"Of course you'd wanna hear a story about violence." the brunette let out with a shake of the head, but she had at least a resemblance of a smile on her face. "Well, I think I've mentioned that my sister is dating an ex-sith. Not just any ex-sith, but one with a powerful ass family. So more than once I expressed my concern about it, and more than once she ignored me. And so I decided that if I couldn't talk some sense into her, I would beat it inter her - and she accepted the challenge."
One of Anora's hands lifted to briefly brush her fingers against her throat. "Well, one thing lead to another. I pissed her off, she decided that protecting him was more important than anything else, and she dove right into the Dark without a wit of hesitation. The next thing I know she's closing my airway with no intention of letting go." she frowned. "The ex-sith in question found her then. They have some weird connection between them that lets them know when the other is distressed, or whatever else. Anyway, he came along, broke her focus..."