Ziost - Crown of the Sith Empire

It had been a late night, thanks to all the exploration, travel, and doing her part to serve the Empire. Sort of. As such, Lucinia allowed herself a slightly late start on the morning. A leisurely bath followed by a leisurely breakfast had been just the thing.

Now she sat by the hearth, datapad in one hand, cup of tea in the other. The navy blue bathrobe she wore was fluffy and comfortable, her still-damp blonde hair secured atop her head.

It was a pleasant way to start the day.

“I hate everything,” Drascovina shrieked and tossed a chair into a wall with the Force.

“What does that even mean?” she added with a desperate tone looking at her comm device.

One of Lucinia's eyebrows went up as the chair crashed against the wall. "Drascovina, really." She murmured.

Briefly, she tried to go back to her reading, but it didn't seem like Drascovina was going to quiet down anytime soon. With a sigh, she set it aside. "Drascovina, what is going on?" She asked.

Drascovina at first said, “It does not concern you!”

Then she softened and said, “Fine…”

She tossed her comm device into Lucinia’s lap as she paced with anger in her eyes. “Just look at that!”

On it is a series of messages on screen:

<Jedi-Pawn-Byron> Just landed on Balmorra, going to be busy, miss you too.
Message sent 3 days ago.

Not like I care, but I suppose I miss you too, and be strong on Balmorra, remove some enemies for me. *kisses*
Message sent 3 days ago.

<Jedi-Pawn-Byron> Sorry it has been crazy here, time to go Maximum Byron. *wink*
Message sent 2 days ago.

<Jedi-Pawn-Byron> This is serious fighting, may the Force be with me… thinking of you. Kriff.
Message sent 1 day ago.

What does that mean? Maxiumum what? Are you okay, not that I care, but I would be angry if you died.
Message sent 8 hours ago.

<Jedi-Pawn-Byron> K, sorry
Message sent 8 hours go.

WDM??????
Message sent 8 hours go.

You idiot answer me!
Message sent 4 hours go.

Sorry? Just angry not concerned… idiot.
Message sent 3 hours go.

*sad sith face*
Message sent 1 hours go.

Lucinia read the series of messages. They seemed so Drascovina. Somewhat cute, definitely nauseating.

"Well." Lucinia finally said. "He can hardly answer you if he's involved in serious fighting, can he? He may not even be in communications range." One shoulder rose and fell in a half-shrug. "I'm sure he'll write back eventually."

“Or he is probably sidling up to some Jedi temptress with her talk about peace and love… such weakness…” she hissed.

“But what if he is actually hurt? Good for him…” she said she paced. “Or dead! I was supposed to kill him… one day all part of the plan… that’s why I am so upset, because he owes me that! And what does K even me? If he is really hurt then tell me!”

“K, sorry…” she put her hand to her mouth in shock, “Maybe it means sorry I am breaking up with you… the nerve! Well I am breaking up with him first!”

Lucinia laughed softly. "Some Jedi temptress... Drascovina, Jedi don't do that."

She pursed her lips thoughtfully. "This... 'k, sorry'. I suspect he said that because he was hoping from a different answer from you. But this also tells me that when he is going into danger, perhaps afraid for his life, that he thinks of you." Her lips curled up. "What can we learn from this?"

She finally found her seat and huffed, “That I should not be concerned.”

Slowly, Lucinia shook her head. "Oh, Drascovina. No, no." She looked thoughtful. "Well, you shouldn't be too concerned regardless."

She tapped the datapad. "This tells me that he cares about you. That he is attached to you." She tilted her head. "You understand what that means to a Jedi, don't you?"

“No… not really,” she said dismissively.

“Unless it means I have power over him?” she added deviously.

Slowly, Lucinia nodded. "It does. Of a sort." She sniffed; it was nothing compared to the power of the Dark Side, of course. "The Jedi are... uncomfortable with attachment. Attachments, they say, can cause a Jedi to behave emotionally, which is of course a path to the Dark Side." She smiled. "You could be that path, my dear."

The smile faded. "Be careful, though. Sith do not have quite the same antipathy towards attachments as Jedi do, but they are still chains."

“I already broke my chains, I am Sith,” she said with her usual haughty tone.

Lucinia clicked her tongue at her younger sister. "Oh, is that so? What an amazing thing. For most Sith, it is the work of a lifetime." Her tone was teasing.

After a moment, she smiled, patting the chair next to her. "So, come, tell me more about this Jedi boyfriend of yours. Boyfriends. Sexy minion. Whatever."

She gave her sister a look that said you can’t be serious but of course she was so she approached and sat again and then said, “His name this idiot Jedi, that I don’t even really care about, is Byron… Byron something… he sounds like an Imperial so his family are probably traitors from some outlying region.”

“Tall, skin like kaff, muscular… I mean if I am going to kiss a Jedi he is going to be a good looking Jedi,” she said with a rare warm smile.

“Almost as good as me with a lightsaber, I let him win that time, gotta stroke the male ego. I think we met… oh some trashy alien restaurant with the two mouthed … ithorians yeah… ugh, vile things. He was so smug, so righteous… I wanted to slap his face immediately.”

“But of course he came crawling to me and asked me to lunch or dinner and well I had nothing better to do,” she said trying to contain a smile.

"I see." Lucinia said with an amused smile. "It sounds as though you've been doing the right thing so far. Jedi can be both handsome and slappable, can't they?" She didn't want to mention that when she was a teen, she'd thought that Master Orgus was pretty hot. She'd seen him on news programs, and between that jawline and that steady discipline...

Lucinia cleared her throat. "So, what comes next? How are you planning to bring him over to us, hmmm?"

“I don’t know… do something dark side I guess,” she said honestly.

“Maybe nothing, maybe I do like… like him, only a little.”

Lucinia laughed. "Well, that sounds like a start."

"Hmmm..." She regarded her sister with tilted head, lips pursed. "So, you 'like' like him? Can you use that?"

“I suppose I could use,” she paused as her comm device chimed some music and she grabbed it and smiled deviously.

She then said, “Idiot…”

Her smile was broad and she started tapping her communicator as she worked her way towards the kitchen. She said aloud focused on her screen, “Thanks, Luci. Uhuh… got it… oh my Emperor… he is so dumb!”

Lucinia was now alone.

With a sigh, Lucinia, turned back to her datapad. Ah, to be a teen again. No thank you.

Reading through news articles, she came across an image of Orgus. Blushing, she quickly switched to the next article.

Well, her hair would be dry soon, and would get her day properly started. There was a great deal to do.

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