L O S T
The Undercity
Ession
Urban worlds made his head spin.Bright lights, countless people who looked like ants from the viewing port of The Haunter, enough to make the quiet boy cringe away. Of course he was no stranger; Coruscant was his place of birth, the planet he had resided on for the first seven or so years of his life. Compared to the hub of the Galaxy, Panatha and Aurum had both been almost... Serene. Of course, [member='Darth Carnifex'] had made the former less of a paradise than his mother's sanctuary had been.
He had no time to dwell on such trivial matters, however.
Allowing the mask to fit around his face, he jumped from the cockpit and landed with a clack on the metal ground. The HUD focused on the crowd for a moment, scanning for one particular vessel in the gargantuan hangar. He knew it was here, he had seen her leave hyperspace. Watched her descend.
Who she was, he did not know. He did not care. She was his now, like the creatures he stalked on Panatha, like those he had decimated on Dxun, the predator had his prey cornered... Yet the poor beast did not know it yet.
One hand settled to the back of his belt, touching the cool durasteel of his blaster. He drew from it a strength of mind. Then they fell upon the lightsaber hilt, and in an instance he became overwhelmed with the sights of his mother's final moments. His fingers pulled back as swiftly as they touched, and the boy felt perspiration build along the back of his neck, a few drops trailing down his back.
Best he keep that in his minds eye for this task. He would need all the strength and focus he could get. He had learned long ago that the hatred he held toward his Master was a driving force, it gave him strength, direction, even if none of it was directed at the monster himself.
No doubt that had been his Master's plan when passing off Asha Seren's lightsaber.
That was just the kind of beast he was.