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29-04-2023, 11:23 PM
Entry 6: Hostile take over
The darkness surrounded the man, engulfed him as he was sitting there, meditating. The pecular helmet was clearly visible, each and every detail jumping into the image. An intricate silver pattern engraved into the matte black of the helmet's surface, it formed a arachnids web on the front with a long-legged spider positioned in it's center, forming the masks visage. The sides were covered with centipede-looking creatures that crawled over and moved towards the back. A smaller mechanism was visible but unclear near the mouth erea, and two small vents would be apparent on both sides at the jawline, which would moments later, erupt a small amount of heated steam to break the silence as it stared forwards. A distorted voice would soon follow.
''I've recently delivered a detailed report of the operation dubbed as 'Knowledge of the Ancients' to Lord Kalkoran. I might have 'forgotten' to mention a set of variables that he most certainly would've liked to know. However, they are not necessary for him to be aware of just yet...''
The masked pureblood raised both hands ever so slightly from their resting position on his knees, with the palm facing the ceiling, his hands opened, then he'd shift them to the sides, so that his palms would face one another. Moments later a pale blue, almost white coloured, fist-sized danite crystal would float into view and be locked into place between the man's gloved hands.
''This is one of said variables that I did not mention... it has a very faint, unpure aura of the light side, one can only hope that it will be of use, perhaps it can be corrupted, be used for an amulet I wonder. It was almost to easy to obtain it. We walked unto a goldmine of artifacts and relics, being sold by mere scum. The man who 'sold' me this crystal has no right to call himself a merchant of any kind, he just traded it for a curved dagger and a broken 'stealth' grenade that Sith Cautus presented to me prior to the operation.''
A distorted, sharp and shadowy chuckle would be released as the crystal slowly floated away from view, and as it did, Khatatas' wrists shifted once more, allowing his palms to face the ceiling once more.
''During the entirety of the mission all four of us had the idea of... how to say this? instead of destroying the smuggling ring 'reshape' it. Perhaps use them to our advantage.'' A drawn out sigh would become audible through the distortion of the mask. ''As soon as we met the smugglers Apprentices Siors and Annabelle engaged the enemy with little to no thought, whilst the Specialist and I were forced to shut the alarms down and cut the smugglers only escape route off. And I must say, my efforts went rather smooth, much more than I expected when using the sixth form of lightsaber combat for the first time. Regardless, once we had disposed of the opposition Apprentice Annabelle had found the holocron we were to retrieve, whilst Apprentice Siors gathered the information on the ringleader and it's hideout.''
The custom made mask would raise it's chin in a sense of supiriourity, and as it continued speaking a long vibroblade of sith design would come into view from above, slowly descending until it reached the gloved hands of the Neophyte.
''We took the scums ship, which is where I found and took this blade, it makes one wonder how mere smugglers were able to get their hands on such items of value. It has already proven to be most usefull against those unworthy of possessing items such as this one. We had soon arrived at the ring's hideout, and it's leader was just waiting for us together with only two 'guards', possibly expecting his fellow worms. Apprentice Annabelle disposed the first, whilst I beheaded the second. And..... Apprentice Siors just stood there, shouting like the dewback herder he is. 'This is a hostile take over' he yelled like a madman, as if the actions of the others were not obvious enough to understand that. Ha! The fool...''
The blade would float up ever so slightly, allowing the man to remove his left hand from underneath it while his right moved up to hold the hilt, keeping it at a roughly fourt-five degree angle as the tip rested on his knee once more. Khatatas would run the back of his index finger across the blades surface.
''Either way, we killed their leader and took the smuggling ring over. Apprentice Siors named himself the new ringleader, i'll allow it for now. He assigned me to management and strategy, whilst... he assigned Specialist Srano to be in control of Security. I can't believe he allowed an imperial to lead anything. It doesn't matter, for now i'll assist in it's growth before I'll take control of it with the assistance of Apprentice S-.''
The man's sentence was cut short by another eruption of heated steam. He'd be silent afterwards, unmoving and seconds later the recording stopped.
The darkness surrounded the man, engulfed him as he was sitting there, meditating. The pecular helmet was clearly visible, each and every detail jumping into the image. An intricate silver pattern engraved into the matte black of the helmet's surface, it formed a arachnids web on the front with a long-legged spider positioned in it's center, forming the masks visage. The sides were covered with centipede-looking creatures that crawled over and moved towards the back. A smaller mechanism was visible but unclear near the mouth erea, and two small vents would be apparent on both sides at the jawline, which would moments later, erupt a small amount of heated steam to break the silence as it stared forwards. A distorted voice would soon follow.
''I've recently delivered a detailed report of the operation dubbed as 'Knowledge of the Ancients' to Lord Kalkoran. I might have 'forgotten' to mention a set of variables that he most certainly would've liked to know. However, they are not necessary for him to be aware of just yet...''
The masked pureblood raised both hands ever so slightly from their resting position on his knees, with the palm facing the ceiling, his hands opened, then he'd shift them to the sides, so that his palms would face one another. Moments later a pale blue, almost white coloured, fist-sized danite crystal would float into view and be locked into place between the man's gloved hands.
''This is one of said variables that I did not mention... it has a very faint, unpure aura of the light side, one can only hope that it will be of use, perhaps it can be corrupted, be used for an amulet I wonder. It was almost to easy to obtain it. We walked unto a goldmine of artifacts and relics, being sold by mere scum. The man who 'sold' me this crystal has no right to call himself a merchant of any kind, he just traded it for a curved dagger and a broken 'stealth' grenade that Sith Cautus presented to me prior to the operation.''
A distorted, sharp and shadowy chuckle would be released as the crystal slowly floated away from view, and as it did, Khatatas' wrists shifted once more, allowing his palms to face the ceiling once more.
''During the entirety of the mission all four of us had the idea of... how to say this? instead of destroying the smuggling ring 'reshape' it. Perhaps use them to our advantage.'' A drawn out sigh would become audible through the distortion of the mask. ''As soon as we met the smugglers Apprentices Siors and Annabelle engaged the enemy with little to no thought, whilst the Specialist and I were forced to shut the alarms down and cut the smugglers only escape route off. And I must say, my efforts went rather smooth, much more than I expected when using the sixth form of lightsaber combat for the first time. Regardless, once we had disposed of the opposition Apprentice Annabelle had found the holocron we were to retrieve, whilst Apprentice Siors gathered the information on the ringleader and it's hideout.''
The custom made mask would raise it's chin in a sense of supiriourity, and as it continued speaking a long vibroblade of sith design would come into view from above, slowly descending until it reached the gloved hands of the Neophyte.
''We took the scums ship, which is where I found and took this blade, it makes one wonder how mere smugglers were able to get their hands on such items of value. It has already proven to be most usefull against those unworthy of possessing items such as this one. We had soon arrived at the ring's hideout, and it's leader was just waiting for us together with only two 'guards', possibly expecting his fellow worms. Apprentice Annabelle disposed the first, whilst I beheaded the second. And..... Apprentice Siors just stood there, shouting like the dewback herder he is. 'This is a hostile take over' he yelled like a madman, as if the actions of the others were not obvious enough to understand that. Ha! The fool...''
The blade would float up ever so slightly, allowing the man to remove his left hand from underneath it while his right moved up to hold the hilt, keeping it at a roughly fourt-five degree angle as the tip rested on his knee once more. Khatatas would run the back of his index finger across the blades surface.
''Either way, we killed their leader and took the smuggling ring over. Apprentice Siors named himself the new ringleader, i'll allow it for now. He assigned me to management and strategy, whilst... he assigned Specialist Srano to be in control of Security. I can't believe he allowed an imperial to lead anything. It doesn't matter, for now i'll assist in it's growth before I'll take control of it with the assistance of Apprentice S-.''
The man's sentence was cut short by another eruption of heated steam. He'd be silent afterwards, unmoving and seconds later the recording stopped.
