Revan is in Generic Jedi Master Robes (dyed black, of course), his hair tucked behind his ears and his neck covered in bite marks. He's cradling a black and white checkered
Gizka in one arm, scratching behind its ear nubs with his free hand
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"What do they eat?"
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"Plant matter of any sort. Occasionally insects. But they do not need much in the way of food; I have seen them easily survive in barren wastelands and jungles both."
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I've heard of stranger things than falling from that kind of height and not being hurt, but the suddenly uniting thing would take some doing.
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"What do they eat? And ... can they be trained to hunt?"
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((Can you make a black one with silver spots make cute noises at him? He's lonely, but I don't think he'd buy one unless it seemed to like him a lot.))
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In the meantime, one of the smaller Gizkas, a runty little black thing speckled with silver, notices Vincent. It hops up and down and makes a burbling noise, followed by a squeak.
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"As for the second question. Yeah, that's not very possible to not break your arm doing that. And if the groups fighting against eachother in my world unite I'll be laughing. A lot."
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"That is what I thought I would do, but it happened and has left me very confused." He shakes his head, holding out the arm that isn't full of wriggly Gizka. "I did just that. Inordinately lucky things have been happening to me of late, and I wanted a few opinions on them."
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She pauses for a moment, watching his arm like it was going to magically break or something. "That's... really odd. But, it could be some weird Nexus thing... I can't really give much more information than that."
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Nope, his arm stays firmly in one piece. "If it is some weird Nexus thing, I have no complaints about it. It is much more... comfortable than the last Nexus effect I underwent."
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