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The clash of the sabers illuminated each other's face. Carmilla hissed at the Jedi and revealed her fangs; she attempted to bite his shoulder until he quickly backed away. As he was about to charge back at her, she raised her saber into the air preparing to strike downwards on him...

Seeing the two blades nearly come in contact with one another, Carmilla attempted to swipe his saber towards the right and then towards the ground to disarm the Jedi, but he deactivated his saber and rolled right past her. She turned and watched him scramble his feet, when the concussive blast...

Carmilla held her ground while the Jedi inched his way towards the ship. She could see life essence flowing all around him, and simply waited for him to make his next move. There was no where he could run, nor did he seem like he would. Carmilla could easily track him down if he attempted to...

At this point, Carmilla was merely toying with the Jedi. She halted her assault; the conjured weapon would lose its form and disappear into the air as black mist. The Anzat returned to the ground, facing the Jedi. She didn't see him as a threat anymore, it was like playing with a child...

"Lost... it?" Carmilla responded. She wasn't sure how one could lose the force. From her understanding, everyone maintained the force; it is both what maintains life and is the spiritual embodiment of what she devours. Upon rethinking however, it made sense. Carmilla wasn't able to sense any...

Carmilla was rather surprised that the man was able to dodge her lightning. "Stay still vermin!" She swooped through the air, avoiding the concussive blast and conjured up a sword. Using the force she would send the sword towards the Jedi. Controlled precise strikes would be directed toward's...

Carmilla scratched her head after the stranger whipped out a confusing response. "I assumed you were here to help me since you attacked this man so viciously..." The Anzat raised her index finger "Ah, you must not be a Sith, rather another visitor that was attacked by this man and his allies. In...

Carmilla was equally excited to come to terms as Henezou was. A new thought came across the young Anzat's mind. It could be beneficial to bring the chiss back to Dathomir to be experimented on. Surely the clan mother would be proud. The excitement died down when Henezou whispered something...

Carmilla was taken back by the lack of fear coming from Henezou at first. In fact, the Chiss seemed excited, mentioning blessings from something. A sudden realization came to the Anzat 'Could she be that term mother once refered too... a moron?' The lousy attempt to escape Carmilla's wrath was...

The dry sandy environment of Matou reminded Carmilla of Korriban, it was just much hotter in Matou. She wore her usual outfit, her long revealing red robes and jewelry. Fortunately the Anzat do not feel the effects from the sun as much due to their advanced healing; the Anzat operate much...

A black puff of smoke would form out of thin air within the view of the Jedi. The smoke would slowly form a figure and Carmilla's body slowly materialized. "You must have a good sense as well, I am intrigued. Your essence, the way you viciously attacked that man... you must be a sith!" She...

"Yes it is," Carmilla responded confidently "although it is a bit uncommon." She could sense a sudden shift in tone from Henezou, but was unsure if the hypnotism worked. She could feel the cold stare on the single bead of sweat. Most people who fall under the hypnosis become very relaxed and...

Many minutes passed as the two slowly treaded down the path. Carmilla wondered why the man was walking so slow at first, but it was probably because he couldn't see. Anzat could see better in the dark than a human could. They approached the cargo tug, and the Captain saw what happened Morgan...

While the woman was rather interesting, she wasn't what Carmilla was searching for. She was here to look for an essence full of essence, but instead she stumbles upon a woman with none. However, there was a possibility that this anomaly was a much superior boon. There was something off about...

Carmilla was a bit shaken up, nervous even, that the individual was sitting right by her. As far as she was concerned, it was impossible for a being to have no life essence. Even force-users that were capable of disguising their sensitivity, were unable to rid the presence of their essence...

The city of Coruscant proved to be an overwhelming challenge. Carmilla was not use to this many people being around, and her enhanced senses were quickly overloaded. All noises nearby were amplified, there were too many conversations for her to process. The scent of various species, perfumes...

Throughout history, the Anzati avoided working in large groups. They were a species of vicious hunters, that could blend into any crowd. So why was there a clan of Anzat on Dathomir? They were far from crowded places, and most did not like sharing the precious soup of people's brains. It was...

"Are we there yet?" Carmilla asked to the troopers aboard the transport. They were heading to Paakuni for a mission. Mostly just to scout out the land, and Carmilla was sent just to have more experience on other planets. Being in such a cramped environment bothered Carmilla a lot, she also...

Carmilla looked down at the direction of the voice. "Oh, my apologies," she dropped down to her feet. One would expect a thud, but she landed like a feather. "I have much ignorance of these societies." She took a moment to observe the stranger and a lightbulb clicked in her head. "Dark hair...

"Will I really get to meet the Empress?" Carmilla asked excitingly to Astardes, her Clan Mother. "Possibly, just stay by me, and I told you to not levitate when in public spaces." she quipped at the young Anzat. "Can you feel the large buildup of life essence? If so, keep your proboscises...