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The last commander under the fallen Imperial grand admiral Vaxus walked the ruins of a long dead clan of a group long forgotten, though she was unaware of the whole story. All she new was there was a force sensitive to be found, and that was all that mattered. What made things especially interesting is the amount of activity this barren area of ruins had been getting. She'd been briefed of a girl and a Mandalorian having been there not more than a day ago, and a rather suspicious man made it clear of his force sensitivity when a thief attempted to to nab his rather oddly shaped dual blaster pistols.
What made matters worse were reports that even the jedi had become interested by these comings and goings.
"I'll find something, I just know it." she gave a wicked smile, her default gear glistening from the sun, among something she'd been wanting to try for awhile now. 10 Duranium spikes for her utility launcher sat in a special holster on her belt.
"I always do." she said walking into what was left of a scorched building. It seemed rather sturdy despite it's popular appearance.
What made matters worse were reports that even the jedi had become interested by these comings and goings.
"I'll find something, I just know it." she gave a wicked smile, her default gear glistening from the sun, among something she'd been wanting to try for awhile now. 10 Duranium spikes for her utility launcher sat in a special holster on her belt.
"I always do." she said walking into what was left of a scorched building. It seemed rather sturdy despite it's popular appearance.
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