[Approximately 10 years after the events of Titanfall]
The stars shown infinitely all around the field of vision visible from the view port that encompassed the entirety of one side of the room. Darkness covered the room, not a light in sight save for what you could see in deep space.
Darkness...he liked it this way. Prefered it to the light. In a lot of ways it matched his demeanor over the last decade. He had never forgiven himself and he knew he never would. Their deaths would forever be on his soul just as all the others he had failed, lost, watched die because of his unwavering devotion to the common good. To the betterment of the universe no matter what it did to him and those he swore protection over. His body was a testament to this covered in scars. Over half his body had been rebuilt and was now machine, cybernetic.
A deep breath broke the eerie silence of the darkened room as objects softly became visible as they drifted in mid air around a central figure that sat still as a statue save for the light rise and fall of his shoulders.
Sweat covered his naked upper body as he struggled to maintain a state of heightened meditation. Struggled to maintain a center. Visions of death, destruction and the ghosts of all he had known flashed before his closed eyes as he struggled to move past, to find that state of peace he had for so long struggled to find. The Sith way had not given it to him as had not the Jedi way...too simple too single viewed. Nothing. NOTHING!
Suddenly everything that was suspended in the air shot outwards and disintegrated before it hit the walls his anger and frustration winning once more. The dim red lights of the training room turned on illuminating the lone figure that sat knelt in the center atop the symbol of his clan, his family...what little there was left of it. The only consolation being that this same symbol was also the symbol of the Dominion...a government that had thus far...stood the test of time and three civil wars.
A chime at the opposite side of the room drew his attention back to the present. Sighing he stood up and wiped sweat from his face with a black towel. Tossing it to the side as he used the force to activate the door control which then opened with a hiss.
Tiet stood waiting as he nodded and walked in holding several data pads in his hands.
"Busy morning?" Rie said with a chuckle.
A smirk crossed the aging man's face. Admiral Von Tiet was the supreme commander of all Dominion Military forces and he also was Rie's best and possibly only friend. They had gone through the Imperial Academy together so long ago that that government no longer existed. What a thought.
"I have two status updates for ongoing projects and a very lively letter from the High Council demanding to be briefed on your latest...er efforts in Dimension 20056." Tiet said softly as he held up the data pads like a deck of cards.
Taking one Rie looked over the information on it. They were always in some kind of research project either for a new tech or for something to do with the inter-dimensional gateways that they used daily to control territory in over thirty different dimensions. Setbacks...of course.
"I will deal with the High Council after I check out a lead I have dug up on the Oris system."
"Oris system? I have not seen that mentioned in any of the ongoing research projects?" Tiet said arching an eyebrow in curiosity.
"It's one of my personal projects. Im playing it close to the chest." Rie responded.
"So I assume you were going to tell me after you had already left eh?"
Rie smiled softly and nodded. "Makes it easier that way...don't have to have all that damn security follow me."
Tiet could not help but laugh. He had been in Rie's shoes ten years ago when Rie had almost died and had to be in recovery for almost a year. He had had to take up his mantle and deal with the civil war that had broken out...all cause of Thorin.
"I'll just pretend that I did not hear that and on your way you can go. I will keep the council at bay until you return."
Rie put his hand on Tiet's shoulder and thanked him. Then he was off to his quarters where he packed a few things and changed into his travel gear which included a form of light black armor and his two lightsabers as well as a small blaster he stashed in the back of his belt.
Leaving the Titan's Fist's secondary hangar aboard his personal shuttle the Dark Passion. His destination Oris IV.
