He is strong in the Darkside. Im guessing by his power with it he is a Sith Lord, but I may be slightly of course. Hes not powerful enough to be a Sith Master, but he is as powerful as a Sith Lord.

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.

Jadey slowly shifts her metallic silver eyes from her apprentice Tobal, to Sith Xilen. Then even more slowly, she stands and removes her leather jacket, tossing it down in her chair. Her clothers are a dark red, consisting of hip hugging capri pants, a sleeveless half shirt stopping below her ample breasts, and thick soled biker boots, each holding a sheath, but no stiletto in either sheath.

The reason she stood up was to show Xilen the white scar going around her tanned, well toned stomach region. She had gotten this scar from being chopped in half and saved moments before she died many years ago by Drako Night.

Looking at Xilen, it can be seen that she is working very hard to control her temper, lest she become again, and she doesnt want that, not yet anyways.

"Sovereign Admiral, are you trying to anger me? To make me Sith again? Because you see this scar on my stomach? Dismembering and disemboweling my body is not the worst thing to think of doing to me. I have been through far worse, stuff Sith Masters tell to there disobedient Disciples.

And as I recall, I was telepathically speaking to my apprentice, not speaking out loud. No matter, though. What does matter is I also recall that I did not say I wanted a fight, did I?"

Xilen nodded his head, pouring himself a drink as he stared at her, not seeming to notice, or comprehend, or care how she had gotten it.

"Be seated, Jedi, or you will truely taste the wrath of an angered Sith Lord."

His words were simple, and non threatening, yet he made no indication that they held any falseness.

"Now, as to your... interesting telepathic conversation..." he said, taking a sip of the red corellian wine. "It is no trouble for a Sith Lord to feel anything and everythign you feel, and think. Keep that in mind..."

Rolling her eyes slightly :rolleyes , Jadey does indeed sit down.

"Well, I shall have to be more careful on what I say or think, wont I?"

darkladyhuntress knows jadey is not going to let this happen.because this it to important to her

( OOC: *thinks this thread done closed up* )