Xilen leaned back in the smooth leather command chair, observant of her feelings, and thoughts. The words exchanged had no physical form, as was the way of the lightside. Deception lingered everywhere, but these Jedi truely had no idea how much they took after the Sith religion.
I was once a Sith Disciple of The Sith Empire. I was taught how to sense other powerful Sith closeby. I can sense hes Sith and a powerful one at that, like that of a Lord, or even Master. NEVER underestimate your opponet. He may look strong in body, but he is strong in the Darkside as well, and he will use it if forced to. she continued, never once resting her thoughts, or extending them toward Xilen.
His prison is the least he can do to us if forced. So stay quiet until you are spoken to.
Xilen's lips curled into a sly, devious grin as he sat forward. "Empress Jade, you are sadly mistaken." his voice breaking the silence that had settled over the ship. "If you challenve the authority of myself, of the Sovereignty of the Chiss Empire, your innards will be scattered to the four corners of the Galaxy. I will see to it personally that every one you've ever loved will be delivered an appendage of your body.... an arm.... a leg....a head...."
He leaned back, the devious grin on his face growing as he felt the anger.... the conflict within her. The Darkside within her.
