<div class="floatright">(http://pre06.deviantart.net/dbb6/th/pre/f/2015/355/f/a/comm___miri_xen_by_upshdragoon-d9ky90b.png)</div><div class="floatright"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Without Suit. NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://pictures.hentai-foundry.com/o/Obhan/200541/Obhan-200541-SWTOR_Rattataki_Pinup.jpg/)</div></div></div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Kittani Auqom<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Assembly Hall<br/><strong>Actions:</strong><br/><br/><br/>Kittani dips her head in a small nod towards Liz'sah. "Truth. Sad the dream shows not the fighter's controls as we've no idea if they're manually firing or not. It could be a... what do the Master's call it? A Ghost of the Force?" Her head dips slightly and while nothing clear comes from her there's a crackling buzz from her mask as she mutters several variations below her breath.<br/><br/>The comments from Cinjin and Zora draw her attention, the crackle of a harsh snort echoing out. "Soft. There's enough foulness there to make home seem bright and cheery." She leans in towards the hunter and the healer, head tilted and arms on her waist. "You saw what it does to those around it. And you wish to close in and TALK?"