It was perhaps depressing or disappointing to many in the Empire that the Sith had as many threats from the inside than the outside, but it was a matter of fact and one that Ryujin had been trained for five years to both understand and to destroy. Thunder cracked through the cloudy sky of Dromund Kaas, the planet was in a constant state of misery, dark, dreary and full of rain and negativity. Ryujin wondered why this was still the Empire’s capital now that a hundred better planets had been taken. But it was not his place to question the Empress' decisions, only everyone else's.
The Sith Inquisitor stood near the top of a building overlooking the Imperial College on Dromund Kaas, if they were to find their mutineering admirals it would be around here. Ryujin wore the thinned version of his Inquisitor Armour underneath a heavy black cloak. The bright red colour of the armour was great when you wanted to get things done and people stood in your way. But it was also a warning for any who doubted the Empress that judgement was coming and he did not want to warn off the Admirals just yet.
A bright red helmet was also a give away, so instead the Inquisitor had changed his appearance so as to not be noticeable to any who had met Ryujin before. His hair had been dyed bright blonde, extensions had been put in allowing him to tie it into a high plait, the Dragon tattoo that was usually arm’s length only had part of it placed on today. The red tail wrapping around his neck, an assortment of jewellery hung from his ears, eyebrows and nose.
Pulling out a Holo from inside the cloak he checked the time, his accomplice on this mission was about to be late unless he turned up soon…
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