Ask The Crossroads of Destiny

[Senin Ravelo]

The Wheel was a place of fun and distraction. Everyday, several sentient beings visit it, seeking to drink and use the different types of machines and games here to earn easy money. Of course, most of the time they ended up losing it.

Senin wasn’t here for any of it. Seated alone in the one of several bars that this station had, he was waiting for the arrival of his Master. Xeno had contacted him recently, wanting to talk with him about the reasons why the G’weneen had relaxed in his Sith training and went silent for such a long time.

The reasons were that he was starting to doubt his future as a Sith and had started to study in the University of Lay Pa-Sidian. He wondered how he was going to explain to the Zabrak he didn’t have any more motivation to continue training. Of course, there was the pressure of the Ravelo, but fate had smiled on him. His adoptive parents were traveling to Sa-Palus, but due to an unfortunate accident, they died. Now he was the only heir of their entire fortune.

Without them, he wasn’t forced to be a Sith anymore.

To talk with his Master, the Acolyte had chosen the Wheel. With a place so full of people, if their conversation ended up being problematic, Senin could use one of them as a meatshield. With that thought in mind, he waited for the Zabrak arrival, while nursing a glass on his hands.

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[Darth Draugr]

The Zabrak Master would arrive on G'wenee at the request of his apprentice. It was unusual for an apprentice to request the presence of their master but their was confliction within Senin. Draugr could feel it. Something within him fought himself. Not really the best thing to have when you are in the presence of someone who could end your life so fast, though maybe it was something simple. Whatever the case Senin had something he needed to discuss with the Zabrak, so thus the arrival.

When he made it, he took notice of Senin nursing a glass. Maybe the Acolyte was nervous. Draugr had a name for himself and intimidation comes from time to time but not usually from his apprentice. Not like this. Perhaps he failed a mission or made a fool of himself somewhere. Consequences would be made of course though nothing to be nervous over.

"Perhaps you could make me a drink as well?"

Draugr would stand with his arms crossed after making it by Senin's side. Then with a quick and slight nod upwards, the Dathomirian would ask the boy,

"What was so important I had to come to G'wenee to talk about it?"

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[Senin Ravelo]

When he heard his Master’s voice, Senin gripped the glass on his hands. The Zabrak had finally arrived and now the Acolyte needed to be careful with what he was going to say next. Since he had contacted Xeno, the G’weneen had planned several ways of talking with him. However, now that they were face to face, he was uncertain of how to proceed.

Then, he decided to start from the beginning. “The Ravelo, my adoptive parents, are dead.” Senin said naturally, showing no sadness with this fact. “I’ll need to assume the family business earlier than I had expected. I also received an opportunity to work in the Imperial Historical Society, in the department of Ancient History. My monograph about the possible relation between the Arandu and Dathomiri cultures won a position for me here.”

He hoped that his Master would have understood what he was trying to say by this point, but Senin would continue talking. “You know that I never was a good Acolyte. It was never my choice to join the Empire this way. This is why I’m thinking about being removed from my position and being transferred to the Historical Society. It’s what I always wanted to do.”

“However, before making this decision, I wanted to see your reaction. Before you say something, I’m not betraying the Empire. I’m only going to work for it in a different department, the one that I really like.” he looked at the Zabrak, trying to read his emotions. “I’m sorry if it disappoints you, but I prefer to work as an Imperial researcher rather than be a terrible Sith and ending decapitated.”

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[Darth Draugr]

Draugr stood awaiting the reason for his arrival. Senin would begin to speak, stating there was now no reason to remain an Acolyte among the Sith Empire. Though, at first it would sound as treason, he cleared the air by mentioning he wanted remain in the Sith but only as a researcher. This seemed fair enough. Draugr didn't have an Acolyte commit treason for the second time. Instead they just admitted to being a failure and wanted to move positions among the ranks.

"I am not going to make you stay an Acolyte if you don't want to. Only the strongest receive that honor. You admit to not being among the strongest. Which is fine. Though I personally would not allow you to remain as my apprentice after your admission, so of course. Your position among the Empire will be changed should that be all of what we are here for."

Draugr wasn't smiling, nor was he happy. Both Acolytes he has had now have failed at being a Sith. Perhaps the problem is his teachings. Him as a master. Either way this would allow for a fresh start on training with another Acolyte down the road.

"Anything else you wish to speak to me about Senin?"

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[Senin Ravelo]

Senin blinked at Xeno’s reaction. From the time that they spent together as Master and Apprentice, the red-haired man had expected that the Zabrak would go mad with him wanting to drop his position as a Sith. Perhaps he judged the other wrong and he was indeed capable of understanding his reasons.

He shrugged when Xeno said that he wasn’t the strongest. “Of course.” he sipped some more of his drink. “You aren’t a bad Master, it’s only that my focus of study ended up going to something else.” Senin felt more interested in learning the secrets hidden in ancient tombs than in learning how to conquer and use the Dark Side.

“It was all that I wanted to say, but I hope that you continue talking with me. I like to talk with you, even if you are grumpy most of the time. I ended up getting used to it.” Senin was being sincere, he would miss his interactions with the Zabrak. “We could drink together once a week and talk about how things are going.”

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