04-05-2016, 09:50 PM
Revan like to think that she was a good judge of character, and if that assumption was correct, these people didn't take too kindly to her presence. The tall blonde warrior, Thor was his name, threw supposedly discreet suspicious glances her way. He didn't trust her, and if Revan was honest, which she usually was, she didn't care. Let him have his doubts. Keep him on his toes.
"I have a name, you prick. It's Revan." Revan removed her mandalorian mask whilst continuing to speak, her eyebrows drwn tight and her lips pursed. " It was almost great to meet you." The young Sith threw a sneer to the warrior, making her disdain clear. This man made Revan's blood boil. She knew she would dread this time stuck in a vehicle with him.
She threw off her robes, throwing them in the back of the truck, baring her skin-tight black outfit, and the silver weapon hilt attached to her hip. Her right arm was encased in a light armor, from the shoulder down to her fingertips, tapering into claws.
"Lets kill a dragon."
"I have a name, you prick. It's Revan." Revan removed her mandalorian mask whilst continuing to speak, her eyebrows drwn tight and her lips pursed. " It was almost great to meet you." The young Sith threw a sneer to the warrior, making her disdain clear. This man made Revan's blood boil. She knew she would dread this time stuck in a vehicle with him.
She threw off her robes, throwing them in the back of the truck, baring her skin-tight black outfit, and the silver weapon hilt attached to her hip. Her right arm was encased in a light armor, from the shoulder down to her fingertips, tapering into claws.
"Lets kill a dragon."