The Sith Lord let out a soft sigh and shook his large head. There was a line between politeness, which Avreet valued greatly among his students, and ass-kissing, which he did not particularly like. This Acolyte appeared to have no spine, but that wasn’t Veles’ problem; the man’s Master would be the one to solve that. Some might point out Veles himself was particularly submissive when around Lady Zarrah, but that was a special case; as a former student of the Togruta Sith Lady, Avreet loved his former teacher very much, this love mixing with great respect and knowledge how to treat women properly. The thought of what Darth Zarrah would have done with this student amused him; no doubt it’d involve Force lightning. Ah, Lady Zarrah always knew how to set a man straight or how to break him. A wise woman, indeed.
“Are you certain?” Avreet questioned the Acolyte’s words, slowly pacing towards a large window that let in bright light and illuminated much of the room while leaving some areas in shadow. His steps on the stone were inaudible; the Sith Assassin commanded the Force to bend sound itself to his will.
“You claim to be ready, yet you are blind.” His head turned to allow the cybernetic eye to look at the Acolyte. “I have taught another Miraluka once. A lovely lady and a good Sith. She saved my life several times during one particularly nasty battle against Mandalorians. When I taught her how to hide her signature, I also recommended her to get cybernetic eyes. Do you know what happened?” Swiftly turning around to face the Acolyte, the Sith Lord gave no time to answer.
“She did not listen. When Mandalorians unleashed their Force breaker gas, she’d been robbed of the ability to use the Force… and became nothing but a blind woman roaming the battlefield. After that, she finally followed my advice and now she sports a pair of wonderful high-end cybernetic replacements.” The Sith Lord said and fell silent for a second, returning his gaze to the window and watching the world outside.
“But this isn’t about her. This is about you. Your enemies won’t ask you if you can see without the Force or not. As it stands, you came unprepared for the class. If this happened to be a battlefield, you’d already be dead. So tell me, Acolyte, why should I stop masking my presence and teach you? What makes you worthy?” Avreet asked, this time waiting for the answer.
@Vi'kas Mirtis