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.The Fall of Malik Demos It came as a surprise to him. Nowadays, everything was a surprise. There was an undeniable instability within the galaxy, although it was up to each individual to interpret it. For Malos, that instability lay in every part of his life. From having friends die before his...

.She was clever, but that merely meant the fight would be a well-fought victory for Malos. She reached up to block his swipe, but the High Inquisitor, would not let that happen. As soon as their lightsabers were about to clash, he switched his off, keeping the swipe going, and reignited it once...

.Well, this Sith certainly did deal in absolutes. Malos' lightsabers switched off, but his attack (more or less) landed, which was satisfying enough. This gave him enough time to heat his sabers back up (feeling awkward while doing it) and ignite them, while at the same time breaking into a...

.Malos had seen many similar tricks used before, so it came as no surprise that the woman would rather resort to cowardice and subversive uses of the Force rather than combat. The High Inquisitor felt the hilts of his lightsabers heat up, and while they were getting exponentially hotter, his...

.Well, it was bound to happen. It's just that Malos really hadn't expected it to happen to him, out of all people. He'd been rather busy recently so he had not been able to be in the public eye for long, but that did not mean he had stopped working. Kriff, he had been at his desk writing up...

. MoodThe icy wasteland of Rhen Var was a discouraging and sorrowful sight for those that actually were able to observe it. The entire planet was covered in thick layers of snow and ice, with blizzards ravaging its surface constantly. The shuttle the Sith had arrived in had been secured by Malos...

.He could feel the tension in the room and noticed when the Warchief was observing Vex's silence, but Malos did not say anything about it. Plainly put, he did not care. Maybe the Felucian did things one way, but the High Inquisitor preferred to do things his own way. Still, he nodded at the...

.The droid brushed past Malos on its way out, only to realize that the door was locked. "May I-" The High Inquisitor nodded, and the robot opened it, leaving silently. The lock did not turn again, since Eisa seemed to have stabilized. Malos approached and took a seat in the chair set next to...

."Eight letter word for 'Always attentive?'" Malos' voice mingled with the music flowing through the room. His feet were kicked up on the foot of Abigail's bed, and he had taken a seat by the wall, a crossword puzzle and pencil in his hands. He'd been working on it for about an hour now, Eisa...

."Complications in the medical wing, my Lord." The voice spoke out from behind Malos' closed door, but he heard it nevertheless. His back was turned and he was hunched over the table, going over charts and notes regarding his next campaign. He'd had to balance planning with babysitting for the...

.Malos nearly rolled his eyes when the warriors piped up. The timing was comedic to say the least, but he was also rather surprised the Warchief had not trained his fighters to be mindless brutes, as leaders on uncivilized planets tended to do. Perhaps the Felucians were not completely savages...

.Malos was a bit irritated by this request, although he did not show it. I presume your warriors will be negotiating as well, in that case? he wanted to say, but he did not want to sour relations before negotiations even began. "As you wish," he replied simply, turning to Vex. "I suppose you've...

."I simply do not see the justification behind these conditions." "I beg your pardon, my Lord?" "Why, for the sake of the Force, have you imprisoned a girl who is in a coma?" There was an uncomfortable silence. "And why am I discovering this after three months?" His voice was tinged with an...

.Malos felt the woman approach him, eventually coming to a stop alongside him. "Master Vex," he acknowledged, which was a sort of greeting as well. "It is unfortunate that we were unable to spend the trip discussing, but I had some pressing matters to attend to. I trust you did not feel too...

.Malos could see what he meant. But those sort of restrictions were not something the Sith believed in. ]"Far from that. Let them fear so long as they obey." His voice was solemn when he uttered the second sentence. ]"You have had quite the journey, but I trust you have finally found your place...

.Malos ushered the Knight in, the door closing behind him automatically. The two sat down, and Vincent took off his hood and mask. It was certainly welcomed by the Sith Lord; he did not enjoy long conversations where he could not view the other in the eye. It did not make him uncomfortable, but...

.It was an interesting premise. Malthazar knew that in order to climb the ranks, he would need to make alliances, whether they later fell apart or stayed strong as the years dragged by. For now, this would do, although he was tentative about it. "I agree," he replied, without a hint of the...

.The tank had just been rolled in when Abigail called over her shoulder - triumphantly, but also wearily. Malos (and everyone in attendance) could tell the toll this exorcism had taken on her, but no one said a word. The officials stayed silent because of their fear, but the Sith Lord stayed...

.Well. Someone clearly had some very deep-rooted issues. Then again, so did all other Sith. The display was likely horrifying for the officers that had gathered around to watch, but Malos (and Abigail, he supposed) was more or less unaffected. He did not loosen his grip as Eisa screamed, instead...

.Blue light bathed Malos' face, his gaze calculative. In his hand, a holoprojector was playing, and the Sith Lord was watching a Wookie and a humanoid fighting Felucians. It had not been hard to gain a direct feed of the Abyssal Horror, and he was observing both for lack of a better thing to do...