Vrak Nashar
Character
[member="Jamie Pyne"]
He chuckled. "You're strong."
Vrak thought about killing her. Taking the knife and cutting it across her throat, but...he wasn't done yet. He had shown her what he had wanted to, at least in part. He had hoped to push her further, to perhaps even break her, but he did not have the time. The Pureblood did not have the men to fight Naboo's Security forces, nor did he have the strength to fight a Jedi Master. No. He knew when his time was over.
"We'll have to continue this." He gestured to her. "I promise..."
For a moment Vrak looked out the window, then glanced back at Jamie. "I have much more to show you. Perhaps in time you'll change your mind."
He left the blade sticking in her knee. If he removed it she would likely bleed to death, and he had no intention of killing her today. In the future perhaps, but not today.
The Sith smiled, and then headed out the door.
He chuckled. "You're strong."
Vrak thought about killing her. Taking the knife and cutting it across her throat, but...he wasn't done yet. He had shown her what he had wanted to, at least in part. He had hoped to push her further, to perhaps even break her, but he did not have the time. The Pureblood did not have the men to fight Naboo's Security forces, nor did he have the strength to fight a Jedi Master. No. He knew when his time was over.
"We'll have to continue this." He gestured to her. "I promise..."
For a moment Vrak looked out the window, then glanced back at Jamie. "I have much more to show you. Perhaps in time you'll change your mind."
He left the blade sticking in her knee. If he removed it she would likely bleed to death, and he had no intention of killing her today. In the future perhaps, but not today.
The Sith smiled, and then headed out the door.