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Coruscant, Jedi Temple
Something is beeping. Steady and annoyingly and a pillow collides with his face before he can fully wake up to the sound of it.
"Revan, shut that thing off," he hears Kira growl beside him before burrowing herself beneath the pillows and blankets again. He pretends not to hear the part where she grumbles 'see if I let you talk me into this again ( Read more... ) -
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He wants to kill them. It's his sole purpose of wandering so far out to the abandoned encampment at night, forcing aside his sickness just as he had forced the quarantine guards to sleep for an unobstructed passage ( Read more... ) -
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Try as he might, Revan could not rest after dinner. His anger ate at him more than usual, his hands clenched into fists at his sides all the while he laid in bed, trying to fall back asleep ( Read more... ) -
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When Revan wakes, it's to the savory aroma of Dewback ribs being grilled. A quick glance at the chronometer shows he slept through the day. Again ( Read more... ) -
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He's helpless with not knowing what to do. Everything - surgical removal, kolto, herbal medicines - they've tried only makes it worse or does nothing good. All he can do is watch on as the parasites grow in strength and size to encase his son's arm ( Read more... ) -
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Revan finds the downed ship not far north of the boundary, in the deep of the musty rain forest, surrounded by the burnt foliage it had killed in its descent ( Read more... ) -
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For two days, he stays with Ranthus, pouring over and studying the Holocron as he splits the time with visiting his father. Now that he actually has something to show for his time away, he’s not so quick to run home, even if he continues to miss all of his girls like crazy ( Read more... ) -
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"I'm here to see Ranthus Adler*," Revan tells the droid at the front desk, tucking his hands into the sleeves of his all-too-Jedi robe as he crosses his arms over his chest ( Read more... ) -
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Revan had never meant to be gone for three months, but each week passed in a blur as he’d followed leads and dead-ends, and before he knows it, he’s reading a letter from his four-months-pregnant wife. Had it really been that long?
He scrubs at his eyes and rereads the latest letter from Kira again with a heavy sigh. You know you want this. Your ( Read more... ) -
[M-OOM] Korriban Corpses and Dead-ends
Revan frowns, beating back the sudden wave of nausea that hits as he stares down at the half-chewed carcass. It's rotting already, maggots finding a new home amongst the leftovers ( Read more... )