The Devil went down to Tatooine

[Parvos]

Tatooine​

This was going to drive Parvos to the brink of insanity, nothing but billions of little grains of sand everywhere he looked, it was really pissing him off, who the karking hell would've someone thought up a sand planet, sand was absolutely useless to him and to everybody, no one in there right mind would live in any place remotely like this, unfortunately 99.99 percent of the galaxy weren't in there right minds, Parvos wasn't either otherwise he wouldn't be on the damned sun planet.

As he slowly walked along the desert plains a small town came into his view, and with the wind beginning to get gustier with every passing second , Parvos sprinted as fast as he could towards the town, or settlement, or whatever. The main part was that it had shelter for him to hide under, as he looked around at the sand buildings he saw a fairly big one that looked like it could be at least a Cantina, "Well then, here goes nothing" Parvos muttered silently in his Yoda Species accent as he entered through the door.

@[member="Maria Zambrano"] @[member="Asterion"]

 

[Nikolas Faselli]

What would the Witch of Arx Mortis do on such a strange planet as it is Tatooine? It was far away from the home of her and she had no real reason to go and do something there, but she was still there.

Weird.

Sitting in a quite random cantina, drinking some wine in the corner, she noticed a person from a strange species marching into the building and saying something to himself. He was definitely someone Maria wouldn't leave alone, as, being an Initiate, she shouldn't have sensed much Force in him, but she did.

Weird. Again.

The last sip she took of the wine was already quite bland. She should've enjoyed the drink...

@[member="Asterion"] | @[member="Parvos"]

 

[Stephanie Swail]

Already 4 months into his Sith training, and Asterion felt like a different person. Not a person; a warrior. A Sith Acolyte. He wasn't enjoying being on such a planet as warm as this, not with his Acolyte armour and robe. Under training from Kära Vi'dreya had taught him a lot, but he still had much to learn. This time on Tatooine may be beneficial, it may not. His Master was on the planet also, and so he had time to explore, to refresh and to learn what he could.


He knelt on the roof of an old brick building, over looking the street below. He wasn't waiting for someone, but he was watching. Maybe an opportunity would present itself to him, maybe not. The cantina was directly opposite him, and he watched the door as patrons entered and left, better or worse for wear after a few drinks, or a few fights.

Asterion rubbed his hand along the dry stone beneath him, always watching down below. He was enjoying his moment of peace, he was using the Force to feel the beings below him; to gauge them and read them. So far, only a few flickers had raised his interest, one of which had gone into the cantina itself. And the being felt dark.

He waited and watched, before deciding what to do.


@[member="Maria Zambrano"] @[member="Parvos"]

 

[Parvos]

Parvos walked up to the bartender with a empty glass, he had planned to take his time with that drink, but he had began getting to feel uneasy, like he was being stared at by someone, he looked around and saw what was making him uneasy a strange lady who was looking at him,his head was only inclined to her for a extremely quick second before he quickly snapped his head the opposite direction and took his drink from the bartender.

Parvos walked back to his seat and as he sat down he looked to the table next to his, god they looked like they were drunk and about to go on a rage at each other, which was never a good mix so Parvos sat at the edge of his seat, ready to run from the Cantina if anything happened, there was no way in hell he needed the authorities to arrest him, he took a sip of the drink, this tasted flavorless like water, so Parvos sat his drink down again and sat, watching and waiting.

@[member="Asterion"] @[member="Maria Zambrano"]

 

[Nikolas Faselli]

The group of drunk people sitting not too far away from her didn't get unnoticed by Maria. She was sure there will be a major fighting in this cantina today. One of the group already took his chair and started swinging it around.

Weird.

She rose from her seat, but she couldn't walk a single step, because the chair already flew towards her. This was getting interesting. It was the only chair in the beginning of this fight. Instead, glasses started flying around and some people who got hit fell down unconsciously.

Creepy.

@[member="Parvos"] | @[member="Asterion"]

 

[Stephanie Swail]

He could already sense the darkness inside the cantina, and to help matters a few Jawas scurried out creating quite a fuss. Standing and walking down the large stone steps leading to the sandy street, Asterion decided to see what he could find inside, be it some greater power that could benefit the order he served or a trouble maker he could waste time with.

Making sure to avoid the occasional speeder and Bantha in the street, Asterion crossed, keeping his eye on dark and inviting door. Allowing a Bith to enter before him, the Acolyte followed and immediately welcomed the darker, cooler interior.

Music was playing and it was already quite alive inside. There was already a scuffle breaking out, but it wasn't his fight.

He moved to the side as he entered and looked around, seeing if he could pin-point something or someone that had attracted him in the first place.


@[member="Maria Zambrano"] @[member="Parvos"]