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Post by Syryy on Apr 20, 2005 15:35:20 GMT
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Adena
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retired from RP'ing GODDESS
BOO!
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Post by Adena on Apr 22, 2005 8:40:24 GMT
Adena strides into the rundown Cantina, distant from other locations, her mind heavy with thoughts
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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 Apr 22, 2005 12:20:56 GMT
*I enter the bar an have a quick look around, I see the blonde jedi from the OLC and take a seat opposite her ordering a drink and haveing a quick talk to the bar keeper*
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reav
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Post by reav on Apr 22, 2005 12:26:56 GMT
*Walks in to the bar,and he c mandalore*
*First he order a ale*
"Hey,mandalore"
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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 Apr 22, 2005 13:59:43 GMT
" recruit"
* I lower my head in recognision slightly and nod at the chair next to me indicateing him to sit down*
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reav
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Post by reav on Apr 22, 2005 14:11:07 GMT
*Goes to the chair beside him*
"How old is mandalorian faction?"
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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 Apr 22, 2005 14:15:29 GMT
ooc: what the hell does that mean  |
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reav
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Post by reav on Apr 22, 2005 14:16:59 GMT
ooc: i dont know..i just wanted to ask something  =P |
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reav
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Post by reav on Apr 22, 2005 14:17:20 GMT
*Walks out*
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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 Apr 22, 2005 14:24:03 GMT
ooc: lmao fair enough |
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reav
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Post by reav on Apr 22, 2005 14:25:22 GMT
;D
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 22, 2005 23:07:39 GMT
*She enters the cantina and sits at the bar. The bartender knows from experience not to deny this young woman anything she asks for and quickly puts a drink in front of her before she asks. She smiles at this and chuckles.* "Looks like they remember me here. FINALLY, to be out of Myrkr again for a little while."
*She gets an alert on her comlink and looks at her datapad and groans.* "Ilhar has returned already? She's gonna be mad that I'm gone again."
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 22, 2005 23:52:22 GMT
*She finishes her drink and walks out of the cantina. She has an idea of something she could do.*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 26, 2005 8:51:38 GMT
*Kyra walks into the bar seemingly exhausted and pulls off her leather jacket to put on the back of the chair at the bar. She orders an ale and looks around at the patrons gathered. Some men are oogling at her as she looks at them. Her head turns in disgust at the men as she looks the other way at the other patrons.*
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Post by occultus on Apr 27, 2005 2:50:39 GMT
*A couple of Gammoreans stand blocking the entrance way and conversing in their primitive grunt language. As the dark sider enters, he locks eyes with the one nearest. He uses his undeveloped force skills as his gaze boars into the piggie's head.*
Hmm, lets see here... cerebral cortex... cerebellum... language skills... ah, here we go, motor functions.
*Tapping into the motor section, he activates the nerve endings in the Gammorean's leg. The pig-man moves to the side and bows low before the robed figure.*
Unnessecary, but easier than having to explain to the bartender why there was a dead Gammorean lying on the ground.
*He notices Selae. Recognition dawns on the part of his face not covered by the dark hood of his robes. He salutes-- an acknowledgement to a fellow Sith. Sitting down at a seat by the window, he orders a Twi'lek (the drink, not the species). An unusual seat for a Sith, but nothing about this galaxy is ever usual, now, is it?
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