Private Fi'nn and Ophelia

[Fi'nn Arkun]

fi'nn walked through the marketplace, intending on getting some overall equipment for himself and for on his ship thankfully it was still going smoothly and hopefully it would remain being that smooth. "Now what do I need, probably food and/or rations." He spoke to himself quite a bit and often.

 

[Darth Ophidia]

Fi'nn Arkun

The skies were overcast, the streets were bustling. Even so, there was something they did not talk about, something they didn't mention or acknowledge. They simply went about their day, doing what they always did, focusing on what they had on hand rather than the looming threat that lingered beyond their peripheral vision.

Best not disturb it, they thought.

Darth Ophidia watched over this place through her hidden eyes, and they had seen Fi'nn.

"Bring him to me." She ordered.

Cloaked figures moved in from either side of Fi'nn, while more stepped out of their hiding-places. One of them reached out to touch the zabrak's shoulder and spoke.

"Come with us."

 

[Fi'nn Arkun]

Fi'nn Arkun

The skies were overcast, the streets were bustling. Even so, there was something they did not talk about, something they didn't mention or acknowledge. They simply went about their day, doing what they always did, focusing on what they had on hand rather than the looming threat that lingered beyond their peripheral vision.

Best not disturb it, they thought.

Darth Ophidia watched over this place through her hidden eyes, and they had seen Fi'nn.

"Bring him to me." She ordered.

Cloaked figures moved in from either side of Fi'nn, while more stepped out of their hiding-places. One of them reached out to touch the zabrak's shoulder and spoke.

"Come with us."

Fi'nn turned to face the one that tapped his shoulder, not knowing what danger he was in though he was a little jumpy in case a past job was coming back. "Where to might I ask?"

 

[Darth Ophidia]

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"You may not. Come."

One more of the cloaked figures stepped up behind Fi'nn. The one who placed his hand on Fi'nn's shoulders made a firm grasp, seemingly trying to keep him from escaping.

The citizens and traders on the street quickly vanished, ducking out of sight and out of mind. It was clear they knew better than to disturb the cloaked figures. Who knew what influence they had?

 

[Fi'nn Arkun]

Darth Ophidia


Fi'nn thought he was in trouble by some organisation and so decided to be smart and play along. "Okay, I'll come along, not like I've got much choice." He was referring to the hooded figures iron like grip.