A Permanent Lesson

[Neive Undant]

Prazutis kept his head down as he heard the uprise of outrage. He knew that this would come, of course. But as a small wave of tension emitted from the holocron, Prazutis eyes it only a moment before hearing Captain Vassyl begin his own point. It seemed that for the first time since he had joined the Empire’s ranks... Prazutis have a genuine smile. Not one of malevolence, not of a sadistic nature... a genuine smile gave rise behind his helmet as he listened to Captain Vassyl’s arguement. Although he could not commune with the Lord on Korriban, which would make his job somewhat harder when the time did come... the ball was now in his court.
“If I may speak... I care not for personal prestige, or tales of my own battles. My only goal is that the Empire flourishes. And if this plan does fail... by all means, my death at that moment would be for benefit of the Empire. I would expect no less.”
Prazutis raised his head at the holo-image of the Captain, giving a just nod. Although the inquisitorious did not like it... it seemed his goals were now in reach. He only needed to set the next stones in place for what will happen.
“If you will allow me, Captain, I would like to obtain a bit of information before this experiment continues. You see... within this holocron, as I stated earlier, is the spiritual Remnants of Darth Nihilus. As such, I currently would have no way of properly communicating, as in his time, he spoke the ancient language of the Sith. If I can acquire a text on the language, I can learn it for myself and make the experiment easier and faster for everyone.”
Prazutis remembered his old droid, still sitting idly by on coruscant as he ordered. Perhaps he could once again put that droid to use?
“I assure you it comes of no risk to any imperial assets, in the worst case scenario, only myself would be in harm’s way.”

[Zuno Drallac]

Inquisitor Grendam stared blankly at the holographic image of Doren. He couldn’t even bring the words to his lips with how disappointed he was. No not disappointed, furious. The man looked to Inquisitor Caesar hoping to see him just as outraged at this Naval officer. How could they just let this happen, bringing Sith teaching into the heart of the Empire, into their own fold.

His rage turned to defeat as he looked to Prazutis. Now he could only hope that the fool of a man messed up so that the Inquisition could strike him down and contain this Sith relic so no one could ever use it. The Empire did not need this monstrosity to win their wars, Grendam was for sure of that.