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Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on May 30, 2012 10:56:53 GMT -5
(OOC: Short. Sorry, but had to get something out, didn't want to keep you waiting while I'm moving.)
If Tez had been capable of human facial expressions, he might have given a predatory smile.
"Perhaps I do."
If he had any variety in tone, he might have been described as enigmatic. However, his voice was as flat and metallic as always. Luckily that meant his voice betrayed nothing.
"Or perhaps I don't. It all really depends now, doesn't? Of course this isn't the right place to talk about it either way. I don't think you want this in the open. Do you?"
The Kel Dor glanced sideways at Zett, wondering exactly what his role in this was. Unwitting stooge? Or, with his words, was this personal?
He'd find out. He'd find out everything.
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May 31, 2012 17:22:38 GMT -5
Post by Reisier on May 31, 2012 17:22:38 GMT -5
“Your ‘perhaps’ are rather confusing,” Anahid thumbed a greasy smear that clung unto her gloves as a token of feigned uncertainty; detachment etched across her body even if her heart had skipped a beat. He knew something, that much she could tell, it was not a simple coincidence that he had decided to follow them those past three days, nor was it a coincidence that he had chosen this very moment to step out like he did. No, everything was calculated, from the way he spoke to the way he stood; even the coy words that he used were carefully measured. In fact, were she not desperate to find more of Carja Jinn, Anahid would have been weary of him. And yet, Anahid could not force herself to stop, she needed to know, “but, perhaps I would like to continue this conversation, if it is convenient…” There was a mutual exchange of glances, the dark visors of the beskar-clad males swallowing the reflection of Anahid and Gharassk’s gaze.
Already something told her that she was dealing with something wild and unpredictable, a force to be reckoned with. She rolled her tongue, flicking past her molars before she continued. “So, if either of you know of a place where we could talk, we would be incredibly thankful if you were to guide us there.” Anahid righted herself, motioning for them to lead, wherever either decided to guide them to, the Jedi reminded herself to be ready; even if the bounty hunter had offered his help in tracking Carja, she couldn’t really trust him and this new one, well, he just made her feel uneasy.
“…Now, if you will.”
[ I really apologize for the bad post I hit a wall when writing it : / definitely not my proudest moment]
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Jun 1, 2012 12:55:59 GMT -5
Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on Jun 1, 2012 12:55:59 GMT -5
---- Zett Rem---- Zett listened as the Jedi spoke to the Kel Dor, this he knew might turn out to be a long day, it had seen the end of his family, and now the Kel Dor was going to be with them, possibly. Zett knew the Other in Armor was useful he had been during the hunt for Boga, but Zett also knew it would come with a price. Zett moved around the Jedi showing he had no fear of then Kel Dor to the woman, and when she would look his direction Zett would make a subtle nod of trust about the other in Armor, dispute his not knowing his name, Yet. ---- Gharassk Ran---- Gharassk had seen the man in orange feel confident about the new comer, had he known of the other? Perhaps he just had a good feeling? Gharassk felt no danger but was still not confident in his own powers of the force, he would still need to rely on his own skills if things got out of hand, but Anahid would be the most reliable of the whole group. Gharassk waited and walked behind the Jedi when the group began to move allowing himself to be calm and open to his surroundings and watchful on the both of the armored men. ((OOC--- Sorry for the short post but I is about about to leave town. ))
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Jun 3, 2012 15:58:31 GMT -5
Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jun 3, 2012 15:58:31 GMT -5
"This way," Tez said as he turned and lead on, carrying the conversation to a safer place. A place where he could have the advantage. He was going to compromise one of his two safehouses.
It was a long and meandering path that he took, with many false turns and periods of backtracking through a grid of city streets he had long ago memorized. The very first stage to any movement was learning the planet, and Dxun had been especially friendly and easy. Luckily for them, he wasn't planning any attacks.
The Kel Dor walked in complete silence, never saying anything. He was listening, for snippets of conversation, and anything that might come in handy. But, nothing of consequence came up, and fifteen minutes later they were at a rundown tenement building near the spaceport.
Tez keyed in a combination into the security pad and the gate opened. A few steps later and they were in a spartan series of rooms, complete with threadbare furniture.
The Mandalorian terrorist lowered his slugthrower to his side, letting the sling rest over his armored shoulder, the pistol grip still in his hand, finger near the trigger.
"Now tell me everything."
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Jun 4, 2012 0:57:34 GMT -5
Post by Reisier on Jun 4, 2012 0:57:34 GMT -5
For an instant, she hesitated – for a moment she considered not following the men, she thought of motioning to Gharassk to follow her and leave this damned moon behind – to let life take its route and finally find forgiveness for the man. Things happened for a reason, there should be no doubt or hesitation in that heart of hers – it was not the way she was taught. She grimaced. No, that didn't comfort her -- she needed answers and she would find them. Her mind made, Anahid began to move.
The Jedi followed silently as they were led away from streets and down the crooked streets that filled Dxun. The stillness that engulfed the streets was sickening – no noise was heard save the rushing of the wind and the escape of a speeder or two. Lefts and rights were taken, more than once they stopped in their tracks and doubled-back; while she had no means of memorizing the entirety of the route taken, it only increased her weariness of the male. He was taking a lot of measures for a ‘simple conversation;’ yet, Anahid made no mention of her doubt, nor did she appear to be particularly distraught, keeping a short conversation on the curious weather or common facts about Dxun. A few minutes later though, the woman fell silent, concentrating instead on how the surroundings had changed. From the narrow, winding alleys and streets they had wandered in, now she found herself standing in the outskirts of the city, venturing into a rather run-down area.
Anahid furrowed her brow as she looked up at the building across from them – it certainly was daunting. Stepping back a little as she watched the second male fumbling with the combination pad, Anahid tried her best to remain calm, but it was becoming considerably hard. Finally, the gate was pried open, and they were led inside.
As they entered a final room, lacking of any sort of particularly useful furniture, Anahid explored the room. “Now tell me everything." The male’s voice commanded, making the woman turn her head curiously in his direction. She opened her mouth, trying to formulate an answer – any answer would do. But, instead, all her mind could form was a retort, “I believe I should be the one asking that, wouldn’t you agree?”[/color] She kicked herself mentally, holding up her hands to her mouth to silence herself. Anahid didn’t need a winded explanation, she just needed the truth. Short, sweet, and to the point. Did he know Carja Jinn or not? “That is, I am not willing to part with any information without being reassured I will get information in return…”[/color]
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Jun 4, 2012 22:22:00 GMT -5
Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on Jun 4, 2012 22:22:00 GMT -5
---- Zett Rem ----
Zett fallowed the Kel Dor threw his path, Zett thought it was funny, annoying, but funny still that in truth the area wouldn't be hard or difficult to find, but fallowing was the tricky part. Zett was reminded of how Marcus hid his own hideouts that he had still come to a stand still on, not due to lack of information, due to that slimy Hutt not giving him two days without a bounty hunter on Zett's tail.
No more, Zett was tired of hiding out on Coruscant from Hebba, He was ready to start making attacks to the organization, and killing this man.
Zett fallowed into the building that looked as though a gang would have been using it.
OK that trip was the most... Zett was at a loss for words, Sadistic way to hide the place? ...Annoying, way to hide this place, I've ever seen.
Zett knew if it was worth hiding as elaborate as he did then it was hidden for a reason, that or the master Mind chose the place for not wanting another place that was more valuable to be found.
Either way the Kel Dor was not among Enemies, for now.
---- Gharassk Ran ----
Gharassk felt a bit of a conflict in Anahid for a moment before leaving to fallow the Second man in armor, keeping himself just behind the Jedi charged with protecting and guarding him, Gharassk didn't want things to get out of hand but when after about 20 minutes they did get to the house he would keep his senses up to a peak to ensure safety.
Gharassk listened as Anahid spoke her first fumbled words obviously miss said from what he could tell.
“I believe I should be the one asking that, wouldn’t you agree?” She out of embarrassment almost from Gharassk view moved her hand to her mouth, then spoke again, “That is, I am not willing to part with any information without being reassured I will get information in return…”
Gharassk braised himself, sure peace talk was good, but often lead to unpleasant endings.
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Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jun 5, 2012 22:22:24 GMT -5
The suspected Jedi retorted, which both surprised and didn't surprise Tez. On the one hand, Jedi were supposed to be in excellent control of their emotions, being both calm and collected. This reaction clearly proved that he was either dealing with a non-Jedi or a young and less experienced Jedi, one without the skilled and calm nerves of age and, if the word was apt, wisdom. That played to his advantage.
As to Zett, the human had complained about the roundabout way to the safehouse, but seemed to be posing no danger.
With a light burden on his mind, Tez set his helmet and slugthrower down onto the kitchen counter and reached into the cupboard as he talked, pulling a large cylinder down and clipping it to his belt.
"I can tell you about Jinn, in exchange for hearing what you want with him. If you provide your information, you can leave here safely and go on with your business. No one gets harmed, we both leave with more knowledge than we started with."
The Kel Dor clad in beskar stepped out of the kitchen and lowered himself into a battered armchair, folding one leg over the other as he continued.
"Now. I'll tell you my side of the story."
There was no appreciable change in Tez's voice, but the room must have seemed a little less important as he began, the drab decay of it no longer the primary focus.
"Carja Jinn is a Mandalorian. Not one of these new pretenders in beskar who think they are the rightful heirs. He was a True Mandalorian, a believer in the old faith. He knows that the Mandlorian God is the one true god, and that he demands blood and death, and wholesale destruction. He was a member of a group of true believers, who carried out attacks years ago. The Dha Werda Verda they were called. They killed over a hundred thousand people for Kad Ha'rangir, in both Sith and Republic space. In turn they were hunted down and disbanded, with members scattered across the galaxy. Carja Jinn was one of those members."
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Jun 7, 2012 4:09:48 GMT -5
Post by Reisier on Jun 7, 2012 4:09:48 GMT -5
“OK that trip was the most...Annoying, way to hide this place, I've ever seen.”
Annoying? Yes, that’s one way of saying it. Anahid smiled at the bounty hunter’s retort; honestly, it was somewhat amusing. Actually, the more she thought about it, Anahid could see how this trip could have proven to be annoying over all. From the three days it had taken to get any particular lead, to the way they were led into the outskirts of the city, even to this room that constrained movements in case she was forced to act – it was all quite annoying.
“I’m sure it is a trip that will not be repeated. Rest assured.”
She could feel the tension slowly building in Gharassk’s mind, the unpleasantness that kept him on the edge. It didn’t surprise her though, herself having feared the same fears when she went in a first mission, very similar to this, with Karem. Of course this had been years ago, and the circumstances that had brought them to that point were quite different, but the feelings were one and the same. Anahid reached out and placed a reasurring hand on the Togruta’s shoulder, “Be still – everything will be fine.” The words were simple, but she truly meant them. No matter what happened, Anahid would ensure that all would end well.
A few minutes later, the male returned, helmet off which instantly identified him as a Kel Dor. And while she had many fond memories of several members of the specie in the Order, Anahid knew better than to simply assume the best of this male. It surprised her, however, how he didn’t seem particularly taken back by her earlier retort, instead going on to explain their current circumstance.
Anahid grimaced, her eyes following the male as he disappeared into the kitchen, his metallic voice carrying on just as loudly as he was in the same room as them. Information? Was that all he really sought? Quid pro quo. She told him what he wanted to hear and, in exchange, she would receive the knowledge she wanted. “Seems, reasonable.” Though, in all honesty, this situation was less than suitable by her standards. Generally, Anahid was in better control, ensuring her hand in any circumstance that may occur. But here, there were too many factors in play, too many things to occupy her mind from the protection of the Padawan, to the involvement of a bounty hunter, to the validity of the words the Kel Dor spoke. But what was done, was done, there was little she could do to repair the damage done. So, instead, Anahid listened, her mind processing every word, every synapse that parted from him.
“I am here with the sole purpose of finding him and stopping him. His last attempt to lead a massive attack against a particular group was foiled – and, in his true nature, he has been planning another attack on a much grander scale.” She pursed her lips momentarily before going on, “While we have received nothing but rumors in regards to this said ’attack’, we can’t help but be weary – as you have said, his very nature calls for bloodshed and murder. His actions have brought forth the death of countless – innocent lives lost for his purpose; he will be stopped before he attacks again.” She glanced towards the Kel-Dor, a sudden realization crossing her mind. Her mind had been brooding over it since he had first approached them, but it wasn’t until now that she fully understood how compromising this situation could be. It couldn’t possibly be a coincidence that the very man who had been following them, was the same one who had relevant information regarding the Mandalorian. “It is odd though, how much you know of such a man. He is not one that takes kindly to others and who often prefers to stay away from casual meetings.”
Anahid was well aware that she could be striking at a raw nerve; prodding and poking furiously at what could potentially force the male into a corner. “In fact, he is even weary distributing his name lest he wished for it to be connected to something in particular.” She paused, a particular empty bottle capturing her attention, “May I assume you have met him?”
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Jun 7, 2012 8:49:17 GMT -5
Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on Jun 7, 2012 8:49:17 GMT -5
---- Gharassk Ran ----
Gharassk felt Anahid's words “Be still – everything will be fine.”, had meaning, perhaps she miss understood, yes he was worried about events that Might happen, but only because he had seen it in the past this was not his first mission, it was among his most dangerous for sure though. Still her words held meaning and they lifted Gharassk mind quite a bit, he continued on keeping every ounce of his force energy he could focused in on the men....
---- Zett Rem ----
Zett was surprised that the Kel Dor only asked for information, that was both good and bad, while they won't have to pay him a fortune like Zett had to before they would have to tell him things that would end up helping the wrong side if he had that on his mind Zett would have to tread carefully, if true then Hebba already knew Zett was here, Hebba didn't care about what this Carja wanted only about self gain, and Zett's head on a tray.
Zett saw the Kel Dor get some cylinder, Wait a Second... Zett Rem moved systems to stand by just in case. Poison? Zett wasn't going to jump to any thing yet it wasn't like the calculating Kel Dor to move without his own time, purpose, and reason.
Zett moved around the room keeping the Kel Dor off just barley to Zett's left at all times, Is it save to drink any thing in here? Long Day pointy... Zett would collect a sample of each drink looking for poisons, IF, he got away with actually getting his own drink, or even if it was poured for him.
---- Gharassk Ran ----
Gharassk moved out of Zett's way as the Bounty Hunter passed by him, the stepped to the counter closest to him and leaned against it, keeping sharp on the reclined one in the middle of the Room, Gharassk had more or less been spoken for, he was here because he a volunteered to help Anahid...
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Jun 8, 2012 18:32:40 GMT -5
Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jun 8, 2012 18:32:40 GMT -5
"You may assume whatever you wish," Tez said in his metallic, baritone voice. "It is inconsequential, as you now have your information."
The Kel Dor directed his gaze to Zett as the bounty hunter transparently tried to maneuver his way into the kitchen unit, and the stockpile kept there. It was so grossly simple and direct as to be insulting.
"You will remain exactly where you are standing. I have no refreshment suitable for your species here anyway."
The bulk of Tez's attention was now on the topic of Carja. He was in danger from the Jedi, and planning an attack. There was really one option for Tez now. He had to leave the planet immediately and search for Jinn first, to reach him and send warning he'd left a trail. And to help him in his plan.
It would be exactly like old times.
Of course he could get rid of the Jedi and the bounty hunter right here and now, but his sense of hospitality was awoken. He'd invited them into his dwelling, making them guests. And guests were not to be harmed.
He'd give them a warning.
"And now we part ways. I suggest you leave now."
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Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on Jun 8, 2012 22:32:22 GMT -5
---- Zett Rem ----
Zett was taken by surprise no tricks not going to try to kill him, that was good, but Zett also knew from the fact that the other Mando had told them to leave who's side he had taken, Right... And the Jedi had said to much, Carja was going to get away with the blood of his mother on his hands.
Zett marked the hiding place location in his H.U.D marking a flag from the ships map, he wouldn't be able to see it from his unit until he uploaded it from the ships computer, Zett knew bribing him would be useless. I know you have no allegiance Kel Dor, but know that if your Mando religion is honored by killing Innocent people who have nothing to do with your war, if it dose then ask if it's right, and if you still go to find him then give him a message, I'm not going to stop tell i kill him, for killing her, He'll know what you mean, Zett left the building not knowing if the two Jedi where fallowing, but if not he would wait out side, he also knew there would be questions asked to him as well....
((OOC--- Gharassk has nothing to say or do at this point.))
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Jun 10, 2012 1:01:10 GMT -5
Post by Reisier on Jun 10, 2012 1:01:10 GMT -5
Anahid’s eyes shifted towards the Kel-Dor, the attention she had placed upon the empty bottle finally broken. While the male’s voice held no distinct emotion, no uncertainty or apprehension, the quickness of his response certainly caught the Jedi’s attention. While his previous responses were spoken softly, with clear consideration, the male’s response had come across as reckless – a negligent reaction of an occupied mind. This solidified her previous assumptions, this male knew Carja Jinn; it was the lead she had been looking for all this time. But she couldn’t let it get to her head, neither could she make the excitement that ran like wildfire through her mind known. No, she would remain calm and collected. This time, it would be her time to watch.
“Of course, I meant nothing by the comment. Pardon me.” She bowed her head slightly, a soft smile curling at her lips. “Thank you for the information – it was most enlightening; until we meet again.” Straightening up, Anahid began to move, motioning for the Padawan to follow. “Come, we’re leaving.” They crossed the room silently, closing the door behind them.
As they walked, Anahid’s eyes glanced over her shoulder occasionally, ensuring that the man remained in the room. She needed to follow him, but before that, she needed to ensure the safety of the Padawan.
“Gharassk, what comes next is certainly no place for a Padawan, especially one who is not under my tutelage.” Anahid spoke softly as she walked, her voice coming across as soft breaths that only allowed the Togruta next to her to hear. “I will be returning you to the Temple – before I shift my full attention to this Kel-Dor, understand?” There was no room for defiance, no place for Gharassk to insert any hesitation to the Jedi’s mind. She had felt the slight worry in the male’s persona – if only for an instant. He knew Carja Jinn, though his exact connection to him was still unknown. Of course, Anahid could assume, but that was unacceptable.
Anahid pushed the first door open and was greeted instantly by a breath of cold air. The sky had grown a little darker, Anahid noted, changing from a faded purple hue to a dark, almost black sky. With a little ‘clunk,’ Anahid closed the door behind them. She considered setting out to the Temple at this point, but the sight of the first male caught her eye, making the Jedi instinctively move in his direction.
“You are going to follow him, aren’t you?” It was more than a statement rather than a question; she could already see the intention etched across the man’s form. She reached towards her pocket, pulling out an ear-comlink. “You said the man had killed your mother, however, you have no idea what you are getting yourself into – this certainly will not be as simple as you think.” There was a reason why Carja had avoided capture throughout the years, a reason why no one had heard of him until recently. She could already tell how following the Kel-Dor and finding Carja himself, were going to be much more difficult than any could anticipate.
“May I ask why your mother was involved?”
[OOC; I don't know if you want to continue the thread or if you want to wait for Carja to be completed and continue later on]
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Post by Lemur, The Kool-Aid Guy on Jun 13, 2012 15:27:35 GMT -5
Much to Tez’s surprise, the Jedi and her companion adhered to his wishes. The canister of poison gas at his waist had been entirely unneeded, rendered quite unnecessary as his ‘guests’ left.
Of course in the newfound solitude of his formerly-safe safe house, he had time to think and time to work. He had to clear out every item of value or that might incriminate him, and dispose it or travel on with it. Luckily the sorting was really a rather mindless task, and it gave him time to think.
Carja Jinn. Comrade in arms. If Tez had to give an appraisal, he would have said more than anyone else, Carja enjoyed the acts. He enjoyed bringing glory to god, and the Kel Dor had never quite been able to tell whether the religion predated that, or whether he had sought vindication of his own violence. Either way, God would be pleased. His work was being done.
And if Tez ran into that Jedi or her bounty hunter friend or Padawan, he’d dispose of them. Permanently. Of course dead Jedi drew attention, a lot of it, and he’d be hard-pressed to cover his trail, but it was important, and he deemed it worth the risk. It was just like the old days.
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Post by Adobi-Wan Kenobi on Jun 15, 2012 13:52:29 GMT -5
---- Gharassk Ran ----
Gharassk nodded at Anahids orders, He didn't want to comply but there was little he could do to argue, You'll need help too. He said without an arguing tone and continued walking with them until they stopped.
---- Zett Rem ----
Zett stopped At her question, My mother died because Hutt's don't play fair. I was a slave boy a long time ago and i wasn't wanting to go back The Hutt didn't like that.
Zett let his anger clear from his voice so he could think clearly again,
And...no I can't just go after them right now and neither can you. Zett knew that the Kel Dor would be helping Carja, Zett had lost for now, The best he could do was let them think they had won. That Kel Dor in there will be going to help Carja, for now we let them think we've lost the trail, but i assure you I',ve helped Jedi Find people like him before, and I've stayed hidden from this Hutt, pirates, and even the Sith my whole life, Carja is my darker equil.
Zett reached into his Bag and pulled out three holo comms, he created a secure frequency using his Ships systems from where they where and the help of his H.U.D, He handed each Jedi there own Comm.
I plead with you, if you learn any thing Classified or not about Carja tell me, if you ever decide to go after him then give me a call, you'll be able to count me as an Allie. I'll do the same if you can promise to tell me too. If i ever go after him it will be for blood, and i will ask for your help, but for now threes nothing we can do.
---- Gharassk Ran ----
Gharassk took the device from Zett and spoke, He makes several points, alone we can't take Carja and the Kel Dor, but together... and he makes another point about needing trust and to wait for our time. He looked up to Anahid with a slight bit of wonder in his eyes, is if asking if she would give up after all this time and waiting, for another better chance in the future.
((OOC---Sorry for The long wait but i didn't notice the last post.))
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Post by Reisier on Jun 17, 2012 23:30:44 GMT -5
While Gharassk’s words were both simple and complacent, Anahid could feel the hesitation to abide the Jedi’s request. It was not unusual, that is, for Padawans his age to have immense confidence in their skills; nor was it uncommon for them to fully comprehend the gravity of situations. Yes, Anahid was well-aware she would need help, but she was also well-aware that it should be best if it came from a better prepared member in the order or, in the mercenary’s case, a man experienced in meeting with these type of people. No, it wasn’t that she doubted the younger male by any means, but she understood the dangers; after all, Carja wasn’t a man that distinguished between man and boy, padawan or jedi. To Carja, they were one and the same, and Anahid knew this well.
Her attention broke, shifting towards the man. “I – I see. I am honestly sorry for your loss.” She knew the feeling of losing someone; of course, the feeling couldn’t compare to the loss of a mother, but the pain was one and the same. The woman’s expression softened slightly – it was probably hard. Anahid shifted, nimble fingers unhooking the hood around her neck. Once off, she unhooked the lightsaber from her back, instead shifting it towards the belt on her hip – better access in case something went awry. “I don’t doubt that you are trust-worthy, nor do I doubt that you have helped Jedi in the past. But, if what the Kel Dor said is true, if he was, indeed, in league with the Dha Werda Verda. Well, I can only imagine…” Of course all she had heard from the said group was nothing but stories – experiences from Master Jedi, but if what they said was true, it certainly was certainly going to be a difficult task.
Anahid stopped her moving, her attention finally drawn to the bounty hunter’s hand. There, sitting quietly were three holocomms. Taking one in her hand, Anahid examined it closely, her attention breaking away from them only when he began to talk.
“While I can’t promise to divulge every detail, I can promise to tell you whatever concerns you.” She furrowed her brow, her jaw tensing as he continued, “I cannot and will not help you seek a blood vengeance. However, I can help you capture him and bring this man to justice.” She disliked him, she almost hated Carja; but she could not promise such a drastic action. Even if she may have broken the code, she could not take a life so easily – that was a task reserved for men with Carja’s nature -- wicked men. But still, she secured the holocomm deep within her pocket, to ensure she didn’t lose it.
“Still, I’d prefer to check some things with this Kel Dor before we leave;” Anahid glanced back at the building for a second before she continued, “I want to follow him.” She wanted to see his ship, to see his intentions for herself.
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