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Ishan Shade
Oct 17th, 2007, 10:50:52 PM
Alone within his throne room, Prince Shade stared out at the setting sun of Coruscant. Sometime soon, or perhaps already, the bounty hunter should have been dosed with the noxious poison. He smiled coldly as he imagined the growing confusion that would creep over, then the drowsiness, and then the slow slip into sleep. An eternal sleep. The Falleen’s eyes narrowed in pleasure as he saw the death agony…if only he could have seen the face of realization in person…ah, well. Not even he could have everything.

<o></o>Shade’s pale green lips curled into a feral smile, his bitter eyes narrowed in delight and anticipation. For that moment in time he let his mind wonder and thought about how long the news would take to reach him.

He didn't have to wait long.

The Falleen heard the door behind him swish open almost soundlessly as Starr entered. His smile widened as he waited for her news.
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"My lord."
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Though she was a droid and capable of controlling any emotions better than even he, Shade noticed something in her voice.
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"It failed." Ishan stated simply.

"Yes, my lord. The bounty hunter lives."
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Shade’s eyes narrowed to dark slits of hatred. After a moment, he hissed, “Leave me.”<o></o>
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"As you wish," she replied calmly and bowed, leaving the Prince alone to his dark contemplation.<o></o>