Armand Temi
Orphan
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As a clone with accelerated growth straight into adulthood, Varas had never experienced those turbulent teenage years. No mood swings, rebelliousness, boundary crossing… she had not sassed back, nor even threatened to run away from home.
So perhaps this would be her defining teenage moment.
It was easy to rationalize the course of action she planned to take as motivated by love and admiration. But maybe she had more selfish designs as she slipped out of Vader's Mustafar castle one morning after mind-tricking the Praetorian guards, and then enlisting one of the more feeble-minded pilots - also through mental control - to take her to the headquarters of House Verd, a well-known supplier of the Sith in order to present [member="Kyrel Ren"] with a token of her appreciation.
He would likely be meditating in his bacta tank and wholly unaware of her absence. Once the young disciple let go of the Captain’s mind, he realized he was far too incriminated in this little foray of Kyrel Ren’s daughter to protest.
“Look, if you keep the course to Vulpter, I won’t tell my father about this. Don’t worry. You won’t be executed."
Her sugarcoated tone of voice betrayed the fact that she’d promptly kill him herself once they were back - a gift of mercy, preferable to torture by Kyrel or his guards.
The nondescript vessel flew into the landing pad of House Verd. She’d called ahead to make arrangements, but was not sure with who she would meet as the whole operation appeared a little clandestine. This would be Varas’s first exposure to the Sith, and her heart fluttered in her chest with anticipation and a little apprehension.
[member="Darth Metus"]