>>To the Galaxy and Back<< A 1x1.

[Captain Plucky]

Kunai felt himself heavily inhale with his nose, trying to get a lot of air; but not wanting to seem desperate. As Kent continued to talk and approach, the Sith stood his ground, tilting his head at the smaller man like he was wasn't making sense due to idiocy. He opened his eyes once more, meeting Obi-Siths gave evenly. It was very satisfying to see him lose his temper, even if it was only a little bit. "Just like I stated before: You cockily exclaim about your powers and attempt to scare me into submission, but I don't fear you or any other Sith. Even if I die, which I assure you that such a thing won't happen, no one is truly forgotten. We still have people we affect, and those who will remember us and continue the terror that comes with our name. At least my apprentice, Vokem, is simple-minded enough to do that." Kunai didn't even mention Kent's accusation of him being afraid of Plauegis. He instead jived at other areas of the conversation, subtly steering away from the topic of the other Sith's Master. "However, the same line could be used on you. Sometimes, no matter how hard we try, we are forgotten. No matter how much you attempt to change history, people are going to take your legacy and spit on it." Kunai's eyes widened, showing his creepily constricted pupils and blood-moon iris'. He crossed his arms, his breathing finally becoming calmer and less distressed. "The people in the future will twist your story, and always claim you did things you never did. They'll shout and shrill about how you ruined the past, announcing that it would be best that you never got involved. So tell me, Kent..." he paused, resting his chin on one of his hands. "What is best? To be forever forgotten, like you claim I will be, or to live with a history that people will always try to fight and change?"

[Master Obi-Wan]

"I prefer option C." stated Kent, there was no option C. "I know I will never be forgotten, unlike you I have several individuals who actually care about me and one of them has a life expectancy of a century." Kent never made contact with any people he cared about, around other Sith Lords. "I also believe that your apprentice will be glad to see you gone and gladly forget you." Kent assumed, from the conversation the Sith Lord had with his apprentice earlier. "If people always tried to change my history, why should I care. Like you said I will be dead at that time and like I said Sith do not become one with the force. Therefore opinions of others will not affect me after my passing." Kent let go of the force choke on Kunai, simply loosing interest. "Oh almost forgot, my option C, the answer to your question. I prefer to be immortal, unlike you I do posses the knowledge of how to achieve that." Kent toyed with an idea of using another force trick to inflict some dear on Kunai. Kent could sense that deep down there was something they were currently discussing that scared Kunai.

[Captain Plucky]

Kunai had to admit that Kent made a few good points, but he wouldn't relent in the conversation. "So, you'll simply become immortal, and eventually live out everyone you love? Is that the point you're trying to taunt me with?" he tut-tutted, beginning to rebuild his argument. "As you know, us Sith gain our strength through passion, and that is something you grow tired of the more you live. People seem to treat you with more distaste, and the ones you care about grow farther apart, no matter how much you try to prevent it. Even if one of your friends will live for a century, being immortal will make that time seem very, very short." Kunai carelessly threw one of his hands behind his back, resting it below his shoulder blades. "From what I'm getting, option C is living out all you love, growing more distant from the world and everything you once knew, and becoming immortal just to prove a point in a conversation. What a wonderful idea." Kunai's tone was woven with sarcasm as he continued to stare at Kent, finally feeling his neck being fully released. His forehead was beginning to ache from the sudden rush of air, but that was fine. At least he was alive.

[Master Obi-Wan]

"That is not what I said. Or perhaps you were too foolish to understand." stated Kent. "I could make others immortal if I wish so but I won't force it upon them." Kent was thinking of several things he could use the force for right now. "To grow immortal is to grow with the force, not grow distant of the world but rather become one with it. Plus, passion comes in different forms and many too. To achieve such level within the force: one must have passion through which they gain focus, a serenity filled with chaos of their own for no other then the force to interfere." Kent took a pause, letting everything he said sink in. "It is near impossible to out grow it unless one has given up on their life. Option C is, to put it simply for a weak mind like yours, an option to wield the force in the favor of one that will no hinder anyone else or one selves. Perhaps that explanation was too complex for your mind too Master Kunai." Kent made fun of Kunai, in the empty chamber.

[Captain Plucky]

(That moment when Obi-Wan's argument is so good you have to stop writing and take the rest of the day off. X3)

Kunai could feel himself losing ground in the conversation, but he didn't let that become as obvious as it seemed. He reminded himself to keep calm and collected, knowing that he wouldn't make any good points if he continued at his current, silent panic. "Realize that, no matter what you try to do, you will grow hateful of the world. As a Sith, we only become more bitter. Our compassion becomes for only a few things, and that's it. Once you grow older, you will understand that, no matter what you try to do; the world will only give you more reasons to burn it down." he crossed his arms, his expression going neutral. "I get a feeling from you, Kent. You say things that are so unorthodox to the Dark Side. It's almost like...you're hiding something." Kunai slit his eyes, turning his head to the side. "I'll think about going to the meeting, but don't hold your breath. Actually, do hold it, because I want you to suffocate. I believe we're done here."

[Master Obi-Wan]

That made my evening )))

"I believe we are done here too." stated Kent, adjusting the hood of his robes and crossing his arms. He turned to leave not planing to say anything else but something tempted him to, perhaps it was the force. "I am merely an apprentice, Master Kunai. It is in my nature to question the ways I am trained and the ways of the dark side so I can become stronger, knowing all its secrets. I do believe your own Master, Darth Velius, would have been disappointed in you if he was still her." With that Kent headed for the door. No need to give out more unnecessary information to a fool who can use it against him. Kent considered that the teaches of Qui Gon Jinn were really getting to him. His Jedi Master taught him not to hide from the dark side but embrace it and use it to his advantage. But since he was only an apprentice he couldn't stand against a group of Sith who altogether might out-power him.

Obi Wan stood by and watched. If Kunai knew, then everything would have been so obvious. Obi Wan thought as he scrunched up the sleeves of his robes to keep him calm, he knew it was just a memory and he knows what happens years after this but it is still so terrifying at the same time. When Kent mentions Darth Velius, Obi Wan practically freezes where he stands, not moving a muscle. He hasn't heard that name in a long time and he still wishes he hadn't.

(((Also something I forgot to tell you with the things I write. Watch out for the tiniest of details because I like to sort of foreshadow events and character traits through them. c:)))

[Captain Plucky]

(Haha, I'm glad! :3)

Kunai clenched his fists together at Darth Kent's words. But, he was done with talking. He knew that, if Veilus was here, he would disagree. Besides, his Master wasn't important right now. What he needed to do was finish up his work, and then go and train. You could never be prepared enough for a battle.

Vokem was still shivering, thinking heavily over the things his Master had said. With this warning, it was much harder to think clearly of what to do. Since Kunai kept the man around his fingers tightly, it was difficult to do something behind his back. And, with the Jedi, especially Obi-Wan, watching him very carefully, that only made it harder. Claudia stopped her playing for a moment and stared at him, her grey eyes curious and suspicious. "Daddy, why are you so cold?" she asked. If Vokem was in a better mood, he might have laughed at the misunderstand. But, he was almost paralyzed in fear.

(I'll keep that in mind! You're a very good writer when it comes to writing very subtly, so I'll make sure to try my best! c:)

[Master Obi-Wan]

I want to leave. Please. Don't show me these. Obi Wan practically begged in his mind to the force. All of this was so overwhelming. He felt like a child again: a scared little skinny boy, clutching his mother's clothes, begging for her not to let his father take him away from her. She ruffled his black hair, telling him everything will be alright as he looked up into her pale blue eyes. He knew she couldn't see him, she never knew how he looked like but he found reassurance in those eyes, that things will be alright. Unlike now, where he stands alone with no one to be there to tell him he will be fine and get through this. The only people who ever told him that were his mother and his Master, who both are now one with the force.

The force around Obi Wan clearly picked up on his distress and let him leave the memory, returning him back to his rightful place in reality. His eyes slowly opened, he blinked away the tears. Luckily still standing by the window and not letting anyone see what an emotion toll he just had.


(((Thank you c: I like the amount of detail you put in your writing.
I little hint to those details, these two aren't really that subtle but could be quite important. 1: The character of Darth Velius is important to Obi Wan's story and 2. The way Obi Wan scrunches the sleeves of his robes. That one will definitely be seen in the near future.)))

[Captain Plucky]

(I appreciate the hint! I'll most certainly look out for more details that you drop. ^_^)

Claudia instantly got up, standing close to Vokem and putting her hands on his knees. "Daddy..." she repeated, her eyes growing worried and confused. The Sith tried very hard to reciprocate the comfort, but he couldn't. His nerves were shot. All he could do was stop his legs from shaking so much, but that did almost nothing compared to the rest of his quivering body. "W-why do you keep hiding things from me? Why don't you just tell the truth??" she questioned softly, shakily, lowering her head. The words cut sharply into Vokem, tearing open his insides and digging deep into his vulnerable heart. And yet, when he tried to speak, the only thing that he could do was see the vicious vision of Kunai in his eyes, grinning menacingly. "I..." he mumbled, so quiet that even he wasn't sure that he spoke. Almost instantly afterwards, the little girl began to cry, plump tears staining Vokem's clothes. It wasn't like Claudia to cry. If something upset her, she would normally get mad and unpredictable, not break down and sob like she was now. The situation must be really bothering her. Seeing his daughter in such a woeful state made him suddenly break out of his paralysis. He realized that he really did need to do something, no matter how risky it was. Because this was his daughter, the only he loved in his life. He told himself that, even if he did get caught, the sith had to try and trick Kunai. He drew Claudia closer to her, hugging her more lovingly than he ever had. He would figure out a plan. He had to.

The next day, Obi-Wan knocked on Claudia's training room, when Vokem and her were spending time together. The event playing out now was the first thing Claudia remembered about her past.

[Master Obi-Wan]

Obi Wan looked down at his crossed arms that balled themselves into fists, scrunching up his robes. He can never get rid of the habit when he felt distressed or nervous. Obi Wan took a deep breath and looked up at the window, seeing himself in the reflection. He looked like a mess, he needed to fix that quickly. Obi Wan called upon the force to soothe him while he quickly whipped at his eyes, before Claudia left her meditative state. He ran a hand through his hair, now looking quite descent. The knock on the door startled him a little but he knew who it was, he turned away from the window and took a step towards the door, opening it to see the same lady from before.
"Hello, sorry it took a while but here is your order." said the lady politely, handing over the tray with the soup and a glass of water on it. "Thank you." Obi Wan said with a polite smile, taking the tray. "Welcome." said the lady and left the cabin while Obi Wan went to place the tray on the small table.