Kyo'kou
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- Oct 15, 2016
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Coruscant : Mid-Level
This had to be the worst idea she ever had.
Kyo'kou curled her fingers around the chilly durasteel railing of the overlook, their knuckles whitening as her grasp tightened in response to her building stress. Though the sun had started to set long ago, bringing with it a soothing and cool atmosphere, sweat dotted her exposed brow. She gazed across the ever-busy city that was Coruscant, her eyes darting to a fro in a failing attempt to track every moving speeder, each individual crossing he sky walks, every droid that patrolled the air.
Before departing her ship back at the dock, she had surrounded herself within a shield composed purely of the Force, securing her nature from being sensed while also blinding her from being forewarned of any danger. Needless to say, she was feeling quite exposed and vulnerable. Kyo'kou desperately wanted to set herself free, to once again be aware of the intentions of others, especially those closest to her observation deck. The structure itself wasn't very populated save for a small family entertaining their children here and there, or the more common couple seeking a romantic spot to nauseate everyone else with their public displays of affection. But to do so could alert anyone sensitive to the Force that she was versed in the Dark side- something highly frowned upon within the Republic. Even more so its capital. Jedi frequented here.
But that was the point. She wanted to meet one face-to-face. It was stupid, really. Why should she think they would give a Sith the chance to explain herself when they could just as easily lop off her head. Or try to. She wasn't exactly defenseless (despite some rumors that circulated about her). Kyo'kou wasn't like the others of her order, though. Perhaps the Jedi could sense that? ..When she decided to be bold enough to lower her safety egg that is. Right now, the woman was more than happy using her time to contain a panic attack that threatened to rip her apart, and try not to look like someone who was either high on spice or about to throw themselves over the railing.
I'm going to get myself killed, aren't I? She asked herself, and not for the first time either. Kyo'kou groaned as she leaned back to stretch out her apprehension, then straightened and smoothed out her fitted white-leather sleeveless top and matching long-skirt. White. Hah. The Sith shook her head in disbelief. Well, so far so good. No one has raised a blaster to me yet. Her brown eyes scanned the thinning crowd. Night would be soon upon the world and with it the less welcomed riff raff would scurry out from their holes to start 'work.' As a sudden thought crossed her mind, she nearly burst out laughing. Imagine if she actually got mugged all because she wanted to hide from the 'good guys.' Ah well. Better start moving towards the Senate District.
Kyo'kou started to do just that, maintaining a slow and steady space, all while trying to keep her head held high and posture straight as not to attract unwanted attention. She had purposely landed several miles from her desired destination to give herself some leeway with her experiment- namely that she, a Sith, could blend in with the general public. While she appeared nonchalant, the woman was truly terrified to the core. She had no idea what to expect, nor what to do when her goal of actually encountering a Jedi was met. However, she was quite determined to finish her quest for knowledge. So much so, that she dressed as a commoner on a planet that was forbidden to her kind and without the protection of her Nexu pet. All she bore was a pair of lightsabers concealed beneath her flowing skirt- and even they weren't easy to access (she truly didn't want them to be seen).
As the Sith walked, her steps actually became more confident. Kyo'kou found herself becoming easily distracted by the many lights that lined each horizon, their colors a beautiful display, though arrangement chaotic. Every now and then she would catch the scent of freshly cooking food- most citizens would be settling in for their evening meals around now. Some actually made her stomach rumble. Before too long she found herself smiling. Maybe this won't be so bad after all..
This had to be the worst idea she ever had.
Kyo'kou curled her fingers around the chilly durasteel railing of the overlook, their knuckles whitening as her grasp tightened in response to her building stress. Though the sun had started to set long ago, bringing with it a soothing and cool atmosphere, sweat dotted her exposed brow. She gazed across the ever-busy city that was Coruscant, her eyes darting to a fro in a failing attempt to track every moving speeder, each individual crossing he sky walks, every droid that patrolled the air.
Before departing her ship back at the dock, she had surrounded herself within a shield composed purely of the Force, securing her nature from being sensed while also blinding her from being forewarned of any danger. Needless to say, she was feeling quite exposed and vulnerable. Kyo'kou desperately wanted to set herself free, to once again be aware of the intentions of others, especially those closest to her observation deck. The structure itself wasn't very populated save for a small family entertaining their children here and there, or the more common couple seeking a romantic spot to nauseate everyone else with their public displays of affection. But to do so could alert anyone sensitive to the Force that she was versed in the Dark side- something highly frowned upon within the Republic. Even more so its capital. Jedi frequented here.
But that was the point. She wanted to meet one face-to-face. It was stupid, really. Why should she think they would give a Sith the chance to explain herself when they could just as easily lop off her head. Or try to. She wasn't exactly defenseless (despite some rumors that circulated about her). Kyo'kou wasn't like the others of her order, though. Perhaps the Jedi could sense that? ..When she decided to be bold enough to lower her safety egg that is. Right now, the woman was more than happy using her time to contain a panic attack that threatened to rip her apart, and try not to look like someone who was either high on spice or about to throw themselves over the railing.
I'm going to get myself killed, aren't I? She asked herself, and not for the first time either. Kyo'kou groaned as she leaned back to stretch out her apprehension, then straightened and smoothed out her fitted white-leather sleeveless top and matching long-skirt. White. Hah. The Sith shook her head in disbelief. Well, so far so good. No one has raised a blaster to me yet. Her brown eyes scanned the thinning crowd. Night would be soon upon the world and with it the less welcomed riff raff would scurry out from their holes to start 'work.' As a sudden thought crossed her mind, she nearly burst out laughing. Imagine if she actually got mugged all because she wanted to hide from the 'good guys.' Ah well. Better start moving towards the Senate District.
Kyo'kou started to do just that, maintaining a slow and steady space, all while trying to keep her head held high and posture straight as not to attract unwanted attention. She had purposely landed several miles from her desired destination to give herself some leeway with her experiment- namely that she, a Sith, could blend in with the general public. While she appeared nonchalant, the woman was truly terrified to the core. She had no idea what to expect, nor what to do when her goal of actually encountering a Jedi was met. However, she was quite determined to finish her quest for knowledge. So much so, that she dressed as a commoner on a planet that was forbidden to her kind and without the protection of her Nexu pet. All she bore was a pair of lightsabers concealed beneath her flowing skirt- and even they weren't easy to access (she truly didn't want them to be seen).
As the Sith walked, her steps actually became more confident. Kyo'kou found herself becoming easily distracted by the many lights that lined each horizon, their colors a beautiful display, though arrangement chaotic. Every now and then she would catch the scent of freshly cooking food- most citizens would be settling in for their evening meals around now. Some actually made her stomach rumble. Before too long she found herself smiling. Maybe this won't be so bad after all..