Michael Vereaux
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When they say that this planet is colder than Hoth, they aren't joking. The sky and air around them for the moment was calm but the temperature was something that Sakiharu found very...annoying. Wearing a set of winter clothes of white to match with the snow on the ground, as well as the air around them, he floated a meter above the ground, appearing to be standing in mid-air. He was suppose to be fighting Khavaal today...which in a way, Sakiharu was looking forward to. The only thing he wasn't looking forward to was that there were battle droids.
'Not the ideal icon of a match,' he thought to himself, his arms crossed in front of him, his lightsaber in his right sleeve so that he could simply draw it out in case of anything, which he most certainly would be drawing it some time soon. While waiting for his enemy, he went over what information he had of him. Most recently, at least from what he knew, he had a change of physical appearance, quite literately physical appearance. From the time Sakiharu had seen him last, he was a heap of old flesh. Now he was in a body of some...guy. Sakiharu cared not for that much detail in his enemies. He liked it, just not the useless detail. Looking about as he waited, the winter clothes keeping him warm from the elements, he wondered when the battle droids and Khavaal would be here.
'Not the ideal icon of a match,' he thought to himself, his arms crossed in front of him, his lightsaber in his right sleeve so that he could simply draw it out in case of anything, which he most certainly would be drawing it some time soon. While waiting for his enemy, he went over what information he had of him. Most recently, at least from what he knew, he had a change of physical appearance, quite literately physical appearance. From the time Sakiharu had seen him last, he was a heap of old flesh. Now he was in a body of some...guy. Sakiharu cared not for that much detail in his enemies. He liked it, just not the useless detail. Looking about as he waited, the winter clothes keeping him warm from the elements, he wondered when the battle droids and Khavaal would be here.