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Saya Saren; Sith Master
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Topic Started: Mar 22 2010, 07:46 AM (456 Views)
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Saya Saren
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Mar 22 2010, 07:46 AM
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OOC Info: Name/Alias: Saphy Age:25 Gender: Female Method of Discovery: sexy vexie
I've read the rules and the words are: Approved DK
IC Info: Name: Saya Saren Alias/Nickname: N/A for now Age: 32 Gender: Female Species: Twi'lek Faction: Sith Rank: Sith Master Homeplanet: Naboo
Force Sensitive: yes Force Powers: Core Powers: Telekinesis -Mastered Telepathy- Skilled Force Sense- Mastered Force Speed- Advanced
Darkside Chain: Force Choke -Advance Force wound- Mastered Force Crush- Advance
Defense: Force Barrier- Mastered Saber Barrier -Mastered Fear - Skilled Lightning- Advanced Beast Control-Mastered
Appearance:Black/Blue mini-top, snugged fit, black utility belt with various pouches as well as a lightsaber on each hip. skintight black pants with blue trims and knee high black boots.A vibro-blade, tucked into the side of her right boot can be seen. She'd a Red Lethan Twi'lek, with flame like tattoo patters on her lek and body. Silver eyes. Wide hips. 44DD chest.
Possessions: two lightsabers (hilts and gold and silver. One blade is Silver, other is Red). Two Vibro blades. various pouches on her belt. Her 3-Z light freighter she has name " Dagger"
Her Pet Terentatek Named Gizzy
Personality:Serious, intelligent, dutiful, punctual, and responsible. You may notice that nowhere in that list of virtues is ‘fun-loving’, ‘sympathetic’, or ‘easy-going’ mentioned. She is not comfortable with overt demonstrations of emotions, pleasant or otherwise, and tends to flounder in situations where emotional distress is involved. She is very practical-minded, always trying to solve or fix a situation. If she has a saving grace, it is that she is harder on herself than on anyone else, and continuously pushes herself to achieve and excel at all of her endeavors. Thus, disciplining or rebuking her doesn't bring about any rebellion or self-pity, but rather an iron-clad determination to try again and make sure she suceeds this time.
History:
The young girl, about five years old twisted a piece of cloth in her hands. Her mother Caposatia, was a brilliant seamstress in their small part of town. She never knew her father, told he was killed in a pirate raid while transporting local goods. Quit often she would one sent for a commission for the Queens royal wardrobe. Brilliant and colorful patterns for any occasion. The young girl loved it, watching her mother weave and sew the fine clothing. One of the best in the land, but also it came with a price. Saya, didn't know it then why one day someone would have wanted to harm her mother.
Caposatia, was working on a new dress for the queen when it happened. A brilliant shade of green, the darkest color of an emerald with silver and gold trim. Saya, took up her normal perch on a stool nearby to watch when the door was slammed open. A couple men in robes marched in. Much of the detail fuzzy for the girl as her mother whisked her away. Pulling her down the hall and shutting a door behind them. Saya was frightened, tears pooling down her face as the door began to crack behind them. Opening a secret panel she was pushed inside and told to stay quiet. The young girl couldn't see anything but heard the door give and her mother apprehended,demanding where the child was. Naturally her mother said nothing as they began to tear the place down. Saya, frightened, stayed still, barley breathing in fear that she would be found.
After what seemed like hours the men left, thinking she had slipped passed them threw the back window and out into the streets to hide. It wasn't until hours later when the Naboo security forces came in that she came out. Collapsing on the floor as she was carried away. For the queen was worried, Caposatia had supposed to drop off one of the other dresses that day and was never late and had sent someone to check on her. When the door was found forced in the security came. Only she was recovered. Caposatia was nowhere to be found and would never be heard from again. The dress that she had started to work on lay in a heap on the floor. Before they left Saya managed to tear a piece of the gentle cloth from it, to which she would carry for the rest of her life in her mothers memory.
The Queen took pity on the small child and decided that she would stay in the palace until she was of age to be of use to the court or make her own choices. Saya was to be given private tutors, but for the small lythan Twi'lek, it didn't fill in the confusion or loss. Even at five she understood there was something truly odd. She had teachers even with her mom. She never saw others like herself. Her mother would only smile and say things to calm her down. For Saya had human friends. It was several weeks later that she decided to leave the palace and go see her friends. The young girl was given condolences, which she ignored.All she wanted were friends and to move on.
Saya, found something else. Making it out into the outer city she rounded a corner and was grabbed and then darkness was all she knew. However long sh was out, Saya didn't know. It could have been hours, or days. When she came to, it was in a cool room; the gentle thrum of an engine was heard as she focused her eyes and had sat up shivering. A man had then walked into the room and her eyes opened. "Good. You do remember me." His voice was dark and smooth to her. Saya stared and asked where her mother was. She never was told. Instead the man had asked why she was on a planet secluded from her own kind. Why she was taught away from other youngsters.
This had confused the girl. The man went on to say that they had been looking for her for a very long time. That her mother wasn't her mother. That she was kidnapped. her real mother died in childbirth and that she was a special child with special powers that he could teach her how to use them. Saya didn't want to believe it. How could it be true? But the man had sat then next to her and showed her a simple power. He lifted the pillow off her bed and floated it around her room. Saya forgot about everything for the moment and smiled. "Show me!" She demanded. The man nodded and had brought out a small ball and put it in his hand and began to teach her how to move it. After only a couple tries, she had it lifting and then falling to the ground with a contorted look on her face before she stopped and nearly tossed a fit. "Don't worry. That's very Impressive. With practice I can teach you much more. You will master this and other powers. If I hadn't found you. You would never had known. Do you want to try more?" He had asked Saya,knowing the young girl was hooked by the sweet lies. Saya nodded as he took his hand into hers and they left the room.
10 years later
Clenching her teeth, Saya waited as her opponent jumped up and off the wall above her. 'fool' she thought. It was a stupid move as she reached out with the force and flung a chair up in the air at him. It was enough of a distraction as hetwisted his body to block it. Saya force jumped up and right as he was hitting the chair she struck him in the back with an upper cut with the training saber. The boy screamed in pain as she smiled in victory. Landing back down in a crouch as the boy slammed into the hard ground. His master screaming insults while hers only nodded with a feint smile on his lips. She was one of the top students and everyone knew it. Not that Saya didn't have her own saber burns. her Master, Malica.. Saw to that on their training sessions. It was all about the training and power. Saya wanted it all and didn't care how she got there now. She still held that cloth from that day back in Naboo. If only as a reminder that it was true and not a dream.
As Saya grew older, the training grew harder and her Master grew older and weaker. They both knew it. The Twi'lek knew she was getting to the point she would soon surpass him. She wasn't a little child anymore. Past the age of twenty, she was growing ever more stronger. Her core powers were growing as she worked on them harder. Wanting to have them Mastered. Those she had beaten as a child, now challenged her again. Thinking that because they worked on stronger powers they could beat her. They came close, but still were beaten. Her Master sent her on more missions. Mainly to test her strengths. Each time she returned with whatever item he needed.
Each time he taught her another skill she desired. This continued on for several more years until she decided to challenge him one more time at the age of 29. That battle she won and left her Master for dead. She defeated him and won, but he wanted death. Because it was what he wished, she denied it to him. Saya learned all she needed of him and went off on her own to learn secrets and powers on her own for several more years. Taking a ship from Malica she left for a while. There was no reason for her to stay. At least, no personal reasons. Training and Power was everything for her. If that meant having to leave for a few years to acomplish her goals, so be it. So, the choice was made. Taking her time with her own personal training before returning to the Sith home world at the age of 32.
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"Must I wear the ball gag too?" and saph says, "Yes dear, if only for obediance." and he would be all weeping, "Yes Mistress Saphy."
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Saya Saren
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Mar 22 2010, 10:09 AM
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"Must I wear the ball gag too?" and saph says, "Yes dear, if only for obediance." and he would be all weeping, "Yes Mistress Saphy."
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Amanda Tresky
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Mar 22 2010, 10:16 AM
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