A Simpler Life

Bastion of Ren
Virgillia, Outer Rim
A stalking Kaalia moved through the hallways of the Bastion. Her presence in the Force was shrunk to a minimum, she wore black robes and boots and made sure she moved without a sound. Step after step and corner after corner she came closer to her target ready to catch her when she least expected it. Stealth came naturally to the redhead, but she had not left it at just her talent. Stealth techniques were paramount to any Ren who preferred working in the shadows, and although she didn't always do so it was a skillset that went far from unused. Today that skillset would once again be applied.
Kaalia's hunt wasn't for an intruder or a traitor, however. It was a hunt for the latest Disciple that was appointed as her apprentice, someone by the name of [member="Ashley Myth'rand"] . She had seen the woman before and to her she seemed a lot less uptight than most of the Ren, which she oddly appreciated. Where most masters would look to cull such a thing, and in all honesty it probably would have been the right thing to do, Kaalia was going to play on that. She would require nothing but focus and seriousness during missions, but as long as progress was made a little humor at times would keep training fresh.
A smirk was plastered on the woman's face as she approached the Disciple, and got ready to strike. An eerily silent leap would propel her to right behind her, where she would firmly grasp Ashley's shoulder to keep her in place. "I heard you required training." Her voice was monotone and deep, revealing no emotion within the words. In reality she forced herself to hold in a chuckle, but there was no need for the Disciple to know that just yet. The jumpscare was first, the laughter was for afterwards.