Post by Darth Indra on Nov 8, 2015 5:55:00 GMT
"They're your men. Do with them what you will. Discipline them if you think it fitting. Remind them that I, and hundreds of agents like me, will always be watching and listening." Suun countered, lacing her words with a threatening hint. Had he the capacity to smile, Suun did not doubt HK-77 would be doing so right now. The droid logged out of his TACPAD, and Suun swore he went to wipe a tear from his photorecptor.
"Admiration: I am always surprised by your moral compass Master. It warms my circuits."
"I'm full of surprises HK-77," Suun affirmed, shifting her gaze to Darth Reaver, "I've gotten you what you wanted. Information. Suspects. Investigation. Were they under my command, I would pass judgement. That behooves you. A recommendation? Community service hours at the bar. Re-open it to the public, and allow the staff a more steady salary."
She turned, addressing him, and only him.
"I'm not just good at this Darth Reaver, I excel at this. I studied for years to become an archaeologist. I understand psychology, culture and history," she continued, passionately, "I understand the Sith, better than any Jedi save the Grand Master himself. But most importantly, in my time here, I understand you. Now help me make the Jedi understand. Let me advance in my training. I request access to Council-tier artifacts, and Union Intelligence materials. If I'm going to help you win the war against the Alliance, I'll need to be armed to the teeth with information."
She did not allow him chance to answer. She let the request mellow with him, broadcasting that intent through the Force to him - and with a respectful tip of the head, she moved to leave with HK-77, stopping short at the door. Full of the Force, she stood quietly for a few seconds, looking over her shoulder.
"I want a new name too. Indra... No. Darth Indra will do."
"Admiration: I am always surprised by your moral compass Master. It warms my circuits."
"I'm full of surprises HK-77," Suun affirmed, shifting her gaze to Darth Reaver, "I've gotten you what you wanted. Information. Suspects. Investigation. Were they under my command, I would pass judgement. That behooves you. A recommendation? Community service hours at the bar. Re-open it to the public, and allow the staff a more steady salary."
She turned, addressing him, and only him.
"I'm not just good at this Darth Reaver, I excel at this. I studied for years to become an archaeologist. I understand psychology, culture and history," she continued, passionately, "I understand the Sith, better than any Jedi save the Grand Master himself. But most importantly, in my time here, I understand you. Now help me make the Jedi understand. Let me advance in my training. I request access to Council-tier artifacts, and Union Intelligence materials. If I'm going to help you win the war against the Alliance, I'll need to be armed to the teeth with information."
She did not allow him chance to answer. She let the request mellow with him, broadcasting that intent through the Force to him - and with a respectful tip of the head, she moved to leave with HK-77, stopping short at the door. Full of the Force, she stood quietly for a few seconds, looking over her shoulder.
"I want a new name too. Indra... No. Darth Indra will do."