Divergence in Destiny (Star Wars RP)

Ini smiled slightly at the Droid's words, taking the inactive neural inhibitor. Just to be safe, he fiddled around with the wiring in the inhibitor to ensure that it couldn't be activated even if someone wanted to. Then he put on the inhibitor and fell into step behind the Droid.


"I fear you underestimate me, my friend. I am trained in the Echani martial arts as well as the Quichani lightsaber style. I am perfectly capable of defending myself. Oh, and one more thing."


Ini raised his cane and smacked HK lightly on the head with it.


"There. Now, if pressed, you may report that I attacked you before were able to capture me. After all, I doubt either your friends, or you Mistress, will take the word of a Jedi alone."
 
HK-50-01 Impassively watched the Arkanian disable the Inhibitor. He didn't feel betrayed - in the Jedi's position , HK-50 might not trust himself either. But the Jedi WAS giving him much more of a fair chance than most of his masters and Mistress ever had , and that gratified him greatly. HK-50 may have indeed Underestimated the Jedi - Quichani was fairly well built on the Echani arts. Unbeknownst to the Arkanian , however , HK-50 knew these arts as well - not his preferred form of Unarmed Combat , but one he knew and occasionally used regardless. As you are perfectly capable of defending I am perfectly Capable of Attacking. But that shouldn't have to happen. I like you too much..


HK-50-01 wasn't sure what this one more thing was - until he was hit in the cranial unit with the staff. He understood what that was for even before the Arkanian said so - and it almost made him leap into the air. While he couldn't directly lie , he could exaggerate or withhold information. YES! YES! YES! I can do this well oh.. I could embrace this Jedi master here if it wasn't for the fact I'm about to enact protocols. However it was indeed true that Mistress , Why'nn or Connor wouldn't believe the Jedi alone. The Jedi was being incredibly helpful , indeed. Perhaps.. I should ask nicely more often , then. Oh.. Oh this is just wonderful. I love this love this so much..


HK-50 checked and noticed they were 15 meters from the Generator , around a bend in the tunnel. So he spoke while he could , unsure of how many hostiles there would be and how much he could speak while in combat. "Gratitude/Apologetics : apologies , Master Jedi. Yes.. Quichani is veritably built on the Echani arts themselves.. Oh thank you , Sir Ma'at. Now.. Now I can tell the truth , albeit an exaggerated version of such truths. I can easily exaggerate and withhold information - merely unable to directly lie. But you saw that! You know , if it weren't for the fact that we're close to being in combat.. I would embrace you. When would I have ever known a Jedi would be the only actual adult to treat me well? Sometimes.. Sometimes I wonder if I don't just want to take Why'nn and just.. Just leave. Mistress.. She can't hurt me if I'm all the way on the other side of the Galaxy.. Right? But.. That wouldn't please either of them. Why'nn is.. Bad with betrayals like that would be.. And.. I would have a bounty on myself triple yours for all the secrets I have. But Why'nn will win me from Mistress someday.. And I can finally serve at someone's side instead of serving at their whip. Enough of this! I need to be ready for the hundreds of Hostiles I'm abou to fight.. Though since I haven't seen any yet.. I find it odd how hundreds of hostiles are hiding in a small tunnel like this.."
 
Ini used the Force to sense ahead of them into the tunnel. After a few moments of nothing, he looked to the Droid.


"I sense nothing living ahead of us. So either the threat is mostly droids, or the tunnel ahead is empty, and I doubt that there are droids, because I've been down this tunnel before. I've actually explored most of this cave in fact. I'd have deactivated the generator myself, but I just don't have the tools to do the job."


Ini walked a bit further down the tunnel before speaking again.


"Don't take this the wrong way, but this Why'nn, who I assume is the girl you refer to as Rancor, doesn't really seem like a Sith. I mean, when I first met her and she kicked what she thought was a blind old cripple's cane away I wasn't surprised, and she did give the order to have me killed, but aside from that she is surprisingly merciful. And she tends to think things through before she acts, which is definitely not something a Sith does. In fact, that is the reason I wish to speak with her. I find her disposition... rather curious."
 
HK-50-01 was disappointed Connor had.. No. Connor hadn't lied to him. They didn't have any time to do any reconnaissance of the area , and Connor probably was being protective of HK-50 since he hadn't killed anyone in decades. Unfortunately this would leave the Droid's Bloodlust unsatisfied , but it was better than it being another Ini Ma'at that wouldn't listen to HK-50's requests.. I really don't want to get destroyed right now. I just finally managed to find a way to prove myself.. It wouldn't be good to get myself destroyed. Besides.. There has GOT to be somebody in the main cave to kill.. The Droid was happy the Jedi hadnt disabled the Generator yet , because HK-50 sorely wanted to destroy something. He thought about hurting the Jedi Master himself but didn't feel that to be right - both because of Orders and because the Jedi had treated him better than any Adult ever had.


At the idea of Why'nn being less Sith , HK-50-01 found himself agreeing - to his horror. But that made it no less true - Why'nn had never hurt HK-50 , and had listened to his requests , carried them out and did so without malice. She had always soothed him , never tortuing him. She had tortured Connor , but that had obviously changed when they shared themselves. HK-50 enjoyed this- no 'real' Sith would do anything but hurt him , hurt him constantly. I shouldn't ever tell her this.. And admittedly she does look a lot like a Sith when she gets angry.. So much like Mistress that I shake and plead when it happens.


HK-50 spoke about that then , as he approched the Generator - which indeed had no defenses. "Response/Statement : you're right. I suppose Connor wasn't lying - we didn't exactly reconnoiter any of this before we undertook the mission. Ah well , I'll have to find satiation in destroying this... Generator in front of me. You.. You are right. She does look very much like Mistress when she is Displeased - which often causes me to shake and plead.. I'll freely admit that I appear rather weak around the Sith Lords. But she always calms me - get used to it on the journey , by the way - and the only person she's ever hurt is Connor.. She always listens to my requests and doesn't torture me for suggestions , queries or interruptions - indeed she doesn't hurt Connor either , anymore. Unless of course it's part of that passion they share. OH , OSIK! Pretend you didn't hear that.. Please. I wasn't supposed to say that. But she wouldn't hurt me for it , no matter how much like Mistress she may appear. And.. And.. She doesn't betray people like Sith do - I think she got that from me , though. Horrendously loyal and all that. I.. You can speak with her but please please please PLEASE make it subtle. I can't have Mistress seeing it and killing her. She's all I have , you know. Otherwise I would've already committed Final Actions. Now.. Er.. Let's get to exploding things."
 
Ini smiled and followed HK.


"Indeed. It may seem odd for a Jedi to say, but I do love a good explosion. I mostly prefer controlled explosions, and those used for constructive purposes such as making room for a new building, but I find them entertaining nonetheless. Fireworks are perhaps my favorites."


Ini sighed as he remembered some of the old festivals he'd been to in his days. He did like fireworks, and how despite being created from materials meant to destroy, they instead entertained.


"Oh, and about Why'nn." Ini said in a more serious voice. "I find your loyalty to her commendable. I promise on my word as a Jedi to get her into as little trouble with her Mistress as possible."
 
HK-50-01 listened to the Jedi Master's words while he took out three Mines and began the approximately 5-minute process of setting the three of them up to one of the two triggers he possessed. Thinking on the words , the droid didn't find anything odd about a Jedi liking explosions. HK-50 used to enjoy uncontrolled , raging inferno type explosions , but that ended the second time he was lit on fire. And being as Jedi promoted life , they should enjoy a good clearing explosion to wash away the old - though it was hypocritical that they didn't want to step aside for the Sith. But he let that thought go before it prompted him into a rage , and moved his thoughts to FireWorks. Yes.. Fireworks were interesting to the droid - though he preferred the kind of explosion that consumed large quantities of material in a single blaze.


HK-50-01 trembled slightly at the sigh , but quickly regained his composure - Mustn't let a harmless Jedi see me shake at sighs.. Even if I do that regularly. He was overjoyed that the being found his loyalty to be of worthiness - some beings , notably his masters , had told him his loyalty was worth less than the metal he was made with. But Why'nn had always appreciated him , and now the Jedi was saying the same. HK-50 greatly enjoyed that the being would minimalize the issues Why'nn could get into with Mistress - and the Droid found himself trusting the being. After all- they were fanatically devoted to being Jedi , so if they sweared upon being a Jedi that they would do something , they would certainly keep it - especially one as old as the Arkanian he was speaking to.


So he spoke , in a happier tone than usual. "Gratitude : why.. Why thank you Sir Ma'at. I used to enjoy raging fireballs of destruction.. Until I started getting lit on fire as a form of torture. Anyway , I still enjoy explosions - ones that clear debris or some other form of material more than your FireWorks. Obviously... If you don't mind me asking.. You are more progressive than the Jedi Council then , seeing as you enjoy explosions that remove the old in favor of the new. Is this true , then? And.. And I can't thank you enough for swearing upon everything you are that you will protect Why'nn from any backlash from Mistress. One day Why'nn will free me from Mistress , one glorious day. I'll not have to worry about torture or pain ever again.. But listen to me! Going on about the future like a blasted Seer. I should just be happy I managed to summon enough courage and was useful enough to get myself placed on this mission. Thank you for finding my loyalty of some worth. Except for Why'nn , I've been told my loyalty is worth less than the metal I'm made of. It's.. I guess I'm sharing all this with you because you actually seem to care.. I promise to you as an Asassin Droid.. Or a.. Whatever it is I am at this point.. That I will not impede an escape attempt should one happen. I would say I would help you.. But I'll very well get scrapped for that , and I'd rather I don't die and leave Why'nn with no-one that isn't a Sith of some kind. Oh yes! These mines here take around.. Oh , including the 2 minutes I've been speaking , 5 minutes to set up. So we have 3 minutes before we can go join Why'nn and Connor at the main cave."
 
Ini listened to the Droid as he watched the timers on them mines tick down. He thought about what he said, about being more progressive than the council.


"I suppose it's true that I'm more progressive than the Jedi Council... If you consider being faithful to the duty of our Order being faithful. The purpose of the Jedi Order was originally to maintain peace and order in the galaxy, and to bring balance to the Force. Well, in my opinion, killing anyone who practices the Dark Side of the Force is certainly not peaceful. And it seems a lot closer to cutting off half of the scale than maintaining balance. We of course didn't see eye to eye on this, so I "retired". Heh, it's only because they couldn't find anything they could use as an excuse to exile me."


Ini shook his head, then looked at HK out of the corner of his eye.


"My friend, never let anyone tell you that loyalty is valueless. I only ask two things of you. One, no matter what happens, please try to convince Why'nn to continue to seek diplomatic solutions to conflicts whenever possible. And two. In the event that I attempt to escape, do not do anything that would betray your loyalty to her. Even if in being loyal to her we become enemies, I ask that you take it upon yourself to show the Sith that loyalty is one of the most valuable things in the galaxy."
 
Zerek met the girl's stare head on, noticing the guy walking around to his rear. While he could hold his own against the pair, he wasn't going to risk it. Four blades if superheated plasma against his two weren't the best odds. Instead, he walked perpendicular to the line the Sith formed, leaned on the wall, and motioned for the pair to proceed. "Go on ahead. Keep the good loot there for me and I'll watch your backs. Seems fair to me." He briefly looked at the speeder that was already there and held back a smile. He had a plan. His bandanna covered the lower part of his face again as he waited for them to get on with it.
 
Why'nn glared at him, then ignited one side of her saber staff, approaching the man. "I think he thinks we're stupid." The prime blade glowed in the relative darkness of the cave, ice and snow beginning to melt as Why'nn stepped closer. "I think he means to steal one of our speeders." She thrust her hand out, using the Force to choke the man. 'This feels wrong...' "Your name, scavenger." Her grip tightened. She really didn't feel like torturing someone in the snow.
 
HK-50-01 listened to what Ini Ma'at had to say about the Jedi - and found himself agreeing. Indeed the original purpose of the Jedi was to bring peace - something they hadn't entirely done well in HK-50's lifetime. And indeed , destroying one side of a system isn't balancing - more UnBalancing. At the very least they should call it 'cleansing' , the worst Genocide - they did kill all the True Sith , or tried to. But it's hard to kill entire species , isn't it? Something about this Ini altogether reminded HK-50 of Jolee Bindo - one of the members of Jedi Revan's party , one of the only ones he found he didn't want to crush on his own Accord. It was rare to see Jedi leave the order and not join the Sith , but when it happened it usually drew resentment from Both Sides - which meant it took much bravery.


HK-50-01 found he was liking this Ini Ma'at more and more - much more so when the being Said he should not allow people to tell him his loyalty was useless. My kind of being - loyalty is the most valuable commodity in the Galaxy , especially if you're on the Sith side of it. He wasn't sure how he could urge Why'nn to seek diplomatic solutions to things - HK-50 himself wasn't entirely built that way. But.. There was the fact that if he hadn't tried seeking one here he wouldn't be having the wonderful conversation he was having with this Jedi Master. He also would indeed remain loyal to Why'nn at all costs - including , he had decided years ago , killing Mistress if that came down to it. He would indeed show the Sith that loyalty was the most valuable commodity - something he had already done , even if his 'asters discouraged it.


Seeing as the mine setup was complete , he stood up and spoke. "Prefix Unavaible/Gratitude : you know , you remind me very much of Jolee Bindo.. Who served Jedi Revan in the Jedi Civil war , if you remember. I actually did find myself liking him even if I was ordered to kill him on sight. Anyway , yes , I agree. Balance isn't cutting half of a side off - That's 'cleansing' or 'genocide' interchangeably. Indeed.. The True Sith we are all dealing with now were exterminated by the Jedi - but , ah , you can't kill an entire species , can you? And as for loyalty.. You know I always thought that too. It's more valuable if you serve people who kill thier masters because they want power quickly , too. And yes.. I shouldn't allow them. But.. It's no fun being lit on fire or having your switch flipped. I'm not sure how I can really urge her for diplomatic solutions - guess I need to work on the protocol droid half of myself. Anyway , yes. I'll do anything for Why'nn - even killing Mistress if that comes to that. Why'nn is my ultimate loyalty , and has been since I was passed her when she was a mewling infant.. If I have to kill you , kill mistress , kill the Galaxy for her , I will. Nothing will stop me from defending her. actually , the whole reason I had that seizure back when we fought the first time was because I thought I failed her. Now let's go , these are set up. Run as fast as you can , I'd like to blow this thing as soon as I can - but we have to be out of the cave , of course." With that he sprinted off , shouting Various Rakatani War Cries as he did so.
 
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Ini saw the beeping mines and ran off down the tunnel after the Droid. Eventually, he caught up to the Droid just as the mines detonated. He sat in the snow for a moment, panting as he caught his breath.


"That... was fun. Now, let us return to your companions. I'll walk ahead of you, while you shove me a bit to keep me moving. That way it'll look like I was captured."
 
Connor turned briefly and looked further down their path, then turned his attention back to the man. He was starting to get a strange feeling once again. It wasn't just outside interference that was going to cause these delays, but he also felt that there was something waiting for them further in. As they had been getting closer to the Holocron now, the feeling began to grow to be more familiar than he originally thought. It was like he was connected to something further in. He tried shrugging off the feeling, and keeping his focus as he watched Why'nn begin to strangle the man. Connor was still ready to ignite his blades if need be.
 
Zerek quickly felt himself being choked and reacted not with anger, panic, or fear, but with annoyance. 'So that's how it is, eh? Pity, I was actually going to be nice.' Zerek let out a choked laugh, honestly finding his situation funny. "Was going... to take... the one before yours." Zerek quickly threw one of his sabers at her choking arm, drawing the other in case the guy tried to attack him, caught his thrown saber, and generally got ready for the pair to lose control.
 
As the saber was thrown, Why'nn had to drop her hand and ignited the other side of the staff, falling into a defensive stance. "I guess we're going to taint the snow with blood after all." Still, none of this was said in anger or hatred. A strange serenity was about her person. Ready to strike at a moment's notice, but she did very much want Connor's back up. Even if they simply captured the man and returned to Korriban with a prisoner in tow, she would enjoy working with her companion. But prisoners meant guard shifts. Guard shifts meant no further physical intimacy. She would go for the killing blow. No use in taking more energy than needed. Then again, this one was force sensitive... Mother might like her bringing back a prisoner like this.
 
HK-50-01 ran through the cave shouting his battle cries , running as fast as possible - by accident he had them set to a timer instead of to the trigger. Oops.. I guess that's what comes when you haven't armed explosives in ages and distract yourself. Skidding to a stop outside the cave mouth - at a safe distance of 10 meters - he waited for a moment before the Arkanian also made it - just as the detonation occurred. His eyes took on a green-rimmed Orange hue as the explosion occurred , the Arkanian seeming to be exhausted. HK-50 , of course , wasn't exhausted in the least. But the exhaustion of the Arkanian would assist in his ruse , and he silently thanked himself for setting up the Mines incorrectly.


Apparently the Arkanian was up to the Ruse as well , as , after saying that was an encouraging experience , the Arkanian suggested that they engage in what mirrors general prisoner transport. So HK-50 drug him to his feet , took his Blaster Rifle from his shoulders and shoved the being with the broadside of it. He cursed as he did this to add to the illusion of being annoyed , but drew close to the Arkanian as he did so - within Whisper range. "Statement : I won't be able to speak to you out here in the open.. People could be watching you know. It'll take five minutes , too. Hope you don't mind this.." With that he shoved again , and shouted "MOTIVATION : GET GOING JEDI KATH HOUND!"
 
Walking quietly down the hall, Darth Trakus came to the door that the slave had said belonged to Darth Manara. If the servant had been wrong, Darth Trakus had promised that he would learn what the inside of a beast pen looked like. Turning, Darth Trakus nodded as the two soldiers serving as his escort walked up behind him, dragging the slave in question between them. Hitting the control panel on the side of the door, Darth Trakus waited to see if Darth Manara was inside, hitting the notification button twice to alert her of his presence. Stepping back, Darth Trakus ran a idle hand across the face of his helmet, tracing a scar left by a Jedi's blade during the attack on the Jedi Temple. Running from his left eye to the bottom of his chin, the helmet had been the only thing to save him.


Hearing a sniveling sound, Darth Trakus turned to see the slave had pulled himself free of the soldiers hands, and was on his knees begging quietly through sobs. Grunting, Darth Trakus waved his hand, turning back to the door. A few moment later, the sound of a blaster shot rang out through the corridor, followed by the thud of a body hitting the floor. Startled, the people in the corridor quickly departed, leaving the small party alone, the body on the floor beginning to form a small pool of blood from the blaster wound. Growing tired, Darth Trakus hit the notification button again, waiting.


@KalenNighteyes
 
Korriban


Manara slammed her fist down on the desk as the notification sound alerted her there was someone at the door. She had been pouring through old notes she had gathered about Jedi and even Gray Jedi, trying to figure out how or why one would want to breach this place. As she was clearing away her notes so prying eyes wouldn't look at them, a disk clattered to the floor. Bending over, she picked it up and looked at it. It was the disk she had confiscated from her daughter she was nine years old. She thought she had destroyed it, but apparently she hadn't. She considered the disk for a moment, half tempted to keep it. Though she hated the man for lying to her for so long, her feelings for him still lingered in a small way. This disk provided her a last way to see him, even if it was to teach their daughter ways she did not wish her to learn. A tear dropped from Manara's eye, which caused her anger to swell as she wiped it away. Angrily she crushed the disk with the Force and threw it down the garbage chute, leaving the disk completely unrecoverable. The notification buzzed again, only making her anger rise. "Yes, yes! Come in, come in!"
 
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The door slid open, and the first thing to come through the door was the body of the dead slave. The soldiers outside, having thrown the body inside, followed in quickly after it, taking up posts on either side of the door, weapons held loosely in their arms as Darth Trakus entered. Stepping over the corpse on the floor, Darth Trakus turned and bowed his head slightly to Darth Manara, in recognition of her rank.


"Firstly, Darth Manara, I would like to commend this slave. He served his masters quite well, but sadly, I have a head ache today, and his sobbing was making it worse." While speaking, he waved a hand near his head, indicating the head ache. Stepping forward, he pulled a data pad from his cloak, thumbing it to life and quietly reading it. Turning the pad, he walked forward and placed it on her desk, before turning and walking back down.


"The main reason for my visit, however, is the fact that you have an apprentice. And, more importantly, he is not here." Turning to look at her, the scarred helmet seemed to glow faintly in the light. "Might I ask where he is?"
 
Jace guessed this woman wasn't up to anything and Chuka's end of the mission was likely heating up so he had to go. But he looked back at the jedi now onserivng1 the fact she is kind of attractive. Just because the Mandalorians are tentative, well paid, business partners with the Sith doesn't mean we can't associate with Jedi. Jace signaled for his ship to pick him up from his comm link. Jace then said "Well my curiosity has been satisfied but interest has been peaked. I am hard pressed for time as well, so I must bid you farewell. You know my name, homeworld, and my face. You should look me up some time."


As his ship became visible he ignited his jetpack to fly towards it, he winked at Jessalean before putting his helmet back on and landing on the outstretch landing ramp of his ship. He entered the ship and the ramp as well as bay doors closed. The starship rocketed towards where Chuka was pursuing the Sith to. Jace informed his pilot to drop his aways from the sight and that he was going to approach in speeder.


So Jace waited in a CK - 6 Swoop Bike for a few minutes. Then the bay doors opened revealing the icy landscape of Hoth once more. Then the ship swooped low to the ground, Jace took the moment to rocket right out of the bay and then turn in the direction Chuka took off in. He gunned the accelerator to full speed trying to catch up to Chuka as soon as possible.


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Zerek stood facing the two Sith, his guard shoto's orange blades providing a bit of illumination in the dark cave. From what can be seen of the hilt, it looks like both have a sort of bayonet on them. He let out a very audible groan. "Always black and white with you people! You're both too clever for that." His stance relaxed, going from a street fighting stance to a relaxed standing position. He was still ready to move, should it be required. It was almost like having his back to a wall was comfortable to him. "Now, before we all do something we're going to regret, everybody calm down, I have a proposition." The Force was used in the sentence to try and influence all present into actually calming down and getting ready to listen to his proposition. Still, Zerek stood ready. 'Either this'll work and we can talk it out, or it won't and they'll both throw themselves at me. It's like last Thursday, except worse.'
 
Rylos knew he late, he was always late to any job that he had to do with others. Though the people he would be with this time he disliked less than others, and that was saying something about people. At least he would be working with Jace and Chuka, they are good at what they do, even if he does get somewhat annoyed by them. These thoughts simply passed through Rylos's mind as he waited for the ship to pick up Jace, looking down at the holo pad in his hand Rylos could not help but wonder who would pay for a sith dead. Most likely an other sith, but the daughter of Sith Lord Manara, now that was suicide no matter how much he was being paid. Glancing up as the bay doors opened Rylos saw Jace fly in from the surface. Casually he tucked the holo pad into a pocket and faced Jace, "Sorry for my being late." he said dryly, not really caring whether or not Jace would be frustrated with him. "I take it we are heading to Chuka's local." Rylos was onnly slightly more interested in what Chuka was doing simply because it involved more danger.


@Raikou Kaminari
 
Korriban





Manara looked down at the data pad, then looked back to the man who had placed it on her desk. "My apprentice is off world with my daughter. They do this often. Do you suspect my apprentice of learning Jedi things? I can assure you this is not true. I have been training the boy since he was two years old. He's been around my influence for far too long to let the Light Side get to him." She picked up the data pad and read through it, then looked back at Trakus. "You can question the boy if you'd like, but again, it will have to be when they return. If you have any questions I can answer for you now, please, ask."
 
As Why'nn was already calm , this did nothing to her. "I'm listening. I warn you, however, I don't take lightly to thieves." Still in a defensive stance, she almost expected this man to attack them. Then again, she struck first, so she shouldn't be that surprised if he was hostile. Tightly wound, but seeming loose, she would jump at the first sign of trouble. He'd already tried to cut her arm off... But was that not a sign of love? She could not stop to ponder that at the moment.
 
Turning to look at her briefly, Darth Trakus let a smile briefly play across his face under the helmet. Turning, he waved to the two soldiers at the door, who grabbed the body and dragged it into the hall, a trail of blood showing its passage. Once outside, they closed the door, leaving to two Sith to themselves.


"I have no questions for you, Darth Manara. But I would request that you send word to your apprentice and daughter to accelerate any mission you sent them on, so that I can end this matter as quickly as possible. If they are facing delays, I would like to know, so that I can plan accordingly. Of course, when I do question them, you are welcome to sit in on the talks. But, once more, implore them to hurry it up."


Turning and heading for the door, Darth Trakus briefly looked down at the blood smear left on the floor. Laughing quietly in his helmet, he opens the door, calling back as he steps out. "Ill send for a slave to clean this up."
 
Korriban





Manara stiffened as the other Sith gave her an order. She wasn't keen on persons lower than her ordering her around, but she would do as the man requested. With a sigh, she went over to her console and attempted to contact her apprentice and daughter, however the transmission would not go through. This irritated her. Why did they not answer? Had they gone out of their ship so soon? Pushing a few buttons, she attempted to call Connor's hand held comm unit. This time, it went through.


Hoth





Connor was about to speak when his hand held holo emitter sounded. He looked around for a moment, then pulled it from his belt, careful to not let his guard down. Activating it, he saw a small image of his master form. He felt slightly annoyed, but he was careful not to show it. "Yes, my master?"





"Why did you not answer the holo on your ship? Ugh, never mind that. I need you speed up recovery of the item in question. I need you both back here quickly." The image of Manara showed great irritation.


Connor nodded slowly. "Very well. We'll get it and return as soon as we do. I swear it will be done." Connor gave a small bow then shut off the holo, and stowed it back on his belt. "Apologies. Where were we? Are we going to kill one another or can we continue to the item we seek?" Connor was feeling slightly annoyed at the situation and would rather not resort to a full on fight, but would defend himself if he had to.
 
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