Đarth Necronist
*storms rage outside, marcus ysidra just left, as the forcefields go down the cops bust in and weapons are drawn at darth, elizabeth is upstairs as teargas is shot into the room she is in with aurelia* (security) *sending waves of telepathic attacks at darth, who uses his sith power to resist he draws his saber deflecting the stunshots at him*
*Henry Mitchell is still being blocked by Ysidra Cole telepathically so he cant sence whats going on, outside the thunderstorms intensify, being almost hurricane strong, to be out in this weather is dangerous*
*back at central security there having terrible times responding to the calls for help one of the elders assigned to this opperation thinks it darth responsible and they helped marcus escape hes been orderd arrested along with his wife*Like · · Unfollow post · about an hour ago
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist
*I desperately hold on to Aurelia to protect her, screaming at the top of my voice* I ORDER YOU TO STOP, I HAVE A YOUNG CHILD IN HERE, STOP NOW! *my eyes are stinging and streaming, I’ve no idea what is going on, I try and reach out to Darth for help*
Đarth Necronist
*you sence darth fighting and he is stunned and forcecuffs placed on him, you cant stand in the room the gas becomming over powering and you hear footsteps comming up the stairs* (security) come out your under arrest.
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist
*I stagger forwards, still holding on to Aurelia, desperately gasping to catch my breath, between coughing and choking I manage to spluter* Do you have any idea who I am, I am Lady Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist, you have no right to… *before I can say anymore, Aurelia is snatched from me, as I fight to hold on to her, a security guard grabs me and forcecuffs me*
Jessica Stone
*Screaming, I get tossed by the winds into a tree. I struggle to try to get to the house to get my niece. Raising a force bubble to protect myself from the flying debris, but I am hurt as I am trapped against the tree.* Aurelia! Aurelia!
Đarth Necronist
*elizabeth watches as they beam darth in for interogation, just as his cuffed body transports out massive thunderstrikes all over the planet knock out main power startions the storm is getting worse 200 mph winds, they put hood over elizabeth drug her knocking her out shuttle her into a military vehicle outside as the all pull off one of the 3 cars is struck by lightning causing it to blow up luckily it wasnt one elizabeth aurlia were in*
MEANWHILE AT CENTRAL SECURITY*darth is beammed to a secret secure location as power is shut off, backup generators kick in as the interogator comes into the room*
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist (Head of Security)
*I walk into the room and calmly sit down facing the prisoner, looking at his mask curiously, before I place a data pad in front of me* Mr Necronist, I wish to establish a few facts first, what age are you and where do you normally reside?
Jessica Stone
*Screams, watching helpless as they are taken away. Not knowing how badly injured I am, I risk force traveling to my sister….*
Đarth Necronist
do you want? what i had for breakfast as wel,l what kind of question is that, you didnt even get my name right thats lord necronist to you *stears at you sternly* now let me out of her and i may be ablr to help you *shakes my head doubting your believe you ebvejm if i told truth* alright mr head of security im 10 years old, ans i live on a asteroid *smirks*
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist (Head of Security)
*clears my throat* Lord Necronist you do not appear to taking this situation seriously, you cannot expect me to believe that you are 10 years old and live on an asteroid, now please just answer my question and we can carry on with the interrogation, these are serious crimes you are being accused of, you and your wife, and when she arrives, she will interrogated too, the severity of which will depend on your cooperation, do I make myself clear?
Đarth Necronist
then im not going to say anything else if you dont want to believe im 10b years old and live on a asteroid rthats yer problem not mine, so im not fgoing to say anything my wife will enjoy being torchered
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist (Head of Security)
*I try not to sound shocked* Well you both appear to be living up to the rumours I’ve heard about you, hence the reason we refused you permission to live on Sesarilon, yet we find you in the house of a man accused of attempted murder and his wife accused of aiding and abetting his escape, as if that was not a serious enough crime, you also destroyed the weather system protecting our planet. If you have anything to say in your defence, I suggest you say so now *the door opens, a security guard comes in and whispers in my ear, I nod then stare at Lord Necronist* At least your daughter will be saved the embarrasment of seeing her parents going to trial, her grandmother has applied for custody, I intend to fasttrack that through the court. So do you have anything to say before I go and prepare for the arrival of your wife?
Đarth Necronist
yes your a dumbass and if you think im going to let you give mt daughter to that woman, you stupid bastards dont know anything, bring my to your leader, that woman is the cause of all of this she influenced marcus and his wife if yer so damm smart why havent you svcamnned me you dumb bastard you give my daughter to that obvious fake hologram ill kill everyone of you sons a bitches *as i break the binds that hold me to the table*
Jessica Stone
*The storm, the pounding headache throw my aim off and I land in some empty hallway at central security. I struggle to stand, disoriented and confused, wondering how hard I hit my head against the tree. I have to find Aurelia. Aurelia.*
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist (Head of Security)
*I summon guards into the room to restrain Lord Necronist as I get to my feet and walk over to him* I was scanning you all the way through your interrogation, I am not as stupid as I look Lord Necronist *I hear a commotion in the hallway and receive a telepathic message that the guards have detained an intruder, assuming they are connected to the current situation, I order them to be detained in a cell until I can question them* I will need to run some checks on the information I found during my scan, but it appears we may be able to come to some arrangement, providing you are willing to cooperate with us, though with your rage, that looks highly unlikely.
Đarth Necronist
dont tell me your stupider than you look until yer standing in front of a mirror and let my sister out of jail, i sence my sister jessica in a nearby cell, i sugest you treat her right and if anythings happens to my daughter yer a dead man *he was obviously sencing i was telling the truth the whole time so he obviously that was the truest thing ive said so far*
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist (Head of Security)
Lord Necronist, you are not in any position to give orders, this is not your homeworld, so I suggest you learn to temper your rage if you want permission to live here, don’t look so surprised, this interrogation is being monitored by the elders and they wish me to ask if there is anything you can offer that may be of benefit to Sesarilon, in exchange for being allowed to live here *I nod to one of the guards and telepathically order him to release the prisoner, he quickly leaves the room* As a sign of goodwill, that guard is going to release your sister, and your wife and daughter have just arrived, so consider your answer carefully Lord Necronist.
Đarth Necronist
sencing Jessica Stone is in the hallway with my wife Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist and daughter Aurelia DeSabria Necronist, they re all reunited in a comfortable room, i walk over to the camera, talking to the elders* you want me to fix this but if you dont know whats going on i suggest you contact my brother Henry Mitchell that guy wont lie about anything, yes im a hothead but i get things done, it want me who was possesed and attacked a elder, or who busted the weather controls, but allow me to shift in my bodg robots we can stablize yer weather system within seconds, or we can argue play game i dont mind either way *sits down piuts feet on the table looking at the security cameras smirking*
Jessica Stone
*Seeing Elizabeth in forcecuffs does not make me happy in the least, so I focus my thoughts on Aurelia and sits her in my lap. “I will keep you safe, I promise.* What is going on around here?
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist (Head of Security)
*Trying to hide a wry grin, I sit down facing Lord Necronist* You are indeed a hot head Lord Necronist, but the elders inform me that they accept your kind and generous offer, in return you have permission to live on Sesarilon, but remember we do have laws here that you will have to adhere to, but if you can accept that then you are free to leave, I presume you will be taking up residence at Mr & Mrs Cole’s home?
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist (Aurelia)
*looks at Jessica and shakes her head, still in shock over what happened*
Jessica Stone
*Hugging my niece, I whisper.* It’s going to be alright, I am right here. *The darkside still in control, yet holding my niece helps me more than she knows.* Are you hurt, Elizabeth?
Đarth Necronist
*the borg robots shift in and within seconds the weather system comes back online, and the borg robots then shift to marcus residence to fix house, darth walk over to the head of security puts a datacar in his pocket, you take care of them now you can maintain them as all the info you need about the weather controls are in that program* well ill obey the laws just send me a list so i know what they are and hope i havent broken too many already, but im not paying taxes, next time you want something ask nicely *walks out to my wife daughter and sister* lets go home *we dimentionally shift to marcus house* sister Jessica Stone take off your shoes, dont track on my floor *giggles*
Elizabeth DeSabria Necronist
*I give my sister a hug* I’m fine now we’re home safely, strange calling this place home though *as I glance around* not exactly decorated to my taste, but I can live with it *I smile at Darth*
Jessica Stone
Are you kidding? This place looks like a tornado blew thru it, you two were arrested, I got tossed into a tree and you are worried about ME tracking mud on the floor. *Holding Aurelia, I try not to laugh.*
Đarth Necronist
*ponts to yer shoes* thats not what you have on yer shoes iys not mud *giggles*
22nd January 2012
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