Sith Lady, or Sith Baby? (private with Kfire)

[diokno44]

Lady Leliana Marek, better known as Darth Arcanus, a Sith Lady, smirked, as she sauntered through the halls of her training academy on Korriban. Ever since the man claiming to be Revan had dealt with Yuthara and Urric, she had taken over as leader, and now, she was off to her her apprentice.

[kfire]

Leliana passed by the hallway leading to the Archives, sweeping her gaze across the central chamber of her Academy. It made her feel good, seeing all the subordinate Sith and pupils moving about their daily activities, knowing they all, ultimately, answered to her. Passing through the chamber, she turned down another corridor, one heading to the torture chambers where she knew her apprentice would already be hard at work "instructing" the failing students of the Academy.

[diokno44]

Cordelia Mercer smirked, as she stared at the initiates kneeling before her, "Now, next question, get it right, and I may let you all have a bit of food. You are a soldier in a war, you have slain the leader of the invading army, but his family stands, and his child is nearing adulthood, what do you do?" A hand raised, "You, Chiss."

The Chiss shivered, "Um, I would let them live?" He answered tentatively.

Cordelia clicked her tongue, "No, you idiotic whelp, you slay them. If the child is to live, then they may seek vengeance." She raised her fingers, as a burst of lightning surged at the Chiss, and he fell over, charred, and silent.

[kfire]

The door to the chamber grated open and Leliana smiled darkly at the scene before her: Cordelia was always so good with the students. Leliana strode confidently into the chamber, sweeping her gaze across the remedial students before settling on the charred Chiss. She quirked an eyebrow and then turned her gaze to her apprentice. "Do try to be careful with your instruction. That one," she said, kicking one high leather boot towards the fallen student, "showed very little promise, but could still have been a valuable resource."

[diokno44]

"Yes, cleaning out the refreshers" Cordelia grimaced, "Do you see any potential in any of these weaklings, Mistress?" She waved her hand at the cowering group before her, "Aside for blaster fodder." She smirked cruely, her yes passing over them. Shes always criticizing me, She thought.

[kfire]

Leliana shakes her head. "Little enough potential in this batch as a whole, but surely they could serve to distract the Jedi from our true Sith or clear out some of the traps these old tombs here still hold." She's always too ready to take extreme measures... she reflected. "It is pointless to waste resources, regardless of how little value they may seem to hold."

[diokno44]

"I see Mistress, I shall do as you ask." Cordelia nodded, glaring a the group, "If there is anything else you require of me, you know where I am." She is weak, to allow this group to live. She inwardly smirked, Perhaps I can bring this to light She subtly manipulated Leliana's bowels, slowly moving the waste closer to their exit.

[kfire]

It took Leliana all of her composure as a Dark Lady of the Sith to avoid squirming or doubling over at the sudden pressure in her bowels. She had intended to talk to her apprentice about other aspects of the Academy...but that would have to wait. Putting on a face for the benefit of her apprentice and the 'class', she shook her head. "No, I simply wished to see your progress with the remedial students...I believe I shall take my leave, now."

[diokno44]

Cordelia nodded, "Do you wish for me to accompany you Mistress? I believe these weaklings deserve a short reprieve so they don't keel over too quickly." She turned her cloak twirling, her Force energy began to loosen up Leliana's bowels even more, though not enough for her to have an accident, she wanted to wait till they were alone.

[kfire]

Leliana shook her head quickly...perhaps a little too quickly. The urgent pressure from her bowels was beginning to concern her. "N-no, my apprentice. I have research to do in the Archives, you do not need to accompany me for such a task..."