Blueberry flavored Sith
It was the prepared soul who would reap the greatest benefits in the twisting and turning game of life.
And much to her displeasure, Keva had no problem humbling herself and saying how poorly prepared she truly was in all this. Her control of basic little, her grasp of tactics strong, and her ability to fight feeling all but nonexistent these days. It created a bizarre woman, the Chiss so horribly out of place among Droids: but the gravest sin would be not trying to fix these faults, and she had every intent to fix them.
In her own ways at least.
On the Jen’ari world, where she had razed all that her droids and tanks touched, a prize was taken to remember the battle. A “lightsaber”, as the Chiss had heard it called during her still rather brief stay in the wider Galaxy: the weapon fascinated her, she had been all but totally drawn to the jagged looking tool of the dead Sith. Ghastly design, but she did not have wide access to these ancient tools.
Golbah City had now set the stage, a popular point for any member of the CDF with offtime. And as time progressed it seem Keva would have much more freetime than she would’ve liked with her current standing within the rankings and military politics of the Confederacy’s Droid Army. Dislikable. But this leisure time would not be wasted with sloth, and Training Chambers were where she had stayed. All but obsessed with studying her new weapon.
Standing out towards the Combat Simulation Holos, the Chiss turned the hilt of the weapon in her hand. A few more moments passed before she finally pressed the activation rune of the weapon, and the fiery crimson blade sprung to life: a weapon that was painfully out of the ordinary in the current norm of the Sims these days.
And much to her displeasure, Keva had no problem humbling herself and saying how poorly prepared she truly was in all this. Her control of basic little, her grasp of tactics strong, and her ability to fight feeling all but nonexistent these days. It created a bizarre woman, the Chiss so horribly out of place among Droids: but the gravest sin would be not trying to fix these faults, and she had every intent to fix them.
In her own ways at least.
On the Jen’ari world, where she had razed all that her droids and tanks touched, a prize was taken to remember the battle. A “lightsaber”, as the Chiss had heard it called during her still rather brief stay in the wider Galaxy: the weapon fascinated her, she had been all but totally drawn to the jagged looking tool of the dead Sith. Ghastly design, but she did not have wide access to these ancient tools.
Golbah City had now set the stage, a popular point for any member of the CDF with offtime. And as time progressed it seem Keva would have much more freetime than she would’ve liked with her current standing within the rankings and military politics of the Confederacy’s Droid Army. Dislikable. But this leisure time would not be wasted with sloth, and Training Chambers were where she had stayed. All but obsessed with studying her new weapon.
Standing out towards the Combat Simulation Holos, the Chiss turned the hilt of the weapon in her hand. A few more moments passed before she finally pressed the activation rune of the weapon, and the fiery crimson blade sprung to life: a weapon that was painfully out of the ordinary in the current norm of the Sims these days.