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Post by Mijana Jeta on Apr 6, 2010 20:21:22 GMT 1
Mijana steps outside the senate building, taking a deep breath, while walking away, thinking of what she'd witnessed and her conversation with Chapaa'ai.
Typical Jedi. They really didn't want themselves being compared with the 'Fallen' Jedi. She shakes her head, as she looks around at the surrounding people. They had no idea, what had happened. She was a little irritated, that she had to wait, until the official statement had come out. That could take time.
The only fortunate thing would be, that she would have time to finish the article, then.
She walks as quick as she can, but grimaces still a bid, by the pains, that are wearing off now, butare still there. She was walking towards her appartment building.
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Post by Karma Prue on Apr 6, 2010 20:30:26 GMT 1
A thin figure emerges from one of the side alleys. The figure is dressed in a long, dark blue trench coat and a sweatshirt underneath with a hood to hide the figure's face. From the built and the clothes it looks like a young boy that is making his living on the capital planet. He carries a package tucked underneath his arm.
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Apr 6, 2010 20:38:54 GMT 1
Mijana stops, as sees the boy. She looks over her shoulder, as to see, if it is another person, he's looking at. She then shakes her head, and starts to walk again. It couldn't be her, he's looking for.
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Post by Karma Prue on Apr 6, 2010 20:58:41 GMT 1
The boy continues walking, even when the reporter stops, and slowly moves up beside her.
"Mijana Jeta?" The voice is low, almost like a cat's purring.
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Apr 6, 2010 21:00:15 GMT 1
Mijana looks up, as he says her name, frowning.
"Yes?"
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Post by Karma Prue on Apr 6, 2010 22:07:03 GMT 1
"I need to talk to you." The boy looks briefly up at her, before lowering his eyes again, as if he is not worthy to look at a citizen from the upper levels. "It's urgent."
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Apr 6, 2010 22:16:24 GMT 1
Mijana nods, looking down at the boy, with a slight arrogant gaze. Wondering.
"Here? Or somewhere more private?"
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Post by Karma Prue on Apr 6, 2010 22:35:29 GMT 1
"Anywhere but here would be wise." The boy looks around, before his eyes stops at the Senate.
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Apr 6, 2010 22:41:18 GMT 1
Mijana looks in the same direction as the boy, and understands.
"My appartment is not that far away from here. We can talk free there." She takes a deep breath. "But this better be important."
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Post by Karma Prue on Apr 6, 2010 22:45:30 GMT 1
"Oh, it is." The boy nods. "It is very important, Miss Jeta."
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Apr 6, 2010 22:59:56 GMT 1
Mijana frowns even more, finding it very mysterious, that a strange boy would talk to her. But she had to admit to herself, that she was interested.
"Follow me then."
She starts to walk again expecting that the boy follows her.
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Post by Karma Prue on Apr 7, 2010 6:32:42 GMT 1
The boy nods quickly and follows her without saying another word.
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