Was she surprised at the statement? If she was she didn’t show it. This mark of respect she found it impossible to give up, but all of the Jedi here referred to her by name - she insisted on it. “Corvus, theres a Sith here to see you.” “Thank you Aramel,” she replied, bowing back. Some of the questions were challenging to say the least and a persistent young Rodian was about to ask what sounded like it was going to be a killer when there came a knock at the door.Ī Padawan entered and bowed. ' Take me to your leader.'Ĭorvus was taking a class of Younglings on the thorny issue of honouring the law whilst fighting Sith.

It slipped my mind for a moment.' His tone darkened. There was a pause, and then an aristocratic chuckle. And in fact, he made it halfway through the entry hall before being stopped by several very concerned looking Jedi. She would be notified, of that he had no doubt. It wasn't broadcasted, but the Masters were no doubt picking up on it as they focused in on the new individual. The Force-signature he left in his wake was unmistakable. Pushing himself up, he brushed his chest off out of habit and strode further into the temple. It was likely the perplexing idea of a Force-sensitive droid that was throwing him off. He received no response from the child, who simply blinked. Disciple was the embodiment of Sith ideals, even in his new form. There was a sureness to their movements, an arrogance to their voice. Anyone could know a Sith when they saw one. ' Where is your Grandmaster?' He asks, taking a knee next to the child. Once you were awake, there came no more sleep.

Once that innocence was gone it never returned. They knew nothing of the horrors they would grow to fight one day, and they did not care to know. Passing through the archway, his massive body clanking and grinding with every step and sway of his arms, he caught himself staring down at a child. Striding up the steps of the Temple of Ossus, he cast his whirring, mechanical gaze across the exterior. It was being sent back out to the Outer Rim on autopilot, its beasts left away from the light of the Jedi. There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you paid for.

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