The slums of Coruscant, oh how Janiph had missed them! This had been where the young sith had spent most of his early adulthood. The sounds of blaster shots in the distance, the smell of oil, blood and smoke ever present, it was just as he remembered in his dreams. It had been five years since he had set foot here yet it felt like it was just yesterday. This was his kingdom, the place where he could rob degenerates blind and bring them to complete RUIN! Of course, Janiph was on to bigger and better things now, his knowledge of the dark side ever expanding, soon the very stars would be his play things...if al went well. The state of the galaxy was chaotic as ever, death and destruction around every corner! A part of this revelation thrilled the young sith, though he also felt humbled. When compared to the war his old days talking others out of their fortunes all felt rather frivolous. What joy it gave him to be free of his chains of mediocrity, as if they ever had any write to bind him in the first place! Within him was a will to govern, to hold dominion over the stars, all he'd need was patience, discipline and a worthy master to help him unlock his talents. Here in the bowels of Coruscant the walls were covered in rust, what little paint remained was peeling away to give an arguably even worse appearance than had it not been there to begin with. As he made his way through, losing himself to his nostalgia, Janiph hardly notice his dark boots splashing in an unidentified clear liquid, leaving ripples in his wake. No doubt the gangs would be out and about at this time. Would the degenerates approach him? A scuffle would do him good, but he had no desire to stain his clothes, especially when he had so few items to change into these days, being stripped of his wealth after becoming an acolyte. Oh it was so wonderful to have the chance to think on his feet again, his training becoming ever more predictable. It was while Janiph enjoyed the disgusting local that a familiar face came into view, one whom he had not seen in a great number of years, before Vex, before the sith. She looked older of course, but she was as youthful as ever, the young woman who's face always seemed to change how it was presented to him. The serpent of a man's lips parted as words escaped his maul, his word sweet as honey in tone, though his eyes were chilling as the winds of Hoth. " My dearest Aurelie, it has been far too long! The years have been most kind to you it seems, you are as radiant as a newborn star! How long has it been since fate decided to rob me of your most pleasurable company? A month? A year..? " Pale hands spread as Janiph's eyes searched every inch of the young woman, sizing her up and reading her body language. "...oh it may as well have been a lifetime when it involves a lovely young woman such as yourself. Well met. "