Temple Run [Tython]

[Keira Priest]

For the first few seconds after they landed within the safe confines of the dropship Keira looked herself over for any injury either immediately noticeable or otherwise internal, the process slow and methodical, almost meditative. Something about her visibly relaxed when she found none other than the scorching across the palm of her cybernetic arm, though that was to be expected. Absently she flexed the fingers of the phrik-plated limb, thankful that she wouldn't have to worry about any extra stops to the medbay or making repairs on her arm. On top of that, they had gotten what they came for and gotten out relatively unscathed. All things considered, it was a good day.

No real attention had been paid to the conversation going on next to her throughout the entirety of her self-examination, but once the first wrappings of terentatek hide were peeled away her focus was instantly captivated. A distinct beacon of sheer power drew her gaze to what was immediately apparent as a lightsaber, its aura neither noxiously cloying and tainted or sickeningly serene. It hovered somewhere on that middle line, not tarnished by either supposed side of what was truly an ethereal spectrum. After a moment or two she looked away, having to cut herself off from taking in the signature the artifact emanated for a moment in order to do so.

"What is it you've gotten yourself into this time?"

[member="Miss Blonde"]

 

[Vuhan Chen]

Pretty much everyone in the room knew who Miss Blonde really was so the time for masks and charades was at an end. Reaching towards her mask she unlocked a few hatches and pulled a few tubes from a small oxygen tank with a few snap hisses to follow afterwards. Taking off the mask she removed the persona of the vicious and greedy crime lord that was Miss Blonde and became herself once more. The businesswoman, mother of three, and wife to a loving husband.

The face and smile of Patricia Susan Garter showed and she looked over to Keira with it. Last week was Keira's birthday and Blonde was busy at the moment and unable to get her a gift, so when the location of the first blade on Tython was found she had to snatch it up, and while Miss Blonde would of put something like this up on the market, she wasn't that woman at the moment.

"Happy Birthday, Keira." Patricia said with a smile as she passed over the blade to her friend.

"Please wrap that thing back up, it's giving me a headache." she said with a chuckle as the dropship got them the hell out of there.

[member="Keira Ticon"]