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09.12.2012 , 01:41 AM |
@iamthehoyden hehe, run scourge run! run from the bodacious blue booty!
Remi AU: Knightless Goals and Ambitions Part 2 (1620 words) (JK spoilers only)
“Read these.” Lord Scourge placed a pile of data disks on the small desk in Coremi’s room. She had moved into the servant’s quarters in his suite on Balmorra under the pretense that he acquired a slave. If any of her resistance friends saw her they would assume she had been captured. She picked up the first data disk, loaded it and started reading. He stood and watched, the disks were meant to ascertain the level of her education.
Coremi went through the first five disks then put down her datapad. She looked at him searchingly, “You don’t seem like the joking kind,” She began, “and I do appreciate the idea that the Empire has the equivalent to
See Adson Run, Run Adson Run
, but how stupid do you think I am?”
Scourge shrugged, he had been expecting that response. “The later ones are more difficult, continue.” He crossed his arms.
She loaded the next disk, read through it rolling her eyes, ejected it, flicked it at him with disgust, and loaded the next one. She continued the process through the next ten disks. Scourge was pleased enough with her obvious level of education that he let the abuse pass without comment.
She stopped somewhere near second year Academy biology. He frowned, at this point he was hoping she would get further. He reached over to take the datapad from her but she pulled it away, a grin spread over her face.
She cleared her throat, “Anatomy of the Sith species. The Sith, known alternatively as Red Sith or Sith Purebloods, are characterized by red skin that varies from a burnt orange to dark red. The Sith physical profile includes facial tendrils, a genetic predispositions toward left-handedness, affinity toward the dark side of the force, and bone spurs that take the form of ridges or protrusions. Bone ridges may appear anywhere on the body and in some cases may cause discomfort such as difficulty walking and urinary dysfunction.” At the last part, she put her head back and laughed. Widening her eyes, she looked him up and down, “Fascinating, are you trying to tell me something?”
He put out his hand for the disk without changing his expression, “Had I known you would be crude I would not have included biology.”
She ejected the disk and flicked it at him. “Doc taught me biology, he never told me Sith were so special,” she murmured still smiling. She went through the rest of the stack and stopped at hyperspace engineering. She held up the pad and shrugged, “Never thought I’d leave Balmorra alive, only thing I’ve ever piloted couldn’t break orbit.”
Scourge nodded with satisfaction, “Your education exceeds most in the Empire, tell me, how is that possible?”
“My mother said we’d see the end of fighting within my lifetime and a free Balmorra needed people with brains. She tried to make me more than just a killer,” she frowned at the datapad, “not sure she succeeded. Anyway, when you’re waiting for your target to show up so you can shoot him in the head reading is just about the only thing you can do.” She skimmed through the rest of his data disks and separated them into two piles. She handed him one and kept the rest for herself.
“What would you have done with a free Balmorra?” He did not care about the life he was taking from her. Her destiny was far more important, but he wanted to know if she had any plans, they could be used as additional motivation.
Her ability to read his face and guess his motives were improving at an alarming rate. Her eyes narrowed and her smile grew coy, she was about to speak when a knock interrupted her.
Scourge opened the door to the suite to find a small man wearing clothing marking him as a Balmorran craftsman.
“My lord, I am Talbert.” the man said bowing awkwardly, “You requested a slave collar?” Scourge nodded and let the man into the suite.
Coremi walked into the room slowly keeping her eyes on the floor. “Cori?” He asked with surprise, he glanced nervously at Lord Scourge. “Apologies, my lord.”
Scourge was curious how the man knew his companion, “Please continue, reunions amuse me.”
The man tittered nervously but turned back to Coremi, “You wouldn’t remember me, but I knew your mother, Selena, you look just like her. How is she?” He touched her cheek.
She did not flinch but Scourge could sense her revulsion, “Dead.”
“I’m sorry,” he said sadly snapping the collar around her neck and fitting it carefully. “I was quite fond of her, we were close before she met your father.” The insinuation was obvious, but Scourge could not imagine a woman desiring the little toad of a man.
“She spoke of you,” Coremi said evenly, the man smiled eagerly and she smiled back, “I believe the nicest thing she said was coward, it went sharply downhill from there.”
The man’s face transformed with an ugly scowl, “Harsh words from the daughter of a wh*re, I was simply wise enough to accept reality and work for the lawful rulers of Balmorra.” He adjusted the collar again making it just a little too tight.
Coremi smirked and he turned away.
Talbert plastered on a smile facing Lord Scourge who still held an amused expression. He produced a remote and entered a code, “This model is modified with Balmorran ingenuity, the first level is just the tiniest little sting.” He pressed the button barely making her jaw twitch.
“That’s what my mother said about you.” Talbert spun around to see Coremi grinning maliciously. He switched the remote to the maximum setting and held the button down. She could not cry out, she could only fall over on her side, her back arched and her jaw clenched.
Talbert smiled and turned in time to see the back of Scourge’s fist. With a crash, the little man hit the wall and slid to the floor. He looked up in terror as the Sith advanced on him.
“How dare you seek to damage my property?” Scourge hissed.
The man wheezed and gasped clutching his face.
“Answer me.” Scourge grabbed him by the collar and shook him. A foul odor rose from the man as he soiled himself but he still could not answer, his jaw was broken. Scourge let him go with disgust. “Get out of my sight.” The man scurried away trying to hold his face together.
Scourge watched him go then shut the door. He turned back to Coremi who had pulled herself to a sitting position against the wall. A medkit lay open on her lap and she was slowly trying to open a kolto pack with numb fingers. He cursed and picked up the remote, pushing the collar release button, it fell away revealing a pattern of burn marks that circled her neck. He opened the kolto pack for her applying the gel-like substance to her burns. He noticed that they overlay older burns left from serving Darth Lachris.
She grabbed a strip of kolto, stuck it in her mouth and chewed on it. The flavor of kolto gel used in bandages was something between ocean sludge and poison. She made a face, spat out the bandage, and wiped her mouth on the back of her hand. The bandage was covered with blood but her breathing was less raspy and she was able to speak.
“It was foolish to goad him while he held such power over you,” He had no outlet for his rage, it took all of his self-control not shake her until she behaved herself or charge after that fool and kill him.
“So I’m your property now?” She raised an eyebrow at his words to Talbert. She seemed amused and the anger at her drained out of him.
“You are mine, you have said so yourself.” He reminded her.
She grinned at that, “You wanted to see what I would do.” She explained leaning forward so he could apply kolto to the back of her neck. “I wanted to see what you would do.”
“Did you hope that I would kill him?” He applied the kolto lightly but he sensed the pain singing through her body.
“Nah,” she hissed slightly, the only concession she made to the pain, “too much attention.”
He agreed picking up the collar and offering it to her, “It is only for appearances, but if you do not want to wear it I will find another excuse.”
She shook her head, “It’s a good ruse, I’ll slice it so that it can’t do more than the tiniest sting,” she grinned again, thinking about Talbert, “So, back to your question from earlier, I would find all the traitors like him and kill them.”
She took the collar from him then frowned, grabbed some kolto, and smeared it across the back of his hand. A small gash and a large bruise had formed from striking Talbert, Scourge looked down in surprise, he had not noticed. He stared at her small pale hands against his large red one. They looked delicate as they rubbed kolto on his wound but they felt steady and strong, he wondered if they were strong enough to kill an immortal. He captured her hands in his and looked into her yellow eyes, the flames that danced within them were even brighter than before.
“A waste of your time and talents,” he admonished, but he looked at the slave collar then at the Talbert shaped dent in the wall, “But I do promise, if nothing else, we will kill that one.”
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