SithLore

=Nar Shaddaa=

Ranah had landed at one of the less seedy ports. She did not want to be there any longer than she had to be. The close cluster of the buildings reminded her of Coruscant. Here the seedier citizens of the galaxy would come to conduct their business. It was a place to lose yourself if one so wished. She had only come here to meet an information broker who claimed to have information on Ranah’s siblings. Inside she had hoped that this would lead to reuniting with her twin sister and younger brother. The realist in her wouldn’t get her hopes up.

She did not trust this broker, so she came prepared in the event something went down. She checked her Blastech T-21 rifle, and her blaster pistol along with her blade. She was not taking any chances. Reluctantly she left the dock and found the cantina where she was instructed to meet.

“The Singing Krayt” was like every cantina, she had taken a seat and ordered a drink while waiting for her contact to arrive. Meanwhile she scanned the occupants, it was not full for a cantina it was kind of scarce. She took this opportunity to stretch out with the Force (Life Sense) she had found nothing that got her attention. The drink came and she dropped a few credits to the bartender as she sighed to herself and took a sip. The fact her contact had not arrived yet did not alarm Ranah, not yet at least.

Kita...now known as Silvanius, strolled through the entrance of the cantina. She had heard rumors that a padawan of the Jedi had come to this very location in hopes it was the one whom had made her fail to grab the bomb from mission she was set on. Only...the Sith apprentice did not see her other then normal sentinents drinking and enjoying each other's company. Both friends and or partners, laughing and drinking or discussing business.

The blonde sighed and took a seat at a nearby table. She had been wearing her black leggings, along with a yellow tank top and silver jacket along with matching grey boots. Ordering a drink, she began wondering...if the padawan who didn't defeat her on the train was here...then what padawan was? Once a droid brought Silvanius her drink, she took it and began sipping at it as she casually observed the people within the cantina.

Reaching out with the force (life sense) Silvanius carefully went over each one. She knew if their was a padawan here, then their force signature would be much higher then those of the sentinents. Feeling a unusual wave in the force, she followed it, expanding her own Force energy, reaching out to the persons location but not turning her head in their direction. Once knowing the location, she gently let the energy fall, trying not to put attention on herself.

Setting her drink down, she sighed and rested her head in her hand for the time being. She wasn't going to turn immediately. But instead wait a few minutes before walking up to the bar keeper and getting another drink. She had her lightsaber well hidden underneath her jacket just in case she came across a Jedi. The fact a padawan was here now was disturbing her. Because Silvanius knew her master would want her to kill them if at all possible. However, the young Sith really wasn't in the mood to kill just any padawan or Jedi. Just the one who had struck her through with her lance. "Do I approach...or leave? ...Im not much in the mood for this right now." she thought irritably.

However the Sith apprentice was ready for a fight if needed. After the first time, she now made sure she had her pistol and dagger on her. Along with her saber. No longer would she need a lance because she had one built into the weapon she built. It was gonna be a hard decision deciding what she wanted to do. If her master found out she had left a padawan...he would have been pretty furious with her...

Ranah sat at the bar nursing her drink, she was beginning to wonder if this information broker was going to show. Maybe he had crossed the wrong people and paid for it with his life. If that was the case the possibility of a lead on her family was quickly going down the tubes. She felt disappointment, but at the same time it did not come as a surprise to her. She had about finished her drink when something ebbed against her mind.

She could not describe what it was due to her lack of experience with the Force but it felt similar to a disturbance in the Force. Something or someone had disturbed the natural order. She finished her drink and ordered another one, when it came she took a sip but as she did she glanced around the cantina, she noticed a young woman with blonde hair enter the bar, but her experience would’nt allow her to pinpoint that it was the woman who was the cause of the disturbance even as she approached the bar. The longer she waited the more she was convinced that her contact was not coming.

She finished her drink and with a sigh she rose from her seat and began to make her way out of the cantina. She didn't get halfway when that same ebbing in her mind happened again (Sense Force Disturbance) She deepened her focus and this time was able to pinpoint the source of the disturbance. Now the question was what would she do about it?

Getting up to head to the bar, she ordered another drink and waited patiently for the bartender. Casually she glanced at the padawan, knowing far to well from her force sense that this was the Jedi in training she had heard about. "Thank you." Grabbing her drink and putting credits on the counter, she turned and walked back to her seat. "Now how do i want to do this?"

Sipping her drink, Silvanius began thinking about how she wanted to approach the padawan and this particular situation. "I can't let this one go...unless I want to face my masters Ire." She thought.

Hearing the padawan sigh and begin to walk towards the entrance, Silvanius kinda wanted to let her walk out the door in that moment instead of kill her. "You don't have to say anything about what happened here. All you did was look for that one brown haired padawan." With a sigh of relief, she continued her drink, only then to hear the footsteps stop.

She felt Ranah's gaze fall upon her. Still, Silvanius pretended like she didn't care about the padawans presence. Slowly turning, she looked up at Ranah, cocking a eyebrow at her as she stared at the Sith apprentice. "You know it's rude to stare." She said bluntly. Silvanius appeared uninterested in the padawan. To avoid suspicion and turn this girls attention away from herself, she hoped her straight forward comment was one that would make her reevaluate the situation and back off. Telling her to go away would make it suspicious if she caught on that she was a Sith. So either way Ranah would start a conversation, or just walk off as if she never existed.

Ranah took a couple of steps to the woman at the bar. She could not shake the feeling that something was off, the disturbance she felt in the Force was coming from this woman. Her soldier’s instincts warned her of possible trouble. Yet her danger sense remained silent. At least for now. She wondered if her Antarian Ranger armor identified her as a member of the Jedi Coalition. She hoped not.

"You know it's rude to stare."

She had been sloppy, she would chastise herself later.

Her every instinct screamed at her to pull out the T-21 and open fire, but that was a soldier’s reaction, not that of a Jedi. Going from one life to the next was a mental gear shift one she was still trying to get used to. She did not see any visible weapons on her but she had no doubt that she was concealing them but instead she took a chance as she took a couple of steps towards the bar again.

“Quite right I meant no offense, I am looking for someone and thought you were the one I seek She approached the bar again and told the barkeep to bring the Sith Apprentice her next drink but she would pay for it, as a sign of good faith and a kind gesutre. Something the galaxy was seriously lacking. She kept her senses open and alert. She was not proficient enough to rely only on the Force. She would see where this goes.

“Quite right I meant no offense, I am looking for someone and thought you were the one I seek."

Silvanius gave a confused look as she became curious to what this padawan was seeking. Lying would have been pointless. If she knew what the girl was looking for, she would have made up a story and roled along with being this person she seeked just to lure her away from the bar and bring her down. "No. Definitely not the person you are looking for. Sorry."

She hadn't been expecting a drink given to her from the padawan. But she wasn't denying it either. A drink was a drink. And if it caused her to avoid moving again for a refill, she was grateful. "Sad you have to die." she thought as she pushed her empty glass aside and took a sip from her new glass.

The sith apprentice thought about the information Ranah mentioned however. And Silvanius being well...herself, she decided to ask a question out of curiosity. "I know you don't know me well, granted you don't have to say anything. But what exactly brought you all the way here looking for someone may I ask?" She was sincere. If she was truly a jedi in training, she could no doubt sense she mean't no harm in the question. Silvanius had a plan however as she smiled to herself in mind, but kept a straight face as she enjoyed her drink. The least threatening and harmless she appeared, the better the results of her oncoming plan.

Ranah began once more to make her way to the door, as she had been thanked for the drink. she had adverted a possible confrontation, her Jedi instructors would have been pleased. She was here to find information on her family, not to engage in a conflict.

the woman put the glass to her lips, "Sad you have to die." Ranah did not pick up on the thought, that feat was beyond her skill set in the Jedi arts. Just as the thought was formed, her danger sense began to ebb more and more in her mind. She did not know why or what just that the woman who already tripped her senses by being the source of the disturbance in the Force she felt and now she had the feeling she was in danger.

If she did not have her soldier’s background she would have most likely turn into a pile of blubbering impulses. She took a couple more steps towards the door then she stopped when the woman spoke again.

"I know you don't know me well, granted you don't have to say anything. But what exactly brought you all the way here looking for someone may I ask?"

She could answer truthfully, if she were nieve. She could lie but that would not work here. Instead with her back still to her she replied.

“ You may ask” Which was all she was going to say about that, she made a mental note on certain locations within the cantina. She had pressed the little red button on the little beacon clipped to her belt. By pressing the button would activate her security droid who would hone in on her location, it would take it a few to reach her. Her weapons were primed and ready, but she told herself firmly she would not make the first aggressive move. All while calculating her next move her danger sense ebbing harder into her mind. Slowly she turned around to face the young woman .

“ I could also ask you the same question, but we both you won’t divulge your reasons for being here, just as I won’t divulge mine, you and I we stick out like sore thumbs. Beings like you and I” by that she meant beings who stood and walked in the current of the Force.

They both know what’s going to happen question is who would make the first move.

Of course Silvanius was unaware her thought would trigger a warning. That was until the young padawan stopped in her tracks.

“You may ask..."

It wasn't hard for Silvanius to catch onto the tense aura from the padawan, the cold weary tone in her voice. Silvanius had already been observing the area and situation during the whole scene, carefully figuring our her own future moves as Ranah figured out hers. Her blue gaze shifted to see a reflection in one of the customers metal cups in front of the entrance where Ranah stood, noticing that she had pressed a button on her belt. This warned the Sith apprentice that she only had so much time to defeat the Jedi in training.

The Sith apprentice's mind was turning with ideas of her own on what to do as Ranah turned her direction.

"I could also ask you the same question, but we both you won’t divulge your reasons for being here, just as I won’t divulge mine, you and I we stick out like sore thumbs. Beings like you and I."

Silvanius gave a small smile and sighed as she set aside the drink, not wanting to consume anymore. Getting up, the Sith apprentice knew Ranah wouldn't be attacking first as she hinted at her knowing of her being a force user. It was an advantage in Silvanius eyes. But also a disadvantage as it gave a good amount of time for her opponent to read her and counteract more quickly from the start. So, she had to figure out a way to make her move unnoticeable. Or at least find a way to slow down her attacks from the start.

Seeing as she was called out in suspicion of being a force user, Silvanius casually removed her saber from under her jacket, her eyes intently kept on her enemy as she did so. "You would be right…" Unfolding her lightspear, she ignited the silver colored blade in preparation. She wasn't planning on attacking yet, but she wanted to be prepared for her attack. The people within the establishment had already began to hide behind whatever cover they could find as the two force users of dark and light began their duel.

Catching sight of an older man about in his mid 50's running toward the bar to hide, the sith apprentice swiftly stretched out her spear, using it to trip the sentient nearby. He fell hard onto the ground and began scrambling to his feet before Silvanius grabbed him roughly by the arm, pointing the end of her saber at the man as her blue gaze met the padawans. A smirk on her face as she knew this was something that even her own master possibly would have done to get an advantage with a jedi. "Your life or his. Make your choice."

The question was more of a distraction than anything for the padawan. In an instant after commenting on her needing to make a choice, she threw the man forcefully towards Ranah. As the padawan struggled to come to what was happening, Silvanius threw herself into a flurry of attacks with her silver blade. Keeping her training in mind, she aimed for Ranah's right side with her spear before switching the glowing saber towards her head.

Each move was with an intent to kill her from the start as she threw as much strength into her blows to imbalance the padawan. Knowing Ranah would have possibly tried to throw the older man aside from the fight to protect him, Silvanius made sure she kept him nearby to use as leverage, hooking him on the back of his shirt and pulling him back to the ground once again. As a warning for the man and the padawan that Silvanius meant business, she struck the man with her saber, burning through about a quarter of the tissue of his arm on his upper arm.

The smell of burnt flesh filled the room as the old man yelled in pain, grasping his arm as he remained on the wooden floor. Twirling her weapon, she awaited an attack from her opponent patiently, ready for whatever came her way. "I said to make a choice. Or I will do it for you."

Ranah’s expression remained unchanged as the woman withdrew a lightstaff. She had not yet reached the level of building her own but she was not worried.

“You would be right…"

She still had not pulled out a weapon. To do so in her opinion would show fear, lack of confidence. She was a soldier first and foremost, not just any soldier but among the best the GA had to offer. The woman did not identify herself but her tactics screamed Sith, which to the Apprentice meant Weakness. She hid her disgust at involving an innocent. When Silvanus shoved him towards Ranah. She caught him and then half shoved him towards one of the tables.

“Stay down” Ranah told the man. Her mind was prickling now, more intense than it ever had, Ranah recognized it at once as her Danger Sense and had barely dodged the attacks with the light weapon.

"I said to make a choice. Or I will do it for you."

Ranah curled her lip into a sneer “Don't sing it , BRING IT!!” yelling the last part of the sentence. then as she did she withdrew her pistol and shot the man in the chest., her pistol had been set to stun but it was in hopes of taking him out of the equation.

She leapt on to the Bar, holstering her pistol again, and even as she tried to use this man against her by bullying him. It filled her with something she had not expected. That was contempt, and a strong dislike.

She leapt from the bar as if she was doing a jump side kick her aim was for her chest, if successful it would connect and knock the wind out of her. If she missed it would not derail her momentum, Once she landed success or fail she would go into her own attacks throwing punches, and kicks. Not sloppy but the markings of an Adept in Teras Kasi. She would recognize the style. She had seen one other perform the attacks as she had unknownst to Ranah. Only here did the expression in Ranah’s face change. It was the look of a soldier hungry for blood.

She hoped that during the exchange of attacks the poor man would make a run for it. Despite her rebuke of this woman, she had shown she did not deserve the privilege of an honorable fight. It was not the Jedi way to hate, but she was not a Jedi. She was not even a Padawan. She did not know what she was.

Clenching her jaw, Silvanius had her hits coming in flurries, yet Ranah had managed to dodge every single one. At least with Ali she managed to injure her. But this young woman seemed almost untouchable. Smirking, her blue eyes narrowed as she leaped back giving herself a moment to catch her breath. "What? Scared to die!?" She tilted her head slightly, a lock of her long blonde hair falling over her shoulder as she eyed her opponent. "I promise I'll make it fast. You will hardly feel a thing." She mocked. No doubt Ranah could feel the cold aura drifting off of Silvanius at that time. Unlike Kita, the new personality Silvanius was a completely uncaring person, sarcastic, and fierce person when needed. She enjoyed toying with her opponents, playing with them in a sense. She loved it. And she loved the anger it brought on, for it hyped up the fight.

Silvanius had felt quite smug as she had thrown the old man Ranah's way. However, it didn't last long as the padawan brought out a pistol and shot the man herself right after telling him to stay down. With her deep blue eyes wide in shock, Silvanius tried to digest this sudden action of the padawans. None of this made sense to the Sith apprentice. "What if the old man died?? Isn't that against the ways of the Jedi?" She began to wonder if perhaps Ranah was crazy as she glared at her with fury. Unknown to Silvanius though, Ranah wasn't quite yet at all adjusted to the Jedi ways just yet.

“Don't sing it , BRING IT!!”

Already Silvanius had began preparing her defense as the padawan jumped on and off the bar table towards her with her foot extended. Instead of grabbing her by the ankle like she thought of doing and throwing Ranah into a table nearby, the Sith apprentice avoided the attack by bending back watching Ranah as she flew over her. The second the padawan landed, Silvanius had already been awaiting and dodging the young woman's attacks. However, what she hadn't been expecting was the way she had been fighting. "Teras Kasi…" The surprise of seeing Ranah use this fighting style managed to land her a harsh blow to the siths shoulder. Stumbling back, she lifted her saber and quickly rotated her lightspear, attempting to steer Ranah's next punch off course from coming at her face.

Once she slowed Ranah's fist, Silvanius grabbed her firmly by the wrist with her other hand and swiftly lifted her right leg, aiming to kick her in the leg while her saber came down to try and seer through the padawans arm.