Fiona: ~sitting on the tree stump, she sighed inwardly~ She was not going to run after Argyyle, if he wanted to storm off into the woods... she was certainly not going to stop him. She thought about what he had said but SHE had nothing to defend. He was the one that left... he was the one that blocked her. Perhaps one day they could
discuss this, but this was not the right time. They both needed some time away from each other, that was all.
Ulic: ~he smirked lightly watching the girl. her brother had stormed off. now was the perfect time to turn her to him... she was weak... but under him... she could be strong... yes... very strong indeed. he moves to within a few feet of her, still his presence is cloaked with the force. he speaks softly, so that only she can hear~ well my
dear... you did well in there
Fiona: ~Fiona stood and faced where the voice had come from, speaking as softly... her eyebrow raised~ "What do you mean Ulic?"
Argyyle: **Argyyle's gaze abruptly focused when his sister turned and turned**
Ulic: for your brother to storm off like that, and for you to radiate the feelings you do now... something must have happened.... something where you stood up for yourself.. made yourself look strong in his eyes
Fiona: ~She was wondering at the reappearance of this man who had so threatened both of them and she kept herself prepared, not trusting this sudden change in attitude. For now she would listen, but she would not lessen her guard. ~ "Something is always happening, such is life. Of course I stand up for myself. I am strong, it doesn't matter how he or anyone else sees me. "
Argyyle: **from the sudden shifting of her body posture, Argyyle thought it looked almost as if Fiona were talking to someone. But there was no one there... Perhaps that bastard, Ulic Qel-Droma was around again... He decided to wait and see what would happen. He couldn't be sure if she was talking into the com link or not.**
Ulic: you are strong you say? ~laughs, still invisible to all around~ you think you are strong? do you really? could you withstand any attack i threw at you? i could cut you down while i cannot be seen and you could do nothing, is that strength?
Fiona: ~Fiona said with a distinct chill to her voice~ "There are many kinds of strength, Ulic. I told father that I am far more sith than he is, I am lacking in the knowledge of how to express that darkness with force powers. What I am lacking can be gained. You and father are both powerful but I do not cower behind powers. So yes I
am strong, and yes you could defeat me. Is there another point you'd like to make?"
Ulic: in the reckoning of everyone in the galaxy, you are weak, weak in body... weak in power..weak in influence... weak in mind... i do not see any strength that you possess now... though... im sure you could, if you could live long enough to see it. perhaps your brother would like to gain these powers... for such is what i have to offer.. since he does not seem to whine as much as you ~he reached his hand and snapped two twigs one near her, the other slightly farther away, to show him walking away from her. he really stood there, awaiting her
response.~
Argyyle: **hears two twigs snap, and stands, hand on his hilt, searching for the source of those snaps**
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