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  • SUPERIOR TENSION [o, fight]

    The Emperor would take his paw off Vader, and look Henry up and down, lips slightly pursed and eyes narrow. The sulfuric gaze locked eyes with Henry, a low rumble stirring in his throat. "You cannot even begin to understand the way of our kind, Jekyll." The leopard said, fixing his paws to the ground. "You lack the power." He said, turning to leave. Did they really think they had the power to punish him? Did they think bothering him was worth their lives? "He will be fine." He said, gesturing to Vader. "Only enough shock to force the breakers to flip." He would move off, beginning to walk back to his home.


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    Lord Vader steadily got up, his shoulders heaving, and pressing a few of the switches on the box. He pushed Atticus' paws away- they had reached under his mask and got dangerously close to his skin. "Henry." He said, looking at the canine, lest he try to stop the Emperor. "Don't."

  • DRINK UP |Windclan feast| WITH ME NOW

    The leopard rolled his eyes at the children. Moving forward to lick Chai with his rough tongue, and nudge him with his paw. "Children, please, you overreact." He says, standing and walking over the chipmunk, briefly smothering it with his robe. "He isn't even worth the meat." He chuckles, locking gaze with Vader, then with Fifer- and his sulfuric eyes land on Lessa.


    Images from visions flashed in his mind- of Lessa and her white lightsaber, of Vader, of adult lion cubs and flashes of red lightning.
    How vital it was, to keep them apart.


    "I told you," He said to Vader in the Sith tongue, and flicked his tail that Vader was free to do as he pleased. The Emperor would move away from the table, and leap up one of the new houses, and make himself comfortable on a roof, eyes on Lessa, studying her.



    He was determined to pick her apart and bring her to her knees.

  • SUPERIOR TENSION [o, fight]

    "The ways of the Sith outweigh the ways of a clan." The Emperor said, his tail flicking. "The Master must prove his dominance, lest the Apprentice replaces him. Vader has challenged my authority. I show who's in charge. So I've punished my Apprentice, hit a runt out of anger, and scared a few others. You are more biased and want the first chance to rid of me, Henry. This, is what I see." He turns, looking at Vader. "You may tell them, but only a little." And the Emperor left, slamming the door of his home behind him.


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    The lion would slowly stand. "He is only one leopard, Henry. You have better things to do." He rolled his shoulders. "I, on the other hand... I must obey my Master."


    "Let him be, Jekyll. He is more than capable of fighting his way out."

  • THE MASTER PLAYS HIS CARDS [O, ILRUUK MAKES A MOVE ON VADER]

    "Get up." The Emperor commanded, stepping infront of Vader.


    Vader had sat there, silent, in his post. Laying and waiting, watching the camp entrance. He turned his head away from the leopard, chin rested on his paws. "Get up," the panther says again, tapping on Vader. "You must rise, Lord Vader." The lion turns his head away again. "You do no good, sitting here. You must eat and recharge."


    "I do not wish to."


    "And yet you must." The leopard says, tapping on the helmet, causing Vader to look up. "You cannot hide behind your mask, Lord Vader. Especially not from me." The lion's head whips away again. The Emperor lowers onto his stomach, on the same level as the lion, trying to seem more friendly. "She wouldn't want you to mope like this." That makes Vader look right at him, noses only inches apart.


    "You don't know what she wants. I-" He nudges forward. "I know what she wanted."


    Good. He has Vader's attention. [color=A71D1d]"And yet she left you."[/color] Vader slams his fists and snarls at the leopard, and the both stand at the same time. Vader is snarling- his anger is rising- "Stop it." The Emperor says, lifting onto his haunches to bat Vader's helmet with his paw. "Stop being mad at me. I didn't drive her away. You drove her away. You made your own children afraid of you. You have tarnished your own reputation in the clan. Not me. Not Padme. Not the homosexuals. You."


    Vader steps back, his ears folded behind his mask, head tilted down. Guilt. Regret. Submission.


    "I told you, I told you, Vader. You are the weakest member in this clan. Do you know why? Do you?"[/color] He watches Vader shake his head. "Because you and your attachments are your strength, and your, greatest weakness." Too loud. Prying ears. The Emperor, proving where he is, trying to enforce this "new look", because Vader will not listen to anyone else. "You are so afraid of being left alone that you have these... violent reactions to loss. And now, you lost your position, your wife, your children, your respect-" He sees Vader moving his hand and the Emperor's paw moves, stopping them in place. "Don't you dare try to choke me." He snarls, and Vader leans away.


    "And there is no one to blame but yourself." He watches Vader, watches the lion slowly sit back down, knuckles digging into Earth. Now Lord Vader is listening. "Now how are you going to fix this, Vader? You have a weak to fix everything before your wife returns. What are you going to do?"


    Vader is quiet, besides the constant, hollow breathing- and seconds past before he responds. "I am... going to try and fix the relationship with my children." The Emperor slowly nods. "I am... going to try and invest more time with them. Since I cannot gain a position back until May. I am going to try and help Padme."


    "And of the others?"


    Vader sat up and crossed his arms. "I am not apologizing to the homosexuals." The Emperor understands this- but Vader has already forgotten Rule One, it seems. But the Emperor makes no comment. "I will supply more food by hunting. And teach fighting to others." Another nod. "But most of the focus shall be on the cubs."


    The Emperor nods. "Good. Now go. I don't want to see you moping around here again, alright?" Vader nods, and turns, heading for the camp exit, with the Emperor's eyes on him.

  • THE OLD MAN AND THE SEA [o]

    The Emperor had heard of the shrine on the territory, had been briefly interested by it, checked it out, and decided it was not worth his time.


    He, however, did feel it was a threat. With the Force stronger there, it could pose a threat to himself.


    And by the possibility, it meant the presence of the dead.


    When the Emperor investigated the temple, he had ruthlessly destroyed the trial and been greeted by not only Yoda, but the spirits of the Jedi Guardians. And when they appeared, the Emperor had to fight his way out, and left.


    But he had to keep his eyes on the true goal- Vader, and the possible replacement. He knew Vader was liable to turn on him and he knew what lengths Vader would go to for his children. He had to change his plans, again.


    So, the Emperor had focused his targets on Almir. He showed the most promise.


    But it would be slow, but the fruits from Patience's tree were always the sweetest. So, he would wait.


    The Emperor moved to the center of camp, and rose his voice. "Meet and greet!"