"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
"You don't seem to agree much with this grand rebellion you fight so hard for."
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
"I agree with its principles, and some of its methods. But it's far better than being on the side of the Separatists."
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
"The Empire." He corrected. "I'll give you that one, just about anything would be better than being an Imperial rat." He glared down at their prisoner who was idly staring at the floor.
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
Tarkin huffed; he knew they were the Empire. He was just still adjusting to that fact. "You see my point, then. And the Rebellion are the only ones who seem to be doing anything about the Empire, so of course I'm going to be joining up with them."
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
"If only I could get past the fact that you're still ruled by arrogant greedy old fools..." He sighed, putting on an air of disappointment. "Then maybe your rebellion be worth joining."
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
Tarkin ignored that, gesturing towards a hill. "Camp is just over there."
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
He walked up the hill, no longer glancing over his should just keeping close attention on Tarkin's every move.
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
At the sound of their approach, the boy had come out of the tent and stood with his blaster ready. "What's going on, sir?" he asked warily. "Did they take you prisoner?" "We're in the midst of a negotiation," Tarkin replied. "This is Sev Fraid, a young cadet and, it's been said, a master tracker."
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
The boy was short and lanky, with protruding ears and military-cut hair. He frowned at Sirejj. "Are they safe, sir? Are they secure?" "One of them is a guest. The other is secure." Tarkin came up to him. "You've done enough for one night. Go to sleep; I'll take first watch." "But what--" "That's an order." Sev stared at him, then at Sirejj, then stalked back into the tent.
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
"Where's the best place to put the prisoner?" Sirejj asked, ready to not be holding him anymore.
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
Tarkin strode to a large box and opened it. Inside was a small arsenal. He sorted through it and picked up small pistol-like blaster. "Hold him still."
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
Sirejj held him still but tried not to stand directly behind him. The prisoner squirmed. "Now wait a minute!" He said, and tried for a moment to break free.
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
Tarkin fired quickly, at the prisoner's neck. A small red dart flew out.
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
