#sith acolytes

[swtorpadawan]

Ladies and Gentlemen, a complete List of all the former Sith Acolytes who successfully escaped Korriban alive…

Whereas on Tython, if you fail, they'll just give you a cushy job as a clerk in the Jedi Archives. 👨‍💻

These things are not the same.

[kittystargen3]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13876994/1/Time-Travel-To-the-Past-Yoda-Goes

Summary: A time traveling Grandmaster, to the Prequel Era, trying to fix the mistakes the Jedi made, and get rid of a certain Sith too. Only Time Travel is not that easy, as Yoda will soon learn.

I've added chapter 25 today to Time Travel: To the Past Yoda Goes. Below is a small selection. Please click the link to read more.

Chapter 25 - Kill the Messenger

Dooku glanced down at his new comlink and read 'no new messages.'  Sighing, he put the device back on his belt.  The number was new, and he had only shared it with one person.  ‘What could be taking him so long to decode a secret message?  I knew I should have stayed to tell him in person.’

With that put aside, Dooku walked back into the base, where General Qymaen Jai Sheelal was supposed to be organizing their next military strategy.  ‘Hmm.  It’s a good thing our soldiers are droids.  Otherwise, I’d have to suggest we give him a nickname.’ Dooku laughed to himself.

When he got there he stepped back suddenly as a red blade was swung haphazardly around the room.  Dooku took an anxious breath in, as he resisted the impulse to grab his own saber and fight back.  It was clear Qymaen was not aiming at him, but rather poorly at the droid in front of them both, which happened to be armed with a stick.

“Ooh, I’m sorry Sir, uh Lord Dooku,” Qymaen apologized.

“Count.” Dooku corrected.  “Count Dooku.”  Why couldn’t this Kaleesh remember a simple title?  Perhaps he should use the old nickname, perverted into a Sith moniker, instead.

“I was just practicing with this droid here.  What can I do for you?” Qymaen explained.

“Wherever in Sith hells did you get a Lightsaber?” Dooku questioned.

“Oh um, the boss sold it to me.  I just thought I could use it to improve my fearsome demeanor,” Qymaen answered.

'Darth Jar Jar.  Hmm, I didn't know Sith had them for sale,' Dooku thought.  At times he suspected his new Master was rather new to the Sith game.  But then even a little training in the dark side was dangerous.

“Of course it’s not blue like yours, but any Jedi weapon is bound to make men quiver,” Qymaen went on.

Dooku stroked his saber by his side.  When he left the Order, letting him keep the saber was seen as a gift.  Really a Jedi Master on the loose was a dangerous thing, with or without a saber.  What would be the point in taking away the blade which was bonded to him alone?  “I’ll tell you what.  I’ll trade you.”  He pulled the saber off his belt.  “If you let me train you.”

Qymaen looked up, like a youngling who was offered cake for dinner.  “Really, you would do that?”

“Sure.  I am a Master swordsman who can make any weapon dangerous.  And I can’t let you lop off your limbs trying to learn on your own, can I.”   Of course, Dooku had another reason to ask for the Sith’s saber.  As a Sith himself, now he would be expected to carry a bled crystal. He knew the ritual he’d have to perform, his studies in ancient Sith ways were most enlightening, still, he had a reluctance to do so to his own crystal.

Dooku picked up the bled saber and activated it to get a feel for it.   'Hmm, it has good balance and is light enough to get a good swing.  Ha, if Master Yoda could see me now. "Leif Yan Dooku," he'd say.' The whole name, yikes! ‘"Your life, your saber is.  Give it away, do not!" We’ll see how that works for you Master.  It’s time for me to do my own thing.’

Dooku flung his hand.  The droid and its lousy stick were tossed aside.  He moved his body into the ready stance and turned to his new student.  “Alright.  Show me what you can do.”

Qymaen picked up Dooku’s old saber and approximated his own beginning posture.

“No.  No.”  Dooku dropped the saber and waved his hand between them.   “That is not a ready posture. Not in any form.  Try again.”

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[lightasthesun]

Oh dear I had another crackhead idea involving time travel and Ahsoka adopting lots of sith acolytes....because she's got lots of love to give and they kriffing need a support system and a childhood without trauma

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk

[dressing-a-galaxy]

Business attire for Asajj Ventress - Alexander McQueen RTW spring 2019