His whole body ached from the hours past and as he closed the door he stripped off all his clothing and started the shower. As he waited for the water to warm up he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His hair and eyes were in stark contrast to the rest of him. Skin so pale white it almost made him look thin without clothes on. He sighed and then got under the warm water. Standing there for a few moments with his hands placed on the wall and head ducked under the shower head he thought about what the Warlord had said and how he had said it. Clearly there was a history there. Ciylo had been plucked from the training center only months before but after Evil's disappearance. So obviously she was still alive, meant a great deal to Marca, and Agba had something to do with her being gone. Perhaps Agba had her captive? Was that why Marca was desperate to find her? But with that the fate of a disciple shouldn't matter that much to the Warlord as he so brutally demonstrated just a few hours ago. But, cocking his head to the side, she had been a Grand Moff so she would be of great importance to the enemy in the aspect of information. The water was running down his eyelashes now and he stood straight again closing his eyes and let it wash his face. He opened them again, blinking as he felt the strange pull in his soul and randomly rubbed his canine teeth as they ached again. He stepped out of the water a bit, letting it hit his chest and stomach as he tried to remember the last he had killed or fed properly among other things. Since stepping back and the water changing its pressure, his body was now trying to remind him of how long it had been indeed. Looking down, the eight inches of flesh now demanded his attention and his fangs once again punched down out of his upper jaw. Bracing himself with his left hand and arm, he took himself in his right hand letting the water help with the friction as he moved his hand up and down its girth and head starting out slowly and gently, and then harder and faster as he felt his balls tighten with pleasure as he came hard, his whole body shuddering with release. He licked his lips, tasting blood as he had bit them during his orgasm, but at least his teeth didn't ache and his fangs had receded. The pull in his body was a bit less as well and he finished his shower quickly, stepping out, shutting out all the lights and laid down on his bed; asleep in a few moments.