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It would be typical of a Jedi to not see the bigger picture. The spirit that held them under the ichor's power had weakened as the Jedi Master severed the spirit from its physical being, of course it would be a corpse, but Maeve could not decide if the result was a relief or brought her a...

Maeve listened carefully, but the answer the spirit gave was not one she appreciated. It was vague and being told the only reason they were present was to stop it was not good enough for the dark woman. Maeve suspected a game though with the Dathomir Spirit, a power flex that only she knows what...

Maeve stood silently as the rest made their choice to leave, she could feel the unease settle as the door the temple closed, the monks no longer stirring. Her own discomfort also settled, she did not feel the urgency to defend against the Jedi, though the part of her that was still in control...

Dathomir Maeve felt as though the breath were taken straight from her lungs as she gasped at the sudden sensation of not feeling as though she were entirely in control of her own body. There was certainly a level of derealization and yet, she felt a connection of a different manner. This world...

Dathomir When the new group of Jedi and companions entered, Maeve felt a sense of unease from the rodent. She eyed the mouse creature careful, relying on her instinct to immobilize the newcomer if she did try to pull her blaster on her. A spark of determination came from the Jedi newcomer as he...

There certainly was something on the other side and she ready for a quick fit to disable anyone who stood in her way. However, the man before her was not one she expected. In fact, he seemed mildly surprised that someone had entered and now stood in the same room with him. She grasped her...

Dathomir Perhaps it was the wrong thing to say, she had a knack for saying the wrong thing, but the dark woman was also certain it was part of the role of being a Sith. The monk's gaze focused on her and though the Jedi stepped between him and her, she still felt its effects. Her stomach turned...

She feel the human's emotions stir into a whirlwind of chaos; he was grasping for any point of control but she would not allow him that luxury. He shouted back at her and the wookiee in the form of an insult she guessed. It was worth his effort, but it did not bother her. "There was no plan."...

Dathomir Maeve stood silently near the Jedi as the monk spoke, more cryptic babble that the dark woman was in the least surprise. However, she was unsure of his mentioning of hatred and fear and if this were the classic light sider play book of recognizing the flaws that supposedly tore down...

Dathomir Even a mask could not cover the surprise Maeve felt when the woman before her gave some resemblance of life. She had to stable herself for a moment as she retracted her hand and then stood up, hearing a monk speaking of defending. The dark woman turned to look at the elder Jedi, the...

Dathomir The door had opened and what lied inside their mysterious temple was not any dangerous creatures, but instead what looked to be monks. Behind her mask, Maeve frowned, she thought it would have been more exciting to fight off a dangerous creature, instead their journey was only bringing...

He rolled out of the path of her throw, rising to his feet now with his vibroblade in his grasp. Shor roared loudly behind her as he made his demands. He wanted a challenge, he wanted a fight and Maeve could feel his elation. This was not about necessarily stopping her and the other Sith, it was...

The suggestion of destroying a village always pique Maeve's attention; there was something about the corruption of ordinary lives that seemed to lure the dark woman into agreeing to helping. When told of the location, she was even more curious to why her fellow Marauder decided on such a place...

The worst about Serenno was the people. Maeve always found them stuck-up and a bit self-centered; anytime she had the unfortunate task of speaking to a Serenno citizen, their noses would turn ever slightly upward as if their disgust were because the rest of the galaxy did not revolve around...

Dathomir Maeve's eyes narrowed in more annoyance than surprise and shock to see the apparition appear, questioning the elder Jedi's technique of opening the door as well as the reason why such an odd bunch had come together without killing each other. The Jedi spoke, mentioning something of...

The presence was a welcomed one, the darkness falling heavily with her own presence, complimenting her own revel in the panic and fear, there was anger and annoyance. Perhaps there was also a bit of determination that the darkness welcomed, a passion to see an appropriate end to one's own...

The Kessurian teen's eyes followed the Jedi Master as he approached his bedside, eventually looking down at his lap when the Jedi stopped at his bed. He looked back up, the nervousness in his eyes seemed to fade and his shoulders dropped slightly to the nonthreatening effects that pulsed through...

As Rakim went his separate way, the dark woman headed toward the outer perimeter of the camp, looking to interrupt attempts for any of the pirates in their ability to escape. There was an occasional blaster bolt that was fired in her direction, but with a quick flick of her wrist, the red plasma...

Maeve continued up with the Jedi, eventually reaching the top to observe the weathered temple ahead of them and the Mandalorian that stood at the entrance. The Sith let out an annoyed sighed, this was certainly a party that she was not interested in attending, she dreaded what could eventually...

Dathomir Maeve had followed the Zabrak in silence as she focused on climbing up the cliff. Her own senses felt uneasy, she had sworn it was going to take longer to get this point, but the Force may have been messing with them. Though, there was more concerning feelings as she could sense the...