"That's -erm not how it works."

"The emperor chose me."

"Emperor Evarnik. Very powerful man. Very much a homebody. I make sure the galaxy's more... expansive laws are upheld so he can work in peace."

"Now why would you need permission for a medical procedure hmm?"

"We're from the other side of a portal that's been sealed for 3,000 years, so most people haven't. But that is also why our empire has grown so strong. No opposition."

"A handful of old-school Jedi don't count as a threat."

"You sure you want to out yourself like that?"

"Do you tell her what time you eat breakfast too? Certainly you have your own life."

"I have many offices. If I remember where they are or what the codes are to get in is another matter."

"If she would like some sithspawn to release as well, I'm pretty sure my sister has some around somewhere."

"You sound rather attached for a Jedi."

"And where's yours? Buried under mounds of rubble on a world you couldn't save? You're practicing without any proof yourself."

"The answer is: I have 904 sithspawn and I can't tell you where they are, but I'm willing to ship them to you."

" 'No' in Jedi means yes."

"Jedi are very confusing, always saying the opposite of what they mean."

A nice quiet evening in with a good holobook and a- *BOOM*

Physically sound. The same can't be said for someone else.

Poetry, like... kriff. Kark. Burn it all. Who has time for silly wordy mind games anyway? Not Eqatel, that’s for sure.

“Can we all shut up now?”

//Had to remake a couple of accounts. Go follow Sith Army & Zenra or suffer.