Astroara woke up, returning to her normal form. She tried to stand, but only collapsed, hitting the ground with a dull thud. Pain seared through her body. She didn't want to move, to think... But she was thinking. Her brother was still alive, out there somewhere. And Granta Omega could help her find him.
Granta Omega... He was supposed to be dead. The man could change his appearence in a flash. The first time Astroara had met him he was Tancil Herlur, a charming young man who cared for Pharls. The second time he was Andrey Thearan, a bounty hunter with many scars. The third and forth times he were completely different people. He was a master of disgiuse. It was almost impossible to tell who he could be. And this man was the only one who could help her.
Ooc: Happy Dude, I have to admit, you're very predictable. Its kinda getting annoying, too. All you do is fight and say stuff like "Join the dark side or die," or "Ha, you pathetic jedi, blah, blah, blah..." It makes the RP boring. Maybe you should try doing something a bit different.
I'm sorry if I've angered you, its just a suggestion.