Application for Asajj Ventress, Star Wars

[obsessed_asajj]

((Permission granted from Star Wars muns some time ago--half of which is me :-P ))She glided into the sorting room, tall, whip-thin and chalk-pale under her billowing black cloak. She took her time, surveying the room as she did so. When she lowered the hood of her cloak, eyes almost as pale as her skin flicked around, taking in the sights, and

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[vislor_turlough]

Okay, Turlough technically liked her already, since it was obvious she wasn't from this planet, but that didn't stop him from snarkery.

"You know, you're going to have to fix that table."

[obsessed_asajj]

Asajj sized him up coolly. She smiled. It wasn't pleasant. "Make me."

[vislor_turlough]

"Tarantallegra," Turlough said, causing Asajj's legs to dance uncontrollably.

"You can stay like that until you promise to fix it."

[obsessed_asajj]

Ventress was used to Dooku's methods of punishment. Unimaginable pain, mental invasion, the worst things he could throw at her without causing death.

That was bad. This, however, was highly annoying, which could be sometimes worse. She gritted her teeth and crossed her arms, reaching out in the Force to balance herself so that at least she would not topple like some absurd child's toy. "I am a Sith. I can keep this up for a very long time."

[ringo_raver]

"Oh, you're so cute wanting to kill everyone!"

[obsessed_asajj]

The last thing Asajj needed was to be taunted by... what was he, a Nagai? "I do not need your approval for anything I choose to do or say," she said, lifting her chin imperiously. "Take your childishness and go. Quickly."

[ringo_raver]

Ryuk looked like he was considering this. "Nah," he finally said, pulling out an apple. "You look like you'll be entertaining for a few hours."

[obsessed_asajj]

Asajj rolled her eyes. Was this pest even worth skewering?

Silly question. Everyone was worth skewering.

But perhaps not until she had a better grasp on this place. She set her jaw and resolutely ignored him.

[iam_beowulf]

Why hello there, nonhuman-looking lady.

"I AM BEOWULF," boomed he who was Beowulf. "I THINK YOU KNOW WHY I AM HERE."

[obsessed_asajj]

"I haven't a clue," she said dryly. Large Ham, meet Giant Bitch. "I assume it has something to do with assault via loud noises."

[iam_beowulf]

Beowulf liked his monsters bitchy and weird.

"I'M HERE TO KILL YOUR MONSTER!" He wore a disturbing grin.

[obsessed_asajj]

What an odd human.

"And if I was to say that I was the only monster here? What then, Beowulf?"

[ra_tilt_chimera]

Zelgadiss had what was probably, from her point of view, a much more satisfactory reaction than the previous visitors. He gaped. The woman had just sliced through a table wielding what he could only describe as a pair of red-tinted Swords of Light - though how there could be more than one of such a weapon he didn't know.

Then again, it was possible she was from Armace's world - she looked about right to be one of his kind, except for being far shorter than most of them were.

"W-where did you get those?"

[obsessed_asajj]

"They are the weapons of my Master's former apprentice." She unclipped one curved hilt, examining it fondly. "She was... unworthy."

[ra_tilt_chimera]

"A companion of mine wielded one. It was apparently an heirloom of his family, though due to... exceptional circumstances he no longer has it. I hadn't known there were two such swords."

[obsessed_asajj]

"There are many lightsabers to be found. I'm endeavoring to separate them from their owners." She flipped it in the air, caught it, and returned the hilt to its clip. "These two, however, were built by their former owner. So I suppose there are only two just like these."

[im_wacky_times]

There was a Tyrannosaurus Rex in the Sorting Room.

He waved his tiny arm at the woman. "Hey! What's the haps?"

[obsessed_asajj]

What.

"I have no idea what you just said."

[im_wacky_times]

"The haps, like what is happening!" Had T-Rex's expression varied much at all, every lineament would have shouted duh. Because he was T-Rex, he continued to gape his toothy vast mouth at her in a vaguely wedge-shaped smiley or possibly shouty manner. "WHAT IS GOING ON"

(no audible punctuation there)

[obsessed_asajj]

"I am standing in a room being shouted at by a large green reptile. That is what is going on currently. I do not expect this to change in the foreseeable future."