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The Officer nodded, "An interesting choice of weaponry, most sith go for the blade. It is such a common weapon of choice that it has become a symbol of the Sith Order." Borge was not a force sensitive so his choice in weaponry was much different, though being with Lord Magisto meant that the heat of battle wasn't a familiar turf.
The rest of the short ride was spent with small talk, just casual discussions to keep the High Mage interested until they arrived. The large ship belonging to Lord Magisto finally came into view, it's design was unique and only its designers could ever think to remake it. It almost held the appearance of a large dagger, piercing the unknown with its sleek design.
The shuttle finally landed in one of the hangars, a group of officers had come to meet the High mage and escort him to the bridge where Lord Magisto waited. When Borge and Serratus had exited the shuttle the officers gathered at the foot of the ramp not allowing Serratus to go further. "High Mage Serratus, we must ask that your weapons, and all weapons, be left here. You will not need them."
Before Serratus could protest Borge had already stepped forward, "Do not insult Lord Magisto's guest, he would be most displeased if High Mage Serratus left because of your disrespect here. Unless of course you fear for Lord Magisto's life, if so then you also indirectly insult the Darkest Knight." The officers all looked between one another before finally relenting. "My apologies Captain Borge, we were simply accustomed to this now."
Borge scoffed, "Follow me High Mage, I will personally escort you to Lord Magisto." Borge marched away from the other officers hoping that Serratus would indeed follow and ignore his other escorts. _________________ A blessed rage for order
I'd break the law once every week, just to feel your touch.

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