Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-11588669-20150617171154/@comment-11588669-20150618142658

"So that's what you had her do...yeah, I remember THAT one..." Nox muttered to Orion, still slightly miffed. He shoved it aside, though, and nodded for them to get on his ship, noting to Nixia that her and he would be having a small 'chat' later. At least her force skills were adaquete...then again, at her level of training, he couldn't, quite literally, lift a blasted cup.

Speaking of Force usage, there was a presence above and behind him. Faint, ever so faint...but there. Only one class of Sith could do that, but it was still...young. Very young. When the voice spoke, Identifying it as a girl, his lip curled up into a small sneer. Not that anyone could see...

"'Darth' Marr, child. Such disrespect could get you killed." The masked Lord chided lowly, glancing at her attire. "Let's go, then, unless there are any more 'add ons'?" There was no mistaking it; the next interruption might just get someone killed. Not even waiting, he slipped into the hanger. Within, was a sleek, silver ship shaped almost like a dagger.

An X-70B Phantom-Class Prototype starship. Fast, quiet, and beyond lethal. Interior armor hidden beneath the main hull, several retractable micro-turbolasers, and a few other tricks and toys hidden around that deceptively sleek hull. It was also expensive, but he was a sith. Such trivial matters were...normally beneath him.

(For reference, just copy and paste the ship name)

The ramp lowered just in time for a booted foot to step on it, Nox being the first one to board HIS ship.