Standing solemnly, Asajj Ventress peered out through the large viewport of her modified Ginivex-class starfighter. Combing the expansive blanket of space, her large blue eyes flitted from star to star as they glittered like rare diamonds against their crushed velvet backdrop

Her thoughts began to linger on her Master's latest source of interest; Aeolis

A small, politically insignificant planet shrouded from both the clutches of the Republic, and the Confederacy of Independant Systems; concealed well within the blanket of the Unknown Regions yet it resonated the force with a beacon like status. So like so, that Asajj would have believed it to be merely a mirage in her viewport, had it of not of shown up so patently on the Last Call's gemcutter scanners

Growing tired of the uniformed outlook of space, she closed her eyes slowly and breathed out a deep, restless sigh through flared nostrils; waiting, she had and always would hate waiting

Focusing on her growing agitation, she attempted to stifle down the emotion for she would not allow Dooku's tardiness to aggravate her. Asajj had always strived to appear as the epitome of an obedient student who exuded nothing but gratitude, even if it did little to starve her growing resentment of her master

Turning her attention to the ships scanners, she flicked over the screen to make sure she was definitely alone. After her recent uninvited visit to the Narran Household, she had made her escape into Aeolis's atmosphere quickly before guiding her ship around to the darkside of Aeolis's moon, Ravier

Count Dooku had insisted her starfighter be equipped with a cloaking device, which she had engaged once she had made it safely back to her ship before departing.

Asajj's pride had been dented at the instruction, for not only did she believe it impossible to cloak a ship of the Last Call's size, but she also believed that her Master lacked confidence in her flying capabilities. Upon contesting the cloaking device, Dooku had cut her down swiftly with nothing more than a few choice words.

Now, double checking her location and the scanners once more, Asajj was confident that she would remain undetected

Although Aeolis boasted many similarities to it's moon, there was one striking difference that was to the advantage of Dooku's assassin; Ravier lacked civillisation

Upon research, Asajj had discovered that the Aeolisian Assembly appeared overly protective of their forest covered moon, and in an effort to protect it from mining and deforestation, the Assembly had legislated protective conservation laws over the moon in order to preserve Ravier's untained flora and fauna; as long as she kept the Last Call away from the energy field protecting the moon from unauthorised visitors, she could remain concealed for as long as she deemed neccessary

Reaching out into the force, Asajj could feel the long, slow pulse of Aeolis and how the force seemed to pull and push in gentle but powerful rushes. A force planet was always considered by academics of the force as neutral, but Aeolis emanated the light side in such sickening waves that it left Asajj with a bitter after taste

It was at that moment she decided she deeply hated Aeolis and it's entire system. Curling her lip into a vicious sneer, Asajj's large eyes snapped open with building rage, her thoughts dripping with venom as she fought to control her anger

It was such a pathetic, pitiful little planet that held no real value in her eyes, if she had ever felt like Dooku's puppet in the past, it was never any more so than now

His reasons for aiding the slime ball Leon both bewildered and enraged her. The fury she felt towards Dooku for even sending her here was unimaginable, balling her hands into fists she became acutely aware of a soft, blue hue that now illuminated the entire cockpit

In an instant, Asajj smothered the flames of her quietly contained outrage in obedience and gratitude; the act of submissive apprentice smothering her mind, body and emotions like a tainted, thick treacle, and as if her temper had never even been flared, the ever calculating and manipulating Ventress pulled her contorted features into a wide grin

She turned on her booted heels, and with her head bowed respectfully, she purred in a low and seductive voice

"Master, I was beginning to think you had forgotten about me"

After witnessing the grandeur of both the Dynast's home and gardens, it came as little surprise to Nica that the inside decor would be anything other than ostentatious; as with all Dynasties the running theme was to project an image of affluence after all.

Following Deacon and the rest of the welcoming party through a large set of ornately carved wooden doors, the Meji found themselves stood within an impressive, oval shaped entrance hall with a twin set of marble staircases running around the circumference of the hall up to the next level of the prodigious home

Nica's curious green eyes followed the steps that climbed the height of the large hall, her gaze tracing past the second floor higher and higher until her studious stare finally reached the gold ceiling before finding the huge, brilliantly bejeweled chandelier

The milk and honey of the rich

She pondered silently, thoroughly entranced with the way the glittering chandelier captured the daylight that streamed in generously through the Narran households running theme of ornate, gold leaf windows; it was the the eventual authorative tones of Deacon's vocals that brought Nica's gaze back to both him and his assemblage

The Dynast's advisor had as swiftly as a man of his age could, made his way across the marbled floor towards a large set of frosted glass doors that stood nestled within a drape covered archway. Turning, his gaze settled upon Master Rinn and his apprentice

"Now Master Mejii, if you would please follow me; we will finally be able to get your meeting with the Dynast underway-"

Opening the impressive doors wide, he gestured with an outstreched palm for everyone to begin filing into the hall.

I've not really had much interest in this story, if at all. I've been playing it safe with short chapters to see if anyone's interest in piqued, I haven't had any feedback. I thought that maybe it would take time, so have left updates long in the hope that it would inspire someone to write a review or even ask for further updates but alas I still haven't had any response.

I'm now wondering if the silence is merely because I am not asking for a response? So if anyone is reading this story at all, could you drop me a line and let me know what you think? I have this whole story line planned and briefly written so now I'm just wondering whether it is actually worth continuing with it or not?

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