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[Emoir]

* It had been a day since the haunting figure of her long dead father left a message on her holonet tranceiver, he seemed worryed and cautious. Advising her to hurry to alderan to help him he said he had little time to talk and would explain more upon her arrival. Imidiatly she backed her belongings and set out using a commision craft in the hanger's where she worked as a dock manager to earn credits. The ship could hold two comfortably, it set off towards alderan with lighting-like speed. An hour or so later the ship origonaly used to transport embassadors came into veiw of the planet alderan, the message mentioned meeting him at the south entrance to the capital city. The ship Emoir flew entered the skys of alderan and glided down to a landing pad close to the south entrance of the capital city. As she exited the ship's cocpit she noticed only a few mechanics and a group of people at the south gate entrance.*

[Emoir]

*Cautiously approching she was able to hear the group of people talking, each held a gun as one of them appeared to be her father. She had doubted his message in the first place knowing she had seen his dead corpse. Slowly she drew the blaster she had packed with the stuff she knew she would need from her belt, holding it losely she heard the conversation.*

*The man who at first appeared to be her deceased father showed his true features as his face molded into a rough lizard appearance."

"Thats her ship over there on landing pad V-2, arm your weapons this is the last of the witnesses of our smuggling opperation."

*She stood firmly aginst a tower wall, behind the tower they walked out from the shady place they kept an eye on her ship. The group seeming to be humans except for the leader who was most defenantly a changling. She now realized she had been luerd into a trap. The party of hitmen walked over to landing pad V-2, in that moment the changling streached his right hand out and quickly moving it down. It must have been a signal to the docking overseers. As the sly changling made the hand motion the landing pad wich stood over a long slopping hill detached and tumbled down, the ship flew off as the pad gave way with it too falling to the ground below. In a errupting blast the landing pad and ship wich Emoir had arrived in were engulfed in a hell fire of destruction.*

*Emoir's only means of escape were too destroyed, the changling turned to face the direction of emoir as if he already knew where she was hiding. He approched the look out tower wich was the only thing in between her and the assalint.*

[Emoir]

"Oh please, we arnt fools little girl."

*The lizard like face of the changling appeared infront of emoir in a split second taking her by suprise, she jumped to the side instinctivly as a long knife was thrusted into the classical stone structure by the muscle bound worrior.*

"Hold still and you wont feel a thing."

*The rest of the group of gangsters charged in from behind the changling armed with weapons from swords to large rifles. The changling laughed, as he ripped the impaling knife from the stone tower. With a flip of his wrist he tossed it into the air and caught it perfectly. He then pointed it out to Emoir.*

"Open fire!"

*Blaster shots flew out from behind the assalint as his followers rappidiedly fired inward. Sparks kicked up dust as she toke cover around a building, slowly pushing her way into the depth's of the city where it would be easeier to plan an escape.*

*As the smoke and dust cleared the hunter's were dumbfounded to see their target had vanished. Infurriorated the capitan threw his knife into the ground as it stabed blade first chopped into the dirt.*

"Find her, kill her! dont let her get away!"

*The hunters all in acompany then flooded into the streets, there had to be at least tweenty hunters all probaly trained very well. Emoir quickly entered into a cantina to hide, hopping she could wait everything out, or other wise find a way to leave the planet.*

[Halan]

*Halan walks into the cantina and slips into a small shadow cast by the windows covers.....he looks across the bar his head turing as his eyesight crosses though shadow and light without a double take...his gaze sets on a single....female...something he wasn't entirely sure of what she was but it was vaguely more interesting than the humans in the room...he slips over to a table nearby ..out of the shadows..his hood up to avoid the attention of being a danthri in the core*

[Emoir]

*Moving through the cantina emoir made her wa to a booth wich she slipped into as she looked out of the entrance at the far end still hearing the platoon of hitmen still storming about the city. Her eyes quickly shot around the cantina making sure she didnt draw any unkown attention. Just as she thought she was in the clear she saw a hooded figure walking her way. In a instant she drw her pistol and silently held it beneth the table. As the hooded man drew closer she showed her pistol by setting it on the teble with her hand resting on top of it.*

"Not anoth-"

*She could now see he wasnt even the same race as the hunters after her. But knowing the changling was about she remained cautious.*

"Who are you and what do you want?"

[Halan]

*He takes off his hood revealing his rather prominant danthri features and looks down at the pistol.....he crosses his leg and rests his hand on it while...not msiling but allowed his face to become less of an emotionless blur*

"Depends entirely on who you are i'm afraid"

[Emoir]

*She pulls her hand holding the pistol away from his hand and holds it beside her. Cautious as to what this guy is and who he his she moves away from him in the booth's seat.*

"Who I am has nothing to do with it, just awnser this, do you know the person those hunters are after?"

*She chose her words carefuly knowing the entire cantina could be in on this.*

[Halan]

"Well judgeing by how you reacted to my presence and...changeing of seats"

*He gasps in mock shock and fear*

"I would say those hunters making one hell of a noise...terrible trackers I must say...anyway there looking for you"

[Emoir]

"Ah, so what do you want here?"

*Her eyes occasionaly looked at the entrance to see if anyone entered. So far so good she thought to herself.*

[Halan]

"Just a quick stop over in this little galaxy of yours.....anyway you grabbed my attention...and to put the query on my mind simply....what are you?"

[Emoir]

"A fair question, a extinct race so it doesnt matter but the archives on coruscant refered to us in a foot note at the bottom of the screen as the voldemoire. Like I said our race is history, so you wont have to remember the voldemoire for a test."

*She paused a moment to look out at the entrance she saw two hunters pass the entrance, she was becoming nervous.*

"So you came here on a ship did you not?"

[Halan]

*He runs his fingers along the table gently and twirls a tiny coin though his fingers...he always liked to keep his hands busy*

"the wonders of public transportation I am afraid...I take it you want off this world"

[Emoir]

"No, I just wana let them capture me and get gutted like an animal."

*She became annoyed and spoke in a sarcastic voice. She then calmed down realising she needed to think clearly.*

"Im sorry, I really need off this planet, please."

[Halan]

"The public system on this planet is top notch if one knows...how to dispear lets just say"

*He raises his eyebrows to her...I guess he thought he was helping*

[Emoir]

*She folded her arms across her cheast and leaned foward.*

"I dont think I understand..."

*She had little knowledge of his racal backround, and thus was confused.*