Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-11588669-20150617171154/@comment-11588669-20150617191906

Noctum glared at the man's back, then shook his head, approaching Nixia. His posture spoke of both approval and disapproval.

"Your form was off. If I was any competent Republic Trooper, you'd just be another notch on my belt." He scolded sternly, ignoring her words as his arms crossed. His stance didn't change, nor did his voice, aside from a minor note of acceptance. "You did have a decent recovery, and you have initiative, coming down here to train by yourself. Very good."

"Moving on, we're heading to Kashyyk. The Dark Council wants it for the Empire, and sent us, along with the Third Imperial Fleet and several battalions, to take it. Lords Orion and Tsura are going to accompany us, along with whatever Sith and perhaps Darth that wishes to show. Also...your skills on the Force side are...lackluster. Lord Orion has offered to train you. You're going to work with him until he deems you satisfactory." The masked Lord removed the piece of metal, revealing his cold blue eyes, shocking blue-streaked black hair, and the large scar across his face. Instead of showing disapproval, however, it was more lax than anything. Maybe even supportive, if Nixia looked hard enough.

"Gather your things and meet me at the entrance of Druumand Kaas." He instructed finally, waving a hand to dismiss her and walking over by Orion. The Sith Lord finally stilled beside him.

"Make sure she knows enough to survive. Watching her die with her talents would be...such a waste."