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Sal paused in her tracks and spun on her heels to face the grand admiral, her cheeks invading her ice blue eyes as a charmed, and humored smile took hold of her expressions. " Well....actually" she stared, raising her hand to her brow. " I would say there are more than a few with all the grains of sands on tattooine up their..." The Kiffar caught herself and blushed again. " Some are quite a piece of work..." she finished flatly, Tyrell was a grown up, he could very well finish the phrase himself.
" Were a pretty diverse bunch really" she started again, idly casting a force powered flash of light into some of the rooms as the slowly walked by, taking the few seconds to take quick note of the interior for anything worth looking at.
" I like to think sometimes that I'm the average...most of us are just people...I grew up in the order like most of do. Came to them when I was 2, tried to escape about 50 times while in my teens...My Master at the time was NOT pleased. She was fun once upon a time, then she became...well... alot like this glacier. I had her running all over the temple at 3am looking for me, sometimes we would visit the temple on Coruscant and I would slip into the undercity for days. " Sal laughed as she paused putting her back against one of the walls and just taking a deep cleansing breath.
" I was learning in my own right. I was always a hands on sort. to be around people and understand them...a big reason I fell into anthropology as a passion, battle field recreations became my main area of experience...The ancient battles against the Bogan on Tython...I could tell you exactly were the Bogan and Ashla commanders went to empty their bladders before battle if need be. It kept me away from the order for along long time. I only came back when I heard my master was becoming..."
Sal paused, unsure if she should finish her words, but something in her gut told her she was safe. " When she became Grand Master. Naturally that means I came back in time for this" she stated with a slight shake of her head. her violet and platinum braids swaying with the motion.
" I guess it's fair though, If she knew I was here with one of the most wanted people in all of Republic space, unarmed and alone with the exception of the workers... ooooh she would be having a heart attack. " the kiffar looked down at her feet and let out another slight chuckle. " I always said I would make a horrid hostage anyway, I talk to much and would rather spend my time playing games with my captors than being defiant and scared...well.. then I was always told that the Hutts would have me stripped to my tattoos and made to dance or perform with other slave girls in lewd ways while wading in a pool of blood of the vanquished, and or booze.... too be honest were I in a pool of booze, wading in it would be the last thing I would be doing. "
" Were a pretty diverse bunch really" she started again, idly casting a force powered flash of light into some of the rooms as the slowly walked by, taking the few seconds to take quick note of the interior for anything worth looking at.
" I like to think sometimes that I'm the average...most of us are just people...I grew up in the order like most of do. Came to them when I was 2, tried to escape about 50 times while in my teens...My Master at the time was NOT pleased. She was fun once upon a time, then she became...well... alot like this glacier. I had her running all over the temple at 3am looking for me, sometimes we would visit the temple on Coruscant and I would slip into the undercity for days. " Sal laughed as she paused putting her back against one of the walls and just taking a deep cleansing breath.
" I was learning in my own right. I was always a hands on sort. to be around people and understand them...a big reason I fell into anthropology as a passion, battle field recreations became my main area of experience...The ancient battles against the Bogan on Tython...I could tell you exactly were the Bogan and Ashla commanders went to empty their bladders before battle if need be. It kept me away from the order for along long time. I only came back when I heard my master was becoming..."
Sal paused, unsure if she should finish her words, but something in her gut told her she was safe. " When she became Grand Master. Naturally that means I came back in time for this" she stated with a slight shake of her head. her violet and platinum braids swaying with the motion.
" I guess it's fair though, If she knew I was here with one of the most wanted people in all of Republic space, unarmed and alone with the exception of the workers... ooooh she would be having a heart attack. " the kiffar looked down at her feet and let out another slight chuckle. " I always said I would make a horrid hostage anyway, I talk to much and would rather spend my time playing games with my captors than being defiant and scared...well.. then I was always told that the Hutts would have me stripped to my tattoos and made to dance or perform with other slave girls in lewd ways while wading in a pool of blood of the vanquished, and or booze.... too be honest were I in a pool of booze, wading in it would be the last thing I would be doing. "