Revy was staring down Roman like she was a matador ready to deliver the killing blow to an angry, stupid bull. The bolt that got deflected back at her would be reflected back towards roughly her right shoulder but all it would take was a simple twist to the right to dodge it. Seeing the blur it...
Revy was surprised with how quick she got resistance in fact a part of her had assumed that the Sith were so pathetic that they wouldn't send one person to hunt her down. She was glad to see that assumption was wrong. Instead she saw the red glow of a saber, so bright and gleaming it was such a...
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The Mandalorian was keeping pace at her cell looking down at her cybernetic arm fueled with an anger that demanded to be satisfied. She was stuck her like a rat and she couldn't take it anymore. She wanted nothing more than to get out, to shed blood and make all that wronged her pay...
The pain had eventually became too much for her to even scream as it overwhelmed her being. The world would fade into black. Unconscious time would fly by for her as she lay unaware of her fate. Unaware of the true horror of what she had become. Unaware of the inner turmoil her torturer had...
OOC: This takes place before Revy's capture and mutation at the hands of the Sith
Would it kill them to at least find her a helmet in right size? Revora adjusted her helmet slightly for what felt like the tenth time this day. Still at least she had one. To be honest she was still a little...
Each second was burned into her memory and constantly relived over and over again ad infinitum. It was morbid wanting to look down to see what was happen to her body but instead only having to rely on the flawed reflection to look at the carnage. To try and describe the sensation of Revora was...
"Help... me..." The words faintly touched the air barely a whisper as she tried to call out to the returning apprentice. She couldn't tell if her vocal chords actually produced a sound or they just remained pleading thoughts. She mentally gritted her teeth and tried to speak when Revy's mind...
Improvements.
The word hanged in the air and at the back of Revora's mind. Implications flooding her mind. What could that possibly even mean. She heard stories of Sith twisting and defiling beings into admonitions supposedly some of the mindbreaker attacks were fueled by such things. Still it...
So the game was now afoot. The dog decided to try a bold defense trying to give up his wrench to avoid the bola wire. Nice try and this act would give a few clues about the nature of his thinking either he was confident enough in hand to hand to forgo the wrench or he had something else to fall...
What time was it? Where were they? Everything had become a blur after her failure. She hated that moment so much as it repeated over and over in her head. Looking back at it now their was now shame tainting the lens of her memories as the thoughts of what she could of done differently piled up...
Revy had a slow smile creep up her mouth exposing her sharp fangs. This dog was about to be in for a trip. "Alright do need to play with my prey." First though she would unfurl the rope holding one end with a few fingers so she could still hold onto her stun baton. Now ready to swing as she...
For the Mandalorian her next step would be simple and that was not to take any steps forward. She instead remained at roughly the same position as before and waited to see what would transpire. Sure it may not have made for entertaining spectacle but there was definitely an air of tension now...
By the Pantheon it was karking cold! That was what Revy's detailed expert opinion on the conditions of Contruum 6. The Cathar felt exposed outside the comfort of her Beskar'gam only having the chest and arm armor to provide protection. Bits of fur now experiencing the sensation of snow falling...
Sometimes you act on instinct, you do the first thing that comes to your head and you have images of how everything will work out perfectly in your favor. Today was not that day for Revy. As she executed the roll she saw a flash of crimson coming at her from her left. Instinct took over and the...
Revora was confident in the teamwork of her Mandalorian allies to take on the Darth, so she had this green miscreant all to herself. The miralurka was closing the distance resulting in them being much closer than the Cathar intended though that would just make things more exciting really. Seeing...
Already Mandalorians were assembling. Revy noticed a Field Marshal from Solus sit next to here... He was familar though she didn't quite know yet. Sadly it was only recently that she started to get more acquainted with her warrior brothers and sisters. She mainly kept to herself and had gone her...
Revy was frustrated to say the least that an other wise good shot went to waste. Seemed like there were indeed Sith her to play. Good. She been wanting to shed some blood and she had been given the opportunity to get herself some primo Darth blood it seemed. Perfect. What did get on her nerves...
The shuttle came down and their prey was deposited. It really was so easy as she took the time to track his movements greeting people and acting important. Just another part of the Empire that was about to learn why you don't assume the Mandalorians are down and out. Slowing her breathing and...
Revora was just having a nice moment of drinking by herself in Corellia. She was mastering the straw under helmet drinking technique that was seen among Mandalorians and overall was having a quiet albeit forgettable time in. She was happy that no one tried to hit on her yet because after a while...
Revy had followed Sumas through the Alley and got the best/worse words anyone could here for a plan B: Improvise. This was gonna be a trip. Still no one ever checks it and besides who would want to with the smell. Revy didn't have a filter or a good alternative now that there was a local street...