Business deals and Tion feels (Her Ladyship)

[Jorus Merrill]

The preflight diagnostic was especially lengthy with a vessel this complex. The Pathfinder-class vessel Daragon was heavily automated, capable of being operated by only one or two people. Even with innumerable astromechs, a proper preflight checkup lasted about as long as it took @[member="Darth Kyros"] and her associates to load the vessel with all the things they were transporting.

He touched the comm. "Lady Kyros, this is Alnar. Your vessel is ready at your convenience, and the main holds are full."

 

[Arthos Vynea]

Arthos stared in extreme temptation at the information being moved onto the ship, one piece could change everything. If he grabbed the right holocron, he could rise above his situation, and have power of his own. His hands didn't stretch out for any of it though, it was a risk he couldn't take, if he took the wrong way, he'd have nothing. Moving the repulsor lift onto the ship itself, Arthos anchored it in place in the cargo area. The planetary workers looked a bit, displeased at losing the lifts, but it wasn't worth questioning a Sith Lord to them, seems life was worth living.

As they left though his eyes still bore into the artifact nestled safely in their custom containers, locked by random access code that only his Master would have now. There was always care for such things to make sure they didn't fall into the wrong hands, and his hands were not the right ones he supposed. Stepping off the ship, Arthos headed towads his shuttle and back to his ship. He'd done his duty, and he'd kept from falling into the trap of temptation,l but not for lack of want. Fear motivated him, and fear would fuel him to greatness.

 

[Lief]

Kyros was not so ignorant as to miss the desire Arthos had for the knowledge she was having moved around. The self control he showed was admirable, and in that one moment she knew she had chosen correctly with this particular student and the position she had put him within. As the final pieces of archived lore and objects were removed she turned and waited on the returning servants. When they appeared she inclined her head slowly, waving the slave who had her belongings to join the others in packing things into the hold of the unmarked ship.

"I shall have these returned to you in a few weeks time, I'd rather bring each back together to avoid any mishap." This gave them cause to pause, and made them slowly begin to doubt themselves. Was she seriously going to return them? Catching themselves they smiled, genuinely, and gestured about the room. "Mayhaps it will give us time to clean the place up, My Lady. We shall see you soon." With one sure nod of her head she ventured forth toward the entrance of the hold, and out to the ship which had been filled. Everything was ready for their departure, and she could not help but smile.

When Arthos left them, without word as ever, she made a mental note to reward him for his efforts, in both the mining and the extraction processes. Perhaps permit him one of the lesser lore objects we just acquired. She was not sure yet, but she would be soon. Climbing into the ship itself she looked upon Jorus. "Ready?"

@[member="Arthos Vynea"] @[member="Jorus Merrill"]

 

[Jorus Merrill]

@[member="Darth Kyros"]@[member="Arthos Vynea"]

Jorus didn't need to be told twice. The Daragon's hatches sealed, and the Pathfinder-class vessel clawed for sky with some haste. It quickly left the former Imperial capital behind. As the navicomputer made its final calculations, Jorus stood and stripped off his robe, revealing spacer attire.

"Lady Kyros, that is one completed transport operation."

The Daragon leaped to hyperspace and departed the Bastion system, thus bringing an end to this portion of Kyros' master plan.