Predictions - Episode II - Captain REX's Dark Jedi RPG

"A free for all? Now that is quite absurd..." Thajkon says. "The Sith did squabble amongst each other, but they had very well placed military strategies. They enslaved races to do their bidding, and willingly invited those who rallied to their cause. It was no free for all."

He paces for a moment. "It is a goal I cannot reach alone. One Sith is not enough. And I am not yet a Sith."

"I wish to learn the ways of the Sith as soon as you become one. That is my only condition. If that can be met, consider me an ally."

"Becoming a Sith is not an easily achieved feat, boy!!"

"It will be, Quor, I assure you," Thajkon says. "The Dark-Side has been labeled by the Jedi as a quick path to power. I intend to make sure that is the only thing they are right about..."

"You guys talk too much," Chef Trizaad mutters, giving Thajkon his requested breakfast of Ahrisa, a spicy food, and Canron, a jellied food.

"Easy, perhaps, but I doubt it would be fast.. Any one of us is much more powerful than the average jedi, but not as much so as a Sith lord. Only a select few in every batch of recruits actually made it to masterhood," Quor said, taking a long draft of wine.

"I master anything I put my mind to."

Christof glances down to his saber, still locked in his belt.

Quor stands up and spins his Krath war blade around himself several times in wide, circular strokes.

Christof tosses down a few credits at Quor's feet.

"Do you do cartwheels and play music too?"
He says jokingly.

"Really though. That's quite an impressive blade. Do you mind if I have a look at it?"

*stands in the doorway*is this invitation only i did help escape from Oovo four several of those droids were destroyed by me *plops down in a chair*

"For one who is in a room filled with dark jedi who have not yet pledged themselves as your allies, you have quite the bold tongue!!", Quor retorts while using the force to tuck the credits away in a utility pouch.

Christof chuckles. He looks back to Thajkon and says,

"It took most of my life to learn the ways of the light. The way of the Jedi...If it takes the same amount or longer to learn the ways of the Sith, so be it. I wish to be complete. One question though, what happens when light meets dark?"

"And I ment no disrespect to you, Quor. You are obviously accomplished in the Dark Arts to yeild such a weapon."

"I should hope not, for your sake, and I would certainly advise you not to laugh at me." Quor sits down in one of the chairs scattered around the room, pulls out a small whetstone, and starts sharpening his Echani daggers.

"I will not respond to your childish remark. Yes, everyone knows that eveyone else's ego is bigger than theirs. Listen, Quor, the Sith aren't here anymore because of the exact reason that you're portraying. If we don't stop this nonsense we will also end up like the Sith...Nonexistant. This is what I've been trying to get through to you. If I continue the argument, we obviously fight. Best case scenerio, one walks away alive. That's one less ELITE saber-wielder for us. Doesn't this seem dumb to you? Please tell me it does. Please tell me that one of us dieing is dumb since you needed not to be even listening to the conversation."

"I never said you had to die. I said you had to shut up and learn your place, whelp!" Quor slams the whetstone down on the table and goes over to Christof. He shoves him against the wall, aided by the force. Holding a lightsaber at his throat, he continues. "For you forget, you have not yet given us any reason to respect you," Quor snaps at him, his red eyes glinting fiercly. With that, he grabs Christof by the collar of his shirt and throws him down on the floor.

"Talk means nothing."

Christof gets up and brushes himself off.

"Maybe next time, we can go to the park before the funhouse?"

"I thought you said you didn't want to die," Quor said, "because that can certainly be arranged if you've changed your mind!"

Christof asks the chef

"Maybe could I get some kind of seafood? I'm a little hungry..."

"Do you realize that you are making no sence? Is your brain fried or something? Maybe you should listen next time instead of trying to show off how 'vicious' you are. It's really not impressive..."

"HEY! About that seafood???"

"Maybe next time you should respect those who have already proven their worth, human!!" Quor kicked Christof to the ground and held a lightsaber at his throat. "This blade has killed fools like you before, and I can assure you, it could do it again!"