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Post by Farris Argon Noble on Dec 9, 2016 7:46:16 GMT -8
The Crazy alarming Hug and Kiss Hotel
Farris's response was absolutely automatic. As soon as his mind received the go ahead- the Polydroxol's arms relaxed. He stumbled forward, and though his motions were jerky and all together ungraceful, he managed to deposit Dominic perfectly on his feet some how, before Farris' own legs buckled and he stumbled to the ground, Palms pressing against the floor, keeping his almost trembling body from completely collapsing. He was heaving breaths, fighting to keep what blood he could keep contained within him, flowing . He had dispersed his damaged material throughout his body for augmented self healing- and that was helping, a lot, but six energy bolts to the body would stagger any sentient- unless, they were like....something crazy.
Yet, after a few seconds, the Polydroxol stood, pointing with a shaky hand down a hall where he figured the back exit would be. Going out through the front just would not do, but he would follow Dominic's lead now. These were his people the two of them were up against. Farris had been out of the business for a while now. And little by little, he was regaining his normal composure, like back at the lab, hiding his injuries and regaining his focus on his shape. Soon he would be able to speak again, but not yet.
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Dec 9, 2016 8:19:40 GMT -8
Post by Raven Alora on Dec 9, 2016 8:19:40 GMT -8
Raven stood there, silently watching the exchange, and largely doubting Zalor would actually take Loki's life. She'd only met the Jedi Shadow once, and that was at a counsel meeting- the large sum of which she did not remember- or did she meet him on the space station, the Jedi liberated from the Sith. She really could not recall. However, true to her predictions, Zalor didn't just break the tension. He shattered it, causing Raven to smile. Now she wished she had of known the man better. She already saw similarities between them. She returned the greeting with a nod.
It's really nice to meet you again Zalor- chaotic environment. She figured that summed up both experiences quite well. The force certainly works in strange ways, bringing people together. I hope you and your companions are well.
She gave a side glance to Loki, before noticing Sinina's wave and returning it. But her eyes continued to track the Echani woman as she made a beeline for some strange little sentient trying to escape....through a window. Alora took a step just a bit closer to see better, wincing slightly as Sinina gripped the man's leg and yanked him onto the tabletop behind her. She shook her head slightly. I don't even want to know.....
She murmured to herself, turning her attention back to Loki and Zalor, curious as to Loki's response to Jedi hospitality. She wondered what would happen, now, and in the past- if the roles had been reversed.
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Dec 9, 2016 10:33:48 GMT -8
Post by Tanara Ajahn on Dec 9, 2016 10:33:48 GMT -8
The Ja'raak Inn, Cafeteria"Ah, I see." Angel chose not to elaborate any further on Vincent's absence. Besides the one time she had treated Tanara the last time they met, she hardly knew Vincent, and it wasn't her place to speculate on their relationship. She chose to focus on Zalor instead, since Tanara had mentioned him. "It doesn't surprise me that you are close friends with Zalor. From what little I've known of Zalor, he seems so kind and compassionate towards everyone. His connection to the Force is powerful, and it serves him well. He inspires loyalty and kinship like no other Jedi I've ever met." She paused long enough to turn outside to the courtyard, where she could clearly see Zalor hugging the old man, Tryn, and resuming their conversation in a far less distressed tone. She turned back to Tanara and shot her a confused look. "Based on what I heard last night at the party, it would seem he is planning on embarking on a mission of some kind. Do you know the nature of the mission?"
It was, perhaps, fortunate that the tall Zabrak chose that moment to enter the inn. Despite the amnesia, she realized that she immediately recognized his presence. It felt somewhat similar to her godfather's, but laced with Dark Side energies, death and destruction. It was also then, that she realized just how much the back of her mind had been hurting. One of the side effects of the Force Demon attack, besides the amnesia, was a heightened awareness of the Dark Side. She had been sensing his presence all morning, but had been ignoring it. It would take a great deal of her mental concentration to once again ignore the pain that she was now aware of. Doing her best to not show her discomfort, she casually directed the Jedi Healer's attention toward the massive, hulking Zabrak. "Does that answer your question?" She was genuinely surprised when Loki disarmed himself and surrendered his life into her friend's hands. Everything she had read about him from the archives made it clear that he never put himself into a position like that. That he would rather kill everyone and everything around him, not even bothering to talk, except perhaps to gloat or taunt. She had long since decided against attacking the lumbering mass of muscle kneeling on the floor, so instead she simply got up and moved to stand beside her friend. You know, I can't decide which looks sillier. You kneeling and expecting death, or you standing and almost hitting your head on the ceiling."
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Dec 9, 2016 16:17:03 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2016 16:17:03 GMT -8
Ja'raak Inn Inside
Poppi was in the midst of climbing through the window, when he felt something grab his ankle. Believing it to be the terrifying Zabrak he opened his mouth, and screamed. This was no ordinary scream, but a piercing high pitched wail more befitting a small child or a woman than a self proclaimed many creature such as Poppi. The scream continued as he flew through the air, the piercing wail drawing all manner of unwanted attention. Landing on his back, his eyes tightly closed, he heard this hiss of a lightsaber - and he began to talk. And talk. And talk. "Oh! The woe to the galaxy! Here, Poppi, struck down in the prime of his life! Oh, take my jewels, take my money! But strike not Poppi down in the prime of his life! Deny not the galaxy of Poppi! Deny. It. NOT!"
"I do believe I mentioned pruning... You will sit down. You will behave. Or I swear to you. Or you may just find yourself to be missing pieces...."
His eyes opening, Poppi took in Sinina, seeing that the Zabrak monstrosity was still over by the desk, kneeling or praying or...something. "Oh. It's just the girl." Poppi said deadpan. Stretching, reaching under himself to remove a broken plate, Poppi turned onto his side, propping up his head, and lifting a surprisingly toned leg in a provocative manner. "Well...you've got me on the table. I knew it was only a matter of time. Everyone wants a piece of the Poppi." At the Echani's inevitable anger, he just raised a hand. "Oh, relax. Do you ever just...relax? Here you are, all angry..." But then poppi squinted his eyes, studying her face. A master con artist, taught well in methods of reading body language, including kinetic communication - he had the Lorrdian's uncanny ability to read someone just by looking at them. "No...not angry. Worried. Worried about what? Probably...old Jashy boy, running around the, eh, place." Poppi almost mentioned the Royal Palace, but, then thought better of it, given the fact they were in a room full of people who, you know, were good two shoes types. Reaching into his jacket, Poppi fished out the datapad he had been looking at earlier, showing its surface to Sinina. "See the dot? Hm? That's old Jashy boy. Running around like a crazy man." Of course, as soon as he spoke, a bunch of other dots appeared, and began converging on Jashin's dot. "Haha...ah...never mind that." Said Poppi, turning the pad off. "He'll be fine. Just fine. Probably."
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Dec 10, 2016 13:55:40 GMT -8
Post by Loki on Dec 10, 2016 13:55:40 GMT -8
The crate stopped as Loki held a hand up to it, and skittered to a stop at his knees, as he stood he looked at Zalor hard. "I thank you, and my brother." Loki said simply, he didn't want to imply that had the roles been reversed a scant six years previously Loki would have killed him gladly, Zalor most likely knew that as Negue's granddaughter trotted up him. "Tanara, Ajhan..." Loki said nodded to her as he stood, noticing her remark about him being silly. "Your grandfather was much taller than me." He said simply. "Speaking of the devil, where is he?" Loki asked expectantly however that's when the commotion from Sin and the strange being caught his eye. Loki sighed and his sabers floated up and onto his belt as he turned and walked towards Sin. "Zalor, Raven I'll wish to speak to you about what my brother said...I too saw him recently, he.... He saved me." Loki said simply and with that he approached the table at which Sin was sitting and the strange being who had tried to leave now rested upon, Sin's belongings now left to Raven though only a few feet away in all honesty. "Sinina Ordo, what have you gotten yourself into?" He asked in a clam tone as the being over dramatically begged for his life as Loki towered over them all. "And you are?" He said his face impassive as the being stopped being dramatic and looked at a data pad before quickly turning it off. |
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Dec 10, 2016 18:35:38 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Dec 10, 2016 18:35:38 GMT -8
*Sin had not expected him to be that over dramatic. He made a scene. She was not in the mood to care. She looks back at Loki where he glanced, then back at him. She growls softly at him.*
Just the girl? Last night, I stared down that same Zabrak, the only thing that saved your Jashy boy from him... was Me. Getting between that *She jabbed a finger at Loki.* And your Jashy boy. I'm not just a girl. You best mind your manners.
*She glared at him, his comments about wanting a piece of him were borderline revolting. She shakes her head gently and sighs. Jashin couldn't get back fast enough. She doubted she could put up with such a being for long without ringing him through.*
Don't worry, there is plenty enough anger in there to go along ways.
*She looked at the pad he showed, the worry she had felt, and the situation it looked to be that he was in only fueling her anger further. She growls again.*
You had best hope so. For if they harm him, i will make sure you suffer just as much pain. So for your sake you best hope he stays as safe as possible.
*Through all her worry and other emotions running through her, there was enough anger and firmness in her voice to make it sound like she probably would. She was not a Jedi, she would not feel bad about torturing someone for causing someone she cared for to be in harms way. She glares further still at Poppi. When Jashin said he was Flamboyant, she thought he meant lighthearted and carefree. Not an obnoxious shebla. She heard heavy footsteps behind her. She stiffened slightly, a little more so when she heard him use her name as fully as he would know it. Knowing her mother and her father, Loki would probably notice how close to the end of her patience limits she was getting. And he would know alot about how it looked when that patience ran out and the temper showed through.*
Apparently a situation involving the most annoying creature in the galaxy.
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Dec 10, 2016 20:34:04 GMT -8
Post by Zalor Anneri on Dec 10, 2016 20:34:04 GMT -8
The Ja'raak Inn, Lobby (and Cafeteria)Raven stood there, silently watching the exchange, and largely doubting Zalor would actually take Loki's life. She'd only met the Jedi Shadow once, and that was at a counsel meeting- the large sum of which she did not remember- or did she meet him on the space station, the Jedi liberated from the Sith. She really could not recall. However, true to her predictions, Zalor didn't just break the tension. He shattered it, causing Raven to smile. Now she wished she had of known the man better. She already saw similarities between them. She returned the greeting with a nod.It's really nice to meet you again Zalor- chaotic environment. She figured that summed up both experiences quite well. The force certainly works in strange ways, bringing people together. I hope you and your companions are well. "Zalor, Raven I'll wish to speak to you about what my brother said...I too saw him recently, he.... He saved me."
Zalor started to briskly walk into the cafeteria, motioning for everyone to join him. "Tell you what - let's all go have a seat, and I'll get you both something to drink. Then we can talk."
As he entered the cafeteria, he noticed that both Artoo and Tryn had decided to join him. Tryn walked along beside him, and this gave Zalor a brief moment to talk to the old man once again. "Tryn, I can take care of these two, if you have other things you need to do."
Tryn frowned as he shook his head, insisting on keeping Zalor company. "I'll help you open up the bar for these fine people. They're VIPs, and..." Tryn shot a sly smile at Zalor. "...they've peaked my curiosity. I'm interested in hearin' what all the fuss is about over you. Vaili and the others are fine, they can handle themselves."
In under five minutes, in record time, both Zalor and Tryn had unlocked the bar behind the cafeteria and had all the registers and equipment necessary to make alcoholic sales up and running. Having been taught by Tryn himself how to bartend, Zalor then joined the old man in getting glasses for all the guests. Tryn took the initiative in making the first offer... "So - what can we get'cha both today?" Tryn had also noticed the dark-skinned Echani woman that Vaili had mentioned earlier, who had now rejoined the group. He nodded in her direction and added... "How 'bout you, miss? Care for a drink?"
Zalor figured it was bad manners not to introduce the main host to Loki and Raven, so he proceeded to correct that mistake. He smiled at Loki and Raven then nodded in Tryn's direction. "Everyone, this is Tryn Andalar - he is the owner of this establishment, and my current employer."
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Dec 11, 2016 16:09:50 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2016 16:09:50 GMT -8
“So for your sake you better hope he stays as safe as possible.”
“Your threats would be terrifying, if I had not met Jashin’s father first. I assure you, whatever concept of pain you think you have, it is nothing compared to what that monster is able to inflict.” Poppi said this with such seriousness, such certainty, that it would perhaps give those listening pause - that there was someone capable of making Poppi stop being dramatic, merely by remembering them, was indeed a rare occurrence. As the large and surly Zabrak walked over, Poppi slid off the table, dusting himself off. Figuring the menacing figure to be a friend - though not exactly happy by the fact the creature had made an attempt on Jashin's life - Poppi responded to the man with a small bow and flourish. "Why, I am Poppi Pereau, lover of lovers, writer of books, and far, far beneath your notice." Poppi said, sincerely and earnestly.
At the insistent beep from Poppi's pocket, he fished out his datapad, checking on Jashin's progress. Ah, but he looked to be doing just fine. Already done (though whether in success or failure, he could not tell), Jashin's dot was currently fleeing the Palace, chased by more than a few security personnel. How nice! He'd probably flee to the city, losing them in the streets, or perhaps the sewer. Why, maybe even... Those thoughts died as Jashin's dot made a beeline for the several hundred meter cliff the Royal Palace sat on, and proceeded to jump off - the dot fading away with an electronic *bloop*. White as a sheet, Poppi laughed nervously, clearing his throat several times, before putting the pad in his pocket. "Erm, yes. Apparently Jashy Boy requires my, ah, 'assistance'. And, while you - Sinina was it? - could come with me, I'd wager that the faster all of this...Poppi gestured to the conversation between Raven and those assembled... is done and over, with everyone quickly and quietly proceeding off planet, the faster Jashin will be ok. Not that he's not ok. Just...indisposed."
That smile, wide as a sunbeam, hid perhaps not so subtly the cold sweat on the man's face. But the man was not fearful of these sentients gathered here, no matter how menacing, tall, or tiny. No, he was very afraid of someone else, far across the galaxy, who even now was likely on his way from his desert planet. That had been the deal, right? Watch Jashin, make sure he was ok, don't let on that he was being babysat, and teach him enough that it would satisfy his curiosity, but wouldn't get him into any trouble. Who knew he'd be a true Sorreaux, and jump off a KARKING cliff. Right? He couldn't be held responsible for THAT. Right? That was the deal...the deal.
The deal was getting worse all the time.
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Dec 11, 2016 20:29:41 GMT -8
Post by Raven Alora on Dec 11, 2016 20:29:41 GMT -8
So many interesting things. First- Raven had quite forgotten the weight of being a Jedi shadow could land upon a person, and she felt she had spoken out of turn. Blinking, she looked apologetic for a moment before nodding slowly to Zalor. I see. Well- In regards to the greater galaxy, I'd say you're looking rather well- considering you're not injured or running for your life. I'd say this is a pretty good place for now.
Clearing her throat, she turned to eye Loki- Sinina, and the strange plant like person who wasn't much taller than herself....except the plant like person absolutely had some uneasy emotions radiating from him- emotions he was trying so very desperately to hide. So, As he began walking toward her- on his way out the door, Alora only gave him a calm, knowing look- not of the situation, but of his very real worry about it. And while it was never Alora's intentions to cause anyone more distress than life and they put on themselves- she wanted this Poppy fellow to know that he wasn't really fooling everyone. But she didn't say a word to him.
She looked toward Sinina and made her way into the cafeteria where the majority was. Looking over to Zalor and what she was told happened to be the Inn's owner- She simply asked for a cup of hot tea if that was available.
She stole a glance at Sinina and Loki for a moment, focusing on the Echani woman.
I was wondering where you had gone.
She said with a thin smile.
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Dec 12, 2016 11:01:28 GMT -8
Post by Agent Dominion on Dec 12, 2016 11:01:28 GMT -8
The Crazy alarming Hug and Kiss HotelFarris's response was absolutely automatic. As soon as his mind received the go ahead- the Polydroxol's arms relaxed. He stumbled forward, and though his motions were jerky and all together ungraceful, he managed to deposit Dominic perfectly on his feet some how, before Farris' own legs buckled and he stumbled to the ground, Palms pressing against the floor, keeping his almost trembling body from completely collapsing. He was heaving breaths, fighting to keep what blood he could keep contained within him, flowing . He had dispersed his damaged material throughout his body for augmented self healing- and that was helping, a lot, but six energy bolts to the body would stagger any sentient- unless, they were like....something crazy.
Yet, after a few seconds, the Polydroxol stood, pointing with a shaky hand down a hall where he figured the back exit would be. Going out through the front just would not do, but he would follow Dominic's lead now. These were his people the two of them were up against. Farris had been out of the business for a while now. And little by little, he was regaining his normal composure, like back at the lab, hiding his injuries and regaining his focus on his shape. Soon he would be able to speak again, but not yet. "Farris, are you ok?" At that, he remembered the whole reason they came here, and he cast his gaze around. Where... The briefcase! "Farris, please tell me you didn't leave that case back in the room!" His eyes were wide and his temples began to sweat a little at the prospect of having to go back in there. He also realized that one of his guns were missing, but whatever. He still had one more, the slugthrower from the lab. If they sent a Sith after him, well, that would be a stupid move on them. No, after what they did here, they would send an Agent.
The question still remained, how and why did they think he was compromised?! Was it because he was traveling with this crew? They didn't even debrief him about his mission first... Was there a third player in this? Or a giant misunderstanding? |
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Dec 12, 2016 11:55:03 GMT -8
Post by Farris Argon Noble on Dec 12, 2016 11:55:03 GMT -8
Farris shuttered briefly then coughed heavily, a glob of silvery blood landing on the floor. The Polydroxol looked at it with disdain, as if chiding it for abandoning him. When Dominic knelt beside him, Farris looked over at him- his eyes dimmer than their morning shine before they got to Theed. But he knew they did not have time to count his injuries. So, Farris nodded quickly, and stood, bracing himself against the wall to get a good footing so he could establish balance of his remaining mass. Soon his legs solidified better and he was able to stand upright, as if nothing had happened. As he began to focus on reforming his focal folds and nasal passages so that he might speak- Dominic asked a very serious question.
Had he left the case back in the room? Of course not! Indeed, It had been years sense Farris had been on an intense mission like this one- but in all reality, this was more up his ally than medical- even though no one would believe him. Everyone on this crew was only familiar with Doctor Novle, or Doctor Farris. When the truth simply stood.
He was no doctor, He was just very well practiced and very well read in the medical side of things- but that was only one small part of who Farris was. Polydroxols were very long lived beings- and he'd been away from his homeworld for quite a long time.
But in regards to Dominic's very distressed question, Farris only nodded, and pointed to his chest- where he kept the case. Dominic could have it back once they were out of danger- and once Farris reserved the right to inspect the contents. Perhaps, there was a way to replicate it, or break Dominic's dependence on it all together. Blinking, Farris coughed again, clearing his throat- and then spoke, in what sounded like a parched flat tone- a far cry from his smooth liquid voice.
I've got it- let's go.
With that he motioned for the man to follow him as they made their way down the last- hardly lit hall. It's not like anyone else was down here. Spying a drab whether beaten door, the Polydroxol wasted no time in turning side ways and ramming his form against it- forcing the poor turn lock opened and jettisoning him out into the middle of a back concealed alleyway. Breathing in the air of outside greedily- the Polydroxol's eyes widened as he frantically looked around to get his bearings. Hopefully Dominic was close behind him- and hopefully no one was directly in Farris' way because if they were- they'd be up against the opposite wall with their hands held firmly behind their back by the Polydroxol's iron grip. He was not in the mood to guess who was trying to kill them and who wasn't. He really wasn't in the mood for much else except perhaps punching something. He'd gone and made himself essential in another person's agenda again, without even trying and without even caring to try. The whole idea made him somewhat disappointed him self and rather angry at the galaxy as a whole.
Things were calmer on his homeworld of Sevetta.
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Dec 12, 2016 16:59:23 GMT -8
Post by Lavinia Seri on Dec 12, 2016 16:59:23 GMT -8
*Lavi had been wandering Theed, she had really enjoyed the trees and how green it all had looked. She was wandering through the streets of Theed when she hit a market like area. The people, the noises, it was far too busy, people bustled and jostled around, she wrapped her wings tight around her shoulders and down to around herself, leaving her arms free to push through the crowd. She finally made it out of the market as she ducked into an alley, it was darker, quiet. She was moving quickly yet away from the market, so much so she didn't hear the alarms or anything as she tried to block out all sound and find her center again. She was not used to that many people.
She was running down the alley, that is until a door opened, quickly and out of nowhere. She ran into the door and twisted herself around, trying not to fall over, which didn't end well as she ended up running into the being that had burst through said door. Being blindsided by this being and into the wall on the opposite of the alley managed to break through to her, suddenly she heard alarms, claxons, shouting from inside the building. She shakes her head and looks around again quickly. Her voice panick stricken.*
I'm sorry, sir... Please don't hurt me.. I just had to get out of there... I didn't see you...
*She was dressed in a plain gown that hung down her body losely, hiding the lithe brawny form beneath. There were no weapons of any kind. She was even barefoot. Lavi spent most her time padding through forests it calmed her. She was currently panicked and afraid. She looks down and up the being, then his friend, her panick quickly turned to concern for their well being, an overwhelming calm overtook her, her tone like a concerned mother.*
Ohhh my.. You're injured. Let me help you.. You need aid.
*Her hands slowly moved from his arms where she'd grabbed to balance and not fall, to his abdomen, unless he did something else. She stares up at him the entire time, her form was so slender, her body light as a feather, he could break her in half without even trying. Even at the collision they had she was sure she had injuries already, bruised ribs at least.*
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Dec 12, 2016 19:37:23 GMT -8
Post by Agent Dominion on Dec 12, 2016 19:37:23 GMT -8
Dominic would watch Farris point at his chest, and at first he had no idea what he meant, then it hit him. This guy was made of liquid. He just put the chest inside of him. With a sigh of relief and filing away that fact for later, he followed Farris out of the building and out into the street. Farris busted the door open and hit the opposite wall, and it sounded like someone as well. Dominic had the gun tucked in his pants in his hand, ready for a quick-draw if a situation called for it. As he got out into the alleyway, he looked at the woman with skepticism. Then he noticed she had wings, and she was barefoot. She was also very lithe and thin, no way she was an Agent, at least none he knew. Even her plain gown told that. He released his grip, and tried to adopt the look of someone who just came out of something scary and traumatic, like a building that was "on fire". Good thing that wasn't too hard.
"Farris, she's an innocent, let her go and let's get the kark out of here. You'll be safe, we just need to get you some water and food. We have to get out of here, now." Dominic would express to Farris while trying to pull him off of the woman.
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Dec 12, 2016 20:27:57 GMT -8
Post by Farris Argon Noble on Dec 12, 2016 20:27:57 GMT -8
Farris' dim eyes looked down at the woman for a moment- what seemed like an extremely long moment, as his frayed injured mind pegged her as someone he once knew. He already understood that she was fragile- and his very action of colliding and restraining her so rapidly might have actually injured her- but there was something more to the ski'try. Her voice- he knew that voice. Clearing his throat again, he spoke- his voice still rough around the edges.
Lavinia? He coughed again, and released her arms, confidant now, she would not run- especially seeing as she had suddenly taken interest in his own injury. A small smile quirked at his gray lips. You're going to be nice to the wrong person one day.
And it dawned on him that she had absolutely no idea who he was, just as Dominic started speaking to him like he was actually going to hurt the girl- even going so far as to try and pull him off her. With great strength- more in how the action was preformed than the action itself, Farris completely shrugged off the Agent without giving him any reassurances that he wouldn't kill the woman. Farris wanted Dominic to understand- that, though he had indeed helped the Agent in this manner, that did not mean that Dominic had any authority over him. If the man wanted to run, let him run. Farris had no loyalties to him. The Polydroxol was far from frantic. Though injured, he was very level headed and absolutely aware of his body and those around him, his race had to be. As far as safety was concerned- He was a shape shifter. Water and food would be good- but he could easily get those without Dom's help, and he found the man's assurance of 'safety' to almost be laughable. None of it showed on his face though.
With a concerned frown, he looked down at the winged woman again and spoke to her quickly.
I'm sure we are we all need aid in some form- but not here. Come with us. You'll be safe.
Suddenly, it was as if Farris' protective nature- which had rested gently over Dominic, now wrapped securely around this Ski'tri, And though Dominic might get the wrong idea- that maybe distressed women just pulled at the Polydroxol's heartstrings more, the simple fact that he knew the woman long ago, was enough for Farris.
We should find a place with people- to blend in, lay low. No one saw my current form- but they may recognize you.
He said, glancing at Dominic as he began to walk. He slipped off his lab cote and turned it inside out- revealing that the interior was deep navy color. Tucked in the back lining was also a hood, surprisingly making the lab cote look more like a hooded jacket. He tossed it to Dominic. keep your face hidden- you know the drill.
Gently resting an arm around the Ski'tri's shoulder- in hopes of guiding her with them as quickly and efficiently as possible, Farris began walking out of the alleyway, searching for some sort of establishment- like a bar or an inn where they could meld within the crowd and recover.
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Dec 12, 2016 20:57:32 GMT -8
Post by Lavinia Seri on Dec 12, 2016 20:57:32 GMT -8
*Lavi looks around the man that ran into her at the second man. "an innocent." What was that to mean? Who were these people? And just what were they running from? Then the man tried to pull the being off of her and say they needed to go. Her gaze was ripped back to Farris as he spoke her name. How....who... Was he a Force user and read her mind? She wasn't a force user but she'd been shown ways to try to resist their probing. Mentally on guard the woman stares hard at him.*
How do you know my name?! *Her guard drops and she smiles warmly.* Now...I don't believe that to be possible.
*How could you be nice to the wrong person. She'd shown dark jedi that being nice could change their lives for the better. What could be worse then that? She did a double take for a second "You're going to be nice to the wrong person one day." She got the faint feeling she'd heard it before..but couldn't remember where.. He spoke again. Come with them? You'll be safe? What danger was she in? She didn't do anything wrong.. What was going on. But she couldn't just leave this being wounded as her was. And she wasn't sure, but something felt wrong about the other man. She didn't know what, but he looked like he could use her help too. She looked at them both, she probably shouldn't but her blind faith in the goodness of peoples hearts and overly trusting of strangers told her she would be fine. She nods.*
If it makes sure you get the aid you need, I can follow. There was a place I was at the other day... Ja'raak Inn i think it was called.. It seemed nice... Its back that way past the market..
*She says softly, pointing back up the alley toward where she had first come from. She gasps softly and goes quiet, why would she suggest going to that accursed place. So many people in such a small area. Part of her just wanted to fly off to the forests she'd see from viewpoints in the city. No. She had to make sure this being got help first. She could brave the market again. Besides, this time she wouldn't be alone.*
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Loki
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Theed
Dec 13, 2016 0:03:55 GMT -8
Post by Loki on Dec 13, 2016 0:03:55 GMT -8
Loki eyed the strange being as he left, then raised his brow at Sin. "So that's Lord Phillios?" Loki said dryly to Sninia realizing she most likely would be the only person to get his little joke, as Loki sat down across from Sinina. "You left with that pirate." He stated simply then Zalor offered him a drink, Loki looked at him sheepishly. "Do you carry Bantha blood Fizz?" He said, if Zalor remembered that was Dashes favorite drink. Loki had no idea but figured he might know, it was a common favorite of the carnivore Zabraki race, a way to intake blood without having to kill something, as well as containing alcohol. Raven walked up and looked at Sninia and Loki smiled.
"Raven, forgive the melodrama, but I had to offer Zalor the chance to seek recompense. It's what Dash would have done if the roles had been reversed, and I tried many times to kill and hurt those Zalor loved, and succeeded more than once." Loki said simply not looking at her. |
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Dec 13, 2016 4:51:52 GMT -8
Post by Sinina Riso on Dec 13, 2016 4:51:52 GMT -8
*At Poppi's change of attitude, where he seemed concerned. Concerned enough to rush off. She got even more concerned. This di'kutla! How could she let him go alone.. She knew how much security there was. She could of at least diverted some of it for him. She shakes her head, looking up at Raven. She looked tired already. Alot happened in one day.*
Yea.. That stranger showed up, and Jashin thought we should get out of there in case he wasn't friendly... I don't know why but I listened...
*Sin looks at Loki, frowning a moment at his comment, before she realized the joke. She let off a nervous giggle, then shakes her head looking between before she rises. She stood and bites her lip softly.*
Can you watch my crate of things? I have to go find out whats wrong with this di'kut now... I will be back...
*She looks back at them again, before turning to chase after Poppi. She really wanted to just stab him, take his datapad and be done with this all. She looks at him even more crossly then she was before. Before she was just worried, but now that there was clearly an issue, she was furious, barely containing the rage inside, it was so much so that the sith runes that were normally unseen were starting to glow softly on her skin.*
My promise is the same. For every wound he has, I will take it from you. So let's hurry and find him.
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Dec 13, 2016 17:51:38 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Dec 13, 2016 17:51:38 GMT -8
"My promise is the same. For every wound he has, I will take it from you. So let's hurry and find him."
Walking out onto the street, climbing into a speeder parked on the side of the road, Poppi rolled his eyes at her. "Darling, you have got to relax. He's probably fine." With that, the speeder cycled, lifted into the air, and headed off towards the edge of the space port - heading towards Jashin's last known location.
(Continued at Theed Spaceport)
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Agent Dominion
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Dec 13, 2016 20:02:54 GMT -8
Post by Agent Dominion on Dec 13, 2016 20:02:54 GMT -8
Farris shrugged Dominic off as he kept a hold on her, but Dominic just stayed in the alley, looking frantically around before remembering the door was wide open. He quickly shut it, leaning against it while watching the two. They were speaking, and she was questioning how Farris knew her name. They were here for far too long, and Dominic had the sense of just running, but Farris had the case. He could not leave without that. So, he was just antsy, pacing around until they got the sense to start moving towards some place called the Ja'raak Inn. "Anywhere other than here, let's just get a move on." He would stress before taking Farris' coat and throwing it on. He didn't have the time to say that it had a style to it, and actually looked pretty slick. Throwing up the hood he would follow the two out of the alleyway, walking out into the street.
As they walked a little, past the crowd that had gathered around the building and the apparent 'fire', Dominic would speak up to the two of them. "So, you two know eachother or something?" As he said this, he would pull the gun from his pants and discreetly put it in the lab coat pocket on the inside. More convenient place to quick-draw from.
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Zalor Anneri
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Dec 13, 2016 21:05:24 GMT -8
Post by Zalor Anneri on Dec 13, 2016 21:05:24 GMT -8
The Ja'raak Inn, Cafeteria (Bar Now Open!)
Zalor smiled as Loki mentioned Master Dash's old favorite drink. He half expected the Zabrak to order a Tarisian Ale, in Negue Ragnos' honor, but either way, it was definitely a homage to old times' sake. "As a matter of fact, we just restocked on that one. Comin' right up." With the skill of a master bartender, Zalor went to work, and had perfectly mixed the exotic Zabrak drink in seconds.
In the meantime, Tryn had already taken Master Raven's order. The older, white-haired, black-skinned Neubian man hobbled over the best he could, with his bad knee still bothering him, and brought the small Jedi Master a local favorite: Thera Rosewood tea. Not many outside Naboo's Lake Country had heard of Thera Rosewood tea, but the tea had a sweet, subtle flavor to it, and cleared the sinuses out like nothing else. Tryn was quickly charmed by Raven Alora's calm, friendly demeanor, and couldn't help but smile as he presented her the tea. "There you are, young lady." Tryn said, somewhat playfully. "This is, by an' large, the most popular tea we have around here. Enjoy." After he had taken care of Raven, the Ja'raak Inn owner sat down at the table that Loki and Raven had found themselves at, hoping they wouldn't mind him eavesdropping in on their conversation.
After Zalor had finished Loki's drink, Zalor took the time to pour both him and Tryn their drinks as well: a Tarisian Ale for the old man and a Lake Country Chardonnay for himself. Within about two minutes, Zalor had the drinks on a platter and was on his way to their table. He was disappointed that the dark-skinned Echani didn't stay and order a drink, but based on the fact that she knew Loki, it became clear that she had traveled here with them, and she would likely be back.
"There you are, one Bantha Blood Fizz, on the house." He set Loki's drink in front of him, not appearing to be the least bit unnerved by the fact that he was serving a former sworn enemy a drink. Zalor figured it probably wouldn't be the last time such a thing happened. After Zalor brought Tryn his Ale, he set his wine on the table at his chair, put away the platter, then sat down.
"Alright, Loki." Zalor finally loosened up as he took a sip of his drink. "I'm all ears. You're working with Master Alora, and you're not trying to kill me. Or anyone else, for that matter. You've definitely got my attention."
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