The Dark Academy on Korriban

Apart from going hunting in the wilds for possible stronger nexus points of the Dark Side, which she wasn't sure she had time for, or was such a good idea with all these Yubashi approaching, it seemed the ancient temple was the best bet for her idea. Which would probably either be a completely stupid idea, or a somewhat good idea.

She had felt stronger in her trials, drawing on the bond she felt with her father, and her friends... even if she wasn't quite sure how she considered that status these days. Regardless of that, if the bonds through the Force made her a little stronger, then how much stronger could she become if she learned to truly tap into it? It had led her to the Forgotten, or rather, a trip into the past, but perhaps she could be much more than merely stumbling around in the dark after something to grab a hold of.

She could become stronger. And that lure of power was too hard to resist...

Seating herself down to focus her senses, Shaisha began to reach out through the Force.

OOC:Discipline roll at Hard using a Destiny to upgrade one.

Her weeks of training at the Academy had honed her willpower into something more than it had been before. Meditation on the Force came easily as she focused her center on her goal: Power.

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D10 Good Idea? Discipline/Will. Destiny for upgrade. Destiny for GM upgrade: 3eP+1eC+2eD 1 success, 2 advantage

She feels a cold darkness settle in her mind and then a voice blossoms in her mind lik thunder, “You impress me, Shaisha.”

She feels the cold shiver settle down her spine, and for a moment, the fear that any living creature would find in this situation tried to get a hold of her mind.

"Good to know I have your attention."

“You always have my attention, my child,” the voice replies.

“All of my children are precious to me.”

"And your precious children... what do we get in return for what we give you?" she asks, her mind racing with possibilities of how powerful she, and others, could become.

“You are my children, all children benefit from the guidance of their Father. You are no different, Shaisha,” the voice replies.

She wonders for a moment if he had wanted her to go out into the Korriban Wastes, to find the Forgotten, for some reason she could not yet understand. He had powers she could not understand yet, after all.

"And will that guidance make me more powerful?"

“If you serve, then you will have power. Deny me and you will be nothing,” the voice replies.

Her independent streak clash with her desire for more power as she let his words sink in.

Through power, I gain victory; through victory, my chains are broken... the words of her mother reminds her.

"Then I serve, my lord," she says, placing her hand over her heart.

“And I should just believe you, Shaisha. I have seen what you have seen,” the voice counters.

The words give her some doubt. At first, she wonders when she had not been loyal to the Empire...

... Then she remembers.

"This is about that vision I had, of the future." It was not a question.

“Is your father a threat?” the voice counters.

"No!"

The word came fast, as her feelings got the better of her. She didn't want to think he was, because he couldn't really be.

"He serves you loyally..." it sounds almost like a question, betraying her own concern for him.

"You sound uncertain my child, you would not lie to your Father, would you?" the voice counters.

She swallows, her throat unexpectedly dry.

"No... he is no threat to you. How could he be, when you are so much more powerful than him?"

"And you my child?" the voice asks.

"... I have always been an obedient child," she replies in a quiet tone.

“Have you now? No self doubt? No questions? You have no apprehensions?” the voice asks.

"Everyone have doubts, and yes I have questions and apprehensions... but I have always served with the Empire in mind." Her mother had served, her father serves; it had always seemed like the most natural thing to do.

"I want to know why I was chosen for this, why my mother died, why I was put away for so long..."

“Are you demanding answers from me?” the voice says as she feels a throbbing in her head.

She grits her teeth together, drawing on those emotions she always bottled up deep inside her.

"Yes, I want to know!"

Shaisha can feel the air on her face and she is standing on the edge of a tower unsure of how she got there, maybe she walked during the conversation. But she stands on the edge, easily twenty to thirty meters to the ground, if she fell.

The voice says, “I do not take demands lightly from my Children.”

She feels the sensation of vertigo rising in her stomach.

"All you want is blind loyalty," she says, as a statement and a question.