He didn’t want to follow the pair of Jedi. As he recoiled backward and threw his cape up to shield himself from the flames he contemplated just letting them run off.
But the Sith Code would not allow it, neither would the entailing suspicion of such an act. As much as it would be easier just to let them run off with no conflict it would bring up too many questions, too much doubt as to why a someone like him would just let a pair of Jedi escape. On top of that, there was another reason to give chase to the Jedi investigators.
The girl.
Among the array of emotions layered across the area, the girl had a flicker of curiosity among her fear. He could feel it among her panic, a tinge of interest in him. She was in awe, leading him to only guess that she had never come across someone like him before. Maybe she had seen those who had some semblance of power in their hearts, but none who had the ambition and potential that he possessed. If he could capitalize on her interest, make her see what kind of power he possessed, perhaps he could set aflame a darkness in her, a lust for power only a few potentials could relate.
After all, he was the Master now. He would need an apprentice soon, and a well-trained Jedi like her could be a potential candidate.
He did not pursue at a fast pace, simply striding after the panicked girl and her master, but he wasn't going to let them get away unscathed mentally or physically. He was quick to hone in on the girl and her master based on their emotional state. They weren't hard to track, the male was very vocally trying to dispel the air around him, trying to create a focal point of light in the air as he prowled about them. He was a light in the dark, which while it made him safer than most from Darth Seducus' mental influence, it also made him a beacon among the area, allowing the Sith to easily track his location. His Padawan fared no better when it came to hiding from the Sith Lord, her erratic state practically giving away her position. Her lack of mental control made her extremely easy to follow, even without visually seeing her he could tell exactly where she was. He could judge by her erratic pattern in the pipes that she did not know the layout of Nar Shadda's pipelines like he did, and he could reasonably assume the same of her master. Another advantage for him, as his time under Trubba the Hutt have him intricate knowledge of these tunnels, and as such superior maneuverability.
He strode through a separate tunnel, coming around a bend in the weaving pipelines to cut off their original escape route, but at his leisurely pace, he was not going to be able to reach them. He could sense they arrived at a separate platform, another control room with a few other connectors. Rather than expand the extra energy sprinting to cut them off, he instead gave a flick of his wrist, grabbing hold of the air around the girl with the Force and ripping it downward around her. He didn't need to locate her by sight anymore.
"You know, when I suggested that we part ways without any violence, I did not expect you two to take such an offer.” He called out, his voice echoing through the durasteel tunnels. “I did not expect the Jedi to train such cowardice among their Knights, where is your backbone? Is it not the task of every Jedi to seek and purge darkness whenever it rises? Or do you consider me beyond even your power?”
He did not put himself out in the open, moving along the borders of the area, just out of view of the Padawan and her master. He sent small ripples out with the force, shattering nearby light sources at he moved with simple crushes, allowing him to darken the area more and more, leaving only his prey in the light.
“It’s very clear that you did not come here for me, I’m just the little bonus you found along the way.” He uttered, his voice amplified through the darkness, channeled through the Force with his ambitious passion, flowing through the air like a poisonous fog as he attempted to force the emotions. “But that still leaves the unanswered question...what are you Jedi doing out here? Is it really in the Republic’s best interest to be sending their oh-so-important Jedi Knights to Outer Rim dumps like this? Is it really worth trying to bring hope to such a hopeless planet?”
The Sith let out a laugh, channeling his darkness to project into the increasingly dim surroundings, piling on a display of power to send waves of fear into their hearts.
“For that matter, is it Jedi should they be sending? Usually your kind is sent out for diplomacy, but I’ve heard your Common and a diplomat you are not. You’re a warrior born, Master Jedi. There is a fire in your heart that cannot be quelled by words. So what are you here for? Who did the Republic send you to kill? And why send Jedi? Why send lightsabers for what blasters could easily accomplish,albeit with less of a show? Is this just a display of power to keep the other worlds within their overbearing fingers? Or could they just find no better use for you other than chasing brigands across the scum planets of the Outer Rim?”
But the Sith Code would not allow it, neither would the entailing suspicion of such an act. As much as it would be easier just to let them run off with no conflict it would bring up too many questions, too much doubt as to why a someone like him would just let a pair of Jedi escape. On top of that, there was another reason to give chase to the Jedi investigators.
The girl.
Among the array of emotions layered across the area, the girl had a flicker of curiosity among her fear. He could feel it among her panic, a tinge of interest in him. She was in awe, leading him to only guess that she had never come across someone like him before. Maybe she had seen those who had some semblance of power in their hearts, but none who had the ambition and potential that he possessed. If he could capitalize on her interest, make her see what kind of power he possessed, perhaps he could set aflame a darkness in her, a lust for power only a few potentials could relate.
After all, he was the Master now. He would need an apprentice soon, and a well-trained Jedi like her could be a potential candidate.
He did not pursue at a fast pace, simply striding after the panicked girl and her master, but he wasn't going to let them get away unscathed mentally or physically. He was quick to hone in on the girl and her master based on their emotional state. They weren't hard to track, the male was very vocally trying to dispel the air around him, trying to create a focal point of light in the air as he prowled about them. He was a light in the dark, which while it made him safer than most from Darth Seducus' mental influence, it also made him a beacon among the area, allowing the Sith to easily track his location. His Padawan fared no better when it came to hiding from the Sith Lord, her erratic state practically giving away her position. Her lack of mental control made her extremely easy to follow, even without visually seeing her he could tell exactly where she was. He could judge by her erratic pattern in the pipes that she did not know the layout of Nar Shadda's pipelines like he did, and he could reasonably assume the same of her master. Another advantage for him, as his time under Trubba the Hutt have him intricate knowledge of these tunnels, and as such superior maneuverability.
He strode through a separate tunnel, coming around a bend in the weaving pipelines to cut off their original escape route, but at his leisurely pace, he was not going to be able to reach them. He could sense they arrived at a separate platform, another control room with a few other connectors. Rather than expand the extra energy sprinting to cut them off, he instead gave a flick of his wrist, grabbing hold of the air around the girl with the Force and ripping it downward around her. He didn't need to locate her by sight anymore.
"You know, when I suggested that we part ways without any violence, I did not expect you two to take such an offer.” He called out, his voice echoing through the durasteel tunnels. “I did not expect the Jedi to train such cowardice among their Knights, where is your backbone? Is it not the task of every Jedi to seek and purge darkness whenever it rises? Or do you consider me beyond even your power?”
He did not put himself out in the open, moving along the borders of the area, just out of view of the Padawan and her master. He sent small ripples out with the force, shattering nearby light sources at he moved with simple crushes, allowing him to darken the area more and more, leaving only his prey in the light.
“It’s very clear that you did not come here for me, I’m just the little bonus you found along the way.” He uttered, his voice amplified through the darkness, channeled through the Force with his ambitious passion, flowing through the air like a poisonous fog as he attempted to force the emotions. “But that still leaves the unanswered question...what are you Jedi doing out here? Is it really in the Republic’s best interest to be sending their oh-so-important Jedi Knights to Outer Rim dumps like this? Is it really worth trying to bring hope to such a hopeless planet?”
The Sith let out a laugh, channeling his darkness to project into the increasingly dim surroundings, piling on a display of power to send waves of fear into their hearts.
“For that matter, is it Jedi should they be sending? Usually your kind is sent out for diplomacy, but I’ve heard your Common and a diplomat you are not. You’re a warrior born, Master Jedi. There is a fire in your heart that cannot be quelled by words. So what are you here for? Who did the Republic send you to kill? And why send Jedi? Why send lightsabers for what blasters could easily accomplish,albeit with less of a show? Is this just a display of power to keep the other worlds within their overbearing fingers? Or could they just find no better use for you other than chasing brigands across the scum planets of the Outer Rim?”
