New Vertica

Zeeb listened to them, keeping silent, she then watched Carver walk away. Turning slowly she follow Asori down the hallway. Taking her intructions and looking at the robes, Zeeb then shut her eyes for a while, deep in thought. Turning to Asori " Please just take this as a thought, but I think someone on your side turned on you." Zeeb paused a moment. " They attacked at the patrol change, and they were fast you said. Sounds like they knew where they were going plus no alarms triggered. someone let them in... But why? You said you tried......Hacking? But it was locked... I don't know what you mean by hacking, when I steal something I don't want them to know what I stole because whatever is stolen can possibly be tracked to me. My guess is whoever and whatever they wanted is behind your lock. " Zeeb looked a bit shy at her out burst. " I'm sorry, I'm more likely all wrong, I'm sorry. My mouth is just running away." She turned quickly grabbed an outfit and headed to the dressing room.

Upon entering the dressing room and closing the door she face-palmed herself. " Mom was right, I talk to much." She said quietly.

Exiting the dressing room, she wore the robes. Silent now she looked at Asori slightly embarrassed.

At the words 'a Jedi weapon' she raised an eye brow, but she followed. Zeeb listened to what Asori said, and she looked at her questionably. She walked in looking at the sabers closely picking out a Shoto after turning it on and off for her left hand. It was when she was looking for one for her right she turned again hesitant on to say some thing. Shutting her mouth she turned back to the sabers, her mind gone. Standing there for a while, staring at the same saber. She finally said. " Just because they are dead don't mean there are gone. How else could I have survived 5 years in the outlands of Tatooine?" She said in a whisper. Slowly turning to the full room she spotted a training dummy across it, she brought back her spear arm and let loose, pushing the bone handle behind the butt of the dart, in one swift move, giving it even more speed like a catapult. The spear cut threw the air with such velocity that piercing the chest of the dummy, its tip protruded a good foot through the back.

Still holding the spear thrower, Zeeb quickly grabbed the pike blade turning it on holding it out in front of her as she looked at it closely. " A lot diffrent then what I use to. Maby Caver can teach me the correct way of its use." She turned off the blade. Looking hard at Asori. "Asori, listen. I am one to find the one who had wronged me and mine. If we don't, they have the chance to do it again, possibly to others. " Zeeb bit her lip knowing she was going to far.. "Life or death...." She tapped her chest. "Calm this.." Then she tapped her head..."Calm this...... Keep their face in your mind..." She tapped to her chest again.." Reach out with this....If they wish to answer, then they will. If not..... Then no. " Zeeb said this very calmly. and took a few steps to Asori. " I ask one thing, don't tell Carver....I feel he is ..." She put her hand on her chest again. " Hurting. Please don't tell him I told you this. I have never spoken of this to anyone until now, and I do this.... because I think you want to know the answer to this as much as I want the answer to mine......" Zeeb looked around the room. "Please ......Forgive me...... I just fear if we leave to soon we may never know who is hunting you." With that she bowed low in thanks to the weapons and went to retrieve her spear.

Zeeb pulled the spear out of the dummy and returned. Bowing her head in thanks once more to Asori for keeping her secret.

Zeeb tilted her head in a curious fashion when she stated that Carver takes the burdens of others.
" I can see why you admire him."
At Asori's sadden face, Zeeb walked up to Asori and placed a hand on her arm in comfort. "I wish to help you. I am sure Carver will too. You're ...not alone." Zeeb's eyes glistened and she gave Asori's arm a gentle squeeze.

Zeeb listened to Asori, nodding in understanding. It was when she mentioned the living force Zeeb tilted her head in confusion. Knowing that now is not the right time to ask these type of questions, she put them away to ask at a better time.
" like you had said Carver likes to be alone. " she looked thoughtful trying to think of a way to better explain. "I am sure when he is done with... what he is doing he will find us. " Zeeb looked up think for a quick moment. " I wouldn't want to be ..interrupted.. If you want to grab some things I'm sure he won't mind and if he don't find us then we will see how he is doing. That is if you think that is a good idea. You knew him longer then me."

As Zeeb followed Asori she hooked the light sabers to her belt and adjusted her spear on her back. Carvers cloak was folded, tucked under her belt.
Twice Zeeb had to stop and mess with the shoes hurriedly, tapping the toes on the ground and such. Finialy, she decided to take them off. Her feet were calloused and tough, the boots made her feel clumsy and loud.

Catching up to Asori, tying the boots to her new belt, she looked up while walking into the threshold of this new room.
If she thought the ship was confusing this was mind blowing...Zeeb ran a hand throught her damp dreads in utter bewilderment.
Not sure what exactly Asori ment by being locked out now..." I thought you ment locked out of a room.." Zeeb spoke quietly, slowly looking around. Bringing her attention back to the women, nodding to her statment. Not really sure what Asori ment..

*Gave a wicked grin as the girl began to stumble towards him. He side stepped and leaned the way she'd been coming from, keeping an arm out, he would catch her just under her bust as his eyes began to focus on the rodians chasing her. Damn rodians with their bug eyes, stupid looking mouths and antennae looking appendages on their heads. His blood began to boil at the mere sight of the three. His arm that had caught Crissa curled, pulling the girl into him. He was sure why he did, but what happened next he knew all too well the reason for.*
Kriffing bugs...
*Akribos' free hand stretched out, concentration his use of the Force on the already injured Rodian. A flick of his wrist sent the alien flying off the edge of the walkway sending him to plummet to his death in the lower levels. The other two would stop as his orange eye's fell on them. He let his arm slip from Crissa and be began to step closer to them, people between the trio quickly vacating the area. His orange eye's would seem to glow brightly.*

*He seemed largely unphased by the kiss, and no less intimidating. He began to walk forward again, for any that could feel, the Force was swirling around the Sith like a tornado. A gloved hand stretched out and placed against a panicking rodians head. Tendrils of the Force seeped into his head, pulling out and processing memories, and anything else the rodian had in his head. The other stood there awe struck as he watched his friend get turned into a vegetable. His eye's seemed to widen when he got to the thoughts of what they had planned to do to Crissa. His eyes darted to the other Rodian who began to gasp for air. He was killing them both so to speak, and many onlookers would begin to run. When it was finished, he would turn back to Crissa.*

You won't be safe here any more. They work for the Hutts. You have two options. You can come with me and survive, or you can stay here and play with your life.

They made their way between the buildings, claustrophobic as they seemed to almost mingle and intertwine their constructions as they grew up together with connecting walkways in an attempt to reach the skies above. She could feel Faahl's nervousness grow with every step, a feat that surprised her as seemingly impossible, if h carried on like this he'd have a heart attack before they even reached the cantina that they were due to meet the contact. Se'ren had no idea who the contact was, that was Faahl's job, she just hoped it wasn't something too disgusting to look at because the sights around her weren't the most appealing at times. This moon seemed to attract all the worst creatures of the universe in all their gross glory. And then there were the Hutts.

"Just around the corner, almost there, not far now and then we can have the drop off. You need to be keeping an eye out, we can't afford to be attacked now, so close to where we need to be. I don't want to die here."

Faahl's nose wrinkled as he talked, making his wispy hairs on his face tremble, Se'ren wondered how and why he'd been chosen for this job, he seemed totally unequipped as a courier.

Don't worry, shoot first ask questions when we are off planet. I was briefed before we left.

Her eyes beneath the helmet were settled on a sign above the door they had paused in front of. This was it, the cantina they had been sent to. She had no idea what they were carrying in that case chained to her ratty male companion, but someone here should be ready to pay big for it. In her experience if there was a point things generally went wrong this was it, enclosed spaces and people that knew what was coming and didn't want to part with their often illegally earned Creds. She didn't show her own nervousness, it helped that she was clad from head to know in her armor, but she forced her breath to be held steady and her legs to keep the same stride as before when she moved through the door with Faahl at her side. Her hands however stayed close to her hips ready to pull her blasters free.