#ancientsith

[yunharlaquin]

HER   LILAC   BLADE   crackled  as  it  caught  against  his  scarlet,  Jaina  leaning  her  weight  into  the  man’s  strike.     He  had  more.     Secure  in  the  ground  one  moment,  a  stone  the  size  of  her  torso  tore  from  the  ground,  flying  at  his  head.    The  distraction  enough  to  cause  the  Sith  to  disengage,  she  leapt  out  of  reach,  gasping  for  air.     Not  for  a  second  did  she  believe  this  would  be  easy,  but  fighting  constantly  against  a  Forceless  monolith  made  dueling  with  a  Sith  seem  downright  appealing.      ( a mistake... another mistake. )      

Nothing  felt  familiar,  nothing  felt  the  same,  her  mind  growing  more  frantic  as  she  reached  out  time  &&  time  again  to  find  no  signature  she  recognized.     Her  mother?     Gone.     Her  uncle?     Gone.    No  one.     But  her  strikes  remained  calculated,  practiced  far  beyond  what  could  be  expected  of  someone  her  age,  using  her  environment  as  a  weapon  as  much  as  her  saber.     Nothing  in  the  last  three  years  allowed  her  panic,  only  more  ingenuity,  more  courage.

Even  gasping,  her  lips  spread  into  that  cocky,  lopsided  grin  she  learned  from  her  father.          ❝  You  tired  yet?  ❞

@ancientsith​ liked for a starter

[extraordinarygrrls]

for ancientsith

Galas felt so different to Mazia since the Empire, they used to be a marketplace of political ideals, discourse that lead to arguments that lead to duels, it felt alive. Now it was simply hundreds of voices under one mind, the Emperor’s... She wouldn’t speak against it, she knew better than to sign her own death warrant. She would remain in support of Emperor Palpatine, it was the least she could do for him taking her under his wing, after Count Dooku...

She wondered to herself who the newest power players of this new era would be, who she would have to pursue the favour of if she was to survive. She watched as a new face was introduced to the elite masses. Darth Caedis, one of the Emperor’s champions, she supposed, he brought him here in his stead likely as a form of intimidation. She found herself amused by everyone’s sudden apprehension and fear, she’d known so many in her youth who caused the same reaction. Savage, Asajj, Grievous... All were now gone. 

She saw this as yet another opportunity. After all, one must never show prejudice, it’s a waste of a possible ally. Be kind to those in power, and a whole world will open up to you. She couldn’t help herself, poured two glasses of Alderaanian wine, and gracefully made her way to the man. Her demeanour was unshakeable in its pleasantness, even though he simply got more intimidating the closer she got.

“I saw that no one had offered you a drink yet, how very impolite.” One of the Imperials accompanying the man whispered something to him. Countess Mazia Velvirn of Serenno, once a Separatist, now a powerful patron to the Empire. “It is a pleasure to meet you, Darth Caedis. How are you finding your time on Coruscant?” She spoke to him with her fear well hidden, she had that down to a science, at the very least. She smiled politely, but within her was an unmistakable air of quiet melancholy and shyness.

@ancientsith​

[reyluminis]

@ancientsith​

Rey had just escaped The Supremacy, flagship of the First Order fleet, adrenaline coursed through her body, Snoke was dead and his guards lay in waste slain by herself and Kylo Ren, The Supremacy also was in ruin. Disappointment also lingered in her system when Kylo chose The First Order over the light side and herself.

She had commandeered a Tie Fighter, making her way to Crait to join Finn, Poe, and Leia in what felt like the final stand between The Resistance and The First Order.

Suddenly, she felt what could only be described as a snare of darkness take root within her. Was it Kylo? No... This felt different from any dark side energy he could emit. Just as quickly she saw her stolen Tie Fighter being powered down, inexplicably, right in her very hands despite all the countermeasures she employed.

“Not possible! Not now! Come on!” she thought to herself feeling a seed of fear taking root.

[dathmirson]

he’d  stalked  the  jedi  for  a  while ,          peeking  from  behind  corners ,          lingering  at  nearby  stalls  in  remote  tatooine  markets .          stifling  his  presence  in  the  force  as  his  master  had  taught  him .          and  straining  to  do  so  whenever  anger  at  the  other  force  user  threathened  to  take  over .          𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞  𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭  𝐡𝐚𝐝  𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝  𝐡𝐢𝐬  𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭  𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 ,          left  the  ashes  he’d  smelled  for  himself ,          that  had  been  sucked  so  deep  into  his  nostrils ,          showing  and  reminding  him  of  the  true  nature  of  the  oh  so  celebrated  jedi . 

one  moment  in  sight ,          then  he  loses  the  man ,          feels  the  force  nearby  all  of  a  sudden ,          and  tenses .          has  he  been  found  out  ?          but  no ,          there’s  something  unusual .          this  one  feels  like  a  dark  presence . . .          can  it  really  be  ?!          he  turns ,          stares  at  the  figure  accompanying  the  foreign  aura ,          hesitant  to  speak .                    @ancientsith​​

[ancientsith]

( why must my tag always be broken tf )

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@ancientsith​​ + starter call

     The pilot swore as he saw the other. This guy had BAD written all over him. His blaster felt useless in this type of engagement. If people could stop his blaster shots in midair he was basically a sitting rustbucket. But he raised it anyway. “This isn’t gonna end well, pal.”

[managone]

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                    ❝HOLY SHIT! Are you a VAMPIRE?❞ creatures of myth from her parts of the galaxy but she couldn’t help but note the pointed teeth and overall demeanour of the man before her. Sure, she shouldn’t have screeched it out ( Gwen, your mouth is going to get you killed one day ) and kept her thoughts to herself but her brain always worked on overdrive, curiosity always won in these situations and sometimes she couldn’t help but blurt out the first thing that came to mind.

                    And then, like a ton of bricks, she felt it, the very distinct and dark energy that sucked the air out of her lungs and caused the hair to stand up on the back of her neck; how did she NOT feel that immense power five seconds ago? Were her alien senses failing her? No, she was just too focused on the fact that dude had fangs and now she was probably gonna die. ❝I uh .. I mean that VERY respectfully.❞

[starcrossedkiller-archive]

@ancientsith​ // sc

Saber hilt raises in front of the the Apprentice as he takes a defensive stance, brown eyes narrowing at the man standing before him. Has exactly zero idea who this guy is supposed to be, but if it's a fight that he's after -- The brilliant red blade of the saber ignites -- Then a fight is exactly what he'll get.