The flagship was as silent as a warship was possible to be at 1:55am as Sah'sha strode from the elevator and turned left towards the acolyte barracks. Occasional imperial officers jogged past with nervous expressions, their shadows flitting to and fro under the harsh lights.
The apprentice dampened his Presence utterly, a campfire extinguished under a bucketful of water, as the doors opened with the standard hiss. He walked inside, pausing for a moment and the head of the line of tables in the middle.
It was almost silent. Steady, soft breathing of exhausted, nervous acolytes. His mask tilted left to right as he sought his prey. A sudden explosion of noise interrupted his thoughts as the Mharnic acolyte let out a bellowing snore, earning a cold glare from the armoured man. No doubt he would mete out a fitting punishment later. For now...
There. On the right side, the bunk beds closest to the window to the void. Sah'sha moved like a phantom, crouching when he reached the bunk bed that housed her. He watched for a moment, glowing ember eyes studying the woman.
Her forehead twitched into a frown as she slumbered, the fresh marks he had inflicted on her cheek already fading due to kolto. Dark hair splayed across the thin pillow, tousling as she turned.
His mask betrayed no sign of his expression. Sah'sha's hands shot forward like a striking snake. Seizing her bicep and bodily dragging her from her rest, his other hand clamping over her mouth as a scream threatened to burst forth. Her startled gaze reflected back at her, brown eyes a mix of bewildered, furious...and rising dread.
Good.
The telepathic tether latched between them.
~"Training pit. Now."~
The burning stare held her hostage until she nodded. He stood, releasing her from his grip to half land on the floor with a thump and turning to leave the barracks. He paused by the door, glancing over his shoulder to ensure she was following.
She followed slowly, tripping over her own feet in tiredness, laces undone and her hair loose down her shoulders. He walked on, leading the way towards the command deck. She would learn about preparedness.
War waits for nothing, after all.
The apprentice dampened his Presence utterly, a campfire extinguished under a bucketful of water, as the doors opened with the standard hiss. He walked inside, pausing for a moment and the head of the line of tables in the middle.
It was almost silent. Steady, soft breathing of exhausted, nervous acolytes. His mask tilted left to right as he sought his prey. A sudden explosion of noise interrupted his thoughts as the Mharnic acolyte let out a bellowing snore, earning a cold glare from the armoured man. No doubt he would mete out a fitting punishment later. For now...
There. On the right side, the bunk beds closest to the window to the void. Sah'sha moved like a phantom, crouching when he reached the bunk bed that housed her. He watched for a moment, glowing ember eyes studying the woman.
Her forehead twitched into a frown as she slumbered, the fresh marks he had inflicted on her cheek already fading due to kolto. Dark hair splayed across the thin pillow, tousling as she turned.
His mask betrayed no sign of his expression. Sah'sha's hands shot forward like a striking snake. Seizing her bicep and bodily dragging her from her rest, his other hand clamping over her mouth as a scream threatened to burst forth. Her startled gaze reflected back at her, brown eyes a mix of bewildered, furious...and rising dread.
Good.
The telepathic tether latched between them.
~"Training pit. Now."~
The burning stare held her hostage until she nodded. He stood, releasing her from his grip to half land on the floor with a thump and turning to leave the barracks. He paused by the door, glancing over his shoulder to ensure she was following.
She followed slowly, tripping over her own feet in tiredness, laces undone and her hair loose down her shoulders. He walked on, leading the way towards the command deck. She would learn about preparedness.
War waits for nothing, after all.


