While he had known Tiamat to be the ultimate flake, this was strange even for her. She always cropped up by now in some shape or form, even if it was to pop out of the blue to yell at him and abruptly leave. There was also the fact that something felt off through the Force Bond he shared with her. Though she was no longer technically his apprentice, there was a connection between them that was likely permanent. Emryc had largely focused on ISC and other matters for a while. It wasn’t until he was in the hospital that he noticed her absence. He knew that no matter how much they bickered or fought, she would have been there just as he would for her. Even then, he allowed a bit of space. However, as even more time passed, he was curious enough to go investigate.
She wasn’t particularly difficult to track down, and he showed up in his very casual clothes. Tiamat was one of the few people in the galaxy that saw him dress down entirely. He was dressed in a Huttball hoodie with jeans and sneakers with a Rancors hat perched atop his head. In his left hand was a comically large bag of stale candies.
Emryc learned Tiamat had abandoned the apartment he visited last, and was likely to be found in what she called her lab. From the outside it appeared to be a warehouse of sorts. It vaguely reminded him of some of the places he used to frequent for spice drops. Exactly what kind of lab was she running these days?
The half Sephi shrugged and knocked on what looked like the front door, checking the sporty chrono on his wrist while he waited.
