The Vastness of the Void [D0 - The Greyspectre]

[Rumun Gol]

Outer Rim, Vorzyd sector, Columex system.

A ship slowly steered to get in position.

'' Are you sure, master? Wouldn't be more efficient to continue the Perlimian trade route and then take the Randon run and the Ootmian Pabol? My calculations suggest 12% reduction of time if we take those more transited lanes.'' The protocol droid said.

'' There's no hurry, 2V-T5.'' A deep raspy voice said calmly. '' Besides we could take this route until Sriluur and then enter the Pabol Hutta. There's no much difference, we should arrive in time. Besides I like hyperspace travel ''

The droid looked at the duros. His circuits could not process and make sense to this information. He was still re-learning about sentient beings after his last memory wipe. But this duros was his new master, so he was programmed to obey him. '' As you say then, master. Processing coordinates to Y'Toub system. Entering hyperspace''

As the ship enters hyperspace, Rumun could feel adrenaline filling him up. His red eyes were fixed upon the swirling blue figures that formed outside. He was a duros after all, traveling in the vastness of space was a very pleasant sensation for him. His ancestors must had felt the same sensation when they first traveled from Duros to the rest of the galaxy, opening and discovering the majority of the hyperspace lanes that are still used to these days.

He went towards the center of The Greyspectre. In the common room he found a young female twi'lek. She was looking at an hologram of the Y'Toub system. '' I expected that you are not very fond to this trip to Hutt space, Tikala.''

'' Too many memories. Bad ones...'' The young twi'lek responded as she turn to look at the duros. She had a pink-ish skin tone with a bit of purple on the tips of her lekku. She could be considered attractive, like most of her race.

'' Did I ever told you that I don't remember anything of my life before I was taken as a slave?'' The duros approached towards the center and also started to look at the hologram. '' I don't remember who were my parents, or my home planet. All I know is that I was not born in Duros. My first memory is working to the Imperial bureaucracy classifying data pads and archives.'' The duros smiled. '' From slave, to acolyte, to a sith apprentice of one of the most powerful Sith...'' The duros put his right hand on Tikala's shoulder. She was shaking a bit '' We are owners of our own destiny. Only those brave enough to conquer their fears can break the chains that bind them. From slave, to prostitute, to aide of a sith. Your past has brought you to this moment, and if you are brave enough, to a better future. You just need to extend your hand to reach your destiny.'' He said.

Tikala smiled and bowed. '' Thanks, my lord. ''

'' No need for such formality here, Tikala. '' Rumun replied.

'' Ok, then thanks, Rumun.'' Again she gave her thanks to the Duros. She casted one more look at the hologram and then walked towards her room.

Rumun stayed in the room, observing the hologram of Nal Hutta and Nar Shaddaa, wondering.

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