#sith dani

[lastxdragon]

Closed Starter: Peace is a Lie

@kili-the-archer

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Naboo. Dani strode down the ramp of her Fury, ignoring the scrambling fueling crews, her dark cloak swirling and floating behind her as she crossed into the main area of the busy Starport. Workers scattered out of her way, but there was one man who did not. The sniveling worm wrung his hands at her approach, though he was much taller than the small, silver-blonde woman. “Report,” Dani sneered.

“Lady Storm, I... I tried to notify you before... before you landed. The subject... I tried, Lady Storm... I tried! And... and... the readings, I told you... they were inconclusive...” 

Her amethyst gaze narrowed as her chin lifted ever so slightly. The man began clawing at his throat, falling to his knees. “Where. Is. He?” she purred as the man started gasping for air. “Where?”

“Palace. Guard,” he gasped out.

Daenerys swiveled and made a small gesture with one hand. The sound of cracking bones filled the air and the man’s corpse slide to the floor. She was already twenty feet away and striding hard for the exit where she hired a speeder. The landscape was of no consequence to her. Dani Storm was a Knight of Ren, tasked with finding force sensitives for the new Supreme Leader.

She disliked being on Naboo. So much... green and the native species were incredibly annoying. The speeder pulled into the palace grounds and Dani dismounted, reaching out with her senses. The touch was faint, but she knew now where to find her prey. Circling around to the south side, she concealed herself until she was standing directly behind his partner. Dani lifted a hand and the human fell to the ground, his weapon clattering on the walkway. 

“Hmm yes,” she purred silkily, approaching the second guard. “You’ll be coming with me, pretty." 

[lastxdragon]

ϟ for a drunk text (@dxrthsanguine)

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[msg: Anarthior] Bao-Dur and Mical thought they could outdrink me.

[msg: Anarthior] Zabrak stamina is definitely not exaggerated.

[msg: Anarthior] Don’t worry about Mical when you see him. Kolto tank FTW.

[msg: Anarthior] Not my fault he lost the bet.

[lastxdragon]

❛    i want both, i want freedom and power.   ❜ (@dxrthsanguine)

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“To have those, your father has to die,” Dani purred as she forcechoked the Jedi before them. It was turning a delightful shade of purple, hands clawing at its throat even though, rationally, they must know that would do nothing. It was really quite amazing how quickly beings descended to their animal nature when death is closing in, even ones who practiced such stringent control of their emotions. She liked to make them beg in fear, the more of an elaborate display, the better it felt when she finally gave them the release they begged for. Dani liked to play and this one was only getting started, so she eased the hold just the smallest bit for the Jedi to suck in a quick breath. They had hours and hours of fun ahead of them. Kolto tanks, utilized properly, could be delightful tools.

[lastxdragon]

“Don’t you see that it’s a trap?” (@dxrthsanguine)

“I do, Master, but it is the only way to get close enough to the target. The risk is acceptable. If I am lost, then it cannot be traced back to you,” Dani replied, nodding as she rested the palm of her hand on the hilt of her lightsaber.