Ransacker blasted out of hyperspace and came to a smooth and uneventful approach to Coruscant. That is as smooth an approach as one could make, considering the large number of menacing SSD's which were hanging about with their entourage, hoping someone would come along and make their day.

One seemed to glare hopefully at me as I came up to it, but turned away with a grunt of disappointment as I offered it my identity codes. I couldn't help but think back to Officer Shy A Brick; what a pleasant contrast it was indeed, to be dealing with professionals.

I frowned a bit as that statement crossed my mind.

Professional.

I'll have to admit that I hadn't been acting in that manner lately, much to my personal embarrassment and chagrin.

Well... that was about to change, and double-time about it. No way was I going to let Galen get under my skin again; sheesh a guy can only take so many hints....

Shaking off all other thoughts of Galen Jhin'Dar Tarnus from my head, and focusing only upon the words employer and mark, I acknowledged the landing clearance which came swiftly and uneventfully, and soon brought Ransacker down into the immense city that was Coruscant.

A contingent of officers was there to greet my arrival, and with very little speech but fairly oozing with efficiency they led me into a room where we waited for Actar to arrive. He soon strode in, a slight smirk on his face, the one a rancor gets after he finally has eaten the pretty slave girl. The officers promptly saluted him; then they then backed out, leaving me alone with this powerful new employer of mine.

He turned those dark and unreadable eyes my way.

I nodded my helmeted head toward him, standing my ground. Decided the best approach was a frontal one:

"She's slipped away again, Actar," I growled briefly. Then I held up a gloved hand, belaying the reply I could see hovering on his lips. "But that's not a worry; I'm fairly certain where she's gone off to, as well as I'm certain I'll be able to appropriate her again."

Now I tilted by head down a bit. Clearly he was waiting for some sort of explanation. I drew in a breath, then continued:

"Look, it was my fault. I-- I committed a cardinal sin concerning her, and that is I let old feelings get in the way.

"Well... no more, Admiral. No more, I can guarantee you that. And as proof..."

Now I fished into my personal storage pouch and drew out the strange device Rathal had given to me. I handed it out to Actar.

"Seems like there's this fellow hanging about the galaxy who has some sort of grudge against you. He goes by the name of Narcolm; apparently he's some kind of Jedi drop-out. This is a communication device his little pal Jonovar Rathal handed over to me when they tried to..."

I couldn't help but hesitate a touch.

"...persuade me to doubling against you, and agreeing to take you on as a mark."

The universe exploded into shatters of dark and light.

A long and low groan suddenly erupted from my lips as my gloved hands flew up to my temples trying to rip asunder the sudden electric pain which was flaming inside my head. I fell to my knees, momentarily blinded to Actar or anything other than that awful, soul-destroying agony.

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"What..am I to do." Sid whispered confusedly to himself, his voice whittered and eyes dropped on by tears that had strained in his eyes.

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"Whe...WHERE IS THE ADMIRAL!" She screamed, noticing of the detetion room was of the Coruscant's land, by seemingly aquiring it with her ability of smell, attaining the endless smell of work.

She struggled uncomfortablly, rustling about in her cage, but keeping notice not to touch against the cage realm, still screaming the Admiral's name, attempting to grasp out for his notice, and to attain his eyes upon his. To aqquire his attetion, to manuever out, and even kill him for the situation she had been placed in, and her past...

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"Come in here and fight me you punk!" The youth exclaimated, as he tightened his fist, staring through the cage. HIs eyes darted toward the door, awaiting the guard to get involved in his immensed thought process, organized neatly into a plan.

Watching ahead of him, he could hear a weary rustling, and bustling banging outward the door, as his he could hear the sound of grinding teeth, churning together like a chorcal, as he placed his mind into yet another process of neuron tranmission.

"Move it dumby! Are you scared" He insultingly stated, grasping the undivided attetion from him, by a angering, hatred filled bang against the door, nearly tearing it from the hindges.

Rolling his lips back, he took them into a small smirk, wondering his thought process again back and forth, playing with his reaction.

The screams continued on, until two gaurds bumrushed the door, pointing their postils toward his head, and the large figure, framed much of the Admiral's stature, but certaintly not him, as he was nicely fit in and armed with a small pistol.

"I see you have found yourself smart in some form. I guess a physchical interogation would change of that..."

Minutes past since that situation, and he was the youth was unconscious upon the ground, with his mind travel with thoughts of the Jedi that had thought him in his time as a Padawane.

"Kid, what have you got yourself into.."

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it makes little difference to me...

"go, find galen and that Rathal... You MUST find them...it is imparative..."

the energy entaris held against sorben then turned into a gental, but irritating, pulsation...

things will not escap my control....

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Meanwhile

Dinla had attainted the speech, and had easily required it within his thought process, and took her lips otpimistically back. She knew she wasn't in the heat of hte situation, as he had manipulated the sitaution, and she might enabled to venture out and destroy of the Admiral after all.

"He...help me! My neck!" She screamed, attempting to reach, but her arms were tightly stuck as if she was completely infected with paralyzed shock.

"Huh?" The grunting sound of confusion burned outward the door, as the two gaurds trotted inside, and headed toward the cage, to attain eye contact with the situation of Dinla...
Meanwhile

Sid had followed the lead of Dinla, who had seperately began her fake illness, as had he. He trotted back and forth, as if his mind had been infected harshly by a bump of his head, unabling him to grasp hte attetion. His feet trashed against the ground, and he yelled loudly banging against the wall..

The gaurds rushed in, their eyes maintained upon him, as he contined the showcase of mental trouble, becoming a troublesome all so abruptly.

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He slipped the device into a compartment in his coat. With a giant wave of his arm to the left, sorben slammed against the right wall, and a black figure slammed against the left. Actar's saber was on, his senses at full attention, ready for the being to fight, and ready for it to run.

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Warden of the Prison

"Warden, prisoners 344562 and 344565 seem to be sick, how should we deal with them?" The warden heard from the commlink in his hand.

"Just as you would any other prisoner, pray they die in their cell." The warden replied. "Medical Treatment to those to prisoners has been completely restrcited by the Admiral himself."

"Heheh. Gotcha Warden."

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Banging against it, he rolled nicely along it, blood spurting from his mouth, as he fell into a consciousness. A bellowing of pain spurted from his mouth, grasping the notice of the gaurds in a sign of great pain, and a no consciousness. Motionless upon the surface, he laid there along the cold surface, chilling his flesh. The soft wind like the bite of a dog upon his consciousness. Like a toxic inhaling posion, he was motionless upon the surface, as his blue hair was neatly placed over his eye. Covering his outlook, his lids captured the essence of his blue iris. He had faded into a life of dream, and imgining. A void of unreality..

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It was all I could do to repress the shudder rising within me at the realization that that black blot had somehow been inside me. My eyes narrowed behind my visor, and I tightened my grip.

"I owe you one, Actar," I growled tersely. Then I tensed, ready to leap forward to the defense of Actar whether my esteemed employer desired this or not.

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"Then I guess I should continue on with my strike..Master?"

His eyes captured reality, and he adventured his open lids to the door. His mind boggled with the memories of unreality, and the mental link with his past master. The smile of himself, toturing his past with the joy that he never wanted to confront. It all had came like a throbbing pain, or ack in the back of his brain. He slowly strolled to the edge of the cage, upon his coated knees. Balancing himself before the front of the cage, he called out painfully.

"He-Help me..!"

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i shouldnt have let the evil within him ceace, i seperated my will and his to much...no matter.
Entaris thens tood a fierce laugh coming from benieth the dark hood.

"i said before to you sorben, it makes littel difference... You will not complete your objective now. And as for you actar, i hold no grudge, nor reson, to harm you in anyway...it is simply this man-" he motioned a gloved hand towards sorben. "-that i must deal with... BUT if you wish to come to arms...i am more then ready to feed apone your anger, you can not beat me actar, nor can you sorben, you are both filled with to much rage...every attack will make me stronger..." another laugh escaped from the hood. "although, you might be able to beat me, should you have the sheer skill needed to compete against me.." he then stoped red eyes flaring to life, staring directly into actars own eyes.

"we need not fight, you and I" he said soothingly "we are the same, you and I" he continued, his voice dripping with the force.

"We are one, you and I, yes, we both strive in the glory of darkness, i see it within your heart, you can not resist it, you and I, are joined... help me gain hold of the woman you sent him to retrieve, and both our lives will be filled with satisfaction..."

he then turned his deathly glar towards sorben, and extended a gloved hand. "as for you... I have no need for you, I can not let you live after you have felt my pressence..
you know to much." he hand closed into a fist, and raised, bringing the crouching sorben to a Stand, and then lifting him off the ground completly, he then flung the man to actars feet and said "but i leave him to your own disposle, he is your agent, not mine..."

Entaris' dark form shimmered slightly and he seemed to lose a bit of essence. waiting for the others reply to his offer, he was prepaired for anything.

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Sheesh, that thing is strong.... I thought as I lay there, pretending to be stunned. In reality however, my mind was whirling with possible avenues of retaliation, and even as the first question made itself known an answer immediately sprang into being.

I knew very well what this thing was, or at least what in all probability made it tick. It sure as Roon's Treasure wasn't any Sith... at least not the Sith I have come to associate with Roan. And from the power and the clues his words fairly dripped with, there certainly wasn't a speck of goodness anywhere within him, either.

Which meant that it probably operated strictly through the Force, and didn't have a handle on the further weirdness my ex-employer handled with such offhanded ease.

Which meant I could maybe do something about him.

Knowing Actar was probably more powerful than this black whatsis, I decided to give my plan a try. It couldn't hurt, and at least if I was destined to die here I'd go down fighting and not as some little pawn being bandied about.

Neither the blot or Actar noticed the sly movement of my hand as it crept beneath my armor, fishing around in the storage pouch where I had hidden the lightsaber I had killed that slimeball Dark with... as well as a little something extra I had managed to appropriate from my wife's flightsuit when she wasn't looking. My gloved fingers closed about an object which was about as far from intimidating as one could get...

...but one I knew would work against any Force user.

After all, hadn't it worked against that hellcat of a sister Galen had? And what about that other nasty, Darth Wicked? It had kept him stopped dead in his tracks as well.

Now it was but a timing thing... and when I thought the room would ignite into pure flame for the strength of the gaze Actar and this thing were passing back and forth, I burst into action. My finger hit the firing pin of my jet pack which I had skillfully hidden inside the index finger of my left glove; before either Actar or the inkblot were really fully aware of what was happening I blasted up to the ceiling, pulling the incongruous object from my storage pouch as I did.

"Get back, Admiral!" I yelled as I threw it at the coal-smudge. Actar didn't hesitate, but leapt back about fifteen feet, getting out of the personal space of the thing just as the little silvery ball erupted against his chest...

...and immediately encompassed him in a Force Cage. Not any force cage, but one strong enough to stop Lord Roan, had I desired to do such a suicidal thing against his person.

Bad enough as it was that I was siding with Actar against him.

The black blot looked positively furious, and immediately stepped toward the admiral, only to be stopped in place by the powerful Force cage. His red eyes prowled about himself like those of a predator as he assessed the situation, then calmly folded his hands together and stood quiet.

Actar glanced my way, and I at him. I reached into my pouch again, and drew out the little crystal key which would release the prisoner.

"There you go, Admiral," I said as I tossed it to him. "Looks like this guy and I have been hired to find the same mark, only it seems I'm the only one free to go find her now."

I then turned to the bipedal oil-drip and, just for giggles, composed myself as coolly as I could. A smile came to my lips as, leaning toward him, I began singing a soft little lullabye my mom used to sing to me....

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he then laughed at the foolishness of the one that had captured him.

"you must think your so clever...you must not understand the true nature of my power... no matter...i while i have no way of escaping, i do have other things i can do..."

The red dots beneth his hood then vanished for a moment apone re-apearing the cage shuddered, and expaned, realesing energy contrived of pure evil into the room filling every mind there with chaos. Screaming at them to release him from the cage, speaking truths and lies distorted by the path of madness, only one message was clear, the only option was to release entaris...

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The voice boiled once again, as a void faded over his eyes, falling slowly into insanity from the little amount of time without anything to hold, or have emotion for other then the soul sense of pain. The pain that didn't physchically injure, but mentally throbbed your brain. Sucking it from its sanity, and leaving it dry with pain, and insanity.

He helplessly grappled upon his knee's, bending into a curl, much of a dog, and shook back and forth along the cold surface, that seemed to parllel with his pain, throbbing inside his wounds. The wounds opened by hte lifeless atompshere roaming like a aroma throughout the small detetion chamber.

"Hel-Help me..." Sid's voice was hallow, but drenched with depression, and a fall from opression. A fall much of mental, other then ability to be dropped.

Motionless, he laid there, staring ahead through the slight cracks in the cage, and the one positioned from the formation of the door.

"A-Aid!"

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The Admiral sighed, looking at the situation, and directed a "Well done." at Sorben, who deserved it. He had so much he needed to do. Ignoring the black being that only a few minutes before had been the focus of their attention, he spoke to Sorben, "I'll be sure to have the device you've given to me....destroyed. Find Galen, bring her to me, and if possible, kill whoever she travels with. If you need anything, you know how to contact me. Now get to it." The bounty hunter nodded his helmet and turned to leave.

With Sorben gone, Actar turned his attention to the being in the force cage. Walking slowly towards it, he spoke, "The dark side clouds even your own vision, Entaris, for I feel no rage towards you. You will stay in your cage until you answer my questions." He sat down in a chair, facing the cage. "Of what importance is Galen to you?"

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entaris sat within the cage pondering that which had happened. He looked after sorben for a moment, pure hatred within his vision, Then listing to Actars question he stood and thought again.

"She is of little importance to me... But, i am allied with one that has plans for her, and those plans seem...interesting... enough for me to help in his gaining possession of the woman..."

Entaris' red eyes glowed fiercly as he stared into the admirals similerly evil eyes.

"Perhaps it is the path of the force, to guide us all into the company of eachother...what are your plans? perhaps we may all be of assistance to eachother..."

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It was roaming around in the base too, and suprisingly, Sid could feel the sharp thumping in his body telling him of the situation through his unconsciousness. Grasping out, he held tightly upon tiled, concrete surface. His fingers digged between the cracks, and he pushed himself up, gaining consciousness once more.

Staring toward the door, he wondered of his nightmare of darkness formed into a framing being had positioned himself before the door, gaurding him, and preparing for the execution.

In an abrupt fashion, fear stroke over him. The fear beyond the inablity of training as a Jedi could strain, and struggle against. A sense of fear of death-not death alone, but severe construction of toture. Slowly burning his body apart, and then taking him from the painful toturing chamber to another, only to leave him near death at the end, and placed in the insanity chamber once again. Suddenly, his brained snapped with those idea's, and as a purge of his body, he screamed loudly as a warrior. Not only a warrior, but as a Jedi.

The scream was loud, echoing through the cracks of the door, and blaming through the halls of the base, and down into the coordinates. Out the main base, and nearly through the world. His lungs nearly collasped with pain from the strainful scream or horrific warrior like mentallity, but the power of the scream renurised his body with wealth.

"I will...never loose!"

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He turned and walked out the door, turning the lights in the room off on his way. To the officer standing outside the door, waiting for the Admiral, he said, "The black man in the force cage is to be put aboard a droid shuttle and taken to...Kessel. He'll be taken to Kessel and released."

The officer implied he understood, and Actar returned to his personal quarters, where he contacted the Warden of the prison system, "Warden, Prisoner 344562 is to be put aboard the Droid Shuttle leaving for Kessel, where he will be set free. All weapons that were in his possesion are to be destroyed. The droid that was with him will also be destroyed, along with his ship." he paused, "And the girl, 344565, she'll be deported to Nar Shadaa."

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His mind was locking onto those days, and he was loving them. Where his hand grappled about the weapon, and destroyed of those Jedi's, meanwhile he had destroyed of his own teacher. Everything was of pure evil, but placed nicely between both. He felt as though everything was to be balance, and now he could simply devort his idea, our outlook on life to become balanced in both forms. The force of Darkness, and the form of Light.
"Gaurds, I must speak to the Admiral!" He shouted out, enabling him to strian the attetion from them.

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Things would most deffenetly end in his favor...the univers had a way of leaning to his side...darkness would win in the end...

he was soon aboard a ship the cage he was held in was well saccured against a wall.

A soldier approuched him and said, "we will be leaving shortly, as soon as we pick up one more passenger..." the gaurd then chuckled to himself, beleiving he held all the power. Meanwhile entaris simply continued thinking the dark thoughts...

it will end in my favor

((OOC: when ever your ready sid))

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Adventuring through the halls, the headgear was placed nicely over his face, covering it from seeing forth around the halls, as if he may attempt to come back to the planet and once again attack, which was the one thing that was on his mind. He wanted to create balance within him, and within the galaxy, and that would be impossible iwth the Jedi's locked up in their hell hole.

Rushing along the ground, they placed him in the Shuttle slowly, and then locked him within a cage, much as before but closer, as the concept of escaping then would probably be the best.

The gaurds walked past him, sneering at his body as he only grunted back in remark to their stupdity. He knew he could break them if it weren't for his unability to focus his eneregy within the cage, and holding his force ability.

"You..are weak!" Sid shouted in anger.

Abruptly they were slowly loading off the ground, and on their way out the atompshere. Skying over the accesior tree's that regined below, they were on their way. The wind bussled loudly outward from the ship, as they excereted from the atompshere, and out into the space. Whirling into a void of hyperspace, they were to be gone from the planet sphere, and on their way to the landing bay on Kessel.

Wandering his eyes outward the window, the stars sparkled as did yet another ship. A keen face spurted at the window, with rings rolling around both the being's wrist. It was a female humanoid, her face formed into a sneer, by the formation of her cheek. IT was Dinla, the one who attempted to destroy of him.

"At least I wont be around her.." Sid grumbled, as his eyes rushed down at his feet, wondering to himself, as a thumping os his heart became more intense.

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Entaris sat within his cage, after the second prisoner had been loaded and the ship was on its way through hyperspace, and began thinking of what he would do when he got out...

Most likely, roan will not be completly satisfied, but, that is little concern to me... Hmm..this one seems to be gaurded with as much caution as i...

entaris' voice came forth as a hiss. "whats your name?"

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"My name...is Sid Tork." His head wung ahead, toward hte ceiling of the cage. His eyes sparkled with a show of undeceased pain. Tears slowly trickled along his face, and he rung his head down, staring upon the surface. His eyes wandered, as the tears crinkled upon the ground.

"Why must I be in this situation. Why cant I be the hero!" He sternly outputted his words, in a anger filled voice, but churning to hold it in a ball of calmness.

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