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Post by Selena Uhopria on Aug 8, 2010 0:37:05 GMT -5
She nods. "He is a none force user by choice. I just couldn't accept that." She takes a deep breath. "I do not see what you could learn from me but what is mine that you need I will indeed give, so that I can be taught how to make others tremble like you." She winces at her words. What happen to her icy cool? This man seem to be slipping under her skin, and it felt good.
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Post by SK on Aug 11, 2010 20:53:49 GMT -5
As he is searching through the underbelly of Coruscant, he then comes up to a club. He doesn't think he has ever been here before, but it looked like a good enough place for him to try and get information on the Jedi and thier whereabouts, or even to find a Jedi or two here, which would be better. He then walked into the club, and had a look around, and using the force, he was looking for the best person, that would give him the most info that he needed.
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Post by Selena Uhopria on Aug 11, 2010 20:56:49 GMT -5
Selena sipped her drink while waiting on Neph to get back. Her blue eyes flickered to the new man that walked in. His power was so red around him it seemed like blood. His eyes where cold. She watched him for a moment then turned back to her drink. But she made sure to know where he was at all times.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Aug 11, 2010 21:03:01 GMT -5
She walks in, her persona of Marion firmly in place. Her hair is in an elaborate braid down her back instead of her customary bun and curls, she is wearing a dove gray suit with a pink dress shirt. She has on green colored contacts and has dyed her hair a deep sable to hide the cinnabar read streaks.
Needing a drink she bellies up to the bar with her briefcase, hidden in the Force lest some old acquaintance come across her and expose her real identity she looks around slowly to evaluate the situation while she orders a G&T.
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Post by SK on Aug 11, 2010 21:08:41 GMT -5
He could then feel eyes on him at all times, but there was one in particular that caught his attention. He then turned to her, and searched her mind, using the force, but could not get anything, but some closed doors. It seems to him, that if she needs to cover her mind, then she has got something to hide. He then made his way to her table, and stood up above her, looking down upon her, and smirked.
"Well, well, what do we have here?" He said, as he then placed a hand on the table. "I can tell that you noticed me when I walked in, and unlike the other patrons, you were not frightened. So, tell me where the Jedi are, and I shall leave you alone. If you cannot, then well, things may get a little rough around here."
He then gently moved back a part of his cloak, so that she would be able to see the lightsaber that was dangling from his belt.
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Post by Selena Uhopria on Aug 11, 2010 21:16:56 GMT -5
Her eyes flicker to the woman who just walked in taking note of her as she always does. She watches the man walk to her and thinks he acts like a rutting bull. Her eyes go whip cold at his demand of her like she is some lowly servant he can order around.
She is no-ones whipping post.
She slides her legs up baring them high so he can see the deadly dagger tipped with poison and slides her hand to her hip where he can see her saber and a hint of her blaster.
Her voice is whip cold. "Do I have your bitch written on my forehead?" She sips her whiskey. "Now do not misunderstand me. I despise Jedi they are vermin I wish to slaughter. So if you sit here nicely I can tell you what I know, but threaten me again and just for fun we will fight and you will learn nothing."
Her hand caresses her saber hilt as her eyes flash slight red.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Aug 11, 2010 21:25:51 GMT -5
She noted the tall man hoovering over the pretty but cold eyed brunette. He looks like he'd like to swallow her up. She notes a thin man in a long coat meandering through the crowd. It's obvious he's lifting wallets.
She gets out her data pad and pulls up her files for Micro Tech Power Converters and goes over her notes. She knows them backwards and forwards but she's determined to be completely prepared with no slip ups. If someone were to look under her flimsies in her case they might find a hydrospanner in the case.
The place brought back memories. She's spent many nights here partying with assorted low lifes and ruffians, preferring the rough crowd over the restrictions and blandness of the temple. Some days she missed it.
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Post by SK on Aug 11, 2010 21:28:12 GMT -5
He then chuckles at her, and shakes his head.
"You know what, you have some spunk, and I do like that, but...don't ever insult me like that again. I can see through you, and I know for a fact that if you do ever insult me again, for it would be the last thing you would ever get to do." he says, as his eyes then narrow at the saber on her hip, and wonders if she may have killed a Jedi for it. He then felt a disturbance in the force, as if there was someone, or something that he knew. It was a presence of some sort, and cocked his eye towards the bar, as he was taking a seat with the young lady. his eyes begin to move back and forth, from this woman, and the presence that he had not felt in sometime. He then turned his attention back to the woman at the table and stared at her.
"Ok, you tell me what I want to know, and I shall let you leave this place with your life. If not, then I will kill you and every single patron in this dump. so tell me what I want to know, quit playing games with me, and I will be on my way. Trust me, you don't want me to be upset right now..." As he said that, his then opened his senses a bit more, as he knew now who that person was, but he is gonna keep it to himself, for now, until he gets the info from this girl.
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Post by Selena Uhopria on Aug 11, 2010 21:46:06 GMT -5
Her eyes narrow at the woman then the mans words filter through her. Rage filters through her body so fast at his arrogance that she sees red. She breaths out deeply. She prides her self on keeping her temper. This little man has power but no depth he is cold and empty. She tilts her head. He ask for what she also has been looking into. She fights the urge to slice his upper thigh with her poison dipped dagger. Her hand shakes with the need. But he could get to the Jedi and help her kill them. She was good but so far with the exception of Neph she has not meet any decent Sith.
What to do what to do. Fight him and wind up probably hurting her and him. Then neither of them get anything but spilled blood and scars. She is the head of Black Sun and how can she expect them to respect her if she lets this rutting bull insult her. Then the flip side was if she fought him how could she teach them to let their mind control them not their anger. This man had put her in a awkward position. For that alone she would see him pay. But should it be now?
She gives him a cold smile. "Ahh I see." She takes another sip and forces her calm. Ice is the best method when some one wishes to burn out like fire. Her body gives a slight shudder and goes relaxed. "Well blood is hard to get out of clothes wither it be yours or mine. So sit order a whiskey and ask me what you want to. And if it is worth my while I'll tell you all I know which is quiet a bit, with no blood as payment."
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Post by SK on Aug 11, 2010 21:59:32 GMT -5
He then heard what she was saying, but in a way, he was almost dismissing it, as he continues to eye the patron that had caught his attention so much. He then looked at the barkeep, and ordered himself a bottle of Tihaar, and then placed his hands on the table, as if signaling to her, that he has no evil intentions for tonight.
"Ok, then if you want to stay alive, I suggest you do not lie to me then. If you have info that I need, well then, I can guarantee that you will be paid handsomley. so, my question to you is, Where are the Jedi and thier hidden temple?" He says it not too loud, but loud enough for the other woman to overhear. He then glances at the woman at the table he is sitting with, and then back at the other, as he tries to gain any kind of tell that she makes upon hearing him looking for the Jedi.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Aug 11, 2010 22:06:23 GMT -5
Something about the man's body language is familiar but she can't place it. She's known many many force users good and bad. She'd have to think about it. Pursuing her pad she's lost in thought until he starts talking about seeking the Jedi. Like no one has ever gone looking for us she thinks. Dumbass, we're right out in plane site under your nose.
Laughing inwardly she gives no outward sign of distress. She is, after all, a Shadow and this is what she is trained to do. She'd honed her skills exposing Lady Zhanna and Darth Ervesio's plot to destroy the Jedi from within and she wasn't going to be tricked into giving herself away to an overgrown pickle. Because for some reason, that's what this man reminded her of, a big salty pickle.
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Post by Selena Uhopria on Aug 11, 2010 22:10:41 GMT -5
Her eyes flicker to the women he is watching. She senses he is more interested in the woman. Which makes her wonder who the woman is. She files that information away. She leans closer to him and raises a eyebrow. "Is someone listening in?" She takes a deep breath. "My name is Lady Selena and you are?"
She pulls up her data pad and lowers her voice. "A couple weeks ago, the Jedi fought on Naboo and I had some people look into it seeing as the old members, of Black Sun where involved."
Her eyes go blood red and then she calms. "The ones I got my hands on are dead seeing as I had not given permission for such a action. A Master Luke Skywalker and his Wife Jade Skywalker where involved. My sources tells me they have a temple some where on Yavin 4. The planet is heavily guarded."
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Post by SK on Aug 11, 2010 22:20:29 GMT -5
He then hears what she had said, and nods, and then stands up and looks at the woman.
"Well then, Selena, if what you have told me was true, then I have no quarrels with you, that is, until you betray me. Your info makes sense, but I will still have to check up on it. As for my name, well, you'll be hearing it in about oh, 5 seconds or so..."
He then stood up, and started to walk over to the woman at the bar, and hovers behind her
"I thought that I had felt a presence that I had not felt since...the old order of the Jedi. I just never thought I would be running into you...
He then takes his lightsaber off of his belt, and then ignites it, as a green blade was seen coming from the hilt. He knows that the the other patrons may try and interfere, but nonetheless, it was the Jedi that he wanted to kill, and and the others were of no bother to him
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Post by Selena Uhopria on Aug 11, 2010 22:30:02 GMT -5
She slides her hand to her blade. But her voice of reason whispers to her. Kill him and the price of that blood may be a lose of a allie to help her kill the Jedi. What is more important to her? Her pride or her revenge?
Her eyes go ice cold as her need to have the Jedi's blood flow is greater then her want to taste this mans blood with her dagger. She gives him a delighted smile.
"Is that so then by all means have fun."
She leans back, if nothing else she will be able to tell just how powerful he is. She slides her dagger back into the holder on her upper thigh but keeps her hand on her blaster.
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Post by Gert Yonsz-Kenobi on Aug 11, 2010 22:42:57 GMT -5
She looks up at the large man and arches an eyebrow. Ah yes... him....
She sighs deeply. On her snootiest most bland voice she says "Look... I don't know who you think I am but you're quite mistaken. Why don't you let me buy you a drink hmm?"
She smiles blandly knowing she can't tweek the force without the other dark side user making note of it and she's not in the mood for a battle at the moment. Nor does she want her cover blown and ruining her chances of getting to her meeting tomorrow with the head of Black Sun. Mara needs to know whats going on and she was the most likely to be able to ferret that information out. Her timing of course, was impeccable as always.
She did however quietly and quite discreetly open herself to the Force in case he decided to go through with his actions. Thank the Force she'd left her attache case open.
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