He had called two of his apprentices here, now. Zeta and Malice, both Knights of the Naboo Sith Order, yet with much to learn and to experience. Snack doubted his own teaching abilities to his growing apprentices, and decided to send them on a mission of sorts would be the only way to grow stronger and wiser.

The planet of Barab I had been selected by Snack previously. It suited the testing he wanted the two to go through, he thought.

The Sith Lord leaned his back against one of the spokes of his Lambda Shuttle's enterence ramp as he waited his two apprentices. The first to arrive was Zeta, followed shortly by Malice.

"Board."

Zeta approached, his black hood lay covered over his face, making his face difficult to see. Without a word, and one simple nod to his Master, Zeta boarded the ship.

His own thoughts remained blank, his mind concentrating only upon the here and now. He took a seat aboard the ship, awaiting instruction from his Master.

Right after Zeta came Malice. Nodding his head to his master he boarded the shuttle, sitting across from Zeta. His white cloak and hood contradicted Zeta's own, and he found this quite funny at the least.

*You know Zeta, where ever we are going, the people or beings will know you are sith so hat will give you problems. But they wont know what to make of me. So i'll find it funny walking down a street full of people dressed as we are now*

Malice felt a little crude humor would lighten the mood. Though he knew that he too should be concentrating on where they were going and what would they find when they get there.

Zeta's tone was flat, yet rather quiet.

"A Sith is what I am, I take pride in what I am. My hood merely gives a slight mystery about me, and nothing more. It does not hide my true form. Any stranger who looks into my eyes will know what I am and who I am. The eyes never lie..."

His eyes met with Malice's, seeming to almost pierce his soul.

"I see wonder in your eyes..."

He watched as both Zeta and Malice entered the ship. Standing there waiting, Snack listened as the two sat and began chatting. A humorous comment made by Malice did nothing divert Zeta from his focus. A smile crossed his lips, knowing that a serious mind was a deadly mind, but one with a sense of humor was equally as deadly. Two different personas would soon have to work together as one to ensure their survival. This would deem interesting, to say the least.

He moved from his leaning position, and boarded the shuttle as well, passing both of the Sith by.

"Of course, it really won't matter, since the people you will encounter only know of the Jedi, and will be able to figure out whether or not you are Jedi or Sith, friend or enemy."

That was all he said as he walked into the cockpit and began the preflight check-up.

Malice merely shrugged.

*You can probably see more then that if you look Zeta. I wonder about a lot of things, for one being where we are going*

Then he heard Snack make a comment about where it was they were headed.

*Hmm, they only know jedi huh. Well then...either way Zeta we are both dead give aways to being sith. Maybe our mission is to show them the darkside......or death. Either way it should be fun to see there reactions*

Malice did like joking around, but when it came down to it his hart was as black and cold hearted as the rest of his brethren. But in the past, Malice and Zeta never had a good meeting. They were enemies from the first day. Malice knew that this mission would test to see if the once enemies can put aside what happened in the past and work together. It would be a growing experience indeed for the both of them.

Zeta turned his head for a moment to watch his master walk forward and past the two Sith and into the cockpit are. He then quickly turned back to Malice, studying him quietly.

"I don't like you..."

His face showed no expression as he spoke, the only expression he held was within his own eyes.

"Nonetheless, I sense that we will need to wrok together during this mission. I will not do so for my own purposes, but for Master Snack, because I imagine he wishes it. I am ever loyal to him."

Zeta cared not for Malice's manner, he often never took anything as seriously as Zeta did. Zeta wasn't the type to play around. He liked to get things done, and anything he did, he meant business.

"That mouth of yours will cause you more harm than good...at least around me, keep your humor to yourself or you will find your lips will not work as properly as they do now."

Zeta's face almost appeared lifeless as he continued to look at Malice, the coldness and hatred never leaving his eyes.

Malice to just stared at Zeta. The sadistic humor he was known for never left the look in his eyes, though anger and hatred could also be seen in them.

*Well, no one ever said we had to like each other. But yes, we will have to work together for Master Snack's sake. I too am ever loyal to him*

Malice gave a grunt at Zeta's last response.

*You make threats now Zeta, but we shall see if you can live up to them once Master Snack isn't around. That dead set attitude will not get you anywhere. Unlike you i tend to gain the trust of others....right before i kill them. You on the other hand tend to ward off any type of help....and should you need help someday, you will find none*

Now feeling this little game of staring was getting boring he just looked towards the front out the window. He sent Zeta a message through the force so Snack wouldn't hear it.

*Let us hope you are not in need of any help where we are going. For i may not be around to give any*

A grin crossed his face as he could still feel Zeta stare at him. He cared not for Zeta's serious state of mind. But rather liked doing things his way...at least then he could have much more fun killing and what not.

"You dwell upon not what you know...conclusions...Situations, they can cloud your mind. Who knows what will happen. What will happen will happen. You should not dwell on what could be or what will be, but what is now."

He simply noded his head and said nothing more as he looked out his view area.

Malice too shook his head smiling.

*I merely like to dwell on the future, to know what is to come is a very good source to have around. That type of knowledge just might save your life oneday. But i do not expect you to look at things my way Zeta...go on and live your life full of seriousness, never once looking at an opportunity to kill as fun but merely.....as a job or task. That is what makes you a boreing man*

Without waiting for an answer, Malice turned to his master Snack, who was driving the shuttle.

*Master, could you tell us a little more of where it is we are going. Some insight of what kind of planet this is could come in handy*

OOC:Snack, we need you.lol But if your very busy then no rush.