*It's been years, since the prisoner saw the light of day. He was growing old, and hungry. His rations were rapidly depleting now, he had few food stocks left. His presence of the force had slipped. And now, was his time, his end.
A ship jumps out of hyperspace near the ship, it was empty space, no one would search here. No one would sense anyone out here. The prisoner, whose name was Ignatious, heard the rumble of the ship docking and ran straight towards the window. There was indeed a ship, corvette sized.
The doors to both the corvette and the prisoner ship opened. A dark aura, and something like wind came through the ship. Ignatious's body tingled, a shiver went down his spine. He stood there for what seemed like hours, until finally he decided to board the docked vessel.
He began to walk through the hatch and onto the ship. As he stepped onboard the ship, he saw lights flickering, the walls were adorned Red, no one was seen, no one was heard. He carefully walked towards what he could only assume was the bridge.
He still had seen and heard from no one. Something caught his eye as he was about to enter the bridge, a rifle and a blade. He took them, believing he may need them, for a possible fight. He entered the bridge, and there was a horrible sight, or at least horrific to the ones who cherished life beyond all else. Bodies, bodies everywhere. He looked them over, there were no blaster marks, no blood was seen. There seemed to be no fight, but still, the still faces on the people seemed to be of fear and terror.
Die of Fright? Is that even possible, maybe it was. He continued to look down at the fallen people, collecting his own thoughts to discover what may have caused their deaths. Then he thought of something, and this scared him. Who was or is now controlling the ship and where are they? The very thought scared him, and he ran. He wanted off now, he would rather spend his remaining day's as a prisoner. A prisoner, who had been a betrayer.
OOC: if this is like an event to kill him, can i control my old character? ;) i promise i wont try to escape lol. i jsut wanna make it more epic haha
Continued: *As he began to reach the exit, his eyes filled with excitement, that he may make it back to his safe prison ship. The doors shut as he almost made it. He shouted "No, let me out!" He pounded his fist on the ships door, hoping that it would open.
"Don't waste your energy," said a soothing voice but somewhat menacing voice "We don't you to fall apart already." the voice chuckled.
That voice. It sounded familiar and It sounded as if the person was right behind him. However, when he turned no one was there.
"Oh, your trying to search for us. Fine, come down to the bridge, you know, where all the bodies are, there we shall discuss more. However, refuse, and..." Ignatious hears the sound of a blades edge being dragged against the floor. "Refuse, and you die."
Ignatious gulped at the words, he doesn't want to die, year after year he spent in solitude, he truly began to cherish life. He truly began to cherish the presence of other beings, that that's what made life. Solitude is much more painful then a death sentence.
So, he obeyed, he didn't want to die yet. He wanted to live life to it's fullest state his life could offer. He walked quietly towards the bridge, his mind clouded and blank. No thoughts, no emotion. He entered the bridge, and there he saw someone staring outside the window. A black robe hung from the back of the figure. A hood covering the head.
"So nice of you to join us," the figure called out.
OOC: Yeah, I still got interest in this guy, you can take him for a spin, I won't take control of him again fully unless it's to fit this minor story Arc.
Don't know if I want to kill him though. It would be interesting though, to see how this pans out.
nvm
*Ignatious studies the figure with caution. He again recognizes the voice and the black cloak reminds him of a certain Sith he had seen only a few times during his time with them.. So long ago, he thought..
He stood on guard, but was too wary to really be on a guard that was too menacing.
"What do you want from me? Have you not seen that i have spent years rotting in this hellhole, all alone.." Ignatious said in a very crazy like tone.
His mind was damaged from being alone for soo many years, but for the most apart he was still the same Ignatious.*
*The figure sighed, apparently the mans mind had been very much damaged over the years, more so then originally thought.*
"I want you to do something for me," the figure replied turning around. Ignatious looked hard at the figure and recognized him/her, he knew the voice sounded familiar, however, the hair, it wasn't the same black hair that he had seen years before. It was instead pink with strands of red. Strawberry blonde hair, as some call it. The figure pulled down their hood, revealing even more similar features, it had to be her. Alena, or was it truly her?
"I need you to assassinate several political Imperial leaders. Their wretched abuse of greed succumbs their duties. I want an example made of them, that the Imperial government should pay more attention to their duties then to their own personal selfish desires." she finally continued.
"Do it and I shall reward you with freedom and something else..."
*Ignatious was shocked to see that it was a girl he was being ordered by, not a man. Alena, the name came to him then, but he didnt remember much about her.. He truly was confused at this point but moved on.
He thought about it and knew that he would need to get back in shape again and attune himself with the force once more, but once that is done, he would be able to easily accomplish the task. The leaders of the sith Imperium were a little old and needed fresh replacements, he couldnt agree more.
"Fine, i shall do as you ask. But i need time to get back into shape. Time to scout out each target, and i want to know what this something else is." Ignatious asked.
His hopes had risen skyhigh when Alena mentioned freedom, fresh air, green trees, and the people! He couldnt wait. He knew that killing these men was neccessary in order to obtain freedom, and they would not hinder it.*
OOC: I put the event on my profile, because I didn't feel like spamming the Role-Playing news page, as this was an event for Alena and Ignatious only.
*Alena, eyed Ignatious with a glare.*
However, she did reply, telepathically. (Not Revealing, what Alena's other offer is).
"Then, get ready" she said.
OOC: Forgot to add
*The corvette jumped into hyperspace as the two talked, the prison ship was left and was sent on a trajectory towards the systems star.*
OOC: Getting rid of any evidence any was ever there. The system is uninhabited of course.
OOC: good luck mate, need anything, im sure you will hit me up with requests lol