The mood amongst the crews of the remaining Rebellion ships was less optimistic than could be desired, most of the crew resorting to subconsciously doing
there tasks and occasionally breaking down about a friend they'd lost to the carnage on Endor. A dark time had come upon the Rebellion all too quickly. So
many good men, women, and even children had been killed when the Empire had torched the surface of the forest moon many of the Rebels had come to call home.
The Empire had taken Endor for the goal of crippling the Rebellion, not to gain the world for their own uses, they had savaged it like vultures.
All was not lost in the eyes of the Rebellion Admiral Angel Hawkmoon however, just before she had been forced to make the call to retreat Endor for good her
chief communications officer had managed to hack the Imperial comm-network long enough to ascertain where the majority of orders being sent out during the
battle were originating from. Using a tap on the signals they had also found a name, a name that could potentially prove as a turning point in moral for the
bruised Rebels. Lieutenant Jaedis had been giving out those orders and if he were brought to justice then, in Angel's eyes, at least the torn families
remaining from the evacuation of Endor would have some peace of mind.
Given the state of affairs the Rebellion was by no means in a position to send any of its own ships on this dangerous mission, but there was a simple solution
to that. Using underworld contacts Angel had made the call for several bounty hunters to meet her en-route to the next safe location where the battered
Rebellion fleet could take port. Waiting for the aforementioned bounty hunters in the hanger bay of her personal ship, The Abiga Caedes II, Angel was feeling
almost as empty as the rest of the crew, but some part of her saw hope in this attempt for revenge. Hopefully the bounty hunters wouldn't be long and the
capture their prey swift, but such a wish was doing nothing more than tempting fate.
THE TRASH COMPACTOR (Archive Thread)
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 Angel Hawkmoon |
Aftermath of Consequence (TGU bounty hunters, TR, and TGE / Jaedis) | ||
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Posts: 691 (11/02/08 6:26) Rebel Admiral
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BethanyKismet |
Re: The Long Way Home (invite) | ||
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"Interesting, isn't it," Bethany said softly, her voice barely audible. It had been some minutes since the Hapan girl had drawn her last breath,
and only then did Bethany slowly let the child go, settling her softly on the floor.
"How the Force moves," she murmured, finally looking up at her padawan. "Where would you have been if we had gone chasing the Sith?" Emerald eyes shifted to Andera's face, then back to Selena. "Sometimes the obvious path, is not always the right one." |
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KithVerloren |
Re: Ghost Hunting (Kith/Invite) | ||
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Posts: 2241 (11/02/08 7:53) I am the Giest
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"A mask is a crutch," she responded, own face as stony as if she wore one herself. "School your emotions, school your very thoughts, and no mask
will ever be needed. Though I conceed that a mask unable to be pierced by lightsabers would be helpful."
There was a ghost of a smile as her face morphed, ever so slightly. While the skin had been smooth and flawless as they spoke, as her last words echoed in the cavern it changed. A long scar grew across her forehead, deep and old that slashed from her eyebrow to hairline. A second scar joined the first, the X shape in pale and stark relief in the shadows. A mottled mess of burn scars shifted up her neck and one side of her face. "Very helpful indeed." |
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kane e smart |
Re: Aftermath of Consequence (TGU bounty hunters, TR, and TGE / Jaedis) | ||
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Posts: 6370 (11/02/08 8:18) Ex Spec Ops
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Kane had all but retired from Bounty Hunting, he had not only been busy building his business and earning military postings by Mandalore, but he had been
spending quality time with Kelly. This didn't stop the odd rumour from finding it's way to him and in the wake of the Bounty Hunters Guild incident,
reliable gutsy hunters were few and far between nowadays.
The word was that a Lt Jaedis was a wanted man, the Rebellion sought retribution for his orders that led to the unnecessary deaths of many rebels. No one had yet had the guts to take on a job so dangerous, which left the Mandalorian pondering for the sake of the adrenalin rush about dusting off his old Beskar Gam and heading to meet the woman who was at the helmof this bounty. Kane finished up the paper woirk he had to do and commed Eric D'ael'mor, " Eric prepare the Bes'uliik for me, ensure all systems are working properly, then arrange my Hunting Beskar Gam, see the darts are switched to Frinka Venom, I'm going after a live capture!" Eric acknowledged, " Will do Commander, anyone important?" " Kane paused, " Yes Eric, an Imperial commisoned officer, best you prep some hard hitting weaponry as well, I'll be going deep Imperial space, once I'm well clear inform Kelly I'm away on business, but don't tell her what it is, she doesn't need to worry!" Eric dropped the connection knowing full well Kane was stepping into very dangerous territory. Kane left the office and made his way toward his private suite, by the time he arrived Eric had the Beskar Gam out and ready. Kane climbed into the all to familiar armour and did a system check, all was functioning and ready to go. Then he made his way to the docking bay, the Bes'uliik sat their like a hungry animal awaiting it's master. Eric was just putting the last of the weapons in the stroage facility when Kane arrived. " Sucuy Eric, thank you , I shouldn't be more than a few days, you look after things while I'm gone!" Eric nodded before replying " I know you can't get it out of your blood, how much is this one for Vod?" Kane smiled " You'll see when I return, I intend to barter for goods rather than creds, i have an agenda, you will see Vod!" Kane then climbed into the Mandalorian Iron clad fighter and fired up the engines, talking to the ship as if it were alive, "Mandokarla ( you've got the right stuff)" Then he launched into Sullusts atmosphere to meet with Angel Hawkmoon of the Rebellion, the hyperspace trip took sometime and Kane was glad when he finally arrived. It took mere seconds to call to what was left of the Rebel fleet, word had it they had taken quite a battering at Endor and Kane could see by the state of the ships. " This is Kane Smart calling the Rebel fleet, I am answering your call for assistance, I believe Angel Hawkmoon has all the details, I will wait for clearance. The Bes'uliik cruised slowly toward the fleet, Kane subsequently activated, then deactivated his cloaking device, not so much playing games with the rebels, but to ensure his cloaking was indeed working correctly. Infiltrating Imperial strongholds were Kanes specialty, but they weren't with out risk, infact they were the most risky missions of all! |
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Saede Taggart |
Re: Hoist the Colours (Invite) | ||
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Posts: 3175 (11/02/08 8:48) Yo Ho,
Haul Together
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"You know, until Savin showed up, I never heard anyone speaking Mando'a.... and now it's like everyone and their cousins speak it. Su
cuy'gar."
She looked up at Strider for a moment, nodding. She recognized the symbolism behind the removal of the helmet, and for a heartbeat, she wished it was Savin's familiar face looking at her. For a moment, her thoughts skipped back to her friend, gone these last few years. He'd taught her the language, along with many other things.... while she'd been his guide in the Underworld, she'd learned as much from him as he had from her. Saede wished he was here now. She could trust him, without hesitation. Who did she had like that now? No one. "Take a seat, order a drink, my treat," she said, silver eyes casting across the bar for a moment, a small, almost imperceptible frown creasing her face. Was this it? "Thanks for coming Kelly," she said, instead of what was really going through her mind. "I didn't think Kane would let you honestly. After everything." |
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Fiera Marzullo |
Re: THE TRASH COMPACTOR (Archive Thread) | ||
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Posts: 3298 (11/02/08 8:54) Wild One
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As suspected, another had come forth with profession of becoming apart of their noble and feared family; a brow rose as aquamarine eyes scoured the young man
which stared back unto her. It was curious, this thing between he and her grand-daughter. Usually, they would have courted by now and only come before her in
the specific request of marriage. This, this had become a beast of another nature it seemed.
Unlike with Luna, this had a slightly more significant effect. "Well, Xander. I will take my time in killing you, peeling your flesh from your bone, stringing you up by your entrails, and then crucifying you upside down. I don't trust men, especially those preying on a girl the age of my grand-daughter. One does not consult me when only merely seeing someone of my family, but for marriage. Nonetheless, since you claim to hope to one day be apart of us, you shall be tested like the others. Through your power in battle, it will be tested your courage and dedication, your willing to die for our beloved Raine. If you are found worthy, there is no turning back and you will be bound to her. What say you?" |
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Xander Starkiller |
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Posts: 278 (11/02/08 9:26) Sith Lord
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He sat at attention when Fiera spoke to him, she went over a list of things she would do in the act of killing him. Only once did his eyebrow twitch when she
spoke of men preying on Raine. He hoped this was not the illusion he gave off he was not preying on her, other then this his face did not change from his
passive look. He was well aware of what could happened to him and in the strictest since he would accept them. She had told him that one usually did not
consult her for what he had said usually only with marriage. This however is what he was after so he figured now was as good a time as ever. He wanted to be
with Raine, he wanted to eventually marry her.
Fiera then described what he would have to do. As he hoped to join there family he would be tested. Through combat his courage, dedication and willingness to die for Raine. She then warned him that if he was found worthy that there would be no turning back that he would be bound to Raine. He understood this clearly, he wasn't afraid. He was willing to do anything as he had told her. He nodded once to her and then spoke. "Of course Lady Marzullo. I accept your challenge," he said firmly. "Tell me what to do and I will do it. For Raine," he said. |
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Fiera Marzullo |
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Posts: 3300 (11/02/08 11:18) Wild One
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"Very well then, young Starkiller. In order to prove your worth, you will battle against a relative of my choosing. It will then be
under theirs and my discretion if you have shown promise and the right to be one with our family."
A cruel smile pressed upon her lips as she reeled up form her recline. "So, I propose that you shall be matched against Gabriel. The terms of the fight is to be determined by him alone and you must abide by them or suffer the consequences." A dare flashed within her sea strewn eyes; it would be interesting, to see her cousin matched against this Sith. It made her excited in some rabid way. In such a thought, she beckoned Gabriel through the Force to join them - she thought he had been her on Mon Calamari, but wasn't sure. The day had been dreadfully too long her her. Regardless, if he had been here, there, or anywhere... her cousin would hear her plea. |
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Sol Tershin |
Re: Aftermath of Consequence (TGU bounty hunters, TR, and TGE / Jaedis) | ||
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Posts: 339 (11/02/08 11:22) Rogue Assassin
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Taking a brief moment away from SuruSuub, Sol walked through the various Hangars, where vessels hung in varying states of creation. As he heard Kane's
voice boom, he decided to follow and shadow his business partner.
He followed Kane to the side of the hangar, and watched as he boarded the Fighter, and spoke his farewell to his associate. Sol licked his bottom lip as he climbed into a retrofitted Infiltrator, fitted with a replica cloaking device. Something told him that it would be required, and thus he took it. As he fired up the engines, he slowly throttled the vessel forward, following Kane. Some time later, Sol followed Kane to the remnants of the Rebellion. He lofted a brow slightly, and smiled sheepishly as he throttled down the vessel and trailed Kane into the Rebel fleet as he too prepared for what he may be needed. As a Hunter, he had been out of commission for too long...and now it was time to pick up the trail once more. |
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Gabriel Marzullo |
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Posts: 138 (11/03/08 12:36)
Informed One
Adept Infochant Why's the rum gone? |
"Oh!"
The shock of what had happened hit Gabriel Marzullo like a speeder. He'd been sitting at one of the upscale Mon Calamari pubs reviewing some of the latest information packets from his contacts when he unexpectedly stood up and walked out the tavern. It wasn't until he was sitting in the cab speeder that he'd realized where he was and what had happen to him. "+$%! that Fiera! Why can't she use a comm like a normal person." Gabriel sat back in the seat sighing in frustration. Well there was no sense in ignoring her call out of annoyance. He would continue to the place he'd given the driver and see what the matriarch wanted. In the few minutes he had in the plush seat Gabriel fumed over the Force Users that continually plagued him with hatred. It was rather contradictory when his own wife and daughter were Jedi, yet he couldn't help dislike the general idea of a person having access to such power to lord it over the weaker less fortunate like himself. One day his contacts would come through for him and he'd find a way to permanently even the odds. The Marzullo climbed out of the cab passing credits to the driver and walking into the building he'd been called to. Inside he found the Marzullo elder as he'd expected, though he didn't expect to see Raine and Xander, both he knew though he couldn't say he knew as well. "You called m'lady." Gabriel let a heavy dose of sarcasm enter his voice. |
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Strider Garon |
Re: Hoist the Colours (Invite) | ||
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Posts: 50 (11/03/08 11:21)
Mandalorian Adept
Clan Beviin/Alor King Of The Icarii |
Strider took the seat just across from Saede motioning the waitress over. " I will have the home brew" Strider ordered then placing his attention
back to kelly and saede. " No i beleive this will not be it. My little brother will be joining us aswell" Strider said with a bit of a smile on his
face. It has been a very long time since Strider and Drake have been working on the same contract and it should prove to be interesting.
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Fiera Marzullo |
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Posts: 3301 (11/03/08 5:45) Wild One
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A smirk lit curled lips, aqua eyes lurking over from the young couple to Gabriel; whom or what she had wanted, the matriarch certainly would receive such. She
always held a certain power among her family and was able to even lure those severed from the binds of Force. No doubt, it at times was a vivid annoyance for
them. Nevertheless, this was something of a great importance.
"Hello, cousin. Glad you could come by." She snickered, drawing a leg beneath her body. "It seems this young Sith here, Xander I believe he's called, wants permission to be with our Raine. So, since I know how much you adore Force users, I thought you'd like the honours of this." A brow curved as she began to slightly laugh. |
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Katarine Ryiah |
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Posts: 1910 (11/03/08 6:26) Katarine Terran
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Kat accepted the hug from Marck. When she gripped the man she realized just how much she was shaking and felt embarrassed. This was not like Katarine at all.
She had grown to be a strong Jedi Knight but her mental abusers had worked their black magic well. Times like these were full of confusion and fright because
Kat would "wake up" somewhere and have no idea how she had gotten there. Even now she couldnt help but feel as if this couldnt be real.
When Marck mentioned danger Kat felt her heart sink. "Marck what is going on? Where are we?" She let go of her friend and looked around the cave. They were on Dagobah, she knew that much but why? As she looked around she took a deep breath and tried to clear her head so she could think. It was only then that a realization sank in. Kat couldnt feel anyone else in her head anymore. Most people would consider not having split personalities a good thing but to Kat it terrified her suddenly. Her mind worked in hyper speed to figure out what had happened. In order to get here I had to mentally connect with Marck.... I had to let my defenses go.... I could see his body but it was unconscious.... DuSangs thing said I had to go to my mind... Kat felt like she was going to be sick as understanding hit her like a lightning bolt. She whirled back around to face Marck and spoke without looking at him. Instead her eyes were traveling around the cave as if trying to pierce the darkness for the things she knew was watching them. "We aren't alone. They are here with us." Knowing this sounded foolish she tried to explain who she was talking about. "The ones inside my mind. Avicus DuSang put something inside me and so did my twin brother. I can't feel them in my mind anymore but they can't be gone. I don't know where they are. Do you have any idea why we are here?" |
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Akima Shonlar |
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Posts: 141 (11/03/08 10:27) Darth Macabre |
The only indication Akima made that she had even heard Malice's message was the sharp turn she made. She spun around on her heel and started heading in the
opposite direction. Really she should have felt him out with the Force, if she had done that she would have been going in the right direction in the first
place. However, her mind was so chaotic at the moment that such a simple solution had escaped her. She really needed to get things sorted out, being without
her memories had taken a toll on her mind, nearly destroying it, but this unexplainable change in her was getting to be even worse. She was close to being in a
constant rage now and not the calculated rage that she was often known for, no this rage was blind. She was ready to destroy everything in her path, even her
own family.
It didn't take her long to reach the room, she had been walking rather fast. Once reaching the entrance she came up short and stayed within the doorway. She stared at Malice for several long minutes, her face void of emotion and her eyes cold. She was struggling with her emotions right then, struggling to control herself. Seeing him only made her angrier and right at that very moment she wanted nothing more that to take all her anger out on him, her own husband, the man she had given her heart and soul to. Snarling she turned away, clenching and un-clenching her hands. Her short talons digging into her palms, causing little beads of scarlet to break through her pale flesh. Taking a deep breath she shook her head, forcing all her emotions to the side. She didn't want to hurt Malice, but she was very close to doing so. Gritting her teeth she keep her back to him, her once cold emotionless eyes burning with the fires of rage once more. She was trying desperately to detach herself from her emotions, she knew she was capable of the act, but at that moment she simply couldn't. The anger and hatred coursing through her was to strong to ignore. "I'm not right...Something is wrong with me, Malice....I'm changing...I can see it, I can feel it...Malice...stop it...me...or else I will destroy everything." She faced him then, her once silver-blue eyes completely black now. Black veins were slowly appearing beneath her pale skin. She snarled at Malice, a deep growl rumbling in her chest, before she turned on her heel and disappeared, her long ebony mane billowing out behind her. Not entering that room, not spilling Malice's blood right then and there had been one of the hardest things she had ever done. Something was terribly wrong and she was frightened. There was no logic behind her anger, at least none that she could see. The lack of reasoning behind her growing hatred for her husband and dislike of her own children, her precious little ones, was more than alarming to her. While rage was nearly consuming her, panic was also mixed in. She had to find a way to control herself for the safety of her family or else was going to have to leave; she doubted Malice would ever allow that though. Breathing deeply she headed for the other side of the temple, putting as much distance between herself and Malice as she could. She had to calm herself before he found her and that was only a matter of time. Slowly her eyes returned to normal and the veins that had appeared all across her body faded, leaving her skin flawless once more. What was she going to do? |
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Posts: 378 (11/03/08 11:07) Sith Knight
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The steps to the Temple gate were long and annoyed the young and aspiring Draclau. His mind was racing with
the possibilities of what power he might attain with the wisdom he had left for him.
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Caci Callas |
Re: Hoist the Colours (Invite) | ||
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Posts: 48 (11/03/08 11:32) Politician turned mercenary |
"I'm here!!" Caci announced, arriving at the table at a full-speed run. "Sorry, sorry. I meant to be here earlier, but..." it had just
not worked out that way. "You know, things happen." In reality, she had been a little more hungover that she needed to be to function like a
reasonable person.
She took a seat, and glanced at the others. "So, uh. Hi!" It was a small group, but that didn't give a lot of indication towards a positive or a negative. There was strength in numbers, but few could be equally strong as many. The waitress asked for her order, and after a hesitation, she shook her head. "You know, I think I'll just have water." |
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Kel Kreiger |
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Posts: 51 (11/04/08 1:16) |
The Last time the pirates attempted to reform all went horribly wrong. So many were not prepared to see the captain that way and had taken it so badly many took to lives of a recluse! One such man that wouldn't let that get him down was Kel Kreiger, the out spoken giant of a Mando with a penchant for Booze women and war would not be swayed by depression, infact the word wasn't even in his vocabulary. Kel walked into the cantina and instantly recognised the Beskar Gam at the table with the red headed pirate woman. He smiled at the thought of a brother being on the ship with him and wandered over to greet the meagre crew that had gathered. " Su'cuy Vod'ika!" He said to Strider as the 6'11" giant approached his fellow Mando. " Su'cuy Captain Taggert, I couldn't just sit around doing nothing when you were in need!" he said to Saede. His eyes roamed across Caci and Kelly much like a hungry carnivore would eye a delicious piece of Bantha steak. " I do not believe I haven't had the pleasure of meeting these two beauties, I am Kel Kreiger of clan Kreiger!" Kel offered a huge hand in greeting before turning to the waitress and smiling, " Three large Black Ales with rum chasers, I'm a bit thirsty!" The waitress stared in awe for a moment as the massive muscular Mando took a seat at the table. The wooden chair creaked under his 350 pound weight.
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Kelly Garnier |
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Posts: 854 (11/04/08 11:22) TGC's Local
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"I think he's ok with it because I'm having a hard time adjusting to what did happen. " Kelly took a seat with everyone else in the booth.
The last thing she needed was to get drunk so she instead ordered water for herself. She hoped to fit in with the pirates and for once in her new life have a
place to belong. Everyone looked nice, but she had yet to meet everyone.
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Angel Hawkmoon |
Re: Aftermath of Consequence (TGU bounty hunters, TR, and TGE / Jaedis) | ||
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Posts: 692 (11/04/08 4:17) Rebel Admiral
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As her comm-device bleeped Angel answered in the same dark tone the rest of her crew were feeling, "Hawkmoon here, what?"
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Reyven Samoth |
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Posts: 429 (11/04/08 10:11) |
"I see the mask as a tool and nothing more, nor will I view it in any other way. I don't need it, but it is helpful. It's
the same as a lightsaber. You don't need one, but it makes for a helpful tool. I could control my expressions, but I'd rather focus on something else
that's important rather than worrying about how I look."
He watched her face morph, becoming scarred and damaged. It was interesting to see. He wondered why she would show that now, or not before. It didn't seem right for a ghost to be self-conscious. "Unfortunately the only attack to my face was not done with a lightsaber, nor did I have the mask." He sighed, recalling the fight. "Still, it is indeed helpful and I won't get rid of it simply because a ghost disapproves. I have respect, but not so much that I will change my ideals over it." |
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