Darth Kravos
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Kravos felt a sense of belonging when she said he was a part of her family: their family. She knew he was difficult and at times possessive, but he loved her dearly, and did his best to put his worst parts away when he was around her. He gave a nod as she mentioned Ellora and being careful. He was taking Siris with him as well, which meant that if they were lost, it would take both of them, but that wasn't going to happen. Kravos was taking nearly the entire Ziost fleet, which could easily crush any standing force in the galaxy. It was overkill in the extreme as much to make a point as anything.
We'll be safe, he said matter of factly. He didn't show even a hint of fear in his voice or mannerisms as he said it because while something could have gone wrong, he was preparing for whatever they might face and taking the appropriate precautions. I've made arrangements.
As her attention turned to her children, Kravos could feel the spike of anger within her rising. He did nothing to try to placate it, and knew that if the time ever came that something happened to her children, he knew he wouldn't want to be on the receiving end. There would be nothing that would be able to stop her. I won't let that happen. I won't let anyone touch them... my family, he said. Okay, so it felt odd, but he figured that would be a feeling that would dissipate with time. They were his family. I promise.
They were Drasts, and they always would be.
We'll be safe, he said matter of factly. He didn't show even a hint of fear in his voice or mannerisms as he said it because while something could have gone wrong, he was preparing for whatever they might face and taking the appropriate precautions. I've made arrangements.
As her attention turned to her children, Kravos could feel the spike of anger within her rising. He did nothing to try to placate it, and knew that if the time ever came that something happened to her children, he knew he wouldn't want to be on the receiving end. There would be nothing that would be able to stop her. I won't let that happen. I won't let anyone touch them... my family, he said. Okay, so it felt odd, but he figured that would be a feeling that would dissipate with time. They were his family. I promise.
They were Drasts, and they always would be.