Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-11588669-20150617171154/@comment-26543176-20150625162711

Orion's mouth compressed into a thin line as Nox spoke, taking in everything he was saying. This was, something different, Darths taking an apprentice and keeping them hidden and quiet, often those apprentices ended up either dead, or replacing their master. He knew that to be true because both he and Nox knew it, both had done he deed and taken their place. Though his own..... He was a prime example as to why Sith shut off certain emotions, things got....... Messy if they were allowed. Orion clenched his fist, feeling the gears moving and the small amount of metal showing between his sleeve and glove glowed duly in the light.

His face showed some of this, his eyes had gone flat, and his skin was pale enough that it made the tattoo under his eye show up starkly against his flesh.

"Marr's taken one on? That's dangerous, but I knew that already, things are moving quickly Nox, far too quickly, if the order was smart they'd make sure that Marr survives this apprenticeship, considering that they think you and I haven't replaced our masters yet, or so they think. Nox, am I being more crazy than usual here, when I think that they might not want us returning from this mission?" Continuing on in a quieter tone to himself; "Especially considering what I did. Alright then, priority is getting us out of this alive, second priority, I'm naming the droids, and drawing smiley faces on them."

Looking at Nox again, Orion had a pretty good impersonation of his usual smile in place, or so he thought to himself.