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Post by Azan Thane on Dec 3, 2009 22:41:54 GMT 1
The dark figure walks down a hallway of no special significance. Not to the Fallen, not to the figure himself. He is dressed in a dark cloak with the hood pulled up, as if to hide his face. But right now, the intention is to be left alone.
Azan coughs lightly into his hand and grimaces, as he continues his little walk. He has done this a hundred times before during his stay in the Fallen Jedi's Headquarters. Having nothing to do, he has been massuring up everything. Making a mental map of the fort in his head. Could be useful sometimes.
Right now he is counting the lenght of the hallway in steps.
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Post by Mara Jade on Dec 12, 2009 21:55:13 GMT 1
((NPC))
A woman clad in a black and purple tunic steps out from one of the corridors, looking coldly at Azan. Her skin seems to be white, and her ears are pointy. Her hair might have been white too, had it not been dyed black and purple to match the colours of her tunic.
"Finally. Been looking all over for you..." She raises an eyebrow
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Post by Azan Thane on Dec 12, 2009 22:23:38 GMT 1
Azan stops walking - and counting, of course.
"Me?" he asks politely with one of his characteristic half-smiles.
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Post by Mara Jade on Dec 12, 2009 22:29:35 GMT 1
The woman looks sort of overbearingly at him and folds her arms across her chest
"Do you see anyone else here, I could be talking to?"
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Post by Azan Thane on Dec 12, 2009 22:44:41 GMT 1
"Perhaps your eyes are able to see something that I do not." Azan folds his hands behind his back. "Now, do you have something urgent to discusss with me, or did you just show up to mock me?"
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Post by Mara Jade on Dec 12, 2009 22:46:18 GMT 1
"I do not waste my time looking for sorry souls to mock" She leans casually against the wall, her arms still folded across her chest.
"Drashk has a mission for you. A mission where you will have to prove your worth"
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Post by Azan Thane on Dec 12, 2009 22:51:35 GMT 1
Azan raises an eyebrow. Prove my worth?
"Of course." He nods with a more polite smile. "What must I do?"
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Post by Mara Jade on Dec 12, 2009 23:01:25 GMT 1
"You must go to the core worlds and pick our next targets. Find out which senators pose the biggest threats for us. Who needs to be dealt with next
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Post by Azan Thane on Dec 12, 2009 23:14:10 GMT 1
Azan nods once. The fact that he left the core world just a few weeks ago, doesn't bother him. The Jedi won't even know that he's back, if he doesn't want them to.
"I will, then," he answers. "Anything to prove my loyalty."
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Post by Mara Jade on Dec 12, 2009 23:15:37 GMT 1
The woman smiles smugly.
"Of course you will. Drashk demands it of you..."
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Post by Azan Thane on Dec 13, 2009 0:04:54 GMT 1
"Then I will do as my leader - demands." Azan nods once again, keeping his half smile, half... smirk around his lips.
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Post by Mara Jade on Dec 13, 2009 0:28:44 GMT 1
"Great...get packed, Drashk wants you to leave early in the morning" She nods to him
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Post by Azan Thane on Dec 13, 2009 0:53:53 GMT 1
Azan nods once more. "I will be on my way, then."
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Post by Mara Jade on Dec 13, 2009 1:01:27 GMT 1
"Yes yes, be gone with you..." The woman waves to dismiss him and disappears down the corridor from which she came
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