The Exile striaghtened, and Elron released her. She stubbornly dried her eyes.
"Come," she told him firmly. "Let's gather Falya and Tadrick and find out what crashed into the ship. Who knows? Maybe that errant vessel has an escape pod or two we can use."
He smiled. Her weakness and fear had passed for the moment. She was once again the determined Jedi she really was.
"Right, they'll probably want to be informed of what has happened."
Awaken. The Darkness has passed.
Elron felt the conciousness of Tadrick and Falya return as he and Syscha turned into the dormitory. The two of them sat up, rubbing their heads, Tadrick glaring at him suspiciously.
((Okay, I'm gone for good now tonight. Adios. ttyl))
((hmmm... could someone tell me where you are?(planet) since I'm a bit confused, as you know, if you've read my post. "The man" is looking for Revan, the reason might be mentioned later on same as the name, he is now searching for the Ebon Hawk, and hopefully can find you soon ^^. Just so I know where to look :p, since I'm not sure. Thank you!))
And there was nothing, he didn't find anything. He got deeply annoyed of how dumb he was, the ship who not to long ago destroyed Malachor V, is to hard to find. One of the most famous ships... he went angry away from the Academy and back to his ship. Where should he go? After thinking a while he found out that Nar Shadda, could be a great place to ask around on, all kinds of Repbulic scums, bounty hunters, mercs and lots of more were there, someone had to know something. He started the ship and headed for Nar Shadda.
((I'm sorry for misspelling names and stuff, its a bit embarrassing since I should know it ))
((hmmm... could someone tell me where you are?(planet) since I'm a bit confused, as you know, if you've read my post. "The man" is looking for Revan, the reason might be mentioned later on same as the name, he is now searching for the Ebon Hawk, and hopefully can find you soon ^^. Just so I know where to look , since I'm not sure. Thank you!))
((Heheh, good question. I'm not totally sure actually. All I know is that we're on the Ebon Hawk and the freighter currently has another ship sticking out of its side. And Sion is out for our blood. Yet, I have no clue where we are...))
((An escape pod, not a ship))
((oops...right, i knew that... :D..lol))
((Ok, i'm good, feel free to come now, i guess, Sion. I'm still not too sure what the plan is, but...yeah...:D))
((Nymf........the ebon Hawk is drifting in orbit on the far side of Nar Shadaa, to hide from Sion......they are currently damaged, since colliding with an escape pod......))
((There you go.)) *Feels like an idiot*
(OOC: Very soon, within the next 10 posts or so, I would like to have a v
very chilling yet deep initiation "ceremony" where I'm turned to the Dark
Side. Either Darth Sion or Elron will be my Dark Master (yay!), so whoever
wants to claim me for my first 'year' of service, emerge and convince me! ;))
((Will do. Um...Sion, I'm guessing you're not going to take her?
Exile, you fear, and rightfully so, you will try to run, with the two jedi, and the child, but they cannot protect you from me, and you cannot protect them. I will kill them all slowly, and force you to watch, then I will remake you, so that when I look upon you, it will be as looking in mirror. Only then will you truly understand my vengeance, and the power of the Dark Side
So I guess that it'll be my job then...))
After explaining to Tadrick and Falya their possition, the two went to another room to 'prepare'.
"He has something else in store for her. I can sense it." Elron said.
The Exile nodded, and began to walk out.
"As do I, for you." Elron said, and she stopped in her tracks, turning back to him, a quizzical look on her face.
"I know your fear, Syscha. You fear Sion because of his power, of the monster that he is. You know that you can't defeat him. But please," he drew closer to her, hands on her shoulders, "Let me help you. Let me protect you. Become my apprentice. I can help you beat him. I can show you things that haven't been seen for a millenia. I can unlock secrets of power that can help you destroy him. Join me, and together we can free the galaxy of this wreched monster."
:sithk:
((Maybe, I'm not sure yet, Sion would most likely want revenge on The exile, as opposed to an apprenticeship. I may or may not try to convert her though......feel free FocrFightwme12 to do whatever you want with her storyline wise. :D Don't wait for me.))
Tysyacha nodded slightly, but even though her nod was subtle,
the passion and resolution in it could be clearly felt. Whether or
not you were sensitive to the Force, if you were stranded in the
damaged freighter along with her, you would know that Syscha
would dedicate every part of her being to come out victorious...
"When I said sdavayu,, 'I surrender', and sent my message
out through the Force, I never dreamed that Darth Sion would hear
it. As I've said before, I thought he was dead, but now I know that's
not true. I don't know what can defeat him now--not lightsabers,
not the Force, not even the possible breaking of his iron will.
However, that doesn't mean I'll just give up and let us abandon
ourselves to slaughter. I'll fight, and I'll fight along with you,
until either Sion is truly one with the Force, or--" she shuddered
at the thought--"until he kills all of us or takes us as apprentices."
Elron nodded, and Syscha said, "I have an idea. The Ebon
Hawk has become far too much of a target for us to continue
traveling aboard her. I suggest that we gather our forces, abandon
ship, and ask the pilot of the escape pod that crashed into us if we
can come on board. The vessel's small, so it may be a bad idea,
but there are only four of us: you, myself, Falya, and Tadrick, to
contend with. If the pilot says no, then perhaps--! I don't want to
do this, but I might have to use a gentle push, a Force Persuade.
What do you think?" She waited with wide eyes for Elron's answer.
The young man now regained conciousness. He stood up and promptly got to exploring the ship.
She starred at him with wide eyes, awaiting his answer. He rolled the plan over in his mind...staying in close quarters with Tadrick and Falya could become a problem...their Force signature would be too great if they continued to follow them...yet Syscha would never forgive him if they left them here to die. No...they would have to stay. For now.
"Alright, sounds like a plan. Come, we should prepare..."
"Tadrick..." Falya said uncertainly, rubbing her head. "What happened?"
Without waiting for an answer, she went on. "I had a dream. When my father was killed, he told me that my destiny waited for me... that slavery was merely a part of my path and that I would not be a slave forever." She paused. "Forgive me... I'd forgotten that you don't know my story."
She explained how, when she was twelve, her parents were killed by pirates and she was sold into slavery. She explained how she'd escaped once when she was fifteen and then again no less than a month ago... just after her eighteenth birthday.
"Anyway," she went on. "My dream continued and showed me the brutality I'd lived under for so long. At sixteen, I was often put in a cage for things I hadn't done wrong. It was often two days before my owner would release me." She paused.
"When I was seventeen, he realized that I couldn't work efficiently without proper nutricion... that's why I don't look starved. But the beatings still continued." She showed Tadrick a scar on her left arm. "From a vibroblade." She shook her head.
"Then, the dream showed my recent escape," she said. "After I watched myself blend into the crowded street, everything faded to white and my father's voice began saying 'Destiny... destiny... destiny...'. I asked what my destiny was, but the voice only continued repeating the word..."
She fell silent for a long moment. "I know nothing of my destiny..." she finally said. "All I know is that I'm sitting here on a ship I've never heard of with several people I never knew..."
...and prepare they did. Syscha and Elron quickly found Falya and
Tadrick in the dormitories, packing their meager belongings for what
could be another peril-frought journey. Tysyacha turned to them,
all too eager to explain what had happened and who was after them.
"Darth Sion's not dead. He's somewhere near us in space, searching
for us and hunting us down. I did not defeat him on Malachor V, as I
thought I did. I have no idea how or why he still survived, except to
take revenge upon me and the galaxy. Take heart, though! I think that
the vessel that smashed into the Ebon Hawk not so long ago was
an escape pod from some other ship. Let's contact the pilot and see
if we can get on board. If not, we'll have to persuade him. Syscha out!"
She immediately headed toward the cockpit, the remains of the beheaded
droid slumping over in the pilot's chair, almost falling out. Turning on the
communications system, she beamed a signal over to the escape pod:
"This is Tysyacha Dvukhsotnaya, of the Ebon Hawk. Can you read
me? Is anyone there?" Static answered her over the communications system.
The young man entered the cockpit and saw her trying to contact the escape pod.
"No need, I'm here."
Tysyacha whirled around, startled. "Oh! I didn't realize...Anyway,
could we please use your vessel if there's any way that we could
separate it from the Ebon Hawk? I think this spaceship has
become too vulnerable to bounty hunter and Sith attacks for us
to continue traveling in it. If we're just in an escape pod, then
I think we'll attract less attention than the former ship of Darth
Revan himself would." She chuckled ruefully. "What do you say?"
The young man thought about it, then answered.
"All right, as long as I come with. Don't know what condition it's in though."
Elron leaned against the door to the cargo hold, arms crossed across his chest. The other two stood next to him, chatting quietly.
Elron's eyes were closed as he was meditating.
Sion...where are you?...What are you up to?... he thought. He scanned through the area, expanding passed stars and planets. Where oh where...
Elron's eyes sprang open as someone approached. He looked up as Syscha and another man turned the corner.
"Who's this?" Elron asked, a little wary of the newcomer.
"He's the pilot of the escape pod that crashed into our hull." she answered.
"Right..." he said, still looking at him, "Well, just make sure that he doesn't do anything...funny. We can't afford any misshaps.
"In anycase," he continued, "Sion's pressence is growing stronger, although I haven't been able to pin-point him yet. If we are to escape him, we'll need to get out of here ASAP."
((A'ight thank you v much then I'm at least in the right system :D))
The man landed at the docks of Nar Shadaa. The platform was empty and he didn't see anyone near, so the man went for a walk, searching for the master of the docks. It took a while, but he did find him.
"Hello there." the docking master said.
"Greetings! I'm looking for the Ebon Hawk, do you know if she has been here lately?"
"Hmm....the Ebon Hawk you said?" he scratched his head "Well, not to long ago I guess but she ain't here anymore."
"Well, do you know anyone or anyway to get in touch with her?"
"Nope!"
"*sigh* well then.......farewell!" The man said and took off.
Thoughts ran through his head: "Where could she go? How to find her and what shall I do?"
He went back to his ship, but didn't take off. Thinking deeply. There had to be a way to track her, but how....? He finally took off, he liked flying so he was thinking to think when he flew round the planet.
Elron looked around before closing and locking the hatch to the escape pod.
"Good to go." he said, his voice strangly mechanical coming out of the speaker of his enviornmental suit.
"Right, engaging life support systems." the man said.
There was a hum and a hiss as air entered the chamber.
There were several hisses as each of the five removed their helmets.
"We did transfer as much power as possible from the Hawk to this pod, right?" Elron asked.
"Yeah, everything's full."
"Right..." Elron said, a bit nervous despite himself. There was something about flying in this small, cramped hunk of space junk that made him feel like this was a bad idea.
"All systems go."
There was a lurch and a loud scratch of metal as the pod pulled away from the enlarged opening in the side of the Ebon Hawk.
((BTW, the young man is about 16 years old))
"All right, so what's the plan when we got on-planet?"
((kk))
"Good question...I say that we lay low, no," he looked at the Exile, "flashing our lightsabers everywhere." he looked at her sternly before cracking into a would-be smile. "After a while, we can see if we can charter a ship to take us somewhere where our pressence would be hard to find. Even then, it would only be a matter of time before Sion found us. However, it will buy us some time to prepare and," he glanced at the Exile again, "to train."
Sion stood in the small cargo hold of his vessel, with his saber ignited, practicing his teqnique. He twirled his saber through the air with alarming speed, all one could see was a red blur spinning around his battered body. His eyes were closed as he did this. He knew that he could not die, or even lose a limb, for the Dark Side kept him together, and without pain, the could be no understanding, no increased abilities.
Faster and faster he twirled his saber, until all one saw was a tornado of red light surrounding his outline. His impressive saber skills had improved 10 fold. His speed was blinding, and his movements masterful.
As quickly as he began, he stopped and deactivated his weapon. He stood silent, and still for a moment, taking in his motions, the current of his actions, and in a split second, turned with all of his fury, and sent a bolt of lightning so intense and powerful through a metal crate in the hangar, that it exploded. "Now you begin to feel the power of the dark side." He muttered to himself.
He stopped, and glanced around the bay. "I can feel your attempt to track me Elron....you will not succeed, I have spent years learning the dark side and all of its tricks. Your feeble attempts to find me, have only revealed your whereabouts. So you sought to trick me, you never left Nar Shadaa, you only hid on the other side, shielded by Nal Hutta, no wonder you were difficult to track. I am coming, this time to finish you, and her." He springs from the hangar, and to the cockpit, to send his shuttle to Nar shadaa. "The ancient world of ZIOST will have to wait, Revan will have to wait, my vengeance comes first. I must possess all or I possess nothing."
The small ship springs back to the cesspit of Nar Shadaa.
"Is that guy a jedi?" Whispered the young man to Elron, gesturing at tadrick.
A grim smile twisted Elron's lips, but he hid it beneath his hood.
"He is indeed. Though...we'll say he's not as young as he used to be." a soft chuckle escaped the darkness of his hood. "Argh!" Elron grunted.
Molten fire surrounded his mind. It felt as if a hyperdrive had gone off inside his skull.
So you sought to trick me, you never left Nar Shadaa, you only hid on the other side, shielded by Nal Hutta, no wonder you were difficult to track. I am coming, this time to finish you, and her.
No...no, I won't let you! I WON'T!
Darth Sion sits in his cockpit and laughs evily, while using the force, to probe Elrons mind. "It is inevitable....It is your DESTINY." He smiles arrogantly. "It is your destiny to die shielding her, and hers to suffer. I have forseen It. It won't be long now, I am coming, for you, for the jedi, for the child, and for HER." He laughs again, and stares intently into space, as the stars whiz by at the speed of light.
Crap, I'm stuck with a jedi.....
He didn't know that his thoughts were open to everyone on the ship.
NO SION, NO! You think you know of my power, but you are a FOOL if you think I will yeild to YOU. I will not fall and I will not let you even so much as TOUCH her! "NO!"
Elron finally forced Sion out of his mind, throwing up barriers against the Dark Lord. He gazed around to see the others looking at him. Apparently, he had just yelled 'no' out loud.
"Sion...he knows where we are...he's coming as we speak." he said in a rasping voice. Sweat beaded his forehead and his arms quaked.
It is your DESTINY.
No, it's my destiny to stop you.
Tysyacha cringed at the young man who had so fortuitously crashed
his escape pod into the hull of the Ebon Hawk. Not because of his
ignorance as to Darth Sion, however; it was because even speaking
of the Sith Lord sent cold chills up her spine. The Exile explained:
"Sion, or Darth Sion as he should rightly be called, is a Sith Lord
who wants to slaughter all of us. He used to be a man, a human
being like you and me, but over time his soul became corrupted
by the Dark Side. Darth Sion feeds on pain--his own pain and
that of others. His broken body is held together by the force of
his will and the power of the Dark Side of the Force. He's strong."
Pausing for a moment, Syscha then confessed her greatest failure.
"I was forced to duel Darth Sion at the Trayus Academy upon
Malachor V. When the mass shadow generator was activated once
more, I thought Sion would surely disintegrate, being dead after
our lightsaber battle. However, by some dark miracle or mystery,
Sion is still alive, and he seeks revenge because I tried to kill him
and subdue his will. If I were he, I might have done the same thing.
He was tortured and broken before, however, by a Sith Lord I'll
only call Traya. Darth Traya. She was the head of the academy."
Senses the walls around Elron...."it is of no concern, I have already obtained that which I desire. Shield her if you must, but know that you will die trying to save her from me."
The shuttle exits Light speed, just in orbit above Nar Shadaa. The ship glides smooththly through space, as it searches for the Ebon Hawk.
As the crew chats about what to do, a blank and monotonous voice sounds from behind, "If I may interject, good sirs and madams, if you are fleeing from someone, it may be wisest to enter hyperspace and leave at a planet or moon in which you have many allies." An old protocol droid, the only one of the droids that remained of those who Lussk had... obtained to help him stared at them.
Recieving no reply, it continued on, "From my scanning of the ship, I discovered that the hyperdrive is still fully functional. And although it will be slowed down, the existance of the escape pod will not prevent this Corellian Freighter from entering hyperspace. Also, if the one you are fleeing from is any form of a decent hunter, he or she should soon find you, as you are but drifting. An escape pod will not be a suitable escape vehicle in this scenario. If you would take this pod to seek out a suitable ship to escape on, your only chance of finding one would be to head to Nal Hutta or return to Nar Shaddaa. And, in case you were wondering, the pod, obviously, has no hyperdrive. And, as I said, escaping to another planet or space station or moon with a number of allies that could aid you would be the wisest choice. From there you could obtain a more suitable ship to flee from your seeker."
(OOC: Also, in case you don't know, hyperspace travel isn't nearly as instant as Sion makes it out to be. :P Traveling from system to system will take a very, very long time without entering hyperspace, and even by entering hyperspace, you're probably going at the speed of light, and most systems are probably far enough apart for it to take quite a while for light to reach. :P Just felt like mentioning this.)
((Yea but in star wars Hyperspace travel is that fast, just look at how quick palpatine gets to vader on Mustafar, all the way from coruscant, or how quickly the clones arrive at Utapau, from coruscant. Or in ESB how quickly Luke gets from Dagobah, to Bespin.))
"There's enough propulsion in the escape pod to take us to either planet quickly."
Tysyacha wished to defer the choice of destination to the others
aboard the tiny escape pod. She hadn't expected her second visit
to Nar Shaddaa to be such a fiasco, and she regretted even setting
course for that overcrowded and fetid planet in the first place.
"Tadrick? Falya? Elron? Sir? I'll let you decide where we should go.
I'm sorry I put all of you in this dire situation with my rash actions
on Nar Shaddaa. If we have to return there again, I'll keep my
lightsaber sheathed unless we are directly under attack. I don't
want to lose any of you, because none of us can afford to stand
alone against Darth Sion. He won't rest until we're all dead."
Elron smiled beneath his hood, "What, d'you expect us to just run off and leave you stranded? Sorry, not gonna happen. Anyway, like I said, our best bet is to set down on Nar Saddaa and charter or buy a ship to get the h*ll on out of here. We really don't have much of a choice. I mean, we don't have a hyperdrive, and Nal Hutta is nothing but a big, poisonus slime ball, so we'll have to go to Nar Shaddaa or else wait to be captured by Sion." The Exile shivered.
"Nar Shadaa is my vote."
((Hey all, I'm not sure but this may be my last post for the night, although I will try to get on later. If not, adios amigos.))
(OOC: Yes, but it probably took several minutes to get from one place to another. Maybe 5-10 or something. However, should you look at previous posts, as you can see, the battle started (the mercs vs the Jedi) right after Elron commented on how much of a nuisance Falya was. At about that same time (when Elron commented on the nuisance level) Sion boarded his shuttle, launched into space, then charged up his hyperdrive, then headed to the Smuggler's Moon through hyperspace. Note that the battle probably lasted only a few minutes. According to you (at least from my POV) Sion took about five seconds to exit hyperspace. Well, I'm slightly exaggerating, but, nevertheless. I'm probably just being stupid anyway. :P)
((Sion, check your PMs))
"I say Nar Shadaa, we're more likely to find a willing pilot and ship there than with the hutts"
As the crew came to an agreement, the protocol droid walked away. Within a minute, Elron stepped into the cockpit and opened his eyes in shock. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING DROID! Stop the ship now!"
"I apologize sir," the droid quickly replied, "but my orders are to get the Ebon Hawk and its passengers to a safe area. The closest and safest place that the ship has already told me is in the Onderon system." Elron snarled and drew one of his sabers, but before he could get close enough to the droid to punish it, the Ebon Hawk had already entered Hyperspace, the force knocking Elron onto his bottom.
"Well, that rules out the Nar Shaddaa option..." Elron said as he force crushed the droid without thinking ahead.
"What's going on?" Syscha asked as she entered the cockpit. "Felt like we entered hyperspace...." She glanced at the remnants of the droid. "What happened?"
"Let's just say, we're on course to the Onderon system."
"Wait, what?"
(OOC: Sorry for doing this if anyone had any special plans for the Moon, but hey, I've got my own priorities :P at least my good ol' Trandoshan does. ^_^ Besides, the Exile should know that it's safer ovah there than on the Moon. :O Of course, there is another moon to go onto, one with much more friendly denizens. ^_^)
((Jokemaster check your PM's))
Sion knew they had just jumped system, he could feel it. He recalled his dream, about the ancient sith system of Ziost, and Kreia's voice echoing, "She will come to you on Ziost, and there you will break her."
"Very Well old woman, I will follow your council, this one last time. Ziost is a place strong in the Darkside, and I can further my strength there. They will come to me when the time is right. Noone will be able to stand against me." Sion toils with his Nav CPU, and makes his jump outsystem, to the ancient Sith world of ZIOST.
((checked it and replied))
Now that they weren't confined to the escape pod, the kid hung around Elron, since the jedi didn't seem to like being near him.
Middle Text Crawl: THE VY'TAKHT TRIAL
Now on course for the planet of Onderon, the
JEDI EXILE and her three companions hope to
find refuge from the threat of the resurrected
DARTH SION. Cramped in a tiny escape pod,
the four have no hope of reliable transportation
unless they find another ship while upon Onderon.
Now one with the Force, DARTH TRAYA appears
to the EXILE in a vision while she lies unconscious.
She tells Tysyacha of a phenomenal and utterly
forbidden experiment with the power of instantaneous
coma--the Vy'takht trial. TRAYA speculates about
the sinister motives of SION and REVAN, telling
Tysyacha that betrayal is her way no more. She
has no one, and nothing more, left to betray...
*********************************
Warping into hyperspace did not normally bother Tysyacha,
especially with her Nerve Enhancement system lodged comfortably
in her cerebral cortex, but this time something seemed to
have happened. Was it the tininess of the escape pod, the
queasy nervousness she felt, or a sickening wave of guilt
and regret that made her fall unconscious? Whatever it was,
Syscha tumbled over forwards and surrendered to the darkness...
"Exile. My child, my Padawan. Come. Listen to me."
"Kreia?" Syscha heard her voice, a disembodied echo, very faint.
"Aye. Sion and Revan are here, their evil tearing through the fabric
of the Force. I know you are threatened, and I am here to help you.
My actions were dark, and my intentions for the Force even darker,
when I lived within this galaxy. However, gazing out across the empty
wasteland of deep space within my mind's eye, I know this is not what
I want. No life, no stars, no beating pulse of any kind, whether Light or
Dark--I was misled before, thinking the Force a cruel and mindless god,
but I see now I was wrong. The Vy'takht trial will prove it to you.
"What is it? It is a variant of Death Field, utterly forbidden to both
Jedi and Sith because it affects the user of this power as well as
his or her intended victims. No one can save himself or herself
against it, not even corpse-creatures like Sion. Once hit by
Vy'takht, a being is sent into instantaneous coma. Not death,
for this trial has an exit, but if someone destroys the victim's
body while they're in their comatose state--!"
Syscha nodded. She knew the rest. Death on par with Kavar's and Vrook's.
"Here's what I want you to do. Cast the Vy'takht upon everyone
cramped within your escape pod. The one who awakens first is the
strongest one of you all. Once you return to blessed consciousness,
pledge yourself to this one. Obey all that he or she commands, even
if it is to wash his feet or the sweaty clothing that covers his frame.
He or she is the one who will duel against Sion and Revan, not you.
"Who knows? It could even be more than one person who stirs from
their slumber at the same time, but such an event is extremely rare.
All is not lost, but Vy'takht will only work if your will, your passion,
and those of your master or masters are fully in tune. If not, then
Sion will exploit this, and his victory will come that much more easily!
"Do you understand, Dvukhsotnaya, what you must do? Do not lie."
"I understand," whispered Tysacha, tears once again in her eyes.
"Thank you, Master." At the last word, the ghostly Kreia smiled her
subtle smile, put her hand over her heart, and vanished from the
Exile's mind. Reviving, Tysyacha rose up, her heart heavy with grief.
"Forgive me," she told Falya, Tadrick, Elron, and the nameless young
man who had crashed the escape pod into the Ebon Hawk. "Darth
Traya has spoken, and this is what I must do in order to find who
will vanquish Sion and Revan. Vy'takht!" She raised her hands high.
Ultraviolet electricity shot toward the four passengers, consuming
Tysyacha as well as the others. They gently fell, comatose, to the
escape pod floor, as if in slow motion. Gentle, weightless sleep
engulfed them. As to who would awaken first from the Vy'takht
trial--who knew? Only one thing was certain...Tysyacha would not.
Lussk awoke from his meditation by the sound of a strange sort of rippling energy, followed by the thunking of bodies. He sliced open a hole in the sealed door and popped out, and moved about, sniffing for the passengers. Passing by his destroyed droids, he saw them all. The Exile, the two masters, Falya, and another young man. "Tch," he said aloud. "The stench of human runs deep into all parts of this ship. Now... what to do with these comatose beings. Surely I won't kill them, not like this. No, I shall see how this turns out. I still need to exact my revenge on her. And... in fact, I think I shall." The Trandoshan approached Tysyacha, and whispered to her in Sith speak.
Other than a small amount of twitching, she made no act that would reveal consciousness. But the hunter knew full well that she had heard his words, though whether she understood them was beyond him. As the five slept an unrestless sleep, he rummaged through his back until he found the object he sought. "Gorogaran Mind Probe." The words echoed in his head, bringing back memories of his time spent with Revan in the Jedi Civil War.
"Let's see who these others are..." He stuck the probe to Tadrick's head, and began examining his recent memories, hopefully to decipher who he was. The Trandoshan did the same with all the others, including the Exile. Armed with his new, but unstable knowledge, Lussk hid in a dark corner and meditated. Memories of the old wars flashed within his mind, teachings of Trandosha, his family, his nest-ring (in Trandosha, children were born in nest-rings, which were bunches of nests of several Trandoshans together, and the children learned and played together, kind of like a neighborhood), he even remembered quite clearly the face of Revan.
Slowly he began to chant old Trandoshan teachings in the tongues of the Sith. The three Jedi began to twitch about, as though they could hear his words in their dreams. Vrussk... Revan... Kalden... Golgorra... General... Claw Squadron...
(OOC: OMGZ! :O Saving this post space for Lussk's flashbacks. So that if anyone feels like waking up, well, I'll still be able to have Lussk have his flashbacks without having the threat of a saber in his face. Oh and 150th reply to this topic! :O)