Who Am I?
All of her plans and preparations had fallen to the wayside. Realization. Understanding. She'd heard it finally, the call of the Force. It wasn't like anything she'd expected, an actual voice speaking, calling for her to find it. A secret, her memories, something. And she'd found it. True understanding on just what a Sangnir was. What the control of Anima could do. She used it haphazardly as a power boost, but that was such a silly thing, wasn't it? It wasn't a power boost. It simply was power.
With that knowledge, with what she'd learned from Darth Carnifex , there was only one logical step left. Forsake everything she'd built properly, and serve the one who had taught her from the very beginning. It was a time to restart, it was a time to take the next step. She stared up at the familiar facility, smiling ever so faintly as she did. For the first time in a long time she was dressed plainly, the typical black gi of a Sith. No crazy dress, no large blade or other weaponry. She remained standing outside the door, hands clasped behind her back, head high. It was possible she was in trouble for yet again leaving without a word, but she'd accept that. She was here to be Sith, after all. Not play being Sith as she once had.
Taeli Raaf