Broken Pieces of a Moisture Farmer (Kita / ask)

[Kell Sangros]

(Before exiting the building)

The punch had landed, even though he had been already walking towards the exit. He could hear her complain her anger, and pain evident in her voice. As they had walked he had listened, news of a usurper to the Sith Throne, Tormentous disappeared again, more than likely on one of his pilgrimages to study and commune with the Dark Side. He had questions , she had questions and he owed her an explanation. But this was not the time or the place for it.

”You deserve an explanation and when we are off this rock not fighting for our survival I will tell you everything I can” Meaning everything he could remember. She was owed at least that much.

(After their Exit)

Warvanus looked at Silvanius, as if to say I got this. He turned back to the head thug. He said so Kita alone could hear him “As Darth Plageuis once told his apprentice, Destroy One, terrify many”

With that he rose his hand of flesh and bone and poured his anger and hatred, the result a physical corruption of the Force itself (Force Lightning) , The thug did not stand a chance as his screams filled the ears of all in earshot as blueish purple electricity engulfed the thug until he fell, dead and moderately burnt to a crisp. Warvanus looked at the remaining five.

“Anyone else?” With that the rest dropped what weapons they had and ran for their lives. Some took to their swoops, all the vehicles were now gone except the one that the lead thug had which was the Landspeeder. Which was ample room for himself, Kita and her pet Nexu.

He approached the speeder. “I will let you drive, get us off this rock and I will tell you all I am able to, you deserve that much” If she sensed his intentions she would sense the truth from him. He got into the passengers seat, once they both were on the speeder they would be off heading to her ship, and for Warvanus the beginning of re-piecing his life.

[Kita_Ikari]

(Before exiting the building)

Silvanius frowned, but satisfied she punched him whether it hurt or not.
”You deserve an explanation and when we are off this rock not fighting for our survival I will tell you everything I can.”
"Fine."

(After their exit)

She cocked a brow at the war-bringer, meanwhile deactivating her saber and clipping it to her belt. If Darth Warvanus was willing to take the reigns on this one, then it was fine with her. The less energy spent the better.
“As Darth Plageuis once told his apprentice, Destroy One, terrify many.”

As he raised his hand towards the leader of the thugs, Silvanius watched with deja vu at the power he displayed.
As the thug fell to the ground, all the apprentice could think was how much he kinda looked like a deep fried creature ready for consumption. Gross at the thought, she found some humor in it and smiled slightly. "I shouldn't be laughing..."

"Anyone else?" Warvanus voice held a menacing and challenging tone.
Not a split second later did all the remaining thugs fled the scene, not wanting to meet a untimely fate with the Darth.
“I will let you drive, get us off this rock and I will tell you all I am able to, you deserve that much.”

Silvanius smile quickly faded as she approached the speeder. Hopping on, she waited for the war-bringer and her nexu to board the speeder before taking off through the sandy plains towards her ship.
"Well I sure hope so." She replied. "Now spill."

[Kell Sangros]

Warvanus climbed aboard and they were off. He looked straight ahead and took a breath before he began to speak.

"Information had come across my network of cultist cells in the unknown regions which aligned with his belief there were cultist cells that sought to usurp his rule, much like how the Krath sought to usurp Blood. When I learned of this I immediately brought it to the Emperor and we devised a plan, for the plan to work it had to appear that I was cast out of the Sith so i could gain the trust of the cells. I had to give up my position as the Bloody Right Hand I had to be free of the oaths and bonds that kept me in the Sith Empire in order for this plan to work. We could not risk Tormentous' rule to be threatened. We did fight as we often had, and he did almost deliver a killing stroke, it had to be convincing a risk I was willing to take for my Emperor, but I had pleaded with him that my only condition to the plan was to bring you into the fold and he had promised me he would when the time was right. I did not want you to believe that I was a traitor, in fact the service i performed required a deeper sense of loyalty that I am sure most of the Sith Lords would never display. I would have told you myself but the opportunity did not arise, as it was happening so fast, it was not that I did not trust you, but what would have happened had his enemies learned your secret had you been brought into the fold before it happened? They would have extracted the information from you just to get to him and possibly me too. I was not willing to take that chance and i don't think Tormentous was willing to either"

He took another breath as he relayed all this, and then he told her the plan, he told her about assuming control of the Krath with Kinta Vetasa as his right hand, he had told her of the success of eliminating the cultist cells and how he had come into evidence that his one time apprentice had sought to sabotage his mission as she was in deep cover to infiltrate the Sith Empire, and while it was not part of the plan he had destroyed his one time apprentice, and the Krath as a whole. He had told her of the poetic masterstroke that had been his victory.

"After that, I roamed, I had settled a personal vendetta and carried out the Emperor's will, I had begun to setup provisions that would see the outlying systems in the Gordian Reach better supplied to improve its' infrastructure. In case i was spotted this had been a wish of our Emperor's. I Had setup a company and a head of the company who answered to me and me alone. It had only been days since I destroyed the Krath. I left my ship somewhere secure and I remember leaving my ship behind to use refugee transportation, which I believe was attacked. I don't know what happened after that, but the next thing I knew I was on the ground in that complex where you found me, I cannot even begin to fathom what happened to me, or how long i was 'gone' its very disconcerting to have such a large gap in your memory, not a loss but a gap, missing of days months maybe even a year." He just did not know

[Kita_Ikari]

Silvanius couldn't nessarily be mad. It was true if she knew that information before joining the sith would have possibly caused her to lose the information to the cultist mentioned. "Well...I know now...but it definitely was not from my master."

Listening on, she made a sharp turn, stopping right in front of her ship Silverpelt. "Well..."
Hopping off the speeder, she looked at the War-bringer with a smirk. "I guess we have to get you a ship then? And a secure a place for you to stay. And as for how long you been gone..."

The sith apprentice nexu jumped off the bike, standing by Silvanius. He gave a low purr as she began scratching his head. "It's been about 8 to 9 months since I last saw you. And its been crazy since then."

Using her com, Silvanius let her AI know of their arrival. The ramp began lowering, allowing access to the two.

[Kell Sangros]

"Very nice ship" he commented as the speeder approached, and eventually came to a stop. He slowly stepped out of the landspeeder. One thing Warvanus did know was she was changed, stronger than the last time they had seen each other. Stronger in the Force than the last time they had met. She had more confidence and it showed in her movements, and mannerisms. He began to approach the realization that he had almost a year of his life missing. He pushed the feeling down.

Yes she did know now. He had always wanted her in the fold from the beginning, she would have sensed the truth in his words he was not sure if he trusted anybody within the Sith but the new chosen apprentice of his Master was the one being that qualified as trust he did not even trust his former apprentice who he had slain. Rivalry was encouraged in the Sith, for the strongest ruled. Warvanus had never aspired for the throne, even though in the eyes of many they believe it a lie as he had in their eyes try his hand for it. Truth was Warvanus had been content serving as the Bloody RIght Hand of the Emperor, he was his wrath, his general, he was a champion of the Sith. Now it was all gone. Sacrifced for something even greater in the name of the Emperor. The mission he knew that would be trusted to nobody but the War-Bringer. He had carried out his mandate well.

"You have indeed grown strong in my absence" he had told her as he approached the ship, the tone he had used was one of approval, pride even as he knew he played a part in that, in his lessons or his absence or a combination of both. They would definitely talk more once they were airborne. As he had passed her he had reached down to pet the Nexu. The Nexu had grown as well, he had done well in gifting the pet to her. He would need to make this right, he just needed to figure out how. With that he boarded the ship he would leave the take off and piloting to the ship's captain instead he took a seat in the galley or main rec. area and had set Akaan Burkida down on the table. She had commented on a ship and a safehouse or base of operations, he looked down and noticed the rags he was in, he would need to add clothes to the list as well.

What had happened? he wondered, the Dark Side felt different to him, as if there was an absence of it, he recognized it as the feeling when the Emperor was not among them. Had the galaxy changed that much in his absence? How did he find himself in the situation he had in, and more importantly how had Kita found him.

He had sat there in silence pondering the ramifications of the time he was missing, 8 to 9 months? He had been gone for 8 to 9 months it was a shock to the War-Bringer, he would when he could spend time in meditation to see about re-claiming those memories. There would be a time for that. For now he had to focus on the present. Elements of the plan had gone very right, and also very wrong. Tormentous had not brought her into the fold and he had gone missing. Maybe Tormentous searched for him? He did not know. He had many questions but again time was not now. Once Kita had them in hyperspace they could really have a talk. He had missed his student, even though he did not remember but he was glad to see her again.

[Kita_Ikari]

"Thank you."
It was odd having Warvanus back. Kita couldn't help but catch stares at him in disbelief as she guided the speeder onto her ship.

"You have indeed grown strong in my absence."
She gave the war-bringer a look of curiosity. What was he seeing? In her mind she hadn't grown much stronger at all. Maybe she had grown in some ways, but really the sith apprentice was no where close to where she would want to be.
"Sure. Stronger." The words played on her tongue sarcastically.
Putting the speeder in the cargo hold, she thought on the war-bringers comment.

Taking a seat in the main rec room, she commed her pilot for take off once Darth Warvanus boarded the vessel. Sighing, Silvanius gave a annoyed expression. Not nessarily at the war-bringer, but at herself. "I'm no stronger then when you left. If anything, I feel the same. And weak considering I can't even beat Silas from my masters throne." It shouldn't have bothered the apprentice much, but it did. Was this a moment of the darkside truly making corruption over her? Did she really want to be strong enough to take the throne? Maybe it wasn't as much wanting the throne as it was just the idea she was being bested. Kita did have a competitive streak in her personality. One that Jacobi had seen easily in her from day one. "That snake in the grass is getting on my nerves." Silvanius grumbled in annoyance, eyes narrowing as she bent down and pulled out a bottle of whiskey from below a nearby table. "Now I know why my master hates him so much."

Taking a couple shot glasses out, Silvanius poured them a drink and gave one to the war-bringer.
"I wanted to kill him recently and actually began thinking i didn't care if I died so long as he went down with me."
Thinking on the moment he set a raincloud above her head, she only got more in a sour mood. Taking a shot, she shook her head at the taste of it and slammed the glass down before meeting Warvanus gaze, the alcohol quickly warming her. "He set a raincloud on me that followed me on a ship recently. He takes my masters holocron and dares me I can have it if I can touch him once with my blade in a battle. And he constantly finds any reason to be a pain in my ass. I WANT TO KILL HIM!! Yet...I can't."

Silvanius nexu whined as he approached his master and licked her other hand that rested on her lap. Glancing down at her pet, she stroked him affectionately a couple times. "The only good thing is, I seem to have some help dealing with him. And from a unexpected family member of mine I just discovered. Or more like WE discovered." The news was still soaking in her mind, but it made sense to Kita. "Turns out me and Kressara are cousins. Both of our fathers were brothers. However I never knew about it because my dad never talked about it." The thought was strange and slightly unsettling knowing Kress had been her enemies romantic partner. Slade. "Mind you, I'm keeping my guard up, but she does seem to be more protective of me since she found out we are blood related. Which I'm finding useful for the moment."

[Kell Sangros]

She still had the sarcastic tone about her, that had not changed. He saw how she handled herself with the guards and he was genuinely impressed. He wondered how many of his lessons she retained. All of them? None of them? Some of them? Either way it was good to see her again.

"The way you dispatched those men, your skill and form was more fluid more so than any training session we underwent together. It had been obvious at least to me that you have not stopped training, remember the Force is not the only source of power you can draw on" He left it at that as he took the glass and slammed back the drink.

The liquid spread its warmth through the core of the War-Bringer as he listened to her rant about the Sovereign whom by her account had stolen Tormentous' throne. He wouldn't admit it but he himself could not defeat the Sovereign at least alone and not at his level of Mastery. Even if he had wanted to. Though his knowledge in the Lore was close to his own.

"It does not surprise me that he had made his move, Tormentous and the Sovereign have always had a rivalry. Tormentous' holocron should be the least of your worries. Even if you had the holocron there is no promise that it would give you knowledge or a gateway to abilities, The gate keeper is a imprint of the creator's personality, Holocrons are not teachers, If its training you seek you know I will train you in whatever I can " He had been versed in holocron lore as he had plans to construct one himself.

He rose from the seat "So The Sovereign has taken the throne?, The Emperor is missing?, no doubt on a pilgrimage. He will return in his chosen time and when he does, he will deal with his Left hand. He is trying to make you submit to his will. You are above such things Kita, the holocron he is using it to get under your skin, you need to be beyond such needs. He is trying to have power over you. You need to show him that he has nothing you desire."

He paced a bit as if in thought. His time among the Sith was over. He was an outcast and with the only one who could restore his legacy his place of honor was absent. He never had wanted the throne, but his own attempt at it was necessary for the mission he had to undertake. At least when he made his move for it, he faced Tormentous in open combat with him at 100%. Anything less was a disservice, Warvanus' place was always had been in the thick of battle. That was his place. He knew that and had done well in the service of Tormentous. He wondered what was Silvanius' next move? She had come to rescue him, no doubt she wanted something in return, other than answers. Which he had provided, The rift between them would heal with time. Early in his training he had scoffed at the Dathomiran Hammer for his code of ethics, his code of honor, It was ironic that the War-Bringer had one of his own now, the Old Hammer was not a fool he was enlightened. Honor among Warriors, it had been what drew him to Tormentous. If he had the power he would unseat the Sovereign and sit on the throne himself as a caretaker until Tormentous' return. Dwelling on this, gave a sense of forboding in the Force. The Dark Side clearly was telling him that was not his fight. He was no longer a Sith, but he was still Darth Warvanus. He was still the War-Bringer.

The mention of the Crow stopped him in his tracks. He knew her. He had tried to kill her, at Tormentous' command as way of testing her potential. Any dealings he had with the Crow were not ones he cared to dwell on, as it left a bad taste in his mouth, as did her partner. He turned to face her. As if assessing her, but would say nothing. He was no longer a Sith.

He took his seat again helping himself to another drink before slamming back the liquid this time going down much smoother. He examined the glass as he was appreciating the drink he had just imbibe he set the glass down and looked at the Sith apprentice. Really the closest thing he had to a friend. Someone who when she came into her power and potential would be a formidable Sith. He hoped to be around to see that.

"So what's your next move now?" he began "I cannot be identified for if I am, it could spell trouble, I will need a safe house, a place where i can regroup, meditate, and of course train."

[Kita_Ikari]

"The way you dispatched those men, your skill and form was more fluid more so than any training session we underwent together. It had been obvious at least to me that you have not stopped training, remember the Force is not the only source of power you can draw on."

Silvanius agreed the force wasn't her only option to being strong. But in the Sith it seemed to be one of the prioritys to beat her successors. "Well, I've never fully fell on the dependence of the force itself. So I can guarantee a majority of my skills in battle are not force related."

Taking another drink, she considered what the war-bringer said. True she didn't nessarily NEED the holocron, but it was more a sentimental value to it for her while Tormentous and Jacobi remained absent. And she didn't like the thought of Tormentous left hand having it in his possession. Still, she remained silent to the thought alone. ...that was until Warvanus brought up how to handle him and why he was doing It. Problem was, Silvanius found it hard to not let Silas hang anything above her head involving her master. Or more so when it involved Jacobi.

"...Harder said then done." She replied hiding the reasons under a thick layer of annoyance and sarcasm. Silvanius didn't bother bringing up why the situation was hard on her, or what she was doing to plan on lessoning the hold Silas and potentially anyone else had on her in the future. For all Warvanus knew, Silvanius acted as such in protection of Tormentous. But of course she knew that wasn't the reason.

As he sat down once more, Silvanius lifted a brow in thought to the war-bringers question.

"So what's your next move now?" he began "I cannot be identified for if I am, it could spell trouble, I will need a safe house, a place where i can regroup, meditate, and of course train."

"Well...obviously I want to help you. So that's my next move currently." Remembering her trip to one of the ancient temples Warvanus gave her a map too, Silvanius smiled knowingly and unsheathed her dagger, opening its hidden compartment and setting the map out on the table. "We could go to one of these locations for training and for you to stay until we have decided on a more permanent residence."

Pouring another shot and drinking it down, she set the glass aside and rested her head in her hand happily. The alcohol obviously had begun to relax her. "Besides...none of the Sith know about or are willing to go to these temples. They get no profit from them. Not like we do anyway."

[Kell Sangros]

"Well, I've never fully fell on the dependence of the force itself. So I can guarantee a majority of my skills in battle are not force related."

He nodded at those words, for he was the same way, and he trained any apprentice the same way, he had incorporated martial skills as well as the Force in his training, the Force was an excellent booster but the marriage of the two would make one very formidable and very difficult to defeat.

He could feel something rise in her when the discussion fell on the Holocron. It was an item he never wanted or lusted after, Truth was Warvanus knew enough to construction one of his own, but not just on the Dark Side but on other things as well. Even in his apprenticeship he never sought it. But he knew that Kita did. There was something else too. Something that he had not himself felt in a very long time, something he never knew was there but yet it did not surprise him when he felt it. She would have to keep her feelings in check for it could be used against her.

"...Harder said then done."

At this Warvanus disageed “Don’t you mean Easier said than done?” He began but before she could answer to that he continued “Be mindful of your feelings, it’s one thing when its just you and me but Silas probably already knows, that's one of the reasons why using a mental shield is very important” He said being vague.

Some silence fell between them for a few moments and as she relayed her intentions and then withdrew the dagger and more importantly the map that was inside the grip a smile formed on his lips. He was not sure when he left it if she would find the compartment. He was impressed, and something else, he was proud of her, As she laid out the map, one location essentially jumped out to him.

“Tibrin” he said pointing to the map she knew what he was insinuating, that the temple there would be a good location for now. He had connections there, to his past. It would be a safe as any location.

“The only ones who would take value in it are ones cut from the same cloth, students of war, disciples of battle not for power but for the sake of battle alone”

He took the bottle and poured another,taking his glass he took the drink down in a gulp. Then looking at Kita and silence once more falling over them

“ It's good to see you" he began, if anything could describe the mindset of Warvanus it would be unsettled , having such a gap of memory locked away from him was unsettling to say the least. He was grateful. Never let it be said that Warvanus was heartless, he could be when he needed and wanted to be, but he was on the cusp of something. He would always belong to the Dark Side. What was his next move going to be? He did not really know.

After several moments he looked up at Kita "Thanks for coming for me" he said at last.

[Kita_Ikari]

The apprentice eyes widened in surprise, turning her glance away out of awkwardness of the situation. She had been taught how to shield herself, but had never thought much on using it. However her feelings were known before Silvanius learned the technique. Only because Silas had more insight then she originally thought from the beginning considering his past with the mandolorian.
"Silas...knows more then most anyway. He has been my masters left hand for a very long time."

It was best she didn't bring up the existence of Jacobi, for Warvanus loyalty to Tormentous could ruin her plans if he so decided on not agreeing with her method of solving the attachment she had against her master. Which actually was sithlike as the plans were self-serving. However it was also a risk. The Sith Lord would most likely become stronger without Jacobi holding him back, but considering she needed to do this for herself, if caught she could use that fact with her master in order to lessen his wrath on her. In a way she would have done him a favor.

Glancing back at the war-bringer, she wore a expression of seriousness. "Im working on the situation within myself." She stated. "The last thing I want is a vulnerability. Something that has dawned on me for quite awhile among the sith as I've progressed in my training with Tormentous. However in my case considering Silas, it was futile for me from the beginning. My attachment is a issue I have to deal with and conquer on my own. That includes my issue with the Sovereign."

Thinking on this, Silvanius knew her love was also one thing that kept her driven.
"Passion gives me strength..." she thought.
Shaking her head in annoyance at the sith code running in her mind, Silvanius sighed.
"...it does give me strength though to pull through any situation for him...I wouldn't have lived in the spire a whole year had it not been for my attachment to Tormentous. But it's irritating letting it also get to me with that snake. It's a strength for me...and a weakness. I don't know how to feel on that fact."

"Tibrin."
Looking at Warvanus, she watched as he took another drink.
"Figures it would be my home planet. But I agree. It would be a safe location for you."
Comming her AI, she gave him the coordinates for Tibrin before turning her attention back to the war-bringer.

After a few moments of silence, the sith apprentice smiled at the Warvanus words.
"It's good to see you, thanks for coming for me."
Even though Kita knew he had been a sith, she still saw some good in him despite his decision to stay with Tormentous and the darkside.
"Well, your like a older brother to me as well as a mentor. I'd have gone alot farther to come get you if I'd known you were alive months ago. But maybe it's for the best I didn't know for a time. Because it may have ruined yours and my masters plans. You know very well I'm stubborn. " Leaning back in her chair, Silvanius heard her nexu begin to purr, resting his large head on her chest begging for attention.
"Yes yes. I'd come for you too." She replied in response while scratching the nexu's head.