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Sadr seized up slightly as physical contact was made with Deiyi...almost like an energetic spark that raced through him, paralyzing him. What was he supposed to do? He'd never been hugged. Ever. Like...in his entire life. And yet, the movement felt so smooth...so familiar somehow. Inside himself, he knew what the appropriate response was...

To hug back.

Instead, he kept that rush of feelings within himself (via intense Sith Lord training and general stone face demeanor) and stood stock still until she let go and explained her appearance. Familiar faced flashed into his mind when she mentioned two other Force Hounds...Vir's companions. He didn't even know their names, but he knew they were both dudes. Vir was the only female Force Hound of the three. He wondered where they were and if they were slowing Sony down or even if they knew about her.

"Emperor Mor needs to pay for what he has done," Sadr turned as the Archivist on his right spoke for the first time. "If he is able to continue then the abominations that he will create will be something beyond even our abilities."

"Wait a minute here," Sadr held up a hand and took a step back from them, "I didn't agree to any kind of rebellion against the Sith. I was just running from Sony. You two do what you guys will, but I need to find another place to jump to. Sony could come ramming down the door at any moment." He wondered if she'd abide by the laws of the Force Temple. Probably not, he decided.