Darana stared at the screen. She was getting too old for these long nights. Or at least she felt she was. Only 10 years had passed since she formally joined the Empire, but to her it was an eternity ago. So much had happened to her and to those around her and life since Port Lansing suddenly became more and more interesting; not in a good way. Rook had almost cost her everything she had worked for with the house. She had been too stunned and shocked when he spoke up. It was all she could do to keep calm when asking the Emperor if he had intended to disband her house. It was his prerogative and she would of course obey. That did not mean, however, she had to be happy about it. It only meant that she must obey. Fortunately he did not disband it. She wondered though if someday it may still be coming. Her thoughts turned to NikVie...He was the real cause of her dourness. Somehow an argument between them was about to fuel a war that would rage further than the pair of them. If only there was a prevent it. Darana recalled their mental struggle. 'all Sith must be taken down.' He had told her, then he went on to condemn the Jedi of today as well. Stating that they were as bad as the Sith. She shook her head, if only Melora really had killed him, but no a letter from him to another in the Empire proved he had lived. Darana sighed and shoved the flat panel screen away from her. Suddenly the urge to destroy something welled up inside of her. She hated this feeling, it always threatened to engulf her being. Consumed by the intensity and single-mindedness that can be called the fanaticism of the darkside. The same single-mindedness that NikVie had shown her. He was no Jedi. She rose brusquely, sending her chair careening into the wall. Darana didn't notice, nor did she care at the moment. She strode easily through the halls of the house and out into the courtyard. Without pausing she transformed into a wolf, scented the air, and began the hunt. 'Too bad', she thought to herself, 'this wasn't the lost Jedi.' For now she would make due with the hunt for her dinner, but later, yes later the blood protein she scented for a hunt would be those dripping from Nik himself
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