Count Dooku.

Leader of the Confederation of Independent Systems and Master of the Force, Count Dooku. ⚔ Not New To Verse, New To Character. ⚔ Six Years of Experience. ⚔ #SWRP ⚔ Any Era, Mature Themes. ⚔ Friendly writer, open to plotting and SLs. ⚔ Please, ↺ & ♡. Thank you!

||: I may flip some of my star wars accounts over to the DC verse.

He is a simple man, a man that enjoys tea.

He took a small step away, hugging was a touch too much for the Count of Serenno to allow. Besides, she'd likely crinkle up his clothing. "Of course. I've helped train you - it would be against my duty of care not to allow you some accommodation within my home."

"No where to stay?" He asked rhetorically, never once fraying from his stern tone. "My dear, Aura, you always have the Palace of Serenno whenever you are in need. Just don't sleep on the floor, the servants will find that awful frustrating." He chuckled.

"I can see that." He replied. "I can sense some confusion in you, Child." He stated, a part of him genuinely concerned for her well being. "Has something upset you - is there a reason for you to be trying to sleep on the floor?"

He kept the same emotionless expression upon his features as he turned away from the younger one. "I am well, thank you." He replied politely. "And you? How have you been?"

He glared down at her, his eyes black as coul, as an eyebrow arched into his forehead. He said not a thing, merely watching as she stood up before him. "Hmm." He was judging her.

"Not the safest place to sleep."

"Do not fear the CIS. We are your liberators."

Jedi event?

"Tea, anyone?"

"Only a fool cannot understand my reasoning."

No. I'm only disappointed by the fact the man I saw as my own son died while on a foolish errand for the Republic - sent by the council to his death - and that you all can't see that the Jedi are nothing but cannon fodder for this deplorable institution with its slave army.

That you're still breathing? Yes. Yes it is.

A little sore around the neck, other than that, just fine.

He wonders, how's that hand holding up?

"The Republic is a farce."