by InfectedHau » Thu Dec 17, 2015 12:24 pm
Earth. A small, backwater planet in a galaxy farther away than she'd ever been. She wasn't quite sure how she'd gotten here, or what the mysterious note (written on actual paper, if you can believe that) telling her to be at these coordinates had anything to do with it, but she didn't really care either. Yet. The caring would come later. Once she found out who the mystery writer was, and what in the stars an enchilada was. Even not knowing what it was, the name of the organization represented in the letter was a rather ridiculous one. Still, it wasn't like she had anything better to do. Her ship, The Dark Fury, hadn't made the journey with her, so she was stuck here until then. Which meant that, until she found out what hyperspace routes ran through here, she was sitting crouched on a steel rafter, the force concealing her from both physical and electronic eyes, watching the humans below and waiting for something to happen.
Not the most illustrious of positions, but she'd been in worse, in her time.
As the Sith Lord waited, she felt something, a tremor in the Force. Strange, especially for this planet, which seemed to have no force-sensitive people whatsoever, but stranger still in that it didn't feel particularly light or dark. It just was, like a rock tossed into the middle of a still pond, not moving the water one way or the other, just rippling. Dropping down from the rafter and decloaking herself, Zajivaya walked towards the source of the disturbance, ignoring the stares of the humans around her. Let them look, in time they'd be bowing to her, just like all the rest. The technology on this planet wasn't very impressive, she doubted she'd meet with much resistance in conquering it, even if she was by herself. They still used physical projectiles, for the stars' sake.