Ain't Zhorrified Enough [EE6]

[Dapper Dog]

She says nothing staring at Moyr with a bit of confusion.

[Moyr Ahaya]

Moyr waited, staring back with her golden orbs, shifting weight from one hip to the other.

[Dapper Dog]

“No, you are supposed to be hateful… I am not your friend this is all wrong!” she says with a glare.

“That isn’t how this goes, you do not act like this.”

[Moyr Ahaya]

"Don't I, my lord? Passion that fuels us takes many forms. Hate is fantastic, but I reserve it for someone else."

[Dapper Dog]

“You are not doing this right… you are my rival, everything I do is to make you miserable. Stop this! It is not correct!” Zhorrid scowls.

[Moyr Ahaya]

"But you deplore when things are this scripted as much as I do. The defiant thing would be to turn this rivalry around because it really holds you back. I am no real threat to you. A powerful Sith Lord like you should be looking for ways to become a Darth rather than waste focus on someone like me. My power may be meagre in many ways, but you can find some strengths I cultivate useful. I am willing to help you because I do have a powerful enemy I need to bring down to survive and I may be in need of your goodwill one day. And above all, you are intriguing to me, my lord."

[Dapper Dog]

"Get out!" she screeches.

"This is all wrong!" she says as she pulls her lightsaber and thrashes her table. "This is not supposed to be the way!"

[Moyr Ahaya]

"This is a paradigm shift, but breaking the ceiling over you may require radical approaches. Very well, I shall leave you to your thoughts, my lord." Moyr resisted reaching for her sabre, but took first steps back. After that she was gone.

/scene