Cryax Bane
Red-eyed Snake
Location: Penthouse of Cryax Bane, The Cream and the Crop Casino, Coruscant
Compared to the barren, ice plateaus of Csilla, the dazzling skyline of Coruscant seemed to glimmer with a feeling of unreality. A few weeks away from from the ecumenopolis always seemed to have that effect on him. Now that Cryax Bane was the Imperial Governor of Csilla, he would have to get used to the feeling more often. There was much work to do on Csilla, such as rebuilding from the Rebel Alliance attack, restructuring the shambles of the CEDF, and fixing his own damaged public image in the glowing red eyes of the Chiss people. Perhaps, it was time to look into a second home in Chiss space. Hey, the skiing was great. If only he could get used to freezing his choobies off.
Cryax had missed Coruscant. The Queen of the Core. Good ol' Triple Zero. He missed the fine dining in the Senate District. The Golden Hour Opera House. Hell, he even missed the baying of the garbage pit worms on a hot summer night in the Undercity.
Bane's penthouse felt empty and melancholy, as vacant as the eyes of the unexpressive people of Csilla. As he meandered around his apartment, letting his protocol droids take his things, Cryax was gripped with a dull feeling of hyperspace lag. Passing a mirror confirmed it. He looked like death warmed over. Grabbing a Correlian ale from the kitchen, the Chiss dragged his feet to the bedroom to flop down with a Holofilm, and perhaps get a good night's sleep for a change.
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