Wed May 18, 2011 2:53 pm by Marcus Verangon
=Alternate timeline(After the battle against Lapay for Rattatak)=
*Defeat! That was a hard concept to swallow. Especially for Marcus who was a person who had become so accustom to victory as of late. This moment of defeat rattled Marcus in its simplicity. Apparently Marcus had indeed not have been strong enough to take on the man who had come here to challenge his supremacy which left him with only one option. He would have to retreat for now, with his apprentice along with him, and remember this defeat for the future. He would remember it, relish in the hatred it brought, simmer over the shame of his loss, and one day he would use all these feelings to return to this place and destroy the man who had beaten him. When he defeated him though he would make sure not to allow him the courtesy of life like he had done with Marcus now. He would make sure the man's death would be filled with self-pity, mutilations, and torture! In fact he may just leave the man to die of starvation and age after he was finished torturing and mutilating him. This defeat was never going to be forgiven in Marcus's mind....but for now it was time to flee with his life so that all those wishes could be made into a reality. His apprentice would need to be trained for the things that lay ahead and he decided he would start his apprentices training as soon as they had come into a time when he could be properly made into a true force user. Marcus had gathered all his belongings and now would make his way to his ship with his apprentice following him closely from the rear.*
*It was best that they should feel the sting of defeat now, Marcus thought to himself. Not only could Marcus use Tesar's training as a means of taking out some of his frustration at their loss but it also gave Tesar even more negative emotions that he could focus on to make his training go even quicker. Tesar still did not have any idea of how to use the force, nor would he until he was made aware of how to sense/acquire the force around him. He would need to be trained the core abilities before they could move on to training him how to use the darker, more powerful nature of the force! He would be taught how to bend the force to his will, turn it into the tool it was made to be for people like them and then he would be ready for the universe. He glanced at his apprentices bandaged left eye. There was signs of blood soaking into it at this point and they would need to be changed so enough, he decided he would need to replace the eye Marcus had removed from him first chance he got but that was not on the top of his priorities list. So he stopped glancing towards his apprentice and focused on their quick escape from this planet, he felt no doubt in him that his apprentice may find it amusing to have seen him humiliated like that but he supposed he'd just have to wait until the next phase of his apprentices training to break that sly smirk Tesar might have about his defeat.*
*As the two finished gathering the things they needed they entered Marcus's YT-2400, his personal droid pilot awaited him at the ramp that led inside the freigther. It made a short bow to the two as they entered and then shuffled in behind them, the ramp automatically pulling itself up and retracting back into the ship, before passing them to go pilot the ship. Marcus followed in behind him glancing back only to make one suggestion to him before moving on. His voice was serious and stern now rather than its usual arrogant tone. "I will have the droid show you to your quarters and I'd suggest resting up for now, we've got a long road ahead of us and you will need you're strength for what comes next." With that he left Tesar in the room in which could be considered the "hangar" of the ship, Tesar would only be alone for a few moments before a droid would show up to lead him to his quarters on Marcus's ship. Marcus on the other hand made his way to the bridge of the ship and took a look at the co-ordinates that were put into the ships piloting system. Taris was the location they were heading to now, Marcus's plans made going their a neccessity. Marcus had withstood injuries from his battle with Lapay but it seemed the frustration from this setback kept him able bodied enough to check up on the ship before checking up on his own injuries. Marcus and his apprentice would take some time to get to Taris which would give them enough time to recover from their previous bouts. The YT-2400 carry them took off from the castle's landing pad and headed towards orbit, there it got clear of the planet and went into hyperspace. A long road lay in front of them but now they had finally taken their first steps along their soon to be blood covered journey.*
