic. A Sith Lord with a sense of humour; the academy had never prepared him for this one. He was still trying to get comfortable with the fact that Nalaen was . . . different from other Lords. Though he had learned fast that her early ascent into Lordship and her oft different way of dealing with things didn't make her any less ruthless or powerful than the other Lords he had dealt with. So he was taking this learning experience in stride.

"But . . ." her eyes flashed. "Admiral, tell him we agree to his offer. But that we should be left alone for now. Tell him we need time to prepare and we have to try and find weak spots in Exuro's fleet. Also tell him I would speak with him personally -- do give my apologies -- but I am exceedingly busy at the moment."

Looking rather stunned, the Admiral didn't dare ask the first question that came to mind. Nalaen didn't need to hear it though.

"I am buying us some time," she said softly. "I cannot deal with an attack on Exuro at the moment. I do not wish to aid Jedi. And I have a hostile on board who needs to be dealt with. Not to mention an ally fleeing pirates and an ark which needs to be studied."

Realisation dawned quickly on the Admiral's face, making Nalaen nod slowly. "Yes," she whispered, "you get it now . . ." Her voice became sharp. "See that my will is done." And she signed off. Then slumped in her chair and banged her head against the hard desktop. "Ow," she muttered, sitting up straight in her chair. Well, now she had an enemy to visit. Gods, Jedi were annoying enough when you were killing them. Now she actually had to willingly speak with one?

Heading back to the parlour for what felt the millionth time, Nalaen peeked in. "Nate, go to the armoury and get your weapons. If you need them modified, now is the time to do it." Her head turned. "Kira. You can do what you wish. Either accompany me to the Jedi's cell or you can go to dagobah." She crossed her arms, leaning against the doorframe. This was why she had never wanted to rise above apprentice. To much politics, too much organisation and responsiblity. She had just wanted to be the right hand of the Dark Lord, his personal assassin, doing what she was told, training and killing anyone who dared challenge the Sith.

"Your decision, Kira?"

Nate stood up, gave a half-joking bow to Naleen, and headed out to the armory.

Once there, the guards stationed there watched curiously as he found the container where the weapons confiscated from him and his ship were kept. He took out a gunbelt, strapped it on, put his two handcrafted, modified one-handed blasters there. He took out another gun belt, swung it over a shoulder and hung a rifle on it, finally took a final belt, this one full of e grenedes and swung it over his other shoulder, criscrossing it with the other belt. Finally he took out two ankle-holsters. One holding a smaller blaster, the other a knife.

The Flames of Exuro along with the majority of Exuro's fleet were now scatterd all around the System of Hoth. Only 5 ships now remained near korriban for the impending attack by the ancients, 2 more ships were dispatched to begin an advanced recon on the swamp world of Dagobah and the wookie homeworld of kashyyykk. The flames of exuro orbited the northern hemmisphere of the Icy planet.

Exuro stood in the bridge looking over the planet with a sinister grin across hs face, he was getting closer to the supreme power that would make him the most powerful force to be recond with. His eyes closed as he reached to the planet below through the force, There was somthing there but it was difficult to pin point the power was strong but it seemed strange.. fractured. Exuro's eyes opened, he knew that it had to be a piece of the ark but what was it. Although he had done extensive research into the legends and myths surrounding this artifact he was still unsure exactly what it did, he didn't even have a clue what it looked like.

Exuro turned to his Ops officer "What have you found?"

"Some Native creatures, A smugling bace, A few crators from impacting asteroids, nothing else."

"Continue your scans." Exuro turned to the ships captain "Send every soldier we have to the planet, I want every inch of the surface examined by hand."

"I will go to Dagobah," Kira answered. "If there is truly a piece of the Ark there, Exuro probably knows about it. In light of that, the sooner we start our search for it, the better. I'll form a search party of five of our best fighters and see what I come up with."

Nate had returned by then.
"If you're going I can give you the footage of what I saw there. May help you find it."

"That will be a great help," Kira told him, smiling sweetly. "Thank you, Nate."

"All right. Follow me to my ship."
Once they reached the hangar Nate began speaking.
"They hired me to get them some, shall we say less than legal digging equipment. Laser drills that'll cut through cortosis and the like. They set the meet at Dagobah and ambushed me when I arrived. Luckily" He stepped into the ship's cargohold. "Being the crafy, suspicious, and ultimately paranoid guy that I am, all they got was a bunch of nifty-looking but ultimately useless farm machinery." He got down on the ground and opened a hidden hatch, which was over a foot thick.

"Prevents sensors from detecting it." He explained, inside was a bunch of mining equipment. "So you might want to also keep on the look out for any nerf milkers, fertilziers, and the like. Now" He stood back up and walked to the cockpit. He sat down, and typed in a few numbers on the ship's computer. A small disk popped out, he grabbed it and gave it to Kira.

"This has all the data from when I got out of hyperspace, to when I jumped back in."

"Wonderful!" Kira exclaimed. "Now all I have to do is organize my little party and head out. Again, thank you."