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Grima was strolling through the Empress' garden on Korriban trying to determine why she had never seen the beauty in the flowers as the Empress had. The flowers were under the protection of the Empress and any who touched them did so on the pain of death. Grima had no desire to touch them for she knew in her arcane studies certain flowers throughout the galaxy were poisionous and could kill by simply touching them. But she did it find it strangely calming to walk through the garden. She kept her eyes on the several Acolytes walking to and from classes or training sessions and wondered how many would survive to become poweful Sith and how many would die from their failings to grasp the nature of the Sith. Grima knew her Apprentice, Avreet, was shaping up to become a very powerful Sith, a rare feat in her eyes since he was a Mon Calamari and many of his own species suffered under Darth Krayt's quest to bestow genocide on his species. Then there was the pale skinned female, Yr'il Ber'ong, who had showed the early signs that she could become a dangerus Sith in her own way.
Grima stopped in the middle of the gardens for she felt the presence of her Apprentice and he was close. She also felt the Force signature of the white haired girl and Grima turned around to see them in the far distance exiting the main doors from the Korriban Temple. They were moving toward her with urgency and wondered who she would have to kill for putting her Apprentice and this young girl in such a state. Grima looked around and saw no other Sith trying to cut them off or follow them. So what was the urgency?
Grima began to walk slowly toward them and chosen to let them speak to her openly rather than invade their minds. She always enjoyed her Apprentice's company because he was both wise and understanding. He knew what she expected from him and he had never failed her once. For the other Acolyte, it was a different story. Grima had punished her for her insolence of bowing before Grima and though the girl had cause to hate her, Grima found that she did not. Instead, she had chosen to learn from her when her own Master was busy with Sith business. Grima understood that sometimes a Sith Master had to go out on a mission without their Apprentice and that frustrated her. She believed that if an Apprentice was going to learn and grow they needed to be with their Masters at all times. Grima did that with Avreet but the war had interferred with his training but he managed to keep his training on course in her absence. Another great sign he was learning.
The two Acolytes had reached Grima and Grima raised her hand to halt them from speaking. "Avreet....Yr'il, catch your breaths then tell me what the disaster is." Grima knew something was amiss for she did not need the Force to see on their faces something was wrong.
Grima stopped in the middle of the gardens for she felt the presence of her Apprentice and he was close. She also felt the Force signature of the white haired girl and Grima turned around to see them in the far distance exiting the main doors from the Korriban Temple. They were moving toward her with urgency and wondered who she would have to kill for putting her Apprentice and this young girl in such a state. Grima looked around and saw no other Sith trying to cut them off or follow them. So what was the urgency?
Grima began to walk slowly toward them and chosen to let them speak to her openly rather than invade their minds. She always enjoyed her Apprentice's company because he was both wise and understanding. He knew what she expected from him and he had never failed her once. For the other Acolyte, it was a different story. Grima had punished her for her insolence of bowing before Grima and though the girl had cause to hate her, Grima found that she did not. Instead, she had chosen to learn from her when her own Master was busy with Sith business. Grima understood that sometimes a Sith Master had to go out on a mission without their Apprentice and that frustrated her. She believed that if an Apprentice was going to learn and grow they needed to be with their Masters at all times. Grima did that with Avreet but the war had interferred with his training but he managed to keep his training on course in her absence. Another great sign he was learning.
The two Acolytes had reached Grima and Grima raised her hand to halt them from speaking. "Avreet....Yr'il, catch your breaths then tell me what the disaster is." Grima knew something was amiss for she did not need the Force to see on their faces something was wrong.
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