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Cremek very quickly recollected himself after his little crisis, as the.. did it matter what they were, advanced, cremek would hold his hilt downwards, waiting for the right moment.. cremek ignites his brilliant orange saber, the flat katana like blade howling, the sound of a krayt dragons pearl...

"Oh no, I just wanted to die on m-" Cremeks response was cut off, as his limbs contorted, and the delightful wrath of the dark lord was brought upon him, HAHA YES! he couldn't help but let out a scream of pain, excruciating, delightful, pain! he hadn't felt like this since he was but a...

Cremek was waiting to be brought before the throne room, still wearing the same cruel smile he always did, even if there were, despite the horrible treatment, and loss of his armor, he would not beg, after all, those who begged for their mercy were always, always, too weak to deserve it, such...

Cremeks heart begins to pound, he was there, all over again on prakith, the spirit invading his mind and being about his darkest fears, his most hollow regrets, that he had hoped to find solace in insanity from!.. Cremek did not experience fear like most would, no, no, no, Cremeks voluntary...

cremek remained silent, not that he didn't have anything to say, it's just that there was a near religious reverence for the sheer history of this place that simply left him in awe, for the briefest of moments, the man who cremek used to be before his descent into a blood crazed path of insanity...

Cremek would re adjust his helmet, seemingly calming down, he brushed himself off, like he didn't just take a nice few blows "Man.. got me all dirty.. Trandoshans." He said that last part with a mix of humor, he had a fun time of it. "Right, be seeing you." With that, cremek decided to GTFO...

cremek listened in his cell, feeling the back of his neck.. and so it was over, lord raze had fallen, such a pity... the creator of his.. gift.. was no more.. at least.. that's what the news says.. he wondered how his.. kin.. at the blood grounds were taking this.. would his fellow exalted...

"oh well... that was one hell of a show.." cremek blinked under his visor. turning to the others he simply shrugged, what was he supposed to do?.. huh?.. kriffing feel sorry for a malfunctioning droid?..

The fight begins, cremek using his smaller size to his advantage to dodge the now frenzied fighter, why indulge in fists and claws when the force was ones ally? Hell.. why not indulge in both? Passively, gently, cremek would begin to drain the fighter of his life, oh.. poor thing.. the fight...

"holy shit..." Cremek just watched in the background as this went down. Sighing there was no use, of shit went south for him he was getting the fuck out of here.. "This oughta be good.."

just a little bit closer... cmon... cmon.... those tie droids we're gonna be mincemeat, he wanted to be sure he didn't miss his mark! "you know what, skirata, I can respect that, someone who doesn't let threats get to them makes a fine warrior indeed..I hope we can get alon-" It was now...

Unfortunately for the crew, where they landed was god knows how far from the launchpad cremek was at, it would have taken him at least an hour to get there. cursing to himself, he immediately goes to make plans for their rescue if needed, moving to the ship. ooc: thread exit attempt, not much...

Cremek shuddered, this shit was getting scary. "You know what.. fuck this.. why not just torch the station?.." Cremek said out loud, sighing to himself "I don't think they care that much.." He turned to the others with him

Meanwhile, poor cremek was just sitting on the transport, the pilot continues to keep close to the rest of the force, but Cremek was essentially useless until they could land, he sighs, sitting down cross legged like a child, taking out a romance novel, ninjas of love, it was beyond cheesy, and...

cremek would turn, glaring as the door closed shut behind the party, how annoying... just look at them.. how pathetic.. look how they huddle together like animals in fear of what's happening.. well.. that should end soon enough.. cremek thought to himself, their childlike fears mean nothing...

"do so, or don't, it won't change anything when i'm finished here." he looked down at the people as they went about their business, unaware of the looming darkness that was about to befall them, oh boy.. he was going to feast on their suffering tonight.. all he would need to do was bide his...

Cremek sighs, looking at all these misfits and outcasts, at least there was two people he had worked with before.. maybe there was some competence here after all.. Cremeks mandalorian visor betrayed no emotion as he remains silent, just watching the scene. @yall

It was now cremek decided to speak, motioning his hand for the one who ignited the shoto (@Mythos). "Oh turn that off before you hurt yourself.." He said dismissively, like he was a annoying child playing with a dangerous toy. The mandalorian moved, he was a professional, professionals...

Out of sheer boredom, cremek was playing elevator music on the transport intercom, before returning to mandalorian coms. <We're seriously not doing this are we?" I happen not to be suicidal thank you very much! Well I am suicidal, but I would prefer to die in a epic battle on the ground."> He...

Amongst the folk arriving here was cremek, the ronin had different motives to arriving here, mostly because he wanted to steal the information stored here for house varsuuth, but he figured he would help deal with this machine that has gone rouge along with these other folk, mostly to get it out...