Wanton murder wasn't normally Aadya's MO. As far as operations went, she much preferred the cloak and dagger variety, getting into somewhere, taking something that didn't belong to, and leaving before anyone knew what was going on.
The longer she stayed with the Sith, though, she had come to learn that the more straightforward method was often the most utilized. And of course, there were some operations where there was no other option than to slit throats and watch people bleed. this seemed like one of those, or maybe Andruil was just that kind of Sith.
Aadya watched the spice addled gangbangers listlessly move in an attempt to repel their attackers and it was one of the most pathetic scenes she'd ever watch unfold. Andruil had taken one and Kamelle two, which left two for Aadya to dispatch. The others had left one alive each, so it seemed safe for Aadya to end the ones she'd been left with.
Noticing a razorblade on one of the tables, likely used to chop the spice into a finer powder before they did.. whatever they did with it, Aadya smirked. Reaching out with the force, she sent the razor flying towards one of the spice heads and it slid effortlessly across the front of his throat, opening it up like and sending blood spraying into the air and the spice head onto the ground, gripping his throat as he bled out.
The other one's death would be a little less theatrical but just as swift. Pulling her lightsaber to her hand with the force, Aadya swung its empty handle before igniting the blade mid air, and simply decapitating the swoop gang member. Turning to Andruil, Aadya deactivated her lightsaber and put it back into its place.
Looking around, Aadya chuckled a little. Someone else doing the Ranger's work for them as usual, She said jokingly. Three women cleaning up drug addicts from the city streets.
What is the next step? Her question was simple, but Aadya was very curious why out of all those that existed, Andruil wanted some tweaking spice head for her bathtub.
The longer she stayed with the Sith, though, she had come to learn that the more straightforward method was often the most utilized. And of course, there were some operations where there was no other option than to slit throats and watch people bleed. this seemed like one of those, or maybe Andruil was just that kind of Sith.
Aadya watched the spice addled gangbangers listlessly move in an attempt to repel their attackers and it was one of the most pathetic scenes she'd ever watch unfold. Andruil had taken one and Kamelle two, which left two for Aadya to dispatch. The others had left one alive each, so it seemed safe for Aadya to end the ones she'd been left with.
Noticing a razorblade on one of the tables, likely used to chop the spice into a finer powder before they did.. whatever they did with it, Aadya smirked. Reaching out with the force, she sent the razor flying towards one of the spice heads and it slid effortlessly across the front of his throat, opening it up like and sending blood spraying into the air and the spice head onto the ground, gripping his throat as he bled out.
The other one's death would be a little less theatrical but just as swift. Pulling her lightsaber to her hand with the force, Aadya swung its empty handle before igniting the blade mid air, and simply decapitating the swoop gang member. Turning to Andruil, Aadya deactivated her lightsaber and put it back into its place.
Looking around, Aadya chuckled a little. Someone else doing the Ranger's work for them as usual, She said jokingly. Three women cleaning up drug addicts from the city streets.
What is the next step? Her question was simple, but Aadya was very curious why out of all those that existed, Andruil wanted some tweaking spice head for her bathtub.
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