Between the Light and Dark Side

That... feels odd. "We're here to sort that out. We're here to make it easier on you," he says, still minus the accent. He's trying his damnedest to figure out where the center of that mushed-thing is.

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Over to the left. In the shadows.

"We are? Do you talk about yourself in plural often? I do not even know you. And you are sounding crazier than I am right now."

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He starts heading in that direction.

"Your brother and your master are here also. You aren't well, friend."

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"Brother? Master? There isn't anyone there. Just you." He's moving as he talks. "And why do you think you're my friend?"

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"I would hope that I'm your friend. I let you stay in my house, after all." Normally he likes to be able to have a grip on someone's head before mucking around in it, but it's not necessary. And he's getting tired of this odd game of chase.

He goes still and starts trying to weasel his way into Kale's head.

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"Really? I don't remember that."

That doesn't go well at all.

As soon as Kale, or whoever it is that's in control, senses it, there's a backlash in the Force as he tries and shove him right out of the room.

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Tobias grabs hold of Revan's arm as soon as it looks like his old friend is going to fall (Rev always had terrible balance, and it clearly hasn't improved).

"Kale, you're not well," he says calmly.

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Kale doesn't seem to notice him at all. Instead he retreats back into silence and darkness.

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Tobias blinks, a bit confused. "Like he didn't even see me..." he says, and then checks to make sure his stealth generator is turned off. It is.
"Any theories?"

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Trever makes a frustrated noise. "See who? Who was Revan talking to?"

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"Well, now that we have established that both of them are crazy," Revan mutters darkly, accent back with a vengeance, as he rights himself.

He straightens his robes nobley. "So long as he cannot see you, how about you help me with this, hm, Tob'ika? Just like old times."

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He looks uncertainly at Trever. This is going to be difficult to explain later...

"You know I'd rather forget the old times." He sighs. "Fine. You know the signal." Just in case, he activates his stealth generator, disappearing from view completely.

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Trever looks confused, but he steps back to guard the door, so that hopefully, nothing will get pass him.

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"How about you and I just have a talk, mm?" he calls, trying to locate Kale in the Force again. "You seem to remember your brother and your master. What can you tell me of them?"

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He's to the right now, drifting away from him. "You brought them up. You tell me. I was perfectly fine here until you showed up."

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"Perfectly fine? Why did you come here in the first place? And what, pray tell, what you been doing for food?" He brings his arms up to cross over his chest, spreading his fingers as he does so. Good thing he taught Tobias rudimentary Mandalorian hand-signals?

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Tobias follows the signal, rounding about to the right to try to get in behind Kale, since the next signal he'll be getting is to wallop his padawan on the head to try to knock him out.

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When will Revan get it through his head that Kale remembers what he does, and thus knows the hand signals too? Though unseen, he shifts to grasp his lightsabers and at the second hand single he'll try and slice whoever is behind him in two.

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Revan's rather unsure just how much Kale got from him. "You never did answer my questions, boy," he murmurs, giving Kale's mind one or two experimental (and very obvious) prods. Give him something to focus on.

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"It's safe here," Kale says, his voice edgy because he can't sense where Tobias is... or if there really is a Tobias and Revan isn't just crazy.

At the prods, he snarls, lightsaber flicking on as he attacks Revan, "Stay out of my head!"

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Revan flinches back, the lightsaber grazing his forearm. He pulls his short lightsaber and blazes to life in orange to deflect the blade. "Not until I rip those stolen memories from your head!"

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Well, screw the signals apparently. Tobias darts forward and smashes the handle of his vibroblade into Kale's temple.

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Oh, that doesn't go well at all. He lashed out with his 'saber and the Force with a cry of "Don't TOUCH me!" before staggering forward.

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Heck, that didn't work. He curses under his breath and clamps an arm around Kale's neck to put him in a sleeper hold; they need him unconcious so he'll at least stop swinging.

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