| Fiona: ~continues walking whistling a happy tune...remembers that sith don't do that...and then just walks...~ Argyyle: **follows, shaking his head. His sister was certainly a strange one.** Fiona, it would seem that father has decided to continue on his way, and this...other...is coming twards us. **draws his sword, and waits with his sister, setting the point into the ground, hands resting lightly on the hilt** Fiona: ~merely waits, resting her hand lightly on her blaster, for the stranger to approach.~ Argyyle: im surprised father didnt kill him. I wonder who this could be. Fiona: "Well father is weak, that certainly doesn't mean anything." Argyyle: **nods in agreement** mmm....still...do you think they knew each other? Fiona: " I really don't care, Argyyle..." ~shrugs and continues to keep her eyes on the stranger ~ " It is certainly quite a coincidence that we would run into anyone, when father made sure to land outside of any population centers." Argyyle: **Argyyle sighs, thinking to himself "shes still angry with me....shes got to know there was nothig i could do, and that it wasnt my fault.** coincidence? i doubt that very much. Roka probably planned this from the beginning. its probably someone else to accompany us and keep tabs on us. you know he loves his little power trips to much to let go of them. Fiona: ~glances at him, catching part of his thought and resists the urge to punch him. There wasn't time for that right now. Later though...~ Argyyle: **tenses as he feels her urge, ready to defend himself if necessary** Fiona: " That is a possibility, but I don't think father is intelligent enough to have planned that. Especially not while his mind is on mother dearest." Argyyle: **snorts** his weakness, ill give you, and certainly his preoccupation with this damnedable planet, and our fabled mother, but he isnt stupid. its exactly the kind of thing hed do. Fiona: " Weakness is stupidity, brother." Ulic: ~Ulic walks towards them slowly, drawing one sabre out, the one bearing the mark of Ulic, Dark Lord.~ "What are you two doing out here, all alone...unguarded by your father?" Argyyle: **narrows his eyes** and who the hell are you? **tightens his grip on his sword** Fiona: ~pulls out her blaster, but keeps it out of sight...ready to use it if she has to...~ "Who are you? Why do you think we need protection? " ~chuckles~ " Why do you think our father would be suitable protection? Obviously you don't know him...." Ulic: ~the force is drawn around him, and he opens himself up to it, letting it flow into him~ you, in time, will learn who i am, but if you know anything of your fathers past will know who i am, and what i was Fiona: ~chuckles lightly, keeping her eyes on the strange man~ Ulic: i know your father more than you do young one....much more...he is a powerful sith...and can protect you from much more than you think Argyyle: our father is an oaf. |
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