Gherron Dragovalor
Space dad
Coruscant; hungry
Gherron couldn't help it. He wanted-no, he needed- food. There was no question about it. So naturally, what did he do? He walked to the nearest food bar and ordered a huge foot-long sub. Jedi business was important after all, but so was managing his stomach. "Mmmm. Oh, that's good." Unfortunately for the young man, he was only half-way into the sandwich when his holocom chirped. Groaning, he swallowed his food and answered it.
"Knight Vael, you are needed in lower sector. Some kind of beast running loose."
Sighing, he acknowledged the command and paid for his food. He was taking it along with him, of course. There was no way he was letting such a masterpiece go to waste.
[member="Vexander Graves"]
Gherron couldn't help it. He wanted-no, he needed- food. There was no question about it. So naturally, what did he do? He walked to the nearest food bar and ordered a huge foot-long sub. Jedi business was important after all, but so was managing his stomach. "Mmmm. Oh, that's good." Unfortunately for the young man, he was only half-way into the sandwich when his holocom chirped. Groaning, he swallowed his food and answered it.
"Knight Vael, you are needed in lower sector. Some kind of beast running loose."
Sighing, he acknowledged the command and paid for his food. He was taking it along with him, of course. There was no way he was letting such a masterpiece go to waste.
[member="Vexander Graves"]