Level 1313. The last place anyone would've expected a member of the Jedi Order to appear, let alone a padawan. Drug addicts, prostitutes, criminals, and other seedy individuals roamed this level as long as anyone could remember the level existing. Dirt and debris encrusted the streets, illuminated by little more than the artificial sunlight lamps throughout the level, and the stark neon signs indicating the various businesses throughout the area. It was clear this part of Coruscant was deep in the pocket of the syndicates.
But here Brahe was, despite all the danger, deep in the seedy underbelly of Coruscant. An 18 year old, brash, young padawan. The young half echani looked left and right, raising an eyebrow as he ascertained if anyone was following him, before he took a turn into a particularly shaded alleyway.
“Ahh….Master Mi’la will not be happy if she finds out I’m down here alone…” he muttered to himself.
Knocking on the door of a nearby building, Brahe pulled his hood over his head, covering his face somewhat. His objective was…..uncharacteristically against the traditional Jedi way. He was here to find out exactly what Sansanna spice was. A merely innocent curiosity, but one he just felt he had to try, even if just once.
Sighing as there was no answer initially, Brahe knocked on the door again, this time a bit harder. He felt unease creep down his spine as a drug addict nearby looked at him with lost, spaced out eyes. As if he was peering into the young Padawan’s soul. Guilty, the drug addict said with his eyes. As if they knew that Master Mi’la would have severe disappointment in Brahe. As if they knew that she might even already be here, on her way to scold Brahe.
The door opened, snapping Brahe out of his "guilty, worst case scenario” fantasy.
And behind the door was….
@Killa Ree @Algarus
But here Brahe was, despite all the danger, deep in the seedy underbelly of Coruscant. An 18 year old, brash, young padawan. The young half echani looked left and right, raising an eyebrow as he ascertained if anyone was following him, before he took a turn into a particularly shaded alleyway.
“Ahh….Master Mi’la will not be happy if she finds out I’m down here alone…” he muttered to himself.
Knocking on the door of a nearby building, Brahe pulled his hood over his head, covering his face somewhat. His objective was…..uncharacteristically against the traditional Jedi way. He was here to find out exactly what Sansanna spice was. A merely innocent curiosity, but one he just felt he had to try, even if just once.
Sighing as there was no answer initially, Brahe knocked on the door again, this time a bit harder. He felt unease creep down his spine as a drug addict nearby looked at him with lost, spaced out eyes. As if he was peering into the young Padawan’s soul. Guilty, the drug addict said with his eyes. As if they knew that Master Mi’la would have severe disappointment in Brahe. As if they knew that she might even already be here, on her way to scold Brahe.
The door opened, snapping Brahe out of his "guilty, worst case scenario” fantasy.
And behind the door was….
@Killa Ree @Algarus