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Post by .:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:. on Oct 11, 2005 23:01:32 GMT
Osiris sipped on his drink in the cantina on Rhen Vaar, his hood quite up, him not wanting to reveal his identity as a Dashdae. He kept his long sleeves around his hands so that his heritage could not be identified. He was almost done here, ready to continue in his search for the Dashdae. His eyes darted around as he looked for anyone that would be a good source of information of the Nem'Vaah. In the corner, he looked a little suspicious, but it didn't matter. As long as nobody decided to become bold and start a fight with him. He had no way to defend himself, and he knew that, but he knew he had ways of escaping if the situation arose. He always had. He figured it was just his luck.
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Post by Veran on Oct 11, 2005 23:17:37 GMT
It wasn't much like him to actualy come into public spaces... Yet after the battle of Corusant, many things didn't matter much. In other circumstance he might not have been the center of attention yet the peirced cape of his coat screamed memory's of the past battle...
He stayed in a corner, going through his inventory of weapons as the waitress served him a glass of cold water. Even yet, the water seemed awfully hot to the toutch, even through his leather gloves. He had grown acustomed to the cold of Rhen vaar which inhabited his very eyes, chilling the bones of whoever dared approach his figure... The predatorial gaze making them understand the unspoken message of him wishing to be left in peace...
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Post by .:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:. on Oct 11, 2005 23:22:55 GMT
Osiris sensed some odd presence with this man in the corner. He had heard of the Force before, but he never actually sensed or seen it. He was curious about this mine, and decided to approach him. He lifted up his drink, and slowly made his way over to the man, trying not to look like he wanted to harm him.
"Greetings. How are you?"
He was attempting to be as friendly as possibly, whether this man threatened him or not. He would keep his cool, like he always did, and try to get information of the Nem'Vaah from him.
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Post by Veran on Oct 11, 2005 23:41:23 GMT
Silence, was his only awnser... As if the man had not hear a single word from him, his traits being hidden under his silvery hair and the almost oppressive shadows into his soul... Never had a thing been so effetive to chase away his own mind. The very aura of the human... Or so he thought him to be was even more mysterious, dangerous almost as both his thoughts and movements were completly unpredictable even in something as casual as simply drinking in a cantina...
One could be very strong in many ways, yet one always had to be cautious in front of such a thing as suprise...
And to his suprise quite actualy... The very water that was his the glass had frozen, as if an intense cold was simply erupting from the mans toutch...
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Post by .:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:. on Oct 11, 2005 23:50:21 GMT
The water freezing surprised Osiris a bit, but not as much as it would have if he had not sensed something peculiar about this man. The cold stare left him shuddering. The silence was intriguing, and Osiris knew he did not want to mess with this man. It was time to get down to business, though. Osiris wanted to complete his life-long search for the Nem'Vaah, and he was hoping this man would know something of them.
"Have you ever heard of the Nem'Vaah?"
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Post by Veran on Oct 12, 2005 1:25:37 GMT
The emerald jewels that were the mans eyes peirced through the silvery traits of his hair to gaze directly into the strangers eyes for a simple moment, from which time seemed to freeze for both of them, the loud yells throughout the cantina becoming shadows of whispers to finaly enter a complete and yet... unconfortable silence still...
He broke his stare from Orisis to insert new bullets in the magazine of his fire arm... Projectile weapons? These were not found in every corner of the galaxy, with every passing moments the presence of the man simply attracted even more questions then awnser with his simple presence around him, the cold becoming even more intense with each taken breaths...
"Now who would you be to know about such a thing as the Nem'vaah?"
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Post by .:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:. on Oct 15, 2005 3:49:16 GMT
Osiris stared back, but without the cold look. Just this man's eyes made him shiver. He thought they were enhanced with the Force at first, but he couldn't tell if they were or not. He felt the Force with this man greatly, and wanted to learn about it, completely.
"I've known of the Nem'Vaah for a while now. It is my purpose to join them, and learn of the Force.
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Post by .:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:. on Oct 15, 2005 22:20:17 GMT
OOC: Bump.
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Post by .:.::Bornor Re'Aden::.:. on Oct 19, 2005 21:51:05 GMT
OOC: Bump.  |
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