OOC: You do realize I'm a sith master?

IC:

:: Darkestsith6 slowly rubbed brandy off of his face. He slowly turned his head toward the dumb, soon to be dead, fool. ::

" I would have killed you by now, but you are lucky you are going on this quest with me. "

:: Darkestsith6 calmly sat back in his seat, awaiting the pilot's answer. ::

OOC: I know, but my character is not a Jedi, just a bit force sensative, just enough not to be noticed by the sith. Hope this doesn't affect the story too much?

...Ah, but who should await at the other end of the transport's desired landing zone but Josh Carlson himself. Josh, a mere man of no older than twenty-two years of age stood waiting for the new curious beings to arrive.

He knew they would come, and soon. He did not have enough of an assurance to see this judgement through, but he was sure of what he felt, nonetheless.

"I will wait, and they will come. They must, they need me to continue on."

A twisted smile found its place onto the young man's lips, which soon after developed into nothingness. So it was that he did wait...

OOC: Not at all.

IC:

:: The pilot finally gave a squeaky answer. ::

" Approximately fifteen minutes, if there are no bumps along the way. "

" You sound a bit panicky. I can sense your trepidation. "

" It is just the voracious animals that roam this area of the planet. "

" You have much bigger obstacles to worry about. "

:: Darkestsith6 laughed, as he turned toward his associates. ::

" I never caught your names. "