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Alat was cross legged on his bunk when he felt the shift in the force. If Alat could have he’d have grinned he would have. It was like feeling a something very large and dangerous slide through the undergrowth stalking something else even as you stalked your own prey. How they were suppose to fight a Darth was a riddle he’d yet to unravel but he was confident that like all the other prey he’d brought down in his time it was a matter of tenacity and cunning. 

Focusing Alat opened his senses to the force as he closed his eyes behind the mask taking in the jedi in the room one at a time. A pity Maut had never taught him to look beyond the walls of a room but that chance had passed when he’d laid his master in a grave and walked away. Never to look back. 

As another sith entered he focused his gaze upon the individual. The sith pointed to him and asked Alat to go with him. Before the others could do anything particularly foolish. Alat unfolded his legs and slid from the bunk moving with the grace and fluidity. Alat dropped his force sight and walked to the sith calmly folding his hands behind his back. “Shall we?” It was hardly a question either as he stepped to the door and gestured for Ven’ren to lead the way. Alat scanned with room one last time with his soulless stare.