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| the warlock and the crazy poet; yoda, let it rip! | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Sep 25 2011, 11:13 AM (46 Views) | |
| Rags | Sep 25 2011, 11:13 AM Post #1 |
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A praetorian guard is seen patrolling around the Sith compound. Suddenly, a sound makes him look upwards and before he can react, a long hand reaches from the ceiling and pulls him up. A minute later, then praetorian falls back down, without his weapon, and half rushes, half stumbles into the compound. Praetorian: Lord Revan! I...I was give a message for you! Revan: Well... Spit it out!! Praetorian: The demented poet ... He said he is waiting for you outside. He has something to suggest. Revan: Hmmm... Always with his fun and games... Very well. As Revan exits his quarters and enters the corridor, he sees Carnal leaning on the wall and poking at the tip of the shock staff, twitching as each energy surges through him. It does very little to dissuade him from poking it again and again, though. Revan: Well... What is it? Come to waste my time again with your incessant poetry?! Carnal: Ah, Revan my boy, Here is why I came I will offer one my toy, You should do the same If we are to learn to share, this little school`s playground we must also learn to dare, to function as compound. Teacher said we shouldn`t fight, and scuffle among ourselves And how better to make him right, than take matter of the shelves If your and mine little servant, can function as a team Our friendship can grow fervent, and assist in your scheme. As he speaks, Carnal starts balancing the shock staff on his finger, seemingly oblivious to the crackle of the energy singeing his hand. Revan: Still your blabbering poetry... but for once it seems, you're not wasting my time. Hmmm... Very well... Let our servants function as a team. But I'm warning you... Yours better not let mine down... I despise losing!! And you don't want to see what I do to people that let me down. Revan turns abruptly, his cape brushing past Carnal's face. Revan walks back into the Sith compound. Carnal looks down at his hands... The shock staff is nowhere to be seen. Carnal seems sad for a moment at the loss of the new sparkly toy, but quickly gets over it, grins again and jumps into the duct on the ceiling.. Edited by Rags, Sep 25 2011, 02:06 PM.
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