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Vincent's vision was red as he charged at Tynian, in his rage he had thrown caution to the wind and saw he was about to defeat the cocky young Jedi. As he reached the boy he swung, and hit nothing. His saber somehow deactivated and then it was over. He felt the hot white blade bite into and...

Vincent was about to hurl the ball of flame at Tynian, when suddenly it blew up his arm and into his face. The heat was intense and very shortly he was ablaze from the waist up. As fast as he could he used the force to quell the flames, leaving him charred, the majority of the top of his...

Vincent was starting to like this Jedi more and more, in a rival kind of way. It was a shame that Tynian was so resiliant to the dark side, he would have made an excellent Sith. Vincent got the impression that the boy would make an excellent apprentice. "Naw,sst I just like shootin' atcha.sst"...

Vincent laughed madly as Tynian taunted him, killing this Jedi would be a shame indeed. If Vincent could turn the boy instead it would likely renew his lease on life and put an end to his dull incessant apathy. He was about to retort when his legs were suddenly forced apart, causing him to...

Vincent scoffed at the Jedi's taunt. "Thought y'all we supposed ta be above name callin'sst" He jabbed back in a mocking tone as Tynian's force attack actually sent his pistol out of his hand as he wasn't expecting it to be swatted at as it was. Then as the Jedi charged him he watched...

Vincent had to admit he was impressed at how simply the Jedi had dealt with his fireball, the calm of the young man showed a level of resolve far greater than most. He had been about to throw another when Tynian threw up a cloud of flames and ash at him, and for once he was thankful for the...

Vincent chuckled deep in his throat, a spund that became garbled and twisted by the device that kept him alive. This boy had strong resolve, this would be fun. As the Jedi ignited his sabers blades Vincent fell into a defensive stance, not unlike the ones Serie always tried to teach the offense...

Vincent stood stock still amongst the carnage and destruction he had wrought, here he had become death. A roll he though suited him quite well. Suddenly he was snapped out of his reverie by a voice, familiar in sound but not in tone. A voice that the last time he had heard was full of resolve...

Upon his arrival at the small Ysanna village Vincent was met with stares, stares that quickly became fearful as he slowly and methodically walked to the center of the village and entered the home of the chief. "Empire needs soldiers,sst Force sensitive or otherwise." He didn't expect his...

- Village Outskirts---Ossus---1200 Hours Galactic Standard Time [/color=transparent] - [/color] Vincent Cross was many things, an ex bounty hunter, a traitor to those Jedi who had called him friend, a Sith Knight and the Second Brother of the Sith Inquisition. He had done much in his life...

Vincent had heard the news but couldn't believe it, Not till he saw the truth of it for himself. But now here he stood, staring at Evandrus' armor on a pyre. He had only really had one brief interaction with the man as a Sith lord, but the rhythmic venting sounds of his breathing apparatus were...

Vincent smiled a sad smile under his helmet as Serie sat down, it had been a long time now since they last spoke. "Serie.sst" He said in responce to her greeting. He could tell something weighed on her heavily, even before his connection to the force had awoken he had been able to pick up on...

Tatooine----2100 Hours Galactic Standard Time here we go Vincent sat in the bar where he and Serie had first talked, just down the street in the karky Tatooine town where she had first whooped him. Back before he had his own force powers and could match the little Nexu, with a sword at least...

Vincent let out a scream as his remaining arm was removed halfway down the bicep, it came out garbled by his mask and as he hit thr ground hard he expected to very shortly be leaving this world. Then he didn't. He sat himself up and eventually stood, awkwardly using just his left arm to...

Vincent growled through his broken mask as he advanced, wheezing heavily at this point. He was becoming dizzy and even more lightheaded due to the lack of breath. So when a whole bunch of water wound up pooled under his feet as he stepped in heavily to make a savage attempt at renoving the...