Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-11588669-20150617171154/@comment-11588669-20150617235743

"Orion, even if I was, would I tell you?" Came the slightly irritated reply. The Sith Lord really wasn't one for relationships; the entirety he'd been in during the Academy, he had only had two. One for stress, the other they just used one another. As he stepped out of the Sith Cathedral, he sighed.

He had three miles to get through with this lout and the other one... ---

Noctum was leaning against the wall of his personal dock, waiting for his apprentice. Inwardly, he mulled over how close Orion's words were to the truth, in their own crass way. He was...close to his apprentice. Though a hard taskmaster, if her mutterings were a good indication. But close, regardless.

Two other men, both imperial agents, stood a little aways from the Lord. They didn't speak in quiet tones, as they knew it would not matter; he had personally requested them, and one did not hide things from a Sith.

A quick glance around showed Noctum that his apprentice was lagging a bit. He growled, pulling out his Commlink.

"Nixia, where are you?"