Willard Jamaane
Sharp Dressed Vong
"Miss Djo?"
The door closed gently behind Will. Out through the panoramic windows of [member="Calina Djo"] 's suite, another Sith warship rose from underneath the city. Skyscrapers sloughed off like sand. Somehow, during the era of the One Sith, warships had been constructed in the foundations of the planet-wide city, in anticipation of a day like today. Maurice hissed nervously and twined around Will's arm rather than sticking to his role as a stylish cane.
"Miss Djo, are you here? I brought you another taozin amulet. The Sith are on the planet, and we need to talk about options. Miss Djo...?"
The door closed gently behind Will. Out through the panoramic windows of [member="Calina Djo"] 's suite, another Sith warship rose from underneath the city. Skyscrapers sloughed off like sand. Somehow, during the era of the One Sith, warships had been constructed in the foundations of the planet-wide city, in anticipation of a day like today. Maurice hissed nervously and twined around Will's arm rather than sticking to his role as a stylish cane.
"Miss Djo, are you here? I brought you another taozin amulet. The Sith are on the planet, and we need to talk about options. Miss Djo...?"