Public Constellations No Longer Charted [Ossus]

[Scherezade deWinter]

Well that was a downer. All she got was a simple no, without any explanations or attempts or even a show of will to take the box away from her. So unless that person was going to play with her, she was going to have to figure it out on her own.

"Always bend at the knees," she smiled as she crouched, picked the box up in a way that made it seem like its weight had little effect on her, and then straightened up again, holding it in both hands. "Protecting the back is important," she nodded firmly.

And started walking away, box firmly in her grip.

Avarice

 

[Avarice]

Avarice watched the peculiar woman and squinted at her." Hmnn... " He followed after her padding behind. " You intend on carrying that up... all those stairs?" He asked lightly morbidly curious as top who this odd lady was. He seemed non violent. Her certainly looked the picture of a young sith with the dark broody attire. "Do you even know what might be in there?"

Scherezade deWinter

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

"Not a single clue!" she said with a chipper voice, her legs moving to the first step before she paused to turn around, glowing green eyes looking at the stranger. "You coming?"


Avarice

 

[Avarice]

Scherezade deWinter

He laughed at that, an odd, hesitant laugh that grew louder in an almost incredulous manner. "Hells… why not?" He padded after her, making sure she didn't hurt herself as she ascended the stairs. He kept a small bit of space between them. "I imagine it's some old artifact, to have been sealed away like that… perhaps a remnant that was overlooked," he suggested, watching her curiously.

His posture had relaxed now, his expression one of simple curiosity to see what she might have discovered in the box. The upstairs was just as they had left it, the ruins of a vast library room.

 

[Scherezade deWinter]

When you were confronted by strangers in dark mythical places that paid both home and homage to ancient uber secrets that had to do with the Force, and you weren't necessarily looking for a fight, there were a few simple rules one had to abide by.

1. Keep the other party interested – some people did that by being exceptionally witty, super smart, or alluring. Scherezade knew she was pretty, but she also knew she was better equipped with blades than with words, and the whole alluring thing was usually a hit or miss. So she did it in other ways. Namely, like pretending everything was perfectly fine while she made some very questionable decisions.​

"Oh, it's older than old," she nodded, walking up the stairs. Large as she was, her cardio was in peak condition. You couldn't call yourself any kind of a Warrior if you didn't. "It also doesn't want to be opened," she added, skipping a few more steps.

2. Offer them food – this one really peaks for itself, doesn't it? Everybody liked food.​

"Hey, you hungry?" she asked as she paused, turning around on the stairs, "I've got some really nice wursts on my ship, I can bring them out and we can eat as we think what else this could be."

3. Make sure that saying 'no' is not a good option.​

Because if the person said no and then tried to take what was now her box in every way that counted, one kick could potentially easily make them roll down all these long, sharp, annoying stairs.

Avarice