The Krisdot

[Professor Mors]

On the whole, the Neti was not particularly impressed with the wanton display of violence. To be sure, he felt no sympathy for any underworld gutter trash, but the simple ability to take life did not a Sith make. “We have any number of hired killers at our beck and call”, Sa’ato mused dryly as he walked toward the Rodian, “And I certainly have not heard your name whispered on the darknet”. Cracking the facsimile of joints one by one, the Neti rose up to his full height and leered down at the mercenary, golden eyes unflinching as they scanned his countenance. “I care not for your physical prowess young man”, the professor warned in earnest, “Your true measure lies within…”.

Calling the Force to his side, the Neti sent the full weight of his thoughts barreling towards the itinerant Asheron. While the depth of Sa’ato’s telepathy was not such that he could discern complex thoughts and internal monologue, there was one key item he could sense: fear, or a lack therefore. In an instant, an ironclad wave of resolve washed over the academic’s microscopic mental probes. Whether the youth was truly divorced from doubt and anxiety was unclear. However, if he could maintain this level of composure amongst the Neti and his companions, perhaps this mind was worth molding after all.

“He may yet prove useful”, Sa’ato murmured just above a whisper, his mind floating off towards other matters as he turned about, “Let us hurry to shelter…”

[Kressara Thryn]

Smoke rolled off the click of Kressara’s tongue in response to Kita’s warning tone.
Contrary to their recent calmness between once opposed apprentices of different lords, Kressara didn’t fancy being controlled. The spice heavy cloud from her lungs lifted through the air in a defiant smoke ring aimed for the silver clad sith.

“You’re giving me that look, but our new friend here is the one who took a drug laced cigarette. First one’s free, Ashy.”

Surely the Rodian was beginning to feel a tingling in his joints that grew with every puff. Too much off of that cigarette and he’d be really feeling it. A couple shouldn’t hinder his sobriety too much though if he knew better than to take the rest, lest he too be an experienced user of less than legal substances.

Kress wasn’t certain if he was a frequent flyer or not, but he definitely turned around and murdered a couple of innocent bystanders like he was on something. The black bird of the sith, none too shy about killing herself, sneered at the display. Too open. Too brash. Too unconcerned with the anonymity of those he kept company with. If authorities came to investigate before they escaped, Kressara wouldn’t hesitate to jump on the Rodian and make it look like she and her companions were doing the people a service by taking down a dangerous killer. At least long enough to get herself, Kita, and Sa’ato off the hook. While she had a skill for jailbreaks, now was not the time to get herself caught up with another prison.

When asked about having any potential place for them all to seek shelter from the Rodian’s outburst, Kressara shrugged.

“I might know a place...I don’t believe I’d trust him with my own personal safehouse. I know of an unowned warehouse in the crap part of town. It’s nothing nice, but if you blow it to bits with another display of worth, then I won’t be losing anything.” Stepping between Kita and Sa’ato, Kressara stepped over to one of the bodies and picked up his blaster.

“First thing you’ll need to learn, Ashes, is that you’ll die fast if you leave trails. Don’t forget to wipe your feet.” The platinum blonde took aim upwards and squeezed the trigger, firing off a series of shots in seemingly random directions...that was until cameras and hidden surveillance droids sparked and spilled black smoke from each carefully designated shot.

Tossing the gun aside, Kressara strode past the gathering and began her steady pace towards the streets of the undercity.

“Follow me for a place to hide. I’m sure you’ll enjoy your stay in Hotel Kress. Breakfast is free if you can catch it before it scurries through a hole in the wall.” Her tone was snarky, but the black bird was amiable at least.

[Asheron Krisdot]

Asheron stands up from his first training session in "Hotel Kress" as Kressara Thryn had snarkily called it. He lowered his visor on his heavy Combat Armor and bowed to Kita Ikari, "I see the truth about the Sith, you truly are not the killers I wanted to join before, but I much prefer the connection to the Force over being a killer, and I promise to serve the Sith well." He thought for a moment about what to do next, and just decided to wait for a response.

[Kita_Ikari]

(Ooc: Im responding as normal. Just take this post after going to Kressara's as a time jump from Asherons training thread. We will continue as normal.)

"You really shouldn't be handing out spiced or laced anything Kress." She gave the crow a worried look. "Especially to potential new recruits. He had no idea what he was walking into and now we are left with a high bounty hunter." Silvanius wanted to shake her head but instead turned to look at Sa'ato with his comment.

"He may yet prove useful."
The blonde sith apprentice had to agree with the neti. Despite how much help this bounty hunter would be needing in his training, he did have hope for potential. And the more the numbers in the sith, the stronger they became.

“I might know a place...I don’t believe I’d trust him with my own personal safehouse. I know of an unowned warehouse in the crap part of town. It’s nothing nice, but if you blow it to bits with another display of worth, then I won’t be losing anything.”

Silvanius nodded, a small smile on her lips in gratitude. "Thank you Kress. That's all I need right now."

Sighing, Silvanius began turning away, following the black crow of the sith from behind.
"I never got your name...but no matter. Tell me later. The longer we dawdle, the more we attract unwanted attention to ourselves." She said to the rodian. Silvanius had a feeling for her first official apprentice, this was gonna be a challenge for her overtime.

Gripping the hilt of her lightspear, she kept her eyes peeled for any trouble as they began walking down the streets of the underground corucant. Turning her head slightly towards Asheron, she raised a brow, concerned at how much she could teach this bounty hunter. "I'll be your master from here on out. But granted, I won't be going easy on you."

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 "I see the truth about the Sith, you truly are not the killers I wanted to join before, but I much prefer the connection to the Force over being a killer, and I promise to serve the Sith well."

Listening to the rodians words, Kita bid Kress farewell for now, and sent Sa'ato off to do what he wished in the lower levels of the city. Silvanius managed to start Asherons training in the force...but there was still much for him to learn.
Meanwhile, she planned to pick up some supplies before they left coruscant.
"Follow me." She said seriously before disappearing into the crowd of people down the streets...