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I sat back on my heels, hood pulled low as I crouched in the shadows, watching not only with my eyes, but with the Force.
It was a big risk, coming to Coruscant. I was neither a dark sider nor a formal Sith, and, well...with my former allegiance, the Sithlings mightn't take too kindly to my presence. Which I was currently trying to hide as best I could. I couldn't tell if I was doing a very good job but, seeing as how no yellow-eyed screamin' Mimi was bringing their wrath upon me...I figured I was good.
Honestly, this little detour of mine was just that - a detour. When I'd arrived to the planet, my mission hadn't been to skull around in the gloomy shadows of a warehouse as two (or was it three? I couldn't sense Mr. Shooty McShootface below me, which led me to believe he was probably a droid. Albeit a droid I didn't want to messwith) idiots attempted to break into the said storage area. Then again...wasn't that what I was about to do?
Unconsciously, I reached out to my left to pet Maxi before I remembered that I'd left him at the hotel. He didn't like it, but dragging around a Blarth attracted too much attention for a place like this. I sighed, grimacing as alarms began to go off.
"What, chickening out?" An annoying voice appeared to my right, though by now I was so used to it I didn't even flinch.
"Look, Gray, there will be guards and officials converging on this place any minute. Sith guards, might I add. There's no way in Hell I'd be able to get in there. Besides, it's irrelevant to my mission."
"So?" The hallucination popped a chewstim bubble, grinning at me. Though I'd gotten used to her appearances, the fact that she was my clone in appearances was something I'd probably never get used to.
"So, I don't want to be killed. Or distracted. Where the kark did you get chewstim, anyway? You're a figment of my karking imagination."
Gray sneered, contorting my lovely features. I'd have punched her, by since she wasn't actually there, I'd probably just end up hurting myself. "I'm not real, dearie. Which means I can do whatever I want. And anyway, a little side trip would do you wonders. Otherwise you'll get burned out looking for wittle Kiany-poo."
I pursued my lips in disagreement, but she continued. "And, just think. What if you could get your hands on whatever it is those Sithlings are protecting? It's clearly something important, which means it'd either help you find Karr or help you deal a blow against the Sith. Either way, it's a win-win."
"Until I die," I muttered. Rubbing my face, I sighed. "Fine. You're just gonna drive me insane otherwise. But if things begin to look even a little hairy, I'm out. Understand?"
Gray cackled, her image fading away as she replied back, "Darling, I think you already qualify as being insane!"
Shaking my head, I leapt down from my perch on the opposite building, using the Force to prevent me from becoming a pancake. Similarly, my feet didn't even make a sound as I landed, one hand on my saberstaff as I ran into the building.