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[idkmybfftrash]

[ Xanxus gives just about fuck-all about filtering things, so despite the fact he is only calling for his subordinate here, you’re all getting treated to his loud, profane servant-bell ringing. ]

TRAAAAASH.

[ He’s fiddling with a long, metal tube all covered in buttons that a Star Wars fan would recognize as a lightsaber. Jaina Solo’s, to be

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[destroystosave]

[She watches him carefully. He's nothing more than a brutal animal. It's easy to pick up, to pluck at his very nature. Even without the Force, she could sense it, from the way he moved like a feral beast on Onderon to his very laugh.

Her head snaps at the sound of the growl, and it's then that she realizes she's let herself fall into a trap. Her. The mighty Revan. Her tongue clicks against her teeth in annoyance. She can imagine Malak's laugh now, mechanical and menacing. How the mighty fall, indeed.] Nice trick with that thing. Didn't realize we were doing that.

[She can't get away, and all she can taste is heat and certain agony. There's a split second before she throws a Force shield up, but she's distracted in her attempt to fend off the beast and free herself. The shield cracks, and she can feel the ground below her give way, feel the way it singes her.

Revan sweeps her hand out, slamming the beast into a wall. If she had the time to worry about it, she'd force her way into its mind, but for now she settles on healing herself and getting free.

Shoving her other hand out, blue lightning crackles from her fingertips as she draws on the Force, a storm filling the room and aiming for him.]