The Imperial Shuttle landed on the planet of Tatooine, the air lock was released and the boarding bridge lowered, the Sith Lord Darth Loco stepped onto the concrete landing pad. "No you stay with the ship, make sure she is ready for take off in precisely one hour!" He spoke loudly to the R2 unit. He walked through the landing bay building an through into the main city, he was in need of an apprentice and he had been sure that here the force was strong and it would be here that he found his apprentice. He would not walk the streets shouting around asking people to become his evil apprentice, there was some work to be done, he would have to find the correct man (or woman) just by using his mind. He walked into a crowded bar, there was an assortment of creatures, he could sense something here, but he could not tell where it was coming from, he surveyed the bar looking for anything that might stand out or anyone that might approach him.
ooc: mind if i join? (i figured yeah, but if not just say and i'll delete)
It had been too long since the Hapan had been to Tatooine.
The final stages of the Outer-Rim Insurgeancy...
Lupercus' mind drifted back to that day in which humanity had struck a blow for its species. Under Sovereignty control Tatooine had seen increasing equality between the species, much to the detriment of the Empires favoured creatures. And so the Dark Prince had fermented a rebellion that had seized the planet from the Orsians and lead to a 'relocation' of aliens aboard Admiral Pitta's Lictors.
The hatred that had eminated from the planet was like a drug to the Sith, his synapses pulsing and exploding with dark energy. It had taken all the Sith Lords control not to sway on his feet.
Sitting in the bar now, his smile turned to a smirk as he relived the feeling of an entire planet unified behind hatred. His hatred.
Suddenly goosebumps stood up on the back of the Hapans neck. It took him a moment to realise that it was not his memories, but a fresh hatred that had stirred his inner passions.
His eyes darted around the room and finally stopped on the new-comer. Lupercus sensed some power, some potential, but at this point cared not. Highly inebriated the Sith Lord returned his eyes to his drink, and his mind to the past.