Cambion for Dark Jedi Knight

[Cambion]

Character Name: Cambion

Character Age: 23

Character Sex: Male

Character Species: Human

Testing for the rank of: Dark Jedi Knight

Length of Time In Role Play (IRP) with the character: 2 months

Length of Time In Role Play (IRP) at current rank: 2 months

[Cambion]

RP 1

Cambion playing a few rounds he left the table with a little more credits than he had before, not overtly so, but this was no way to display respect to the owner of the facility. They don't pay you to play the game, you pay them to think you're winning, you pay them to be played by the dealers. It's a lot of flash a lot of hype and very little pay off.

Vorpa the yacht flew in and docked to the Everwin and the repulsor sled slid out and into the upper levels of the cassino, the two twi'leks stepping off the sled to head on down and collect the ones he made an appointment for. Two armed guards in medium armor paused outside the door he was behind.

Naomi_Elise heard the noise of the yacht landing and moments later she noticed the guards and Twi'leks near the door. She nudged Lyne and motioned in that direction just as the petite framed female finished her drink. Even though she had two livers, her size made her feel the effects of the alcohol already; but a little liquid courage never killed anyone. >
Naomi_Elise > Hopefully Lyne was about to follow her, because she walked towards the guards and scantily clad Twi'leks, saying in a confident tone "My partner and I are here for the meeting with the owner for the debt collection job."

°Lyne° : *He did follow her... mostly because of the guard that was nudging him in that direction* They know why we are here... *He said idly, glancing over his shoulder at the guard. This is kind of how he always imagined his life... surrounded by guards and half naked ladies about to go into business with a hutt after practically robbing anothing hutt.*

Cambion : as the twi'lek approached him, a sigh escaped his lips, he didn't figure he won that much, when she beckoned him up to where the guards were he only agreed to follow and took one last drag from the cigar before putting it down in an ashtray and straightening his jacket, placing his fedora back on before heading up the stairs, eyeing the C>

Vorpa upon the two getting to the door, his repulsor sled settled down and the hutt turned his gaze on the two... now three? Entering his room. He motioned them in with one arm and motioned to a few rather plush chairs that warmed up for those that sat on them. He was nothing if not hospitible.

Naomi_Elise entered the room as they were motioned inside. She nodded to Lyne and spoke to the Hutt "I apologize that advance notice was not given, I have brought the best mechanic in the galaxy with me. He is also a great shot with a blaster." A smile was given to Vorpa as she took a seat, crossing her legs while looking between the barely covered Twi'leks.

°Lyne° : *Best mechanic in the galaxy? Maybe... but he wouldnt go bragging about that to a hutt, he wouldnt go bragging about much to a hutt. He didnt say much, just smiled and bowed respectfully to the hutt before he stood next to Naomi's seat, his hands crossed over his chest. He wasnt being a bad ass, he just much perferred to stand than sit*

Cambion entering between the other two and the hutt before taking his hat off and entering "Hello, Vorpa. You called for a professional, so here I am." His hat was removed as a sign of respect and when motioned to a seat he took one and glanced back to the two girls before giving the hutt his full attention.

Vorpa looking over the three in the room he motioned the twi'leks out. They gave the three almost inviting smiles before walking out swaying their hips. A guard closed the door behind them. Then the Hutt turned his attention back to them and spoke in Basic, though his voice was rather deep and seemed to make the room tremble. "I called for a group
Vorpa to take care of a small problem of mine. I won't tell you everything involved in this, in case you DO get caught, you won't be able to give away any plans that have not been fully revealed to you." He paused here to see their reaction to this bit of information. Afterall... little of what he might have them do is legal.

Naomi_Elise turned her attention towards the Hutt and she listened closely. She had barely looked at the unfamiliar man with the strange hat, it was fine though since she knew that this was going to be a team effort. The girl grinned at this first bit of information, it was getting exciting and she was already eager to get started. Naomi kept her cool and >
Naomi_Elise > simply nodded and continued to listen closely. Her body language gave away that she was interested in the assisgnment and that she wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty.

°Lyne° : *Lyne didnt flintch... not outwardly anyway... but he had been proxy to these kinds of meetings before, many times actually. He was really starting to notice that his life had taken a downward turn, he was about to do some shadow work for a hutt... and that probobly involved killing someone, Naomi seemed to be happy about it though and since he>
°Lyne° : *gave her his word he was with her, he didnt say a thing. He never, ever, went back on his word... thats why he always ended up in such sticky situations.*

Cambion Glanced over at the other two when Vorpa finished and then looked back to him, offering a casual face as he assessed the terms. "Seems logical. Now, about price. Is it going to be based on what we do? Is it a set amount? What terms of it are negotiable and in what currency will it be?" His tone was like that of an authority figure, probably C>
Cambion prior service in one or more armed forces... or maybe an ex-cop.

Vorpa Looking between the three of them his right hand raised and rested on the controls of the repulsorsled. A 'light' chuckle escaped him, well 'light' is a relative word. "Price... everything always comes down to it eventually. Looks like that's your' first concern. I'll pay you based on the difficulty of the task, we can discuss the payment
Vorpa before you go out to each mission... though it will also be based on the difficulty of the task." His eyes then wandered over to the Zeltron, giving her a once over slowly. She was the first of her kind to come in here.

Naomi_Elise sat there with her legs crossed. The young Zeltron female was short and slender with light armor in the form of a tight white blouse, form fitting black pants, and a black vest that hid her lightsaber and blaster pistol. She tucked a strand of black hair behind her ear while listening to the terms "Sounds fair enough to me. When do we start?"

Cambion followed the eyes of the hutt to the female beside him and on the other side of the room. She was small, lithe, kinda cute, but that said nothing about what she could do. Then his attention went back to the hutt. "Excuse me... Vorpa. But isn't that a bit... unfair? You hold all the cards, all the information, you could send us into a suicide
Cambion mission and we would be none the wiser. If we survive, we have to live up to the agreed upon amount even if it wasn't worth the effort."

Vorpa tapping forward on the controls, he slowly glided over to land just before the two of them, "If you're good enough to survive a suicide mission, you'll be worth the extra credits it's worth. To ensure my own success, it would be a bad move on my part to let you get your' selves kille He then turned to the woman as she spoke and leaned in
Vorpa closer to her. "See, I like her attitude. She doesn't care if I send her to die... as long as the money is worth it." His eyes then wandered her figure once more and he leaned back. "You three start soon, which means, for now. Your' retainers. I hope 10,000 is enough to keep you here and entertained."

[Cambion]

RP 2

Cambion walking from the casino onto the streets in his normal black and white suit, fedora resting on his head as he whistles softly to no one in particular. More of him just entertaining himself as he slips into the crowd. One hand retrieving a silver cigar case from his jacket pocket. Popping it open, he plucks a lone cigar from the case and sets-c-
Cambion sets it between his lips. Then his hand slid his cigar cutters out and clipped the tip off so he could evenly light it. Then as he sets the cutters back, walking slowly among the crowd, he calls the darkside to him to light the end of the cigar, concentrating on the dark immolation of hatred and anger radiating from him to coallesce on the -c-
Cambion end of the cigar, lighting it evenly at the end for a better burn. His lips then tighten to draw the smoke into his mouth. Theer he tasted the smoke and blew it out slowly through the corner of his lips.

Ɍȯʙɨɳ was out for a late night stroll, her pet bird resting on a leather clad shoulder. Her eyes were strikingly green tonight, more so than theiir usuall green and broown mix, which would indicate that she was in quite a fun and playful mood. Toosssing a stray piece of her dark hair froom her face, she paused to lean against a railing, her gaze >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ washing over as much of the levels below her she could see. The city never slept, did it? Even at this late hour speeders raced about and people moved from shop, to cantina, to casino... she rolled her eyes. She wwanted real fun tonight, not some cheap thrill. That was when she decided to comm her only, welll, she guessed they were friends. >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ ~vc~ "Fahri, dear, are you aawake?" Her voice was a low, playful purr, almost unhearable to those near her. She noticed a man smoking a cigar, he was a dark sider, she felt the force he used to light it. She set off an aura of unease to see if he'd react as she decided to move a bit closer.

Fᴀнʀɪ wasn't far away, ironically, when she heard her comm buzz. She took it out, hearing her former employer's voice. She smirked. Oh yeah, this was most definitely her booty call voice. "Evening, ma'am. What can I do for you?" Fahri held the comm near her ear.

Ɍȯʙɨɳ snickered a bit, "Meet me at the...sweets shop, near the railing?" She crooned, "Its cold out and I want some company." She teased her, yes, this might infact be a booty calll. Who knew?

Cambion as soon as he felt the aura of unease and lifted his eyes up to see the woman with the bird approaching him. So she was a darksider as well then? He responded with one of his own, the Dark Jedi version of the same power, a more potent version. As he did this he took the cigar from his lips and blew out a steady stream of smoke and paused to -c-
Cambion her finish closing the gap between them. Then the cigar is replaced for him to taste the smoke rolling past his lips. His free hand rising and tipping his hat in greeting.

Fᴀнʀɪ smirked and headed her way. "I'm minutes away. I think I see you, actually. Lucky you caught me in a social mood!" She switched off the comm, pocketed it, and headed over to the shop she was talking about.

Ɍȯʙɨɳ : me felt his own aand shivered a little bit. She sauntered sllowly, the heals of her nearly eight inch boots making the announcement she was drawing closer to him. Once directly next too him she glanced over at him, taking him im before speaking. "Evenin'." She winked at him and pulled out a much more slender cigar from the inside of her trench >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ coat, "Got a light?"

Cambion his right hand slid into his pocket and withdrew a zippo, sbe was force sensitive so if she wanted to light the cigar with the force, she could easily do it herself. No this had to be her asking for an actual lighter. "Of course." His eyes gave her a quick once over while he snapped the zippo open and holding the small flame up to her.

Ɍȯʙɨɳ could have easily lit her own, but how else was she to break the ice? She grinned a bit as she held it to the flame, careful to get an even burn going before taking it between her lips...standing up straight. She was talll and skinny looking in those boots and the skin tight body suit below her trench. "I'm Robin, and you are?" She asked>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ tilting her head to the side, scanning him over in interest.
Cambion Once she her cigar was lit, his thumb came up and snapped the zippo closed and it was returned to his pocket. His frame was average in build, but he was in better shape than most. Blowing the smoke from his mouth up over them he listened to her question then looked down into her eyes. "You can call me Cambion."

°Lyne° : *Smoking? What the hell was that shit about? He wasnt following this guy because he wanted to watch him smoke with some woman, he wanted to know his secrets.... he remembered the guy from the meeting with the Hutt... he was a force user, and if his presence was any indicator, he was a farking good one. Lyne needed to know where he stood though, as>
°Lyne° : *far as what side of the force he was on, it was clear he was no Jedi, but if he was a Sith, that was even worse. He needed someone to learn from...even if he only learned by watching in the shadows. He sighed as silently as he could and adjusted his crouch as he continued to watch the excahnge. Hopefully one of the would ash on the other and a>
°Lyne° : *fight would break out*

Ɍȯʙɨɳ found a perch against a neaar by raiiling, a free hand moving to gently reach up, pettting the dark reed bird on her shoulder. "'Cambion, nice to meet you...this is Irys." She motioned to her bird who eyed him, as if it was just waiting for the command to kill him. Her eyes drifted to the one clearly watching them, but said nothing about it.>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ She looked up at the skky, "Its rather cool out for this time of year."

Cambion A nod was given to her words as he took the cigar from his lips to blow smoke off to the side. He suspected he was being followed but that was only partially because he expected it. With his line of work, it was rather common. Though it wasn't obvious, he had his saber tucked into a holster under his jacket.

°Lyne° : *Did... that lady just look right at him? Oh yeah she definitly did... he was about to get farkled... the lady was a force user too, her presence was barely there... just like his. He should probobly learn to keep his under wraps too. Then maybe he wouldnt get spotted so easy...well they hadnt done anything so what the hell? Why not keep watching?>
°Lyne° : *In the mean time, he got a little more comfortable and starting toying with the idea of supressing his presence in the force. Might not be so hard*

Ɍȯʙɨɳ was ussed to beiing looked at, she tended to stand outt when she wore her boots. But this had nothing to doo witth that, and it made heer very curiious as too what hee thought he waas going to see. She glanced back to Cambion, exhailing some smoke from her lips before mumbling. "Do you know that kid over there?" She subtly canted her head as >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ if to point at him.

Cambion following her gaze with his eyes, he peeked over to Lyne hiding in the shadows but he kept his eyes looking as if missing the kid before turning back to her and shrugging as if not getting what she pointed at. His voice was a bit lower when he responded though. "Yeah, not sure if I trust him yet though."

°Lyne° : *Oh yeah... definitly been spotted... the lady just gave him the old head nod and the guy was looking in his general Area.... he would likely recognize him from the Cantina, they were both employed by the same guy he suppoed. That was either going to work in his favor or very much against him if they decided to cut him into tiny cauterized Lyne>
°Lyne° : *flavored cutlets. He should just walk over there and lay it all out... but that might get him killed faster... what to do. For now? He just stayed where he was, he was far enough away to run*

Ɍȯʙɨɳ made no move to kill him, "That's creepy, I think he's...well, I'm not sure, maybe an admirer?" She mused in jest, rolling her eyes a little, her voice as low as his. She wasn't feeling as aggressive as she had been the night before at the temple. She was making a name for herself...

Cambion didn't answer to that right away as he took a long drag from the cigar before blowing the smoke off to his side in smoke rings, one after another, making smaller circles until it resemebled a dart board and then exhaled a stream of smoke at the center. "Or he's doing a job. I didn't see his partner though." He then looked back to her eyes.

°Lyne° : *He took a deep breath and watched them... they were definitly on to him, no point in sitting in the dark if that was the case... but just to be safe he made sure his blasters were clear in the holster. They wouldnt do him much good probobly, but it still made him feel better. Then he stood up and stepped out of his shady hiding spot, walking>
°Lyne° : *toward them a bit... Cambion he trusted enough not to shoot first, but the woman, he didnt know what her deal was at all so he didnt get too close, though he did wave a bit* Nice night out *He said...and then instantly regretted it. Lyne was a mechanic, he even rebuilt the blasters he carried, this whole shady cool guy thing was not in his baser>
°Lyne° : *programming and it showed. He cleared his throat* So... yeah... the night... and all. *Smooth*

Ɍȯʙɨɳ shook her head and rolled her eyes a little at the boy as he spoke...smooth, right. "I find it chilly." She said to him bluntly, blowing smoke from her lips before deciding to put her cigarr out. She snuffed it and threw the very little left over the eedge of the railing...it likely hit some poor person bellow on the head. That made her>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ chuckle mentally.

Cambion Held his cigar with his right hand, gently tapping it and letting the ash, which was almost the full length of the cigar fall to the duracrete. Bringing his arm across his chest, he flicked the cigar off to the side, bouncing it off of Robins' and banking it off some ones' head and into an open cup they were carrying. The person was too busy-c-
Cambion to notice the subtle splash it made. It was a simple display of his timing and percsion. "Hello Lyne, about time you left the shadows." He then looked very to the mans' eyes with his steely gaze. It would be like staring into the eyes of a shark. They seemed empty and voide of emotion but filled with predatory instinct.

°Lyne° : *Lyne was not a predator... but he was fearless... he didnt even blink when his steel colored eyes met that steely gaze, he just smiled back at him and shook his head* Yes well... i hadnt supposed i could sucessully follow you unnoticed. Sorry *He said, scratching at his head. If he could follow him then he probobly wasnt the man he was after in>
°Lyne° : *the first place.* I actually had been meaning to speak with you, but... since you are busy with your friend we can do that another time *He said, still smiling at the man and then turning to the woman* Im very sorry for interrupting your date...excuse me *He said, bowing his head to her a bit before he turned to walk away, genuinly upset with>
°Lyne° : *himself for disrupting thier night. Incidentally, his fearlessness was based on a shocking naiveity to danger, but a rose was a rose... no matter what it grew in*

Ɍȯʙɨɳ had to hold backk a laugh as the nervous one callled their random meeting and little...well, if you could call this a chat, a date? she rolled her eyes for the thousandth time that night before muttering. "Don't sweat iit, kido, I'm finished wiith my smoke." She looked at Cambion and gave him a last look over with her eyes, "I'll be on my way.>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ I'll be sure to come to you should I need another light." She turned to walk awaay, saber swinging at her hip.

Cambion as she turned around he dropped his aura of unease and called the immolating darkside energy around him to lash out at her, attempting an apprentice affect senses mind at her to give her the feeling of some one swatting her rear. "Then you should have my comm channel... his hand dug out a card from his pocket and held it over her shoulder.

°Lyne° : Uh...yeah... *He said as he continued walking away, glancing back at Cambion... did that lady just call him Kido? That was... cool. Cambion though, he had some interesting control of the force...Lyne could almost see it flowing off of him when he used it to...do whatever he was doing to that lady. He was strong, that was for sure and he didnt look>
°Lyne° : *like a sith, not that lyne knew what the hell a sith looked like. Maybe he was going to the guy to teach him new avenues of the force... or maybe there were other options... He eyed the woman once more before he turned a corner and they were out of sight*

Ɍȯʙɨɳ had been waalking away but the feeling of someone swatting her leather clad rear made her jump. She gllanced over her shoulder, a brow arching a little as she offered him a bit of a grin. Any other night...and she'd have haad her blade in his face, but she found him interesting enough. A gloved hand took the number, and she turned back to >
Ɍȯʙɨɳ him. "You'll need mine too, but you'll have to use more than the force if you want it." Her tone returned to a purr.

Cambion A very subtle smirk spread across his face and he walked over to her, looping one arm about her waist, tugging her right up against him. "Then let me show you more of what I can do... just lead the way to your' place. I'll get your' channel in the morning." He said this as a hint to her as to what he intended to 'show' her. Though he would -c-
Cambion have just as easily welcomed that combat. The surge of hatred and bloodlust... the rush of adrenaline. It was comparable to sex but on a mental level it was more intense, because it could very well be your' last. With sex, there was always another time on the horizon.

Ɍȯʙɨɳ placed her hands on his shoulders for a moment when he pulled her in, a grin spreading across her own face. She nodded to him and spun on her heals, a perfect twirll as she moved to his side, leaning lightly into his side. She liked that look in his eyes, a part of her ddidn't expect tonight to end with out some broken furnature and new scars.>
Ɍȯʙɨɳ She would silently lead him off through the busy streets.

[Cambion]

RP 3

Vorpa reclined onto his turbo sled as he awaited his hireling to make the appointment. Everything had been going according to plan so far. His monopoly on casinos was going rather well. Bussiness was at an all time high.

Cambion Upon leaving the suite given to him by his employer, his form all dressed up in black and white bussiness attire, he paused to tighten his tie and ensure the door was closed and locked behind him. Then he turned towards the offices as he retrieved a cigar case from the breast pocket inside his jacket.

Vorpa having three of his twi'lek servants on his turbosled. One was filling the globe-shaped fishtank sized cup with a three foot tube for a straw. Another was holding a platter populated with assorted fruits and sweets. The third was stradling his tail in order to massage his shoulders and back. Without doing that, it would have been quite C-
Vorpa difficult for her to reach the top of the 1 ton hutt.

Cambion slipping the cigar case open, he took from it a lone cigar and put it to his lips, holding it there almost gingerly as he retrieved a cigar cutter from his lid of the ciagar silver case and snipped off the tip of the cigar. Replacing the cigar cutter, his hand dove into his pocket to retrieve the zippo that was there. Snapping it open and
Cambion rotating the cigar slowly as it was lit, for an even burn, he walked into the office for his appointment, snapping it shut and slipping iti nto his pocket before the door closed.

Vorpa As his employee walked in he took the platter from one of the twi'leks and dismissed all three of them. One of them even placing a kiss on his large cheek before the three strut out of the room and closed the door behind them. Vorpa then turned his lazy gaze to Cambion. "I assume your' job was a success?"


Cambion tasting the smoke roll along his tounge as he eyed the help that Vorpa seemed to always have around. He waited for the rather sound resistant door to close before speaking. "Have you seen the news?" This was a very simple answer that even if recorded wouldn't give away his true meaning.

Vorpa Narrowing his eyes just slightly at the rather vague answer he took the straw on his left with his left hand and brought it to his thick lips to draw slowly at the intoxicating blue liquid. "I don't watch the news." If his employee wanted to be vague, he could play that game quite well. He only had 100 or so years to learn it during his child
Vorpa hood on Nalhutta.

Cambion Figuring this would come about he retrieved from his pocket an ultraviolet recording of the events. Not even HE could see what was on it, but the Hutt could. It showed in great detail what had trasnpired, from his sneaking into the rival casino to him force gripping the other hutt. "Well... Zed's dead."

Vorpa Nodding at what he saw he let out a low chuckle and opened a compartment on the turbosled to fetch the credstick he now owed him. "I see... Take this then, for the useful information. I'll contact you again if I need anything further." His thick arm held out the credstick for the human to take.

Cambion blowing a mouthful of smoke out of the corner of his lips slowly he reached up and took the credstick. "Like always, Vorpa. It has been a pleasure doing bussiness with you." Turning around again, he slid out of the room. Another job, another ''tragic' death, another paycheck. Didn't matter to him who died as long as they benefitted him in -c-
Cambion the process.

[Cambion]

"There is no guidance, there is control"

We don't allow others to guide us. This 'guidance' others are constantly offering is nothing but a passive form of control. Controlling what think to control how you act and react to others. It's only impressive to cowards who NEED to manipulate you rather than rely on their own inherent strengths. Politicians, religions, and even the Jedi use this garbage.

"There is no unity, there is strength"

While we may at times use others to accomplish our goals, they're expendable. We can use them and move on. If they fall, so be it. This relying on others crap is useless. I never got anywhere, ANYWHERE, by asking others for help. I simply pushed my self until I achieved success. It cost me a lot of pain, a lot of my own blood and sweat... but here I am, the best at what I do. If they put in as much effort as I did, they wouldn't have fallen. They were weak, they relied on each other, they died. I was strong, I relied on only myself, and I still live.

"There is no end, there is eternity"

Everything is a cycle, breathing, eating, living... war. Just like other Dark Jedi inspired me to be great, I will inspire others to be great. Just as the sun rises, so to will I rise to glory. Just as the sun travels across the sky, so to will I travel across the universe and become known for my brilliance. Just as the sun sets, so to shall I fall and while the sun and I are fading, everyone will look to us and gasp in awe at what we have done. Just as no one forgets the sun at night simply because they can not see it, none shall forget me and what I have done... and a new sun will rise to replace me.

"There is no defeat, there is glory"

There is glory in everything I do. When I make a plan, it's flawless, when I fight, it strikes fear into those that face me, when I speak, others listen. When I die, others will remember me. What I do now will shape worlds around me for years, centuries, after I am gone... and my name will still be spoken. During my time, I will shape and change the universe forever.

[XO-10]

Result = Pass
Congratulations Dark Jedi Knight Cambion