The second Darth Jadus grabbed him, fear and discomfort shockwaved through him again, making his skin itch. It was amplified because everything else felt so dead, though the Sith had always had a powerful aura. He wanted to pull away. He knew that he couldn't, so he exhaled, and tried to focus his senses elsewhere.
"At least take my shoulder. I don't want to be dragged around by my arm," he said. If Darth Jadus wanted to guide him, that would be more efficient, anyway. Though why he wanted to guide him was a mystery. Most Sith would just leave him behind if he was useless, abandon anyone who might hold them back. He must have a plan.
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Date: 2019-12-08 03:11 am (UTC)"At least take my shoulder. I don't want to be dragged around by my arm," he said. If Darth Jadus wanted to guide him, that would be more efficient, anyway. Though why he wanted to guide him was a mystery. Most Sith would just leave him behind if he was useless, abandon anyone who might hold them back. He must have a plan.