Triune
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Post by Triune on Apr 15, 2005 5:58:19 GMT
*Cyndra swallows back her fear and vomit once more as she scoots away from the moaning Max, she looks up at 'Lirreka' and nods.*
"Whatever you say boss Lady." She manages.
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 15, 2005 6:03:19 GMT
*She turns to look carefully at the skin feeling strange ripples through the Force. Though the man's skin had been taken off of his body and should be dead, she senses that it is somehow still alive....She turns to Cynda again throwing her a comlink.*
"When I communicate with you on that comlink, you best respond within 30 min or I will hunt you down and skin you just as I have done your partner. Understand? Failure is death."
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Post by Triune on Apr 15, 2005 6:12:30 GMT
*She catches the commlink and nods shoving it into her pocket*
"You got it boss Lady. If I can't answer it it'll mean I'm dead anyway." She keeps a morbid eye on Max
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 15, 2005 6:29:01 GMT
*She looks at Cynda smiling a sick smile as she folds up Max's skin*
"If I were you, I would run now."
*She turns and heads towards her ship.*
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Post by Triune on Apr 15, 2005 6:35:40 GMT
*Cyndra doesn't need much more incentive as she scrambles on all fours away from 'Lirreka' before getting to her feet to dash off down the street. Selae feels somehow almost empowered by the fearful gazes peeking from cracks in shutters and through windows. She can smell it on them despite the refreshing scent of rain-cleaned wind that swirls lightly around her. She reaches the bay to find it empty of personel.*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 15, 2005 6:39:43 GMT
*She makes her way to The Ghost and stows away the satchel and the skins she had just received. One last time she looks around smiling. People would remember this day. She slips back inside and closes the ramp door heading to the pilot's seat.*
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Post by Triune on Apr 15, 2005 6:49:02 GMT
*The Ghost's engines warm up rapidly, slowly it lifts from the bay floor and soon is streaking into the sky. Selae's laughter spilled from her lips as she glanced at her sillouette, 'nice rack' indeed.*
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Post by Lady Zahra/Jules on Apr 15, 2005 7:15:05 GMT
*Once the ship enters hyperspace she lets her mind wander back to the events. What was with that wind? What about the way the Force just seemed to slip off of her and how was Max's skin still able to live while removed from his body. She was intrigued to say the least. Maybe something happened to her when she touched that crystal....*
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Post by Triune on Apr 15, 2005 7:29:41 GMT
*The peace of Hyperspace does indeed provide Selae's mind room to wander, leaning back in the command chair, the hum of the ship's engines mixes with the faint sound of windchimes or so it sounds to Selae's drifting mind though she knows it is just a transceiver echo the ship sets up when in hyperspace. She looks at her long nailed ebon hand wondering what other secrets Lirreka holds and how to obtain them... Few were as secretive as the Ebonclaw Matron, each layer of mystery is peeled away only to find two more. Putting on this bio-suit is more then donning a near-flawless disguise its a means of slipping under those layers of mystery leading Selae on a path both frustrating and facinating. Amusment painted her drifting thoughts, who else could she fool, who else could she be? The sheer possibilities alone brought a pleasent shiver to Selae and brought a smile to her Lirreka face. Another visit to Dathomir might be soon in order.*
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