A Mausoleum of Glass and Metal

[Dax Perl]

The metal spires of Coruscant stretched upwards, infinitely tall, cutting the sky into thin slivers of blue. The platform on which Dax stood, however, was far less enchanting. The level was dirty, grimy, and above all smelled. Like way too much body odor and spoiled food. The Rogue crinkled his nose as he caught a whiff of something that smelt of a mixture of rotten eggs, spoiling meat, and a bantha fart...oh the wonders of Coruscant...

[member="Stephanie Brown"]

 

[Eli-Mae Forrest]

Stephanie was on lookout. This was her normal nightly duty, she was on patrol. Then on her radio she was getting reports of One sith activity that could be dangerous. She ordered the police to back off and she headed over

[member="Dax Fyre"]