~|Day 1, 17:30 GST|~
~|Darth Nyiss, Aboard the Kaggath|~

Darth Nyiss stepped elegantly off the boarding ramp of the small, heavily laden shuttle onto the deck of the modest landing bay in the Kaggath. A small formation of armored Imperial troops awaited her, not so much for the formality as to be ready for the unloading of the Jedi.

“Take them to the cells.” Nyiss ordered simply.

There were many Jedi to move, and though they were all still heavily sedated, there was always risk involved dealing with Force users. Best to get them somewhere reasonably secure right away. Of course she’d not sully her hands with that menial work. She had better things to do, and began to stroll towards the bay exit while the men scurried into the transports to collect the Jedi. She almost pitied the Jedi. They would be quartered in specially designed cells, which were a decidedly unpleasant place to live. But then, they would, in a way, be safer than the Sith quarters, for all the Sith were to some extent sharing rooms, and she had made it common knowledge that she was relaxing a certain imperial law for the duration of this trip. That law being the one concerning the murder of fellow Sith. She would not be enforcing the punishments usually enacted on a murderer, for the Sith here were of sufficient calibre to defend themselves against attack. And if they failed, then as far as she was concerned, they deserved their fate.

She was beyond that pettiness however. She would be staying in her much enlarged quarters, a deck below everyone else. No other Sith would be staying there [i]well, not right away[/i] she thought, one corner of her mouth curling into a smile at the thought that one of the other Sith here might prove able to keep up with her… Appetites. Though there would likely be other frequent visitors. The Alchemy labs and artifact storage were part of her quarters, and anyone desiring to use them for themselves would have to come and ask her in person.

For her personal experiments, she had already selected several of the Jedi. A fairly interesting sample to be sure, perhaps not the most ideal, but then Jedi didn’t exactly grow on trees. She would work with what she had, and she had enough for now. With Tolun’s help, she was sure the experiments would come to fruition. She would also be interested to observe if their experiences at the hands of the other Sith would have any effect on it all. She had given a general order to the lesser Sith to try to keep the poor prisoners alive, after all, this was not a pleasure cruise, and if she’d wanted dead Jedi, she’d’ve just left them in the temple to be buried by the pyrotechnics.

Another of the things she had made sure was known among the Sith, was that whoever gained her attention would receive one of three Holocrons in her possession, to learn as much as they could from it before someone else managed to get on the good side of her whim. Completing the actual objective of this journey, turning the Jedi to the dark side of the Force, would of course be looked on favorably by her (she was quite interested in the methods to reliably convert Jedi). But that was by far not the only means to impress her. Feats demonstrating knowledge or masterfully executed plots against fellow Sith were also something she considered with some anticipation. Then of course there was the personal route. Some Darth’s liked to appear professional, or maintain airs of extreme superiority to pander to their egos, but Nyiss didn’t care for such things. That kind of arrogance led to a rather lonely existence, and Nyiss favored interesting company over fanciful displays of ego. She didn’t hold out much hope that any of the Sith would be able to keep up with her intellectually, but she was always open to surprise, and there were always the more base passions.

Her train of thought trailed off as she realised she had reached the turbolift to her quarters already. She stepped in and pressed the key to take her to her quarters. Her venture had begun successfully, only now did the truly interesting part begin.