Male Revan

I'm baaccckkkk!!! With a picture as well :D *grin*

Three of the pivotal characters are undergoing major reconstructive surgery to undo the damage done to them, and the purpose of HK's legs is revealed. You may be surprised by some of their new parts. This is officially the end of Exodus.

Tarre went behind the bar herself and poured a short glass of something brown.

“What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” she replied.

“Pour me one too, while you're at it.”

Trapped beneath Revan, Tol-Mar seeks a way to escape.

The Sith officer turned his rifle to the Duros now, who fell into a terrified silence. “That’s how we Sith deal with smartass aliens! Now you get up against the wall before I lose my temper, again!”

A deadly predator, an experienced Sith Master, and betrayal stand in the way of Kono's ultimate supremacy over the Sith Academy.

Canderous and HK-47 help Kono tie up some loose ends and assure his passage to the tomb of Naga Sadow.

Revan, Bastila, and Carth witness the strength of the True Sith Navy, while Jaden and Canderous battle not just for the survivors of the colony but ultimately for their own lives. How will the first battle of the True Sith War play out?

Revan looked at her. She had not answered, but he could feel words form in her head although she was trying to shield them from him.

Kono retrieves a legendary Sith artifact, and Juhani finds more than she expected in the tomb of Tulak Hord.

In dreams, the line between what is perceived and what is reality are blurred. We never mean to, but in dreams we come to know ourselves so well, everyone else can only be strangers. Then we wake, and the knowledge is gone. The dream is forgotten, and we can only strive to remember what we saw, what we heard, and what was remembered while dreaming. If we could sleep forever, we would. Just slip into that cradle sublime and let it rock us like a helpless child, content to just be until the dream turns to nightmarish reality.

In the semi-darkness he could see the spires clearly, jutting into the Coruscant skyline like a collection of deadly blades. The shadows they cast on the ground below seemed to hide it from view, and Chancellor Dryad found himself wondering if that was the intent of the architects who had originally designed it. He could just make out the figures of the Republic patrol as they walked the perimeter, keeping out the unwelcome. An odd sensation traveled up his spine as he watched them, and with it the distinct feeling that he had made a terrible mistake.

Carth spoke, "I think you were right in that interrogation Saul, the Republic holds no future for me any more. Am I too late to sign up with the Sith?"

Duel between the Sith'ari and Revan.

“If you lose everything as well as your emotional attachment to those things, was it ever really lost?”

Kono enters into a league with Yuthura Ban to kill Academy Master Uthar Wynn.

Viza didn’t move from her bed. Perhaps she realized she didn’t have the strength to stand just yet. “I guess I owe you my life,” she said quietly. “Thanks.”

Nirubu yawned.

"A scattered dream that's like far-off memory" "A far-off memory that's like a scattered dream"
"I want to line the pieces up" "Yours and Mine..." "You the life of the force and me the death of it..."
(Revan and Exile)

Landing on Korriban, Kono makes a first impression that enrages the inexperienced Sith students.

You know how people feel the need to do the game plot over with their own original twists? Yeah, I’m doing that. F!Revan and M!Revan – you’ll see.

The last time they had ambushed the Laharan convoy all three warning blasts hit the thin skinned freighter, tearing her open. It got the job done, the crew were killed instantly as the hull decompressed, blast doors of little use when so much of the hull is exposed to vacuum, but it also meant that the prize crew needed to work for several days in spacesuits, welding and patching in order to get the ship ready to stand a trip through hyperspace.

One man's weakness is another man's strength. A one shot of a Mandalore teaching a Jedi.

“I spent the last month running anti-viral meds through the Vargas quarantine,” I told her. “Got at least a dozen crates through the blockade, and I sold them at a loss. I probably saved thousands of lives.”

I knew that didn’t make up for the things he–I–had done. But nothing would. Didn’t it mean something that I wasn’t taking over the galaxy again? They’d given me a medal for that before everything went to hell. It was hanging on the navboard of my hauler, right next to the Deralian dreamcatcher.

That and a fifty-cred chip might get me a caffa on Corulag. Maybe.

Revan knows he's not supposed to feel fear. That hasn't ever helped.

Revan realizes too late that by killing Malak, he also killed his best friend.

Revan has disappeared a week before Carth's wedding. Unseen enemies seek to lure him out. Friend and Foe alike seek to know if the Dark Lord has recovered his memory.

He then turned his attention to the other droid, which was putting up a good fight with Bastila. Nashru and Bastila began to close in on it, but before they could get any closer, another weapon popped out of the droid's side. Flames leapt from the droid and Nashru barely had time to jump back out of the way. That thing had a flamethrower! Nashru checked to see if Bastila was okay, and saw that she had back flipped out of the flamethrower's range. But now they couldn't get near the droid. And its shield was still up.

Nashru made himself comfortable in the co-pilot's seat of the Ebon Hawk as it sat in the docking bay of the Jedi enclave. Through the transparisteel window, he could see Jedi calmly walking in different directions, basking in the golden sunlight that poured down on them. Nashru found the place very relaxing and peaceful, especially after experiencing the chaotic life of Taris.

Chapter two of Dark and Light United. The showdown between Jedi and Sith begins. But could there possibly be a worse enemy lying in wait?