Korriban

[malice]

The TIE Phantoms cloaking system disengaged once they were safely in space, and the Sith Lord turned to his new "Apprentice", though the Cathar would not know it just yet. His eyes looked the figure of the male up and down constantly, as if pondering his strong points.
"So, my good Cathar friend... Insurgent, I shall call you... you fought for the Jedi and the Sith..? That is quite brave of you... stupid, some may say, but I find it admirable that you would turn your back on both sides of the conflict. One of them not strong enough for you? Or did you just get sick of one side?"
He returned to the gunners thermal targetting computer, closing his eyes and humming to himself while ICT blabbed on to the newcomer about something...
'A Cathar eh? I've heard a lot about your species. Many of my fighting protocols are mirrored after your unique and efficient combat style. I admit, they are a bit rusty, but perhaps we could spar later, and I could update my combat protocols to match yours?'
"ICT, be quiet for a moment..."
He spoke quickly, harshly, and the droid silenced itself immediately, though not after a quick huff and an attempted glare.
"You see, Cathar... we are going to an old world, one that happens to be my home... and the home of all those who are like me. Korriban..."

[twofaced]

-The Cathar was almost tempted to tell the man to speak what he ment, but he wasn't going to bother angering the man and sending himself out into hellish space. It wasn't worth it to ruin the chances he had to survive by serving the man rather than throwing that all away because he said something the man didn't like..But that comment on how he was fighting on both sides of the field, and how he said some could call that stupid..Sort of triggered that he thought that Two-Faced was a stupid creatures for doing so..Got bored? No..Didn't think they were strong enough for him? Not that either..He would tell the man what he was wanting to hear, since it was obvious he was looking for answers.-

I fight for those I work for, are captured by, or who enlist me in their armies..I do nothing more than follow the orders given to me by my superiors.. -The first-aid kit had a sewing needle and a batch of body-thread..He hated doing this, but he had to..He didn't want the nastiest scar to come to him..Or did he? Eh..He didn't mind scars..They were his trophies to a good fight. They told the story of his battles when he doesn't want to talk of them. He sewn himself together, going one needle at a time, sewing..Sewing..His eyes turn to the assassin droid for a moment, wondering why it was talking about sparring..Then found out. It was looking to upgrade, but before Two-Faced could talk, the cloaked man ripped into the air and silenced the bot..-

Mm..I knew you were a Sith.. -He whispers into the air. Surely they both would hear it as he would continue to sew the gash together, soon enough biting the body-thread off and tying it the best he could..It would disappear and dissolve by the time it was ready to heal completely..As for now, he would yank his neurofiber-twine kevlar vest back onto his chest and both of the harnesses that roped around behind him and infront of him..The metal clasps were opened by that time and the body suit was well on its way to fixing itself..His eyes turn to the Sith, tilting his head.-

I'm sure your bot knows plenty of me..But I do not wish to give you more, unless you wish me to..Otherwise, I decline fighting the bot.. -He explains to his new master before turning down to the gash in his suit..It was gone and the clasps locked shut, his pale eyes gleaming a little in the light..Wonderful.-

[malice]

The man turned in his chair, instructing the droid on a series of coordinates. "No, no... not there...! Gah... you pile of junk.. get out of the way..!" It seemed the droid needed more than a simple upgrade... it needed a full line of working parts that he didn't have. His hands seemed to fly, however, punching in a series of coordinates that would take them to a part of the planet that should have been completely deserted... a part of Korriban that should have no buildings, no structures that still stood. He glared at the droid, then jerked a thumb to the gunners seat, replacing the droid in the pilots chair.
"I'll find something to fix your neural interface eventually, ICT, but you'll have to bear with me... Cathar, keep your eyes on the thermal targetting computer and tell me if it picks anything up. And I mean ANYTHING! TIE fighters, X-Wings, Y-Wings... Republic or Imperial Remnant.. Sith... if it detects even a slight ion trail in space, I want to know.."
He seemed worried, and rightfully so... Sith of his caliber were easy to detect... he could mask his presence only for so long before even the weakest of Jedi felt that presence. And, the moment they felt him, they would either be drawn to him, or they would draw the wrath of the Jedi down on top of him. For now, the Sith world of Korriban was a safe haven, the darkness and evil of the planet masking his presence and the ships presence completely. Sensors from most craft would go haywire, Jedi would feel drawn toward the darkness, and even Sith would feel the urge to suddenly veer off and crash their ship into something... it was all a test of strength. If one was strong enough, they would have no problem resisting the elements. However, if they were weak... if they could not handle the power that eminated from such a horrifically beautiful planet, then they would succumb to madness, as thousands have done before...

[twofaced]

-As much as he wanted to do what the man said, he didn't know what was what, though he knew some of the universe beyond fighting..The fighters and flyers of the universe weren't his thing, but he knew of the racers and pilots that he once helped out in the mists of battle..He took his eyes on the energy sensing modules, making sure to tell his cloaked master of what was to happen..But he doubted that anything would happen, as far as the marvelous amount of energy that happened to ooze from his new master's being..And he didn't even think he was trying to hide it anymore. Those siths were a clever bunch..Hiding there essence and masking it from others so that they didn't go into a chaotic frenzy and start attacking them..Eh..-

Well..Sir..I guess I should tell you there's a rather small batch heading towards us from the east..? I don't know what they are, but they are coming towards us, and a little to the north-east.. -He explains to the man..That was the best that he could do to explain what was happening..X and Y and whatever the hell else wasn't working out with him..Not at that moment, to say the least, and he hoped the man would find it that this lack of detail was all he needed..-

[malice]

He looked over, glancing at the sensory units that the young Cathar was looking at. He frowned, and shook his head. "They won't come any closer. This planet is a taboo world for the Republic and the Empire... unless a Sith is leading them, they won't bother going anywhere near here." That was the truth. Not a Republic fighter or Imperial craft had come within a lightyear of this planet that they were going to.... forget getting as close as this Sith Lord had.
"They won't go any further.... they can't detect us anyways. This fighter was specially designed to sneak past Rebel blockades, during the original Galactic Civil War. We'll be fairly safe... unless they're Imperial. They developed this weapon.. they know how to decloak it. They won't do so... besides, who pilots Phantom TIE's anymore?"
That was an obvious one... nobody did. The Empire had lost them, and the facilities that built them had been anniihlated during a Rebel raid. Only one TIE Phantom had actually been captured by the Rebellion, but it had helped to strengthen their cause...
The Dark Side pulsed from his body, his left hand coming upwards... it seemed as if he were creating something of an aura around the ships, an old technique that was reserved for but a few. In a short moments time, what had been a driving group of fighters was veering off, turning to exit the area.. there was nothing here, and the mere presence of Korriban inspired the most dreadful fear in the hearts of the bravest, Republic and Imperial, Jedi and Sith alike.