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Lannis
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Cinereus nodded at her response. She picked up on things quite quickly and would do well amongst the sith, but he sensed a streak of stubborness layering beneath her words. That could get her into quite a bit of trouble. It was something he would eventually have to take care of, but there were other matters he needed to address first. "A bit of a crash course on the situation you will be facing on Dromund Kaas. My 'rival' as he likes to think of himself, Darth Vivatris, has recently gained quite a lot of holdings and will most likely make a move against me soon. He will try to corner you during your time on Dromund Kaas. When that happens," Cinereus tilted his head and looked over at his apprentice with a grin, "do tell him that his mother was a hutt and his father was a jedi. Then run before he kills you."
The taxi touched down on a private landing pad attached to the side of a skyscraper, and Cinereus slid open the door and lightly jumped out. He headed towards the entrance to his penthouse, speaking as he walked. "This will be our home for the time being. There are three empty bedrooms, take whichever you like. A monthly allowance will be sent to your account. Do what you want with it, but if it's illegal, don't let it be traced back to me. Help yourself to anything you find in the place, except for the corellian spice cake in the refridgeration unit. That cake is mine" Cinereus turned his head to face his apprentice to emphasize the importance of his words. "Oh, and you might want to change into something cleaner. I personally think you look delightful covered in blood, but unfortunately, much of society disagrees with me." With one last smirk directed at his apprentice, Cinereus walked into the building.
The taxi touched down on a private landing pad attached to the side of a skyscraper, and Cinereus slid open the door and lightly jumped out. He headed towards the entrance to his penthouse, speaking as he walked. "This will be our home for the time being. There are three empty bedrooms, take whichever you like. A monthly allowance will be sent to your account. Do what you want with it, but if it's illegal, don't let it be traced back to me. Help yourself to anything you find in the place, except for the corellian spice cake in the refridgeration unit. That cake is mine" Cinereus turned his head to face his apprentice to emphasize the importance of his words. "Oh, and you might want to change into something cleaner. I personally think you look delightful covered in blood, but unfortunately, much of society disagrees with me." With one last smirk directed at his apprentice, Cinereus walked into the building.