Join Date: Jul 2006
Location: hhhmmm....where do I live?...I cant remember!
Otak stared at the lady for a moment, then with some in-mask fiddling he activated his voice mimicry system, which could be activated without the wristpanel, and used without it too, though it was like trying to type with your teeth. Luckily that's where dexterous mandibles come in handy.
After some time a monotonous voice came from his suit systems, "I, am, o-taa-k-tay, I can, under, stand, basic, I can't, speak, it." The voice was chopped up as usual, and it pronounced his name rather poorly.
More time, and fiddling and the voice spoke again, "I, promise, not to, kill, you, if you let me, sit up, and, use my, wrist, pan-el, to, type," Otak turned to look at the cocky man, then back to Raze, "I, can't say, I won't, kill, him, I'd advice, that, he, leave, before, you, release, me." Came the rest of the phrase. He waited with slight amusement to see how this, 'Raze', would react.
"But in you...I see the potential to see the Force die, to turn away from its will..."
"You are beautiful to me, exile. A dead spot in the Force, an emptiness in which its will might be denied."
"But no Jedi ever made the choice you did. To sever ties so completely, so utterly, that it leaves a wound in the Force..."
"I would have killed the galaxy to preserve you...You are more precious than you know..."-now...it's verbatim!-A quote from Darth Traya (Kreia)