[Flashback] did they send me daughters when I asked for sons?
Characters: Darla & Draco [CLOSED]
Location: Sith Academy
Planet: Korriban
When: Flashback! To a couple months ago.
What: Hard Sith lives are hard. Darla makes Draco's a little harder.
Rating: IDK. PG-13.
[ The end of every day of drills at the Sith Academy was the same. Circle up into a dueling ring, where everybody called out one-on-one dueling challenges to try to prove whose Dark Side dick was biggest. Blah, blah.
Darla rarely called out a challenge, for reasons of her own. But then again, she rarely lost one when someone called her out. She saw it more as a useful way to gauge everyone's strengths and weaknesses around this place.
But the neophyte Revanite boy who'd been brought in, the one who'd they apparently had killed in order to fake his death, was too tempting a target. What was so special about him that they'd gone to so much trouble to bring him here? She could sense his disdain for this place, and below that, his fear, no matter how much he tried to maintain any outwards semblance of dignity.
She could have fun with this one.
When silence fell over the group for a moment after they asked for challenges, she spoke up, sounding almost bored, rather than full of the usual rage and bravado with which apprentices cried out for blood.]
I challenge Draco Malfoy.
[A slow smile curved up her face] If the child wants to come out to play, that is.
Location: Sith Academy
Planet: Korriban
When: Flashback! To a couple months ago.
What: Hard Sith lives are hard. Darla makes Draco's a little harder.
Rating: IDK. PG-13.
[ The end of every day of drills at the Sith Academy was the same. Circle up into a dueling ring, where everybody called out one-on-one dueling challenges to try to prove whose Dark Side dick was biggest. Blah, blah.
Darla rarely called out a challenge, for reasons of her own. But then again, she rarely lost one when someone called her out. She saw it more as a useful way to gauge everyone's strengths and weaknesses around this place.
But the neophyte Revanite boy who'd been brought in, the one who'd they apparently had killed in order to fake his death, was too tempting a target. What was so special about him that they'd gone to so much trouble to bring him here? She could sense his disdain for this place, and below that, his fear, no matter how much he tried to maintain any outwards semblance of dignity.
She could have fun with this one.
When silence fell over the group for a moment after they asked for challenges, she spoke up, sounding almost bored, rather than full of the usual rage and bravado with which apprentices cried out for blood.]
I challenge Draco Malfoy.
[A slow smile curved up her face] If the child wants to come out to play, that is.