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Toran briefly shook Isabella's hand, before departing from this little meeting. He was not much one for the pleasantries of things, and he didn't think he was needed there anymore. Slipping through the crowds, Toran made his way back towards the throne, ascending the steps of the dais. Even here, there were a few groups of people mingling, though they were quick to move out of the Emperor's way, especially when the two glaring Imperial Knights behind Toran stepped forward. As Toran was about to sit down, he felt himself get pushed forward by an unseen force, stumbling into the throne. Turning around, Toran watched as the two Imperial Knights wrestled a young man to the ground, one delivering a quick blow to the mans cheek and knocking him out. On the ground beside him, Toran spotted a small blade, coated in what looked like a green toxin of some kind.
Two Stormtroopers rushed forward, grabbing the man between them and dragging him out of the room, taking the blade with them. Luckily, for the most part, the guests hadn't noticed the altercation, though those nearest the throne were looking at Toran nervously. Smiling to them, Toran shook his head, sitting down on the throne, adjusting his cloak underneath him.
"Poor man simply had too much to drink. Please, enjoy the party." His words were enough to console most of the attendees, though the Imperial Knights stood extremely close to Toran now, their hands resting tensely on the lightsabers resting at their hips.
[member="The Mirage"] [member="Titan"] [member="Isabella LaFleur"] [member="Klesta"] [member="Oscar Saint-Just"] [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"]
Two Stormtroopers rushed forward, grabbing the man between them and dragging him out of the room, taking the blade with them. Luckily, for the most part, the guests hadn't noticed the altercation, though those nearest the throne were looking at Toran nervously. Smiling to them, Toran shook his head, sitting down on the throne, adjusting his cloak underneath him.
"Poor man simply had too much to drink. Please, enjoy the party." His words were enough to console most of the attendees, though the Imperial Knights stood extremely close to Toran now, their hands resting tensely on the lightsabers resting at their hips.
[member="The Mirage"] [member="Titan"] [member="Isabella LaFleur"] [member="Klesta"] [member="Oscar Saint-Just"] [member="Jaster of Clan Awaud"]