Lord Tenebrous wrote:Lord Tenebrous of course would be present for the momentous occassion, regal and impressive in her impressive regalia.
How she wished Lyria was here to see all the festivities. She was certain the girl would've loved all the colorful lights, the festive games, the sweets being offered at various vendors.
She sighed... she really, really missed her daughter on a day like today.
Lord Tenebrous wrote:Shaisha gave the lady a smile, though a curious one. "You seem troubled, Dayana."
Lord Tenebrous wrote:She crossed her arms, carefully considering what she really saw and thought, so that she could provide a sensible answer.
"There are similarities, yes, but I see a better path. The former wanted to devour all existence in the galaxy... this does not. My will is free, and the restructuring will be for the better. In a way, it is more than what I could've hoped to achieve as a member of the Dark Council."
Lord Tenebrous wrote:"Why, my lady, it almost sounds like you got a taste for such deeds now," she teased with some dark humor.
Dayana Valthren wrote:"That is the curse of a deed once performed, isn't it? Once one knows she is capable of such a thing, a repeat is not so unquestionable."
Dayana sighed. "I never had any intention of involving myself to such an extent here on Ziost. Nor do I intend on pursing anything similar." She gave a warm smile. "Hopefully that alleviates any concerns for one of your position."
Her demeanor shifted back to one more grim. She held up her hands in front of herself. "I carry scars from that day, darling. They're immaterial, only visible through the Force. I don't imagine they'll ever heal." Her 'gaze' turned to Shaisha. "My abilities are apparently limited, because I do not see any visible taint on you. Or perhaps you're more fortunate, more resilient."
Lord Tenebrous wrote:"True. It does dispel some of the magic and awe around such figures..." she mused thoughtfully, for now entertaining Dayana's train of thought.
"Don't worry... that you did it at all to begin with surprised me, though a pleasant surprise it was. You have a gentle soul, my lady, and I mean no disrespect when I say it - perhaps it is your strength, that gentleness. It's certainly a rarity in this place."
As Dayana's expression became more grim, so too did Shaisha become more serious, and she considered the ambassador's words. "Perhaps because my scars have been there for a long time. They're a part of me and have been so since before you and I met. It's hard to see old scars sometimes, as they sometimes fade in appearances... but the memories are there."
Lord Tenebrous wrote:"Gentle compared to most Sith," she corrected herself with a wry smirk.
"Don't know what these sins you speak of are... or do you mean those who have turned their backs on the Dark Side?" Shaisha asked, one brow raised with interest at Dayana.
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