OOC: Sorry, absence could not be helped. Back now, sorry for the wait.

IC: The Zabrak waited until the shattered pieces of the plate had completed its descends to the floor before he spoke to the boy again.

"Good, you learn quickly. How do you feel?"

Fear leads to anger... the second process had begun.

(OOC:Not a problem)

Rethus stared into the air for a moment, then said quietly,

"I can't stop thinking about the day they died. About the way those two bounty hunters seemed to enjoy killing them. I want them to feel the pain that I've been feeling for 8 long years."

"... and you will, my apprentice, but not today."

Zeta's gaze parted from Rethus as he looked about the kitchen, his gaze quickly diverting out of the kitchen area.

"If there is anything else here you wish to destroy, do it now. There is more to see here on Korriban."

Rethus looked about the old residence, then said quietly, "There's nothing here for me anymore, my home is on Xa Fel. Let's go."

With that, Rethus began walking towards the door, and out into the dim light of the apartment complex.

It was clear that Rethus did not wish to see more of his home world. Though he had plans to give the more a better glance about Korriban, his mind quickly reconsidered.

He could accomplish what he needed to right on Xa Fel, there would be time to come back to Korriban another day.

"Very well, to Xa Fel. You have accomplished much in such a short span of time, but there is still more yet to learn."

The two walked in almost complete silence for the rest of the duration back to the shuttle.

On Route to Xa Fel...

Both Rethus and Zeta sat silently as they entered hyperspace, both taking to their own thoughts. Rethus had grown fond of the dark silence that is the Naboo Sith Order. He had always been fond of silence, and the relaxation that the absence of sound brought him, but now that he was undergoing training in the Order, the silence seemed to become more powerful, cutting deeper into the mind of the boy, eliminating all lingering emotions, allowing him to think more clearly, which was one of his favorite things to do.

It was hours later that Zeta spoke again, speaking of nothing that was relative to the day's training.

"The rest of the day is yours. We will continue your training tomorrow. We meet at the courtyards at dawn."

Without another word he left the boy at the docking bay as he headed off for his chambers.

The courtyards at dawn...

Rethus set off to his quarters. The next day, he felt sure, his training would truly begin.

Dawn finally arrived and Zeta's presence was not where Rethus had been expected to be.

Such a discovery did not matter; Rethus was still expected to be in the courtyards even without his master's presence to greet him.

As the young boy stepped out of the temple, a rain drop fell upon the ground in front of him. As he looked up, another fell on his head. The sky above was dark and cloudy, the sun on the horizon creating a brilliant orange and red haze, casting a reddish glow on the sith temple, reinforcing the stench of evil in and about it.

As he went further, he looked around, his vision slightly impaired by the increasing rain. He pulled up the hood on his robes and continued looking for his absent master. When he could not find him, he pulled his cloak around him and stood by the east wall, waiting.