[center]~| Day 2, 11:56 - 12:16 GST |~
~| Aboard the Kaggath, Prison Complex |~[/center]

Xid was quiet as he took what remained of his tunic from Tolun Fi’s grasp, his eyes locked in a submissive position looking down and he mentally reflected on what the Knight stated. If it had been any other Jedi, their words might’ve not hurt so badly, but it was Tolun Fi. Their history was deep and started before anyone, making his impact a deeply rooted one. He knew he had changed from the kid Tolun Fi as he learned many unsavory things about himself thanks to the prisoner on Belsavis. 

“Figure yourself out, Xid. I expected so much more from you.” 

Tolun Fi’s words tossed and turned in his head, lingering there while he whispered his answer in a quiet tone. “Tolun, what if what I figure out turns out to be something I don’t want to be true? Something...terrible?”

Any more conversation was halted when a woman, followed by several troopers, entered through the lifts in the bunks. His head jerked to the sight feeling his heart thumping in his chest and teeth tightened in his jaw. Arms already through the sleeves, he finished up covering himself up when the Sith made her request of him. 

“Xid, please come with me.” 

The sound of his first name passing through a Sith’s lips sent chills running through his spine as he tried to swallow them, fearing what was to come. Gently he pushed off the mattress and moved toward her expecting the worse, his eyes noting the trooper’s weapons on Tolun Fi, himself and the door should the other arrive to stop him. Through deep inside, he knew they wouldn’t. Sish had broken something, the event did at least, and it was going to take time to fix it. 

Xid had expected silence from Tolun Fi only become surprise when the Kaminoan Knight spoke a lightening comment, “May the Force be with you.” 

This, small gesture as it was, caused him to flash the Knight a gentle, half heartening smile then walked into the lift.      
 
The Sith’s enchanting perfume could easily be smelt by Xid as Vivithe followed him into the lift, standing beside him with her hands folded on each other. The five troopers that had followed her into the cells crammed behind both of them with not too much difficulty, neither the Jedi or Sith Lady were large figures. She turned her head towards Xid, then rose both hands to lower her hood and reveal her face in full detail.

“It is nice to finally meet you Xid, I have heard much about you. Though I don’t believe you know who I am. You may call me Lady Lansha.” Vivithe said, as she glanced at the boy, her hands back folded over each other.
 
He turned toward her, letting his mind absorb the details as he knew Tolun Fi would want a report, and stayed quiet for a moment or two. His mind tried to form the words in the best way through at the moment it failed him. “I’m sad to say, I can’t say the same due to circumstances. As for my name... it means the cameras I spotted had audio as well. Else you wouldn’t have learned it any other way.” 

His body leaned into his left, trying to keep weight off the side he had injured his ribs. He had intended to try force healing himself but the Sith had denied that, forcing him to bare with it. Xid was a bit unnerved to consider what awaited for him past this trip as he made himself face forward and keep silent for the most part. He wasn’t sure if this tactic would work as he couldn’t exactly ignore his unwanted host due to rudeness, a fact that still stuck with him since Tolun Fi.      

“You are correct with that assumption. What use would cameras be without sound?” She asked the boy, a smirk on her face. As the lift stopped and opened Vivithe stepped out of it, Xid alongside as she walked. The guards following behind the duo keeping an eye on the young Jedi.

“That was quite a brave showing you put on against Lord Sish. He’s a dangerous one, but you and the other Jedi worked well together. If you had weapons then I’m sure it would have been a different outcome,” She said, she was half lying as she didn’t know for sure. The lizard was a monster of a fighter, even if all the Jedi had lightsabers she wasn’t sure they’d be able to avoid getting massacred by the cold blooded bastard. “But, you fought with all your might to protect the Twi’lek girl, that was something.” 

Xid then commented in a blunt, even tone that tried to keep his emotions from seeping into the conversation. “With what I’ve observed, I was wondering. As for what I did with the padawan,” He was careful to avoid to mention her name as he continued, “I would’ve done for anyone else too.” 

His right arm held close to cradling his side while they walked, his steps a little slower to prevent him from being crippled by the pain. Through his head was held down and keep up the depression he felt inside, his eyes flickered to examine the wallings and tried to keep track of which direction they were heading for later. Maybe, if he could get out of the cells at night then he could try to map this place starting with the places he was taken to. He considered asking about their destination but held back, not wanting the Sith to put two and two together then likely lie to him. Or worse. 

Vivithe abruptly slowed down, a door to the side coming into view. The door sliding open as she approached it, Xid and the guards following behind. Three of them posted outside of the room, forcing Xid to enter by way of standing outside of it. Two had followed in, each one standing at a side inside of the room. It was a smaller room, a living quarters for some of the servants, forced workers another word.
There were four servants inside currently, two asleep on makeshift beds on one side, two women on another talking as they sat, their eyes immediately drawn Vivithe and then Xid as they entered. One of them popped out of her seat  and approached Lady Lansha, who stood still as the servant meekly stood before her. She was a frail human girl, pale, a scar on her cheek from where one of the people she was serving got angry with her and struck her.

“Lady Lansha, you came back, you said you would. Did you learn anything about my husband?” She asked the Sith who grasped her hands carefully and spoke to her with a soft tone in her voice.

“I’m afraid he was killed while on duty. A Jedi killed him, it was not a pretty sight but I’m sure his last thoughts were of you.” She said, as the woman glanced at Xid.

“Is-s that the one who did it? The Jedi?” The girl asked the Sith who simply nodded.

Xid’s teeth gritted an darted his eyes to Lady Lansha, his expression held tightly to keep his worry and guilt off his face. He examined the woman’s face, noting the scar, and tried to keep his face from showing his horror at possibly being introduced to the wife of the man he had killed. It was accident, at least he kept telling himself, and now that lie was about to be bashed with reality. At least he thought. His eyes twisted about to face the Sith and spoke. “I don’t suppose you showed her the video where the [i]Sith[/i] ordered him to attack us? Where he held the blaster to her head... What are you up to with this?”  

“I don’t know what video you are speaking of. I simply asked the other guards after Raya here asked me why she had not heard from her husband in the last day, they told me of the incident involving you. If that scenario was that lead to his death then it was not his fault, he would have been simply following orders. Not doing so would have brought harm to him and potentially Raya.” Vivithe replied as she stood there, her face straight and giving the full impression of honesty that she had not seen the video. 

“I can’t believe he’s gone, what will I do now?” The servant asked Xid and Vivithe as tears began to form in her eyes. Vivithe placed a comforting hand on her back.

“His life is with the force and at peace, which means he will be with you always.” Xid knew they weren’t the most comforting words but they had helped him through some rough times in his own life. His heart ached, despite Tolun’s words trying to push him into a being a cold hearted being and failing. Sela’s influence had long ago changed who he was that he knew Tolun Fi would never see him the same again, making it difficult to follow the Knight’s logic. 

He hadn’t commented on Lady Lansha’s words, but he suspected foul play or at least a lie within them. Sith were never known for telling the truth from his teachings in the Temple and he didn’t expect any differently from a Lord. He observed the effect his words might have on the woman, while being prepared for her reaction either in a positive or negative way.  
“That doesn’t help with the money problems, we had to support a young boy. The Force isn’t going to pay the taxes or help him get over the death of his father,” The woman said as she walked towards Xid, the tears flowing down her face. “Why did you kill him? He was a great man, he only took this job to support me and his son. He didn’t ask to die! How could you?” She said, the emotion in her voice rising as Vivithe stood silent behind her.

“I didn’t mean to, my aim was to knock him out cold.” He said quietly, his feet rooted to the place he stood and trying to not react. His throat felt dry and constricted, making it hard to breath with his eyes unable to take them off the tearful girl. His fingers balled up in visible anxiety while he repeated himself. “I didn’t mean to kill him and I’m sorry he died.”   

“You’re sorry? You could have avoided killing him but you didn’t. Why didn’t you? He was just doing his job, he was going to see me after and we were going to read the message from our son,” She said, then slapped Xid on the chest in her high emotions before Vivithe stepped forward and pulled her off the Jedi. “What do I tell him now?” She screeched at Xid as Vivithe held her by the arm.

Xid flinched as she slapped his chest, his body braced for more to follow while the Sith gently removed the victim’s wife from him. He felt...hollow inside to the emotion swirling around him. Like his heart had turned to ashes and was choking him from the inside, another voice leaning in to whisper into his guilty thoughts. 

[i]‘You know why… because you’re capable of being just as dark as I am. We both knew it the moment we met on Belsavis. There’s no use denying.’ [/i]

Xid shuddered at his mind playing tricks on him at the worse moments, his breathing increasing slightly and his middle feeling sick in a way he never liked. He was at a lost of what to do as he felt the ache fill him from where the woman stuck him. His next words felt thick while he addressed Lady Lansha and tried to keep his pain under a mask he built up, struggling with it. 

“Why Sith, did you do this? What do you gain from this?” 

“I just wanted to help a widow g-” Vivithe started to say as Raya tore away from her, almost causing the Sith to stumble as the servant ran towards Xid, tears raining down her cheeks as she tackled him. She sat on top of him, slapping him in the chest while she shrieked. “Why did you kill my husband? Why? Why?” 

With each slap another tear seemed to fall as Vivithe moved towards the entangled people, the guards near the door started to come forward to, but a look from the Sith in the room stopped them. Her maroon robe flowed as she moved towards Raya, trying to pull her off Xid, who had one hand clinged to his clothes. Vivithe trying to yank the servant off, not using exactly all of her strength.

Xid’s breath was knocked out of him when he landed flat on the floor, his ribs flared with fresh pain, as he bit back a yell. Her hand pounded into his chest as she screamed at him causing the boy’s hands to reach for hers. He wasn’t the strongest Jedi but he could at least try to control the damage while he wondered, faintly in pain, if she actually broken one this time. He couldn’t get a hold of one which had latched onto his tunic then made a loud rip when she was yanked off. Xid’s body rolled over onto his hands and knees, his arm clenching his side where he had damaged his ribs. 

“It was an accident, he wasn’t suppose to die and I tried to save him” Xid repeated for what felt like the hundredth time, his body curled into a bit of a ball.   

Vivithe had yanked the girl off of Xid, and now held her in both of her arms right in front of her. One of her hands was on her shoulder as she rubbed it, showing that she was trying to calm her down. What the Sith had seen pleased her greatly, the boy was practically breaking down in front of her. She spoke to the girl, her words loud enough for Xid to hear.

“I’ll make sure every credit he was due to earn goes right to you.” She said, then motioned for the other woman who had been talking to Raya when the Force users entered the room. The other girl approached Vivithe and the servant, then lead Raya away, towards the beds they were by before, tears still in the eyes of her as she did so. The two other servants had been awoken by the commotion, and were both now silently watching the scene.

“Rise, Jedi. I calmed her down,” Vivithe said to the Xid as she took a step towards his form, her caution high as she did not want to get too close to him in case he were to try to escape the room on her. “Dealing death is a thing you must be comfortable with doing. A Jedi can not go his entire life without using his lightsaber. Especially if you are to protect Shiri.” 

Slowly, Xid rose to his feet. His arm still cradling his side as he turned to face the Sith and inhaled. “If that was what this was about? Sith feed off pain, misery, and anger which is what you got out of this, something that was truth in the teachings in the Temple. As for using my lightsaber, it is a tool to protect myself nothing more. Not a tool to take life.” 

He flinched for a moment to adjust to the hurt as he tried to ignore it. “This isn’t bring her closure but opening new wounds. A fact, I’m sure you knew…” 

“As I said before, I don’t know what you speak of. This was just a gesture of kindness from me to her, empathy is a thing in the Sith order.” Vivithe said, speaking straight and forward again giving the impression that she was not lying. 

“And sometimes, young one, in order to protect yourself and the ones you love you must be willing to take a life. Showing mercy on an enemy in combat can backfire very easily.” Vivithe said, as she locked eyes with him. She had seen what she needed to from their encounter.

“Empathy and Sith aren’t suitable in the same sentence. And if this is kindness as you see it, it explains a lot...” Xid stated plainly and held Lansha’s gaze, his body trying to stand upright despite his side killing him. “Have you finished your task or is there something else?” 

“It is done. I shall return you to your prison.” Vivithe replied, then nodded at the guards as they each approach Xid and grabbed him by the back of his arms, then started to lead him out of the room. Vivithe following behind.