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Trouble on the Flotilla (open to all)

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The Dawnstar Bar
The dawnstar was a black market flotilla and at the center of it was a multi layered bar with the middle layers being the safest and most well guarded, all of a sudden the bar you are sitting in closes off and gas starts pouring into the room the people closest to the vents collapse as they breathe it in. a voice comes over the speakers "i regret to inform the other patrons that we have gotten some information that a jedi is in this bar level and we will be killing everyone in here to claim the bounty on his head" the speakers fall silent as the nearby patrons start yelling out profanities in their tongues while looking around the room
 
Here Minna was, sat in the corner of the bar trying her best to blend in. She was dressed scruffily, rather like a scavenger, in order to attract less attention from the male crowd. By a small round table she sat alone, inspecting a map of the flotilla whilst sipping some horrible conconction they sold. Things were at their usual, until suddenly the force nudged at her, drawing her attention to the gas seeping in. Through the speakers came a voice, speaking of a Jedi in the area. Could it be her they meant? They said him but that could be an assumption...

Quickly she held her breath, using the force to maintain her oxygen supply for as long as possible. Moving from her table and away from the vents, she then looked around to see who was causing all of this, and most of all: who was looking for a Jedi...

[member="Roadblock"]
 
Jedi? Jedi? Stryke didn't know whether to laugh at the huge mislabeling of himself, or to bring out his claws and begin tearing through the other people in this bar. While others began to pass out from the gas, the strange Gen'dai/Shi'ido hybrid simply breathed it in. Clumsy killers, these Dawnstar fools.​
With a smile, he shifted his skin to the black armor-like quality of his normal appearance, leaving his face human to avoid suspicion. As he watched, a woman began casting looks about the room, presumably looking for a control room or some such. He quite easily walked over to her, raising an eyebrow.​
"You're not likely to find your answers in here, Miss. Not from fools who would mistake me for a Jedi."
[member="Minna"] [member="Roadblock"]
 

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