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The interviewer, Bunden Debannen, sat down next to the interviewee and pulled out his recorder and a notepad. “I bet it is odd to be on the other side of an interview, don’t you think?” The reporter smiled at his own joke and looked over to his interviewee, who just stared back as if to say ‘how would I know all you have done is sit down.’ The reporter quickly looked down towards his notes and cleared his throat ready to begin. ”Right then, could we start by getting you to describe the outward appearance of the missing person Saila? Stuff like height weight eyes hair and any other kind of distinguishing marks.”
The interviewee seemed to think for some time before responding. “Well he was very similar to me, the same height of 5' 4" although more built than I am. Dark brown hair, but much longer at the front than mine. His eyes are blue and he often has a tanned look to him from all the travelling he does. He does not have any real distinguishing marks. Unless he has some huge scars under his selves but I doubt it.” The interviewer didn’t seem to notice the joke.
“Ok thank you, now for the more detailed facts. You were Saila’s closest colleague, could you tell me about his personality and personal traits?”
“Well he was a very tough one. He had been trained by the Jedi, so he was often the one sent to the dangerous scenes.”
The interviewer’s ears pricked up when he heard this information and quickly jumped in. “So he was a Jedi? I thought I was the only one that had left the Jedi and become a reporter?” He began frantically scribbling down some notes.
“Would you like to eximinae his lightsaber? I have it here with me now.” The interviewer looked away from his note taking with a very interested look on his face. "If we go out onto the balcony we will be in better light and away from the rooms surveillance, you know how things are with lightsabers in a non force sensitive's possession." He got up from his chair and walked over to the door to the balcony, the interviewer scurrying behind him quickly, he pressed the button to the side and ther glass panel slid gracefully off to the side. Saila smiled as the cool air from outside flowed past the two of them, he was going to enjoy this. "Now do you know of anyone called August?" He pulled the saber from his coar pocked and held it out for the man to see.
"Yes of course one of my top stories was when he disappeared." Bunden almost looked rat like as he arched his back to get a closer look at the masterpiece and raised his hands up to the saber yet not making contact with it.
Saila turned his nose up at the way the man acted towards his child. "Then I am afraid you know too much." A slight turn of his wrist pointed the emitter towards the rat and he activated it. He didn't make a sound, just slumped forwards into Saila's arms and he tossed him over the low railings towards the vehicles below. He then picked up the pad and the deceased's jacket pulling it over his shoulders, his face slightly changing as he did so.
Then Bunden Debannen left the room and looked towards his colleagues. "I have cot what I need for the story, shall we go?" They were all too stubborn to notice almost all his clothes had changed. They then all proceeded to the ship they had arrived in and left. Saila had made his escape.
NAME:
Saila Way
FACTION:
Journalist (Animus Manifesto)
RANK:
Editor in chief/Field interviewer (Apostate)
SPECIES:
Most likely human (Clawdite)
AGE:
32
GENDER:
Male
HEIGHT:
5' 4"
WEIGHT:
?
EYES:
Icy blue
HAIR:
Dark brown
SKIN:
Slightly tanned
CREDITS:
1,000 credits
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:
Nope.
FORCE SENSITIVE:
Yes
STRENGTH: 7/10
DEXTERITY: 5/10
CONSTITUTION: 3/10
INTELLIGENCE: 6/10
WISDOM: 7/10
CHARISMA: 9/10
FORCE POWERS:
* Tapas (chooses to rarely use it)
SKILLS:
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Form IV
KILLS:
August
Bunden Debannen
ROLE-PLAYS:
The interviewee seemed to think for some time before responding. “Well he was very similar to me, the same height of 5' 4" although more built than I am. Dark brown hair, but much longer at the front than mine. His eyes are blue and he often has a tanned look to him from all the travelling he does. He does not have any real distinguishing marks. Unless he has some huge scars under his selves but I doubt it.” The interviewer didn’t seem to notice the joke.
“Ok thank you, now for the more detailed facts. You were Saila’s closest colleague, could you tell me about his personality and personal traits?”
“Well he was a very tough one. He had been trained by the Jedi, so he was often the one sent to the dangerous scenes.”
The interviewer’s ears pricked up when he heard this information and quickly jumped in. “So he was a Jedi? I thought I was the only one that had left the Jedi and become a reporter?” He began frantically scribbling down some notes.
“Would you like to eximinae his lightsaber? I have it here with me now.” The interviewer looked away from his note taking with a very interested look on his face. "If we go out onto the balcony we will be in better light and away from the rooms surveillance, you know how things are with lightsabers in a non force sensitive's possession." He got up from his chair and walked over to the door to the balcony, the interviewer scurrying behind him quickly, he pressed the button to the side and ther glass panel slid gracefully off to the side. Saila smiled as the cool air from outside flowed past the two of them, he was going to enjoy this. "Now do you know of anyone called August?" He pulled the saber from his coar pocked and held it out for the man to see.
"Yes of course one of my top stories was when he disappeared." Bunden almost looked rat like as he arched his back to get a closer look at the masterpiece and raised his hands up to the saber yet not making contact with it.
Saila turned his nose up at the way the man acted towards his child. "Then I am afraid you know too much." A slight turn of his wrist pointed the emitter towards the rat and he activated it. He didn't make a sound, just slumped forwards into Saila's arms and he tossed him over the low railings towards the vehicles below. He then picked up the pad and the deceased's jacket pulling it over his shoulders, his face slightly changing as he did so.
Then Bunden Debannen left the room and looked towards his colleagues. "I have cot what I need for the story, shall we go?" They were all too stubborn to notice almost all his clothes had changed. They then all proceeded to the ship they had arrived in and left. Saila had made his escape.
NAME:
Saila Way
FACTION:
Journalist (Animus Manifesto)
RANK:
Editor in chief/Field interviewer (Apostate)
SPECIES:
Most likely human (Clawdite)
AGE:
32
GENDER:
Male
HEIGHT:
5' 4"
WEIGHT:
?
EYES:
Icy blue
HAIR:
Dark brown
SKIN:
Slightly tanned
CREDITS:
1,000 credits
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:
Nope.
FORCE SENSITIVE:
Yes
STRENGTH: 7/10
DEXTERITY: 5/10
CONSTITUTION: 3/10
INTELLIGENCE: 6/10
WISDOM: 7/10
CHARISMA: 9/10
FORCE POWERS:
* Tapas (chooses to rarely use it)
SKILLS:
LIGHTSABER/SWORD FORMS:
Form IV
KILLS:
August
Bunden Debannen
ROLE-PLAYS:
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