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"Stop walking around the ship shirtless!" She snorted in frustration, "For the last time, that's not something I care to see every time we get on a ship." Though she questioned herself inwardly if getting temperamental over Elyphys walking around the ship half-naked could be twisted into a sign that she did, which would give Elyphys more reason to continue his strutting. The thought didn't change her opinion much; if she had to warn Elyphys one more time on this trip she might turn to more violent means to get her point across. Unfortunately, it went without question that loosing it on a small ship wasn't the best idea. Force powers could blow out some equipment, making for a stranded ship of two Dark Jedi.
It was thanks to the murmur from The Chthonian's engines that Demoly's temper had been kept at the point it was, the ships subtle purr gave it a life of it's own and a sound to keep focused on. It was on ships that the young woman felt the most comfortable.
Her pack was split apart due to the last job, leaving her and Elyphys alone until things cooled down albeit the two would not slow down their prusuit of 'collecting' the souls of their victims, or so Demoly believed that was what they were doing. Even if their traditions preferred they hunt in larger groups, it didn't always happen that way. Some went off on their own, some went with half their pack and others simply couldn't function well with groups. A group of Dark Siders did their fair share of 'guideline' breaking in more then their own group, so it was to be expected no matter how much teaching had been put in front of them that something wouldn't work as planned.
Demoly placed her left leg over her right, resting her amber eyes well folding her arms over her chest. She kept herself planted to the captains chair most trips. She had self-appointed herself the pilot of her pack.
The ship was headed back to a place she had been not too long ago: Naboo. There was some business the two had on the planet, one which she had been planning to gather information on before she got into the tiff with Thair, ending up with her gaining a force bond with him. Leaving both her and Thair in a fragile state, as both would be able to find each other if they looked, most likely, and both had a lot to hide. This trip she hoped wouldn't end up so life changing and be more fruitful to their cause.
It was thanks to the murmur from The Chthonian's engines that Demoly's temper had been kept at the point it was, the ships subtle purr gave it a life of it's own and a sound to keep focused on. It was on ships that the young woman felt the most comfortable.
Her pack was split apart due to the last job, leaving her and Elyphys alone until things cooled down albeit the two would not slow down their prusuit of 'collecting' the souls of their victims, or so Demoly believed that was what they were doing. Even if their traditions preferred they hunt in larger groups, it didn't always happen that way. Some went off on their own, some went with half their pack and others simply couldn't function well with groups. A group of Dark Siders did their fair share of 'guideline' breaking in more then their own group, so it was to be expected no matter how much teaching had been put in front of them that something wouldn't work as planned.
Demoly placed her left leg over her right, resting her amber eyes well folding her arms over her chest. She kept herself planted to the captains chair most trips. She had self-appointed herself the pilot of her pack.
The ship was headed back to a place she had been not too long ago: Naboo. There was some business the two had on the planet, one which she had been planning to gather information on before she got into the tiff with Thair, ending up with her gaining a force bond with him. Leaving both her and Thair in a fragile state, as both would be able to find each other if they looked, most likely, and both had a lot to hide. This trip she hoped wouldn't end up so life changing and be more fruitful to their cause.