Senator Vicaver giggled as he watched Akira charge straight towards Zharkov. He wrapped his tongue around another berry he was fed. He gulped it down as he waggled his left index finger, "Willful slaves will be taught obedience. And Zharkov crushes Wills... Eheheheh. Most delightful." Senator Vicaver stretched his back as he laid down on the luxurious bed. He smirked a bit as he turned his head back as he heard a knocking on his door. Senator Vicaver grabbed a small ornate bell, which was situated near his chalice. He picked it up and rang it, the bell giving off a high pitch tone.

A service droid headed over to the door to open it. Senator Vicaver swiveled his head back to see who had entered, he smiled, "Magistrate come in... Watch as my slave has his will broken. It will be oh so delightful."