*Deep-fried Rage* (People who deny the truth are no better than the criminals)

[Verdauga]

Ummmmm.......... -_^

[The Shadow of Korriban]

*Sheev pushes the flames (lighting the massive room) into Verdauga's chest*

[Verdauga]

Kade? You wanna chime in?

Edit:No?

[The Shadow of Korriban]

No help will come. *Palpatine tightens the soil's grasp with the Force*

[Verdauga]

Thanks. I'll keep that in mind when I call for help.


You really want me to fight back? Not right now.

[The Shadow of Korriban]

*The soil starts cutting off blood circulation around Verdauga's wrists*

[Verdauga]

Oi. Stahpit. My hands get cold easily anyway. Stahp.

[The Shadow of Korriban]

*Continues to push the fire into Verdauga's chest*

[Verdauga]

*Uses a water incantation to simultaneously extinguish the fire and wash away the dirty chains.*

Can you, like, not? I like this shirt.

[The Shadow of Korriban]

*Burns his shirt (as well as his chest) from the previously explained fire*

[Verdauga]

Ugh... Now I gotta get a new shirt. You're lucky I have an undershirt.

[The Shadow of Korriban]

*Prepares to fight with a lightsaber*

[Verdauga]

So you gave up Gluttony for Sideous.

*Prepares to fight with a lightsaber*

Can you,...not? It's kinda ungraceful, y'know?

[The Shadow of Korriban]

What method of fighting would you prefer?

[Verdauga]

I'd prefer you stopped, if it's all the same to you, but I'd rather shoot you.

Y'know, an artful way of fighting.