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Post by Sal Kildor on Jun 8, 2008 16:23:14 GMT
After spending a night indoors resting, Sal decided to find out what news she could from the local cantina. At first she had been met with a few examining eyes, but these were eventually shifted away. She sat in the corner, and had a couple of drinks, while listening to the broadcast for Mos Eisley on Galactic News and to what rumours people were discussing in the large circular room. There she waited, with nothing better to do, she decided to stay to relieve the boredom of staying in the same room at the place she now rented.
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Post by Nema Aldari on Jun 8, 2008 21:38:01 GMT
Nema walked into the cantina and begun to examine her surroundings. She had already checked the log of the transport ship which had taken Sal Kildor here, but now it was just a matter of finding her within this city. The best place for her to start in this mostly lawless place was the cantina's, they had a wealth of knowledge hidden beneath it's drunken glamour. Walking inside, she immediately felt a tingling sensation, reaching out with the force, she found nothing unusual. It was only until Nema reached the bar and was about to call the bartender over that she noticed someone in a white robe sitting at a table at the opposite side of the room. Deciding, to go straight in, Nema walked over to Sal and sat at the table in front of her. "Hello, my name is Master Aldari".
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Post by Sal Kildor on Jun 8, 2008 21:57:50 GMT
Sal froze, the last she expected was a Jedi in front of her in this barren place, especially one so open and ordering a drink so freely without worry. At first, she thought about trying to escape, but that would be fruitless anyway, the best thing she could do was see what the Jedi wanted, exactly what she asked. "What is it you want Jedi?".
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Post by Nema Aldari on Jun 11, 2008 21:54:38 GMT
Nema starred at Sal with an innocent expression, "Oh come on?! Who said i wanted anything? I'm just here to make sure your visit on Tattoine is uninterrupted".
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Post by Sal Kildor on Jun 13, 2008 8:38:46 GMT
Sal was still very cautious of this Jedi, all Jedi in fact. They had shown her a new world and she wasn't sure what to make of it, the things they could do were spectacular. Considering what the Jedi might be concealing, "Uninterrupted by whom? The Republic doesn't have it's presence in this region and neither should you. If the hutts found out..." Sal boasted across the table, waiting for a reaction from the Jedi.
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Post by Nema Aldari on Jun 21, 2008 11:01:30 GMT
Nema shrugged. "They might own this town, but they don't own me. Plus they would have a hard time finding me wouldn't they Sal? You on the other hand, Assassin, would be very handy for their needs". Nema Aldari left it at that for a moment, she didn't want to threaten Sal and make her run, that would gain unwanted attention for the both of them and make it harder to then lure the Sith Lord into a trap. "Look Sal, we all have suspicions that you are the one who assassinated the Senator, but that does not concern me. Instead, we want to catch this Sith Lord who we discovered on Coruscant. We didn't know that the sith had become so powerful and now we need to stop them before they begin to raise enemies against us. Just now I've heard that a battle is brewing at Onderon, we do not want it to spread". The atmosphere in the cantina had remained the same, but the noise level had dropped a little. People were now actually watching the holonet broadcast of the battle at Onderon, but none of these peasants seemed bothered. But what was happening around them was a new civil war, one which may be fuelled by the Sith.
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Post by Sal Kildor on Jun 25, 2008 23:00:23 GMT
"Alright you've got my attention" responded Sal, maintaining her cold expression. "So what do you want me to do?". Listening to the holonet broadcast about the war beginning, it seemed that soon enough she would find a galaxy full of opportunities. Exactly what she needed.
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Post by Nema Aldari on Jun 26, 2008 7:32:29 GMT
A shockwave hit Nema through the force, freezing her at it's emence power for a couple of seconds before she regained control. A headache began to echo inside of her, but brushing that aside with careful concentration, she examined in her mind what she had just heard. It was a cry of some sort, carried by the wind of the force to her, something she wanted to investigate. "We need to look for anyone suspicious, we aren't alone in this town". Examining Sal's face, she shook her head. "Well of course, i know we aren't alone but i meant that somebody else is out there calling for help. It could be a trap or a path for us to discover something more about what we are to face". Nema took a deep breath and got up from the table, wrapping her white robe around her while heading out of the cantina.
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