[IC] A'tul's Holo-Diary (Not Available IC)

[Lord Iezkon]

Entry 2: Developments

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The projection once more lightens, displaying with it the hue of a man sat upon a couch, regal by nature unlike that of House Horuset's own, his attire was a darkened, armourless, light cloth that shrouded his form with a gentle elegance. His hair seemed to be getting longer now, yet his gaze and tattoos remained the same. His amber irises lifted to glance upon the projector, and then his form would shift upwards as to sit straightened. His chin would raise, and a smile formed on his pale features, once more displaying his charming disposition.

"Log two, entitled 'Developments'. Apprentice Almir Priaa, Apprentice to Sith Tarati. That is my new title. All others do not matter to me now. I am Sith.

He gave himself a firm nod, agreeing with his own re-evaluation, and his smile seemed to widen ever so slightly, displaying his content nature. Yet, he mused for a number of seconds as if contemplating his next words carefully.

"I am pleased at my progress so far in this power-base, meager, yet it is advancing. I find myself being the Apprentice still to Sith Tarati, a powerful warrior no doubt, but seemingly absent to observe my progress. It matters not, in reality, for there are many avenues that present themselves to me with each passing day."

The Echani paused for a moment, taking a subtle inhale through his nose with an amused expression, his right hand wafting to the side to dismiss the emotions he displayed, before returning to his stoic self.

"I am currently learning Form Two from the newly appointed Sith of the power-base, Leive. The alien who has some-how proven herself more resourceful than others. No doubt we know how this was possible, understanding the stigma of such a species... But, she has had the graces of the Dark Lord behind her, it seems. An interesting development from the perspective of Traditionalism. I will aim to find out more on what lead to such a decision... I know my sister would be more than curious."

"Yet, Form Two, Makashi. An elegant form, designed for understanding and exploiting your opponent, waring them down with precise, swift and genteel strikes. It is one I had wanted to delve in for many years, given to my past knowledge of combat and the understanding of the martial prowess of others. But I am not an expert in it just yet... Soon, with this form, I have no doubt in my mind that I will excel. It is my right."

Another sharp inhale ventured into his nose, flaring his nostrils aside for a mere moment, and his gaze trailing off beside him. He was contemplative still.

"I still think about her, every-day I am with or without her. The future, and what it will bring. Though I still fear what will become of her... Us. How we will some-how manage. But I am told I am acceptable, and when we are as one, we seem to be on equal terms. I cannot stress enough to the thoughts I have of you, ekoi. I will remain cautious, however, I am yet to decide what the best possible cause of action I can perform for us as a pairing to still develop as Sith."

He then suddenly frowned, looking to the ground, and then back to the recording. His eyes seemed to burn a sort of anger about them, and his expression too filtered through such hatred for something that lingered in his mind.

"Apprentice Flavian. Is this a joke? Could I possibly be tricked into believing that he is the very child of my sister? Could it be that Kayla, Lord Varlo, could be deceiving me, to test my resolve? She has always been jealous of my claim... That I was the chosen by my mother. She will do what-ever she can to stop me from utilizing my claim against her. She would rather die than hand it over to me... Perhaps, in due time, I will ensure that she will die for her false sense of pride. But not yet, not until I am ready. Ayla would surely be further disappointed in me, no doubt."

"I will ponder on these thoughts, and I will proceed will my advancements as much is necessary. I have so much to do.

The projection would flicker once again, before shutting off entirely, closing itself away from the Echani.