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- May 11, 2008
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Toydaria
The thick humid air of the forest clung to Ahzek Shahi as he walked through the small city nestled between the towering trees. His skin, robed, hair all felt sticky from the moisture of the environment, and the Jedi Knight could have sworn he had already sweated out half of his body wait in the last two hours. Mental notes were made about never returning to such a planet, and if he did it was going to be wearing something entirely different; something environmentally sealed preferably. Like a space suit. The Jedi Knight smirked at the notion and rolled his eyes. Back to business.
Today, Ahzek had chosen to come to this somewhat backwater Outer Rim world in search of artifacts that he or the Jedi might find interesting or illuminating. The fact that he had to come to this cesspit where the only law it seemed was don't cause a fuss and pay up, and even then only if you had to. With a little sigh he maneuvered between the crowds of traders and the hovering Toydarians who tried to peddle some services or goods. Most of the stuff was worthless. He had to be careful about what he said or did on Toydaria; there were many things which Ahzek did not agree with, and the wrong word at the wrong time would see him facing down or running from a mob of mercenaries, Toydarians, and slavers.
Entering a large market where the center of which was filled with a large runway or stage, Ahzek knew this was the place his contact was supposed to meet him. Stepping up to an unoccupied sign post at one end of the market, he scratched three white rally marks into its side and then he watched and waited, scanning the area with the Force until he sensed something special or different. He had no idea when his contact would get there, and until it did he just had to stay casual.
@Undine