Who Am I?
The last time they'd met, there was quite the fight. Were they friends? Allies? Enemies? Just acquaintances? Alina truthfully wasn't sure. Her fractured memory was slowly coming together as she recovered from her resurrection. But there was no time to take it slow, take it easy. She needed to know where she stood with others. She needed allies and support. Especially in this new growing Empire under Empyrean. And, well, if she was honest; pirates were often the best to look to for missing artifacts.
And she had quite a few from her own family vault.
It was a trip across the galaxy. From Dromund Kaas all the way to Mustafar of all places, but that's where she learned the Cathar Sith she'd been seeking was setting up for her own endeavors. Ideal timing. It was always best to meet someone with something to offer. If, perhaps, they got to the talking point. A part of Alina was just eager to make sure they knew which of the two of them was the strongest. She didn't know herself, but she certainly had no intention of being the weaker.
"Remain with the ship, Vincent."
"Of course, my lady."
The older looking human bent his head in respect. Her ever faithful butler of a Sangnir, even dressed the part in truth. The ship landed, and Alina stepped down the ramp alone with a smile wide on her face. This was going to be a lot more fun than she'd honestly admit.
Khamesi Aivar