Halan
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Purple Haze
A good assassin needs neither the dark or the light....he needs skill (Was Mandalore)
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Post by Halan on Aug 20, 2005 0:21:39 GMT
"Bac? I do apoligise but there are so many jedi coming and going I find it hard to figure out who is who"
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Post by Kali (Laili Rendar) on Aug 20, 2005 0:28:24 GMT
*She doesn't want to put him at risk and fears she already said too much.*
"Thanks for the drink, Mandalore. I should get going though before a sith patrol enters."
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Halan
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Purple Haze
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Post by Halan on Aug 20, 2005 0:32:16 GMT
*Mandalore notices hr voice change slightly but persues it no longer*
"Very well...it was interesting meeting you"
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Post by Master Bondora on Aug 20, 2005 0:34:53 GMT
A Sith patrol led by Darth Invidius himself, entered the cantina. Indeed, some patrons at the OLC had informed Sith authorities of the presence of a jedi. Eager to prove his skills to the Sith Empire and to Brenos, Invidius immediately took a patrol with me and sprinted toward the OLC. The Sith Soldiers were also guarding the exit.
"Search the cantina and if you dont find him, I'll have all of your heads on a plate!"
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Post by Kali (Laili Rendar) on Aug 20, 2005 0:35:24 GMT
OOC: Oops didn't catch that before I posted. Corrected mine.
*She smirks*
"Likewise."
*Then she turns to the door and sees the Sith patrol walking in. She curses silently to herself and sits back down. How was she going to get herself out of this one?*
Act normal, Laili and perhaps we'll get lucky.
*She didnt have a lightsaber in plain view. She wasn't dressed as a Jedi. Hell, she didn't even act like a Jedi half of the time. Her training wasn't very far along. Besides the few Sith Lords that knew her as a Jedi weren't among those in the patrol.*
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Post by Shara on Aug 20, 2005 3:24:27 GMT
OOC: *blinks* Did I leave?  |
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Post by Kali (Laili Rendar) on Aug 20, 2005 3:25:27 GMT
OOC: you mean you don't live in here, Caireen?  |
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Post by Shara on Aug 20, 2005 3:31:31 GMT
OOC: LOL.... mm... I have no idea what's going on... but sence I didn't leave and she's a bit 'out of it' anyway....
Shara sank back in her seat, idly flexing the semi pained wrist as she watched the goings on. Sith patrols, Jedi... it mattered very little, so long as they didn't desturb the little bit of peace she'd found in drink.
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Post by Mathias on Aug 20, 2005 4:00:22 GMT
:I always found something very theraputic about a good bender. Considering it took well over toxic levels to give me the right amount of buzz I didn't do it often but last night had been the perfect time. The waitresses were smart and just left me slumped over at a corner booth snoring my head off. If I had been allowed to sleep it off I'd have awakened bright and chipper but that was not to be. Noisy Sith troopers with their noisy boss just HAD to cut short my meditations. The headache pounded in my skull, the lights, the sights all of it was too much. I groaned and sat almost up, the empty mug still in my hand. I whip it at the nearest Sith be it trooper or leader. "Shut the frag up before I slit your belly and fieldstrip your entrails like a Brundi Brushcat!" Yeah my voice rang out way to loud and made me wince. Oh yeah someone was gonna taste blade before I was placated.:
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Post by Kali (Laili Rendar) on Aug 20, 2005 21:18:26 GMT
*Though she hated the man with a passion, he had a knack of always creating the right diversion and helping her get away. She was glad her luck still held out. While the guards were moving towards him, she runs out the backdoor and down the streets of Coruscant trying to get lost in the crowd.*
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Post by Mathias on Aug 20, 2005 22:13:31 GMT
:An argument, that was all it amounted to, troopers getting up in my face and me telling them where to stick their authority. What kept it from turning into a decent fight was me vomiting on their nice clean black boots. Yeah they didn't like that much but vomiting seems to be the key to get out of trouble, they pushed me out of the cantina faster then.... well something fast! Yeah hangovers ruined my metaphors something awful. Picking up my weapons I jandered in a weaving manner towards the starport, Coruscant wasn't fun anymore.:
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Lotus Leikokami
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Post by Lotus Leikokami on Aug 22, 2005 3:29:38 GMT
Eili walks into the OLC. She straightens her dress out. Her eyes move about the room for an empty table. Her sleeves slightly cover her hands. She brings her hand to her hand brushes her hair out of her eyes. She smiles and heads for a small table in the back.
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Halan
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Post by Halan on Aug 22, 2005 15:27:47 GMT
*Mandalore taps his fingers in a bored manner, he expected the cantina to be much more interetsing with the sith incharge, he hears the scarping of a chair behind him as he turns to see a young women sitting alone*
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Renthous Vacvar
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Post by Renthous Vacvar on Aug 22, 2005 16:39:38 GMT
::Darth Toxis enters the OLC, looking around. He sits at the bar, and examines the drink menu::
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Lotus Leikokami
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Post by Lotus Leikokami on Aug 22, 2005 20:06:02 GMT
The girl calls a waitress over. The waitress appproaches the table. The girl asks for a small cup of tea. The waitress returns with the cup and kettle. She pours herself a cup and slowly drinks.
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