The Dark Academy on Korriban

Moyr was now a Sith. And she behaved like a Sith. She wouldn't go eat paste and crowd at the mess hall. She entered the #66, dressed in a leather jacket over her tape-wear, and headed upstairs. There, she ordered a cup of true vine coffee, eggs and Blurrg bacon and sat by the window. The INN hummed ambiently, but she cared not for the news at the moment. Her gaze was on the desert landscape and the distant lights of the spaceport. The dawn was not yet there, and four out of seven moons were in view, painting the sand violet with their overlapping ominous reflected luminescence.

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A large form appeared in the corner of her vision and there was Jo'ren Rath, standing tall and looking comfortable as a newly minted Sith. He looked down at Moyr with a slight smile. "Great minds, Moyr. May we never eat paste again."

His gaze was drawn to the window and the landscape of Korriban, which today appeared quite beautiful.

"Care for some company with your breakfast?"

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"Not everyone's. But the allure of a big bad Sith with great wit is hard to turn down."

She gestured to the seat before her as she smiled wryly at Jo'ren.

"So, how does it feel to be a titular Sith?"

With a bigger smile he sat and raised his coffee mug to his lips, taking a long sip before setting it down again to speak. "Hah, well at least it will be less confusing for those beneath me in the hierarchy. Sith with a capital 'S' appears easier for them to grasp than the 's' of the sith species."

He leaned back into the seat. "But it is a comfortable fit. You are wearing it well yourself Moyr."

"Whatever confusion you lose, I'll make it up. A xeno whose kin was all the rage as pets in Kaas City last season becoming one of the Empire's revered guardians?"

She sighed, slowly draining her cup.

"Have you heard of Lord Yulo?"

As his breakfast arrived Jo'ren listened and started in on the bacon. After a few mouthfuls he replied. "Those who cannot understand the true path of the Sith are hardly worthy of notice. Although they often seem to be quite prevalent."

He shrugged at the name. "Lord Yulo? No. Should I have?"

"No idea. I don't know him either. Though I got a memo before we left Yavin that he's supposed to be my master. Xenos don't get the cool Darths, apparently."

She chuckled before attacking her blurrg bacon.

"Who do you end up with?"

"Heh. Well whoever he or she is I'm sure you'll do great things with them."

He knocked back some more coffee and took a few mouthfuls of food before replying further.

"Darth Vengean. There's a shuttle coming for me late tonight, well, first thing in the morning I guess."

"Thanks. And the great things on your to-do list, Jo'ren?"

Oh my bacon.

"Oh you know, the usual. Ultimate power. Defeat the Republic. Carve my own path across the galaxy. Get a refill of this coffee."

He raised his mug at the servant.

"Well, that's one down."