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Xivilli had a smile on his face as he got off the shuttle, his attire slightly more armored this time around, but his lightsabers were still on his hips. The Pureblood and his fellow Acolyte, the cyborg Xylonic, were here to investigate the disappearances of some archaeologists inside some old Temple erected by the Sith long ago. Part of him wondered if he was descended from any of them, but dismissed the thought. What did it matter?
The smile was lost after a few minutes, as the Pureblood's senses were extended. He felt life all around him, more than he'd ever felt before, as well as the Dark Side. Their target was the Eastern Temple, built by the Massassai long ago. There was a comlink on Xi's belt, and he checked to see if it was functional before looking to his comrade for this task.
This would be interesting.
The smile was lost after a few minutes, as the Pureblood's senses were extended. He felt life all around him, more than he'd ever felt before, as well as the Dark Side. Their target was the Eastern Temple, built by the Massassai long ago. There was a comlink on Xi's belt, and he checked to see if it was functional before looking to his comrade for this task.
This would be interesting.