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10.24.2012 , 06:14 PM | #55
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- The Entity's great chamber. The Entity herself floats in a column of red by one wall. Sevasht & co. enter with Vowrawn. -
Vowrawn: The Entity. Magnificently Dark Side, isn't she?
Sevasht: That can't be comfortable.
The Entity: Creepy creepy.
Sevasht: Wow, I think I've met your brother.
The Entity: Creepy creepy.
Vowrawn: Don't worry. I'll do the ritual to free you.
The Entity: I have already told Baras you're here.
Sevasht: Dammit!

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- frame: The door bursts in, framing the silhouette of a huge cyborg. -
Cyber-Draahg: Heeeeere's Johnny!
Sevasht's entire crew: Who?
Sevasht: Draahg! That reference is way worse than the 'sudden but inevitable betrayal' one!
Cyber-Draahg: I do what I want now, Warwiggins.
- frame: Quinn in particular looks distressed. -
Quinn: My lord…? He was dead!
Sevasht: Yeah. He was.
Quinn: I thought he wasn't like us!
Sevasht: Yeah, he isn't. Him coming back was not supposed to happen.
Cyber-Draahg: I cannot be killed.
Vowrawn: Draahg, you're an NPC! There are rules!
Cyber-Draahg: No, really, I've been through an unspecified in-universe process that renders me immortal.
Sevasht: That is the worst cover story I've ever heard. Hax.

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- The Entity's chamber. Cyber-Draahg gestures challengingly at Sevasht & co. -
Cyber-Draahg: Come on, now. Somebody's got to die today.
Pierce: I nominate Quinn.
- frame: Cyber-Draahg turns his gaze from Sevasht to Quinn. -
Cyber-Draahg: That's…oddly tempting.
Quinn: My lord, if you're here to finish Lord Sevasht, I am duty-bound to assist you.
- frame: Quinn stands alongside Cyber-Draahg. -
Quinn: Sevasht, I fear our paths must diverge.
Pierce: Works out nicely, 'cause yours just took a sharp turn for the down.

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- The Entity's chamber. Sevasht stares uncomfortably at Lord Draahg. -
Sevasht: Wow. Hardcore cybernetics and everything and I saw you burn. This is a problem.
Vette: Draahg worries you?
Sevasht: Very much.
Vette: Sev's scared. Okay, panic time.
- frame: Vette starts firing with both blasters while a bemused Pierce looks on. -
Vette: KILL IT WITH FIRE
Pierce: That didn't work last time.
Vette: KILL IT WITH ANYTHING WE'VE GOT
[FIGHT]

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- The Entity's chamber. Cyber-Draahg lies in pieces. Sevasht awkwardly positions himself to conceal the cast bar from the rest of the crew has he revives a badly scorched Quinn. -
- frame: Quinn stands up. -
Sevasht: Ah, look at that, Mal miraculously survived. Don't bother trying to kill him, guys.
- frame: Sevasht approaches Darth Vowrawn, who is brushing imaginary dust off his sleeve. -
Vowrawn: So sorry, I had a last-minute compelling reason to not help you.
Sevasht: Yeah, everyone always does.
Jaesa: Lord Draahg used to help us in combat.
Sevasht: And see what happened with him. Maybe it's just as well Vowrawn played useless.

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- The Entity's chamber. Sevasht & co. plus Vowrawn face the floating Entity. -
Darth Vowrawn: There. The ritual is done. The Entity is freed.
- frame: The Entity drops from her stasis with a very loud THUNK. -
- frame: The Entity struggles to her feet. -
The Entity: Creepy creepy. Break Baras's nose for me, would you?
Sevasht: Can do, ma'am.
- frame: A flare of red light. -
- frame: The Entity is gone. -
Sevasht: You heard the lady.
- frame: Large view of the hall and Sevasht leading his crew plus Vowrawn out. -
Sevasht: Let's go.

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- The Fury. Sevasht & co. face Servants One and Two on holo. -
Sevasht: I'm ready to go to Korriban and wreck Baras's claim at being the Voice of the Emperor.
Servant One: Yes, Wrath. After your preparations there is at least a 50% chance the Dark Council won't summarily execute you for messing with him.
Servant Two: Creepy creepy.
Servant One: That was him cheering.
Sevasht: …Thanks. Thanks a lot.

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- Outside the chambers of the Dark Council on Korriban. Sevasht & co. rendezvous with Darth Vowrawn. -
Darth Vowrawn: Baras has called a special session of the Dark Council to make his claim as the Emperor's Voice official. I am fashionably late, the better to usher you in.
Sevash: Stylish.
Darth Vowrawn: I took a minor in drama back at the Academy.

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- The Dark Council room. A large view: Darth Baras stands with his back to the door. He faces a row of the Dark Council seats. Behind him, the door opens and lets Sevasht & co. in. -
- frame: Darth Baras in foreground. Behind him, Sevasht & co. line up. Quinn stops a step behind Sevasht and raises his blaster to Sevasht's head. -
- frame: Sevasht quietly punches Quinn out without looking at him. -

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- The Dark Council room. -
Sevasht: So, Baras, buddy. How's the Voice gig going?
Darth Baras: Very well when it isn't being interrupted by annoying children.
Vette: What? I haven't even said anything yet.
- frame: Darth Baras gestures while addressing the Dark Council. -
Darth Baras: Now you see what I've had to deal with.

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- The Dark Council chamber. -
Sevasht: I'm the Emperor's Wrath, you know. And you're not the Voice. That's, uh, that's about the limit of my logical arguments.
Darth Marr: Cool story, bro.
Darth Ravage: Vowrawn, quit dicking around. Take the circus elsewhere.
Darth Baras: You should all help me kill them instead.
Darth Marr: Wait, you're taking them seriously?
Darth Baras: What? No! Ha ha! No credible threats here!

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- The Dark Council chamber. -
Darth Marr: We all know there's one way to solve these debates.
Sevasht: Tiebreaker blood sport?
Darth Marr: Tiebreaker blood sport.
- frame: Darth Marr leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers. -
Darth Marr: Have at it. We'll assume that the survivor was right about the title he's been claiming.

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- The Dark Council chamber. A wide panel as Darth Baras makes a twenty-meter flying leap to attack Sevasht. -
- frame: Darth Baras hits Sevasht with a lightsaber. -
Sevasht: What
- frame: Darth Baras hits Sevasht with a lightsaber. -
Sevasht: What
- frame: Darth Baras hits Sevasht with a lightsaber. -
Sevasht: That charge was the most ridiculous thing I have ever seen.
- frame: Vette, Pierce, Broonmark, and Jaesa are whaling on Darth Baras's back. -
Vette: Sev! Kill now, goggle later!

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- The Dark Council chamber. Darth Baras has just stricken Jaesa down. Broonmark, Vette, Pierce, and Quinn are already out cold. -
Sevasht: You may think you got the best of…um, all my friends…but I have you now, old man.
Darth Baras: That was pathetic.
Sevasht: Don't blame me. There's a limited standard script for this kind of duel.
Darth Baras: One moment…
- frame: Darth Baras removes his mask, grinning. -
- frame: Darth Baras flashes Force Lightning. -
Darth Baras: Let's try some new techniques.
Sevasht: What!? You can't just switch classes!
Darth Baras: Your companions are down, child. Who's watching?
Sevasht: Cheater!
- frame: Darth Baras streams Force Lightning at Sevasht. -
Darth Baras: Sith. Same thing.

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- The Dark Council chamber. Sevasht raises his saber over a battered Darth Baras. -
Sevasht: For the last time…
- Sevasht strikes. -
Sevasht: Shut up!
Voice from off-panel: *cough*
- Frame: Darth Ravage stands. -
Darth Ravage: Let me be the first to say, you can call yourself the Wrath or anything you want.
Darth Marr: Agreed.
Darth Vowrawn: Not too shabby for the fixer-upper I dragged in off the streets of Corellia.
Sevasht: Excuse me. What?
Darth Vowrawn: I need the flattering narrative, Wrath. This is what I do for a living.

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- The Dark Council chamber. Sevasht faces the assembled Council. -
Sevasht: If any of you people think you're about to become my questgiver, speak up, because we'd better have it out before my companions wake up.
Darth Marr: Don't be ridiculous.
Darth Ravage: I don't want to assign you any quests, no.
Darth Vowrawn: I'm quitting while I'm ahead.
Sevasht: Good. I'll take the title and call it game, then, eh?
Darth Vowrawn: Good going, Wrath.
Darth Ravage: Hsst, Twi'lek's waking up. In-character, all.
Darth Marr: But really. Good going, Wrath.

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- Here's where Sevasht probably gets some kind of awesome-looking glamour shot involving black armor and a very manly pose. -

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- Epilogue to follow. -

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