[Day 1 - LE] Why Can't We be Friends... Continued

[Moyr Ahaya]

"You don't make it entertaining for me, my lord." Moyr pouted lightly. "If you prefer to hold things close to your chest, that is fine. It will probably make this conversation dissolve in short order though."

[Nekoinu]

Lord Ralnorrei scoffed lightly. "Come on, Moyr. I hold the cards here. You spilled so much out to me and I'm under no obligation to do the same to you." She played with that last bit for a few moments. "Unless I want to remain on your good side, of course. Alright, well, lemme put it this way: if I killed my master in a matter of months, then why would I be afraid of recent graduates from the Academy?"

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Because they have interests of powerful Darths behind them and you don't? It didn't escape my attention that you approached someone who seemed without enough backing to tell you in the face that you don't hold all the cards." Moyr smiled.

[Nekoinu]

"That's true, I'm not the apprentice of a Darth. But I have the capacity to shape my future." She let out a small laugh and shook her head. Her tone then shifted to one more serious. "But I did not approach you because I thought you held no influence. It's entirely of the contrary."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"And then you learned you were wrong and while funny and witty, I don't represent any real power?" Moyr smirked.

[Nekoinu]

"Then why are you here?" The Zabrak shrugged and looked to the party. "Lots of important people all on one small moon. It won't end well."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"And why this not ending well would be a bad thing?" Moyr smirked.

[Nekoinu]

"I never said it was a bad thing. There's opportunity in it. But those who aren't prepared get swept into the chaos and come out dead or effectively so."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"I don't dislike chaos. I am actually quite prepared for it. Settings like this give me a sense of an unaired room where the eldest patrons have shared their post-gluttony flatulences with everyone and then put gas masks on. Shaking things up is like a breath of fresh air." Moyr admitted humorously.

[Nekoinu]

"So you do have a plan during all of this. Certainly I do too, that's no secret." The Zabrak smirked. "You are a funny girl with brains and a penchant for chaos. All of that will make you great."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Great in general, or great for this thing you plan?" Moyr raised her tattooed brow.

[Nekoinu]

"Funny again! Or maybe witty?" Ralnorrei shrugged. "I meant the former, to be honest. As for the latter, I suppose we'll both have to wait and see. I don't have any talent for visions and whatnot."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"While my eyes are not on greatness. Merely on what the Code promises: freedom. So whoever agrees with me on the direction but aims for greatness will not find competition in me." The Twi'lek looked at the Zabrak curiously.

[Nekoinu]

"Freedom is greatness though, is it not?" The zabrak shook her head. "Anyways, you ought to. All that wit would go to waste otherwise."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Just a dozen things at a time. Greatness needs to wait in line." Moyr chuckled.

[Nekoinu]

"Try not to keep it waiting too long. You're not getting any younger." She shrugged. "That's what I live by, at least."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"No worries, I'll be young and beautiful forever." The Twi'lek giggled.

[Nekoinu]

Ralnorrei smirked. "Do you have some dark power that allows you to do so or is that part of your plans?"

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Even if I had that Dark Power, I would still claim it is good genes, so you'll never know." She perked her lekku and brow. "Perhaps ask the same question to Darth Zash to see what she says."

[Nekoinu]

"Darn, now I wish I had twi'lek genes then," she said with a grin. "Ah, yes, Darth Zash. I don't think I'd ever get a straight answer out of her, nor the truth for that matter. We did talk about her reputation."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Well, you can always steal her datapad when she's not looking, then break an impossible code. Some interesting things should be there." Moyr smiled coyly.

[Nekoinu]

The Sith Lord blinked. "What you're implying is all matter of dangerous and impressive. Unless she wanted you to find it, but knowing her, I don't think that's the case." Ralnorrei's grin grew crooked once more. "See, once more you prove to be more resourceful than your position leads on."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Defiant, incessant, troublesome, unmanageable. I can find many less flattering words to describe myself." Moyr kept her coy smile. "But if Korriban has taught me anything worth remembering at all times, it's you are as good as what you can get away with. And Darth Zash was my primary tutor in this."

[Nekoinu]

"The Darths are fortunate to not have picked you then. Poor Lord Yulo being subjected to your 'defiant, incessant' ways." The zabrak retrieved for herself one more glass. "But yes, that is correct. And so I will say that you are great if you can away with great things. That is aspiring for greatness."

[Moyr Ahaya]

"If you really want to drive this point home, my lord." Moyr shrugged. "Sith Lords often research something. Perhaps you could tell me something of your current interests?"