Once Lianna had been fitted with her armor she had been free to peruse all the massive ship had to offer. After they had come out of hyperspace it was only a short way until they reached the planet. Peering out from one of the Destroyer's massive windows, she watched in awe at the marvels of the system's planets. Though she had traveled briefly in space before, this was her first opportunity to marvel at the wonders it truly held. Far below them sat the planet of Vesias, suspended in perpetual infinity of outer space. The planet itself seemed to have a dull reddish color, but having never had this opportunity before, Lianna still chose to admire it.
Before long she saw a figure walking towards her and place himself next to her.

"You are the bounty hunter who accompanied Lady Null, correct?"
The man was dressed in full military uniform and spoke with a harshness she expected of the Empire. After taking in him and making her assumptions about him she simply nodded in reply to his question.
"My name is commanding officer Ortik Hapsen. I'd very much like it if you observed the planet below with me."
The girl shifted in her armor a little bit. When it had been fitted, the armorers had insisted it be 'form fitting' to help accentuate her 'womanly assets', and that had made it tight in all the wrong places, though she was sure such a thing would come in handy eventually...

As the pair stood and watched, the destroyer began to hum, rumble and finally almost scream with power as it assaulted the planet below. The nearby cruisers followed suit and soon enough it seemed the planet was devoid of any meaningful forms of life. Lianna could only watch in horror, though she did her best to conceal such emotions, as the planet seemed to glow with an unholy fire. Once the devastation was completed the commander gave a wicked smile and spoke without turning his head from the planet below.
"This, miss bounty hunter, is the might of our empire. We have at our disposal resources that can make any planet cower in fear. Failing that we can always fire up the Death Star and wipe out anyone who dares to oppose us. This war is little more than a show. Remember that. You may be here on higher orders, but the might of an empire will always outweigh the might of an individual."
Finally he turned to glance at her, but she did not look at him, only at the dying gasps of the once inhabited planet.
"Good day." the man spoke once more and began to walk away from her side.

"Ortik Hapsen. You made a mistake this day." she spoke softly, showing no emotion in her voice.
"Oh? What mistake could I possibly have made little girl?" he asked with amusement.
"I never forget a name. One day when you least expect it there shall come a a reckoning. You may not realize it right away, but you will remember this moment as you beg for your life. Something those people never got to do."
The commander simply let out a haughty laugh and walked off.

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Lianna supposed the only reason she had been allowed to explore the ship was because Null was on it. She expected to be kept on a tight leash but this was insanity. This 'party' as they called it. Celebrating the deaths of millions, perhaps billions of innocent lives they had taken and probably the billions more they still were yet to take. This was not a war, this was a march of genocide. Despite knowing the Hutts were vile and parasitic, she couldn't help but wonder what they had done to bring down the fist of Vader in such a manner. Though she supposed it could have been worse...the Lord and master himself could have come to do the job. Then they'd really be crapping themselves...

Rather than participate, she took the opportunity to observe and learn, despite her disgust with the situation. Most interesting seemed to be that even the great and powerful Null was not above letting herself be consumed by the debauchery of it all. This was no more apparent than when Lianna caught her so called 'master' with two Zabrak women practically slobbering all over her in an attempt to win her affections. Something Null seemed to rather enjoy though as much as she detested to admit it Lianna could understand why. To say it was unexpected would be true, but it seemed all of the people here were letting the belief this war was all but won get the better of them. It became clear she was the only sober, and perhaps even sane, person there. Even she was not above being a target of affection, something she thoroughly disliked. It had always taken her long periods of time to warm up to someone before considering them a friend. The Cat might have fully given herself over to the dark side and all the supposed 'pleasures' that came with it, but Lianna liked to think there was some shred of her humanity that would cling on throughout this ordeal. 

Finally she could tolerate the celebrations no more. Managing to slip away she began to explore the city of Upper Concordia, the capitol of the planet. It seemed the place was as unbalanced as the party had been as many people attempted to accost her  having noticed her outfit branded with the Imperial seal. Some were prostitutes, others pleaded with her to speak to the Prime Minister on their behalf. Fed up of it all she somehow managed to find her way to a back alley bar and ordered a drink. She hoped nothing else bad would come of the night. She had no desire to use the lightsaber she had not been trained to use, despite having no other weapons to defend herself, save the power that a cybernetic arm packed when punching. She wasn't even sure if she'd be able to call on the force again like she had what felt like an eternity ago.