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You slot yourself between Ryn Sol and Seyra, sinking into the padded chair designed for top officers during meetings that could go on for hours. Ryn gives you a half-hearted nod with his customary stony face before returning to the study of the control interface housed in the right arm of the chairs. Seyra doesn’t even spare you a glance as she waits for the arrival of the Sith Lord. You focus your eyes on Murl and glare, expressing your foul mood without word. Murl rolls his eyes to your challenge and then looks elsewhere, not battling you for dominance but not cowering either.
Despite shrinking from your challenge, he irritates you just by existing. There’s a hunger in your skull to climb the table and smash his crown into the wall until both shatter. Since Urr’tal, the most trivial of annoyances, has your blood boiling. Barking, you sever the silence, “Yvalok made me kill a man, a friend, Murl. I want you to think about that and how you ambushed me with nine men. Nine. And how those nine men failed and died. Apart from you and Thang, who scurried away like vermin.”
Murl’s pretty face turns to a poor facade of shock, and replies with a tone out of a pantomime, “Me doing something like that? I think you’ve got the wrong person. You see, I’ve always admired you. See, I don’t know how you get up every morning and catch the reflection of your face in the mirror and carry on. You’re a much braver man than I.”
“We are going to have so much fun on this mission,” You smile a savage grin at the man.
“Counting down the days.” Murl shoots you a sly smile, then runs a hand through his hair.
Focusing on your breathing, the anger slowly wanes. Turning to Ryn Sol, you speak in a much more measured tone, “Do you know anything about the planet we’re being sent to?”
“There’s no singular planet. The Jedi Knight and his Padawan have started a journey to Coruscant carrying some Sith artefact, and we are going to have to intercept them and retrieve it. If you want, you can take the Knight while I try to snatch whatever the artefact is. There’d be a lot of glory in that for you. I would be surprised if a Sith Lord or Darth didn’t pluck you out of the academy if you achieved that.” The blue-skinned Chagrian muses.
