Hoth: Blood and Ice

"My brother was a strategist, he rarely fought on someone else's battlefield. He knew how to keep people off-balance, and come at you in unexpected ways. Maybe you would have won, but I think we may have had to dig two graves as it were," he responded.

"But maybe I think too much of him."

"It is what it is," he said.

"Everything is quite a bit, the heat death of the universe, well that is well beyond me. This poor and ill thought out review is a dagger in my bosom that throbs, but it too shall pass. Or do you mean Lord Khalan, I admit her style is a bit outdated, but perhaps that is the intent, the I don't care ...

She nodded at Luth; uncertain of what else to say at this time and deciding to let her just go instead of filling the air with meaningless chatter. Once she was gone, she looked back to Jerri. Or Irrej. " Are you okay with this?" "Okay with what?" he asked checking his cloak for any flecks of dirt ...

"I can second that, if that means anything," Irrej added.

Anger. Betrayal. Sadness. Mixing freely with one another. Maybe there was even a bit of growing acceptance in there, somewhere. All of those feelings would've been visible coming across her features. "...There was a time I'd have given everything to be the one to do it." “It is the way of Sith to d...

“Oh, you mean my brother’s death, it was the best of times and it was the worst of times. He was my brother so I shall always feel a sense of endearment and although we were not close in our latter years, we were family. And he had children, apparently, so good news bad news?” he responded. He wobbl...

He held up a data pad and added, “I have never read such a poor review of my work, still cuts me right to the bone that they would consider my work a derivative of that nonsensical Vera Hawke. Surely they do not understand truly enticingly written eroticism if it bit them on the bottom and screamed ...

"Of course," he said solemnly. "I feel like a piece of me is now gone. Broken."

Irrej was at the edge of the hangar looking out at the cold frozen wastes.

"Then we shall have to discover this new person together, and then rule the galaxy or just retire to a quiet place, whatever," he said.

"Then we can do that, together, hand in hand," he said offering his hand.

"Well what would I do, I mean, being a wealthy socialite and incredible writer who abhors people is all I know," he said.

"Besides being a Dark Lord! Muhahahahahahaha... ahem."

Layne Hoshin wrote: ↑

Thu Sep 01, 2022 6:53 pm

"Is it? The Sith code doesn't say anything like that, does it?" She shrugged, "Besides, do you *have* to be a Sith?"

He nearly clutched his metaphorical pearls and said, "But that is my heritage!"

"Well it is the Sith way," he said calmly.

"Just a stern and powerful woman, she trained us well. Ekkage had to be bold and clever to kill her and claim her title," he said proudly.

"Reminds me of mother," he responded.

"Oh? Do tell since we are sharing," he asked.

"I find it gauche, but I respect my family's choices," he said proudly.

"Darth Ekkage would continue her reign of terror and destruction of course," he said proudly.

"I still yearn to find her, but life goes on," he said. "Maybe one day the Force will deign to give me the wisdom to find my dear sister."

"No idea," he responded.

“Well it is a tale you would not hear from a Jedi,” he said, chuckling darkly. “Darth Irrej was a dark lord of the Sith, destined to follow in the path of his father and mother, he was given two siblings, a sister and a brother; but the path to power would be an arduous one. He was an honorable soul...

"How can this Dark Lord of the Sith be of service to thee, my comely paramour?" he asked.

"What brings you to my domain, well not my domain, but my abode, as it were," he said.