[b] Eraidu, Staff Sergeant Brewer [/b]

The Battle was for once going in the rebels favor, the enemy seemed to be on the run, and Brewer must of downed more men he could count as he was fresh out of thermal clips for his rifle. "I need ammo over here." He shouted over the din of the chaotic battlefield, when someone finally brought him ammo he loaded up more and peaked out of his hiding spot to see who else he could pick off. He noticed a officer commanding a squad that must of just arrived as their uniforms were pretty pristine.

So he dirtied their uniforms with the blood and brain matter of their commanding officer Brewer let out a slight chuckle as some of them flinched. The squad medic, popped out of cover like he could save their officer and he payed the price Brewer sent the burst down range and blew off the medics leg and just picked out anyone who came to help the wounded medic. "I love my job." Brewer said to the air.

[b] Csilla, Darth Reaver [/b]

Reaver had arrived to Csilla and everything seemed good, he reported to the second in command of sith forces who told all of the initiates to take a rest and report in tomorrow so Reaver did as he was told and slept. The next day as he was 'Reaver's apprentice' he was assigned to guard the jedi apprentice, which he was grateful for as the jedi master would of most certainly detected him as being something else other than a apprentice. When he arrived he leaned against the wall and watched the apprentice like a hawk.