Ampfe - Femmeslash Emporium!'s Journal

Shaya had gone through a lot to get through here. And not all of it had been as easy as she played things off to be. She had to betray her former mentor to join up with the likes of Darth Baras, which she had done mercifully. She had given the man a chance to fight, but he had chosen not to draw his weapon and allowed her to simply run him through. After that, she had kept his ring to remind herself of what an honorable, if not conniving, man he had been. His daughter...she had beat the living day out of her when she had tried to confront Shaya, giving the woman a chance to allow her hate and anger to fuel her for now. To seek power.

Now she had ran the entirety of Dromund Kass for Darth Baras, taking personal pleasure in disposing of his servants when her mission were complete. A reward had been long coming, but the distraction of the Republican spy had been overseeing to that. Darth Baras wanted information from him, and once he had gotten it, Shaya was quick to insist that she be sent off planet to follow up on the lead. Dromund Kass was a bore now, everyone feared her. Darth Baras enjoyed everything she did, from blood shed to retrieving artifacts to cause said blood shed.

And even now, he had agreed to let her go after a little padawan. What a pet the padawan would make. Just like Vette, her twi'lek slave, Shaya would keep her close...

Staring out the window of her room, she gazed at infinite space, only to hear the voice of the woman who irked her ire. Irked her ire...that was amusing, though no instance of amusement escaped the silver haired girl. Heading out, she went to find the agent in charge of this ship. It wasn't hard. Her companions...companions? No, not companions, more like subservient humanoids, were quite vivid colors. Blue. Red.

"You there. How long until we land?" She asked, coming up beside Jess and crossing her arms, he silver-blue gaze landed intently on the girl's features. Blue. Red eyes. Vivid colors. Shaya liked vivid colors. "I still don't see why we had to bring that, slave with us. Surely with my strength and use of the force, we wouldn't need her use of the force and lack of strength. All she seeks is sexual favours." Scoffing, Shaya puffed up slightly. "She is simply a distraction. Holding us back, Agent."

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