Private For the Spiral Castle

[Lunafreya Solidor]

The days were long and tiring, some were not even as rewarding as they should be. Being ruler of that planet was almost a punishment, she had too much to go after and had an entire population to bend to her own will, which made her wonder if she was a Sith, she would have enslaved all of the lives in that planet to her own mind, slaves to her will, wouldn't that be something to behold? But she was still a servant of the gray side of the Force, or so she thought.

"With those signatures we are done with today's affairs, Your Grace.", Gentiana's voice was calming and tender. As she was built to be, much like to her liking since she was the one that gave the specifics for the company that built her. Today was done, at least on the affairs of the rebuilding of her capital, she had too sign for the rebuilding of museums and temples, offer loans to make pubs and clubs, create jobs, fill the population with the idea that everything was fine by letting them kill each other at the coliseum. And there was the issue regarding the current species scattered across her sector, leaders she had to negotiate and make promises in exchange for their fealty and loyalty.

"For now at least... By the Gods, when will this torturing work end? My wrist is already sore from all those signing paper duties.", she sighted from behind her desk and for her surprise Gentiana replied.
"According to the agenda your ladyship ordered me to organize, it should take roughly about three hundred and...", Lunafreya raised her hand with her palm facing up.

"I was speaking to myself, Gentiana, but thank you for the kind reminder.", her android servant bowed to her mistress after her correction. "Send word to Calis, Zozo and Maro. Tell them I need them in here to perform a duty for me.", once again the android bowed, this time she ignore her mannerism. "Also, on your way out. Deliver this orders of household to Halion.", she handed over a small piece of paper to her, Nelacar was her steward since the days they both worked for her father, his duties were now to fill her palace with droids and able staff members that were both loyal and useful to her cause. She actually preferred droids, but filing up the service roles with squamatans wearing lascivious clothing's was pleasing to her. Especially since she enjoyed watching their faces in panic when she screamed at them. She grabbed the cigarra on top of her desk before turning her back to her formal office, swinging on the chair and facing the huge window, gazing upon the city.

Darth Argentum

 

[Darth Argentum]

Lunafreya Solidor had summoned the Muun while in the midst of his meditations. Though he was not entirely displeased at this interruption. It showed that she was becoming more dependent on him. Giving him more power all the while.

It was in line with his goals. So he made his way from his apartments. Maro didn't depart immediately but he didn't tarry either. He chose to clothe himself in the fancier garb the Duchess had gifted him.

All the better to allow her to believe she had him under her thumb. He'd even given his new, custom-crafted lightsaber a place of honour in his inner sanctum. He'd made a point of highlighting this during her last visit. She seemed pleased.

Maro arrived through a side passage, past the usual front entrance. It brought her into Lunafreya's officers far more quickly than the normal route. He inclined his head as he stood before her.

"Your Highness, you called for me."

 

[Lunafreya Solidor]

The building was probably one of those old places used by the IGBC, or perhaps the other Muuns to control the planet. Only thing she knew about that place was that by the New Imperial forces took JanFathal from the thin-heads, the whole building was occupied by refugees of the rich families that couldn't escape. Almost the perfect place for her to torture the survivors for their fortunes and take over the entire place for herself and her 'court', seizing the time to arrange for an working force, resources and time as they built her dream palace. Her seat of power, the one yet to be called Spiral Castle. A construction that symbolized her arrogance and her majesty, powerful and dark, flamboyant and deadly, that would be her palace.

And yet, she found herself in dire need of watching over this project very closely. Workers were complaining about their schedules, materials were first delayed by war and secondly by a riot over the colonies in the moons of JanFathal, and now, she had to deal with the artistic hands that sailed the helm of Blood Robotics, Cariveau. He was delaying her work, delaying the machines that would add both speed and haste to the construction of her palace, perhaps not intentionally, or perhaps it was, she cared not.

Just before the Muun arrived, both Zozo and Calis arrived in her office, almost together. The elzeri raised her head and allowed both of them to greet her, even if she didn't cared enough for doing the same thing.
"Take a seat Zozo while I speak with Calis.", the Barabel did as he was ordered and his mistress addressed the one dressed in black. And before she could even say a word to her, the doors opened once again and the well-dressed figure of Maro Dansk came in, and the only one that cared to notice was her android, Gentiana, that bowed as a courtesy to him. Luna moved her eyes back to Calis. "You have your mark and you have orders."
"As you command, my princess.", Calis raised her closed fist in front of her heart and nodded towards her mistress. Leaving the room almost immediately, leaving the lot alone in that place. The elzeri turned her attention to Maro, he was calm as always, she noticed, almost a perfect candidate for this kind of job she required, leaning back in her leathery chair the Solidor grabbed an unlighted cigarra from inside a golden jewelry box and held it between her fingers.

"I did. You see... our little work at the NIB has showed a lot of progress, but, I'm in dire need of a male such as yourself to add a small contribution to our work. Seat down, Maro.", she approached the cigarra to her lips, but not the part where she used to used to, Lunafreya blew her steam to the tip, lightening up that bad habit with her mastery of pyrokinesis, by simply blowing with hot air. After that she inhaled steam one time, releasing it through her pale nostrils. "What do you know about a company called Blood Robotics?", she gave him a small moment, "Nothing, well I'm not surprised. They weren't much of a famous place, filled with brilliant minds and beautiful work but like humans and most of the near-humans are they are useless. Still I own this company, at least it is safe to say I possess most of its shares while the owners try to provide my every need and request. However... lately they haven't done their part. Moving their headquarters to JanFathal has been... troublesome. The Director of Operations, Jean Cariveau, is bringing trouble to my operation on this sector. Jean is terrified of me, but he has delayed the delivery of heavy machinery in the construction of my palace and has delayed even more the constructions of his facilities to do his work under my request. Now, I have took the liberty of scheduling a little 'tét-a-tèt' for the two of you, in which you shall remind him of his place in this little enterprise. Do not kill him, I chose you because you are smarter than that.

"Also you should know, especially since you taking care of this. Jean has been giving his ears to this pompous creature called Bowen Aylann, this creature is a damn lawyer. And the creature has met with agents from the IGBC and is most likely trying to get a loan from them, in a attempt of buying me out of the company and moving on. Perhaps Cariveau is involved or perhaps not. I don't care. While you speak with Dr. Jean, Calis will take a ride on your shuttle, use this opportunity where Cariveau will be busy with you, find Bowen Aylann before he reaches his next appointment and kill him. I know where he will be and will the IGBC representative, which will be dead as well. Because with both of them gone I will find another crook to fill his position and use his death to remind Jean what happens with those that don't play by my rules, do you have any questions or are you just sitting there looking at me?" Suddenly she was silenced looking straightlly at Maro with her sharp violet eyes. The cigarra went back to her lips for a moment after that. Taking its time for a long time as she dragged the smoke inside her lungs. "Zozo will escort you at all times, to keep you safe and do whatever you need. Do you understood what you have to do?"

Darth Argentum

 

[Darth Argentum]

The Muun took in her words without speaking. She was especially talkative today, he noted. Agitated by beings who thought they could stand up to her. His eyes met those of the Barabel and he briefly smiled without it touching his eyes.

There was no protection this lizard could offer him. Still, he would allow him along. A strong pair of claws could be useful. His frightful appearance might unsettle this Jean Cariveau. Most useful in this situation.

"I understand, your Highness," he replied smoothly "Only a conversation will occur."

Not that the Muun needed more than that. Lunafreya Solidor was not entirely aware just how deep his talents ran. He kept it that way to always hold something in reserve. Never revealing every secret was a sound insurance policy.

"Come, Master Zoso."

He inclined his head as he rose. It was off to his next meeting....

 

[Lunafreya Solidor]

The elzeri nodded towards and that was the end of the subject for her. As they left the room, Zozoped followed the Muun with a silent expression over his face. Outside, Callis was standing by the door, waiting for both of them so she could catch the ride to do her part in that little scheme. The Barabel growled loudly when the woman dressed in black got close to him, they did not liked each other, Callis once called him a 'stupid dirty lizard' and Zozo wasn't someone articulated enough to reply her with words, but what was said remained with him and would continue so for a long time, probably until one of them was dead.

The Barabel rushed his feet, leaving the woman's side and staying side by side with the Muun. Side by side with the one he was suppose to protect caused him to shake his head down to gaze upon the lean alien, Zozo was over seven and eighty seven feet tall, he was a monster even for his species of monsters. He dressed in his legionnaire armor, with his helmet under his right arm, as the left enormous scaly fingers that he had held tightly on his electrostaff.
"Your name iz Maro Danzk, Muun?", he waited a moment before proceeding, "This one once met a Danzk, or Damazk. Muuns look the same to me."How do you want to do thiz? I can bite hiz arm off if you want. Or maybe break hiz leg with my bare handz."

They walked straight to elevator, there for the private hangar to get to shuttle that would take them to JanMorva, last moon of JanFathal. A dry, desert place. The moon had no river, seas, or lakes, JanMorva was once used by the Muuns that populated the planet as a penal colony for them to work on its mines, filled with gold and other resources. The moon changed due to the centuries, JanMorva became focused entirely on mining, the moon has only one city, a heavily populated place inside the biggest mountain on the moon called Corpselake.

Lunafreya took all the factories on the moon and sold them to Blood Robotics, although their mining operations remained under her control. The mining had stopped, since she had trouble with the workers on the planet.

Darth Argentum

 

[Darth Argentum]

Lunafreya Solidor

The Muun allowed the melodrama between Callis and Zozoped play out in silence. Another pair of the Duchess' servants he might later secure loyalty of. He wondered who between them might be more useful. The Barabel was the obvious answer with his great size and martial proclivity.

Callis had been trusted with the delicate work of a silent killing. That spoke volumes about her that her mistress trusted her in this task. Maro sensed that she'd been a tougher one to catch hold of. He'd determine if she was worth the effort with time.

He turned to regard the Barabel as he began to speak. Such ignorance and barbarity he'd seldom seen in another species. It filled him with disgust. Yet it was more prudent to remain diplomatic. His eyes briefly met those of Callis and expressed his sentiments without a word.

"I suppose we would look similar to you," he said in reply.

You whose mental capacities are surpassed even by a Muun infant.

"No, Master Barabel, we will not require such violence. You will play the role of my bodyguard. Your presence alone will cause him great fear."

He looked up and met the reptile's eyes.

"Your mistress doesn't want him killed. Only intimidated."

He looked towards the woman and spoke to her next.

"When the lawyer is eliminated, signal my comm link. I will open a holo communication and display his corpse. Kill him silently but mutilate his body. We want maximum visual impact."

By then they'd reached the hangar bay where the promised shuttle awaited.

"Do you both understand?"

 

[King Iedolas Solidor]

someone delete me pls

 

[Lunafreya Solidor]

The Barabel almost told him to call him only by his name, butt the Muun was fast in his speech-craft and Zozoped didn't actually cared. He hated those kind of jobs, where 'the mistress' would send him to strike fear in the heart of someone instead of actually ripping off his heart and eating it. Those things had no place in Barab, his people were warriors and murderers, killing was part of life. And as soon as the Muun turned to Calis, he turned away his gaze.

"Understood, master Dansk. The mistress gave orders to me to make it look like a animal attacked his shuttle and torn his body apart.", there were a lot of wild animals in JanFathal, creatures of unparalleled beauty and claws big enough to rip through glass like candy.

"This one underzztandz.", Zozo growled between his sharp teeth. Calis nodded and bowed before Maro, and at the exact moment when the shuttle opened, she vanished between the hangar, disappearing in the dusk and leaving both of them alone. "I hate that woman.", Zozo growled once again, placing his helmet back to his head, hiding his face as they both waited for the speeder send by Blood Robotics.

The speeder arrived not long after that, a car big enough for both of them, driven by a fancy golden droid.
"Please, passengers, come in.", the sliding door rose up for both of them and Zozo waited for the Muun to get in first.

Darth Argentum

 

[Darth Argentum]

The Muun was satisfied that they understood. He made no response to the Barabel as he watched Callis vanish into the night. Cariveau's lawyer was going to be in for a rough night. Such was the price for opposing their plans.

At the droid's prompt, he boarded the shuttle and took his seat. Dansk strapped himself in and was peripherally aware of the Barabel doing the same. Once this was accomplished he nodded to their golden pilot. With that it began procedures for lift-off.

Some time later found the shuttle descending towards the headquarters of Blood Robotics. He found the moon oppressive in it's aspect. Very appropriate for a one-time prison colony. They touched down smoothly and without trouble.

Cariveau wasn't stupid enough to openly fire on a shuttle bearing the ruler's crest. His attempted games were far more subtle. But they would be coming to an end shortly. Perhaps the man's life too if he didn't get the message well-enough.

The droid informed them of their landing unnecessarily. He was already unstrapping his harness the moment he felt them touch down. The Muun rose to his full height and gestured towards the Barabel.

"Lead the way, Master Zozoped."

Lunafreya Solidor

 

[Lunafreya Solidor]

As both of them arrived at the building, they could notice it wasn't finished. Some parts were still being constructed, while others were clearly delayed, as machines and droids stood watch in silence, waiting for new orders but that was of no concern, at least not right now. The lobby was done it was a beautiful pale room highly decorated by a mind that knew what the Duchess would describe as 'human taste for art', and as they were both escorted through the elevator by a protocol droid, Zozo leaned over his head clad with his helmet towards the machine.

"This one hates droids.", he muttered in his native tongue, "Filthy machines.", and the droid didn't said a word about it but was fast enough to get out of his way as the elevator doors opened. Bowing to both of them and reaching out his arm towards the room, where a large, well-decorated office stood before the very eyes of the pair, in which behind a wide ebony desk sat a human male with glasses, he seemed young for his position, but much like his species, Jean-Baptiste Cariveau was a morellian and lived a long life. He smiled when he saw the pair, Zozo stood by the elevator door, in silence.

"Welcome, mister... Dansk?", Jean said after glancing at a piece of paper at his desk for a moment, before looking back once again to Maro. "I'm so sorry for this, I can name every single part that makes a droid, but I'm terrible with names. I'm Jean-Baptiste, its a pleasure meeting you.", he said standing up, bowing towards the Muun in a very polite act before sitting back in his seat. "Now, I believe we have business to discuss?", his voice was calm and so was the expression on his face.

Darth Argentum

 

[Darth Argentum]

The Muun returned the courtesy with a nod. He took his seat and regarded the man across the table. All this without words in an intentional omission. Seconds ticked by as he said nothing, increasing the tension.

The Barabel had positioned himself conspicuously within Cariveau's line of sight. Argentum had instructed this along with Zozoped removing his helmet. It seemed to have the intended effect. For all of his self-discipline, the human's eyes flitted to the lizard.

Cariveau's emotions betrayed him in the Force. A smooth face couldn't hide his growing worry. This pleased Argentum and he steepled his fingers before sitting back in his chair. Finally, the Muun spoke.

"Dr. Cariveau, you know who I am. You know why I'm here. Her Highness is most displeased with your recent actions."

He frowned for emphasis.

"Everything you have here is because of her. She granted you this, make no mistake. Without the Duchess, you'd never have ascended to your position."

"You'd have remained just another frustrated engineer stuck within the hierarchy of some corporation. She saw your skills and realized the untapped potential. In return, you promised your loyalty."

Argentum sighed theatrically and shook his head with play-acted sadness.

"But now all of this," his voice said becoming like cold iron "This is unacceptable."

Lunafreya Solidor

 

[Lunafreya Solidor]

Jean didn't flinch, at least not immediately. He slowly raised his hands from behind his desk and entwined his fingers in front of his face, clenching them down as the Muun spoke to him. There was something about that Muun that reminded him of the Princess, something foul dripping from his fangs almost like the poison from an snake, he knew about the Force, the high amount of midi-chlorians that made them feel so special, something he was not but still didn't stop him from researching about the matter, and although he lost the hold of the legacy that was his company and worked now to do the bidding of another tyrant in the galaxy, Jean kept his research a secret, well-kept and well-hidden from the preying eyes of the likes of Lunafreya Solidor.

"Look, Mr. Dansk... I gotta be honest with you.", he was trying his best not to reveal his emotions. At least not yet. "I thank the Solidor Trust and Her Grace, the Princess Lunafreya for buying my grandfather's company when things weren't exactly... well... steady. The last recession was brutal for my family, and I really thank her for all her contribution to our company and my research, but what the Duchess asks is impossible."

"I can't abandon all of my operations in my former headquarters to move to this moon and work exclusively to her design. I have... pardon me.. I used to have contracts with the former powers of the Core, and although some of them suffered with the recession, others have now recovered their losses financially and now have expressed their desire to resume their former orders and reestablish our former orders to increase production, that way giving Blood Robotics a new... oh, wait.", Cariveau ended his speech, and although honest he suddenly seemed worried as he raised from his chair and turned his gaze to the door, and Zozoped did the same, by leaning his head towards the door as they opened and a fat Neimoidian dressed in fancy clothes entered, accompanied by two B2 Super Battle-Droids. The Neimoidian opened his small arms harmlessly towards them and expressed a gentle smile in his chubby lips.

"Jean, dear, sorry I'm late my friend. I came as fast as I could, but this moon. Damn, no hyperoads.", and turning towards the Muun, almost as if he saw him for the very first time, the Neimoidian smiled and offered him his hand for both of them to shake. "How do you do, Mr. Dansk? I'm Bowen Aylann, Head of Law Department of Blood Robotics.", hearing that name, Zozo almost hissed beneath his helmet.

"I asked Mr. Aylann to join us for this meeting, Mr. Dansk.", Jean added to the Neimoidian.

Darth Argentum

 

[Darth Argentum]

The Muun's frown deepened as Cariveau continued to speak. He was arrogant and insolent and not intimidated as he should've been. Argentum began to wonder just what this human was hiding.

Then something totally unexpected happened. Bowen Aylann entered the room and he blinked in momentary surprise. That meant Calis had failed and was dead. Or she'd sold her allegiances elsewhere.

But the fat Neimodian's nonchalance spoke volumes to him. She'd failed in her attempt and Aylann was rubbing it in. It would be time to revert to a more direct approach very soon. His eyes cut a seemingly meaningless glance from the B2 super droids to Zozoped and back.

In fact, he was telling the lizard what he was going to break next. Argentum affected a concerned look at the B2's. He looked towards the lawyer and spoke.

"Master Aylann," he shook the Neimodian's proffered hand "Your droids are....impressive. Yet they're excessive for this occasion. I recall they were designed for battlefield usage. Hardly appropriate for such a meeting."

Unbeknownst to those gathered, he'd begun to gather a torrent of Dark Side energy about him. If they wanted to threaten him, he could more than deal with it....

Lunafreya Solidor

 

[Lunafreya Solidor]

The Neimodian turned his head to look at his battle droids, almost noticing them for the first time in the room. Slowly turning towards the Muun and laughing merrily as he sat in front of the Muun, with his fat body almost occupying the entire chair.

"Those old clankers? They are pieces of confederacy klarg, but I like to keep them around. Oy!", he shouted to the droids. "Be gone both of you!"
"Roger, roger.", the droids automatically declared before turning around and leaving Cariveau's office. The Neimodian gave a low, humorless laugh before keeping his eyes on the figure of Zozoped standing in his armor by the doorframe. He then ignored that and turned to Jean, who in response gave a nod to the lawyer to begin his work.

"Mr. Dansk.", He began to speak in a pleasant tone. "I believe that we know the reason for your pleasant visit. But I must say that we are disappointed, as much as we are grateful to the Duchess for her contribution in this delicate financial situation that the company found itself in, we want to ... leave your ladyship's service."

"With the contracts being made, Blood Robotics can reinvent itself and I am aware that other lines of credit are willing to offer the amount necessary to keep production stable for the time necessary to pay the Duchess Solidor for her lovely participation in our company, but we will also be more than capable of maintaining the production of orders made by your landlady at a very low price as a thank you for everything done by her for us."

"At a low cost, yes ... And we still pay for the shares bought by the Duchess in her acquisition of the company." Jean added the conversation with an addendum, Bowen just laughed softly again like that without any humor and waved his hand at Cariveau, almost as if asking him to shut up.

"So wish that your noble person could pass on our memories and best wishes in her future on this... marvelous planet.", Bowen finished his sayings by smiling his fat cheeks, and comfortably seating in his seat.

 

[Lunafreya Solidor]

Darth Argentum

 

[Darth Argentum]

The Muun watched the B2's leave before turning his attention back to the lawyer. He found the fat alien quite irritating with all of his chuckling. As if Bowen thought he had the upper hand. He didn't as he would soon find out.

Calis had failed in her mission but, as far as Argentum was concerned, Bowen was still under a death mark. That was just as well. The Neimodian babbled on about their wish to become independent again. Argentum listened impassively.

"Unacceptable," the Muun said flatly "The Duchess will maintain her majority in the corporation."

His expression had become very cold. Under their line of sight he made a grasping gesture. The Neimoidian began to gag and splutter. His windpipe had become suddenly restricted and his vision was tunneling fast.

Bowen's hand began to grasp at his throat and he began to turn awful, unnatural colors. All the while the Muun had fixed Cariveau with his cold eyes. When the human began to stand, to render some aid, Argentum shook his head.

Cariveau sat back down heavily under legs that gave way from fear. By now Bowen and fallen with a heavy thud and was drumming his heels on the floor. After another few seconds the drumming stopped. The Muun released his grip.

"As I said, Dr. Cariveau, the Duchess remains in control."

He smiled.

Lunafreya Solidor

 

[Lunafreya Solidor]

Jean knew about the Force. In what he liked to call 'the easy way' taken by both Sith and Jedi to achieve their goals by performing what others would magic, but in his opinion this thing didn't got close of being magic, for in his opinion magic wasn't but a simple event that could be explained by science. The Force Users that now infested the galaxy were the new generation of a more evolved part of their brains that produced higher midi-chlorians run through their bodies. He despised them, for they had no idea what they represented to science and to evolution, but kept themselves trapped in their petty power struggles.

His eyes looked mesmerized towards Bowen. At first he thought he was taking a small break before proceeding with his speech, but when he realized that Bowen was chocking, Jean knew in his heart that it was too late for doing anything. Perhaps he could get up, call the droids back and make a run for the elevator to escape Maro Dansk and his guard, but he knew this was impossible and he had to think about Alaine.

If they killed him, knowing he was the one in charge of all production in the company than what would they do to her? She would become their pawn like he was? Or would they dispose her and place someone else more fitting to their needs in his place?

"I... ", Cariveau started looking towards Maro and trying to find the words. "I understand completely, Mr. Dansk.", he didn't believed he was saying that. "Production will resume... on schedule. You can assure the Duchess that I will see to it personally."

Behind both of them, Zozoped hissed beneath his helmet. Almost like he was laughing.
"Thizz one thinkzz we should head to our next appointment... mister Dansk."

Darth Argentum

 

[Darth Argentum]

Cariveau's response spoke of his intelligence. He had some understanding of what the Muun could do now. He was not one who could touch the Force. Yet he likely had some inkling of what it was in a dry, scientific sense.

"Excellent, Dr. Cariveau," he said with a thin smile "I suspected your lawyer was the real problem."

He eyed the fat Neimodian corpse for a moment with dispassion. There hadn't been any true enjoyment in the act. This one was another obstacle to be removed. More so to Lunafreya Solidor but she currently employed him.

It was profitable arrangement so he would continue to act as her agent. For the time being. A time might come where that wasn't the case. If so, she would join the late solicitor in his eternal rest.

The Barabel spoke from his position. Argentum replied without turning his head.

"I believe that you're right."

He looked Cariveau right in the eyes as he spoke.

"You may not control Blood Robotics anymore, yet think about the situation. You were going to go bankrupt. Now, you can continue to do your work and make a handsome profit. All of this is possible because the Duchess expressed her wish to make it so. She will even overlook this...impasse. But remember her generosity only extends so far."

Later, from aboard the shuttle, en route to JanFathal

"The situation with Dr. Cariveau is resolved. Bowen Arryn is dead. Although it is by my doing and not Calis'. I haven't been able to contact her and suspect the Neimoidian may have had her killed."

 

[Lunafreya Solidor]

Zozoped took a turn with the shuttle, instead of going to JanFathal he went a bit off his route towards JanMorva, its fifth moon. A dry, desert place. The moon had no rivers, seas, or lakes, JanMorva was once used by the Muuns that populated the planet as a penal colony for them to work on its mines, filled with gold and other resources. The moon changed due to the centuries, JanMorva became focused entirely on mining, the moon has only one city, a heavily populated placed inside the biggest mountain on the moon called Corpselake.

He parked the shuttle on the hangar of a abandoned building, a huge dark place that could be theorized to be a factory. The trandoshan escorted Maro out of the shuttle and guided him through the darkness with nothing but a torch into the bowels of that abandoned place. There, in the dark, he turned the switch to some lights that shone exactly where Calis Vilya was standing, completely intact, surrounded by two Athena Assassin Droids, holding nothing but a long sword in her hands.

"You two... fight. One lives.", Zozo growled to those two and retreated himself behind Maro, leaning himself against a wall, removing his helmet. Showing the cruel smile in his mouth filled with sharp teeth. "Now." The droids drew their swords and moved towards the Muun.

Darth Argentum

 

[Darth Argentum]

Argentum had sensed something was amiss from the time they'd entered the shuttle. The Trandoshan had opted to pilot the craft in place of the droid for one. Then they'd veered off-course towards another of the moons instead of the planet itself. He didn't bother asking why.

The answer would become obvious soon enough. He instead occupied himself by meditating and readying himself for whatever would come. The Muun followed Zozoped down the ramp when they landed. Onto the desert-like moon and towards what seemed to be a factory.

He suspected he was being led into a trap. Nothing still was said as they approached the building. Argentum readied his lightsaber up the sleeves of his paleo-fiduciary cloak. A thin smile came as he saw the unlit interior upon entering.

Did the lizard really think he needed light to sense danger? But then Zozoped went ahead and the Muun remained in place. He allowed the slightly elongated cylindrical hilt slide into his palm and he placed his thumb lightly over the activation stud. Then he awaited the attack.

Lights were thrown on and there, unexpectedly was Calis. Along with two assassin droids of some description. They all carried blades and he looked to the Barabel as he spoke. Was this some sort of trick?

He watched Zozoped quicky walk around him and behind after his pronouncement.

"A fight is it, Zozoped?," he asked without amusement "Or did Cariveau hire you to try and kill me?"

"Yes, that would make more sense. You've been waiting here the entire time, Calis. You were never going to kill the lawyer. Instead, you're real target is me."

A nasty smile spread across his elongated face. The Dark Side was flowing through him, it's black fire pulsing and burning.

"I hope you've made your peace with your gods. Today you both die."

With that he raised his hands, one pointed towards Calis and the droids and the other thrust behind him towards Zozoped. An invisible wave of telekinetic energy rushed out towards them. Propelled by the cold rage and fiery hatred that had become embedded in his being....

Lunafreya Solidor