Between the Light and Dark Side

Have to go get your master's permission to go somewhere without him? =P Though Trever doesn't even remotely think about saying that. Dark Lord voice or not.

"And we're going to...?" he askes instead, indcating Tobias and himself.

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It was part of a deal he made with Carcer. And he doesn't want to worry him, either.

"Figure out which of you is missing a lightsaber," he replies. "Because I am certain that Tob'ika would not leave those 'sabers of his unmodified."

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"And then go to Malachor and wait for Revan to get done and meet us there," Tobias anticipates, which gets a slight nod out of the ex-Sith.

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"Right... okay." He takes a breath, hand drifting to his side where his lightsaber -his father's lightsaber- still rested. He still has his, so that leaves Tobias and Revan.

He runs his hand through his hair and glances at Tobias. He has NO idea how to get Malachor.

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Tobias has a pair on his hips, but there's still one - one that he built and modified himself - that he uses. He usually keeps that in a case in his room.

"Be right back," he mutters, heading for the bedroom.

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Revan checks to make sure both of his 'sabers are where they're supposed to be - they are. He probably would have killed Kale if he'd taken one of his lightsabers.

He looks over to Trever and, as if to address the problem, says, "I have the coordinates in my PINpoint. It will not be a problem to get there."

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"If he went to that one," Trever says morbidly. He seems to be going for worst case scenario here.

He fidgets for a moment, tugging at absent gloves, in an unconscious mimicry of his twin's nervous habit, as he waits for Tobias to get back.

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From the cry of, "Of all the fracking luck!" that comes from the direction of the bedroom, it would seem that Tobias is missing a lightsaber.

He limps his way back in. "He took my short 'saber. I built that." And it's full of extra modifications, too.

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"There is no luck," Revan repeats idly. "And so long as it was not Freedon Nadd's, I doubt we have to worry so much."

Then, to address Trever, he adds, "From what I have heard, it is doubtful that the Exile of your universe left Malachor V intact; most of them destroy it and leave it as just a graveyard of ships in territory normally controlled by the Sith."

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Trever has no idea who Freedon Nadd is. He doesn't really care. "Okay, so he has the lightsaber... he's at Malachor V (hopefully), we can go."

Another tug. It seems Trever might be mimicking Kale who's off mimicking other people. Ah the weird joys of Force bonds.

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Ancient Sith Lords FTW? :D?
Either way, neither of them will elaborate on it. Revan's tapping coordinates into his PINpoint.

Tobias puts a hand on Trever's shoulder. "How did it effect you last time?" Because really, he'd rather not have to deal with a twins that think they're a pair of Revans attacking them.

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"He... was cut off from me. I couldn't find him, I couldn't see him. It was like he wasn't there. I was alone," Trever says softly.

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"I can imagine it." Tobias put an arm around his shoulders. "Don't worry."

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Revan clears his throat as the portal comes up. "We need to knock him out as soon as possible, or else he will be in an exceeding amount of pain when I start to purge his memories."

He motions them forward. "And try to mind the storm beasts. They are... unpleasant."

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This is his twin, his other half, of course he's going to worry, despite Tobias' reassurances.

Hay whut? They're going to be knocking him out? Or Kale out? Or both of them out? Trever gives Revan a nervous glance but then steps through the portal unhesitatingly.

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As much as he would get a kick out of ripping memories from Kale's head and watching his (and possibly Trever's) reaction, Revan doesn't want to upset Tobias any more than he has since they went to war.

Revan walks through the portal behind him, looking almost comforted by the thick, hip-deep fog, and the flash of lightning and crash of thunder overhead.

"Home away from home," he murmurs, smiling.

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Tobias follows the pair, peering at the spot they popped out at and judging how far they have to go. "I swore I'd never come back here..."

Even though that fog curls around him, like family welcoming him home.

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Trever gives Tobias an apologetic glance, apparently genuinely sorry about having to bring him here. He shivers in the fog, pulling his jacket closed.

Licking his lips he looks at the unfamiliar... but sort of familiar territory. After all he did have access to Kale's memories who had Revan and Tobias'.

"It's different than he remembers," he comments quietly.

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Tobias shakes the fog off a couple times before deciding it's useless to try to get rid of it.

"He probably remembers it from before the war. Before the Mass Shadow Generator shattered it." Us he amends in his head. The Wound he left in the Force echoes with the destruction of the planet and the sound and feeling courses through him and makes him feel perversely at home here.

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"When I first found it it was simply a dead planet. Now it is broken in pieces and storm rages overhead continually. Now the Malachor V screams."

Revan seems to know extremely well where to head. "Watch where you step, the surface is full of cracks," he warns as he starts walking.

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"Fun," Trever says, following Revan, shaking his head now and then as if trying to block something out. He walks slightly hunched over, hands stuck deep in his pockets. Without being able to sense Kale he feels extremely off-balance and the dark side around here isn't helping one damn bit.

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"I knew I should have destroyed this place when I had the chance..." he shakes his head as he follows. He looks to Trever, wholly sympathetic. He knows the planet isn't somewhere any Force-user would willingly go. "You didn't have to come."

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And that statement earns Tobias a look as if he suddenly suggested that they go frolic with the storm beasts. "Of course I did. It's Kale," he says, as if it explains everything.

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"You sound like a Mandalorian about to go after a lost shipmate, Trever."

Something growls from the shadows off to the right and a pair of yellow-green eyes can be seen; Revan says something in the hissing, breathy language of the Sith and the creature backs off.

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