‘Thank you,’ Arkad told the barkeeper and turned to Aphra, taking a sip of cognac, ‘I have—many times—it comes with the job. So you have not... and I was beginning to think you liked me because you keep sparing my life.’
Aphra takes a big sip. “Keep talking shit and I might reconsider my Decision. You expect me to trust You? How can I after what You did?“
Arkad finished his drink and put a few credits to cover the bill on the bar, he stood up and looked at Aphra, ‘If you do not trust me... why would you leave me alone? That is illogical.’
Aphra takes another sip “I dont know what to think or to do with You ok? Give me a break. This whole Situation is awkward as Hell.“
‘Well, you are certainly not leadership material if that is how you approach a situation like this. Enjoy your drink, Aphra,’ Arkad said and walked out the small bar. Outside, he left the alley and looked for the next skycar platform.
The former Commander stopped and turned around when he heard Aphra call to him. He looked at Aphra, waiting for her to speak.
Arkad approached Aphra and chuckled, ‘Yes, you are complicated. You will have my help, Aphra.’ He smiled at her, ‘Maybe I will have to become a bit softer and you will have to become a bit tougher if we are to survive this mess.’
Arkad chuckled, ‘We do. Ste’lla is a sweet woman—maybe too sweet—I am not sure if she could make sacrifices for the greater good.’ Arkad laid a hand on Aphra’s shoulder and his silver-grey eyes looked deeply into hers, ‘You have been honest with me, so I will be honest with you: Escaping Coruscant will not be easy, there will be hard decisions up ahead. Some of us will not make it. Do you think she can pass the judgement calls necessary? Can you?’
Her brown eyes look back in Arcads. “I can only speak for myself. But we have to Help her aswell. I couldnt life with myself if I simply leave her. She deserves this Chance“
‘As you wish. It is settled then,’ Arkad smiled at Aphra, ‘Let us return to her, the breakfast service should be over by now, I reckon.’
Sith was focus on meditate, so HK-52 answer point gun. "(Inform) Master usually didn't take guests on ship. But in torture chamber we have bed to hold prisoner." He open next and last door, and Mysa can see big bed, with straps and bonds to hold captured in one place. Except this, that bed looking like comfortable.
‘This is getting better and better,’ Mysa sighed and scowled at HK-52, ‘Wake me if you need something.’ She turned to the last door and entered the torture chamber. Closing the door behind her, she pulled off the Jedi robe and hung it somewhere that looked clean. Mysa lied down on the bed and tried to get comfortable. Thinking about what kind of mess she had gotten herself into, she drifted off to sleep.
Garak look at green lightsaber, what was found by Jedi master Cold. By what he get know, that Jedi was master of Irleen, one of Jedi padawans who escape from Corussant. Cold use in fight only one lightsaber l, in blue color so that must belong to Irleen. It seems, that girl was force to fight by Siths lightsabers. That is good information, crystals of Siths have some kind of soul, just like Jedi crystals. "It is seems, that girl like the power of Dark side." He said to himself. Sith lord push his Force by weapon, to sience tye enemy. The things have always some kind conection with owners.
Aphra nods “I reckon its Time we get some Breakfast ourselfes. Some eggs with Bacon would made my Day.“
‘So you do not start your day with just whisky normally?’ Arkad laughed and went towards the food truck.