The Future Keeps Luring In Like A Pack Of Snakes

[Matthew(Rogue)Drevur]

SWOOSH! The Luna jumps out of hyperspace, this time it wasn't set on fire, or broken, or falling apart. This time it was just fine. The ship lands at a small spaceport, the ramp opens an I zoom out on a newly purchased compact speeder bike, just barely able to fit inside one of the Luna's storage rooms. I zoom out towards a small building in the middle of the city, hoping the crate precariously strapped to the back doesn't fall off. "This is where I would meet him for the holocrons, hope he still remembers." I hop off the bike and unstrap the crate on the back, then I walk inside, and wait for one singular person, [member="Dar Moraal"]

 

[Dar Moraal]

Dar tapped his arm rest brooding. On what he is brooding about is of no concern to you. "Lord we have arrived." Glancing at his captain Dar dismissed him with a simple gesture. Getting off his command chair he walks briskly to the hangar. Once he arrived he leapt into his interceptor and barreled into the spaceport. Walking down the ramp he sensed the person he was supposed to meet and ran in that direction. He wasn't sure how reliable this source was but it was something. Finding a seemingly small building Dar enters. Apon seeing the person he was supposed to meet he walks over. "Know this. If you are lying about the value of the devices your chances of leaving this building alive will be slim."
[member="Matthew (Rogue) Drevur"]

 

[Matthew(Rogue)Drevur]

"Hey, if I did it was the Jedi's fault for not grabbing the real ones. (takes one out of the crate and shows him) Does this look legit enough for you?" I then continue to show [member="Dar Moraal"] the rest of the holocrons. "Twelve in total."