"Why do you hate yourself?"
“And why do you hate yourself?” Xerra simply mirrored the question.
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"Why do you hate yourself?"
“And why do you hate yourself?” Xerra simply mirrored the question.
“We’re going to need a lot of bullets.”
“You think?” He snarled out as he gripped his lightsaber tightly, “What we need is a plan --- I already lost one lightsaber in this. I am not going to lose my other to--- it’s going to take me weeks to find the parts again.”
"may the odds be ever in your favor."
“Oh, what an elaborate way of getting around the ‘your survival probability is mostly nil’ talk!”
Xerra’s remark was sarcastic, although the words weren’t laced with any malice… if one could consider her smile as such.