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[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel was unsure of what to think. Already there was a Force Bond between them, of course he did not know how deep it ran. He supposed that it would go even deeper over time, but that was only skepticism of course. He remained cold and distant thus far, he didn't know how to react or feel when he was around her, the experience was quite new to him, to say the least. All his life he had known nothing but the bitter emotions of the dark side. Anger, Fear, Hatred, Suffering. He might have been a kind man once but that was a different life, a life that he was even unsure that could come back.

When she said questionably of the Servant, she must have had a vague sense of who or what it was. It was true Tmoxin and himself in most part had no connection romantically, if you would even entertain such a thought it might not have even lasted for a few seconds. He could say that thus far they did not share any maternal instincts towards the child as it was both Biologically there's, but even then he wasn't sure about that, and maybe the thought terrified him. For now, he wouldn't dwell on it.

When she asked the question of what he had looked like underneath the mask. He was taken back by it, and for a moment didn't say anything, and let the sound of his breathing speak for him. After some thinking, he then spoke. "If you are curious Varas one day you will find out, but there lies a Man underneath this armor... Not a man now....No, a monster is all that remains."

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[Armand Temi]

“A monster,” she repeated. “You don’t have the build for a Ratidillo.”

Her voice had a strange, wistful tone which conveyed a bit of disappointment at not being able to glimpse what her father looked like under the layers of armor and breathing apparatus. But she was not as bold as Tmoxin. The imposing mask intimidated her as well as his powerful darkside aura which made her feel vaguely nauseous and uneasy.

Abruptly the blonde used a burst of telekinesis to send one of the metal chairs in the room flying against the wall with a clatter.

“That’s kind of fun, isn’t it?” Varas’s blue-grey eyes sparked with malice, the corner of her lip quirking upward in a smirk. “Dr. Da doesn’t like it when I do that unexpectedly.”

There was an electric energy about her now, but Varas was also wild and untrained. Even with her strong Force heritage, she’d be a disaster against any stronger warrior at this point in time.

“Sometimes I… I feel like snapping Lim Da’s long neck. Just grabbing onto it with both of my hands and squeezing until his trachea collapses.” For a moment the Disciple peered outward, past Kyrel, her gaze becoming unfocused, but there was still a sharpness about the human-Hapan hybrid.

She knew the Kaminoan scientist was listening, so her father could deduce that either she was telling the truth in her admission to homicidal thoughts or she was attempting to intimidate her caretaker.

Either way, it was a good sign that if any light existed within his daughter it was but a tiny ember enveloped in a shroud of thick, dark fog.

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[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel was astonished by the power that he had felt from her. Even as only a child she can wield so much power. He looked and witnessed the short burst of telekinesis send a chair flying across the room. He had his own private thoughts if she were to become perhaps too powerful then she could end him quickly with time, perhaps who knows what her power could reach too, for a slight moment he was afraid of his offspring and what the future could hold, but she didn't notice or wouldn't let her notice within that armor of his.

She then made a mocking gesture as if she was disappointed to not see what he looked like. It was only understandable that the child wished to know who her Father was underneath the mask. But would she be prepared for who or what he was? Perhaps not, he in a biological sense was a human a man of course, but all that was replaced with evil and hatred. He was nothing more than a monster now if she did not know that through his memories then in time she would learn soon enough.

With her dark desires especially when she spoke of strangling the Kaminoen he knew that the dark side already was within her, if the Light was still there, it was gone or snuffed out by the darkness. This pleased him but he would have to make sure she did not become some mindless murderer, after being lost in his own thoughts he spoke. "Hmm if you are prepared to see what is underneath this mask, then perhaps I will show you. As for the Kaminoen, you must hold your murderous urges at bay for now. I do not believe your Mother would be happy to see one of her scientists dead. But what you feel is only natural it is of your nature after all."

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[Armand Temi]

“I can wait if that is what you wish, Father,” Varas said, perhaps surprising the Master of Ren. “I suppose I have enough new information to process as it is.”

She contemplated what Kyrel had said about murder. If she searched her own implanted memories, she could tell that her mother loathed aliens, but yes, she would likely not care for the Disciple eliminating one of her top scientists.

“Will I get to see her? Tmoxin?”

Varas knew what the answer would be as she asked the question, but it felt somehow satisfying to wonder out loud.

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[Kyrel Ren]

Kyrel for the moment was lost in thought, he did not know what would happen if Tmoxin met their daughter. Of course she had a hand in her creation, but he did not know whether or not she would form a maternal instinct to the being, he highly doubt it. But if that were to happen later down the line, things could prove to be troublesome.

He looked at her for a moment, his gaze did not tell her if he was lost in thought, or if she had an idea of what he could possibly thinking underneath the mask. He then started to speak as if he had finally come to a decision about something. "Yes, I am certain you will, in the meantime I have created two options for you. You cannot stay here for long, this world is under the control of the Imperial Remnant and I am making an awful risk in being here. You will either choose to head to the Bastion of Ren on Virgillia or to Vader's Castle on the volcanic planet of Mustafar my dwelling. The choice I leave to you, but you will see me again either way."

He said turning his back and making his way out. His cape swaying with his purposeful stride, as he walked out of the room and into the pristine halls of the facility.

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