[center]~| Day 2, 08:27 - 08:31 GST |~[/center]

Miasa could not help but smile when one of the Jedi answered her question from outside the room. She had of course noticed that Lord Sish was playing with some of the prisoners, but she had not seen fit to interfere. If he couldn’t handle a few unarmed prisoners, then he did not deserve to live.

“That is fine. I shall observe and wait.” Miasa then slithered out of the bunk room and over to the doorway to the prison medical bay. Watching Lord Sish squabble with the prisoners would be suitable entertainment. She had no doubts he would come out of it victorious, but she would not step in either way. There was no need to rush. If he did not blunder, he was not weak enough to take out yet. If he blundered once, he would do so again. If he died, one or more of the Jedi would no doubt regret it later. She might have to punish them for it, but she had serious doubts that would be necessary, seeing how Sish was no weakling. He might not be likeable, but he had both strength and power. Creatures like him did not rise to the rank of Sith Lord without both of those.

Even if the result was fairly predictable, it would be a useful primer into how skilled the various Jedi were at fighting. “I see you have taken to public play, Lord Sish? I do hope you do not intend to drag it out too long, for I have use for one of these Jedi.”

While waiting, Miasa coiled her lower body up beneath herself, forming a nice place to rest her upper body. She did not need it, but neither did she find it inconvenient. If she did have to move suddenly, being coiled up made it all the more easy.