Renfry had left Devaron and been back on her way to doing... whatever it was she was doing. That was the problem with having found the Sith. She now knew something about them and they seemed to appeal to a part of her that she was keenly aware of. And yet, she was uncertain of whether or not she wanted to actually join them in doing... whatever it was they did. She was feeling directionless, and she didn't like it.
A week went by and she found her mind once more turning to Devaron. Everything that had happened there. It had been an intoxicating experience that left her conflicted on every level. From her interactions with the Sith - Emryc - to the corruption of the Nexus. It stung her mind at every silent moment.
He was right about one thing, however. She did know how to find him. He would be able to sense the slight burning within his blood that foretold that she was tracking him. He'd already felt it once and that meant that her coming to him was no secret, nor was she trying to hide it.
She hadn't expected her path to lead her to Drall. A quick review of her data terminal told her that it was renowned for its record keeping. Their species was said to keep records of everything since the dawn of intelligence. Seemed like a bold claim. Was he here looking for something? Surely they wouldn't have records on the Sith, would they?
She didn't know. She simply followed the blood trail to a large building that said it was a library. So he is looking for something, thought to herself, quirking an eyebrow and twisting up her lips a bit.
She braced herself for... whatever was going to happen as she made her way inside.
A week went by and she found her mind once more turning to Devaron. Everything that had happened there. It had been an intoxicating experience that left her conflicted on every level. From her interactions with the Sith - Emryc - to the corruption of the Nexus. It stung her mind at every silent moment.
He was right about one thing, however. She did know how to find him. He would be able to sense the slight burning within his blood that foretold that she was tracking him. He'd already felt it once and that meant that her coming to him was no secret, nor was she trying to hide it.
She hadn't expected her path to lead her to Drall. A quick review of her data terminal told her that it was renowned for its record keeping. Their species was said to keep records of everything since the dawn of intelligence. Seemed like a bold claim. Was he here looking for something? Surely they wouldn't have records on the Sith, would they?
She didn't know. She simply followed the blood trail to a large building that said it was a library. So he is looking for something, thought to herself, quirking an eyebrow and twisting up her lips a bit.
She braced herself for... whatever was going to happen as she made her way inside.