The Sith’s Hard Time Sentence

[17JosephLC]

“Yes, he does. But we’ll work through it together,” Isabella said taking a sip of water.

[Hrtofdrkns]

"It isn't something that is talked about much, but really, no stable person chooses the Dark Side. Most Sith have some traumatic event in their past." Chessika added.

[17JosephLC]

“Or they were raised in it,” Isabella noted. “Though being raised by Sith would probably be quite traumatizing. I would hate to see how they would butcher the loving mother trope,” she shuddered, as that was her trope, thank you very much.

[Hrtofdrkns]

Chessikalooked at the door behind which Ralis slept. "Poor thing. Kidnapped by the people who burned his planet and committed genocide on his people. Revan's Sith must have seemed like heroes and liberators to him."

[17JosephLC]

“We’ll fix that soon enough. He’ll see that as bad as the Mandalorians were, they were still much better than the Sith,” the Jedi woman proclaims, remembering all the histories they were taught. After all, it wasn’t like Revan’s Sith had been any different from their predecessors.

[Hrtofdrkns]

"I would hold off on that for now." Chessika cautioned. "First he needs to come to see you as his mother. Then you can slowly turn him away from the Sith ways he learned."

[17JosephLC]

“Yes, that might be wiser. Still, the sooner we can prove he’s improving, the better,” Isabella noted, remembering the Zabrak master wanting to kill him.

[Hrtofdrkns]

"Well, in any case he needs to learn to mind you first." Chessika said, reaching into her bag and handing Isabella a wooden hairbrush. "For his first penny spanking."

[17JosephLC]

“Oh, thank you! I was going to use my Mother’s Helper paddle, but I wasn’t sure if that would be too much,” Isabella thanked Chessika, gratefully taking up the hairbrush.

[Hrtofdrkns]

"I assure you, this will sting his little bottom more than enough to get the point across." Chessika said. "I think I hear him waking up now."