But I Am Free
Searching the holonet for information on Sith was often full of dead ends, misinformation, danger. With the uncountable amount of people that surfed it, at times traps were made. Slavers trying to get themselves force sensitive fools who were desperate for the kind of power the Sith held. Meetings were arranged, ambushes were set. But sometimes things didn't go as planned. Sometimes, for the opportunistic slaver, someone else was watching. A group of Weequay laid in wait among the shadows of a dark alley, guns at the ready. One leaned against the far wall. They were waiting for their target. A pureblood, curious on learning more of the Sith. Not that what she wanted mattered.
She'd fetch a high price as something exotic to the right people.
Except, it wasn't a pureblood that entered the alley. A larger, dark cloaked figure stepped in. From under his hood, the figure took note of the various figures ready to strike. The leader pushed himself off the far wall, arms raised in a friendly sort of greeting.
"Hello hello! You my friend are in the wrong spot! I'm not sure what business you ha-" Surprise filled his eyes as a sudden pressure closed in around his throat. Surprise quickly turned to fear as he clutched at nothing, fingers scraping against flesh as he tried to pry away what ever was choking him. There was a resounding crack as his head twisted. Not just his. The others in the shadows shared his fate. Bodies fell as the cloaked figure lowered his hand and turned his gaze towards the entrance of the dark corner.
Orange eyes stared forward. Instead of a trap, he would see this potential Sith himself.
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