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 Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 10:54 am
[Drabbles] Juju's Drabbles [Star Wars]
Here is a thread that contains drabbles. Short little things written on a whim when inspiration stuck and then died just as quickly. There are quite a few as the whole " drabble inspiration " hits me quite frequently sadly I've lost some of them due to file damage.
They are in no set order and most aren't part of the Canon AU that I role play.
As you can see most of the drabbles have an edit next to them. This is meant to showcase what the major character in the drabbles looks like D; I think it adds a little extra, so enjoy.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 10:55 am
 " My darling "
Her hands were so delicate, rubbing across his brow like a ophidian encircling it's coils around it's victim. She was asphyxiating him, the blood was oozing into his vision and she was the perfect epitome of destruction come to arrogate him. Her voice was cooing out his name, like a mother would to a child.
" Anakin my beloved, you see what you have done..." Her hand tugged away the fabric, that lined the mottled maw in his flesh. Her pale fingers slunk around the opening but her healing touch, didn't come just a scorching, spasm through his lungs.
" For this I’ll never let you rest in peace, each time you make a pillar of family and love I will tear it down, my darling " The sound of his lungs desperately trying to breathe elevated to his ears, the red fluid of life filled them and from his mouth it came in rivulet's his body shook in a fit of coughing.
Her insensate body cradled his. The silk covered orb of her bosom was his pillow, and she held him. Her voice murmurous in the fringes of his psyche, turning off his body piece by piece. Her voice wouldn’t go away, and the scorching in his lungs got amerceable and autoerotic as if he was thrust into repeatedly with a fiery blade.
" I'm sorry Vila "
" You don't have the right to call me that anymore, cherished one "
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 11:07 am
 " My name is Dovonga and Today Students I will be giving you a history lesson "
She frowned at there groaning, and glanced down at the tiny clipboard where she had placed it however intricate studies of the mistakes of the senate on the war of prikeen. She smiled then, and pulled down the holoscreen behind her.
" However as you all know I am a guest teacher on a visit here so I'll give you a different history lesson then what your teacher had planned....We will learn about the Empress Vilakar "
20 faces stopped there chatter and groaning and stared at her with simple amassment.
" But I thought no one had any information on this so called empress of legend..."
" True Anakin, most of the information was rumored to be lost but I've managed to dig some up "
She rooted in the bag she had carried in and pulled out a tiny disk placing it in the viewer and seating herself next to Yoda's so called chosen one, who seemed more interested then the other students. She pulled out the remote and pressed a few button the screen lit up a the voice of a woman began to sing a rhyme, her voice seemed to draw everyone out of there small conversations and Dovonga smiled slightly. even though she herself was not seen only the visual representation of force waves danced across the viewer.
" Hush Little Children , Lay down your head.
The Empress will get you, if your not in your bed.
Sleep little children close your eyes.
Else she will get you, and you won't stay alive.
Hush little children, be wary of your talk.
For within the darkness the mepress does stalk
Sleep little children close your eyes.
Pray little children, that she won't come by.
Listen little children.
Or she'll take your tongue.
Behave little children.
Or she will come.
Sleep little children and close your eyes.
Or the Empress will come to claim her prize. "
with it finished she paused it and the grumbling began but she just gave a smirk.
" This next scene is known to upset some viewers it is a holovid representation of the battles, of Sai, Kalderrann, and Isine the 3 most bloody battles of the Crematorian wars. With all characters played to the only extent of there known characters. I'd like you all to pay attention as it's very valuable information is passed, as well as some rare footage shot during the very battles as we all know the empress is rumored to be nothing more then a fairy tale, then how students is it that the rare footage shows the woman described by all as the blood empress, master of darkness....Vilakar "
The click of the remote set forth again the image, it blackened for a moment and then a explosion of light bathed the room as the vid began and silence feel upon them all.
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The lightning cut across the sky like some horrible white needle plunging into grey puffy flesh. The rain poured down in endless streams as if the gods were crying out in anguish. In the distance thunder roared, scarcely heard amongst the shouting below.
The once fertile earth was stained with blood, mud oozed forth and grass was nowhere to be seen. the mud mixing with blood like some grotesque paint of the devil. Many races milled about shivering in the cold and wet, barely retaining there weapons and many clustered around small fires.
" 6 standard months we've been waiting are the Jedi going to send help or are they going to keep sitting on there popuss asses all day until we all die out here......?! "
The female with wavy brown hair slammed her fist down, and the tall drenched wookie beside her snarled. The reptilian humanoid before her hissed and frowned turning to look out over the mud slicked hills, shaking his head. His left shoulder was hastily repaired with some old droid parts and the armor curved in piercing his skin. the woman was in slightly better shape but they were all tired looking and weak.
" we have no way of knowing, the Jedi sssssstated that we would get help. Perhapssss they ran in trouble on the way here....we have no way of knowing how far they war hassss sssspread "
" Commander, something's happened ! "
The group under the makeshift tent turned toward the girl, as she slipped down the hill and ran to them out of breath. Resting her hand against a barrel rim to catch her breath before beginning to talk again.
" Sir, the whole Hi'Lem camp been wiped out....we.."
He patted her on the back, giving her a hug with one arm but the girl shook her head.
" This isn't good new's there's a woman there and she killed them a little girl with warriors so large and fast I've never seen anything like it they are force users as well...."
" Jedi "
" No sir, they killed the squad I managed to escape but they are coming here...they are so powerful....and the girl her eyes...they....hck "
The lizard frowned and shook her, then stepped back a blade cured it's way out her stomach and the young woman collapsed writhing her skin seemed to with and twist itself from her bones, tearing open. The older female beside him made a surprised gasping noise as the think blood from the girls corpse spilled past them. The whole camp was suddenly turned to the cliff face.
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The holovid's quality deteriorated as if it had aged with the press of a button. the whole group was staring at the screen with high interest as they watched.
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There were two large cloaked figure's standing holding spears that glittered with each crackle of lightning in the small area. Between them was another figure small, yet slender and although impossible to see her face or any details in the new strip of holo, obviously female. Hair appeared to curl down around pale thin exposed shoulder's , her hand was held out in a clam pose one of that it seemed she had just thrown something.
Like a blade................
The two cloaked figure's moved foward and it flashed back to the officer's under the tent and the girls steaming corpse. Though now however the officer's within looked much worse for wear bleeding and strained years of age added to once young faces that were now twisted in horror or fright. The few soldier's nearest to the tent came closer, but those spears lowered and the tiny figure trailed behind arm dropping to it's side.
The voice were garbled and unintelligable as to what was said between the tail slender female officer and the guards that stood before the tiny girl. Whose hand was now covering it's mouth still the picture blurred out and did not allow for a decent image of her. Though now there was laughter spilling from her mouth and the light patches of skin heaved with the movement.
" Tell your Jedi, That the Empress is here...." Her voice was that of an angel, pure and true. Yet held that underlying darkness that temptation so sweet, it seemed to coat the air. Like an over-ripe papaya, ready to be plundered and ravaged and sucked. Then poison it's devourer, with the venom of it's tainted fleshy folds.
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The image died and Dovonga clapped the light's back on. A lopsided frown on her face as the image as per usual the image flickered and died. She quickly shooed out the other students ignoring the protests of the film suddenly stopping.
" Class is over as is that part, we'll watch the next battle tomorrow "
She turned quickly and before Anakin could move gave him a soft smile.
" Anakin would you mind putting away the equipment, I must speak with you master "
The boy nodded and she scuttled out.
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Anakin frowned and picked up the discarded piece of disk one of the boy's had thrown to the other end of the room before the woman had entered. As he stood however, the hair on his neck flickered alive and he shivered in the suddenly cool air of the room.
" Anakin Skywalker "
He froze, hand going to where his light saber was clipped to his belt before turning to facw whatever it was. Why hadn't he heard someone enter ? It was a woman, but not just any woman, the girl from the film. Resting on the projector that was unplugged her image crystal clear, yet still seeming like a projection as the occasional scan line would drift down her features .
Her lips were deep blood red, eyes outlined with a tiny bit of kohl that made the blood red eye design she possessed stand out even more. Blood trickled down over her lightly tinted cheeks. Her hair lay, in soft downy curls the tips stained with red that made them glisten. She wore a thin dress, made of some light weight material a long slit running up to her thigh and her feet bare with a white gold anklet's dangling off.
" this isn't possible.......I must be dreaming "
" your not "
Her lips barely moved, and her body slipped away from the projector. Like liquid smoke and she reappeared in front of him in a whisper of cloth. Eye lids stained with red and black semi-closed, lustful in a way padme never was. Her finger traced up his chest drawing some pattern over his heart. The dark depth of those eyes flared, her lips were so close to his so perfect parted in a smile that showed sharp white fangs.
He moved foward just enough to feel the heat of her lips against his own, the feel of her silk soft skin, untouched by anything and then she was gone, Dovonga was standing in the door way with Obi-Wan and both were staring at him. He coughed uncomfortablely and slipped the disk from the projector into his pocket as he walked past them.
Dovonga frowned at his retreating back.
" Is there something wrong with him ? "
Inside she was singing.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 11:09 am
I am the empress, and long ago I was wrapped in my mother's putrid, rotting womb I decided that I was to be this. I was darkness, the evil that each an every being feels when they grow hot with anger. I am the greatest temptation you will ever face, yet I am faceless. I hold nothing close. I choose to become this monster who appears to be flesh and blood, yet is slowly rotting from the inside out. I became this....being ? or monster ?
what am I ? a cold hearted killer ? a mother ? a lover ? a corpse ? some fantasy woven from the lips of Nobel's so that children will behave or be dragged from there beds to be raped by the darkness ?
When you held me what were you thinking ? when you held her who were you thinking of ? did your thought's betray your feelings to her ? Was it the empress who held your heart in her hands, or was it the senator who held it with love. I do not love you, I use you. You are mine but do not fight, you hate me yet you always's come running back begging to be given that release.
Am I your drug ?
Why did you forget me ?
Am I nothing to you ? worthless little Jedi boy, doesn't know how to make up his mind. Your master hunts me, but never comes close I am always to far ahead. I control the man who controls you, I allowed you to fall to fail, and now you have no flesh I do not want you. yet you always beg me to return when no one can hear you and you cry out in the darkness that sleep brings......
I own you, and you accept it. Yet I gave you the cursed body you inhabit and you know it. I took your only lifeline away no more pretty face, no more love. You can feel what I feel each time you looked at the little farm girl with adoration and love.
You disgust me....
I hate you.......
Why don't you love me .....?
Am I filth to you.......?
As I hold you close, and tell you it will be fine as you seek to bring forth some sort of affection and I push you away. You know what you have done, you have killed me. Thrown me back to my mother so she make take my soul, given me back to the darkness I tried to run from.
why ?
why?!
WHY?
you whisper those three tiny words to me over and over, and I simply stare right through you. you want me to return them but I do not, I take you because I pity what I have done to you and this releases me from my guilt. Your sweet nothings mean so little, each day you dream of me. You never loved her and yet I punish you.
I make what we have created hate you, I tear your world, your master your mind apart.
Why do you love me.....?
Silly little Jedi boy, I sent you to the hell you live in where every breath is pain and every bone is now metal. I give you the heartache of having no one to love, I made your seed take root in another that you never wanted to touch.
your master face is still perfect ?
yours is scared......
I did this to you....
yet you still want me....
give me your soul.....
I will let you be happy......
be with her.......
even though each time you look at her you see me crave me.......
you are alone your sires hate you......
filthy worthless jedi boy.......
locked up in your leather and metal.......
......hate me..........................
HATE ME........
that is what I want, not those words not your loving caress, I want you to hate me
to love me with each disgusted look, to throw me away
why don't you love me ?
I gave you everything......
yet you cannot spare me some little bit of your affection ?
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 11:12 am
sometimes....
it's.......
so........
hard..........
remembering kills me........
I’m dying slowly, my darling as I lay here.................
I want you to hold me to tell me those words.........
I hate you.......
Stay away...........
don't touch me...................
help me, hold me I'm so scared.......
I gave you’re my world, my heart was placed in your hands and this is how you repay me, you give her your flesh and blood. Am I nothing to you just some useless WHORE! Every time you told me those thing's you were lying
why?
why?!
Your useless little body will be destroyed for this, I will tear away your flesh and leave you bare and ugly for them to mock. I will cradle your perfection to me, and be forever knowledgeable as to why you did this.
would you scream if I tore out your heart ?
or would you offer your bare breast and give it to me with affection and love ? Allow me to tear it out and feast upon your last breaths............your last screams as you watch as you reach towards me a beg for my love and mercy.........
why do you love HER?
am I not good enough ?
am I not as pretty as SHE IS ? Am I not her equal ?
I am an Empress, she is a slave ?
Why do you look at me ? when you found out about them ? about our past ? our lives ? about me You looked at me disgusted, I loved you where was your affection then ?
growing in her farm girl womb you worthless SLAVE boy ?
you are nothing....
a slave saved by some ageing old worthless fool, a man who betrayed an empress.......
a with one look sent her walls crumbling down.......
I am dying , I cannot see anything and you wouldn't understand. Mother has found me and I am dying because she want's me back ?
why do you look at me with hatred in your eyes ?
I will make you suffer................
Your pulsing flesh in my hand is so heavy, and is dropped , wet splatter upon the ground...
you are screaming but not in ecstacy, in agony.......
your blood is on my hands.......
you are nothing to me.......
..........you are my everything........
..............my darling I love you........
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 11:15 am
 Motherly Love
Was sitting around with dad earlier today, he was asking me about you mom and we ended in this uncomfortable silence after making fly-by accusations on each other. Ended with me calling out the Luke and Leia defense and how he broke you.
I try not to think about you mom as my only memories of you are you being sick, and just sort of dying. It hurts to think about all those times in childhood how you were always there to make my pain go away and then you just started to fade, it seemed like I was the only one who was noticing this too.
Like I was standing in the Middle of the room and screaming you were sick, but no one was listening only commenting on how cute I looked dressed in my ceremonial robes. You kept saying you were fine but I knew you were lying, knew you were slipping away and no matter how much I needed you and held on you just slipped further and further from my grasp. I hated him for doing that to you, but he didn't even know you were more then a dream.
Sure I act like I am accepting, I'll do as he asks of me but dad will never be my father not when he basically killed you. Left me alone with no one to hold me and care for me after it happened.
you weren't there to tell the nurses not to give me the drugs, that it would cause chemical imbalances in my brain that would result in severe pain, long term addiction, and a mental breakdown cause it ******** with the toxins my body naturally made. You weren't there when they threw me in the white padded room and said I was crazy. You weren't there when Caedmon died and I held his bleeding form in my hands as he slipped away. You weren't there, you were never there and it was all his fault.
I loved you mom, but you left me behind and I blame you for my addictions, I blame you for the drugs I can't go without, for the voices in my head that become nightmares when I close my eyes. I blame him for taking away my chance at ever finding happiness, for having the god forsaken bratlings.
I lost everything, and right now as I stare at the blood dripping down my wrist I miss you mom and I want you back. The light's are dimming mom and I think I can hear you singing that lullaby I always loved, and as I fall from the world around me and that needle slips from my grasp I can see you and your holding me and it never happened and we're all happy.
Until three hours later when the high goes away and the world comes back, cause Leia's asking if I'm alright and I mumble some response that's pretty common for me and she leaves going back to Boba. I cry out but you never come, and no body care's because Luke's the though guy the pillar of support with no one supporting him who's crumbling, and falling apart but no one can see.
I don't let them see.
They don't know me mom, they know my act my puppeted face. Luke who doesn't take anyone's crap, maybe I'm really him now mom maybe it's all over and the little boy I once was, is in some hookers bed somewhere dead and cold. Then maybe he's right here on the bathroom floor staring in the mirror and wishing he were cold and dead and not stuck in this existence.
I'm staying strong for Leia mom just like you asked, but she has Boba now and doesn't need me so much any more. I miss you, I miss Caedmon and I wish I could be back with you. Both of You.
I met a girl today mom, some assassin hired onto this fleet of ship's dad rules over. I think she liked me but I was of course an a**, I don't want her to but Leia says I should try to like someone. I just frown and for once it's the real me again not the cold shell I am these days.
I'm scared that if she found out about me, if I let her get close she'll hurt me just like Caedmon did. That'll she'll pull of the glove and see it one night and call me a monster, and never touch me again. So I shrug her off, I flirt but I never get close I stay away and wary and locked up in my rooms getting off on my needle and bottle and praying that I'll die and everything will end in my pitiful life.
I'll be back with you mom, and Caedmon too.
If only it were that easy. Her name is Mara and right now I wonder why I'm thinking about her, maybe because she still gave me her name even though I wouldn't tell her mine. She's like you mom when you were young and happy and strong, before me and Leia came to be before your life was ruined.
She'll be like the other's though mom, she'll get curious and take the glove off and see and I'll be a monster in her eyes more then I already am.
She won't love me anyway mom, because she's an assassin and they never stay around. One night flings are all they ever seek, but I've begun to give up on the whole physical satisfaction. Nothing gives me pleasure anymore, it's always pain always fear.
Right now mom all I can do is press this needle through the skin, and forget about this world for a good three hours.
Seems like I'm getting immunity because even the drugs are failing me now mom, it's gone from three to one..........
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 11:19 am
Anakin yawned and shifted into her room before the servant's outside could give him any of there fussy looks, he flopped down on the bed at her feet glancing at her from the corner of his eye to gauge reaction. Her eyes didn't lift from the book. It was funny how month's ago he'd considered her nothing more then some childhood fantasy that would never come to someone such as he, and yet here she was as real as him.
Moving to his side, he frowned at her choice of books another one written by her that was going through that serious blind critiquing. Dictatorship under the 12 laws. He frowned, she was always so absorbed in something she hardly ever payed him any attention. She yawned and turned the page again, he tentatively reached out a hand and tapped thoughtfully at the black ruby bejeweled anklet she wore.
The book lowered into her lap and she gave him a lopsided look one single slender eyebrow raised , indecisive as to what to do it seemed. He grinned and crawled closer to her dragging his still stiff body up beside her, and resting his head on her lap. She closed the book and placed it on the table beside her looking down at him with a frown.
" Bored ? "
" Lonely..."
The words made her cringe and he began to worry she'd send him away like all the other times but she just sighed.
" A dead heart offer's little companionship to a live one "
His pressed his nose to her abdomen, sniffing the scent of her night gown that was undescribable but nice to his nose somehow. He sat up again, and turned to her resting his chin on his knees as they looked at each other for a time, Vila giving him that critical look of disapproval like she had promised guessing at his thought's but not directly reading his mind.
He gave her a goofy smile, and came closer on hands and knee's now, she seemed more disturbed and stiffened with a dark look coming over her. By his closeness, or an accidental slip of his thought's he was sure both could cause the reaction. She moved to sit up, but he caught her hand just in time to surprise her and pull her back.
Kissing wasn't really his thing, but he had once or twice in the far of epoch of his youth however they were never with someone who could break every bone in his body with a look. Her lips were not cold as he suspected, but warm and far softer then most. Comparing to Padme as he alway's did he felt her cringe, and he frowned pulling away at it such a thing allowed for open minds. She was more like silk, and padme like...like...bark. He heard vila's laugh through the force at the one. She pressed her lips to his once more, and seemed to approve of him for once.
For once she took soemthing from him with out giving it a critical overlook. She of course smacked him, but not hard enough to drive him away just for the purpose of upholding her honor.
He was faintly aware of the door to her room closing, and the gods awful sun of crematory, being shut out by the heavy curtain's falling down.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 1:18 pm
" There is an ancient story Anakin skywalker, how countless Milennia Ago, there was a great battle. Between the dark and light, brother and sister as to who would rule the endless chaos they lived in. They fought for many a days, blood against blood. Finally the light struck down the dark, but in his rage he brought her the greatest of crimes.
Her body violated, she lamented and ran a cowering mess to the very edge of what was now her brother world. There she created a tiny planet, covered in sweet fruit and trees and a tiny pond. She placed it in a craddle of mist, and decorataed the darkness around it with tiny pinpricks of her blood and a single teardrop from her eye created a shining orb that gave the plant's life.
It was here the darkness stayed, and listened as her body decayed to the things her brother made. Even a special group of warriors to fight her off. "
" The Jedi Phi'il ? "
" Yes the Jedi " The old woman sighed, weakly lifted and wrinkled old hand and pushed a frail greay hair behind her ear and looked to the sky. As though lost in some distant memeory.
" Continue ? "
" Oh, yes of course.......It was then the darkness found within her frail body there was a tiny spark of a life, and she cursed her brother from what he had done. She ripped the tiny life from within herself, and left there crying with lungs to weak to breathe her tiny little girl. The plant's wept with the deparature of there mistress, and she sealed the world up so the flith she had born would not be able to leave.
She birthed a son as well, a twin of the little girl she had left, and passed it on. Leaving him with the horrible woman that was chaos, and to him she knows not what happened.
The child was shown mercy only by the aged tree that supported the sky of the world. This tree loved her, and carried her high into it's branches. Caring for the tiny little girl. At this time the dark and light once again fought, but this time the dark sturck down the light. He swore with his dying breath he would be avenged, and his warriors trained harder to avenge there fallen lord who had become some strange entity they were able to touch with there minds.
During this time the infant girl grew, and was cared for by the plant's but she was much smarter and when given a little power by the plant's she craved more. She was an extraordinary child you see, and her beauty was unlike anything you'd ever see unantural and dangerous.
Her mother returned one day, to see what had become of the foul child and she was killed by the little girl, who ripped from her mother's corpse her heart and replaced her own with it. Her mother with a bleeding gaping hole, begged the girl to forgive her but the child was two far gone.
The child left, and was found by her reborn father. But you see he had his own want for the girl, he used her as he did her mother and tried several time to get her pregnant with his heir. The child knew there to be nothing wrong with this. For years she suffered in silence, until her father in a clever plan to hurt her, conspired with one of his favorite general's to fake a love with his daughter.
When she found out, that the love was not real, she ran away. Forgotten as though she had never exsisted. Then one night, on the Eve of 300 years of rule of the light, in the great ballroom of the December palace.....she returned.
A dark force unlike any other, that plunged the peaceful universes into war, and destroyed countless lives. Murdering the light, and smiting all those who swore loyalty to him. Spilling the blood of so many innocents it stained the very skies.
All for revenge, and now she sleeps, waiting and watching for when her fake lover returns, so as to destroy his world again and again. "
The frail old woman sighed havily, and it exited her in a shivered gasp. Her hands quivered on the stick she held in a death like grip, and the fire before then crackled and burned. The sand dunes in the distance shifted as a worm passed beneath and a dune wolf howled somewhere off in the ditance. anakin observed her and noticed that there were indeed tears in the wrinkled ducts beneath her eyes, her face showed the lines of a hard life without love. The deep groves of her frown lines were shadowed, and the lines of worry on her mottled forehead drawn tight.
" what was her name ? "
" Her name...was...Vilakar..."
" Phi'il how do you know all this when everyone else know's so little "
Those dark old eyes raised to look at him, and she eased her walking cane down beside her, resting her old well used hands on her covered knee's. She let out another shaky breath.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 1:21 pm
" You really do worry to much, Yodanis, we are the sovereign ones, the amaranthine light. Serenity, hope, honor, they are gone from the order now...we must restitute it, and undo the putrescence "
The woman frowned, beautiful face lurching to putrefaction. Orange eyes becoming callous holes of melanize, leading down to the abysm. Aluminous silk poured down around and benevolent face like a gift from the prodigious master, fractured and greyed, it was the envisionment of destruction. Then it careened again back to the aureate face of a beautiful woman, soft, full lips pouty. A diminutive pink serpent swept across there pinkish surface, leaving a trail bedewed glimmer. Mischievous pale orange eyes, alight.
He often wondered why she had joined the order, when she could have had any courtier begging for her to bed them even once to touch that exquisite delicate skin, to feel her nails embroil down there backs in the mellifluous symphony of love as they came closer and close...
" Really Master, such thoughts are as taint as the Jedi we seek to liberate.....please refrain before the Lady hears you evincing such. "
The huge man gave the anaemic boy a glare, and watched as the delicate feminine figure adorned in the slender white dress walked off.
" She is flawed sir, the spies say she has fallen.....in love with one of them, it is why she wants the book....to heal herself and be with the foulness for eternity "
The boy was cut off before he could continue, head exploding in a glossy calculated line of blood down the wall. His mouth still open as if to speak, eyes bugling out of his skull and the red liquid of spirit poured from his crushed nose.
The larger man sighed, flicking a splatter of blood of his armored hand as he turned back towards the lilliputian garden before them. Untouched beauty, just like his cherished Rosiene, she would never fall for such filth it was beyond them.
His mind went into the besmirched and swelling brain of the cadaver behind him, dredging through his definitive cogitations as the force shut down, looking for the image the other elders had placed there for him to find. They were wrong they had to be. But there he found it a tiny quiver of skin touching skin, of soft pouty lips pressed against harder ones. Demanding, and inexorable. A sweet voice of his darling Rosiene, murmurous as they came so close.
" Obi-Wan "
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 1:34 pm
" Something wrong Baby ? "
The coy little note in her voice didn't elude him, he walked in locking the door soundly behind him after last month's incident. Trailing over to the small kitchen like area, and looked at the food there with mild amusment. Somehow she alway's managed, his gloved hand stole a cookie from the pile. It made him pause as he stared at the leather, and remembered what was beneath it, how would she feel about it.
" no, just a few scrapes from the fight...."
His head lifted and he stumbled backward slightly, she was there soft curls tied back with a ribbon he'd bought her on there first little outing. Her face was concered, her ever changing aura showing colors of concern. Pale elbows rested on the countertop. She walked around and he backed away, then stopped and moved foward pulling her against him. She compiled and his real hand curled into the softness of her hair, her fingers trailed down to the glove. He couldn't ever get anything past her could he.
" I lost it "
" mmmmm....... "
" Vila...I.... "
Her hand was gripping the metal arm to the point he felt a searing spasm shoot through his still mortal upper arm, felt bones cracking. He bit back a scream that was there bubbling toward the surface, and ripped his hand from her grasp going backwards and landing on a chair she'd moved. She walked foward and proped herself against him, resting comfortably in his lap.
" and now it's back "
She smiled those lips turning to rest on his neck, as her hands worked the gloves clips open and tugged it off. He stared at the new hand, as though it was never severed, only a tiny thin scar remained just a little below his elbow and half way round the arm. She once again had a coy little smile on her face, her finger drifted up to his padawan braid and curled it around her finger.
" Did you miss me ? "
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Vilakar was still sleeping, one pale hand across his chest and those curls spilling across the brown bedsheets around them. He was comparing his skin to hers, tracing out tiny veins on the pale limb laying idly across him. His skin almost seemed like leather from fight's littered with a few tiny scars, some cuts, and it was though. Her's was plae, she hated the sun and it showed. Littered with thin veins here and there, soft and silky to the touch like cream.
He almost felt that touching her would break the soft skin.
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Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 1:36 pm
Funny how things turned out in the end.
Vilakar was idly stirring wine around, lazed back in a chair and watching the inky red liquid slid up and down the glass edges as she loooked over a star map with a bored expression. The thin red dot that showed her imperial cruiser, was fluttering back and forth through unexplored space. She idly placed the glass on the long marble table top, and glaced to the black tinted black windows of the ships main frontal viewing port. The black silk curtains parted at her will as she moved her chair to the side, and she frowned. No one could pick them up here as it were, there technonolgy was far to advanced to be traced or thought of as anything more then some aimless slight void in the force. Her own powers kept the curious minds of force users away as it was.
She smiled and picked up from the floor beside her a tiny child, who grumbled about having to leave his toys behind. But quickly forgot about them and curled up in her lap, her finger's idly running through the short brown wavy hair upon his head.
" Momma ? "
" Yes anakin ? "
" Can we get a daddy ? "
" We'll see me darling......."
Her finger's continued to move until the young boy was sleeping, curled against her chest. She smiled down at him, naeivety was something children took for granted so easily, so picked him up resting his head on her shoulder. His tiny arms wrapped around her neck, and she moved along pacing the length of the large view port her covered gaze directed at the bleakness of space. The blood that seeped down her cheeks, seemed to stop just short of her collar yet never once dripped. She moved with a pratced swiftness, and dangerous edge a cooly controlled power that lurked in the image and curves of a beautiful woman.
" Grievous, I've decided "
The General moved out of the shadow's and bowed before, unlike so many years ago he was now pressed out in slick black armour, red marking proudly displayed on the mechnaical appeadnges, his body covered with jet black cloake. He bowed swiftly,
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 11:08 am
Very Old
" Mother ? "
Sadism frowned backing away slightly as her eye began to twitch. Then she was on the floor her jaw exploded in pain, rivulet's of blood dripping from it. She moaned and pressed a single finger to it, broken as it was she was racked by another fast searing hot spasm. She glanced back to her eyes downcast.
" My child would not ruin my name with such filth as to become pregnant by some sniveling little smuggler trying to further himself in life. "
She was standing, as sadism blinked and whimpered, her mother seemed disgusted she heard Leia mumble something but didn't look up. Vilakar's hand twined into her undone hair and she was yanked with calculated cold, cruel strength to her feet. She bowed her head.
" You still try to respect me, and yet you do not tell me your own MOTHER, THAT THIS ABOMINATION is growing WITHIN YOU! "
She curled only to feel that same pain spread through her, as her mother hand ripped past her flesh and dragged out the barely formed life from within her. Vilakar stood there as the life slowly drained away from the tiny body within the soft sac of fluid. Her hand squeezed and the tiny unformed bones broke and the body died it's presence in the force snuffed out.
" Mommy ? .............but Han would have been responsible "
" Shut Up, Leia I don't want to hear any of your responsibility nonsense your relationship with the bounty hunter is known as well. Anything coming from that union will suffer the same fate. "
Leia made a gasping noise, and she heard Luke clear his throat in the uncomfortable silence. Then their mother was gone in a flurry of tar and blood the stencth of sulfur all that was left behind, Leia's hand was on her shoulder but she shrugged it off, Taking the tiny little sac in her hands and walking past her other siblings out to her own wing of the castle. Softly stroking the tiny barely formed head her mother hadn't crushed and singing it the same lullaby her mother had sung.
" I'm so sorry baby, mommy is so sorry. "
She wrapped it gently in a tiny silk cloth from her first birthday. Placed it in a old ornate jewelry box. Then passed it to a servant to bury in some unmarked grave. She had committed a sin, against mother against her mother's empire it didn't deserve to have a marked grave. But it was her baby......
Her eyes turned toward the picture Leia and Luke had placed upon the wall of there father, and she hated him. He'd turned mother into this with his selfish choices. He'd made her this monster who loved nothing, and no one. He had killed her baby, without even being brought back into there lives.
" It's all your fault......she's like this......that she hates us "
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 11:11 am
Vilakar has existed before the galaxy was even started, her birthplace was from the dark side of the force itself. She was placed by the darkness on a lone planet where she was left to raise herself and eventually went insane. As more planets and people were placed in the universe she found a way to travel and left her world, visiting many places and leaving a trail of bloodshed. Then just as mysteriously as she had come, she disappeared and became a horror story for parent's to tell their children when they misbehaved. Many fantasy books were written on her and one serious book that described her in detail by a lover she once had but that book was lost when the library it was stored in mysteriously burnt down and only the fairytales remained, and people eventually began to believe that she was nothing more then an old fairy tale, but her legend never truly died away.
It is believed that on some lone planet she sleeps, and that she has the power to shift through times to cause mayhem whenever she pleases. It is also said that she comes and steals children from there beds when they are naughty to feed on there innocent flesh, as hers has become so corrupted that she can no longer sustain it. The latter coming from the children's fairy tale but perhaps it still holds some truth.
Other: Has an odd habit of carrying with her at all times a small live Vader, she pampers him and he is with her always even when she is visiting a time where he no longer exists. Has a bizarre obsession with Vader/Anakin.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2007 9:07 pm
Space, endless, opalescent, and cold. Split apart simply by the forming of a black hole, a booming echo that traveled little a fell on deaf ears of the dead stars. A ship, long, sleek, and jet black came forth from the hole, changing it's thrust pattern and stopping just short of a tiny moon the blood red chest emblazoned upon it's pointed hull glaring down at the moon and the dirt colored planet with a look of an aristocrat would give a peasant.
The Hull was covered in long panel's of black glass, and from a distance just the faintest of glowing red lines could be seen on the inside. The ship was more of a monster, sleek and deadly with weapons hidden under panel's of some unknown metal. Decorated on the wigs tips, with letter and symbol's not known to the current universe it was humming across.
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The woman sat, running a black gloved finger across blood red lips. Her other hand which should have been resting upon the marble chair arm was rolling across the arm's surface a single eyeball. Perfectly soft, and still wet glistening with tears the victim never got to shed. Her gloved hand rolled it simply as if it was a toy, across the chair's cold stone surface. As she lifted her leg to cross it over the other, her finger punctured the little sac. White liquid spilling from it and deflating it on the arm, dripping to the floor causing a cold sloppy echo in the empty room.
The female figure shifted once again, a tiny inkling of blood dripping past the lips. A sick smile spreading across the blood red lips, and the floor around the figure flared to life with symbols. The head of the woman turned slightly so much that the figure could glance behind her at the large marble doors.
" Your call of boon is granted Craw what is it you wish to report ? "
A tall male figure decked out in black armor, walked into the room visibly shirking under her blind gaze as he cleared his trought, giving a deep bow to the female figure. though she remained unmoving the very room seemed fermented with her cold, dark, aura.
" Empress, Commander lorriae wishes to inform you that there are life forms outside of the sentient one's we scanned earlier. They are median's My Lady...."
" Force Users ? "
The woman scowled and stood the man once again shrank back as she stood up, fearing she would turn her ever undetectable rage on him but she walked to the window instead. Pressing her hand to the black pane, and glaring at the tiny world.
" Yes Empress, Several and another team of them seem to be trying to rescue the others "
" Captive Jedi......You are demised craw, your information is interesting. Tell the commander to empty a ship and put them all on it those who don't blend with the regular beings inhabitation that planet. it's time I sent a massage to an old friend of mine. "
One of her eyes flared red, even through the covering and glowing with fierce light as she looked down on the tiny world. Craw shuffled quickly out the door, and once he was gone she began to laugh. Low at first them rising in pitch until it was peaked with a maniacal, cold aloofness. Then she stopped, and crossed her slender arms over her chest.
Her gloved finger's tapped against her upper arm and she frowned down upon the tiny world, she'd felt them before so it seemed less important that some sniveling little snot was trying to further himself by telling her something she already knew. A hand uncurled itself from where it was and she flicked a trail of silky black hair over her thin uncovered shoulder's. Blood flew from it's tips fresh as though the hair itself was bleeding.
However there was one single being there that interested her, he had both the light and dark fighting for him and she smiled. Yoda's so called chosen one was on the planet as a captive gods she hated the Jedi terminology , she smiled darkly. This was going to be quite the interesting war.
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