Remi the Grey
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07.16.2012 , 04:30 AM |
Part 2.14 The Crush
“Well done, Wraths.” Servant One congratulated them. “This new outpost will allow us to get a real foothold in this sector.”
Lord Scourge and Lord Ninka stood in front of the holo-terminal making their report to the Hand. More accurately, Ninka spoke to the hand and Scourge stood with his arms crossed. She had expected him to take command when he arrived, another point of disapproval from her crew, but he seemed content to quietly aid in their missions. The rest of the crew was arrayed around the terminal listening but they never participated.
“Even power must sleep.” Servant Two quavered irrelevantly.
“Yes,” Servant One agreed, “Your crew has earned some time to recharge. Take some time, Wraths, we will need you again soon.” The transmission ended.
“Sounds like a plan,” Lord Ninka said. “Captain,” Quinn looked up from where he had been managing the holo-terminal. “Set a course to Nar Shaddaa, the crew will receive leave time.”
“Right away, my lord.” Quinn replied bowing. He walked briskly to the bridge to lay in their new course. Pierce, Vette, and Broonmark returned to their quarters to make plans. Lord Scourge turned to depart but Jaesa stood in his path.
“My Lord,” she said bowing. “I wanted to compliment you on the way you handled the last mission and for killing that Jedi.” She did not notice her master hiding a smile behind her hand. “Sith with true conviction like you are rare, I admire you deeply.” She bowed again but kept her eyes on the Sith Lord. He gave her a short nod, his face blank of any expression, and walked around her.
Lord Scourge stood alone in the rarely used conference room. He held a small clear disk in his hand turning it over occasionally. His glowing red eyes stared far away.
Jaesa watched the Sith Lord covertly as she passed by on the way to the training room.
“Master,” Jaesa asked as they warmed up. “What do you think of Lord Scourge?”
Lord Ninka did not need to wonder why the younger Sith had asked. Jaesa’s hungers and habits were well known. “He is a competent partner; we’ve certainly been able to handle far more dangerous missions since he came aboard.” It was true. In the year since his arrival, the Hand had sent them to take over outposts, relay stations, and hunt down several Sith that they deemed to have a ‘destabilizing’ influence on the Empire. They had killed hundreds Jedi, Sith, soldiers and mercenaries.
“I mean as a man,” Jaesa elaborated. “He’s unlike anyone I’ve ever met; I would like to get to know him better, but I wasn’t sure how you felt. If you’re interested in him I would never interfere.”
Lord Ninka had considered it when the Sith came aboard. When she had met him the first time he was quite charming, she later came to realize that while she had asked him questions about his early days as Wrath he had been extracting information from her as well. As far as she could tell from his current expressionless exterior, his charm had been a ruse. He was very good, more subtle than she would ever give any Sith credit for, that meant he was more dangerous as well. She decided to warn her apprentice.
“I’m certainly not interested in him,” she acknowledged, then smiled as she watched Jaesa’s pupils dilate. “But you must be careful, he is very dangerous, and I do not believe the Emperor’s curse left him. He still may not be able to feel anything.”
“But he does,” Jaesa insisted looking excited now, “When the Jedi called me a whore, I felt his anger rising. I’ve never felt such rage before,” her eyes stared into the distance, “it was intoxicating.” Lord Ninka used the opportunity to disarm her apprentice.
“Have your fun, Jaesa.” She said knowingly, “But stay focused.”
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