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04-05-2026, 12:41 PM
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//Password - ********************
//Authorizing
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Entry 26
Silence, for the longest time - there was nothing but the sound of labored breathing.
We liberated some imperials last night - or the night before, space travel always did mess with the concept of time. It is tomorrow on Hutta, but today on Dromund Kaas - and yesterday on Korriban...
Regardless, we liberated some imperials last night. Lets call it that. When I first was told I was to be sith - I did not believe them. I suppose, deep down, I still don't. Maybe that is why Master Zveris, if he had hair, would go grey with me. I hear what he says, I try to act accordingly...
And I get a lecture about recklessness with a shock of lightning to boot. Whcih, hurts.. like hell, I might add.
More silence, punctuated by the sound of fabric rubbing against fabric. And the soft sound of boots against stone - recording on the move perhaps. Indeed, the exageratedly loud sound of a door screaming open follows soon after.
Apparently I am reckless, and a fool - is that a wonder, given the circus this place is... Center for higher learning and tradition. Cesspit.
Anyway - I am rambling. We freed some imperials - could've used Lord Krevas' aid, turns out the runaway slaves had contacted the Republic. What was a neat rescue became something of a route when the jedi arrived. I.. have heard a lot about the jedi, but these two were.. Not what I had expected.
Her ramblings were interupted by a series of beeps, her voice returned briefly and muffled.
Yes.. basic treatment plan for electrical burns...
The recording ends.
//Password - ********************
//Authorizing
//Authorising//Password accepted//Begin recording...
Entry 26
Silence, for the longest time - there was nothing but the sound of labored breathing.
We liberated some imperials last night - or the night before, space travel always did mess with the concept of time. It is tomorrow on Hutta, but today on Dromund Kaas - and yesterday on Korriban...
Regardless, we liberated some imperials last night. Lets call it that. When I first was told I was to be sith - I did not believe them. I suppose, deep down, I still don't. Maybe that is why Master Zveris, if he had hair, would go grey with me. I hear what he says, I try to act accordingly...
And I get a lecture about recklessness with a shock of lightning to boot. Whcih, hurts.. like hell, I might add.
More silence, punctuated by the sound of fabric rubbing against fabric. And the soft sound of boots against stone - recording on the move perhaps. Indeed, the exageratedly loud sound of a door screaming open follows soon after.
Apparently I am reckless, and a fool - is that a wonder, given the circus this place is... Center for higher learning and tradition. Cesspit.
Anyway - I am rambling. We freed some imperials - could've used Lord Krevas' aid, turns out the runaway slaves had contacted the Republic. What was a neat rescue became something of a route when the jedi arrived. I.. have heard a lot about the jedi, but these two were.. Not what I had expected.
Her ramblings were interupted by a series of beeps, her voice returned briefly and muffled.
Yes.. basic treatment plan for electrical burns...
The recording ends.
