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Post by Galuwen on Jun 24, 2004 17:58:27 GMT -5
An extremely seedy tavern and dining establishment in the Manda spaceport.
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Post by Kalene on Jul 1, 2004 20:15:09 GMT -5
Kalene walked into the tavern and stopped just inside the door to give her eyes a chance to adjust to the dim interior. She felt more than saw everyone looking at her. "What?" she asked, wondering why.
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Post by cerebro on Jul 5, 2004 21:07:46 GMT -5
a tall, thin figure sitting at the table closest to the door spoke up, "not many off-world women set foot in here. not without some not-so-pleasant reason."
he grinned at his joke, not caring if she got it or not. his face had stubble which was cut through by a long old scar just missing his left ice blue eye by centimeters. his wood brown hair was close-cropped. he worm tan tunic and pants made of light fabric that natives to the planet perfered. a wicked looking blaster was tucked in his leather boots.
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Post by Kalene on Jul 6, 2004 6:41:06 GMT -5
"So," she replied, understanding what he meant but trying not to let her anger show, "Does that mean I can't come in or just shouldn't," as she turns back toward the door to find a friendlier place to sit down and rest for a few minutes.
(ooc: I understood very well what you meant, cerebro.)
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Post by Galuwen on Jul 8, 2004 10:30:25 GMT -5
A tall looking droid's voice started to be projected loudly. "The Blue Nebula is pround to present, that bell of the Galaxy, our very own Xaverri."
A holo-curtain towards the back of the room vanished, to reveal the stage and it's sole occupant.
Xaverri proved to be a voluptuous, attractive woman in her mid-twenties. She had long red hair that looked like spuin gold under the lights. Her eyes flashed sliver from the iris-enhancers she wore. The singer wore a costume of violet silk, slashed in strategic places to permit occasional tantalizing glimpses of her fair skin beneath it.
After she was introduced she went stright into her act.
Music begain to sound from the droid as she started to sing an upbeat song of love separated by a galaxy. Sudenly holo-images of dancers of other species appeared behind her.
Xaverri danced as well, as her movements were soft and inviting.
Her job as a singer here was only a cover up, to hid her true identity. Her real name, Commander Stacey Tharen of the rebel alliance. She kepted herself well hidden, even to the point were she faked her own death. Taking on the role of Xaverri.
She still kept contact with the alliance but it was a risk ever time. She would dance off stage to sing around the tables. Leaving codes and messages to spies of the alliance.
After the song the holo-dancers disapeared. Xaverri took her bow and left off stage to change, before headed out into the bar for a drink.
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Post by Kalene on Jul 8, 2004 10:38:19 GMT -5
Kalene slowly turned back to watch the show but stayed by the door. She recognized Xaverri but never betrayed it by word or deed. She left soon after the performance because she knew to stay might endanger the cover that Xaverri had established for herself.
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Post by Spike on Jul 8, 2004 10:45:52 GMT -5
At the other end of the bar sat a cloaked figure. He had watched Xaverri on stage. He wore light brown robes that almost touched the ground. He had crimson red eyes and short blonde hair, he also had a light tan.
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Post by Kalene on Jul 8, 2004 11:06:17 GMT -5
Kalene had sensed the presence of the cloaked figure but had ignored it because she had no desire to draw any more attention to herself than she already had, which acknowledging it would be sure to cause.
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Post by cerebro on Jul 8, 2004 17:12:31 GMT -5
the scared man followed kalene outside the bar and quicly caught up with her.
"i know you. i was briefed on yer coming." he said trying to get her attention without calling undue attention to either of them. "there are those here on this dust bowl of a world who....want change."
he pulled at a hidden flap on his top and partily revealed what appeared to be a lightsabre.
"we should talk."
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Post by Kalene on Jul 9, 2004 10:58:42 GMT -5
She looked around at the sound of the voice. "Very well," she replied softly, looking around, "But not here." "Is there someplace safe that we could go?" she asked quietly. She felt a sudden need to get inside and out of sight. "Something's coming," she told him.
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Post by Spike on Jul 9, 2004 11:06:25 GMT -5
Vash looked around. He saw Kalene and another man walk, but he turned his attention back to Xaverri. After a few minutes, he began to sense the same thing Kalene had sensed.
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Post by cerebro on Jul 9, 2004 23:12:18 GMT -5
the scared man looked up and past kalane, he gave off the expression that he smelling the air then nodded agreement. standing close to her, he nodded up the street to the trio of stormtroopers standing there.
"back inside the tavern," he said cocking his head back behind them, "they wont come in there, not without reason."
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Post by Galuwen on Jul 10, 2004 9:01:54 GMT -5
Xaverri walked from the back towards the bar. She now wore a form fitting, long sleved black dress that covered her whole boby. The bottom of the dress was cut diagonally, starting at the hip and getting longer, stopping at her knees. She wore black pants under the dress, that were tucked under her black boats. A white utility belt draped losey around her hip. As her hair was unstyled.
Satting at the bar, she ordered a Corellian ale. Feeling eyes upon her, she did not turn around from the bar. People alway look at her after a show. But this time something didn't feel right.
Out of the courner of her eye she spotted a man cloaked in shadow, watching her.
Tryng not to draw attention to herself, she placed the credits upon the bar as her ale was sat in front of her. Turnning her foucas towards her drink.
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Post by Kalene on Jul 10, 2004 14:12:33 GMT -5
"All right," She replied quietly as she slowly turned around and stepped back inside. I hope I'm not making a mistake trusting him, she thought to herself. But it won't be the first and it certainly won't be the last if I am. "How can I be sure I can trust you?" she asked quietly as they reentered the tavern, "Do you have any proof that you are what you claim to be?"
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Post by Spike on Jul 10, 2004 18:45:52 GMT -5
Vash kept his focus on Xaverri, knowing she had noticed him.
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