Post by Hunter on Oct 7, 2011 17:33:49 GMT -5
"So...Agent Morrow?" whispered the ebon-clad Sith. "We have once again struck first. We know our enemies are aware of us. Shall we move forward and bring war upon them once more?"
"As we discussed, Q'Will." replied the Imperial Agent. "Your associate shall make a strike on her own, while my commando's will carry my revenge to their home."
The Sith struggled to hold back the waves of emotion flowing from the cyborg. She felt the bitterness of the Agent's failure to bring her enemy's to heel; the anger of the loss of her position as Commisar; and the pain of years recovering from her wounds from her last attempt to hand the Emperor the heads of a group that defies his word.
"As we draw closer to our prey..." whispered the Sith. "Your emotions shout louder and louder. They are begining to concern me as to your..."
"Dont!" snapped Agent Morrow, her black cyber eyes twitching with small arcs of blue flames. "We have discussed this to infinte details and I will maintain my focus! Soon their homes will burn; their associates will die, all of them; and the stars themselves will weep for the tortures I will put them through once they are in our grasp!"
"But, only once they are in our grasp!" added the Agent. "First, our plans must be played out as we have discussed. Commander? The word is given! You and your troops are to head to Mos Eisley. Destroy the enemies base and engage any resistance. We shall reinforce you shortly."
"Yes Agent Morrow" snapped the Commando Officer. "2 through 22. Immediate dispatch. Shuttlebay 4. Out."
"And you Fayde." whispered Q'Will, turning her head to the darkened corner of the room. "You took your kin to stand at my side, and the Dark is deep in you now. Take it my enemies and weaken their numbers...do it well, and when these deeds are done, I'll carve a few of their skullls for you personally. You'd like that wouldnt you my pet?"
A deep distorted sigh came from the muffled figure. The two archaic blades twirled slowly, with almost impossible grace, in the armored womans hands. With a slight nod, Fayde walked away from the Jedi and Agent.
"Wolves...!" growled Agent Morrow. "Nothing...nothing will save you this time!"
"As we discussed, Q'Will." replied the Imperial Agent. "Your associate shall make a strike on her own, while my commando's will carry my revenge to their home."
The Sith struggled to hold back the waves of emotion flowing from the cyborg. She felt the bitterness of the Agent's failure to bring her enemy's to heel; the anger of the loss of her position as Commisar; and the pain of years recovering from her wounds from her last attempt to hand the Emperor the heads of a group that defies his word.
"As we draw closer to our prey..." whispered the Sith. "Your emotions shout louder and louder. They are begining to concern me as to your..."
"Dont!" snapped Agent Morrow, her black cyber eyes twitching with small arcs of blue flames. "We have discussed this to infinte details and I will maintain my focus! Soon their homes will burn; their associates will die, all of them; and the stars themselves will weep for the tortures I will put them through once they are in our grasp!"
"But, only once they are in our grasp!" added the Agent. "First, our plans must be played out as we have discussed. Commander? The word is given! You and your troops are to head to Mos Eisley. Destroy the enemies base and engage any resistance. We shall reinforce you shortly."
"Yes Agent Morrow" snapped the Commando Officer. "2 through 22. Immediate dispatch. Shuttlebay 4. Out."
"And you Fayde." whispered Q'Will, turning her head to the darkened corner of the room. "You took your kin to stand at my side, and the Dark is deep in you now. Take it my enemies and weaken their numbers...do it well, and when these deeds are done, I'll carve a few of their skullls for you personally. You'd like that wouldnt you my pet?"
A deep distorted sigh came from the muffled figure. The two archaic blades twirled slowly, with almost impossible grace, in the armored womans hands. With a slight nod, Fayde walked away from the Jedi and Agent.
"Wolves...!" growled Agent Morrow. "Nothing...nothing will save you this time!"