SPACE – THE WRAITH

Necrolis paced the durasteel deck plating of the Wraith's lounge area, brow furrowed in thought and hands clasped together at his back. He could feel the pulse of the ship as it travelled through hyperspace, knowing it would still be some time before they reached their destination. Too long, he mused, it is taking too long. Normally he was not that impatient, but this time that nagging feeling would not leave him, and it was making him irritable. For a moment he contemplated having Vette work on the engines to get more power, but shoved the thought aside. No need to risk breaking the ship.

It had been a short call with Teffa, followed by another call to get Malavai Quinn back aboard. He had yet to be able to get in contact with Pierce or Jaesa, but he was less worried about them. If anything were to happen to his apprentice after all, Necrolis would have felt such through the force. Pity the fool who went after Jaesa, he thought with a grin, knowing how his apprentice had no qualms about killing.

Jaesa had once been a prize worth having, a padawan to the Jedi. Baras had feared her so badly he had Necrolis chasing after her. In the end, after coaxing her out and taking care of the jedi who had tried to protect her, Necrolis had turned her to the dark side. Jaesa Willsaam had embraced and revelled in being sith, in the freedom that came from embracing her emotions and feelings. Even he had been stunned by the sudden dark transformation she had undergone once he had turned her.

"You look like a long tailed manka cat in a room full of rocking chairs." Vette cracked as she leaned against the bulkhead leading to their quarters. Necrolis cast a glance at her and shook his head, having to fight against the smile she was trying to draw from him.

"I just hate waiting." Necrolis muttered, "Something is coming."

"Well we got Captain Killjoy and the creepy crone on board like you wanted." Vette remarked, referring to Malavai Quinn, and the sith warrior Aela Darkstar.

Necrolis had been adamant Quinn bring the woman along with him. The woman creeped Vette out, and the twi'lek was not thrilled at all having her aboard. Of course both of them knew there was an ongoing relationship between them. One that Necrolis had instigated a long while back. What happens on fleet, stays on fleet, Vette thought with a smirk. It was fortuitous Quinn had been with her at the time Necrolis had told him to get back to the ship.

"Watch it." Necrolis growled giving his wife a pointed stare. "Don't make me get out the shock collar."

Vette grinned and moved over to her husband, leaning in to kiss him before winking. "Oh come on that could be fun."

Necrolis shook his head and rolled his eyes at the woman. Only Vette could take a warning and turn it into foreplay. In answer to her, Necrolis just smacked her on the ass before moving and settling down on the padded bench seating. The last thing he needed was Aela getting annoyed more than usual with the twi'lek. Aela had a temper, and a very dark sadistic side to her. Vette did not know the woman that well, and Necrolis did not really want his wife causing him problems he would rather not have to deal with. He would need to ensure his wife and his sister didn't go blaster to saber anytime soon.

Vette watched him a moment, grinning at the slap to her ass. She was glad to have Quinn back, even if the other sith had come along or not. She was still left wondering what the bounty hunter had said that made Necrolis so uneasy and upset, scrambling to get moving. Whatever it was, the twi'lek felt certain she was going to need her gree armour and blasters soon enough.

"I'm not interrupting now, am I?" The voice was soft but held an edge, a gravelly tone that left no doubt who it belonged to.

"Aela!" Necrolis gave the sith a smile before patting a hand on the table for the white haired sith to come join him, even as he relaxed himself.

"And I'll just take care of the bridge here." Vette remarked, turning abruptly and leaving for the cockpit of the ship. Aela Darkstar cast a glance with pale grey eyes after the twi'lek as she quickly disappeared.

"Something tells me I should just force choke her ass." Aela Darkstar commented offhandedly as she settled across the table from Necrolis.

In truth she was joking, but that was only because she knew the woman was married to Necrolis. If it had been anyone else, her rudeness and clear dislike would have left her fighting for breath. Aela had not really gotten to know the twi'lek, and had barely said two words to here the few times they had been about one another. That included their wedding as well. Of course Quinn kept her rather distracted when she had been about too.

"No permanent damage." Necrolis remarked pointedly before grinning at her. Aela arched an eyebrow at the sith. It was rare Necrolis ever cracked a joke. He was usually far too serious for such. And as for him smiling, she could have counted the times on one hand that had happened.

"So what was so important I made Quinn beg till he was in near tears to get me aboard your ship?" Aela asked the man. "And just what is going on?"

"Someone is out to kill us, Aela, all of us." Necrolis answered her, the frown on his face returning. "Teffa got the bounty list. All of us are on it, you, and every other last family member."

"Brother, if someone wants my head they are welcome to try." Aela grinned at him and shrugged.

The woman knew she had a list of enemies too numerous to count. Such came with being sith, and having been in the spotlight in the efforts against the Republic. It was the same for Necrolis, she knew. For every success, every life they erased from existence, there was some family member or friend that wanted revenge.

"Oh, I know that all too well." Necrolis remarked back. "Sister, whoever is behind this is connected though. I can feel the disturbance in the force. Together we are better than apart."

Aela Darkstar looked at her brother and nodded, knowing the truth of his words. If she focused on the force she could feel the same disturbance, and it bothered her. The fact Necrolis was going to lengths to get them all together made her see how grave the situation was. The only other times most of them had been together since the days on Ziost had in fact been Necrolis' and Teffa's weddings. Darkstar family reunions were few and far between. Even then most of them she had not seen despite the weddings. Some of her adopted siblings she had not seen in so long she could have sworn they were likely dead, and Shadelis was in fact.

"So where are we going?" Aela finally asked, settling back and letting those dark grey eyes stare right into Necrolis's.

"We're going to get Bloodshade." Necrolis answered after a moment as he leaned back and settled into the cushion of the bench seating. "She's on Drommund Kaas."