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The Freedom Fighters [Open]

Harrip couldn't let this Sith say that without someone replying against him, "Not worth it. A Sith is not a good person to work for I would know." He would have grabbed Iris's arm to hold him back, but it was not his place to. And his hand would be revealed.

[member="Iris Tyrad"]
[member="Maleus"]
 

Iris Tyrad

A man with no friends, only live for revenge
Iris thought about the offer, it seemed reasonable, anybody as poor as Iris would be stupid to not take it. But before Iris even had a chance to reply, [member="Harrip"] , who had been standing to the side quietly, intervened "Not worth it. A Sith is not a good person to work for I would know" after he said this Iris glared at him, it was going along so nicely, that comment was fairly unnecessary. Iris wondered however, why [member="Harrip"] had this passionate hatred to the Sith.

[member="Maleus"]

(OOC Note: Last post for tonight, I will continue this tomorrow, when I get the chance)
 
"Yes, continue to live in destitution like your friend here." His eyes avert to the stranger who had rudely interjected in the middle of their dealings. "I suppose before you're dismissed as another addle brained plebeian you should be given the right to speak. What dealings have you had with the Sith in order to make you act so vehemently against us?"

Harrip
 
"If I told you.... you wouldn't believe me......*sigh*... I am a Sith experiment. I was once a proud slave to a 'benevolent' Sith Master. He took care of me, made sure I had everything I needed. Then he decided to use me as an experiment in his Sith Alchemy. I wear the this cloak because of what he did. I will never again be welcome in any society because of him." His tongue had been loosened and his words came quickly and full of the loathing that could be expected to accumulate over a thousand years. He pulled back his sleeve to show the horrifying Rakghoul arm beneath.

[member="Maleus"]
[member="Iris Tyrad"]
 
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A single form stepped into the bar, dressed in dark clad armor. He spoke not a word, simply moving to the bar to get his own drink. He spoke softly to the bartender, his voice surprisingly gentle despite the raspy tone in which it rung out in.

"Just a whiskey."

He would not turn, staying near the bar and simply sipping from his drink once it was given to him. With a wave of his hand he would avoid having to pay, and would continue to listen to the many conversatiosn going around. Yet Ferus knew at least one here. He could feel the boy, know he was there without even having to look. And he was more then sure the boy knew he was there too.

[member="Maleus"]
 
"You blame your shortcomings on someone you no longer have contact with and are now basing your disdain over an entire people." You-r......" ​Maleus stopped dead in his tracks as he felt a salient energy bristle from the midst of the crowd. Knowing it to be Sith he began to tremble as he pivoted his head in the opposite direction to see who was in his presence.. Quickly he turned away from [member="Harrip"] , his attention now fixated on the men adorned in obsidian clothing... After finally recognizing his masters energy he'd divert his weight into the balls of his feet until he knelled before the man who stood before him.
"Ma-Master?"
Darth Ferus
 
Rafeesh had been listening quietly to the entire discussion, but when the man strange man with the robe showed his arm he almost jumped back in surprise. He recognized an arm like that. He was about to say what it reminded him of, when [member="Maleus"] said 'Master'. He quickly threw his senses to try and find Dath Ferus. It was quick and simple, he had such a powerful presence. "He's here."

He looked around and noticed the man at the bar. He was sure it was [member="Darth Ferus"]. "That's it were done for." He said with a grin on his face.
 
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Ferus turned his head slowly, raising a brow to the Zabrak currently kneeling before him. He waved a single hand dismissevly, grumbling half to himself, half to [member="Maleus"] . "Do not kneel to me boy, not here." The icy blue gaze of the Lord would look further around the room, he simply shaking his head. And odd group, that was for sure. He went back to being silent, opting to watch and listen. There may be one or another for him to use for his own goals within the room itself.
 
"That man is our Master, or was. [member="Maleus"] is his favorite student." Rafeesh stated to the hunter. He had pointed out [member="Darth Ferus"] as he spoke and still kept the smile on his face. He was sure the Ferus could tell Rafeesh was here. What Ferus thought of that was beyond Rafeesh's ability to guess.

[member="Darth Ferus"]
[member="Carden Lorps"]
[member="Maleus"]
 
Quickly kicked off the balls of his feet as his master waved him off dismissively, he had made a bone head mistake.... Men from the republic stood in the shadows relaying odd happenings to their superiors, he had to remember to remain more vigilant to these type of situations. "I'm mistaken..." He tried his best to cover up his idiocy by the remark but he knew that he had failed... Instead of facing the scowls of the inebriated denizens, he'd retract into the shadows based towards the very end of the room.

As he reached the wall he'd notice a sheen of grime which paraded up and down it's surface. It was disgusting, still, he had to make it look like nothing had transpired. He'd force his back into it's surface which coated his cloak in dirt.. He grit his teeth menacingly as the smell of something rancid permeated through his nostrils.


Darth Ferus


Rafeesh


Carden Lorps
 
"I'm probably next." Rafeesh said, letting his anger release slowly and making sure to fill that space up with humor. He had found that it was a pretty good way of keeping loose. "Its pretty unforgiving being a Sith. Especially when your Master could have you killed for no reason other than you look at him funny." He said, still being completely humorous.

[member="Carden Lorps"]
[member="Maleus"]
[member="Darth Ferus"]
 
Gnats flew about his head, each and everyone was swatted away with fury.... His eyes narrowed as he noticed two women not so far off, as he continued to observe them he'd notice that they reeked of pheromones. Unfortunately the fear for his master outweighed his lust so he simply stayed where he was. Though Carden's comments were starting to irritate him beyond his threshold of tolerance.

From within the darkness of where he stood, his glaring eyes was able to cut through it's essence... The darkness that swelled around him was peeled away in layers as his feline-esque irises stood as two tokens of fury which seemed to burn with a tempest... "Calm....."

Carden Lorps

Rafeesh

Darth Ferus
 

Switch

Don't make me bite you...
Switch took a drag from her cigarette. It was crazy how many Sith there were in here, but there hadn't been any deaths. [member="Maleus"] @Refeesh [member="Darth Ferus"]

[member="Carden Lorps"] was mocking them now? Was he crazy?! Switch hunched her head a bit, preparing for the possibility of another Sith freak-out.
 

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