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Renn Versiou

A Young Adult Force user, full of conflicting emotions

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Vejisama

Description

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PERSONAL

NAME: Renn Versiou
NICKNAMES: Stranger
ALIASES: Savage Hunter
DATE OF BIRTH: 19 BBY
PLACE OF BIRTH: Lyraessan ; Ahrila
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Wing City ; Terra

PHYSICAL

ETHNICITY: Caucasian
HAIR COLOR: Obsidian
EYE COLOR: Blue [tinged with Sith discoloration]
HEIGHT: 5'11"
WEIGHT: 170 lbs
BIRTHMARKS/SCARS: Left & Right Eye

CALLING

OCCUPATION: Wandering Je'daii.
JOB DESCRIPTION: Wandering Keeper of the Peace.
SKILLSET: Several

FAMILY

FATHER: Daegon Versiou (Deceased)
MOTHER: Amaara versiou (Deceased)
SISTER(S): Ari & Nisa (Deceased)
BROTHER(S): Leiran Versiou (Unknown)
OTHER FAMILY: None

DETAILED DESCRIPTION

Renn stands at around five foot and eleven inches with broad shoulders. His figure is somewhat lanky, though he does maintain a casual routine that keeps him in decent shape. He has long, near obsidian, tresses. Depending on the day, it can be pulled back in a ponytail, or it can lay wild around his face and shoulders, if not tucked under his cowl. He's known to wear onyx robes complimented in blue and gold with old, white, Jedi robes underneath. Fitted to both arms and his legs are his old sith greaves that he once owned, as well as a shoulder guard on his right. He wears onyx pants, matching his cloak, with boots fit for combat.

Personality

His life has been nothing but strife; his years spent crossing the threads of existence on fleet feet. Tiptoeing the boundaries of heaven and hell, he's come no closer to achieving inner piece than he had as a child. With this in mind, his manners and means to an end are swift and without remorse, despite his compassion for all life.

Though driven by the Light; his fist embodies all the savagery of The Dark Side. And this is why he's a dangerous man to encounter. His brutality can be a hindrance, swiftly casting him into the embrace of The Dark Side. To achieve his ends, he has been known to question those of the Light; and furthermore, should they impede his goal, they'd find themselves on the wrong end of his saber blade as well...

TRAITS: Silent, Blunt, Cynicism
DISORDERS: Antisocial, Temperament
ADDICTIONS: None
LIKES: Reading, Solitude, Meditation
DISLIKES: Sith, Attitude, Question Dodging
QUIRKS: Tends to chew on small objects, such as tooth picks, etc.

Scarred as a youth, his demeanor has always embodied a schizoid disorder like aura. Secluded and detached from all but his closest of allies, he opens himself to very few, opting to remain guarded in case of further loss. Granted he can show compassion when his walls have been brought down, it is few and far in between; a sense of fear building when he realizes his growing proximity to others. This is why he's never taken any on his journey's, preferring his droids instead.

It should be noted that there lay a great confliction inside which allows him to be one with the Light and yet still brush his fingers along the veil that is The Dark Side.

Equipment

COMBAT PROWESS:

Trained by his father as a young child, and then by both Sith and Jedi Masters, Renn is exceptional in close quarters, hand to hand, combat. Though despite his vast knowledge in such combat, his less than impressive physic doesn't allow for extended bouts of such physical conflict. He's, therefore, spun his style into more defensive, momentum based, arts moreso using the opponents weight and motion against them.

FORCE:

Renn's Force abilities are vastly staggering. His capacity to tap into, and harness, the force is nigh unfathomable. With his talent alone, he's pulled off miraculous feats that Jedi and Sith, both, have marveled at. It was because of this that his defection from the Empire has labelled him a very viable, and volatile, threat. He's been known to pluck space craft out of the sky and crush AT-ST'S and AT-AT's. It's even been said he's lifted buildings from their very foundation. He could very well, arguably, be the most powerful force user that has lived. A force incarnate.

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His lightsabers are his primary tools. Two that he carries upon him at all times. Having swapped crystals over the years, both offer vermilion colored beams that cleave through objects with ease. Both crystals, unstable, taint the blades with vicious arcs of unstable energy; akin to a glowing lightning storm.

The initial go to blade he calls forth is the blue hilted saber he designed under the tutelage of his Master Jedrid. But should he need the second, he calls for his old Sith Masters saber; having modified it a bit though it retains its ominous appearance through the redesign.

A third is one taken from his father upon death. An intricate, yet simple as well, saber blade, its blade would forever shine a brilliant blue. A testament to his fathers connection with the lightside and a stark contrast to his own two that would forever glow red.

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Taken from a fell Sith who'd been in pursuit of him following his defection of the Empire, this Sith Sword was something Renn had never truly witnessed before. The blade itself can withstand blows from Lightsaber, as well as can they absorb Force Lightning and hurtle it back two-fold upon contact with the blade. They as well seemingly, over a period of time, can enhance the power of the wielder, plunging them further into darkness until they become a walking nexus of darkside power. Thankfully, because of his nature, Renn constantly uses it to test his limits on walking the fine line betwixt Light and Dark.

ARMOR PLATING:

Renn has an impressive collection of armor plated gear that rests on both his arms and legs. Gloves and guantlets adorn his hands and forearms when necessary, complete with impressive armor plating that rests atop those, strapped to his arms. His legs share the same plating. His shoulder piece adorns the shoulder he typically thrusts with, adding blunt force impact to his shoulder charges. His boots, upon the ankles, share the same plating whilst the soles of his boots are fitted with metal prongs for traction, or to gore individuals who he feels the need to forcefully step on. These pieces, though, are typically for combat scenariors or when fresh out of them. Otherwise he wears less combat savvy gear.

ImageEBONY RAVEN:

While amongst the usual cesspool of filth within Wing City, many a figure take to gambling as a past time. Those who find themselves susceptible crop up at many a turn. It so happened that during an outing, Renn found himself among a table of traders, smugglers, and journeymen. Asked to join in a game, he offered up his minor take in credits. As the game wore on, his luck continued to grow until the stakes became himself, and the smugglers ship. Ultimately, he won; the man irate and unconscious shortly thereafter.

Designed for smuggling humans, it held a spacious back hold; while the quarters up front were perfect for travel, comfort in mind. The dark style of the ship happened to be a specific advantage to avoid being spotted; as well as it's cloaking and masking capabilities allowing for complete avoidance of detection.

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Renn's personal probe droids. Usually a handful of them reside in his ship on travels; used to scout out planets he lands upon for certain items or individuals. They possess limited weaponized capabilities; a single blaster port that allows them to fire single bursts.

History

Years before the gears of The Empire finally churned to life; Palpatine claiming his seat of power, there happened The Great Jedi Purge. Born of powerful force sensitive parents who'd rescinded their duties to the order in fear for their lives, and their childrens, they made their home upon a backwater planet hoping to escape the vile acts that had befallen their compatriots.

As Renn grew, it became increasingly obvious that their days of hiding wouldn't last for long. Though young, the boy could sense the anxiety and worry that poisoned his parents. Confused, he did what he could to bring joy to their lives.

Born with an immediate connection to the force; vastly superior than many of lore, his parents taught him early. Learning well under his parents, he became gifted in the simple basics of it.

Shortly thereafter, a close ally of the family made their arrival on the planet, pleading that they leave for The Empire had detected them and had plans to end their lives; as all remnants of the order were still being systematically hunted and purged. With no other choice, they chose to send the children with the woman who knew of a planet with it's own forces capable of withstanding The Empire.

It was as this was happening that a Sith Warrior made his presence, swiftly leaping into the scene and ending his mothers life at that moment. Turning on his heel, the twin sibling daughters were crushed mercilessly with The Force before he turned to contend with Renn's father. Though young, the boy knew exactly what he'd witnessed. And in that hollow void he forever carried a grudge.

It was upon Terra that Renn grew under the guidance of the woman who'd been his savior; his parents gone and the Sith who'd killed his family long gone. As he grew, the boy struggled with his capabilities, wanting to learn more to avenge his blood. Time and time again, he was put to silence by the woman who warned him of such thoughts, explaining that such would take him down the path of the Dark Side.

But as the short years continued on, he saw his fair share of figures come and go from Terra; one figure in particular. Sith were figures not to be trifled with, but even they made their presence known at times. And it was at this point that the boy sought out the Sith. Finding that the Mira Luka had already slain his master sometime before, he was taken under and broken.

Years passed under Vollus' instruction; Renn becoming a powerful apprentice. Using the hate, and malice, in his heart bestowed upon him via his past, no obstacles stood in his path. Targets were slain without remorse, and soon he became a bane to those set to establish a rebellion; as was another vile force user out in the wide galaxy.

But it was when he found himself face to face with the guardian who'd raised him for years, his will faltered. She was the last remnant of his past. Of his family. The only thing he had left. Unable to snuff out that last light, he fell into hiding.

For some time, he remained beneath the radar, but eventually returned to Wing City upon Terra; there was no place else for him. Within the city, he returned to his life with his guardian, helping to support her anyway he could. Knowing full well Vollus could, at any time, slay them both, he did his best at keeping them untraceable. Soon, though, he came to encounter a beautiful woman. Her name happened to be Daiyu Zhen, and she belonged to a Jedi Master that appeared to be upon the planet.

Her attitude was less than appealing, but it was that nature, and the driven force she possessed, that lured him him. She was well aware of her seductive charms and used them to draw him in. Knowing full well of his force sensitivity, she presented him to the Jedi; and despite his own self emanating protests. He'd been under the eyes of a Sith Lord. Why would he even think to step into such a hallowed position?

Against his inner judgement, he became a student. Though not a youth, he was welcomed by the Master Jedrid D' Angouleme, a Twi' Lek. A survivor of The Great Purge, he'd managed to escape death on multiple occasions since the dawn of that order. Under his tutelage, Renn became even more adept than he had been previously. His connection with the force was strengthened and given clarity. The old shoddy lightsaber he'd owned before was replaced with a brand new construct designed through meditation. Sporting a blue beam, he did well in his training with both his Master, and Daiyu.

Moving forward, Renn had accomplished his trials and was well on his path to becoming a Master himself. But in an instant of sheer unpredictability, Darth Vollus made his return apparent. Tasked with hunting down the Twi' Lek, Jedrid, he came upon them at their most vulnerable. Spying Renn, he instantly called the boy out, claiming his allegiance to the Dark Side had yet to end. Ridiculing him for his decision, he berated the young man until Renn was a mess of emotion and uncertainty.

In the midst of the attack as Vollus dueled Jedrid, young Daiyu took her chance to help her Master despite Jedrid's protests that they flee. Ensnared by the force, Vollus took no displeasure in crushing her throat until breathing was no longer possible. Discarding her body to the side, Renn finally snapped from his frozen state. Leaping into action, he claimed both his saber, and Daiyu's, and retaliated; vengeance his cause. Having lost yet another cherished figure, one whom he'd developed feelings for, he became hostile and unhinged, striking with such volatile savagery it stunned even Vollus. Goading the boy with taunts that he should embrace the emotion, strike fierce without reprieve and compassion, he was interrupted as Jedrid, too, intervened yet again.

With a flick of his wrist, Renn was sent careening across the floor only to strike the wall. Semi-conscious, he watched as Vollus swiftly ended Jedrid's life; force lightning arcing through his body before he was gored with the lightsaber and ultimately beheaded in the end. Coming to as Vollus made his way to him, Renn's screams could finally be heard piercing the silence. Unable to contain his emotions, his connection with the force became astounding as he brought the building in on itself, steel beams brought down to impale Vollus before the rest of the establishment rained down.

Escaping what he'd perceived to be his coffin, he realized he'd been lucky, only suffering injury to his shoulder and leg. Limping to safety, he collapsed, only to awaken sometime later under the care of his guardian yet again.

It was then that his choice had been made. He was to purge the Sith. Knowing it may not fully be the Jedi way, it was the only way to prevent such pain being spread throughout the cosmos. Such pain never needed be felt again. It would be his mission from then on out...

As the years went on, his mission continued; his ability to own his own ship adding to his cause. Wing City was a putrid locale, but a very resourceful pit. It wasn't hard to earn credits. He came to own his own craft, designed his own probe droids, and made sure to return to Vollus' burial location and retrieve the fallen Sith's lightsaber for his own use. Now with all he needed, his journey across the Galaxy had become typical; returning every so often to visit his Guardian Reno, his thanks always given upon seeing her. It was finally with his path set that she bestowed onto him his fathers old lightsaber, feeling he now had earned the right to hold it.

And his mission would still continue...never fully finished; a certain Sith individual cemented into his memory. The one whom took his family being the utmost important one to claim.

So begins...

Renn Versiou's Story

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A hooded figure slowly strode his way down the streets of Wing City, his crafty spacecraft left in a concealed location. His slow, silent, strides carried him throughout the city whilst his eyes continuously searched about, mapping out the cities layout. Out of the many planets he'd visited in his time, this one was far from familiar. Tiring of traversing the dark void of space, he'd come to stop upon this planet for drink.

...He wasn't aware that it would be so...primitive, in a sort of sense. Then again, not all planets he'd come across were blessed with such advanced technology.

Finally, as he came across Gambit's, which by intellect alone, he assumed as the local bar...due to drunken idiots spilling out in random intervals. He slowly strode his way up to the door, peeking his cerulean optics from his hood and glances about once more before choosing to enter quietly.

Once inside, his brow slightly quivers beneath its hood at the many within. Big night obviously, or so it seemed. Without a peep, he makes his way to the bar counter, wondering if there happened to be a tender present. Instead, a technological peripheral appears before his face wanting his order. Well, okay...Technology wasn't absent, but it surely wasn't outstanding. Placing in his order, he awaits a few short moments for his drink to arrive. In the meantime, he adjusts his position and blatantly gazes out across the floor, staring at a few beings here and there. Nothing too unusual for him, aside from the lack of extra-terrestrials he was usually accustomed too.

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Renn Versiou received his drink rather shortly thereafter. Slowly, he turns to face the counter once more, noting the various beings within the bar. Now, after studying, he did suddenly notice a strangeness aloof within the establishment. Something he was very unfamiliar with. The beings were far different than he had figured they would be. In fact, upon noticing a being shift from creature into man...he was utterly convinced he'd stumbled upon a new planet with unknown races upon it. He'd certainly never wandered across them before...

"Odd..." He softly utters under his breath before summoning the glass to his hand. As it slowly trembled, the liquid surface of the drink quivered ever so gently before stirring further as it skittered across the bars counter-top. Reaching his hand, he gently lifts it to his lips before sipping a small amount. A few swishes within his mouth and he then goes for another, larger, sip. Wonderful, there wasn't anything wrong with it.

A few more sips, and he turns his attention upon the rest of the bar once more, simply musing over the people within it, wondering what of their origins, as well as the planets, and further debating the mysteries of life...and if they would ever cease.

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Renn Versiou made sure to keep a wary eye on a strange patron, oddly enough the strange one whom had shifted upon entrance, and studied him slightly from behind the darkness of his hood. Cerulean eyes used peripheral vision, not directly looking upon him, but seemingly viewing him from the side of his vision.

'Strange man...' He could only think as he lifted his drink to his lips once more. 'A tendency for violence in this place? It wouldn't surprise me...' He then further ponders, shifting his sights onto other people.

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Renn Versiou had continued in his leisurely 'break' from piloting, and instead remained at the counter, concealed in his robe and hood, and continued to slowly work his drink down until its end. Upon that moment, he deliberated for a moment, and then ordered a second.

"...Hn, rowdy place...Just as I assumed." he mutters, before falling silent upon his ears picking up words along the lines of "Question" and then he listened intently, hearing out the rest of the sentence. Though he dare not look in that direction, he slowly leeched out with his mind in complete concentration to focus on who had entered, and with how many.

...It wasn't difficult with the prowess of his intellect, and he established a rough thought. Furthermore, he took notice of the disturbance within the establishment, though not great, the echoing sounds of a vessel above gave way to common sense as to what it was.

Needless to say, he remained stoic, unmoving, and continued about his business.

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Renn Versiou slowly came to a halt in mid-sip. Keen hearing listening, he picked up the sounds of words hinting that those particular individuals were leaving. Against his better judgement, should it so fall upon him, he slowly turned to glance at the doorway, curious as to whom they were, and what they looked like. Typical sounds brought about assumptions of The Empire...but, did it's seedy little talons truly reach this far in the Universe?

He couldn't know unless he saw with his own eyes, and as he slowly turned, he glanced the four beings take their leave. No, not Empire...but, another confederation of sorts? He knew not of any others that truly existed. Then again, the Universe was endless, was it not?

Turning back, he draws his hood further down his face, shielding the upper half of it whilst retrieving his glass only to bring it to his lips again. This drink, now, was almost finished.

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Renn Versiou came to finally finish his drink, still studying those within the bar. Nodding to himself, he reaches down to grab a bit of currency to pay for his drink. As he goes for his pouch, a shimmering flash would be let off, exposing for a short moment a small handled, technological, device. Something odd, and out of place, so it would seem, in the establishment. Quickly, he secures the pouch and brings it upward, fishing out the currency to place upon the counter top. Once done, he replaces it...then again, it was done not by his hand as the pouch gently lowered through the air to his side, and under the portion of robes...simply floating in a sense.

"...Well, my time here is expired..." He states with a nod, turning to make his way out of the establishment. Coming upon the door, it opens upon whim as he gently maneuvers his hand, and as he exits it closes behind him in similar fashion.

"..I have a few things to do before searching out room and board." He mutters under his breath. "...Assure that Neon is not found, and is properly cloaked, and then the search for where to stay for the eve..." He muses, nodding with a loose fist propped against his face, index finger curled and resting beneath his bottom lip.

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Renn Versiou was caught up upon as he went to exit the bar, his previous actions beyond the doorway undone. Turning, his hood still drawn before his face, leaving the lower portion of his nose down exposed, he came to a halt upon believing one had actually been trying to address him. In all his thoughts, he'd never came to believe one would be speaking to him. It seemed to conflict with his keen sensing abilities, but...well, one did lack concentration at times.

"Pardon? Lost, perhaps. Then again, in the deep void of space with its boundless expanse, one cannot be familiar with it all. This world, though different, still remains reminiscent enough of other planets and territories I have traveled through." He begins, and then falls silent for a moment. Deliberating. Contemplating. He had things to do, most assuredly one being the utter seclusion, and aversion of Neon being located. True, it was cloaked as he had left it, but...even so, he wanted to be absolutely sure it was completely blacked out.

"I have...errands to accomplish, but...I suppose I can allow you to accompany me around until I so choose to part for my personal affairs. There must obviously, by the way you have stated it, a rather daunting amount of knowledge to be bestowed." He states, slowly leaning forward in a mild bow of sorts, arm gesture and all.

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Renn Versiou slowly rose back to his previous position, simply listening in mild interest. Though he was curious, the urge to get to Neon now slowly began the process of ebbing away at his patience. He was more polite than that though, and he would remain...though he'd not indulge the android, as he'd figured it was, in the entirety of truth. Not in the least. And, what he was wonderful at was his forked tongue, as one would put it, in certain situations that deemed it necessary.

"Well, well, quite inquisitive. I'm surprised." He begins, returning the slight cheerful tone. "One of my caliber, you say? I don't believe myself to be that interesting. I am simply a man, much like those around you in here, although...not quite as strange, in my opinion." He states, rather truthfully as his eyes beneath his hood slowly moved in the direction of one Sam & Ange, though she may not have seen it.

"As for where I am from? I hail from, I could only assume, the furthest corners of the Universe then. A small planet of perhaps seven large cities with nothing but natural expanse and ocean in between. It's known as Raxial-Mezith." He states with a smile and a nod.

Listening, he continues to nod as she explains things. "Ah, I see. I am definitely far from where I hail. I suppose aimless travels will do that. I'm on a sort of...exploration. Searching for nothing, really." He states, and then stops, politely, and fallaciously bowing in apology. "Pardon, I seem to have forgotten to give you my name. Dominae Azden..." He states, rising to his previous stature.

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Renn Versiou slowly came to tilt his head in a slight moment of confusion. Destroyed? By whom.

"I-I'm sorry? I don't follow. Who is attempting to destroy whom? I have no qualms with any on this planet..." He softly chants, slowly leeching out through his mind now to perceive any possible threats, though he could feel none. Mechanics were out of his range of detection, sadly. No souls. No mind, in the flesh sense, thus no mental waves to pick up upon. The only thing he could rely on was possible foresight, and that wasn't showing anything either.

"Hm...If you say, but...I assure you, I said I was an average person, but...Don't think I cannot handle myself." He states with a sudden mischievous grin.

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Renn Versiou could only remain stupefied. Her sister? Even then, the being that had passed by them...though terrifying her, or something of the extent, didn't bring a single shudder from Renn. Not at all.

"I...Once again, I do not understand. Pardon my lack of knowledge on this subject. Aside from that, the being doesn't seem too much of a threat..." He states, and simply shrugs his head.

The most odd anomalies he'd encountered here, and they still continued to grow.

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Renn Versiou began passing his sights betwixt Aiyanna, and then to Celion. His right hand then began to lower to his side, simply for preparation if need be. His left, though, instead traveled to his other side, finding itself dipping beneath his cloak to secure something else...once again, for preparation if need be.

"...I see, and what is it, he, she, whatever...doing as of now?" He questions, still not knowing and rather infuriated that he couldn't foresee anything. It must be a machine, it had to be...

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Renn Versiou remained fixated in position, his hands unwavering, eyes trained dually upon all three individuals. He found himself now...in a slightly precarious situation after hearing what was told to him. Should he evacuate the premises and wash his hands of the matter? Or would he be held in contempt in any sort of movements...he didn't know, thusly he remained.

"I see, so this area of the universe is plagued by wretched evils as well." He softly states, narrowing his cool cerulean hue's. "I don't doubt what any creature, biological, or artificial, is capable of. I've seen much in my years already, even though I am quite young..." He states with an unwavering voice.

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Renn Versiou could actually feel the malicious impurity that was Lusielle, and ever did it permeate him to the bone. Such vile evil. Something he'd not felt before but mayhaps once. Dark and eerie it was, and yet...this man moved not an inch.

"Perhaps, and yet...I assure you, I hold a trick or two in these robes...should anything happen. I will not move until I am sure I will escape unharmed..." He states rather boldly.

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Renn Versiou kept rather silent, and in that moment during the exchange of words between those, Renn casually made his way back to the doorway and slipped out.

He had errands to attend to, such as Neon, and perhaps the thought of leaving this sordid planet with all its hellish creatures and such. Never before had he encountered such things.

But, mayhap, he stay instead. Learn. Grow wiser.

After his escape from the establishment, he made his way back to Neon's concealed location, most definitely blacking out the spacecraft before settling into sleep upon the cloaked interstellar machine...

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Renn Versiou makes his way into Gambit's bar to help out.

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Renn decided that this time, he wouldn't use the command, and instead chose to sit at the counter, to explain a bit more.

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Another day, another waist of time. Something had gone awry with Neon, and he couldn't figure out why the starcraft wouldn't start. He'd checked all that he could think of. Perhaps a flux having to do with this planet was preventing his leave? Whatever the case, it was irritating to say the least. He had places to go, and information to find out...information this planet wouldn't hold for him. Slipping out from Neon, he seals the door, cloaks it, and blacks it out as typical.

Careful strides lead him into Wing City once again...destination? Gambit's. A few drinks would settle his current temperament. As he casually leads himself down the street, he weaves through wandering people here and there until he finds himself standing before the doors of Gambit's. Slipping inside, he studies his outfit, reassuring himself that nothing of his be exposed...weapons, or his face.

Slipping up to the counter, he leans gingerly against it awaiting the technological map to display itself listing him options of what to be served. As it appears, he quickly selects a few options and awaits the drink he'd asked for to be served.

"...Horrible luck..." He mutters.

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Renn Versiou found his drink being delivered and as his right hand gingerly crosses the counter to secure it, he hear's the words of a familiar, almost, voice. Turning, his peripheral vision catches glimpse of a female vague to him, yet very familiar.

"...Aiyanna? If I remember correctly. You've changed exponentially, but then again...machines tend to do that, right?" He states with a mild chuckle. "...Android, Cyborg, be it whatever you are..." He then finishes, his words not in malice or spite either, but honest and true.

After his words, he secures his drink and tips it to his lips, the rim of the glass disappearing within shadow of his hood.

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Renn Versiou continued at his drink in a single slam, finishing the entirety of the glass in a single shot. Lowering it, he places it upon the counter and lifts his left arm to swipe at his mouth, his hood disturbed by the motion. As he removes his arm, he draws his hood forth again to bring his face into darkness once more before he turns to face her slightly.

"Aschen Confederation? Hm, haven't heard of them before. But, congratulations on your new construct. From what you say, it's a vast improvement. To be able to experience human senses is surely something that makes you jubilant." He states with a slight nod, then by the motion of his hood, one could only assume a tilting of his head.

"5,000...Such a vast number of them. Simply astounding what they can put into artificial creations, but...I'm not one to speak, I've seen plenty in my days. But, you're a portrait of perfection, I can say. You appear flawless, unlike the other creations I've seen that are lacking in one degree or another..." He states, turning back and raptapping out another order on the order display.

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Renn Versiou awaited his next drink, and then as he tipped it to sip, he halts and glances to the side once again. "A spacefaring nation? Interesting. I'm surprised The Galactic Empire has not shown itself here...very surprised..." He states, then shakes his head in dismissive behavior.

"...That was a yawn," He suddenly states with a hidden smile. A human-like machine not knowing the gestures it was undertaking. "They are human reactions to the brain attempting to cool itself so that the human can sleep. It slows the brains functions due to the drop in temperature..." He states, and then grins. "You're body is telling you that you should sleep, then." He finishes, and then listens furthermore.

A planetary assault? On what grounds...he could only wonder.

"Why would such a thing come about? Any idea..." He inquires.