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Chapter 5
Rapsha laughed at the Jedi as she steered the ship off of Tattooine toward Coruscant. It felt good to kick Jedi butt, especially the daughter of Luke Skywalker, Master Jedi. It did irk her though. The Jedi wasn't much of a fighter.
'Rapsha, engage the hyperdrive to Coruscant.' Kantar said telepathically as he entered the cockpit and sat down beside her.
"Yes, Master." She said, entering the coordinates for a hyperdrive to Coruscant.
Kantar smiled suddenly, twisting the tattoos to into grotesque shapes. "Very good against the Jedi. But of course, You'll need more training if you ever hope to defeat her."
"So you knew who that was then?" She said, glancing at him suspiciously, "and you knew all along?"
"Like I said, more training." He looked at her in return, "She's good. She'd make an excellent Sith Apprentice."
Rapsha shook her head quickly, catching his drift, "No. I'm sorry, Master, but I'm not in need of an apprentice at the moment. Especially not her."
Kantar laughed again. "Oh, my powerful apprentice how young you are. And how much you remind me of me."
'Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Then she caught on, "But wait, if you didn't want a Jedi apprentice, why did you get me?"
Kantar looked at her seriously for the first time since leaving the Hutt Palace at Nal Hutta, "Because the Jedi killed my master and I had to continue the Sith line. So I searched for the most powerful young Jedi Padawan within my reach and I got the perfect apprentice, one with brains and brawn, one willing to question orders and backtalk her master to learn what her Jedi Master, Mr. Ben Skywalker would never even have hinted at."
"Like how embracing you emotions will empower you greater than any Jedi would ever dreamed?" She asked, looking sideways.
He grinned and without saying anything, walked toward the back of the ship as the hyperdrive kicked in.
Chapter 5
Rapsha laughed at the Jedi as she steered the ship off of Tattooine toward Coruscant. It felt good to kick Jedi butt, especially the daughter of Luke Skywalker, Master Jedi. It did irk her though. The Jedi wasn't much of a fighter.
'Rapsha, engage the hyperdrive to Coruscant.' Kantar said telepathically as he entered the cockpit and sat down beside her.
"Yes, Master." She said, entering the coordinates for a hyperdrive to Coruscant.
Kantar smiled suddenly, twisting the tattoos to into grotesque shapes. "Very good against the Jedi. But of course, You'll need more training if you ever hope to defeat her."
"So you knew who that was then?" She said, glancing at him suspiciously, "and you knew all along?"
"Like I said, more training." He looked at her in return, "She's good. She'd make an excellent Sith Apprentice."
Rapsha shook her head quickly, catching his drift, "No. I'm sorry, Master, but I'm not in need of an apprentice at the moment. Especially not her."
Kantar laughed again. "Oh, my powerful apprentice how young you are. And how much you remind me of me."
'Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" Then she caught on, "But wait, if you didn't want a Jedi apprentice, why did you get me?"
Kantar looked at her seriously for the first time since leaving the Hutt Palace at Nal Hutta, "Because the Jedi killed my master and I had to continue the Sith line. So I searched for the most powerful young Jedi Padawan within my reach and I got the perfect apprentice, one with brains and brawn, one willing to question orders and backtalk her master to learn what her Jedi Master, Mr. Ben Skywalker would never even have hinted at."
"Like how embracing you emotions will empower you greater than any Jedi would ever dreamed?" She asked, looking sideways.
He grinned and without saying anything, walked toward the back of the ship as the hyperdrive kicked in.