Anya spoke quickly, before the comm went dead, "We will not fail you, Master."
They all looked around the room at each other, waiting for someone else to speak first.
"Well, my fellow Sith," Raezyr started, "what do we do now? Any ideas?"
"Right now?" Tyrrazapon replied. "Right now, we go back to bed. Morning is soon enough to figure out our next move," he said as he exited the door.
"He's right, Raez," Trychon added. "Let's discuss this over breakfast." He turned and opened the door for Anya.
Raezyr didn't appear happy about it, but accepted the group's decision.
They stepped into the hall and let the door close behind them. Trychon watched Tyrrazapon walk down the hall and enter his quarters, then turned to Anya, "I'll walk you to your room."
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