#gravefandango

❝ have you ever thought about how DELICATE a balance is? ❞

Revan had seen plenty of strange things in this inexplicable City. He’d already taken to simply walking and looking. Sightseeing, as it were, like a tourist. He’d always liked to learn about a new world, but here, things weren’t quite so simple. This place was quite unlike any other.

But so far, at least, most things were fairly simple. The vehicles had wheels and ran on foul-smelling liquids, but they were vehicles. The people dressed in strange and unique ways, and had such a variety of weapons that HK-47 would’ve been frothing at his speakers, if he were here. (And if he could frothe.) But they were still people.

The figure that caught his eye was… not so much a person. It might’ve been, once, but likely long ago. He didn’t need a connection to the Force, any kind of power, to feel nearly crushed by the immense wave of sadness he felt just by looking at this… this thing.

Perhaps it was only himself, his imagination. But this, whatever it was, felt to Revan like a piteous creature. Horrendous and misshapen, yes, and huge if he gauged that hunched tangle correctly. Dangerous, quite likely. And a twisted remnant of a faraway land, something broken by a fate well beyond its own power.

He felt drawn to it - rather literally, because he’d stepped right into traffic without looking, crossing the street slowly and deliberately. He never looked away from the beast, not even as cars whizzed past within feet or screeched to a sudden halt, horns blaring indignantly. Revan stopped a few feet away, just on the white cement, still just staring at it.

Revan had done more than his share of cruel, horrible things in his own time. Ended more lives than he could begin to count, and tortured plenty more. Some for good reasons, some because they stood in his way, and - in all true honesty - some just for the pleasure of ending a specific life.

But those were (in most senses) the worst things that he had ever done. He hadn’t ever done something like… this to another being. He never had, never would. Never could.