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Do you really want me to go that far? Really? Think, Jedi. Cause I will do it. But wouldn't it be so much easier to give me the title back? Then we won't have to go through a whole mess where everyone's completely shocked by what I did. It just seems like a much easier process.

Yeah I finally decided to switch my avatar up after I don't know how long. I like this one. 

I could say something... but it is so wrong even for me. I just won't go there. lol

Sometimes the pretty ones got all the looks and none of the brains. Luckily I don't fall into that category. 

Idk. I've kinda always been like this... well after the pigtails went away and the boobs came in.  I'm sexy as hell and I know it. I might as well use it while I got it. lol

Actually... "Jesus loves you but I'm his favorite." 

Idk. But that does get annoying.

Cat and her entourage arrive at the hanger only moments after Kip and his students do. The light from the open hanger door catches on Ash's armor, the heavy war armor shimmering, adding to the Togorian's mystifying and intimidating appearance. Cat's signature black Echani battle suit is now overlayed with a variety of Echani charmed armor attachments here and there.

While it might effect Cat's fighting style, the enchanted armor would contribute an immense amount of power to Cat's blows. And even next to the Togorian in his glistening armor, Raid manages to stick out. The Iridonian dones massive spaulders connected by leather straps over his bare masculine physique while his lower body is merely covered by a rather plain black pants.

His face is somewhat hidden beneath a primal helmet from which his impressive horns protrude while his steel guantlets and plate boots seem to sing with power. No doubt an effect of Cat's Echani charms. The same "magic" gave the Togorian's armor and helmet its ghostly blue inner glow.

As the group approaches Kip, the Grand Master notices both Ash and Raid carrying two weapons cases. It seems Cat's fancy for weapons was passed on to her students. They were prepared for everything.

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Okay, so a picture of Ash's armor was already posted.

Here's Raid's armor: http://s2.fileave.com/250px-Arvaarad.jpg

A (rather crappy but I do the best I can) example of Raid's physique and Iridonian body markings: http://s2.fileave.com/3_13_1.jpg

Raid's guantlets: http://s2.fileave.com/eq_volcanic_gauntlet.jpg

And Cat's guantlets: http://s2.fileave.com/eq_slayer_gauntlet.jpg

lol Oh no. They have to pay me for those. Just like everyone else. 

Okay, I’ve kinda forgotten the whole “main” part of this RPG. Weren’t we Jedi supposed to be hunting Cratus’s character… or something like that? When we finish up this little drama here I need to know where our characters are heading and why. So I can, you know, devise some more diabolical plot twists. XP

Also either you or I will have to take over Cratus’s character I guess since he seems to have slipped off again. Or maybe George, Prince, or Konah would like to step in to fill the Sith’s shoes?
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Sara remains silent for the moment. Every fiber of her being tells her to run; to leave Rane to whatever fate the Overseer deems worthy of his escaped pet. It is understandable, a reasonable response to the man who had almost killed her mere moments ago. The beast which had turned on her once more. But she couldn’t…

Despite everything –the pain, the suffering, the heartbreak –Rane is the reason she is free; the reason she is alive. He had turned against his Sith teachings, turned on his Master… for her. Sadly, it had all ended badly for both of them. Sara had been thrown to Viinum –who with Rane’s betrayal –was now the Overseer’s new dark apprentice. 

Rane, on the other hand, had been dragged away to a place which still haunts his sleep. There the Overseer had him tortured and starved. The beginnings of a slow and painful death. However, a  Dathomiri Witch under the Overseer persuaded the Sith Lord not to waste his investment in the promising Sith warrior. 

Instead, the Dathomiri spoke of “dark magic” which could turn Rane into something far grander.  A mindless savage beast to do the bidding of its Master. The Overseer of course had agreed. Part way through the process of Rane’s “transformation”, however, Viinum decided to visit his predecessor.

It was victory lap of sorts, an opportunity to gloat in the face of the man whose shadow he no longer stood in. Viinum fed on the hate which burned in Rane’s eyes as he relayed all the horrible things he had done to Rane’s “little slave girl”. Fueled by this unbridled rage which Viinum provoked, however, Rane’s body immediately unwent its first Change.

Breaking free of his shackles, Rane had lunged on Viinum, tearing the man to pieces and even consuming some of Viinum’s flesh to satisfy his new awakened hunger. Because the experiments had not been completed Rane was able to retain his humanity. But barely. He immediately struck out against his Sith oppressors, slaughtering his way into the Overseer’s Temple and into Viinum’s quarters.

There he had found Sara. Sara gasps softly, remembering the moment. He had been terrifying, nothing more than a beast which chose to walk as a man, reeking of death, blood drenching his body and dripping from his mouth. But his eyes… she would never forget those eyes. The eyes of the man who dared to fight for her.

He had broke her chains and picked her up in his arms, carrying her through the Temple’s hallways, each of them littered with shredded bodies, the floors and walls soaked with blood. All for her. Sara heads towards the door of the hanger. Rane may be a monster to some but he is hers nonetheless. She would not abandon him.

She stops her hand on the door. Her voice is low –a faint voice –soft and sad. “I’m sorry, Vector. It’s just… it’s very rare from him to… Change. He becomes very… unstable. Can lose himself to the Change… I… fear for him…”

She turns to face Vector and Yi’shar but doesn’t meet their gaze. “When you see him… you must look beyond the Sith… beyond the beast. He is… a deeply troubled man but a man all the same. You will never really understand all that he has been through… all he’s done for me.”

She chuckles lightly. “You probably think I’m crazy. The bastard just tried to kill me,” she smiles but it quickly fades with a sigh. "But it’s not like that. These… Sith… they know how to hurt him. They know to get to him you have to go after what he loves most…”