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25-10-2026, 04:12 PM
//Open secure file
//Password - ********************
//Authorizing
//Authorising//Password accepted//Begin recording...
Entry 35...
Silence - ominous, heavy silence. The recording started thus, no sounds. No nothing - and then, a heavy deep rasping inhale. Followed by the sound of something crashing into a wall.
Delicate? .. Small? ... Good girl!?! - Get a grip Amara, you're spinning out. You're pissed, you're amped up. Get a grip! That voice was unnatural, the feelings are not yours.. but they run so deep. The surge of power that came with the words it was.. like surfing the wave of endless - potent - rage. And.. none of it was my own.. well maybe a miniscule bit.. GET A KRIFFING GRIP!
Another crash, something was being demolished. The creak of a bed, or a bench even a chair carried over as the speaker finally sat down. More silence followed. A long silence during which the only sound was that of a shitfing body and the breath said body produced.
I have an idea -- a dangerous, most likely sucidal idea... I aim to infiltrate the main republic base. My master has been made aware - she encourages the plan. Even suggested I rope in Lord Sarias into the plot. And Sith Zveris, the annoying prick..
Naturally, getting any sort of reply from someone as high and mighty as a lord of the sith, a pure blood at that seems to be a task in and off of itself. But.. I have the outline. There's a good chance I wont need the resurgence logisticians anyway.
Another brief pause, during which the sound of a door opening can be heard. And a muffled shout that sounded like 'Go. Away!' - followed by something being thrown. Without the crash this time. Just a thud of something sharp embeding into wood.
Not a moments peace -- overpotective piece off---
I need, sith. Neophytes, apprentices.. relative unknowns. Humans and aliens. The ability to mask their presence is a must if the ammount of jedi we're seeing is any indiciation on what we may find in the base. Disguises -- I've wanted to play with Lord Krevas' makeup kit since she painted herself blue and pretended to be an acolyte..
Yes.. this could work.. And if some of them die well.. so be it. I can live with their loss.
The recording ends with a mechanical snap.
//Password - ********************
//Authorizing
//Authorising//Password accepted//Begin recording...
Entry 35...
Silence - ominous, heavy silence. The recording started thus, no sounds. No nothing - and then, a heavy deep rasping inhale. Followed by the sound of something crashing into a wall.
Delicate? .. Small? ... Good girl!?! - Get a grip Amara, you're spinning out. You're pissed, you're amped up. Get a grip! That voice was unnatural, the feelings are not yours.. but they run so deep. The surge of power that came with the words it was.. like surfing the wave of endless - potent - rage. And.. none of it was my own.. well maybe a miniscule bit.. GET A KRIFFING GRIP!
Another crash, something was being demolished. The creak of a bed, or a bench even a chair carried over as the speaker finally sat down. More silence followed. A long silence during which the only sound was that of a shitfing body and the breath said body produced.
I have an idea -- a dangerous, most likely sucidal idea... I aim to infiltrate the main republic base. My master has been made aware - she encourages the plan. Even suggested I rope in Lord Sarias into the plot. And Sith Zveris, the annoying prick..
Naturally, getting any sort of reply from someone as high and mighty as a lord of the sith, a pure blood at that seems to be a task in and off of itself. But.. I have the outline. There's a good chance I wont need the resurgence logisticians anyway.
Another brief pause, during which the sound of a door opening can be heard. And a muffled shout that sounded like 'Go. Away!' - followed by something being thrown. Without the crash this time. Just a thud of something sharp embeding into wood.
Not a moments peace -- overpotective piece off---
I need, sith. Neophytes, apprentices.. relative unknowns. Humans and aliens. The ability to mask their presence is a must if the ammount of jedi we're seeing is any indiciation on what we may find in the base. Disguises -- I've wanted to play with Lord Krevas' makeup kit since she painted herself blue and pretended to be an acolyte..
Yes.. this could work.. And if some of them die well.. so be it. I can live with their loss.
The recording ends with a mechanical snap.
