Sad Beautiful Tragic

[Jamie Pyne]

Pearl whites dug into fleshy pink bottom lip. The information was valuable in that it connected both reasons for her being on the planet. Perhaps she would find the answers there, at the shrine.

"Thank you." Her voice was hardly above a whisper, though she turned from the man to Spark, hearing the curiosity flutter in her tone. "Yes. Certain sects. The kind less inclined to sit and have a civil discussion and more likely to sever your torso from your legs."

In other words, the not friendly kind.

The blonde sipped from her water several more times before setting the glass back down. "We should get going. The longer we wait around the less likely it is to find my informant."

[member="Spark Finn"]

 

[Spark Finn]

The slicer didn't say much as the hot, dry air whipped through her sandy-colored hair. The speeder ride was quiet. It hadn't taken the skinny-limbed girl long to acquire the vehicle #stolen and disable any sort of tracking codes or identifiers. Funny sitting next to royalty who could almost pass as her twin.

#twinsies

But the faster she helped this princess - or whatever she was - find her missing person, the faster her job from SIS Alliance would be done and she could go home to Munin. And go back to #introverting.

Blues squinted behind black-rimmed glasses as they got closer. Index finger pointed, hands still gripping the speeder controls. "Up ahead. That the sith shrine you visited before?" Made her nervous to run into sith. It's was just the two blondes. If there were more than one or two bad dudes, then, they'd have to abort.

[member="Jamie Pyne"]