When it came to murder for sport, Indy always had a bad taste in her mouth. This new twist on diplomacy was not her cup of tea, which was perhaps the reason why she was enlisted in this nonsense in the first place. But she was here to help Max and her fellow Jedi in whatever ways she could, and she intended to follow up on that as best she could.
They waited on their Trandoshan contact close to the Galahad, and she glanced to her companions. Another fellow Jedi, and a droid. The trek to the temple was meant to be adventureless, but she had no experience with Tomb Guardians yet. However, one of her companions had, and she anticipated an interesting encounter ahead. The droid, however, she found herself interested in as well. They seemed a smart unit, perhaps to their favor.
Now one would help by the Force that nothing stupidly ridiculous happened, but she had been in the galaxy long enough to know this was an impossible hope. Her lightsaber was strapped to one hip, her blaster on the other in a rig beneath her jacket, vibroblades as well. On first glance, she looked like some smart-mouthed smuggler with a good-looking hat.
But if one looked close enough at golden eyes, they'd see a gleam of humor and a sharp intelligence. Perhaps her fellow companions were talkative, but this was gonna be a while before this... barbaric practice would occur.
Perhaps they'd be interested in getting to know each other first before attempting to track their new quarry.
@Reyn @Lavi
They waited on their Trandoshan contact close to the Galahad, and she glanced to her companions. Another fellow Jedi, and a droid. The trek to the temple was meant to be adventureless, but she had no experience with Tomb Guardians yet. However, one of her companions had, and she anticipated an interesting encounter ahead. The droid, however, she found herself interested in as well. They seemed a smart unit, perhaps to their favor.
Now one would help by the Force that nothing stupidly ridiculous happened, but she had been in the galaxy long enough to know this was an impossible hope. Her lightsaber was strapped to one hip, her blaster on the other in a rig beneath her jacket, vibroblades as well. On first glance, she looked like some smart-mouthed smuggler with a good-looking hat.
But if one looked close enough at golden eyes, they'd see a gleam of humor and a sharp intelligence. Perhaps her fellow companions were talkative, but this was gonna be a while before this... barbaric practice would occur.
Perhaps they'd be interested in getting to know each other first before attempting to track their new quarry.
@Reyn @Lavi