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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 29, 2005 8:06:07 GMT
*She laughs* "Me? Oh no. If I remember correctly it was you that was cheating and got caught. Also, it was you that killed that one gang member to protect that....that red cloaked freaky thing....AND it was you that pissed them all off."
*She sits back in her chair with a grin on her face.*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Mar 29, 2005 8:53:26 GMT
He too leans back and grins before opening his mouth yet again " First off it's a moave, not red, secondly I never cheated, I said the rules were " fools" wild, not my fault he did not ask to specify, and lastly at least I didn't shoot up none of their buddies. You wanna know whos fault it really was toots?, it aint mine, thats for damn sure." he swivels back and scans over the controls, waiting for the notice that they had move away of the planets gravitational feild before sending the ship into hyperspace
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 29, 2005 8:59:35 GMT
*She rolls her eyes at him and turns around looking at the controls to the side. She looks back at him and quietly gets up making sure not to make a peep and heads back into the belly of the ship. She wants to see what she can find out about this man that has so 'graciously' taken her off Tatooine. Occassionally, she looks back to make sure he doesn't know she is gone and continues on. She starts to pass the cargo area and stops. One last look is given before she goes inside.*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Mar 29, 2005 9:23:12 GMT
Jarrak Sits back in the main hold swaying his feet freely from atop a cargo container with huttesse logos painted all overit, several of the containers have a vapor drifting from them, as if they were cold regulated
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 29, 2005 9:42:32 GMT
*She smiles and waves at the jawa trying to think of a way to get rid of him. She walks out of the hold and down the corrider a little. Suddenly, she sees some tools that weren't put away in their hasty departure. She smiles as she takes one and throws it down the hallway making a loud clatter at the other end of the hall and peaks around the corner to see if the Jawa goes to investigate.*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Mar 29, 2005 9:46:10 GMT
Jarrak starts slightly looking about, his eyes probing about for a moment, but the clang did not effect him..at firts, a few moments past, the sound gnawing at him until finally he springs up and dashes off, vanishing behind the crates, and off, one would assume, in the direction of the sound
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 29, 2005 10:18:53 GMT
*She quickly enters the room and goes to one of the crates. She opens it up and looks inside. She starts to pull the object out when she hears something coming. She closes it again and hides behind another crate watching.*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Mar 31, 2005 3:43:00 GMT
Jarrak tottels back by, twirling a hydro spanner as his gold eyes gaze about, illuminating slightly as he notices one of the cargo containor lids off set, curious by this the Jawa moves closer, scanning the area for any indruders on " his" watch
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 31, 2005 3:45:46 GMT
*She waits behind the crate hoping he will turn his back soon or get distracted by something. She needs to get back into the cockpit before Andru notices her missing. She waits in the shadows and shifts her weight to a more comfortable position when her staff hits something behind her. She freezes and watches Jarrak hoping he didn't hear the noise.*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Mar 31, 2005 3:59:45 GMT
The Jawa's hooded head turns at the sound, as he reaches his hand into his robes and produces a Bothan stunner, creeping closer to the sound slowly
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 31, 2005 4:02:47 GMT
*She creeps behind the other crates moving away hoping to escape before he finds her. She moves very carefully and quietly.*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Mar 31, 2005 4:05:54 GMT
Jarrak creeps about again watching everything quietly, climbing onto one of the crates to get a better view, jumping at a few shadows
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 31, 2005 4:09:16 GMT
*She gets some distance away and sees a small bolt on the floor. She picks it up and throws it across the room. She waits for him to go after it so she can run out without him knowing. She crosses her fingers hoping he will go.*
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Post by Andru Sal-Silo on Mar 31, 2005 4:17:24 GMT
As before the Jawa darts after the sound though his padded foot falls can be heard still it was;however safe to sermise that the living rag heap was safely out of the way
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Mar 31, 2005 4:19:55 GMT
*She runs out of the cargo bay and into the corridor. She leans up against the metal wall and holds back her laughter. After her heart slows down, she saunters back into the cockpit and sits down in the co-pilot seat.*
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