Idiian Sayali
Unfettered Bounty Hunter
Bothuwai's Templar Sanctum was pretty large, as expected; After all, it was the sanctum for the entire Capitol of the Confederacy. Despite that, Idiian was surprised at how simple the layout of the Sanctum was, especially when she received a map of the Sanctum at the entrance. The Training Hall, where Idiian figured she could pick up a training lightsaber to practice with, was located in the west wing on the Sanctum- Not too hard to get to from the entrance hall, judging from the map.
Idiian was making her way through the massive entrance hall, looking for the hallway that she needed to take to the Training hall, when she spotted someone familiar from behind. She wasn't sure if it was the same person, but the man seemed to resemble someone who had hired her as extra security a while back on a trip to retrieve some Cortosis from a mine in CIS space. If it really was the same man... Well, she figured he would respond if she called out to him, then.
The young half-Echani turned towards the familiar man, who's back was still facing her, and- without considering that it might draw other people's attention, too- cupped her hands around her mouth to produce a pseudo-megaphone and shouted out, "Hey, Mr. Starchaser! Is that you!?" Whether or not it really was [member="Marek Starchaser"] or not, she wouldn't know until the man turned around, but she had a good feeling it was him.
Idiian was making her way through the massive entrance hall, looking for the hallway that she needed to take to the Training hall, when she spotted someone familiar from behind. She wasn't sure if it was the same person, but the man seemed to resemble someone who had hired her as extra security a while back on a trip to retrieve some Cortosis from a mine in CIS space. If it really was the same man... Well, she figured he would respond if she called out to him, then.
The young half-Echani turned towards the familiar man, who's back was still facing her, and- without considering that it might draw other people's attention, too- cupped her hands around her mouth to produce a pseudo-megaphone and shouted out, "Hey, Mr. Starchaser! Is that you!?" Whether or not it really was [member="Marek Starchaser"] or not, she wouldn't know until the man turned around, but she had a good feeling it was him.