What company do you work for? or are you more independent?
~The last question was an indicator of her legality of operations. If she said the latter, it would almost certainly point her out to be a smuggler. Might be a reason she kept her datapads so closely to her and why she came to the OLC...
~His mind searched for a way to crack into the shell of her mind as they walked. This was the first time he had ever been this challenged. The aire of complete calmness was like a beacon to something being wrong. Others would have made a comment about his interests when so many other visitors...
About 4 blocks. I could hail a airspeeder, but Coruscant nights are more soothing after a long day. Most visitors to Coruscant would rather walk during the night. Only those who are more used to the surroundings find them boring.
~He was baiting her. It was obvious in his choice of words though...
~He stands and moves to the side of her waiting for her to walk out the door. The walk would give him more time to try to reach into her mind. The major thing that was biting him badly was how he couldn't touch her mind as easily as others. Either she was trained and had put a block up or...
Then it's settled. As soon as you're ready to leave, I'll escort you to the Skylight Inn.
~He needed to find out more about her. Perhaps his senses were just on edge since the rigorous training. Yet again, perhaps he was right on with this one. He would have to talk to his master about this...
~He figured it would be well worth the shot. If his question was asked in just the right way, he might found out more information about just who she was and what she was doing here.~
I could suggest some nicer accomodations for you. What area of Coruscant will your meetings be held and I can...
~He smirks and turns his head away while grabbing his drink and taking a swig. If only his Master had heard that one. He'd probably have some comment to add to her own. Putting the drink back down, he lets out a chuckle and shakes his head no.~
An off duty baggage checker who should spend more...
~He feigned not hearing her for a moment before raising both brows to look at her. He makes a bit of a frown as the two blonde brows come together in a grimace.~
Hmm? Oh, forgive me, ma'am. Everything is fine with your bags. The guard will hold them for you until you're ready to leave.
~He...
~Seeing nothing out of the ordinary, he closed the duffle and handed it to the guard.~
This belongs to the azure skinned woman. She's clear.
~He nods to the guard and clasps his hands behind his back. Kytar felt like a bit of an ass at thinking the woman was packing some sort of weapon. Saying...
~He grunts with the weight dropped into his lap. The duffle was far from light. His curiosity and years of training alarmed him to some possible danger as he grabbed the duffle and slipped out of the seat.~
"I'll check it with the guard now."
~Saying nothing else, he moves toward the guard...
~He slips into the chair beside her and looks at her for a moment before turning his gaze back to the entrance watching two newcomers enter.~
You passing through Coruscant? I noticed your bag.
~He nonchalantly looks at her for a moment before averting his gaze to his ale again.~
I know you...
~His ale arrives and he turns back around to take a sip. It was then that the blue skinned woman caught his eye. She was carrying a duffle. It wasn't the fact that she carried it as much as why she carried it inside the bar. He grabs his ale and slips off the stool to walk closer to her.~
Mind...
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Once a place of polish and class, this particular...