I hate to WIP, but...
This is what the better part of an hour of me throwing ideas at the wall to see what sticks produces. It’s torturing me. I might yet scrap the whole thing. Spoilers for the SWTOR Shadow of Revan expansion.
Ruth categorically rejects “Revan”‘s claims. Review videos: could someone who has drunk the Kool-aid make it this far still believing the Emperor might protect the Empire? She ran off on orders before Ziost.
I can't protect you.
Yavin, called away, secretly wants to avoid the treason - does she admit what he does to her? Does she call this fight hopeless in front of the coalition? Has it become treason yet?
Masks! Half truths! The Jedi want him dead. Is that our criterion for action now? Take off mask, lines remain Never presume to tell me what the Emperor has done. I have touched that darkness. Yawn. So have I. And I, unlike some people who shall remain Wrathless, had the conversation about bad touch after.
Look me in the eye, Marr, and tell me our Empire was built on fewer bones than this. I have fought your war. I have protected your heroes. Must I submit to your strategies? Will that satisfy your lust for war? Your appetite for watching Sith backbiting?
Ruth, Marr stare. He draws. Not today, Marr. I have someplace to be. If you wish to assault the foundations of the galaxy while I'm away, well, that's between you and whatever force you believe in.
You were getting misty. The entire planet was misty. That proves nothing. I guess I never thought before that moment that you could be sick of it. I wanted to shake some sense into you. If you were sick of it, why not help us end it?
Tell me the Empire has a bright future without its Emperor. Tell me it will turn into a magical candyland where all our dreams come true. Tell me justice begins with just one more execution.
Oh, my Force, does she always talk like this? Only when her master comes up. I think he did something to her. A curse of bombast? Creative. I'm simply dying to know the details. But outside these tantrums the Wrath doesn't talk to me, and the Emperor, well. Even the most economical use of torture will kill a captured agent eventually, if he in-sists on not telling me how to get an audience. Gith sidled away.
Niral, you're debating the stream while the river is rolling. Think of the future. Alliances. Empty thrones, though I wouldn't be surprised if you were the one woman living who doesn't envision her own ass in it. The future is here. In cooperation. Did you bargain with her, Satele? Mind the cultural nuances in that contract. Better yet, burn it once you’re done with her. You’ll find Master Shan has no need of such theatrics. We deal...honorably. If a transaction is honor you’re the greatest hero of them all. And if it isn’t, you will see a reckoning, Jora Mei. I will not join your collection. I will not join your crusade. I didn't ask you to. That you were proud, I knew. That you weren't chosen for your intelligence, I knew. But that you would throw away your life in service to a being whose sole intent is to use you until you die... You're only angry because you wanted to use me instead. My point stands.
No, Jora Mei isn't that angry
Who is the greater monster?
?