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Post by Anya Reyes on Oct 29, 2005 19:02:24 GMT
*Anya was wandering here and there on the surface of Corellia. The search for her father was getting lonesome and very tiresome. She needed to make sure that he was alright. The news of his sickness tore her apart, and she felt that she needed to see him, and possibly help. It's been a long time since she walked the surface of Corellia, though it hasn't changed in the slightest. She was hoping to find him at their house, but unfortunately, it didn't work out that way. He had moved away a few years back leaving Anya helpless. She let out a sigh, and walked into a cantina. She sat down, and started to go over the places she visited and the answers she had received.*
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 29, 2005 19:07:59 GMT
*The 18 year old Mandalore had much to celebrate thanks to his recent victory, but seemed to night would be a quiet night. A few drinks should do him good, and maybe lighten him up alittle.
He walked across the the small bar, pushing open the door and causing a slight jingle of the bell as he entered. His hands where nonchlantly placed behind his head and he whistled a soft tune...somthing he had been doing a lot lately...and always the same ol' song...he couldnt get it out of his head. He finally made it to the counter and he sat down on a stool next Anya, calmly asking for a drink and one for the lady next to him.*
"Rough day?"
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Post by Anya Reyes on Oct 29, 2005 19:17:57 GMT
*She shook her head and closed her eyes. After opening them, she looked over at him and spoke to him, her tone sounded a bit frustrated.*
"You can't even imagine..."
*She put down her datapad as the drinks arrived. Anya took a quick sip, then placed it back on the table, staring into it deeply. It was obvious that she had something on her mind and it wouldn't let her enjoy her drink in peace. She then let her eyes make their way to his face as she thanked him for the drink.*
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 29, 2005 19:19:45 GMT
"Don't metion it...anything for a pretty lady."
*He laughed...he was just trying to lighten up the mood, and she was probably to old for him anyway.*
"Anything I can help ya out with?"
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Post by Anya Reyes on Oct 29, 2005 19:31:23 GMT
*She laughed at his comment, and if his intention was to make her feel better, he sure succeeded. She took another sip of her drink, wondering if she should tell him of her father. She only just met him, and Anya doesn't trust easily. But Anya does need the help, She's almost desperate, and needs to find her father. After putting the drink down, she looked at him and explained her situation.*
"My father... he's sick and doesn't have the money for medication. I want to help him out, but can't seem to find him anywhere. It seems that I've been going on with this search for ages, but in reality, it's only been a few days. I just don't know where to look anymore. Funny... when I was younger, I always knew where to find my dad..."
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 4:56:00 GMT
"Oh....family issues....yea Im not good with 'dads'..."
*He said, thinking about his own father...the brutal jackass. Finally got himself killed in a drunken attempt to take on the mandalorian empire...dumbass. He got up and looked at her and turned to leave...Maybe he wasnt the best to help her out. As he got to the doorway, he looked back at her...she really did look desperate.*
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Post by Anya Reyes on Oct 30, 2005 5:05:28 GMT
*As he walked away from her, she blankly stared into to nothingness for a minute, questioning him. It was obvious he had some problems with his father in his past, but then again, Anya was the same. But Anya is willing to let go of their differences and help him out even though they don't agree with everything. He's family, and it's the least she could do. Anya then looked back to her drink, the look of desperation on her face gradually increasing. She then quietly, in a very faint tone of voice, speaks to herself as if disappointed.*
"Well.... there goes the only help I'll possibly encounter during this search."
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 5:25:21 GMT
*At the sound of her voice, his head twists and he looks back.*
"Gone? I was just seeing if he was outside...then I remembered...I dont know what 'he' looks like..."
*His smile was back, or at least kinda. He was obviously trying to hide it, for some reason unknown to her. He was gonna need to do stuff he didnt like if he ever wanted to be a great leader.*
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Post by Anya Reyes on Oct 30, 2005 5:43:37 GMT
*She looked back at him and a smile came to her lips as she let it grow wider and wider. She was most pleased that he would help her. Her eyes filled with joy, and her face lightened up. It was clear that agreeing to help her was one simple act that truly made her day. She got up and walked over to him, then gave him a hug, thanking him for the help. He was pretty decent.... for a kid.*
"I greatly appreciate your help. I don't know where'd I'd be right now if you hadn't sat down beside me today. Your act of kindness will go a long way. I dont think I've gotten around to asking your name....?"
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 5:45:49 GMT
"Its Darius...but My friends call me Mand-...umm, Lenoth yea...Lenoth."
*He smiled and winked at her, maybe today wasnt such a waste after all.*
"And yours?"
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Post by Anya Reyes on Oct 30, 2005 5:56:54 GMT
"Anya R-..."
*Anya hesitates to give him her last name. She doesn't know who she can trust anymore, and keeping a low profile would be the way to go. But he offered to help her find her father, and she doesn't sense any... deceit in him. So she figures that she should tell him.*
"Anya Reyes"
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Post by Solo (Shane Qel-Droma) on Oct 30, 2005 6:02:08 GMT
Solo walks down the street pipe in hand. Solo sees the odd pair.
"There any problems here?"
Solo puts his hand under his cloak hand on the handle of his revolver
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Oct 30, 2005 22:38:12 GMT
*Ignoring the newcomer, Darius sticks out his hand...A mandalorian handshake were the arms enterlock.*
"Well, Since you were so kind, lets get going on this big search..."
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Post by Anya Reyes on Oct 30, 2005 22:38:27 GMT
*Anya looked over to the man who had recently arrived. His question confused her... she couldn't tell why someone would think that there was a problem. She watched as he put his hand under his cloak, and eyed him suspiciously.*
"No problems at all.... Though, I appreciate your concern."
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Post by Zekk Nassin on Oct 30, 2005 22:52:00 GMT
*On Corellia I was wandering I didn't know where to go.I see the cantina I walk in wondering if there was a Jedi or another wookie in here. I walk in noticing that a girl looked like a Jedi* I say in Shyriiwook(wookie langue) "are you a Jedi?"
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