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 PostPosted: Sun Oct 11, 2009 2:00 pm  Reply with quote  
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Venedictos admired the craft before answering. It was a fine piece of machinery and from what Ven had heard of his master's skills in mechanics, he had little doubt that the modifications had been done by Marix himself.

"I believe that my future lies with the Royal Guard. As honourable as the causes of the other Orders are, especially that which you command, Master, I wish for my place to be by the Emperor's side. Metaphorically, of course, I doubt that I'll be his personal guard, firstly, because I'm his former apprentice and secondly, because I attacked his house."
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Location: Designing a new superweapon...

"Suwantek TL-1800." Marix said, when he noticed Venedictos' gaze around the ship. "Modified from its original condition and power, of course."

The ship flew through many restricted zones in the capital's airspace, a bonus to being the guy in charge of those restricted areas. In no time they reached Marix's residence on Kuat. The ship was left in the private hangar beneath the ground.

Markaro Vos waved his hand for Venedictos to wait, and disappeared up a turbolift to his upper-story penthouse to change. Within five minutes he reappeared dressed in his normal attire. Marix was one of the few Sith to almost religiously wear protective clothing. The armor plates were taken from his Mandalorian Armor and placed on his upper arms and shoulders, upper and lower legs, as well as his chest. Underneath he wears a Cortosis-woven armor-protected long-sleeved shirt—over was merely a skintight synthetic black shirt—with matching armor-protected black pants. Hanging down to his Krayt-hide boots from his neck was a loosely fitted black cape, which furled out behind him as he walked. He was also fitted with his normal accompaniment of weapons and different items of a helpful nature.

Now suitably dressed for his departure and any surprises, he continued to lead his new Apprentice into the mansion. Stopping at yet another dead end, he activated a switch within the wall and a hidden turbolift was exposed by a moving wall panel. Stepping into it, with Venedictos behind him, he brought his apprentice down into his lair.

"You have yet to construct a lightsaber. That is something that can no longer be tolerated. A lightsaber is your second half, no. It is who you are. Your saber is you and you are your saber. The sooner you have one, the sooner you can begin to understand it."

He bade Venedictos to stop and wait. And headed off further into the underground chamber. He soon returned holding a crystal in his hand. "This is a Sapith Crystal. It is a good crystal for your first blade as it makes a easily controlled blade as compared to other crystals."

He then led Venedictos to a much smaller chamber. Devoid of anything with real value or power. Merely a tool room when compared with the others around it. "You will construct your saber here, once you have found the parts needed. You may take nothing from any of these rooms. You must find your saber elsewhere. Look into yourself and you will know what will work. Now go, you have three days."
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Venedictos bowed before leaving the room. He was locked on to his task from the moment Marix had given it. But a task was not all he had been given. Ven stopped suddenly and look at the Sapith in his hand. The crystal, at its youngest, was 5000 years old. Sapiths were rare and ancient, the secretion of some long-extinct creature from the Unknown Regions. Ven had seen one only once before, in his father's sceptre.

Ven had hated that sceptre.

His father would strike the Gungan slaves in their villa on the back of the head if they made even the slightest mistake, or if they didn't and he just felt like taking his anger out on something. Ven had tried on one occasion to help one such Gungan who had spilt his father's tea, only to receive his own smash to the head. He had woken up three days later, his father denying the whole thing and saying the Gungan had attacked Ven. Although he never found out for sure, he was almost certain his father had had the slave killed.

When Ven had killed his father, he had held up his sceptre to block the blast from Ven's pistol. Instead, the bolt had struck the crystal and scattered the blast, blowing his father's head to pieces. It had been a gruesome sight to say the least.

Ven thought about the sceptre again. As cruel a thing it had been in his father's hand, it was a beautiful piece of craftsmanship, woven from strands of liquid gold...

Ven knew there and then what he was going to do. It would be dangerous, some might even call it reckless and foolhardy but Ven knew it was what he had to do. He would master his father from beyond the grave. He would turn everything the man had stood for into a mockery, become his opposite. And the first thing he would do was claim his father's sceptre from his grave and reshape it into his lightsaber.

He hurried back to Marix, who was just leaving the chamber.

"Master, I know what direction I wish to go with in my lightsaber. I request leave of a day to go to Naboo and claim my father's sceptre so that I may reshape it into a lightsaber of my own design."
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"You may go. But it will take you more than one day to travel to Naboo. You will be accompanied at all times by a guard detail. Now that you are my Apprentice, you are a target. Because of the bindings the Council set upon us, you are the only hope the enemy has at getting to me. They do not understand that the bindings only work on you in that way, but they will try. And I would prefer to see your training through to its completion."

He led Venedictos up to the hangar and pointed to a Svelte-Class Shuttle, already manned with a platoon of 41st Elite Legionnaires.

"You will be taken to a Venator-Class Star Destroyer. That will be your vehicle to Naboo. Do your best to conclude your business quickly. I do not have all the time in the world to wait for you. You have three days to be back here to begin."

Marix was not always lenient, but he knew that lightsabers were delicate items, and if one needed something, it was best to have it. Otherwise, your blade would not be yours.
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Ven bowed low to the Supreme Commander.

"Of course, my master, I shall make haste to Naboo and back immediately."

Ven strode confidently to the Svelte-class and took his place among the members of the 41st. The take off was smooth and effortless, Ven noticed. Marix certainly kept his equipment in good condition, however big or small. Ven leaned back slightly in his seat, enough to be comfortable but short of becoming lax. He was the apprentice of the Supreme Commander and former apprentice of the Emperor, on a Military transport with members of one of the elite divisions of the Military, he could not afford to be lax, he had to be ready to spring into action at any time.

Immediately after breaking free of the Kuati atmosphere, the ship jumped into hyperspace. Ven would have preferred to make the journey to his home-planet in the Bás, his Nubian yacht, which would have been far more inconspicuous than showing up in a Star Destroyer accompanied by the Supreme Commander's bodyguards. But what had happened had happened, so Ven just stared at the ceiling and started counting the rivets as space and time themselves were warped around him.

A couple of hours later, or so it seemed to Ven, they left hyperspace to find themselves staring face to face with a Venator-class. The small shuttle docked in the massive Star Destroyer. Once on-board, Venedictos was directed to quarters set aside for him, consisting of a plain room, with a great degree of empty space and sparse furniture. Ven nodded admiringly. This was a true Military room. Suddenly becoming overcome with fatigue, Ven lay down on the very basic cot and slowly, but surely, drifted off into a light sleep.

The next day...

"Apprentice Appo, we have arrived."

It was one of the 41st. Ven rose swiftly and did his stretches. He put one hand behind his head and pulled it down with the other one, then swapped and repeated the motion several times. He stretched every muscle in his body as he had upon every awakening for several years.

"What time is it, Colonel?" asked Ven, assessing the man's rank based on his uniform.

The Colonel himself did not look mildly impressed, instead simply responding "18:00 Local Time."

Ven nodded to himself.

"Night is just falling. We shall go now. Our destination is Theed Cemetery, the Appo Mausoleum. Our objective is to claim the sceptre of Dioltas Appo."

The Colonel nodded and stepped to the side as Ven left the room. The two walked side by side to the hangar, where the Colonel quickly and gruffly addressed the platoon. A few minutes later, they were once again on the Svelte-class, on their way down to the planet's surface and Ven's homeplace, from whence he had been exiled so many years ago, Theed.

Theed

Ven and the 41st strode through the back alleys of Theed, avoiding the main streets. Ven did not think he would run into any members of his family but all families on Theed were connected one way or the other, and he did not want his return to be put on the grapevine back to his mother, to the Queen, or worse, to his grand-uncle, the Grand Mage. Ever since the incident in the Temple, Ven had given Aequitas a wide berth. He knew when someone did not warrant encountering, and Aequitas was such a person.

It took a number of minutes for Ven to get his bearings back but soon he had worked out a secretive route to the Cemetery that would have them arriving at 19:30 LT, half an hour after the gates were closed. The Cemetery was a surprisingly uncommon target for thieves, but it was generally accepted that the only criminals in Theed were its politicians.

When they arrived, Ven was pleased to see he had been correct. The gates of the Cemetery were closed. He nodded to the Colonel, confirming that he was going in. Ven burst into a run, and just as he reached the high fence, jumped, but it was more than a normal jump. This jump was augmented with the Force and carried Ven just clear of the long, metal spikes atop the fence, so elegant in the light, so threatening in the night. Ven landed hard, but bent his knees and rolled to reduce the shock.

He stood up immediately and burst off into another run. The Cemetery was vast and Ven had to get to the Mausoleum, take the sceptre and then leave in time to get back to Kuat. Ven had often gone on long walks through the Cemetery, identifying the graves, tombs and mausoleums of great Palace Guards, of Queens and Senators. The Appo Mausoleum was about one mile from his current destination. Ven kept a constant speed, knowing if he stopped for even a second, he would lose his momentum and weariness would rack his limbs.

A good deal of time later, Ven finally found the Appo Mausoleum. He had planned his next move carefully. He extracted his blaster from the breast holster of his robe and aimed a shot at the lock of the door. It was blasted clean off and Ven sent the door itself tumbling down with a flying kick. Once inside, Ven disabled the alarm using the code he had taken from his father's desk oh so many years ago.

Now calm, Ven quietly sneaked through the depths of the death house. Tombs of great Appos surrounded him on all sides and the Mausoleum was connected to a tunnel running deep into the ground. At the deepest point of the tunnel was the tomb of Brant Appo, a great Alchemist and scientist who had contributed a great deal of wealth and power to the Appos, as well as to the fields of Alchemy and cybernetics. Based on his father's few achievements, his wealth, his social status, his appearance and his gender, Ven placed him in between the fifth and eighth chambers.

Ven jogged down the tunnel but found no sign of his father's tomb where he had placed it. Then he remembered that his father had been martyred by him and that he would thus be resting in the eleventh chamber. Ven jogged down and, as expected, saw his father's white marble tomb in the centre of the chamber. He walked slowly over to it and brushed his fingers along the beautiful stone. Then he shattered it. Like, all stones, marble had weak-points and a simple, slight application of Force push, or even sheer physical strength, on one such point would shatter the whole rock. Corusca gems were particularly vulnerable to these so-called shatterpoints, despite their toughness.

Now covered in shards of rock and dust, Ven gazed on his father's form with hate. Dioltas had been buried not only with his sceptre, but his hunting knife and cloak. The considerable gap where his head had been was filled with a porcelain head, his death mask made from a previous bust, making him appear younger than he had been. Ven took the sceptre from his father's cold, lifeless hands and stowed it in his cloak. But he could not leave it like that. He took the hunting knife in his hands and stuck it in the hollow mouth of the effigy. He cut long wounds from the corners of his porcelain father's mouth to the ears. Then he took the knife to his own wrist and let a light dribble of blood seep out. He smeared the blood along the wounds before pinching the blood vessels with the Force. The wound would be healed before he returned to Kuat. Ven shoved the hunting knife into his father's very real heart and then left. He reappeared outside the Cemetery an hour later, looking no stranger than he had when he entered. He nodded to the Colonel and he and the 41st started making their way back to the Star Destroyer.

Kuat

Ven did his morning stretches. He had arrived on Kuat with three hours to spare. He was not going to waste them however, first he would do his stretches and then he would report directly to the Supreme Commander.

Having gone through the motions, Ven made his way to the pool in the back of the mansion, where he had been informed the Supreme Commander was enjoying a rare swim. He saw the Kiffu Sith Lord in the clear, blue water and bowed deeply.

"I have returned, Master."
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Location: Designing a new superweapon...

Not bothering to look up, Marix dove backwards to the bottom. It was a rare occasion that he had the time to swim, and he was not going to let anyone ruin this occasion, short of a Military Invasion of Kuat. He floated near the bottom of the pool, letting his mind meditate while he was suspended, free from gravity. He stretched his mind out, feeling all living things around him, pushing the bubble out further until he could just barely sense the life forms.


Returning to the top he cut crisp strokes through the water, speeding across the blue road. His hair was streamlined back from the force of the water. Reaching one side of the pool, he turned and headed back the other way. He was okay with making Venedictos wait, maybe his Apprentice would take the time to meditate.

After 20 minutes or so, he headed for the stairs to get out. Drying off, he held out a hand to Venedictos. "What was it you sought out on Naboo?"
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((Ven already informed Marix of what he was looking for;

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He hurried back to Marix, who was just leaving the chamber.

"Master, I know what direction I wish to go with in my lightsaber. I request leave of a day to go to Naboo and claim my father's sceptre so that I may reshape it into a lightsaber of my own design."
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Location: Designing a new superweapon...

((He just meant give it to him. And if you sought out something else. Like maybe finally defeating your father, or some emotional tie.))
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Ven placed his father's sceptre into his master's waiting hand. The magnificent gold shone in the Kuati sunlight.

"I sought two things, master. Closure and vengeance. The latter has only just begun."
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Location: Designing a new superweapon...

Marix waved the staff in the air, testing its balance, weight, and flow. "You have never built a saber before. Are you sure you wish to begin with what appears to be your emotional connection to the Force? Do you want to have your first try be with this staff?"

He led Venedictos back down to the chamber he had been in before. "Think about that. You have three days. By then, you will have a saber."
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*Cough*
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((Forgive me, my master, but unexpected IRL events have caused me to be suddenly away from my computer for a while. I should have a post up tomorrow.))
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((Forgive me again master, my personal life has been very hectic lately.))

Ven considered his master's words. Marix's point had merit. But Ven had chosen his course of action and he would follow it through. He listed from memory the main components of a lightsaber.

Hilt, pommel cap, diatium power cell, blade emitter, emitter matrix, inert power insulator, focus lens and crystal.

The staff itself would function as the hilt and pommel cap, while Marix himself had provided the crystal. Ven started looking around the room and quickly found almost all the necessary parts. All he was missing was a focus lens. Ven did another sweep of the room and managed to find a box of dusty old focus lenses on top of a shelf. He took one from the box and polished it until it shone and gleam. Ven arranged all the components out together on a table and inspected each one. He repled the power insulator as it was misconfigured and replaced it with a new one. Now sure that he had all the necessary parts, he picked up his father's sceptre and a drill. He measured the circumference of the sceptre, each of the components and the drill bit. Thinking the drill bit was a couple of sizes too small, he replaced it with a larger one before clamping the drill and the sceptre into two vicegrips.

With pain-staking precision, Ven slowly and carefully drilled into the sceptre. Every couple of inches, he pulled the drill out and then brushed off the gold shavings. His progress was slow but sure. He had been drilling for over an hour when he was finally finished. He filed the inside, assuring that it was smooth and that none of the components would jam when he inserted them.

Ven put the hilt down and turned to the other components. Because of the unorthodox way in which his lightsaber was being constructed, he would have to put together the internal circuitry first and the insert them into the hilt.

First he put the diatium power cell in to the power field conductor, making sure it was secure and immovable before placing both into the inert power insulator. Next he screwed the crystal mount on to the power cell and put the Sapith crystal in to it. With that done, he attached the focusing lens to the power insulator and aligned it perfectly with the Sapith. Assured that the alignment would not change, Ven extracted the Sapith once more, knowing he would have to meditate with it before his lightsaber could be complete. Ven closed the crystal energy chamber around the focusing lens but did not seal it, since he would have to open it later to re-insert the Sapith.

Next he attached the cycling field energizers, leaving a gap between them as the blade energy channel. He connected the field energizers to the energy modulation circuits and connected them to the power cell. Finally, he attached a blade emitter shroud to the blade emitter, the blade emitter to the emitter matrix and all three to the energy modulation circuits.

He measure the length of the whole thing and made some adjustments to make sure it fit perfectly into the hollowed out saber. Then he measured the distance from the base of the power insulator to each of the two variable resistors in the energy modulation circuits, where the blade length and power adjustors would be located. He used the measurements to mark the two points where the adjustors would be on the hilt and drilled two holes. He selected two adjustors made from a gold-like metal and checked if they fit. Finding that they didn't, he drilled through again with a larger drill bit and checked again, this time finding that they fitted perfectly.

Ven checked the time. Making the hilt and putting the parts of the lightsaber together had taken him over nine hours and now the sun was beginning to set. Ven extracted the Sapith from his robe and held it up to the fading light, where it glittered beautifully. Taking the crystal out of the sunlight, he walked to the center of the room and sat down with his legs crossed and his hands on his knees. He raised the crystal into the air with the Force and closed his eyes. Keeping his breathing slow, he focused all of his Force presence and thought on to the crystal, keeping his focus absolute until he no longer perceived the world around him and only he and the crystal existed. Now secure in his meditation, Ven started pumping his energy into the crystal, and in return knowledge of the crystal was placed back into him. With each passing second, he knew more about the crystal, its shape, its dimensions (though he knew them not in any quantity, but instead in relation to his own dimensions) and where its strengths and weaknesses lay. As the connection between Sith and crystal became stronger, Ven lost all sense of time and being and entered a trance...

49 hours and 33 minutes later

Ven regained consciousness and lowered the crystal into the palm of his right hand. The little crystal was now brimming with the supernatural energy of the Force. Ven checked the time. He had 13 and a half hours before his master would be expecting Ven to have the lightsaber complete. Ven picked himself up off the floor and made his way to the table where he had left the parts of his lightsaber. Being careful not to disrupt the alignment of any of the components, he opened up the crystal energy chamber and put the Sapith into the primary crystal mount. He closed the energy chamber once more and welded it shut with a small but powerful torch. Once it was sealed, he filed off the small ridge of metal along the joining line, ensuring that the internal parts fit perfectly into the hilt.

With the crystal in its appropriate place, Ven carefully and slowly inserted the internal workings into the hilt. Once everything was inside, Ven attached the blade length and power adjustors to the side, welding them on to the variable resistors while making sure he didn't weld them to the hilt itself. Then he welded the blade emitter to the hilt and filed down the ridge of metal, giving the lightsaber a smooth, sleek appearance. The entire process had taken Ven another two hours.

He held the lightsaber in his hands and did a few moves with it. He was concerned about the grip. The lightsaber was completely smooth, so if Ven was wearing cloth gloves while using it, it could slip completely out of his hands. Ven searched the room and found a small but thick sheet of durasteel.

He took the sheet of durasteel over to a workbench and used a fireblade to cut a few equal strips from it. Once they were cut, he heated them with the welding torch and then tapped them lightly with a hammer, giving them a slight curve to match the sceptre. Once the strips were made, he welded them to the middle of the lightsaber and filed off the metal ridges. Once the lightsaber was cooled down, he picked it up and tried again. The durasteel was still perfectly smooth. He took the file again and started filing down the durasteel strips, until each one had a slight but noticeable lip at either end. After polishing the strips, he picked the lightsaber up again. While the durasteel was still smooth, the lips helped him to keep his grip and he was sure they would function just as well should he be wearing cloth gloves.

Ven checked the time. Marix was due to be arriving in less than half an hour.
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The Supreme Commander heard his chrono chirp an alarm. Venedictos should be finished with his saber by now. If he wasn't, then perhaps it was time for a new master. The Military Executor stood up and stretched. He had been resting in his office chair, a very comfortable one, for the few several minutes of peace that he had in a normal day.

Getting up he quickly visited his armory and security center, as well as checking his datapad for messages and then made his way down to the lair.

"Venedictos. How confident are you in your craftsmanship?"
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Ven held the lightsaber out for his master to examine.

"It is neither the work of a Blades Master nor of a blunderer. It is most certainly not one of the best lightsabers of the Order but it is more than adequate for my needs and it functions at least as well as any other lightsaber."


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