"Thank you Lady Kalma," the Cerean said almost giddy that she had been finally successful. She began to walk back towards Achason, her steps labored from her physical exhaustion. I wonder if Kalma will always have me train so hard?I may not like it but if I were to run into a Jedi I may desperately need her teachings.
Darth Maleine's train of thought concluded by the time she was near Achason. "Achason, lead the way." She gave a small smile.
Though much had changed for Maleine in her transfer from Vjun to New Bethrezen, the experience of being awoken by a call to training had not. Different chambers, same beeping message alert. The summons contained instructions from Kalma for the Apprentice to come to a room in the ruins' basement level.
Darth Maleine sprang from her bed and checked her datapad for the message. After reading it she hastily dressed herself and grabbed her gear. While traveling down to the lower levels of the ruins Maleine braided her hair into a Twi'lek's braid to keep her hair out of her face. Her hair was quite long now and she decided it might be beneficial to keep it out of her eyes. The sentinel did not take her time to find Kalma, she followed the instructions straight to the basement level.
Outside light did not penetrate in the ruins' lower levels nor did many of those levels' hallway lights function with any real reliability. Even with directions the trip proved a trying one as Maleine had to navigate half-collapsed halls and missing sections of stairs. Eventually she found her destination and opened a door to reveal a room with metal cabinets on its walls, a chair on a pivot in the chamber's center and Kalma waiting by the chair.
Upon seeing Maleine enter, Kalma took a step back and indicated to the chair, "Sit here."
A chill went down the Apprentice's spine as a warning from the Force sounded in response both to the command and to the room she was entering. She could feel that many terrible things had taken place here but she dared not defy her master's orders. Walking forward, Maleine approached and climbed the seat. Once she had done so, mechanical restraints emerged from the chair's surface to grip her wrists, ankles, waist and throat tightly. The chair then reclined and readjusted until it held Maleine flat and elevated. A light was shining on her from directly above giving an impressions somewhat like being on a surgical gurney.
"You have already shown great proficiency in the arts of controlling your body's processes through the Force," Kalma began to explain, "You demonstrated your abilities in our sparring match and so I know you're ready for the lesson I'll be teaching today. This room, back when this place was called House Sentia, served as Lady Vidia's personal interrogation chamber. Conveniently for us its torture droid was still in perfect order when I rediscovered the rooms recently. You see, there will be times, as a Sith, when you must endure great suffering. When fighting on after receiving a serious wound, caught in an inhospitable environment or potentially even captured and interrogated by our enemies. It will be during these times that the technique of Crucitorn, using the Force to dull pain, proves vital. And, thanks to the expertise of the torture droid, you will be able to learn this power without risk of lasting injury."
As if on cue, the droid emerged from an adjoining room, pushing a medical cart.
"Is everything ready, EV-4Q8?" Kalma asked.
"Ready to begin on your command, my lady," the droid replied in its blatantly artificial voice, after Kalma motioned it on the droid began to explain its plan, "First I will administer a stimulant to the subject that prevents the onset of shock. Such a precaution will exclude the possibility of a false positive by leaving the subject with no undesired means to reduce pain. Then I shall insert the needles you see here to penetrate the subject's skull and stimulate the pain receptors directly. For a Cerean the results will be above optimal while still ensuring no long term physiological damage."
The moments of dread which passed in between the injection of stimulant and the first needle were almost worse than the eventual experience. "Almost," however, was the operative word. When the first metal probe pierced Maleine's head an agony unlike any she had ever known washed over every inch of her body. She barely had time to scream before EV-4Q8 had applied the second needle.
Darth Maleine watched in horror as the droid made its way over to her. She gave out a single high scream as the first and second needle were forced into her cranium before she managed to bite down and accept the pain. She still gave out smaller yelps in pain as each needle probed sections of her sensitive brain. Her eyes squinted shut in agonizing pain. Maleine's hands gripped the arms of the chair tightly as Cerean desperately tried to concentrate and grasp the Force, but she just couldn't do it with this much pain.
She had always been good at shaking off pain her whole life, but this was an entirely new type of pain. After what felt like a minute had passed she finally felt the sensation of the Force around her again, she beckoned it to flow into her, to aid her and relief her of her pain. This was easier said than done with needles inserted into her enlarged brain. Sometimes she thought of her large cranium as being quite the curse.
"Gah, this is one of the w-worst thing. . . I have ever felt," she managed to spit out.
Maleine's words provoked no response from either Kalma or the torture droid as the later continued to drive needles of ghastly proportions into the Apprentice's head. The Cerean had begun forging some successes in calling on the Force to aid her but so far she'd only been able to dull the pain for part of the brief intervals between needle applications. Each fresh wave of agony broke her concentration.
The Cerean was not surprised to hear no response. The Sith trained their apprentices in a completely different way than the Jedi. A Jedi would never torture their Padawan for any reason. Not even as a punishment would they resort to torture. Maleine found it fascinating how the two taught differently. Of course this distraction of thoughts lifted from her view as another needle probed into her brain.
The Apprentice was a persistent in trying to call the Force to her aid again and again. Grimacing in pain as each different needle dug around in her brain. She had no idea how else to cease the pain and it did seem to numb some of the pain in the intervals.
Maleine struggled to call up deeper and deeper applications of the Crucitorn principles. By the time the torture droid had begun applying the last few needles, the Apprentice had managed to generally reduce the sharp, unrelenting agony to throbbing, incessant pain. As the last of the foreign objects went into her skull, Darth Maleine imagined her head must look like some sort of bizarre pincushion.
"It appears you are having at least some moderate success," Kalma noted, "You're no longer screaming anywhere near as much. That's good, take some time to catch your breath and listen as I explain the second part of today's lesson. Another useful technique of body control is slowing your metabolism in order to make the same amount of breathable atmosphere last longer. This allows a single inhalation to last for an extended period. You now have three attempts to accomplish this for at least twenty minutes on your own, then I will seal your airways for one hour."
Darth Maleine decided it were best not to respond to Lady Kalma as she had little breath to spare, literally. Well I know how to control my body temperature, learning how to control my metabolism can't be that different, right? the Cerean thought. Her first attempt was a valiant one where she took in a deep breath and tried to let the Force be used for energy instead of oxygen. Sadly, it did not work her first try. Panicking now that she only had two more attempts, she tried a new approach. Still using the Force as her power source for her body she began to let her pulse drop in both hearts. She started with the one in her chest, with moderate success she then slowed the one in her cranium.
Maleine knew from basic anatomy that with a slower pulse her body would require less oxygen in the first place. Also, by using the Force as a means to power her bodily functions she knew she could achieve what Lady Kalma wished her to do. Furthermore, she wouldn't be dead by the end of it, hopefully. She took what could be her second to last breath and held it for as long as she could manage to. This time, her pulse was merely a dull thud every few minutes and her lungs were full of oxygen that was slowly being used up. The other factor into her technique was using the Force to fuel her body instead of oxygen. She hoped it would work this time.
"Good, now a few more deep breaths," Kalma said after Maleine had succeeded at hitting the twenty minute mark the third time, "Now hold." And, with that, the Witch applied a small, black contraption that locked into place around her Apprentice's nostrils and mouth, sealing both shut firmly. With the mask in place, Kalma nodded to the torture droid who then wheeled out another cart. On this one sat a squat, humming device with wires running to many attached clamps. Then the droid went about setting those clamps on many of the needles sticking out of Maleine's head.
"Now I'll leave you alone for the next hour but, just so you don't get bored; EV, turn it on to max power." When the device was activated as per Kalma's instructions, waves of electrical charge began to flow through the wires into Maleine's brain. The result intensified her pain significantly and increased the difficulty of maintain her focus as her body was wracked by an endless wave of violent spasms. Kalma watched the Cerean's new depths of suffering for a few minutes before turning and leaving Maleine to survive or die painfully on her own.
Chi-Ki-Meyee: asked to join them even tho I kinda wanna read them anyway.
Jan 13, 2018 8:26:01 GMT
Chi-Ki-Meyee: Nothing is being posted right now except in a couple private threads as far as I know. I'm not in them so I don't know how active that is right now. I'm sure they are still working on the mechanics of the new thing. I don't do that kinda thing so I never
Jan 13, 2018 8:25:48 GMT
Chi-Ki-Meyee: If you are looking for some things to come I would recommend to make an account, yes.
Jan 13, 2018 8:24:38 GMT
Guest: Would it make sense to register an account on this site in order to pm? Thanks for working with me, I'm definitely interested in whatever evolves here
Jan 13, 2018 8:15:59 GMT
Chi-Ki-Meyee: Alright Xaos the no longer Sith Lord but Edge Lord.
Jan 13, 2018 8:08:20 GMT
Darth Xaos: Well played, Last Jedi, well played.
Jan 13, 2018 2:14:43 GMT
Darth Xaos: I never thought I'd be inspired by a Kylo Ren quote but, "Let the past die. Kill it if you have to. That's the only way to become what you were meant to be," is now my Skype quote.
Jan 13, 2018 2:14:34 GMT
Darth Lucifer: Well if you got Facebook Messenger or Discord I could keep you updated. Just send details by pm or something if that is how you want to do it.
Jan 12, 2018 12:01:05 GMT
Guest: Is there some way I could leave some contact info and stay in the loop? I've been eyeing this site awhile before realizing and I'd love to be part of anything new.
Jan 10, 2018 2:28:37 GMT
Strigus: This site isn't, but we're working on a new one. Stay tuned.
Jan 8, 2018 21:47:32 GMT
Guest: Sorry for being a bit of a noob; is this site still running?
Jan 8, 2018 6:26:29 GMT
Guest: Oh no, I was so psyched to join!
Jan 8, 2018 6:22:36 GMT
Darth Strigus: Hey Vaeros. Sorry for the slight delay
Jan 8, 2018 3:06:57 GMT
Chi-Ki-Meyee: Hyperspace: 1 First Order Driveyards: 0
Dec 30, 2017 4:28:14 GMT
Darth Lucifer: Hey Azeroth That's ok life has a way of doing that. Besides the site shutdown after years of service...but...we will be rebooting with a vampire inspired rp if your interested when it becomes operational.
Dec 29, 2017 20:52:42 GMT
Darth Azeroth: Hey hey everyone...sorry for my disappearance
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