Thread: Among Dark Star's

Name Xenia pronounced Zen-yacenter I couldn't just sit around and wait anymore. It had been years and the investigation went cold. They had essentially stop searching waiting literally for leads to come to them rather than seeking leads. It was as if they expected him to just show up at their doorstep. But he was gone, and no one knew anything about what had happened to him. Secretly, I knew the subliminal message being shared among the council. That he was probably buried 10 feet in the ground in some forgotten sea of trees or at the bottom of the ocean. They stopped because they thought he was dead. But I didn't. I refused to believe it, and so I left. Go up and left one night. Didn't even tell a soul. I was just a few missions away from becoming a Jedi Master myself but I couldn't make that lifetime decision to dedicate my soul to the Jedi, especially not after my dear brother's disappearance was swept under a rug. I decided to take matter into my own hands, and I was willing to get them pretty dirty to finally find him. A series of leads lead me to a small village where flea markets and black market trades were popular and known. I knew I was getting hot. I had heard rumors of the 'Man that Knows it All'. I just didn't know who this man was that everyone was referring to. Have you seen this man? He would be older now... I raised a small picture of him to a local jewelry saleswoman. She shook her head nervously. But just as I was about to leave, she stopped me and slowly pointed to a man down the street. She didn't seem to be able to speak. She nodded her head and gestured at the man. He would know? Grimacing, she continuously pointed, urging me to go over there. I did as she motioned. Approaching the man, I interrupted him in the process of scrambling around. Trying to avoid eye contact, he nervously moved away. I held the picture up to him and his eyes widened he was horrified. No! No... don't know who that is! Sorry! But I had yet to say anything. Really? You sure? He continued to shake his head, insisting he wasn't involved. A smirked before I grabbed him. Snatching him by his collar, I slammed the side of his face onto a table. Holding a plasma gun under his chin, I slapped the image of my brother next to his nose. I think you want to take another look... His lip quivered slightly before he nodded and held the image closer to his face though still being held to the table. Speak. Where is he!? He shook his head again, still silent, refusing to speak. WHERE IS HE? Digging my nails into his collar, I rolled the man onto his back. I now stood over him as his back folded to the edge of the table. Face to face, I slowly let go. Why...? I asked him, my voice suddenly calm. What do you want from me in exchance? I know how it works... I slowly started to back up. There needs to be something in it for you. My finger ran seductively down his torso. What about those slaves you sell? Hm? He looked intimidated but confused. Moving my lips closer to his, Why don't I be you slave. My hot breath beat against his course lips. I was just centimetres from kissing the ugly beast before me. I was willing to go through great extremes.