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Darth Acomo’s office was a dark place lit by flaming torches in lieu of standard Imperial lighting, which gave the chamber a haunted ambience. Her wide curved desk created a barrier between herself and her command staff. A small holographic display showed the image of Lord Zash who was offworld but at least had the courtesy to check in when the Headmaster called a meeting.
The last to arrive of course was Rona Thaine, the pretty sith was useless but as long as she had Lord Baras favor the Head Master tolerated her. Overseer Rous of course always took an opportunity to jab the young Sith. He sneered and said, “Now the meeting can begin, Lord Baras’ pet is here.”
Rona narrowed her eyes but said nothing as she found a place within the gathered Sith.
Darth Acomo raised a hand and rose. This meeting would be swift as she covered the standard business of running the Academy, including the incoming class of aspirants. Once completed she opened the floor to any new business.
Rona stepped forward and said, “Darth Acomo, I have a request from Lord Baras. He has made it known to me that he desires an office here on Korriban.”
“Why?” Darth Acomo said sharply turning her gaze on the young sith.
“My master desires it,” Rona replied lowering her head.
“Denied. There is no vacancy,” Darth Acomo said.
Overseer Rous laughed bitterly which drew the gaze of the Head Master. She approached slowly as she spoke, “Is something amusing, Overseer.”
“No… I mean… it just seems a bit ironic that a great Sith like Baras be… well denied by,” he choked off his words and then said, “I meant no disrespect, Darth Acomo.”
“Do not mince words Overseer, if you have something to say, you have leave to say it,” she said calmly.
“No disrespect Head Master, but Lord Baras is a true Sith, of good breeding and by action. We should be honored that he makes such a request of us. For him to be denied such a boon by an… alien, it just seems wrong,” he said with determination.
“I see, your honesty does you much credit, Overseer.”
“I am pleased to be of service, my Lord,” Rous replied with a sigh of relief.
There was a flash of crimson and the air was hot with with energy. The constant buzz and cracking of a lightsaber filled the silence followed by two meaty sounds of flesh on the marble floor, first a body and then a head. A Lightsaber rolled free from Rous’ hand, he was far too slow to react.
Acomo sighed and said, “Captain Harad clean this mess up, Overseer Thaine, be sure to have your students ready for Orientation.”
Rona’s eyes went wide, “What? Me? You must be joking?”
Acomo turned slowly and said, “You are either Sith or you are nothing, choose quickly.”
Rona gulped and nodded, “I will comply.”
Acomo returned to her desk and sat, her lightsaber returning to her hip, sheathed. She then added to the pretty sith, “Oh and Overseer, tell Lord Baras we have a vacancy. Dismissed.”
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And OOC go.
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