For the Night is Dark

[Rhea]

She waited for the meeting to conclude before making her move. The other two—Leviticus and the masked one, who called himself Valerian and wasn't quite masked at the moment—departed the seemingly abandoned building for their ship. They were eager to get off of Cularin. They did not like its atmosphere, the aura it gave off, but such places were where she could most blend in, like a viper coiled to strike.

When they were gone, she slipped inside the building and began to stalk her own prey. It was not hard to find. The Anzati hunger was easily felt in the Force and this Anzat was fiercely hungry. She kept the Force wound tight around her to conceal her presence and, going back to the metaphor of the viper coiled the strike, ready to unleash should she fall under attack. In one of the upper rooms, where she supposed the meeting had taken place, she found the Anzat, still likely absorbing the information from his encounter with the other two Dark Jedi.

She silently slithered into the room, so as not to alert him into the moment was right. Hiding as one with the shadows along the wall, she remained still... quiet... her cowl shrouded her face from view and within it and her robes, she felt apart of the shadows. When she felt ready to engage with him, she spoke, and her voice rang out through the room; it was soft, yet stern and commanding, like a teacher to a pupil.

"Are you pleased with the outcome of this thing you have done, vampire?" she asked. "I sense much conflict within you, beneath your unquenched hunger. Be careful, Anzati, for your hunger is easily contained and you will find my hunger goes beyond your own. Stoking it will have terrible consequences." She studied him a moment. "What did you think of those two: the leader and his masked companion?"

@Nova