The Red of Sinner
Battle Sister
[member="Selene Ishtar"]
The time of the eclipse was about them as Romeo walked around the keep's halls, all that was on him was his dark jedi robes, and his ego. He inhaled, then exhaled, breathing in the air of him home.
-This is a place of peace, but it is threatened...I must be vigilant at these moments..-
But he could not help but be in a relaxed state at the moment.
Red eyes pierced through the darkness, as fires lit up as he walked past them, he wasnt doing anything in particular, just walking around, thinking. There was nothing that required his immediate attention at the moment, so he figured to wonder around, in hopes that his mind would be put at a better ease. Maybe find a inspiration for some project for the future, but nothing came. His mind was bent on the thoughts of Ession, and the Queen.
He shouldn't have sent Felicia to that meeting, now he was potential enemy of the Reformation in their eyes, and the Mandos hated them more then they aleady did. In Vahla, he cursed, and then spoke in it, "Graxin is a tyrant, in the end...it will be needed for the Sith to kill him...it's inevitable...not all of them in the One Sith are pure evil...I know this at least." He blinked a few times. The halls echoed his voice, carrying it out past these walls, into rooms. He cared not. No one would understand what he just said.
Romeo's facial expression changed as he thought about the Queen, and what Graxin would try to do. He would fail, or the Queen would die, and right now, he hoped she wouldnt, for once, he rooted for the enemy.
Again in Vahla he spoke, "Graxin will not head that which is give to him. Primevil will strike hard, and fast, all will fall. I am positive that's what will be the fall of the One Sith.." He stopped speaking, and leaned against a wall. He tired of being alone...he wanted company.
The time of the eclipse was about them as Romeo walked around the keep's halls, all that was on him was his dark jedi robes, and his ego. He inhaled, then exhaled, breathing in the air of him home.
-This is a place of peace, but it is threatened...I must be vigilant at these moments..-
But he could not help but be in a relaxed state at the moment.
Red eyes pierced through the darkness, as fires lit up as he walked past them, he wasnt doing anything in particular, just walking around, thinking. There was nothing that required his immediate attention at the moment, so he figured to wonder around, in hopes that his mind would be put at a better ease. Maybe find a inspiration for some project for the future, but nothing came. His mind was bent on the thoughts of Ession, and the Queen.
He shouldn't have sent Felicia to that meeting, now he was potential enemy of the Reformation in their eyes, and the Mandos hated them more then they aleady did. In Vahla, he cursed, and then spoke in it, "Graxin is a tyrant, in the end...it will be needed for the Sith to kill him...it's inevitable...not all of them in the One Sith are pure evil...I know this at least." He blinked a few times. The halls echoed his voice, carrying it out past these walls, into rooms. He cared not. No one would understand what he just said.
Romeo's facial expression changed as he thought about the Queen, and what Graxin would try to do. He would fail, or the Queen would die, and right now, he hoped she wouldnt, for once, he rooted for the enemy.
Again in Vahla he spoke, "Graxin will not head that which is give to him. Primevil will strike hard, and fast, all will fall. I am positive that's what will be the fall of the One Sith.." He stopped speaking, and leaned against a wall. He tired of being alone...he wanted company.