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Irolia had never felt such hatred as she felt right now. Almost like it was radiating from the very core of her being. Eating her from the inside, wanting to burst out of her any minutes and massacre him. Screaming and roaring like a wild beast, Irolia fought her chains to get to him. The person she wanted to tear down again and again till the end of times, sat in the pilot seat. They had been shooting through hyperspace for a couple of hours and all that time, Irolia had tried to get free.
The man could feel the hate, anger, sorrow and so much more explode in a whirlwind of emotions from the young Pantoran. He has watched the little blue creature before him for most of the journey, just smiling to himself. He had never in his life felt this much hate and anger bottled up, ready to crack. One of the things that he found really curiously with the young Pantoran he snapped from the pirate group, was her red eyes. They weren't just red, but piercing red illuminate eyes, which typically came with being completely surrounded by the dark side corruption.
His own was only orange, which by no mean meant weak in the dark side, but her radiating corruption was off the chart. As the ship came out of lightspeed, the big orange-red coloured planet came into view. The man looked over his shoulder and a wide smile formed. "Welcome to your new home" introduced the man with open arms while the ship flew towards the planet.
When they landed on a platform by a huge temple, built into a mountain. The man pulled Irolia by chains out of the ship like a dangerous animal. A couple of temple guards met the man and Irolia halfway and both parties stopped. "What is the meaning of this Shroud?" Asked the middle Royal Sith Guard and looked Irolia over with disgust. "I brought this young girl, however beastly she acts, to be put under training as a Sith Acolyte" Explained the man and pulled Irolia forward so she fell front first to the ground. Irolia screamed at the top of her lungs as she tried to jump her capture, but was quickly knocked down again by a guard.
"This is not how we usually do things, you can't just pick any random for training" complained the Royal Sith Guard with his foot on Irolia, holding her surprisingly down. "When have we ever kept to our own rules fully? Besides, as a Sith Lord, I outrank you buddy" responded the Sith Lord with a smirk. The Royal guard didn't say another word, nodded and made one of the other Sith guards take Irolia's chain. The Sith Lord smiled and waved to Irolia who kept trying to get to him. "Can't wait to meet and fight you for real next time, little girl" called he as the gate closed in front of Irolia.
Irolia's very first month at the academy was spent in a cell, to stop her from jumping anyone or her from escaping. Little by little she vowed to find that man who killed her mentor, even if it took her a million eyes, she would find him. At the end of the month, Irolia cooled down and had a much more calm looking red eyes. As Irolia was let out she got her Academy clothes and was guided to a door. The door opened and she was pushed in by the man, who closed the door behind her.
It looked like quarters of some sort, most likely sleeping quarter, Irolia wagered. It was very simple, two beds, a table and a chair. *What a poor state* she thought. It had been a rather long corridor with many doors as hers, which probably had been for other Acolytes.
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