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1,000 Points of Hate [PM for Invite]

Wicked Witch of Schwartzweld
Curupira almost didn't even notice the sudden appearance of a female in their crowd. Almost. The word themselves got the redhead to merely give the woman a quick glance before she lost her interest and went to look away. Before she did though, she caught the hand gesture caught her attention again. Golden eyes took in the fist in contact with Marek's jaw, causing her to blink.

"What the hell?" She muttered loudly and narrowed her eyes. Not that she wasn't a friend of the random but some random was just too random. Even if it seemed like the other redhead seemed to know Marek. At least, that was what it looked like.

That was not the most immanent thing though. An alarm went off in her head, her old pesky friend, the Force was suddenly warning her. Pure anger. Her eyes immediately fell to her mate and she could see it even. He was furious, his attention solely to the strange female. "Well, this'll be fun," the Dathomiri just said quickly and kept her distance. He was pissed off alright, and going in for a nasty hit on the slim female. Was she going to stop him? Curupira just crossed her arms once she knew she was in a safe distance from the most likely a killing blow and waited for the explosion to erupt good and proper.


[member="Marek Starchaser"] | [member="Ket Van Derveld"] | [member="Seanna Vel"]
 

Corey's OOC

And where were the spiders
To say he was completely taken by surprise was an understatement. When [member="Seanna Vel"] approached him, he almost didn’t feel her in the Force, his attentions were… elsewhere. The people around, his Master, his Master’s mate. That sort of thing. When she showed up, that was a surprise.

The bigger surprise was the outburst from [member="Ket Van Derveld"]. Marek, once he got his bearings and the ringing stopped, looked to his Master and one of the people he considered a student, almost His student, with singular. Not that he had many people hunting after him to learn to use the Force. Marek was… a specialist, and with the Sith, he was hoping to expand his skill set from beyond his telekinesis and drain utility powers, and into something much much more.

Hearing [member="Curupira Hawk"], he nodded. “Master, she’s… a friend. Student? She’s fine.” He spoke, but it was definitely too late.
 
It was as if there was some other force at work at the same time. As it seem to be that of a whirl wind going around her. All happen with out her being able to think only to react. It to say was her only choice she would be a fool. It was only that of chance that there was a family walking by. Coming to pass was her reach out for the first innocent pulling her into her own arms. As the blow hit this one head had was the one that took the blunt of the blow. Still finding herself unable to go unsaved.

Hearing the scream coming from the girls mother. Her own eyes blinking in and out. As she could feel the warm liquid coming from her own nose. Shit my breeches what in tare nation was that for there for sugar....This be just a friendly hello tap between friends, right sweet pea.


Pushing the lifeless body off her rolling the other way to pick herself up. Shaking her own head head to the right and left turning to get the white star out of her own eyes. They was pretty sure but it wasn't something she wanted when trying to look on straight a head.

[member="Marek Starchaser"] / [member="Curupira Hawk"] / [member="Ket Van Derveld"]
 

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