A glass elevator climbed the skyrise luxury apartment building situated in the center of Listehol's capital city, rising toward the top floor where an important meeting awaited the three Jedi. Worse than the elevator music was the constant tap tap tap of the the Jedi Knight's military grade boots against the glass floor of the lift as he fidgeted. Fresh faced and eager to prove himself, this was Garret Brebic's first solo assignment since passing his trials. This was a delicate matter that would require him to go undercover, and he had two young padawans to guide to boot.
"It's no small matter that the Baron has asked us to intervene in this matter on his behalf," he broke the silence. "Secretly, of course." He stressed that word as if they hadn't heard him the first five times. "This is a delicate matter. I need not remind you that Listehol sits along the Hydian Way, directly outside of the Jedi Order's influence. I do not doubt that the Force has led us here to expand our influence."
The tawny haired knight had filled the two padawans in back on the shuttle. Basically, long story short as Shaw understood it, Listehol's capital hosted a massive beauty pageant once a year. The planet's biggest event of the year and a real credit cow. The judge had died under mysterious circumstances and all kinds of whacky, suspicious goings on had been—well, going on. Baron Wooly Eyebrows had asked them to investigate it and keep it on the down low. Not let anyone know they were Jedi and all that. Brebic would be going undercover as the new judge.
"Soooooo what's our cover?" Shaw asked, trying not to sound too excited so Prani wouldn't think he was a total newb. He was. Going undercover just sounded so exciting!
"Still working on it," was Knight Brebic's curt reply.
Well that took a little of the excitement out of it. The elevator doors slid open with a ding. A large and lavish apartment lay ahead, a smart looking Zygerrian woman with datapad and thermos in hand staring at them. It looked like she had been about to call the lift when it had opened. "May I help you?" She didn't really sound like she wanted to help them.
"Baron Wolbrau is expecting us."
The Zygerrian's silver gaze passed over each of them in critical inspection and then, turning her nose up, she stepped aside to let them pass by. @Sreeya
"It's no small matter that the Baron has asked us to intervene in this matter on his behalf," he broke the silence. "Secretly, of course." He stressed that word as if they hadn't heard him the first five times. "This is a delicate matter. I need not remind you that Listehol sits along the Hydian Way, directly outside of the Jedi Order's influence. I do not doubt that the Force has led us here to expand our influence."
The tawny haired knight had filled the two padawans in back on the shuttle. Basically, long story short as Shaw understood it, Listehol's capital hosted a massive beauty pageant once a year. The planet's biggest event of the year and a real credit cow. The judge had died under mysterious circumstances and all kinds of whacky, suspicious goings on had been—well, going on. Baron Wooly Eyebrows had asked them to investigate it and keep it on the down low. Not let anyone know they were Jedi and all that. Brebic would be going undercover as the new judge.
"Soooooo what's our cover?" Shaw asked, trying not to sound too excited so Prani wouldn't think he was a total newb. He was. Going undercover just sounded so exciting!
"Still working on it," was Knight Brebic's curt reply.
Well that took a little of the excitement out of it. The elevator doors slid open with a ding. A large and lavish apartment lay ahead, a smart looking Zygerrian woman with datapad and thermos in hand staring at them. It looked like she had been about to call the lift when it had opened. "May I help you?" She didn't really sound like she wanted to help them.
"Baron Wolbrau is expecting us."
The Zygerrian's silver gaze passed over each of them in critical inspection and then, turning her nose up, she stepped aside to let them pass by. @Sreeya