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[survivalthroughhate]

"This is Maul. State your business."

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Also always up for backdating anything specific done during events or plots that we weren't able to get to e.g. memshares, shapeshifting into other forms, etc. Just let me know what you'd like to do!

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[survivalthroughhate]

Such an eloquent picture you paint.

[Maul said happily. Perhaps this place would bring their home again the way it had done once before. Then they might be able to witness it together.

Such dark talk should have been alarming or at least raised goosepimples up on Maul's arms but instead he found it soothing in his inebriated state, listening to the tales of home that he'd been deprived of, a child of Dathomir but torn away from his home planet all too soon.

He wheezed just a little as Savage hugged him tight again but this time he let it happen, hugging his brother back a little bit too. The idea of going hunting together appealed to him greatly, something that they could do that they both enjoyed.]

Yeeeesssss, we shall have to do so very soon.

[Maul said, drawing out the first word. He would have suggested doing so right then and there but he wasn't even sure if he could get up. The room seemed to be spinning more than just a little bit.]

[opress]

It's beautiful, brother. There are not many nights I remember quite like that one. It was probably one of the few where I knew that I had been touched by the Winged Goddess as you had.

[Force sensitive, he meant. It had been one of the few times where he had been aware of it because otherwise it was just a feeling or an instinct. A warning of danger, a whisper on the wind or a response in his flesh he couldn't explain. That night, he had felt so alive.

He eased his grip a few moments later, going back into relaxing enough that Maul could breathe again. Not escape, never that. He sighed through his nose and nodding his head. Too bad they couldn't hunt right now, but that would require far more than either of them had in coordination. It also required him letting go of Maul, so no go.]

Yes. We will feast in the forest.

[He yawned and nuzzled Maul's head with his chin. It was with pleasant thoughts of hunting and eating as he once had back on Dathomir that lulled him closer and closer to sleep.]

[survivalthroughhate]

You shall have to tell me more of the Winged Goddess and Fanged God. I was never told many tales of them as a child.

[He would have liked to learn more but so much of his time after being rescued by his brother was taken up with schemes, plotting, and war. Learning about the culture and people he'd been separated from had not been high on the list. Now, here in the place he was determined to make a home for possibly the rest of his life, he felt he finally had the chance to breathe and learn more from his brother.]

Very soon, yes, we will go and triumph over all the beasts there. Your fighting prowess is like no other.

[As soon as Savage began to yawn, Maul began to as well. He couldn't help it, they were contagious. (Which did at least prove that he wasn't a sociopath the way so many people thought.) His eyes fluttered shut and his breathing evened out as he was lulled to sleep in his brother's arms.]

[opress]

Many of our stories are about the Fanged God and Winged Goddess, and great warriors of our clans. [He sighed softly and then snuggled closer to Maul.] The Fanged God is here; I've seen him.

[He yawned again, sensing when his brother just plain went to sleep. He struggled to stay awake, keen to enjoy the closeness with Maul, but he was ultimately unsuccessful in his endeavor. He sighed and drifted off to sleep not long after Maul had, the topic of their heritage and stories letting him have wonderful dreams.]