*cracks his neck*

[Viho Hawk]

Good. Sith smell funny.

 

[Reyven Samoth]

I'd imagine anything not basted in filth would smell funny to you.

 

[Viho Hawk]

You mistake a simple life for being primitive. Far from it.

 

[Darron Wraith]

Too many gifs....

 

[Reyven Samoth]

No no, I'm sure your... hut... is lovely.

 

[Viho Hawk]

A hut is an efficient use of renewable resources. The places where you probably live are only efficient at one thing: wastefulness.

 

[Satara Hawk]

Too many gifs....

No such things *licks*

 

[Reyven Samoth]

Hey, whatever you gotta do to justify living in a dirt shack...

 

[Lord Ghoul]

Sigh. Reyven, at least I was trying to seduce them and not aggravate the indigenous population.

 

[Reyven Samoth]

You get a gold star. But fortunately we don't need to make peace with them.

 

[Viho Hawk]

*smirks* You're pathetic, Sith. Please, continue trying to say that you're better than us. The truth seems lost to you.

 

[Tahira Solo]

*comes up behind Viho and sharply twists his head to the side*

Better? www.Tahira'schiropractic.com

 

[Viho Hawk]

*neck cracks* Whoa...

That actually feels good. O.O

 

[Reyven Samoth]

I speak only in truths.

 

[Lord Ghoul]

*flutters fingers at Tahira* hellloooo.

Viho, Viho... I'm trying to help a brother out here. Nasty Sith Masters and all.

 

[Viho Hawk]

I was only talking to Reyven. His mouth runs like a river after a torrential rain.

 

[Tahira Solo]

*raises a bemused brow at twinkle fingers*

 

[Reyven Samoth]

That's because there's a lot of truth to spread.

 

[Viho Hawk]

Your truth and actual truth mix together like oil and water.

 

[Reyven Samoth]

Clearly you just have a bad filter.