Linnavi's Thoughts

[Linnavi]

Linnavi's Thoughts
A journal located somewhere in the Sith's quarters​

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Entry 1: Freedom


Feeling the wind through my hair as I slam the throttle forward on the speeder and ride into the horizon.

Taking off from a nameless spaceport and peering into the void, choosing a star on a hunch and just flying there.

Walking into a store knowing I could beat everyone inside to a bloody pulp with my bare hands.

That's freedom.

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I suppose in giving up on repairing my ship and pledging myself to this powerbase I lost some of my freedom. But I know if I succeed here I'll get it back, and so much more...

Lord Kholn said I'm an Incipient now. 'The lowest of the low'. A throwaway comment meant to humble me, I'm sure.

Well, it seems to me everyone here has a bunch of titles. Especially Sith Vedra with.. I don't know. A hundred??

And I've got like one. So I'll take whatever I can get. Even if it's an insulting title. I'll take it and wear it, only so that I can throw it away when I am worthy. I'll prove it to myself...

Linnavi Dyze
'Lowest of the Low'

...I quite like it.


Also, fuck Tiln'anar. I'll make her eat that fucking map.


LINN

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[Linnavi]

Entry 2: The Greatest Hunt of All Time

I can't get the Nokoe-Siniki out of my head. Ever since I found out about them and saw that face I knew I had to find it. Them. I'm not sure how many still exist. But I know there's at least one still out there. I can feel it. They're real.

I visited the town with the most claimed sightings a few days ago. Some of them took some coercing but others spoke more freely about it. There was a lot of lies and embellishments, but some at the very least believed what they were saying.

They spoke of a tall, slender mammal, with dark skin or fur (the accounts differ here) and long limbs. The most interesting feature is of course their ability to mimic different sounds, even words. It reminds me of my mother. She was able to make the strangest and most soothing sounds with her voice. There was always something new. Used to entertain me and the other kids with different animal sounds, although now I think she just made most of it up... I can do a little bit of that but... I'm not all-Nagai, so.

Anyways, whatever. The Nokoe seems to be able to parrot some words, like certain bird species do. Apparently it sounds more like whispers. Or even like the wind is speaking. The fact that it uses words like "help", "come", "hello" to lure their prey to them speaks to some level of intelligence and understanding of how sentients work. Well... most of us anyways.

An old lady claimed it had spoken her name, which would suggest it likes to track its prey for extended periods. Perhaps it overheard her name while she was speaking to her friends. Or perhaps it's capable of telepathy? Early theory.

I plan to head out soon, but I'll need help. I'll have to make several expeditions and hunt in different areas. Maybe try to bring different people on to test different theories or tactics or whatever.

First pick is Arahia. I think he'll make for a good bait, but that will be a hard sell. I'll tell him I need him for his "investigation skills" or something. Bet he'll like that.


LINN

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[Linnavi]

Entry 3: I messed up.

[The holo-comm starts recording, capturing Linnavi sitting cross-legged on her bed. The Nagai is dressed in her leather, white-striped training armour. She's holding a compact blaster rifle casually in a two-handed grip, almost like an instrument, and sighs. A recon droid jumps up to her, receiving a gentle pat on its scratched, steel head.]

Hey, so... I'm not really sure where I'm going with this but I felt the need to record something. I feel disappointed in myself. Hollow... Sometimes I don't think, I just act, and I hate that about myself. I don't care about the title, but I also kind of just threw it away. For what? I don't think I grew from that. If anything Mara did.

It makes me angry, thinking about it. Not at her. At the Dark Lord, at my Master. At all the other Lords.

[Linnavi sighs again and looks down at the rifle, then raises it and shows it to the recorder properly, tilting it around in her grip.]

I'm so fucking bored of this stupid thing by the way. Two hundred of these... I've found the barrel and the release clip to the pistol, but I've still got three more crates to go through. Who designed this stupid thing anyways? Look at this curved power pack sticking out like a limp dick.

Still looks pretty good though I guess. Check it out.

[Linnavi starts going into a series of poses with the rifle on the bed, squatting and aiming in various directions. Eventually she raises it so the curved power pack covers half her face and turned into a big smiling mouth. She tilts her head to the side as she stares into the camera, blinking. Soon after she lowers the rifle and sits down again.]

I don't really get what they want... I'm already growing. I haven't stagnated. Why do I need to fuck over those I can use to keep improving? I'll make everyone my enemy and then nobody will practice with me. Nobody will help me get what I want. These Lords really are dumb...

If you ask me, it's all this governing. Keeps all the Lords in line. Everything is so...ordered. Sending my best wishes for a civil war heading your way, future self...

[Linnavi shoots a finger gun at the camera and makes a 'pow pow' sound, then drops the gesture as she realizes how awkward and lame it was. Her eyes trail off in thought, then return to the camera as her frown grows.]

They say they want conflict... But these are the same Lords that had me grovel over blowing up some random warehouse nobody will miss. The same Lords who tip toes around Lord Xul over some tariffs. What happened with that huh? Nothing. Nothing. They're making deals. That's weak if you ask me.

No, I get it... Conflict when it's convenient. When it doesn't happen to you. When it doesn't lose them credits. When their little subjects don't get sad. When the Dark Lord doesn't see numbers go down on some fucking stat page. You fucking LOSERS!!

[Another pause follows, longer this time. She seemed to have visibly worked herself up, hands clenching the rifle tightly, nostrils flaring.]

And as if all of that wasn't enough...now I also need to figure out a way to ask the Dark Lord for another Ataru lesson without having him mention his dick... Remind me to not stay in a room alone with him and Lord Nar ever again. Fucking weirdos. It's going to be so awkward just bringing up that subject...

It's all my Master's fault...Him and his idiotic comm. Just shut up and let me do my thing.

[Linnavi approaches the camera, soon covering the entire image with her torso as she taps on the device.]

...Yeah...I really hope no one finds this recording...

[The feed cuts out.]

 

[Linnavi]

Entry 3: My Friends


I don't really want to be the Sith that follows tradition. I don't want to throw away anyone or anything just because some bitter old Pureblood says that's what I should do. At least I think they're old, I can't really tell... They all look the same don't they?

Tried to act like they wanted me to. I was almost swallowed by it. Lost myself for a moment. But Lord Xul's words made me realize that... I'm just a young, inexperienced Sith. He's not wrong. I need to learn how to control the part of me I want to keep, or I'll have to kill it. That's the stake. Mind and mouth locked in. That sounds kinda weird but you know what I mean.

Tried to sleep after writing that but I can't. I thought about my friends.

I like seeing them happy.

I like making them happy.

I'm not sure if it makes me happy, but it gives me a good feeling.

The thought alone that I have them helps me when it seems like everyone else is looking for faults in everything I do. !!!

If I push the idea of a friendship to its edge, do I think it's a weakness? Yes. But everyone has weaknesses. Even the Dark Lord. (not sure what though, will get back to you on that)

I don't think it makes me a worse Sith. I don't think it makes me a better Sith either. It makes me a Sith I want to be. One I can stare back at in the mirror and smile. That's more than most. Something worth chasing.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to not have to hide your friends. We could just roam the galaxy and do whatever we want. True freedom shared. It's a nice dream.

I would kill for my friends.

I think they are worth killing for. Because my dreams are worth it too.

I hope I never find you mom. I think they would have me kill you.

I just want to become the best of me. The strongest, most powerful version. I can do that alone, but I don't have to live it alone. That's all.

I send a smile to all of my friends. AND FUCK EVERYONE ELSE


LINN