Seek out your new Apprentice

It took longer than expected, but the Temple was finally cleared, and you could focus on making your next moves. The Sith were an ever devious bunch, and you had no doubt your own Master would be putting you through your paces soon enough.

With a quick message to the newly dubbed Darth Brood, you find yourself in an older safe-house from one of your younger adventures on Coruscant. Shaak-Ti was nearly unrecognizable now, having utterly abandoned the prose and style of the Jedi in favor of a tight black jumpsuit and a thigh length cloak. How easily the might had fallen, and though you both had just arrived, you could sense the desire eminating from her in waves.

"Master!" she groaned, rubbing her thighs together, "Please, fill me up once more! Make me the object of your desire! Whatever you want, however, I'm yours!"

You smirk, burning yellow eyes raking up and down her body as she begged impatiently. It seemed that even her personality had taken the complete 180 that was a Fall to the Dark.