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Post by Valen Dundalis on Jun 8, 2005 21:47:12 GMT -5
((Wish I could...I'm done...finally!! I'm so sorry!))
Valen follows her gaze, expecting someone to jump out of a distant crowd and attack him. Shaking his head, he lets out a light sigh of relief. "So neither of us is following the other...That's good...I guess...So...who exactly are you then?"
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Post by Sahara Keteris on Jun 8, 2005 21:53:31 GMT -5
((*lol* it's alright, as long as it's done. Besides, it gave me some time to work on my character sketch. =D ))
She thinks for a moment if she is possibly wanted for anything on Tatooine before answering.
"Sahara. I act as a guide. Is there anywhere you'll be needing to go?"
Mind on her business, like usual, not expecting anything.
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Post by Valen Dundalis on Jun 8, 2005 21:57:13 GMT -5
Valen shakes his head hastily, wondering if he should reveal his identity to her. Deciding that his first name wasn't wholly bad, he offers his hand to her.
"I'm Valen...And around here...there're quite a few places..."
He then looks down, wondering whether he shoulder risk asking where the Rebel hideout in Mos Espa is, being dropped off here alone and without a map or guide.
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Post by Sahara Keteris on Jun 8, 2005 22:06:04 GMT -5
She takes his hand and shakes it firmly. "My pleasure." She says with a broad smile., Yeeeeessssss! Another deal sealed! she celebrates in her mind.
"Simply state the place, and we shall go."
((K, now... Think quickly goofoo... *n00bness for Star Wars is about to show* XDD ))
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Post by Valen Dundalis on Jun 8, 2005 22:13:50 GMT -5
Valen shrugs, not really sure why he's about to do this before deciding against it.
"Listen...why don't you take me to the cantina out here or a place where we can get drinks? I'm tired out...Need a pick-me-up..."
((you're not the only one XD))
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Post by Sahara Keteris on Jun 8, 2005 22:18:57 GMT -5
"No prob-lem-o. Most popular destination, if I may say so. There's something about a bar that every visitor seems to need," She states, giggling a little bit at the way people act in a foreign land. "Right this way." She motions, readjusting her cloak behind her as she turns and begins walking down one of the roadways.
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Post by Valen Dundalis on Jun 8, 2005 22:24:47 GMT -5
Valen nods lightly, deciding against telling her he's only 16 and follows her, seeing some people he suspects may be associated to the Rebels as he is.
"So...How do I phrase this right? Do you...know anything about those Rebels across the universe?"
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Post by Sahara Keteris on Jun 8, 2005 22:29:50 GMT -5
"Rebels? Of course. They're everywhere. See them every day. They come and go, but none have ever been stupid enough to tell me anything. HA!" She found the subject quite entertaining, not even suspecting that he might be one of them.
The people in the streets seem to part in front of Sahara. Those red eyes and the falling night seem to make a scary combination. ((*lol*))
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Post by Valen Dundalis on Jun 8, 2005 22:38:22 GMT -5
Valen nods absentmindedly, definitely seeing it as a warning not to tell he's a Rebel. At least, not yet. He also enjoys the fact that he does not have to push through crowds, noting the obvious fear and respect for Sahara.
"So...Uh...You don't really like them then, do ya?"
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Post by Sahara Keteris on Jun 8, 2005 22:41:39 GMT -5
"I don't really have anything against them... But they never got me off of Tatooine." Her voice trailed off at the end of this. The subject seemed to tear at her somehow...
Snapping back again, she looked around tensely and motioned again, "Quickly, this way." She turned sharply and started down a side alley.
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Post by Valen Dundalis on Jun 8, 2005 22:50:10 GMT -5
Valen frowns and turns sharply with her into the side alleyway, sighing and stretching his arm while still walking. He notices her sudden awareness and almost asks about it but not before muttering to himself, not aware if Sahara can hear him not.
"Never got you off? I ended up on here with them..."
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Post by Sahara Keteris on Jun 8, 2005 22:54:14 GMT -5
She stopped suddenly and looked him in the eyes. "..." Deciding against saying anything, she turns and continues. If he was trying to investigate her, saying something wouldn't help her at all.
"We're almost there."
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Post by Valen Dundalis on Jun 8, 2005 23:02:44 GMT -5
Valen winces, a sudden uncomfortable feeling overcoming him, as if going to the local place seemed like the worst possible choice for him. Looking to Sahara uncomfortably, he shakes his head. "I'm sorry...but...something just came up that I just remember and uh...If you ever want to find me again on Tatooine or Coruscant...ask a Rebel about me..." Then, turning to run off, he turns the corner and dashes off into a crowd.
((Damn it...gtg again...sorry! But you know who I am! XD))
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Post by Sahara Keteris on Jun 8, 2005 23:04:59 GMT -5
She blinks at him and makes a face. Seeing him run away, she turns and curses under her breath.
OH well, another job left unfinished. She ducked into the shadows and was gone.
**gone**
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Post by Sahara Keteris on Jun 16, 2005 14:43:03 GMT -5
Taking a deep breath, she walks nonchalantly from the shadows and wanders the streets looking for people who look like they don't know their way around. She wears her white cloak with the hood down, letting her long black braid trail out behind her. Her belts are turned so that her weapons do not show while she is walking. She wears a well-practiced smile that she hopes will welcome customers.
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