Call of Silence(Kita, Kota, Sa’ato)

[Kita_Ikari]

Silvanius felt the weight of the force drift away in a instance as Pratuzis released her. Now fully mobile once more, the sith apprentice watched as the zabrak disabled his saber. Keeping her own promise in mind of keeping things civil, Kita didn't want to give up her saber, but tossed it over to the grand inquistor for the time being.
"Better in your hands then his." Silvanus said jokingly with a small smile as she gestured at Prazutis.

Silvanius had one other weapon on her. The small dagger Warvanus had given her as a gift among her smoke bombs. But she kept that stowed away for emergency. Her saber was more a threat then any other weapon.

[Lady Kota]

She could tell Prazutis wasn't pleased with the Grand Inquisitor. Years of experience told her with his body language. The saber the young girl stopped in the air as it was being tossed at the Grand Inquisitor. She took it in her hand as it floated there, her eyes however never left Prazutis. Kota wasn't sure what his problem seemed to be with her or perhaps it was that she didn't care what Prazutis title was. "Perhaps you should ride with me to ensure you get there unharmed." She said to the girl. The Grand Inquisitor was going to insure that the young sith got to the location at least in one piece.

[Neive Undant]

Prazutis didn’t move as the Grand Inquisitor took the girl’s saber. Just how cautious was this woman of Prazutis? The way she stared, her words to the Sith about wanting her unharmed, did she not realize that Prazutis wanted the same as her? As long as she didn’t let the girl walk away, Prazutis had no reason to attack her.

Though, perhaps he let her feel his anger of her spilling her little secret a bit too much?

Prazutis huffed, an intentional noise as he didn’t need to breathe anymore. He turned to walk back to his ship, waving a dismissive hand.

“Don’t be ridiculous. I wouldn’t harm an unarmed opponent unless they were a Jedi.”

Prazutis let the words hang in the air as he walked away from the two, back to his ship. He was fine with the Grand Inquisitor being cautious of him, he just wanted her to know why she needed to be.

It was a balance. Sith who were surrendering and handing over their weapon? He was fine with capturing peacefully.

But Jedi… he would slaughter them without mercy.

Prazutis left the Sith girl and the Grand Inquisitor, making his way towards his shuttle to be transported to the Shadowhawk. While he would have preferred if the prisoner was on his ship, he wasn’t going to argue with the woman. At the very least, he would give her an escort to whatever planet she planned on taking the Sith.

[Kita_Ikari]

It was odd to Silvanius not having her lightspear. It made her feel naked without ACTUALLY being naked. She hadn't realized how attached she was to her light weapon. The sith apprentice nodded as the grand inquisitor offered her to ride with her.
"Thank you. He obviously has some serious anger issues." She replied bluntly.

Don’t be ridiculous. I wouldn’t harm an unarmed opponent unless they were a Jedi.
His words suddenly connecting his reason for being on Tibrin
Silvanius smiled slightly as the Zabrak began walking away.
"Well that explains why you were chasing Ben Kenobi and trying to kill him when you showed up on Tibrin the day of my kidnapping."

She walked over and stood next to Kota as they began walking towards her ship. She glanced at the Grand Inquisitor shaking her head in disbelief with her own memory of Ben.
"I had almost killed Ben Kenobi not long after my kidnapping. I had no powers of any kind, but me and Tormentous were hiding in a giant garage on Nal Hutta and to escape, I saw a old vehicle out of commission and had the vehicle moved and turned so I could aim with my blaster at its tank. I knew it would set off a bomb like chain reaction with the many other vehicles In there. Almost killed Ben and his Companion."

Kita continued as she crossed her arms and looked at the ground in concern. "Of course I wasn't trying to really kill them, but stop them from chasing us. I went willingly with the sith for a couple of reasons weeks after my kidnapping. Originally id probably have gone off with the Jedi if id been rescued so i could return home...But..." Her fading blue gaze held a hint of sadness behind them as she thought about her mandolorian. "...fate seemed to have me steer towards the sith in the end. For a huge personal reason which now im trying to pursue and resolve. The only problem is, i need to stay in the sith to persue it. So im giving myself willingly." She added as she played with the scars on her wrists from the spire. "Running would only make the situation worse also since my master has made it clear he would chase me down if I ran. And hurt the people on my home planet and my father. So really, im stuck where i am."

The blonde sith apprentice wasn't sure why she was sharing this information with her captor. Maybe she had not talked to anyone for so long about anything personal that she unintentionally needed to vent. Kita couldn't talk to anyone in the sith about this stuff. She kept a ton of information to herself. Strangely as much as the grand inquistor seemed intimidating, Kita felt comfortable around her.

Once on the ship and guided to her seat, Kita glanced upwards at the red armored woman, tilting her head slightly in curiosity as she strapped herself in.
"Your not what I'd expect for being in the empire. Your attitude seems very calm, although stern. Its obvious that Zabrak guy is terrified of you. But to me you don't seem that scary."

[Professor Mors]

***Marrovia System, Gordian Reach, Grid Coordinates P-5***

***Sith CC-7700 Frigate Shattered Chain, Command Bridge***

After the renewed Imperial incursions into Sith Space, meditating amidst the muffled din of the ship's command center had become something of a habit for Sa'ato. In general, the staff officers and upper-level technicians were not overtly loud as they went about their work. Still, the Neti strongly suspected they made an extra effort to reduce their volume whenever he was present on the bridge. Such being the case, he was once again attempting to probe and foresee any new threats beyond the capabilities of the Shattered Chain's own sensors suite. Unlike so many other quiet weeks on patrol, today, the cosmos had plans for the professor and his associates.

The psionic disruption began suddenly, but gently. It grew in magnitude over time, like many anxious, dissonant whispers that eventually hardened into an otherworldly shouting match. By the time the gravitas of the situation became clear, Sa'ato's eyes snapped open, and a low growl simmered up from his chest just audibly enough to draw the attention of his closest aides. The academic sighed without attempting to hide his displeasure, and took stock of what the Force had thrust to the front of his mind. Ikari, a prisoner. Worse still, Sa'ato had sensed- indifference? Complacency?

The professor knew Kita's loyalties to the Sith were flimsier than most. And while her power and potential to meddle were perhaps of little concern to Silas Karn, they were of grave importance to Sa'ato Mors. Something had to be done, immediately. The Neti rose swiftly from his seat, and turned to the nearest tactical adjutant, "Send a priority transmission to the northern Yavin airbase. The Third Infiltrator Squadron is to be outfitted for long-distance operations and rendezvous at our current heading in six hours". The stunned deck officer could hardly offer an affirmative before Sa'ato had turned on his heel toward the standing holoprojector situated behind his perch.

Still seething from the work that lay ahead, Sa'ato hastily punched the code for Aliclair's personal terminal, and began to speak before she had any opportunity for greeting, "There has been a disturbance in the Force. Silvanius has been captured by our enemies. We are departing before the end of this rotation: you will be ready before then". The Neti paused for a moment to collect himself, his oaken features twice-creased with frustration, "Our priority will be to retrieve our comrade and return them to Sith Space. It may be necessary to journey deep within enemy territory. Our strike team will be minimal, I strongly advise leaving your quadrupedal companion here for now".

The professor's expression darkened, "The vision I received was distorted. Rather, I sensed hesitation– almost complete surrender in Silvanius. It is possible she means to defect to those that would oppose us, or ally with those who seek our destruction. If necessary, our rescue operation may be reflagged for assassination as I see fit". Sa'ato exhaled again and moved to conclude, "Regardless of the final shape of this mission and its outcome, if you perform well and see this through, I will personally petition the Lord Sovereign to increase both your privileges and status within the Order"...

[Lady Kota]

"Don’t be ridiculous. I wouldn’t harm an unarmed opponent unless they were a Jedi.” His words stopped her in her tracks. "Well that explains why you were chasing Ben Kenobi and trying to kill him when you showed up on Tibrin the day of my kidnapping." The girl said as she continued on. The grand Inquisitors grip tightened on the girl's weapon. These were not words she wanted to hear she walked and grabbed Prazutis shoulder before he could board his ship. "I will see you in my office upon my return." She said. Her grip tightened a little. "That is an order." She said before letting go. Kota boarded her ship with the guards before Prazutis would have time to respond. She didn't take kindly to the fact that Prazutis was mercilessly attacking Jedi much less Ben.

[Aliclair Austjor]

It'd been a carefree few days with any sort of mission baring Aliclair's shoulders so she'd taken this time to rest up from training and meditate. Her ears stood upright, acting as satellites picking up signals, ripples within the Force. There was... something that caused her non-knicked ear to swivel. Through closed eyes, her brows knitted slightly as she pushed further but the chime of her terminal cut her concentration in two. Her opalescent optics shot open from slight anger that her moment was shattered before using telekinesis to answer the call. Her eyes didn't divert from the wall she stared at while waving her hand thus didn't catch that it was Sa'ato. When her ears caught his voice, her knitted brows loosened slightly and faced the terminal. She didn't speak, his demeanor radiated seriousness that caused unease within her person.

His message was relayed and expected the feminine to tag along in this rescue for someone's company she didn't quite enjoy but then, she never got to spend time with the silver warrioress. Her arms crossed over her torso listening on, her canine lifting his large head from the ground when he suggested to leave him behind. Which, he didn't mind considering the company he had to keep him from getting lonely but what was ticking Aliclair off was that he was demanding her to tag along. Granted, he potentially held a higher position considering the duration he was within the Sith and the knowledge he held. This rescue could serve her way out of her being on a leash with Silas. Her hands slightly fidgeted as they rested in her lap. Could she trust herself to not run if freedom was granted to her? Could Sa'ato trust her to pull this mission through? Kita seeming to completely surrender was strange to the feminine and Ali put part of her mind into thinking as to why she'd leave the Sith. Giving her cleaved ear a flick, the hybrid exhaled softly but audibly before standing to her feet and stretching out her body, her plump tail frizzling before it settled. "Very well, Professor. I will be ready by than." she simply said, glancing back at the terminal with no notable emotions circling her eyes.

[Neive Undant]

Prazutis held back his anger at feeling the Grand Inquisitor’s hand on his armor. She was pushing a line, though he doubted she cared.

She had better put that Sith in chains if she was so intent on talking with me, Prazutis thought. He looked back as she turned away, watching her walk away for a moment before he continued to his own ship.

Prazutis ordered his droid pilot to follow her vessel, unsure of her destination. The droid prepared for takeoff as Prazutis picked up a data pad off a table near the front of the ship, opening it and beginning to search through Imperial records.

Some research into the origins and intentions of the Grand Inquisitor was long overdue. Perhaps learning more about her could give him some insight on what she was really thinking.

[Kita_Ikari]

Whether the grand inquistor heard her or not, she was unsure.
It was obvious that whatever Kita had said striked a nerve with her against Pratuzis.

As she handled the situation, Kita had already went on the grand inquistors ship and considered what would happen to hers. Her YT-2000 ship Silverpelt remained parked in hiding on the planet. Reaching into her pocket, she realized she had left her com with Vidaa behind at the cantina. Unwillingly she left Vidaa with the Jedi and Arruna, since it was obvious the empire mainly only had eyes on her for the moment. "Hopefully she knows how to use it..." she thought.

In that instant, Silvanius felt uneasiness wash over her from the force. A wave of Anger and irritation hit her as if she slammed into a brick wall. The sith apprentice knew in that moment that despite not having her com on her, Sa'ato had sensed her predicament. And he didn't seem at all to happy. "Crap..." The two had been partners on quite a few missions since his joining the sith, and he had been prepping her for the throne. Now it seems he sensed her intentional will to back down from a fight. But of course Silvanius felt being neutral in this situation was the best option for the moment.

[Professor Mors]

***Sith CC-7700 Frigate Shattered Chain, Hangar Bay***

Sa'ato had assembled three ranks of operatives by the time Aliclair arrived to join him. The first was composed of pilots from the Infiltrator Squadron, hand-picked for both their skills in combat and masterful concealment in the deep vacuum of space. Next, a line of Sith warbots, including the Neti's own personal unit Y6. Lastly, the smallest in number, but largest in skill, a core of elite Massassi: veterans freshly plucked from the fighting pits. Abominations like these were a rarity. Many seldom lived as long after a small lifetime of bloodshed. And, while they remained more beast than man, their experience and instincts had been refined into a lethal efficiency.

Sa'ato did not expect any of them to survive, and would be sad to lose them. The fact that such valuable resources were to be thrown into the flames for the sake of one acolyte only served to enrage the academic further. The professor did not think much of the ceremonial trappings of his position. And yet, out of a basic respect for these fine specimens, the Neti made the effort to anoint each cranium in the ritual warpaint, and speak the prayers of the ancient Sith tongue. The Felidae likely arrived just as the so-called 'High Priest' was finishing his work. "Ah, good", Sa'ato acknowledged dryly, "The warriors and the droids will join us in my ship".

The professor swept a hand toward the other pilots to make his point, "The Mudhorn shall pose as an errant merchant vessel. Our comrades, meanwhile, will shadow our flight path while cloaked. When the time is right, we will reveal our hand and catch the enemy transport off-guard". Sa'ato narrowed his eyes in light of what he said next, "The Infiltrator wing will buy us time to board. From there, the Force will decide our fate…". Theirs– and perhaps that of Kita herself. If, and only if the Neti wasn't made to cast judgment first…