The First Daughter
"What do you have for me?" she said, tapping the top of one of her probe droids gently as it settled onto her shoulder.
The droid twittered and sent images of a ruined facility on an island, and behind her visor, she smiled to herself. She had hoped the place might still be standing after all this time, and thankfully, it had been missed by both the Ord Mantell government and all the other nations that had controlled this more famous word that bore the prefix Ord.
While she had been around during the recent coup and restructuring of the One Sith, she had gone off on her own to work on a pet project, one that only the one she served knew she was working on. She had left the academy behind, she had gotten all the information she needed about the upcoming generation of Sith. Some were good, others were poor excuses would need to be weeded out eventually. Luckily, she had just the test in mind. But she was getting ahead of herself.
Engaging the rented swoop bike, she took off in the direction her probe droid had indicated the island lay, its secrets buried and hoped to be long forgotten, but she had found the old reports. She had the sample from Taris, but she wanted far more information first.
The droid twittered and sent images of a ruined facility on an island, and behind her visor, she smiled to herself. She had hoped the place might still be standing after all this time, and thankfully, it had been missed by both the Ord Mantell government and all the other nations that had controlled this more famous word that bore the prefix Ord.
While she had been around during the recent coup and restructuring of the One Sith, she had gone off on her own to work on a pet project, one that only the one she served knew she was working on. She had left the academy behind, she had gotten all the information she needed about the upcoming generation of Sith. Some were good, others were poor excuses would need to be weeded out eventually. Luckily, she had just the test in mind. But she was getting ahead of herself.
Engaging the rented swoop bike, she took off in the direction her probe droid had indicated the island lay, its secrets buried and hoped to be long forgotten, but she had found the old reports. She had the sample from Taris, but she wanted far more information first.