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Lost in the World Over Yonder
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((This thread is open to anyone if there is a realistic reason for them to be around and involved. Kir, as Yeager, will be around and willing to interact with any faction as his alter ego. Might be so conflict. But primarily this could be a great interaction thread between disguised Sith and Jedi or more!))

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Talus
The Blood Reign dropped out of hyperspace above the little known world of Tulas, the green and blue marble shining against the sun behind it. It's twin world in the distance as the red ship made it's approach. Kir wasn't wearing his normal red robe and mask. Instead he was wearing a black sleeveless trench coat with a hood, sleeveless black shirt, black cargo pants, and combat boots; looking very much a career spacer. Which was the whole point. He wasn't Kir right now.

His name was Yeager Von. A young, but experienced captain who specialized in transport even into combat zones. Sero did good work at creating his false identity and when he kept his fangs hidden, along with his claws and eyes, it was near impossible to recognize him as what he really was. He also sounded different, still soft but slightly deeper than his normal voice and holding an unfamiliar accent and he had colored contacts making his eyes appear a normal light blue just like a human. And he had already cleared two checks by Border Alliance forces. "I guess I won't kill him...once I find him again. Seems he ran after my little fun that night. I'll get him in my employ, a Rodian of such talented forgery could be useful. Isn't that right Boop?"

The little remote hovered over his shoulder letting a low boop out.

"Exactly. And yes, this is the first step...or second depending on your view. The false identity was necessary to travel so deep in Republic space. Just in case. Talus is a little backwater you won't see on most nav systems. But it always pays to be cautious." Yeager said as he began the descent into the planets atmosphere.

Boop let out another, higher boop.

"We're here for this Boop." He said bringing up a holographic display of a plant. "That is an extremely rare medicinal herb known as the Twin-Scented Natterbloom. And it's only found on this planet. It's critical to my current alchemy project and without it, may fail. I don't like to fail. You remember that time I lost Dejarik? The first time in centuries...heh, quite a bloodbath. Only to find out that Chiss cheated. Still undefeated."

Yeager smirked as they closed in on the spaceport. He talked to the Port Authority as he cleared landing, made his way off the ship, allowed them to board, and finished the paper work as they offloaded the crates of medical supplies he had brought; playing along with his identity. He smiled and looked quite the professional spacer, making sure his blades were firmly on his lower back. "Alright Boop. Let's check out the town, probably the cantina. Seem if we can learn about the area and where some herbs might be located."

He flipped his hood up against the midday sun, making his way to the Dizzy Wookiee Cantina.
 
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Bambi

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Talus, the best place to stay low for any amount of time. The traffic into the Correlian system made it easy to disapear just to fly to the next planets and nobody important would want to visit Talus. The twins Talus and Tralus being the smallest planets in the system meant that others would much rather look to the bigger brothers. Jaxob had been there several times in his years of travel and always found himself in the same Cantina, there he could sit in peace, sip on an Ale and munch on some well deserved cheese sticks. He stuck out compared to the rest, he sat so straight, almost stiffly. He had on his favored Midnight Blue Leather duster. Under it he wore plain black pants, Dark shoes, a white shirt without a collar buttoned up and a black vest. His outfit was well made, tailored even. Around his waist was a brown belt with a blaster holster on the right, in it a blaster. He watched the room with his grey eyes, unfeeling eyes, in one hand a cup the other a small yellowish stick.
 
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