Shadows of Bankor

"Many more, a whole Empire controlled by thousands of Sith," Lucinia responded.

Guardian Malvik then spoke, “Darth Vader is a Sith and they are strong but not unbeatable and it may be best to do as Master Hin says, but I would say that we can use his zealousness against him. Guide him away from where he may do the most damage.” “It is dangerous, all Sith are, but it may be the ...

Lucinia’s heart melted at the single word and she wrapped her arms around Liua… she knew there was going to be a lot of explanations and conversations and apologies and oh so many apologies but somewhere inside she wanted to believe that things were going to be alright. “Yes, baby girl, I am your mo...

She fumed and said, “Drascovina Liuacinia Malvik!” Lucinia balked at the attitude and said, “Now young lady, I know you have been living among these… riff-raff and vagabonds but a Malvik must maintain a certain level of decorum, you are descended from a powerful lineage, the Malveaux and we hold our...

Fourteen years, that is a long time although for her it felt like only a dream of a few hours maybe less. She had opted to return with the people from Bankor and now that she was this close she was unsure of how to approach this and was… she smoking! That was not how a young Malvik should be acting ...

"It's a doll people would be more likely to trash it than inspect it but it serves no purpose now. As for the rest that's outside my control," she said.

"If compromised this facility can be destroyed."

"I would love to see my daughter," she responded.

Lucinia frowned and said, "I don't know what she did before she got here but it must have been serious but if my father could find a way to work and even love a Sith then I am sure I could do the same... I trust Master Surro, she knows herself."

"I apologize, it had the location and explicit directions on how to enter.... all things you seem to already have," she said sheepishly.

Petrus Karath wrote: ↑

Tue Feb 11, 2020 4:46 am

Clearing his throat, Petrus went on. "Lucinia, uh, can I ask who your daughter's father is? Is he from this time, or from long ago...?" He trailed off uncertainly.

"It's not a story I want to get into right now," she responded.

Vaya Mer'darrow wrote: ↑

Tue Feb 11, 2020 4:37 am

"Also... what exactly is going on Mr. Happyboob?"

"It's a toy, my Drascovina loves it," she said thinking of her little girl.

Lucinia took a seat and said, "You are welcome to stay but with minimal power this is not a long term living space."

“Okay, so what are you going to do about it? Drink tea and go back to sleep?” Sinnya knew she was behaving badly, but Lucinia’s calm got under her skin. The galaxy was on fire and this woman seemed like she’d just got back from a day at an expensive spa. “The Sith are out there trying to kill your ...

"Jedi are here now," Lucinia said.

“It was not easy for me, but I trusted them and they loved her, she would want for nothing,” she said warmly.

“I miss her every day, and I am ready to see the young woman she has become.”

Lucinia nodded and bade them follow to a large meeting room with a circle of chairs, very comfortable chairs. The walls look like windows to a beautiful forested world, not static either. It was looking out a window but they were obviously underground.

"We have... water?"

"Wait, so how can you be here then? Are you immortal?" "What, no... do I look like Darth Zash to you?" she said with a sigh. "I go for long sleeps, it's really technical okay." Petrus blinked. Was it possible...? "Lucinia." He cleared his throat. "How old would your daughter be now? About sixteen, ...

"Wait," said Vaya. "When were you born?" She paused and then said a date that corresponded to 3626 BBY. Oh dear. "Much has happened since then Master Malvik. The Jedi Order has been severely damaged. You will likely know of the man called Palpatine, the Supreme Chancellor. Far too late, we have dis...

“You… Uncle Daz… and yeah… I guess that sounds like them but they really did… that’s off topic, first I am not a Jedi and Guardian is fine, not Force sensitive at all,” she emphasized. “Second, welcome and… wasn’t there a War of Clones? Cloning Conflict? Fighting your Clones? Also what about the Jed...

"Forgive Master Surro her chronometer is... anyone it should be <current date>, right give or take a few years, I have been asleep for 16 years so forgive me, technically high grade life suspension developed by the Gree but, bloody hell I have a headache," she responded.

"And you are?"

There are frantic footsteps and then a curse, “Bloody stupid heels!” “Maker preserve me, a Malvik is never supposed to be late… mother is surely rolling in her grave. Bloody stupid…” a woman with curly brown hair appeared and smoothed out her gown and said, “Hello Sixth Line… Je-di?” “Master Surro t...