The Jedi Padawan was locked safely away in the confines of their ship. The knight, on the other hand, was brought with the pair of them - bound and gagged - along with the injured cultist. The incursion of the Jedi was an opportunity borne from the chaos of this moment, and he would use it. When Azar asked about a 'plan,' Vossari sighed. He hadn't yet realized it. "Arak, there's never a plan. We just bullshit until we land on top - got it?" He nodded affirmatively, with the bound and gagged Jedi pulled behind him.
With the hostages in tow, Vossari waved to the guards, drawing irate glares in response. With fishing spears in tow, they swarmed Arak and Vossari, as a commanding boom of an aquatic voice from a one-eyed commander sounded. "Who are you? What have you done to our ward?"
Vossari raised his hands up, as he cleared his throat to explain the current affairs. "Vossari..." He gestured to himself, before pointing to the Pureblood. "And Arak. We're Sith!" The spears seemed to get closer, the attitudes more angry, and the glares more intense. Vossari used his metal thumb to move the tip of the closest spear. A movement of the tides shifted the Jedi knight forward. "You've had an infiltrator. Not just with the police - the Jedi Order has caught wind of your actions. They killed one of your own. We have brought the murderer for you to exact justice." The captain eyed them cautiously, but took the captured with them. A pair of the guards swam him down to their dungeons. The poison Vossari manipulated into his bloodstream ensured that the Knight would die before he would ever be questioned. Along with the cultist. No witnesses, yet they had still bought their audience.
"And why would you do us this kindness?" She asked, as she began to urge them into the palace. She couldn't trust the Sith as far as she could throw them, but increased police repression and Jedi infiltration were two threats that their Order could not ignore. The Sith, a fellow dark side religion, were a devil they knew, even if they could not fully trust.
"We face a similar threat. The Jedi have reignited. We know who their targets will be. If we work together, we have a chance at victory. We can permanently displace the Light." Vossari screened his head at Arak. "I have with me a diplomat from Korriban, and the backing of Thule." Two lies, but ones he hoped Arak would implicitly back.
The cultist turned her head past Vossari, to regard Arak. "What is it you have to offer, boy?" Vossari turned towards Arak, curious to hear the answer, as medics rushed to treat the poisoned cultist.
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With the hostages in tow, Vossari waved to the guards, drawing irate glares in response. With fishing spears in tow, they swarmed Arak and Vossari, as a commanding boom of an aquatic voice from a one-eyed commander sounded. "Who are you? What have you done to our ward?"
Vossari raised his hands up, as he cleared his throat to explain the current affairs. "Vossari..." He gestured to himself, before pointing to the Pureblood. "And Arak. We're Sith!" The spears seemed to get closer, the attitudes more angry, and the glares more intense. Vossari used his metal thumb to move the tip of the closest spear. A movement of the tides shifted the Jedi knight forward. "You've had an infiltrator. Not just with the police - the Jedi Order has caught wind of your actions. They killed one of your own. We have brought the murderer for you to exact justice." The captain eyed them cautiously, but took the captured with them. A pair of the guards swam him down to their dungeons. The poison Vossari manipulated into his bloodstream ensured that the Knight would die before he would ever be questioned. Along with the cultist. No witnesses, yet they had still bought their audience.
"And why would you do us this kindness?" She asked, as she began to urge them into the palace. She couldn't trust the Sith as far as she could throw them, but increased police repression and Jedi infiltration were two threats that their Order could not ignore. The Sith, a fellow dark side religion, were a devil they knew, even if they could not fully trust.
"We face a similar threat. The Jedi have reignited. We know who their targets will be. If we work together, we have a chance at victory. We can permanently displace the Light." Vossari screened his head at Arak. "I have with me a diplomat from Korriban, and the backing of Thule." Two lies, but ones he hoped Arak would implicitly back.
The cultist turned her head past Vossari, to regard Arak. "What is it you have to offer, boy?" Vossari turned towards Arak, curious to hear the answer, as medics rushed to treat the poisoned cultist.
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