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Sin causally reached for her saber, feeling the presence of another dark lord, she held the blade out to the side, not turning to look at him, she did not ignite it however. Her relative calmness broke into passion, allowing her emotions of frustration and anger to overwhelm her mind. While it made her much easier to find for those of a force sensitive nature, she could not anticipate if this encounter would lead to a fight.

"I required those Rodians in order to secure my transport off of this world. Is there a reason behind their early destruction? I had intended to slay them myself, but at a time more convenient to me. Now I am without a crew to pilot a ship, handle the navicomputers and man the engine room."

Much like her newly found aquantence, she was strong in more subtle uses of the force, though her particular neglect came in the form of lack of practice with a lightsaber, though she had learned how to drain the power from one, for it was still nothing more than a tool. She closed her eyes and focused on her illusion. Seven stormtroopers, appearing as real as any object, came marching in behind the two of them, four aimed at her and three aimed at him.

"it seems as though we have been found out, perhaps you'd like to tell me what you're doing here? What you could want with me?" She had frustration in her voice, she did not like having to regard others as potential equals. "Drop your weapons!" The illusionary storm trooper shouted.