She had called Ghos at the Black Star. The delivery was imminent. She had prepared a secluded part of the cargo bay to store it.
The hate of yesterday's failure. The hate of the damaged lightsabre. It propelled her. She embraced it, channelled it, let it run course through her body and bring it to the new level of performance. The cargo load changed into her training grounds, where she experimented with tapping boldly into the Dark Side. The effects would come, she knew it. She was striking walls, bouncing off them, jumping off the railing, channelling the pain and anger into strength. When she fired up Passion and it sizzled because of the damage, the anger got only stronger. Not thinking much, she opened the case and reached out with the tools to carve the crystal into even more malicious a construct that it already was. It was supposed to be drawing pain, extreme one, so she could see how her anger translates into suffering. She had no idea was she was doing, mechanically. But spiritually, she knew. The Dark Side guided her.
LM4. Second Crystal Mod. Mechanics. Zash's Database & Talent. Mask: +1 Dark Pip. Target: More Vicious. Difficulty reduced to Average.: 2eA+2eB+1eF+2eD 1 failure, 1 advantage, 1 Dark Side
[2 Dark Pips for Successes: 1 Success, 1 Advantage; -200 Credits]
The lightray still jumped when she tried it again, but the glow spoke of torture this blade would deal to Moyr's enemies.
"Through Passion, I gain Strength." She whispered, grinning to the glow.
