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Post by Koriana Letzt on Jul 31, 2008 20:44:39 GMT 1
Night on Jandoon. The courtyard to the castle, in which the Fallen Jedi now reside, is completely quiet. A wind moves silently over the yard, but apart from that, not a sound is heard. No Animals, no humans. There's not a single native left on Jandoon, after the Fallen unleashed their deadly weapon. The quietness creates a spooky atmosphere, and some people might be scared by it. But not the small figure now jumping out of one of the castle windows.
The tiny, but gracefull figure lands on a balcony below her, jumps to a section of the roof, then to a treetop, and from there she swings herself to the ground. It is all done in nearly complete silence. She's dressed all in black, and even her shoulderlong her is pitch black, and hangs loose, partly covering her face. Her hands and forearms are covered in long, black gloves, and even her soft soled boots are completely black. She moves from shadow to shadow, clearly used to moving without being seen.
she doesn't relax until she's well out of the courtyard, and even there she's cautious not to make any noise. She walks to a treetrunk that's been turned over in a storm long ago. It's hollow, and more than big enough for her to fit inside. She crouches down and reaches inside, dragging out a little bag.
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 17, 2008 13:46:05 GMT 1
Koriana carefully opens her bag and rummages inside it. She nods, satisfied. Everything seemed to be were it was supposed to be.
As she hurls the bag over her shoulder, she gets up from the treetrúnk, and looks to all sides, before carefully proceeding towards the castle. Her gaze moves everywhere, and she's aware of all sounds and movements around her.
She hardly makes a sound, and keeps herself well hidden in the shadows. Instead of going in through the grand door, she jumps up to an open window, and lands gracefully in the middle of a seemingly empty hallway.
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 17, 2008 14:06:52 GMT 1
"Ahem." A silent cough is the only warning, before a hand emerges out of the shadows and grabs hold of the little 'sneaker's' right arm, spinning her around.
Keith looks down at the 'guest', still holding her arm in a tight grib. "Hello there, little girl. Where do you think, you're going??" He smiles, but there's nothing nice about the weak twitching of his lips, which is hardly described as a smile.
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 17, 2008 15:01:00 GMT 1
"ugh!" Koriana has, much unlike her, been taken by surprise. She turns her head - and stares into a stomach. Lifting her head quite a bit, she finally discovers a face - 40 centimeters or so - higher up in the air than hers.
"I'm going to my room, let go of me!" She tries to pull her arm out of his grip.
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 17, 2008 15:07:51 GMT 1
"Really??" Keith doesn't relase her. On the contreary, he tightens his grib even more, pulling her closer. "You sure about that?? Most people use the DOOR, little lady, if they live here." He nodds at the window behind her. "The only people I know jumping through windows in the middle of the night are vicious, little thieves..." His blue eyes narrows. "Such as you. I don't recall ever seeing you here."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 17, 2008 16:30:53 GMT 1
Koriana tries again to pull her arm out of Keith's grip, but again find herself unsuccessfull in the matter. He is simply too big for her.
"Oh, so you know every single being who comes and goes here? Yeah, right..." She stomps her foot into the ground.
"Listen, I'm no thief, and I do live here, so cut it out!"
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 17, 2008 16:53:18 GMT 1
"You are very persistent, aren't you, little one??" A wry smile begins to show in the corner of Keith's mouth. "Well, if you DO live here, then you shouldn't have anything to worry about. Just prove it to me, and I'll let you go."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 18, 2008 16:13:11 GMT 1
"Yeah, I know the drill - no matter what I say, you wont accept it as valid information. So how about you let go of me, before Duncan or Varuun shows up to make you look stupid?" Her eyes has a cold, vicious glow to them. She's not in a particularly good mood at the moment.
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 26, 2008 15:23:34 GMT 1
"I don't mind looking stupid now and then." Keith doesn't even consider to release her. Instead, he takes a closer look at her. "As I said, I haven't seen you around. Do you have a name?"
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 26, 2008 17:40:39 GMT 1
"As a matter of fact, I do" She bears her teeth in a snarl.
"Don't we all? Mine's Koriana, and yours must be idiot...."
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 26, 2008 18:04:13 GMT 1
A flash of cold shows in Keith's eyes - than he pushes Koriana up against the wall. "You'd better be careful, or your name will end up on the stone covering your grave!!" he hisses aggressively, twitching her arm painfully. "Now, will you tell me, what you're doing here, and what important person you must be, since you dare jumping through these windows in the middle of the night??"
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 26, 2008 18:31:10 GMT 1
Korianas grimaces - Keith is quite big, compared to her, and his grip on her arm is starting to move from annoying to painful.
"Would you let go of me?!" She stamps her foot onto his with all her force.
"You don't -have- to be important to use the windows, bantha head, I just -like- using my body that way. What I'm doing here? I've joined the Fallen - today"
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 31, 2008 12:07:40 GMT 1
"Is that so??" Keith twitches her arm even more, completely cold to the fact that he will at some point will break her arm this way. He ignores the pain, as she stamps her foot onto his. Silly, little thing...
"I don't suppose that you can prove it, right...?? So, either I'll let you go... should I choose to believe you... or..." His blue eyes narrows. "... I'll throw you out the way you came in."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 31, 2008 12:19:55 GMT 1
"Yeah, Drashk and Varuun - especially Varuun will really appreciate that. Really!" She stares up into his face with all the hate she feels.
She tries another means of "escape" and slams her foot into his shin.
"How do you want me to prove it? Take you to my fucking room?"
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 31, 2008 12:31:48 GMT 1
This time Keith feels the pain from her kick and grimaces, before he slams her into the wall behind her. He looks down at her and arches one eyebrow a little bit. "Don't do that again."
Then he pulls her towards him. "Yes, why don't you do that? If you remember where your room is??"
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 31, 2008 12:35:08 GMT 1
"Of course I remember where my room is - how stupid do you think I am...?" She hesitates a little. As a matter of fact, she wasn't -exactly- sure how to get to her room from this hallway.
"And of course, you're gonna hold on to me the whole time?" She tries to keep the pain from her face, but that last slam into the wall really hurt.
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 31, 2008 12:46:36 GMT 1
"Yes. I am." Keith pushes her forward. "Now, let's go, little thing." A wry smile crosses his lips, as if he's finding some kind of amusement in this situation. "Which way??"
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 31, 2008 12:50:17 GMT 1
Koriana glances up at him from out of the corner of her eye. She hate him. Simple as that. She hate him. She wants him to die a slow and painful death. By her hand. There's two choices. Admit that she has absolutely no idea how to get to the living quarters. Or just pick a way and hope for the best. Koriana's proud. She hopes for the best. She lifts the hand not being held by Keith. The one still holding her bag. She manages to briefly touch an amulet around her neck, before taking her first steps down the hall. She halfclosses her eyes, and turns left. It felt right, at least.
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 31, 2008 12:53:52 GMT 1
Keith follows her, not saying anything. This could be interesting... As long as they're not bumping into the Brainsucker or the Underdog...
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 31, 2008 13:24:32 GMT 1
Koriana grimaces. He's still holding on to her arm, and it hurts. A lot, actually. Though that is not the worst part. The worst part is definently the fact that she has no idea where to go next. She follows the hallway, ignoring the fist cross, not going either left or right. She glances around, cautiously. She walks slowly, taking her time.
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 31, 2008 13:26:46 GMT 1
"You're not lost..." Keith bows down, mumbling into her ear, only to taunt her. "... are you, little girl??"
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 31, 2008 13:29:30 GMT 1
She turns her head slightly, glancing up at him. However, she does not answer him. she looks ahead of her again, taking another deep breath. She hadn't even been -in- this hallway before... She passes another cross, but stays in "her" hallway. Still taking her time, hoping for the best. At the next cross, she turns right, deeper into the castle. It still feels right at least.
"Of course I'm not..." she snarls.
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 31, 2008 13:32:08 GMT 1
Keith chuckles a little, padding her cheek with his free hand. "Good girl." He straightens up again, taking a look around.
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 31, 2008 13:54:23 GMT 1
"I am not a good girl" she mutters under her breath, clearly very annoyed with him. In fact, I would kill you right now, if it weren't for the fact that I have no idea how important you are around here She hides the last thoughts well, though. Too well for him to find it. She follows the hallway a while, before turning right again, finally seeing something useful. The main staircase. She takes a deep breath. Up or down? She halfclosses her eyes again. Down would be the cellars, at least from where they are now. Cellars, toture chambers...all kinds of unpleasant things. Up it is. She hopes.
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 31, 2008 14:03:02 GMT 1
Again Keith follows her, not trying very hard to keep a smile from his face. She hates him. He can feel her hate more than anything. She is not trying to hide it. Which makes her more amusing to tease. Wonder how hard she can be provoked, before she snaps?
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 31, 2008 14:05:45 GMT 1
Koriana slowly walks up the staircase. Very slowly. Actually, she's walking so slowly that it's easy to guess she has no idea how many floors she needs to climb. Her teeth are clenched, and there's a grim look on her fase. 1st floor. She stops briefly, looking around. Taking a deep breath, before continuing up the stairs.
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 31, 2008 14:09:09 GMT 1
"You'd better hurry." Keith has noticed her hesitation and pulls her hard backwards, so she would have fallen down the stairs, if he had not held her arm. "My patience is almost up, little girl."
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 31, 2008 15:14:59 GMT 1
"What's the rush?" She stares up at him, her cold eyes even more cold now.
"You gotta keep your bedtime?" She reach the 2nd floor and stops again. Was it this floor or the next?
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Post by Keith Flare on Aug 31, 2008 15:48:01 GMT 1
Keith smiles at her. Before twitching her arm, so she is able to reach the back of her head with her fingertips. "No. But I'm not a Fallen Jedi for my undying patience with other pathetic lifeforms, sweetie. So maybe you wanna hurry a little??"
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Post by Koriana Letzt on Aug 31, 2008 17:55:20 GMT 1
"Actually, no, I don't wanna hurry!" She stops, and stares at him angrily.
"You have no right to do this to me, so we'll take the time -I- want to take - even if it means you get home past your bedtime!" Using the force to aid her, she finally manages to free her arm from his grip. She moves from the staircase onto the hallway. She was pretty sure there were living quaters up here - she just wasn't sure if hers was one of them.
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