Darth Shadow
An Ancient Evil
[member="Chloe Alince"]
It was time. Time to prepare his finest weapon for its greatest battle.
The Sith Lord sat on his ship, frowning at the datapad. It bore a news article from a Kaeshana publication.
"Countess Kerrigan Survives Assassination"
Someone had doctored the facts, but the core truth remained - Siobhan Kerrigan had survived his attempt to destroy her. Another Sith, an impulsive one, might have hurled the datapad against the wall in displeasure. Instead, the Sith Lord merely sighed and laid it aside. The battering ram would be out of action for a while, but was safe from his reach for now.
Thus, he could turn to his next project.
Rising, Darth Shadow went to an attached room on the Star Destroyer. Inside was a Spartan yet comfortable bedroom where his secret Apprentice lived.
Entering, he appeared beside her. "Good morning...Chloe. I trust you are well?" he asked politely.
In his dealings with his Apprentice he was nothing but stern yet polite to her. He had long learned that mere savagery and violence bred an Apprentice dedicated to resentment and revenge. Though he expected that she would in time rise to challenge him...for now it was in both their interests to remain cordial.
It was time. Time to prepare his finest weapon for its greatest battle.
The Sith Lord sat on his ship, frowning at the datapad. It bore a news article from a Kaeshana publication.
"Countess Kerrigan Survives Assassination"
Someone had doctored the facts, but the core truth remained - Siobhan Kerrigan had survived his attempt to destroy her. Another Sith, an impulsive one, might have hurled the datapad against the wall in displeasure. Instead, the Sith Lord merely sighed and laid it aside. The battering ram would be out of action for a while, but was safe from his reach for now.
Thus, he could turn to his next project.
Rising, Darth Shadow went to an attached room on the Star Destroyer. Inside was a Spartan yet comfortable bedroom where his secret Apprentice lived.
Entering, he appeared beside her. "Good morning...Chloe. I trust you are well?" he asked politely.
In his dealings with his Apprentice he was nothing but stern yet polite to her. He had long learned that mere savagery and violence bred an Apprentice dedicated to resentment and revenge. Though he expected that she would in time rise to challenge him...for now it was in both their interests to remain cordial.