The Dark Academy on Korriban

“I take what I want, that is the first rule of any sith. The weak exist to be dominated by the strong, I dominated you, quite easily mind you. Your Empire is of little concern to me but if you seek strength as a sith, then through me you can find that strength,” she smiles draping herself over his shoulders, her hands searching his body.

For what price? He looked stern while the ghost began to fondle him.

“You help me find a suitable body and I can show you the path to power,” she replies with a whisper.

“A strong but beautiful woman, preferably my kind but the Sith of this age have grown so human like… but a woman,” she replied kissing his neck.

It’s a strange phantom sensation.

OOC: Sylvain can tell she is trying to butter him up and she is terribly alluring, in fact her touch is heavenly... yet there is something dark in those eyes what would she do with a body? It is messing with his head the great amount of pleasure and possible pain.

Magara-Sha - Charm on Sylvain: 2eP+1eP+2eD+1eC 1 failure, 2 advantage, 1 Triumph, 1 Despair

Sylvain thinks about it for a while. The prospect of having this woman out of his mind is probably far more enticing than the things she is hinting at.

What would have to be done to this woman to transfer you over?

“Best if you take her to a place strong with the dark side, bind her and open her mind,” she replies.

“Weak willed would be easier.”

“Think about it,” she whispers and then fades from sight.

After she departed Sylvain looked over to Khalim, "Yeah... I'll pick up what I need to and then go get a drink."

"Don't worry, you're not really my type." Remmington replies back to Queen Sylvain. He is somewhat thankful that Khalim was there to de-escalate the situation. He watches them go.

"Thank you for your generousity loyal citizen." He thanks the merchant for this kind donation.

He sighs. "Something that I was trying to avoid their Niriti. Oh well, no use worrying about it now."

Looking over to Layne he puts on a smug grin. "Seems like a red letter day for you acolyte Hoshin."

/ Assuming Remmington got a datapad earlier, he'll pick up a spacesuit. /

Niriti grabs a Datapad and grins at the vendor. Although she had thought of only she and Remmy getting the benefit of the free objects, since it had been her idea and her influence, she still had gotten something free. Although the vendor had his life in a low estime, she could had sold the vendor as a slave for much more, probably.

"A what? What the fuck's sake that supposed to mean?"

She genuinely had no clue; being like... a former-slave/outer-rim bumpkin and all.

"Today is a good day for you. Giving that I haven't seen you laugh before acolyte Hoshin." Remmington replies as he secures his merchandise away into his pack.

"Yeah? Well. Not every day you see something like what we just saw. Hope he didn't scare you too much with all that talk of ravaging you."

Remmington chuckles a bit. "Maybe not much as scare so much as creeped me out."

"You should feel flattered. All that attention from a queen."

"I rather not have the attention of a queen." Remmington chuckles. "So how have you been? You did pretty well with the saber test. I guess it comes naturally to you?"

"Yes," she said; in her now very familiar verbosity. "It does."

"Well I will be interested in seeing how you handle yourself against the others if there is an opportunity to spar." Remmington says with a smile.

"You seem to be getting the hang of things."

"We'll see," she said; secretly relishing the idea of beating some of the other students into submission with a sparring match.

Remmington nods. "How are your other studies coming along. Knowledge is important too."