With the rush of the escape subsiding, Perun leaned against the cool stone of the alcove, a faint sheen of sweat on his brow beneath his long silver hair. His golden eyes twinkled with mischief and satisfaction, even as the hard edge of Telly's blaster trained on his temple. The faint hum of the weapon's energy cell was a sharp contrast to the distant din of the auction house, a grim reminder of the precarious situation they were in.
"My dear friend," the Ma'alkerrite began, his voice smooth and unruffled, a stark contrast to the tense atmosphere. He appeared unbothered by the weapon pointed at his head. "You seem to have forgotten that we are not dealing with a charity here. Bagga Bagga isn't in the business of making friends or preserving reputations. His only loyalty lies with the weight of one's credits. Trust me, the moment you have something else he desires, all will be forgiven."
Perun's fingers brushed lightly over the wooden box hidden beneath his cloak, his senses attuned to the gentle pulse of the Force within the artifact. He could feel its power, resonating in harmony with his own. A torrent of possibilities washed over him, painting a picture of countless hidden pathways through the stars. For a moment, Perun was lost in the sensation, his mind traversing the unfathomable depths of the galaxy.
"Anyway," the Jedi continued, snapping back to the present, his gaze drifting to Ceris, "The lovely lady does raise an intriguing point. If this map truly works as Bagga Bagga claimed, then we could be on the precipice of untold discoveries, wouldn't that be something?" The playful banter, the lifeblood of Perun's personality, was back in full swing, filling the alcove with an air of lightheartedness that seemed to cut through the tension.
"Let me assure you," the Knight said, turning back to the disgruntled Pau'an, "I didn't take this artifact lightly, nor am I ignorant of the potential consequences. But I believe the risk is worth it. And about your predicament," the Ma'alkerrite paused, a devilish grin spreading across his face, "how about a trade? The potential treasures we find on our newly charted courses could surely compensate for a pack of hounds, wouldn't you agree?"
With a wink and a dismissive wave of his hand, Perun stepped away from the wall, his attention turning to the wooden box once more. "Now, shall we see what secrets this artifact holds? After all, we don't have all millennium."
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"My dear friend," the Ma'alkerrite began, his voice smooth and unruffled, a stark contrast to the tense atmosphere. He appeared unbothered by the weapon pointed at his head. "You seem to have forgotten that we are not dealing with a charity here. Bagga Bagga isn't in the business of making friends or preserving reputations. His only loyalty lies with the weight of one's credits. Trust me, the moment you have something else he desires, all will be forgiven."
Perun's fingers brushed lightly over the wooden box hidden beneath his cloak, his senses attuned to the gentle pulse of the Force within the artifact. He could feel its power, resonating in harmony with his own. A torrent of possibilities washed over him, painting a picture of countless hidden pathways through the stars. For a moment, Perun was lost in the sensation, his mind traversing the unfathomable depths of the galaxy.
"Anyway," the Jedi continued, snapping back to the present, his gaze drifting to Ceris, "The lovely lady does raise an intriguing point. If this map truly works as Bagga Bagga claimed, then we could be on the precipice of untold discoveries, wouldn't that be something?" The playful banter, the lifeblood of Perun's personality, was back in full swing, filling the alcove with an air of lightheartedness that seemed to cut through the tension.
"Let me assure you," the Knight said, turning back to the disgruntled Pau'an, "I didn't take this artifact lightly, nor am I ignorant of the potential consequences. But I believe the risk is worth it. And about your predicament," the Ma'alkerrite paused, a devilish grin spreading across his face, "how about a trade? The potential treasures we find on our newly charted courses could surely compensate for a pack of hounds, wouldn't you agree?"
With a wink and a dismissive wave of his hand, Perun stepped away from the wall, his attention turning to the wooden box once more. "Now, shall we see what secrets this artifact holds? After all, we don't have all millennium."
@Altaria @Fantasy Liver