First Annual Dave Benefit Concert (One Sith Dominion of Marna)

[Chevu Visz]

8/20

The strobe lights pulsing from the DJ booth glinted off the chain of the Mirialan slave girl. Unlike most of the free-wheeling crowd, Chevu Visz was forced to go to the Dave Memorial concert whether she wanted to or not. She was chained at the neck to Blerga the Hutt, the large slithery gastropod who had purchased her from Sempra the Hutt a day after the Techno Union slave raid on Tatooine. She had nearly escaped that day, and Chevu was kicking herself for not being more courageous. She should have made a run for it when she had the chance, but when the skirmish broke out, the Mirialan had cowered in fear in the back of her cage until the overlords arrived and shocked her into submission.

Blerga floated around on his ostentatiously gold hoversled, a hookah pipe drooping from his lips. Blerga didn't give a womprat's arse about Dave. The Hutt was in attendance to wheel and deal with the Sith Lords and in the hopes that he would get the Marna spice market cornered.

As the one-eyed Sith Lord finished his rousing speech, there were tears in the eyes of the crowd. Even Blerga himself seemed moved.

"Wipe my tears, Chevu!" Blerga bellowed in Huttese.

The woman silently obeyed, scurrying up to the fat slug with a slimy handkerchief to wipe away a filmy tear from the creature's yellow feline eye. She let out a long sigh and resumed her place kneeling by his hoversled. As she studied the belching slug, one prominent thought pierced the Mirialan's mind:

Dave is surely in a much better place than me.

[member="Animus Malgus"] [member="Kinsey Starchaser"] [member="Kaia Starchaser"] [member="Trystis Ray"] [member="Eugene Leopold"]

 

[Mythos]

Animus laughed looking at the two wondering if what the Young Starchaser asked wasn't too difficult a task. "Sage, speaking of fast and Furious, we could take the girls off for a spin and a bite to eat" Animus said his half winded smile and shot a wink at Sage.
Looking at the young Mrs. Topol he thought her quite sweet and kind, attractive no less, she had Animus' curiosity at the least. He thought up a plan to get the four of them out and talking, he appreciated any knowledge of the Chiss he could, he had a lady to impress.

"I know Sage will definitely know of a place to eat nearby" he said placing his golden eyes upon the girl [member="Kaia Starchaser"] , she was different he knew it, beautiful undeniably... but something else. Animus shook the thought of it as a shrug giving her a wide smile noting the loud booming music. Admittedly, Animus was pretty new to parties such as this and... parties in general actually, this however did not hinder him, Social Gatherings were something of a must in his household humble as it was.

However something caught Animus' eye... a Hutt? Here? then his eyes popped open as he saw a Familiar face, [member="Chevu Visz"]. He was there when they tried to sell her to Auction in Tatooine before chit went haywire and Animus Smartly Bailed. He noticed the green skinned girl was locked in servitude to the hutt, a sight which raised his eyebrow... He garnered a bit closer to the Hutt, pulling out any tricks and sly underhanded abilities of the Sith Assassins to make his shimmy undetected to get a glimpse of the girl a bit better.

Yes... that was her all right, Animus shot an evil grin as he started scheming up a storm... he never forgot faces, and a Hutt owning such a special slave? karking insulting... he waited for the chance, he didn't wanna bother [member="Sage Bane"] with a Hair brained scheme... he was hatching a hair brained scheme however.


[member="Kaia Starchaser"] [member="Kinsey Starchaser"]

 

[Sage Bane]

Location: Radio Free Coruscant Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Take home a Starchaser
Allies: [member="Kinsey Starchaser"] [member="Kaia Starchaser"] [member="Trystis Ray"]
Enemies: Kaia's WTF face
9/20

Kinsey had an infectious fire within her, a youthful spirit just begging to be crushed. Despite Sage's sadistic streak, he found himself attracted to her spark. Kinsey was fun, and Sage felt he deserved some fun lately. Besides, what good was a brand new toy if it was completely broken before he even got a chance to play with it.

He pulled back a bit, playing the game, reluctant to give Kinsey too much of a good thing all at once. Although he knew she would follow him with a few simple commands regardless, he wanted to relish in leaving her wanting. All of a sudden his hands were kept to himself.

"My eyes? Oh, yes, I'm half Chiss," he explained. "Sometimes they turn red when I'm emotional."

And because I am, you know, a Sith Lord.

Sage was distracted from his blatant appreciation of the girl by the voice of Animus, suggesting that they grab a bite to eat somewhere. There was a row of neon lit cantinas nearby. He grabbed Kinsey's hand, and gestured to the cantinas. Time to put the Force corruption of Kinsey's will to the test.

"Come, let's go grab a bite to eat over there."

 

[Kaia Starchaser]

Location: Radio Free Coruscant Dave Benefit For the Galaxy
Objective: Be polite, don’t call Sage Bane out on his garbage, WTF face less people.
Post: Girl, I can’t even.
Posse: [member="Sage Bane"] [member="Kinsey Starchaser"] [member="Animus Malgus"]

Kaia was trying to not change the temperature around her. She knew she was getting that kind of power. Because Corey wrote Force mutants more than anything else. Think Heroes IN SPACE. But, seriously, she was able to pull the heat from a small ship if she was upset about something. Y’know, sad. If she was angry? Stand back, we can only begin to see how much of a run for her money she’d get Charlie McGee (Read a book for once in your life, Lana), and she was hoping she was doing a good deal of pulling her Force training away from the group.

Not that she was able to blend in… but the girl was a sniper by training, it’d make some bit of sense that she’d be harder to read.

Again, maybe. Corey wasn’t too picky if people were reading Kaia having some training, the girl would lie about it and smile. And she had an adorable smile.

Her secret secret weapon. Kinsey had her eyes and well, y’know, but Kaia made do with a smile and a really precise shot at 200 meters out. “If we can get him away from Kins long enough.” She winked at Animus.

 

[Kinsey Starchaser]

[member="Kaia Starchaser"] [member="Sage Bane"] [member="Animus Malgus"]

Half chiss? He was: hot, sexy, smooth with his words, smooth with his hands, and now....exotic? And apparently he had his emotional moments.

"Huh," the electricity that his touch sent through her body was now concentrated to her hand as his long, fingers curled around her own. Her hands were not smooth, they were rough from working with tools and ship parts all day. But she spent a good hour or so on getting that black nail-polish perfectly on her fingertips.

Whoever said someone couldn't be girly and a BA at the same time? No one ever. They better not ever.

Instinct wanted Kins to turn to Kaia at Sage's suggestion, to see if going out to eat would be okay with her cous. Seemed like this would be a double-date situation. Was her cousin prepared to share a milkshake with that Animus guy?

But there was a mental nudge, somewhere, that reminded her of the brain-freeze, for a split second, before a rose-colored lens drew her too-blue eyes back Sage. Always back to Sage. "Okay, yeah." Gaze panned to Kaia and Animus as she flashed her brilliant smile.

They had a few more hours on the parking meter, right?

"Let's do it." She bounded next to Sage, practically tugging him along if he couldn't keep up with her youthful step. She pointed, eyes torn between drinking Sage in...every inch of that dreamy face of his, and looking back at Kaia and Animus.

"Look at this one, the Jizz Fest! They have seared nuna kebabs and....spice brownies." A mischievous glint crossed her blue depths.

 

[Mythos]

Location: Radio Free Coruscant Dave Benefit for the Galaxy
Objective: Free Chevu and don't die.
Allies: Sage and the Starchasers
Enemies: everything that could go wrong


Animus smiled back at [member="Kaia Starchaser"] for a moment and said "You will have to excuse me for one second" Animus moved towards the Hutt silently saying a prayer of thank you to [member="Sage Bane"], and hoping he could do this without Sage's help.
Illusions were easy as Pie!!... when Sage was with him, alone Animus was but a rookie with them, even if he had a natural knack and had been practicing pranking fellow Acolytes with an Illusion of Master [member="Darth Ferus"] in the bathrooms to scare the living chit out of them, then laugh his ass off for a whole day.

Here he goes again, making a scene and cooking up a scheme that would most likely end up in him getting killed, Mutilated and a bounty on his head bigger than the Muun estates. While he walked towards the green skinned Slave girl [member="Chevu Visz"] the Gestures and ancient words came to him again.

Animus was in front of the Hutt now! well... Not the real Animus. The real Animus was closing in on the slave girl.

The Animus Illusion however bowed in Nabooian Fashion to the Hutt and rising said "Greetings great and Mighty Blerga of the Hutts I trust you are enjoying the festivities! is there anything i can do for you?" Animus, the real Animus shimmied over to her slave lightsaber ignited and hidden behind the guise of his cloak.
He caught the girls eyes and said without a word. Read my lips, Come with me if you want to live

Damn his illusions were getting good... the lack of variety in Animus' Abilities meant that the abilities he DID have, had a bit more Pep and power for an Acolyte.
Animus Hoped the Illusion would distract the Hutt long enough for him to be able to free Chevu and get here far enough away from the Hutt so that when the Blob realized she was gone, Animus had already swept her to safety. A Good plan in theory!!! But.. All plans seem flawless in theory...

[member="Kinsey Starchaser"]

 

[Sage Bane]

Location: Radio Free Coruscant Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Take home a Starchaser
Allies: [member="Kinsey Starchaser"] [member="Kaia Starchaser"] [member="Animus Malgus"] [member="Trystis Ray"]
Enemies: Kaia's WTF face
10/20

A wide grin cracked Sage's handsome face. The Force corruption was working perfectly. It was obvious there was a lingering glimmer of worry in Kinsey's clear blue eyes as they flashed to her friend, Kaia, but despite her doubts, she was pulled into the web of his command.

The way into my parlour is up a winding stair,
And I've a many curious things to show when you are there

Acolyte Malgus inexplicably ran off, curiously moving in the direction of a Hutt and his entourage. It was a fortuitous moment, as Sage did not really want to go to cantina at all. Wrapping his arm around Kinsey, he gave Kaia a quick smirk and began to lead his sweet little fly in the opposite direction.

"I have a better idea, Kinsey," he said. "Let's go to up my ship. I'll have the kitchen make us those nuna kebabs and spice brownies."

With a whistle, Sage hailed a speeder taxi, and helped her inside. The Sith Lord slid in beside her and began to playfully nibble on her neck. Before she knew it, the two were headed for his transport shuttle.

 

[Matreya]

Location: Edge of Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Search the Shadows
Allies:
Enemies:
1/20

Damien Daemon, once upon a time the First Apprentice of the Sith Empire, follower of Darth Voracitos, stood back in the shadows. His eyes, senses, and even his hands, continued to penetrate the darkness as if he looked for something. What could it be though? For one who was nearly alone, he thought definitely otherwise.

Unlike the rest of the people here, Damien was not dressed casually, rather armed to the teeth. He bore his Beskar'gam, Cater Coat, and Warden Cloak. He had his trusted Gunbelt stuffed with explosives, and Kalligs Scorching Lightsaber was as always accompanied by Tantibus.

Why was someone usually bright and intelligent, seeming as if he was drugged and ready for war?

 

[Bolt]

Location: Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Enjoy Peace
Allies:
Enemies:
1/20

At the rear of the concert, materializing from nothing, or so it seemed, was a rugged man that immediately got the attention of several inebriated women. Waving them off with polite smiles and words, he soon was as alone as he could be at a concert so he summoned a glass of scotch he saw nearby.

Taking a long pull from the glass, he felt the Force whisper to him...someone sought him out. Not as an ally, but an enemy...

Reaching out he set the glass back down, as he slowly cast his eyes about the concert until they rested upon those that met his in return: Damien Daemon. The Anzati that had saved his family line nearly before he was born. He who now possessed nearly everything that was Zaiden's...

He arched a brow, mock interest towards the man. As he did, he sensed a slight brush against his mind and clamped down instantly. No way he was letting Voracitos' man inside his head!

 

[Matreya]

Location: Edge of Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Speak with Zaiden (roughly)
Allies:
Enemies: Razor Shot
2/20

Damien instantly had done what he did best, attempting to conquer Zaiden's mind without actually beginning a fight at all. But the man he faced was a master with many talents, and one that faced a few mental masters in his day; he had even learned a few tricks from Zaiden years ago during Damien's learning from Voracitos.

But that wouldn't be the end of it. Leaping into the air as if the wind had simply snatched him up, Damien soared hard and fast until he slammed into the floor a few yards from his target.

"I heard you had returned. Once again revived from the dead!" He called, "How many is this now? 4 or 5?" As he spoke, Damien attempted to keep himself slightly turned so he could keep his arm hidden from the mans gaze. He did not know when Zaiden would make his move, or if it would be left for himself to accomplish.

 

[Bolt]

Location: Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Win Something from his Life's Thief
Allies:
Enemies: Damien Daemon
2/20

"Not even sure anymore." Zaiden replied, a smile showing strong on his face, "But its more than a few." Speaking and observation were not so difficult to manage at once, thus he noticed as he spoke that Damien was turned slightly away from him...

The man wanted a fight!

Zaiden felt his smile broaden into a grin, as he made his own cautious movements. First, the Tsaisi under his coat was awoken with a slight telekinetic touch, alongside the Amphistaff. Neither was signaled to free themselves, but they were immediately ready for such.

It had been a long time now since Lotus had been lost to him, his Amphistaff from years ago. Both he and it had begun to have a bond, nearly unspoken, that occurred in battle. Without hardly a noticeable signal, the thing would change uses. That's why afterward he had made a garden full of polyps, its place secret, a constant flow of small animals being kept nearby to take care of it.

That was how he had managed to capture both of the living weaponry he had on his person.

"What is it Damien? Anything I can help you with?" He asked with an arched brow.

 

[Matreya]

Location: Edge of Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Speak with Zaiden (roughly)
Allies:
Enemies: Razor Shot
2/20

In a second, his hand gripped the hilt of Kalligs Scorching Lightsaber, spinning swiftly as he did so to bring his left leg upward in a roundhouse kick. As the leg continued its movement, Damien brought it downward, and his right arm into a swift jab aimed for his targets collar.

"I'm tired of hearing you're gunning for me! Let's do this, here and now!" The Ancient Sith yelled, then dropped low to aim a sweep kick at the back of Zaidens legs. While on the rise, Damien attempted to ignite the blade of the lightsaber against the mans spine.

It was something that had been planned for a long time; Zaiden had been competition since he achieved Master. Then Zaiden had turned into the genocidal madman, becoming even more a target. Not being able to kill him off himself, Damien was pleased none the less to inherit most of Zaidens property, including ownership of his company.

Now he had another chance!

 

[Darth Ophidia]

1/20
Location: Remember Dave Benefit Concert.
Objective: Restitution.
Allies: Whoever wants to hang with baldie.
Enemies: Whoever wants to spoil her fun.

Her last vacation to Gratos was a disaster, but Darth Ophidia was once more ready to kick back and enjoy herself. What better opportunity than a benefit concert? She had not known Dave, nor even knew he existed. She supposed she was one of the many people who did not give a fistful of poodoo about him, and yet she was wearing a white #NeverForgetDave singlet under her Corellian leather jacket. She felt rather strange, not wearing the black robes or the fitted Beskar plating to which she had become so accustomed. Almost as strange as it was to see the Wrath of the Dark Lord in a suit. It made her consider the fact that she had never seen him outside of battle. She had hardly even seen him in battle. [member="Reverance"] was simply an inevitable figure she had come to observe in the distance, a monolith walking the streets of Coruscant on the prowl for skewered meat.

Ashen-skinned woman leaned on the bar counter and signalled for a drink while fishing through her pockets for her credits. As her credits hit the counter and the drink slid into her right hand hand, she ran her inky black left hand over the bald skin of her head. Why? It was something of a habit. Much like how people with hair sometimes twined it or ran their fingers through it. She supposed it was a soothing feeling. As her hand came down to her neck, she produced a golden coin from a secret compartment in her wristband. The flat piece of metal flicked over her knuckles as she watched the stage with pale eyes. The golden brew in her cup met with her lips -painted purple- and she tasted the bittersweet ethyl alcoholic beverage without taking her eyes away from the entertainment. Surely, nothing could disrupt this vacation.

 

[Bolt]

Location: Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Win Something from his Life's Thief
Allies:
Enemies: Damien Daemon
3/20

Throwing up a quick block, the roundhouse sent a jarring pa down his arm, but didn't make him falter. Stepping backwards, the jab missed, to Zaidens amusement. Then Damien shouted his words, to which the Master of Light and Shadow simply grinned once again.

Caught off guard by the swiftness that Damien dropped low, he felt his legs move from underneath himself. So Zaiden threw himself backward, landing on his right arm as he carried through in a sloppy back flip. Luckily this also allowed the spine shot to miss entirely.

As his legs began to once again be beneath him, his Amphistaff slid free of his jacket and landed in his open hand. Uncoiling the snake, he cracked the tail against the stone beside him.

Then he was countering, a swift X intersecting the air near Damien's chest, while he also reached out with the Force to grip a nearby patrolling Droid. This immediately shot through the distance at Damien's back.

Using this as a distraction, Zaiden vanished from sight.

 

[Judah Lesan]

Location: Radio Free Coruscant Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Make sure Animus doesn't do something dumb
Allies: [member="Animus Malgus"]
Enemies: Slugs... The overgrown kind
1/20

The speech was moving, but Xander had heard better, given better. He was a King after all and his function often required he give the obligatory speech. They were always good. Xander was always one to remain in the shadow. His world had become a much lonelier world as of late. His students were gone, [member="Sitara Qin"] his lover seemed to have vanished completely. No matter. Xander had been in this place before, and he was not phased emotionally. There were those who would say Xander knew nothing of love. This was true to a degree, but only because his world had made it as such.

He could smell the stench of the Hutts all the way from his perch in the rafters. Yes, Xander's writer just did that, because random rafter perching is awesome. Blue eyes followed the scent to land on a scene he never thought he'd see again. Animus a knewer assassin had approached the Hutt, but what caught his eye was the green skinned slave. The Mirilan was familiar, very familiar. Xander had nearly left Tatooine with her has his. His what, well that would have been up to her, but she was touched with the force. Xander had intended on training her, making her a weapon he could use.

His mind stretched to Animus first. This time Xander would not work alone.

"The Hutt has an escort of guards, and a very healthy one at that, mixed throughout this place. We're I you, I'd not do something regrettable. Then again, I'd not let the Mirilan stay in those chains either. She must be freed today, and the Hutt must die."

Words simply to let Animus know there was an ally for his scheme. His mind extended to [member="Chevu Visz"] next.

"Tis a pitty the Techno Union attacked that auction. The slaver was about to strike a deal with me that would have seen the shock collar off that pretty neck of yours. Now your chained to a slug. Do you want your freedom? Just nod. I can see you from my perch."

Eyes continued to scan the crowd looking for the guards he had referred too. They all had to die for the slave to get her freedom, and naturally the Hutt as well. They landed on another familiar visage. [member="Darth Ophidia"]. Xander smirked as his mind now touched hers.

"You look positively bored out of your mind. Looking for some fun?"

 

[Darth Ophidia]

2/20
Location: Remember Dave Benefit Concert.
Objective: Restitution.
Allies: Whoever wants to hang with baldie.
Enemies: Whoever wants to spoil her fun.

As soon as the cup left her lips, leaving a small purple stain on the rim, she was rudely interrupted in her restitution by a voice in her head. The flicking of the coin halted for a second as she raised her fingers to her ear to check for a comlink. Nothing there, telepathy then. She allowed the touch and the voice to enter, and the portion of her face that would contain an eyebrow if she had hair raised itself. As her pale eyes surveyed the area, she noticed [member="Xander Blackmoore"] and sent her reply.

My dear Darth Vizios, there is nothing you have that I could want. I suggest you follow Sage Bane’s example and play on someone more intoxicated... Or desperate.

She had absolutely misunderstood his intentions. To her, it sounded like the suave White Assassin was looking for a new pateesa to replace the disappearance of his Sitara Qin. The notion of this being herself made Ophidia gag. Most likely it was the holiday mind-set she had adopted for the day that allowed her to misinterpret his words.

After she had sent her reply, her eyes sharpened. She saw a girl, [member="Kaia Starchaser"], who she recognised vaguely from an incident on Dressel. Ophidia also noticed her apprentice [member="Animus Malgus"] talking to a Hutt with a healthy entourage. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she was beginning to think more critically about the situation. Something was out of the ordinary.

So much for holiday at the Benefit Concert. Something was about to happen.

 

[Mythos]

Location: Radio Free Coruscant Dave Benefit Concert
Objective: Don't do anything Dumb
Allies: [member="Xander Blackmoore"] [member="Sage Bane"] [member="Kinsey Starchaser"] [member="Kaia Starchaser"] [member="Chevu Visz"]
Enemies: Hutt's and their Posse
9/20

Animus heard a voice in his mind, was he going insane!? How in the blazes did one do such things? First he Meets [member="Razor Shot"] that can quite literally raise and Army of the Dead, and now a voice was speaking to him from nowhere? Animus Froze and backed off, focusing on his Illusion.
"Who might you be? Apart from a Sith? " Blerga asked the Illusion in a way that made Animus cringe. Animus Backing away slowly began to control his Illusion in a flawless way, he could not afford a Slip up right now, not when he was so close...

He nodded to the Voice in his mind, saying he was more than grateful for the help. For a second there he thought it was [member="Sage Bane"] talking to him from a distance, watching him and making sure he wasn't going to do something foolish. Sage cares, contrary to common knowledge. Animus scanned around and began to see what [member="Xander Blackmoore"] was talking about, they were not obvious, but the Escort of inconspicuous guards was very real, and they were round the clock. This put a damper on Animus' less than perfect plan, Did you expect it to be that easy Animus? Animus thought to himself

His illusion however, was calm and in a happy demeanor, "I am Tristis Zebron, High Court Martial of the One Sth, I was sent by my superiors to make sure that one of our most esteemed guests was not having anything less than a memorable afternoon" Of course Animus was not going to give her his real name, instead he mixed the Names of Two acolytes and a fancy title he made up on the spot. The Hutt however, seemed to be buying the whole shebang, If Animus had allies, this was the time.

 

[Darth Ferus]

1/20

"If you didn't look so focused on making an illusion, maybe people won't realize it's you."

With an almost whisper, Darth Ferus would announce his approach to [member="Animus Malgus"] with a sudden unleash of his presence. The Acolyte had made a game of scaring people within the bathroom with images of Sith Lords. Himself included. After hearing about the rumors of.. Well, himself hiding within the bathrooms near the far end and springing out to scare and surprise, he couldn't help but investigate such a claim.

And what he found was an acolyte playing.

A single hand came out to rest upon the boys head, a small smile on the face of the Sith. This was no good smile though, as Malgus would probably remember it from their training session. It was a grin of one who enjoyed inflicting pain.

"So, what have you been up to?"

 

[Kenrath]

Location: Radio Free Coruscant Dave Benefit Concert

Objective: Represent the Navy

Allies: [member="Animus Malgus"] [member="Darth Ferus"] [member="Xander Blackmoore"] [member="Darth Ophidia"]

Enemies: Anyone who causes trouble........probably of the Hutt persuasion

Post: 3/20


Thanith had enjoyed the speech given by the illustrious [member="Reverance"] as he slowly made his way through the crowd. He was being ever vigilant in is scanning of the various people in the group. His attention was directed towards an increasingly large group surrounding a Hutt and [member="Chevu Visz"] a slave apparently. Personally Thanith had little issue with slavery. He had one of his own given to him by Sempra the Hutt. Thanith was curious if the Hutt in question knew Sempra or was affiliated in any way with the Cartel.

He slowly approached the group he had a practiced smile on his face.

"Good afternoon Gentlemen." "I trust everyone is having a good time today?" "Quite a concert we have going on in honor of a loyal citizen of our great Empire."

Thanith had the look of a man who hoped everybody was getting along and that nothing bad was about to go down. Thanith was not entirely sure what the official policy was on slavery. It was a big part of the reason that he had Arey dress and carry herself the way she did. Part of him wished he had brought her along so he would have somebody to talk to.

 

[Mythos]

Location: Radio free Coruscant
Objective: not get torn a new one by [member="Darth Ferus"]
Allies: Anyone not trying to kill me
Enemies: His Own Stupidity
10/20


Thank the force for [member="Thanith Gumara"] because he distracted the Hutt long enough for his Illusion to dissipate without her noticing. Aw Chit Animus thought, he was gunna get it now. His face was contorted in a cringe, Ferus was next to him, he undoubtedly knew about his "Illusion training"

Animus looked back at Ferus and gave him a Smile/Cringe, "My Lord Ferus " Animus said through his teeth, fully expecting them to be knocked out as he held his hands in an Imploring gesture.

He would rather have a Tuka'ta on his face, or be surrounded by Rancors than face the Wrath of Ferus, but... i guess that's what you get when you use the Image of a Hand to practice your Illusions, Animus was now thinking he should have thought that a bit more thoroughly. He breathed deeply as he internally accepted his fate, be it being thrown into a hot molten fire of Mustafar or simply cleaning the bathrooms of Glee Anselm for a month... twas the Price of being an Uppity Acolyte.