Sith...? Depth Charge frowned slightly, thrown for a moment as a brief scan of his memory core turned up nothing on the word. What, there were more of those types out there to get on his case? "Never heard of them," he said with a shrug, "but if they're aftholes with a taste for interplantary conquest? Probably. Don't know why, but evil always seems to mean kinky."

HK-47 had a point, though. Rattrap would have been proud of the usual scrap that went up on that bulletin board on a daily basis. "Yeah? Well, I'm not about to kiss and tell for you." He stretched his arms back behind his head lazily, almost swinging his feet up onto the table. "You're perfectly capable of embarrassing yourself."