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Faction Black Mire Part II [THR]


Naboo
Tags: Corazona von Ascania Corazona von Ascania , Tatiana Sah Tatiana Sah , Aurelian Veruna Aurelian Veruna , Vizion Trozky Vizion Trozky , Aiden Porte Aiden Porte , Wuxia Wukong Wuxia Wukong , Atham Harek Atham Harek , Kudau Kudau , @Others (sorry, mobile post)

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"Well, many smart people are attempting to resolve the conundrum as we speak, so we may get your ship back. If not try to think of it as an opportunity. An unseen path in your journey that causes you to stay on Naboo a little longer than expected. There are after all worse planets to be stranded upon."

Rayne let out a sigh, crouching down and rubbing her temple. Those words did not put her at ease. She had none of her food here. That meant she was gonna have to for sure sell some of those stupid bobbleheads to get some kind of money for grub. That was gonna be a pain in the ass.

All right. Circus is in town.

And now she was being insulted?! Rayne stood up with a fire in her eyes, only to see that it was the elected king of Naboo. She very quickly crouched back down and made herself small again. This day was awful. She had lost her ship, not sold a single thing, and now a king was calling her a clown. At this point she was beginning to wonder if she should throw herself into the void. And then came a new suggestion.

"Have we considered a rather large tethered thing, rather than a droid or person, hm? Give it a good toss, then a good yank back towards us? Or is there something similar to this occurring? As I've noticed in our little galaxy, rarely do things not happen more than once."

An opportunity. Maybe her way off of this rock if her ship wasn't found. She turned back to her wagon and rustled through the bobbleheads before she pulled out the head of an old Imperial Probe Droid, presenting it to the gathered officials.

"I'll trade this for a ride off planet," she offered, before quickly making her request more polite with an added "please."

The droid head surely contained all the components they needed to glimpse into that void, so long as they had a means of hooking it up to a cable that fed that info back to them.


 



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Upon being approached and more or less snuck up on by the tall woman towards the King of Naboo and two Jedi, there wasn’t a moment of hesitation in Atham’s body when he sent the fastest, meanest overhanded punch soaring towards her skull. He moved like lightning. No buildup, no stance taking. Rayne Lo'to Rayne Lo'to most likely had not seen a man move that fast from a standing position.

Atham may have been a goof, but he was still a Trooper- and a Commando, at that.

He didn’t use the hand with the cigar, as he was not a fool to waste good product!

 

Rayne Lo'to Rayne Lo'to most likely had not seen a man move that fast from a standing position.

And this was true. Rayne folded like an omelet and was out in an instant, the blow to her head all but sending her to an early bedtime. Her body crumpled unceremoniously to the floor, and the probe droid head in her hands fell at the foot of Aurelian Veruna Aurelian Veruna .

Nearby mechanical equipment would malfunction, a result of a brief flicker of her technomancy as her mind slipped out of consciousness.


 

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