Charyeok had been surprised by the trick with the torpedo. Some of these organics, it seemed, were surprisingly ingenuitive. When the small gunboat had fired the torpedo, he had confusedly thought that perhaps it was a mistake, or maybe some sort of last ditch effort. It seemed a little early...
There he was again, the annoying little organic was screaming in his head. The sith officer who had contacted Charyeok before was at it again, this time on a different comms channel. Char was finding this being's persistence rather taxing. He didn't perform well while being micromanaged. It was...
From the hull of the massive star destroyer, below the raised command decks, a pair of red eyes watched the battle patiently as it progressed. Their services had been hired out by the sith empire, but thus far it seemed that the sith were loath to put them to use. They had been ordered to stay...