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Noon on Bastion was a busy time. Legions of soldier flowed to and fro between the buildings they were working in or working on guarding. The planet was the perfect example of a fortress world. Most of the population was military and those that were not were likely Sith or some civilian component of command. Inside of the most sacred of buildings, the Palace itself, their would be a trial today. It would take place well out of the public eye and very few would know it was happening at all. Each member of the Emperor's hand would be present. The High Assassin Thaed, the Lord of Arcane Abraxes, Commandant Arcturus and the Champion himself Lord Vires. Each one was a terrifying force in their own right, the first one having just slain the Jedi Battlemaster, but when together they were nigh unstoppable. Luckily for those on trial this one was not predetermined to be the end of their life. The two present would be given a chance to argue for their lives but, as the Empire demanded its pound of flesh, one would not be leaving with theirs.
Varek stepped through the hallowed halls of the building with his most of his personal bodyguard of twenty behind him. All but Zash and the Lion would disperse into various rooms that controlled the security features of the trial room. From cameras to lethal weaponry the room was well kitted out and they would be easily able to warn their leader of any trouble. The ancient Anzat and towering Epicanthix followed the Zabrak into the room where he took a seat in the center of a row of high-backed obsidian chairs. They were comfortable to say the least, supporting full heat functions and a silent massage one as well as the affairs of a courtroom could take ages. Dark phrikite armor pressed against fine Bantha leather as the first of the Sith Lords took a seat.
And so he would wait, for each of the others first, and then the accused.
Varek stepped through the hallowed halls of the building with his most of his personal bodyguard of twenty behind him. All but Zash and the Lion would disperse into various rooms that controlled the security features of the trial room. From cameras to lethal weaponry the room was well kitted out and they would be easily able to warn their leader of any trouble. The ancient Anzat and towering Epicanthix followed the Zabrak into the room where he took a seat in the center of a row of high-backed obsidian chairs. They were comfortable to say the least, supporting full heat functions and a silent massage one as well as the affairs of a courtroom could take ages. Dark phrikite armor pressed against fine Bantha leather as the first of the Sith Lords took a seat.
And so he would wait, for each of the others first, and then the accused.