#masteroflightanddark

Dakarus sat on the low wall, looking over the brilliant, blue oceans of Alderaan. He gave a peaceful sigh as he enjoyed the moment of peace from his life on the run. Framed for murder after leaving the order, he’d not been allowed much rest. And with the destruction of his ship, he’d been stuck on Alderaan for nearly three months now. It wasn’t until a few days ago when a familiar ship landed that he felt he’d been saved. The one person he could trust had arrived, Revan.

  “revan,” he said in a somewhat too cheery tone, “what brings you here?”

  “i know what i’m doing.” he left off the word ‘mostly’ due to the fact he didn’t think it was necessary, “i just need patience.”

…anon why. No. Don’t distress Carth (that’s my job shh)

  “all i want is a stiff drink and a bed. it’s going to be a very long night and i’d hate to be ill prepared.”

there was much he could say that was his fault, even more that wasn’t, but for the time being, there was no denying anything. right, wrong --- they were all perspectives, and he doubted that she would understand. even if she did, he couldn’t stop it now... the jedi already knew too much. they were coming... for both him and his brother and there was nothing he could do about it. well, not now at any-rate. not when it would only be hours before everything came crashing down, but at the same time? it was worth it. worth it to see his brother in shackles for attempting to keep him hidden.

“the council knows.” he said,”they know everything.”

@masteroflightanddark

Dax was... puzzled. She had just brought the ship out of hyperspace and where there should be a sprawling Sith mega city, there was nothing. At all. No planet, no debris, no ships, no stars, no dust. It was as if they were in actual nothingness. Worse yet, the ship’s navicomputer couldn’t tell where they were either, nor how to get to anywhere else.