" (woohoo!)It has nothing to do with me brother, I swear
Notices a certain bulge of the Twi'Lek and looks at his sis slightly annoyed. Funny.. real funny.. "
" No, honest, Han shot first... "
You are a force sensitive. As is that bounty hunter who hides in the darkness. This planet houses many force sensitives but I'm sure you already knew that. Vance grinned, hiding his confusion behind the hard smile. The Mistress had made no attempts at hiding her force sensitivity yet she feigned ignorance. So many questions ran through his head as he kept his eyes glued to her.
Steps through the opening ducking her head slightly the tall woman scopes the place dropping her guns at the door, but keeping her Lightsaber on her hip, Jedi's had a pass in this place for weapons, they were peace keepers and trusted even among the scum that met at this joint... Zoe could never fathom a more welcoming place but today she was on business as she sat at the bar. Nodding to Jed the Bartender she placed the map on the surface in front of her and read.
Out the corner of his eye he catches a glimpse of a hooded figure. Thats the guy who almost killed me in the desert. He owes me a rematch. This time I'll kill him and I'll take his women home as a consolation prize. Perfect. After clrearing his throat Casus got up and approached the dark jedi. Lets take this outside.
Folding her legs within her chair, she manipulated a man on the far side of the corner, making him stand in front of her dettering the vision of the Sith on the far side of the room. Moving Quickly she stood behind him with her hands concealed in her cloak. "May, I help you?"
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