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Sun, Moon, Star, and Sky	By : Royality Category: +S through Z > Star Wars: The Old Republic Views: 2982 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Sir, Sir?”
“Yes, Quinn?”
“You have a coded communication through from Darth Seren, my Lord.”
“Patch it through. Private channel. Secure the line and leave me.”
“Yes sir. Patching through now.”
Sitting in his room at the desk, Darth Solaris was busy checking in on some information alone. Quinn had busied himself with working on the bridge as Jasea and Vette would find themselves work to do together involving bio-chemical research. If nothing else, it was enough to have Vette just not screaming about her shock collar. It was good she made at least one friend, even if it was a liking to the apprentice. Pierce mostly kept to himself, conferring to Quinn only on certain matters, while Broonmark…was…well…a fuzzy psychopath. No matter. The holocom beeped at the panel on the desktop surface, causing Solaris to happily push the flashing red button.
“Seren! Good to see you again.”
A miniature image of Seren’s body appeared. It was small, but enough to show a displeased look upon his face.
“You nearly got our brother killed, you know that?”
“I…What? No I didn’t…”
The news was enough to make Solaris frowned noticeably.
“What do you mean? How did I almost get Tsuki killed?”
“Tell me something; do you even bother checking your intel before telling someone to go to a very remote place in the middle of Maker knows what star system? Then have them wait for someone in some random clothing to help you?”
“Hey! I got the info from a reliable source! It’s not my fault it came out bad! Besides, Tsuki can handle himself. He always has.”
“If I didn’t send an anonymous message to that young Mandalorian of his to pull him out of there, we’d be short a sibling. Idiot.”
“Why didn’t you go yourself…?”
“I WAS BUSY!”
“Uh huh.”
Flustered, Seren grumbled, looking away.
“I wasn’t anywhere near that area and he doesn’t want his crew to know about us. All this sneaking around doesn’t make any damn sense. Not like anyone would care we are related…”
“I agree, but you know how he is. I’m surprised he didn’t change his name like Celi did.”
“Don’t remind me…”
“Aw, admit it, Seren. You’re worried too, right?”
“…Shut up.”
“It’s alright. Big brother will take care of you!”
“You’re such a…”
There was a pause as Seren sighed to regain his composure.
“At any rate, I wanted to let you know that your ‘source’ is a cheat and you should let people who know what they are doing check your facts before sending us out on wild goose chases. “
“That’s not really fair, you know. Quinn handles all that stuff and I can’t even tell him!”
“Well, stop being stupid?”
“It’d be a lot easier if I let Quinn know…He’s already suspicious of me. Last time I spoke to him, he asked if I had plans on ‘merging houses’ with this ‘Darth Seren’ person. Even asked if he should size me up for a ceremonial suit of armor.”
“Are you serious? Ha! That is absurd.”
“Tell me about it! He’s been irritated ever since. I can’t calm him down. How about we meet ships? No one on my end will care that you’re my brother…and it will calm Quinn down…”
“Why do I have to get involved in your personal affairs? I don’t need to know what you and Quinn are…”
There was a knock on the door, causing Solaris to shut off the communications abruptly.
“Come in.”
The sliding door rose up, showing Quinn standing there.
“Sorry to interrupt you, my Lord…”
“It’s not a problem I just finished up…What do you need?”
“Ah…It was about how I spoke earlier. I did not mean to imply that you should consider marriage…but if the time comes, please allow me to…”
“Wait. Wait.”
Solaris had to stand up and laugh. Had Quinn been brewing this apology all this time? That was days ago. There was no reason to even say he was sorry for what he had said.
“Quinn, I’m not getting married. I haven’t the urge nor the want. My communications with Darth Seren are strictly professional and…”
“But, you smile.”
“Pardon?”
“When this Darth calls, you smile. You get excited and seem to enjoy the conversations. They are long, private, and…”
Leaning closer, Solaris couldn’t help but grin.
“And? Are you jealous?”
There was a pause and a scene of Quinn momentarily being flustered.
“Of course not, my Lord. I’m only speaking out of concern for your mission and place in the Empire.”
Disappointment. Pulling away, Solaris’s cheerful mood dissipated.
“Ah, I see. Well as a Darth, there is hardly a reason for you to worry now, is there? I’ll note your concern, but if that’s all that’s on your mind, I’ll have you remember your place. Is there anything else I can do for you, Captain?”
The green eyes narrowed, even more so when Quinn looked up.
“….No…my Lord. I apologize.”
“Save it. “
The button to the door controls was touched by Solaris, shutting it down between himself and Quinn.
“Ha, you blew it again huh?”
Turning, Quinn saw the red Twi’lek making a mockery of the situation.
“Oh, stow it. Slave.”
“Oooo, Captain Stick-Up-His-Ass is all touchy that he got rejected.”
“Stick isn’t the only thing he wants up his ass.”
Lieutenant Pierce had to chime in, smirking to himself and returned the hi-five to Vette.
“Stow it, the both of you or I’ll have you cleaning the pits of Broonmark’s sleeping quarters for the next week.”
Solaris had come out of his own quarters, glaring at both Vette and Pierce. The lieutenant suddenly looked around, trying to find something to do while Vette just grumbled.
“Quinn. In here. Now.”
“Somebody’s in trouble…”
Vette was snickering, before receiving a nasty shock around her neck.
“ARGH!”
Smirking, Solaris just wiggled the handy push-button controller as Quinn walked his way into the room. Hitting the button again, the door came down.
“Sit down, Quinn?”
Sit down where? There were only two places. One being the bed, and the other being the desk chair, which was already taken by Solaris, himself. There was a hesitating again. Any objections might send Solaris to a point of being mad, again. Slowly, Quinn lowered himself to sit on the edge of the mattress. Surprisingly soft.
“My Lord?”
“It turns out that I’m not very good at identifying sources of bogus information as I thought I was. I seem to have gotten lazy with you always helping me. Well, let’s be honest. I never had to really check my sources. If they came out bad, I’d just get rid of the crook and be on my way.”
Was there a point to this? Quinn already knew that Solaris was more heart and feeling, than an actual thinker. It was both a fear and a quality about him that kept Quinn’s loyalty and attention. Still he remained silent, waiting for an explanation. Eyeing him, Solaris sighed with a nervous laugh.
“You want to know who and what Darth Seren is to me, right? I need you to meet with their ship in an hour. We’ll shuttle over there. Just the two of us…but I need you to be discreet.”
“My Lord, I am forever discreet.”
“That….That you are. Well then!”
Standing up suddenly caused Quinn to do so as well.
“Get to it. I sent the coordinates to your panel!”
“Ye..Yes, my Lord.”
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