((Sorry this is a day late))
Harsh Aeten II winds blew the lengths of Vellic's white hair out across his face. The blistering heat was insufferable, but he hardly seemed to be phased by it as he pressed on and into the entrance to the laboratory. Few came to this place. It was a place of horrific experiments; where science and sorcery met to create monsters. Powerful Sith alchemy had once ruled this place, but now, its mistress was gone - leaving only her students to continue her twisted experiments.
Vellic marched onward, turning a corner and heading back to his observation room. The Father had his own task here. The Jedi was resilient, focused on his ideals and, as yet, seemed mostly unphased by his treatment. 'A tough one to crack..' The Echani thought to himself as he drew up to the observation room window and gazed in upon the meditating Jedi.
"He will die here.. he must know that. Yet he suppresses his emotions well. It gives him calm to resist.. calm in battle.. but calm is no substitute for passion."
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