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[Lord Strava]

Zee walked midst the masses, his companion sleeping lightly on his shoulders and neck still. Somehow, as if the will of the Force, no jostling would knock him free. Time proved this. Over the center of an outstretched palm, swirling above the flesh in a swiftly rotating circle, hovered three small spheres made of the purest forge hardened steel. His power to manipulate them was so boosted by Ax, that he hardly realized he was still doing it half of the time.

It was only the passersby gazing that brought it back to attention.

"I am... hungry." Zee began, ending mid bumping into a softly pink flashed body. The collision sent him to the ground, where finally Ax woke, leaping to safety before he could be squished. Rolling quickly, he was once more right upward, looking for the little body midst the feet of the crowd. Soon enough he saw the creature, who noted his gaze and leaped, knowing his telekinesis would catch him. Soon enough everything was back to normal, so he turned to apologize.

"I do so apologize."

[member="Rex Taff"] [member="Farah"]

 

[Ravenfire]

"No your okay, say I have never seen a creature like that before what he is?" Rex asks curiously, forgetting his previous line of inquiry.
[member="Zorren Royal"] / [member="Farah"]

 

[Farah]

“That also depends.” She continued. “Some species respond differently to the same types of medication, for example—“ The Zeltron lurched forward slightly as someone bumped into her, taking a moment to straighten herself out before turning to see who’d collided with her.

Farah found that the young man had been knocked to the ground, though he’d quickly gotten up without any assistance. He seemed to be searching for something that the doctor could not see, though it appeared that the Chiss had caught sight of whatever it was that had distracted him.

“That’s alright.” She waved off his concern. “Does your head hurt?" She hadn't seen it he'd hit it or not during his fall.


[member="Rex Taff"] [member="Zorren Royal"]

 

[Lord Strava]

Ax slowly peeked it's head around his neck, having heavy training to maintain it's health. Always cautious, never relaxed unless commanded to. At the moment he knew not what the situation entitled, so automatically it's little feline like face seemed to analyze.

"No, no. My head is fine, no worries." Zorren waved off the concern, then replied to the other, "It is a Maximus Salafrander. They are sold by GenPals, and this breed enhances use of the Force." He knew not if either of them knew of the ever present energy, simply knowing he and his masters talked of it like it was no matter.

"I apologize for bumping into you. I almost could swear I was lost... say, would you two mind if I accompany you for a time until I see a location I might recognize?"

[member="Farah"] [member="Rex Taff"]

 

[Ravenfire]

"GenPals never heard of them" then pausing for a second "Helps with the force so you must be a Jedi then?" Pretending to be star struck by this person while continuing to hide his own force presence. "of course I'll help you out" again with a faked star struck performance. But pretending to be oblivious isn't his strong suit so he overdoes it completely.
[member="Zorren Royal"] / [member="Farah"]

 

[Kangofett]

He sat alone in a set of black combat pants and combat boots, a casual matching tshirt, fingerless gloves, and a set of goggled sunglasses (like Riddick's sunglasses) resting on his head. Today he'd packed light, only carrying his wallet with all his permits and necessary documents, a comlink, his Rin'hi on his thigh holster, and a backpack full of dataslates, snacks, and ammo.

It's been awhile since his last hunt but there was no way he was going to watch yet another wave of new recruits bump and push each other to be the first one to cross the finish line at the training grounds on Netaleon. Yet here on Coruscant in Museum of Multispecies Sciences he witnessed the same show of jolstering and bumping with this amusing crowd.

Pulling out a dataslate, he took another bite of his Durang fruit and continued to his research on the Gen'Dai as he amusingly watched the commotion pan out.

 

[Farah]

Farah eyed the man for a moment before shrugging. It was good that he hadn’t hit his head, at least. “A sala…what?” Her brows arched downward in mild confusion. She’d heard of GenPals in passing, never giving them much thought because she wasn’t in the market for something cute and cuddly and possibly overprice. She stared at the creature as it wound its ways around its master’s neck. If they could augment the Force then perhaps they were worth a second look.

“That’s alright.” She waved off his apology. “Are you lost? Coruscant is a big place.” Her eyes slide over to the Chiss, one brow arching at his excitement.

[member="Zorren Royal"] [member="Rex Taff"]

 

[Lord Strava]

"Jedi? No, no. I train under some potent Force users, but in actuality I'm just a business man." Zorren stated, "I own a company that makes clothing, and another that is just hitting the ground. Our first product actually should be revealed soon enough." Ax moved forward slightly, out more into the open, sniffing at Farah. If he liked the woman, Zorren knew he would as well.

For a youth, he was regal, polite, and respectful. Not yet even an adult to most planets, he had done more than most did in a life time. He had been places, met influential people, even making some close allies. In such a life style he learned a thing or two.

"I am indeed lost, so both your kindness is appreciated. I was here to meet with a man about hiring as a face for the company. " He stated, "As a matter of fact, if you or your friends are in need of a job..." At this he grinned, time for the sell, "All you would need to do is come to company meetings, help me design the fashion, and then wear it. Get paid for basically nothing, get free fashionable clothing."

A laugh came, "Either way, I don't know where the man is, so I must find him. This is only my third time coming to the planet."

[member="Farah"] [member="Rex Taff"]

 

[Ravenfire]

"I'm not really familiar with coruscant myself" easing back to his normal self "Perhaps the doctor could help us though?"
[member="Farah"] / [member="Zorren Royal"]

 

[Farah]

Farah raised a brow, looking between the young man with the genetically engineered pet and the Chiss. So this was what happened when she left both the hospital and her apartment. Interaction. With people. People who weren’t bleeding or had ruptured organs.

“I appreciate the…offer.” The other brow went up at the sales pitch. “I’ve already got a job.”

Normally Farah would have made far more snarky comments or have walked away by now. As talented of a physician as she was, her bedside manner was one thing that constantly came under fire with her supervisors. In an effort to remedy this she would…attempt to be a decent person. Maybe.

Looking between the two again, she shrugged. “What does your friend look like? Maybe we could help you find him.” She glanced over at the Chiss meaningfully.

[member="Rex Taff"] [member="Zorren Royal"]

 

[Darth Aegis]

The entrance to the Museum of Multispecies Science stood wide, tall, and shining in front of Darth Aegis as he'd make his way inside. He'd immediately sense a fellow Sith. Aegis would look himself over, making sure his lightsaber and face were concealed beneath a robe and mask. Just from outside, he could already hear loud chattering and laughing. Aegis was anxious for his guard regiment to be completed, so he wouldn't need to feel uncomfortable in such large crowds.

Darth Aegis would step into the museum, and walk over to the species index holopad, near the entrance desk. He'd scroll through the thousands of species on the holopad, until he'd reach Sith. His apparent goal while at the museum was to learn more about his ancestor's, with him being a Sith pureblood. Aegis' secret goal was to sneak into the genetic database of the museum and steal samples for his sorcery.

The presence of a fellow Sith intrigued Aegis, enough to divert him from his intentions. It was clear to Aegis that this Sith was of apprentice level. Extra hands for a job is always useful. He'd begin making his way to the area where he sensed the Sith from. After several minutes of tracking, he'd find himself staring at a group of people, including the Sith he sensed. Aegis was a hallway distance from them, and was just waiting for one of them to see him.

 

[Kangofett]

Reading through the regenerative properties of the Gen'Dai, he realized why the bounty had been so high. Putting the Geldan sun-apple in his mouth he reached over with his black mechno arm he grabbed another dataslate and started taking notes.

Just as he was typing information on the biology of the Gen'Dai he had weird feeling looked up. A man ([member="Darth Aegis"]) in a robe had his back to him and was looking out towards the group outside. The man probably didn't even know he was behind him and he didn't say anything to give himself away. Keeping a wary eye on him he continued to type.

 

[Lord Nexus]

The Dark Lord and the Ard Ri had been separated as a result of their improvised landing. Having to split up, at least for a time, Lord Nexus found himself in one of the more culturally focused area's of Coruscant. Initially he considered moving on to a more secluded rendezvouze, perhaps a one that offered drinks and discretion.

But then he felt it. The same feeling he had when he was on Nar Shaddaa, and Tattooine. Given his nature, he had initially avoided hubs like Coruscant, as to not garner the attention of the jedi. However, it was now clear that something of his was here, and it was close. Nexus had minimized his force signature, as to avoid detection, but for a brief instant, it flared. It was one of malevolence. A maelstrom. Chaos.

That ever persent seductive whisper spoke in his ear.

"Come to me..."

Given the nature of his artifacts, Nexus had to fight to resist its initial allure, and focused on minimizing his signature once more. Once he collected himself, he made his way towards where the voice called from. The Museum of Multispecies Sciences.

Covered in a thick black cloak, Nexus stood at a daunting height for his species. With broad shoulders and a heavy build, he drew eyes as he strode in slow, steady steps towards the museum. Whilst he wore a cloak (concealing the armor and appropriated weapons which were beneath), his hood was not drawn, allowing people to see his face.

He was handsome, in a brutish sense- a strong chin and heavy jaw, coated in a thick silver beard (which conveniently concealed his sith tattoos that lined his jaw) and long silver hair to match. His eyes were a soul piercing ice blue, and his thick brow could easily make him appear thuggish. With that being said, he did have numerous visible scars, which gave him a daunting appearance to the weak of heart.

The crowds surrounded him as he walked into the facility. Apparently he had the fortune of running into a tour group, which he could immerse himself into, though at a second glance, anyone would know that he did not belong there. A man like him was not the sort to take tours- that much was clear not only by his appearance but by the way he walked. A man like him was only interested in one thing.

"Come to me"

Her voice called to him once more, yet this time he maintained his concealment. He walked with the group towards the main lobby, before parting to follow the voice.

It called him to the artifacts section.

 

[Ravenfire]

Rex looks around the area and as he does so spots two men one cloaked figure [member="Darth Aegis"] and the other [member="Kango Fett"], intruged by the cloaked man he reaches into the force and feels Aegis presence and then feels in suprise [member="Farah"] dark side presence as well as another ([member="Lord Nexus"]) the shock of 3 sith in one place is enough for him to drop his own barrier hiding his powers So many sith I need to get myself and [member="Zorren Royal"] out of here now, "Yes what does he look like we can help find him for you" keeping one hand close to his lightsabres that were in staff form for now.

 

[Lord Strava]

"He is..." Zorren's voiced died down, until it tapered. He was not the last to notice the approaching situation, nor was he afraid. Slowly his eyes, blatantly, took in the forms of the two Sith Masters nearby. This was not his first time dealing with those more powerful than himself...

"I have always had to ask myself. Why is it populated places are always intriguing for the wicked?" But like that, his attention shifted, back to the woman. It was written on his face: he truly didn't fear either man. Not a bit. This wasn't stupid either. When one knows people in high places, places so high that the average imagined high places are low to the ground, like an ankle...

"He is-" Zorren began, before being interupted.

[member="Farah"] [member="Darth Aegis"] [member="Kango Fett"] [member="Lord Nexus"] [member="Rex Taff"]

 

[Zaiden Dean]

A tall lithe form approached, calling as it did, "Late and in the wrong location - apologies a thousand times." A jovial smile was spread across a rugged face, but the eyes smoldered. Intensely they took in the area, as if just a brief glance around the room. Yet the most weathered veteran would notice. Every escape route was noted, every major potential threat to said escape...

And the two Sith. One had slipped up, let his power free. This led the GodKing of Val'hala to deviate from his original course. Whom had the power to follow a Master of the Force? One specializing in hunting, tracking, killing and getting away unseen. A Master Assassin. A Stealth Specialist.

Luckily they all met up anyway, before he had a chance to see the motives of one so powerful.

"I swear my brain has been razzled ever since I was in that accident." Vokun said, leaning in for a brief, obviously not businesslike, hug from Zorren. The youth was his estranged nephew he had found recently, and so had been assisting as much as he could.

Eyes remained on the boys face, but his every other sense was perked to absolute peaks. He would not be caught off guard should something arise.

[member="Farah"] [member="Darth Aegis"] [member="Kango Fett"] [member="Lord Nexus"] [member="Rex Taff"]

 

[Ravenfire]

Watching the man walk up to [member="Zorren Royal"], made the Chiss relax slightly now he needed to get out of here, "thank you for answer my questions doctor, if you will excuse me I will now take my leave" He says to [member="Farah"] , trying to leave as fast as possible, he tries to cloak his force presence again so he can get out.
[member="Vokun"] / [member="Lord Nexus"] / [member="Kango Fett"] / [member="Darth Aegis"]

 

[Lord Nexus]

"I am being watched...good, better for them to see what is going to happen." The dark lord thought to himself.

Without slowing his stride, he knew that his momentary slip up had aroused suspicion. How did he know, when so many sought to hide? Crowds could tell. The air grew tense, and emotion often permeated even when the force did identify itself. He could smell weariness. It seemed his presence had also been made, as a young clerk walked to him in a quick stride. She was a young female human, with a stern appearance, often found in librarians and scientists, yet her racing heart gave away her true feeling. All the same, she did not let it show. The clicking of her heels on marbled floors seemed to be the most prominent sound in the room as he crossed the main lobby.

"SIR!" Her voice was shrill, and piercing. "SIR!?"

Nexus did not slow, but instead rounded a corner, making his way into the near by corridor leading to his destination. It was as though he could not hear her. But he could, as could everyone. The meandering crowds grew still as they turned to see what the commotion was. The woman reached down onto her belt as she chased after him, though not breaking into anything faster than a brisk walk, and procured her commlink. She spoke into it.

=Museum Staff Member=
:: We have a situation, we are going to need security on my position. He seems to be heading to the artifact section. ::

As she rounded the corner, her heart leapt out of her chest, as she came face to face with the towering man. She swallowed her fear for a moment, before reaching out and placing a hand on his shoulder, attempting to convey her authority. She tried to come up with a bogus excuse to have the man checked.

=Museum Staff Member=
"Sir! You need to check in and go through security scr..."

That touch was all it took for her to realize she had made a serious mistake. The man's face did not waver, though she saw his blue eyes suddenly shift to a malicious red and gold. And then her mind exploded with imagery of violence. Blood, there was blood everywhere; she could hear their screams- the sound deafened all. Amidst the blood and fire stood a figure shrouded in darkness, but she recognized those eyes. Crimson, gold, and unwavering. She ripped her hand away from them as though she had just touched a scorching hot surface, and took a step back in utter horror. The man said nothing, but turned on his heel and continued on his path.

She stood very still for what felt like hours, forehead covered in a cold sweat. Pulling up a shaking hand, she spoke into her commlink once more. This time her shrill voice had lost its authoritative tone.

=Museum Staff=
::And have them call CoruSec...we are going to need some help...::

Her hand fell to her side, as she slumped against a near by wall, shivering violently. She was afraid to close her eyes. It felt as though she just laid her hands upon the devil himself.

After his brief stint with the over zealous agent, Nexus knew his time was limited. He made his way into the large chamber. It appeared akin to a temple, with high vaulted ceilings. All walls were lined with glass cases, filled with various artifacts, while several cases scattered the floor, mounted upon pedestals. These cases held the more valued items.

Come to me...

One of these floor cases called to him. Striding past several cases, he felt the connection with one that stood out from the rest. In it stood a bust of one of a yuuzhan vong warrior. Wrought of bronze and accented with electrum, this was clearly an expensive piece. Nexus looked down at the plaque. Its title read:

Here stand's a reminder of a darkness that the galaxy united to over come- donated by the Carrion foundation.

Nexus smirked- the Carrion foundation was once a shell company for the Dark Tide and Warriors of the Iron Fist. Poetic. Nexus hated the vong, so who ever went through the costly construction of the bust, clearly wanted to spit on his name. There was only one man who came to mind. Letting out a scoff, Nexus lifted his hand towards the glass, pressing firmly against it. A protocol droid voice echoed through a near by.

:lease do not touch the glass, artifacts are value and highly sensitive to atmospheric changes. Please step away.::

Nexus made no response, but instead closed his eyes. He dropped his guise, allowing himself to be felt, harnessing his power. The glass began to pulsate, first slowly, before picking up to a fever pitch. A loud whine echoed in the room as the glass shattered.

That was when the deafening sounds of klaxons echoed throughout the museum. A blast door slammed shut, cutting him off until the authorities could arrive. Unbeknownst to them, the door actually helped him, as it gave him time to break what ever it was within the bust. Nexus began to reach out with his mind- and then he knew. A devilish grin spread over his face as he focused on the item , which still sat atop the pedestal. Focusing further, he activated the ignition switch, and a snap hiss resonated from within the statue. Brass was a lighter metal and did not hold to such high heat, and yet nothing happened. Nexus growled. Apparently Pyros knew better than to leave something so valuable in something so fragile. It was encased in something. Nexus allowed the saber to deactivate.

Well, this complicates things. It seemed that if he wanted to get his saber, he would have to find another way. Reaching into his robes, he procured an elongated hilt of a double bladed lightsaber (one that was detachable) that he had 'taken' from another. He looked to the door, trying to gauge how much time he had on his hands. All the while, his saber called to him.

Come to me.

[member="Rex Taff"] / [member="Vokun"] / [member="Zorren Royal"] / [member="Darth Aegis"]

 

[Kangofett]

The whole air felt tense. Looking up from his dataslate he noticed the whole situation had gone from cheerful to threatening real quick. He really wasn't feeling like getting into a fight today so he quietly started putting his dataslates into his backpack.

=Museum Staff Member=
:: We have a situation, we are going to need security on my position. He seems to be heading to the artifact section. ::

Hearing this over his comms he closed up his bag and started heading towards the artifact section. But before even getting to the exit the comms opened up again.

=Museum Staff=
::And have them call CoruSec...we are going to need some help...::

With this he knew he needed more gear and sprinted for the exit. At the same time he activated his slave controls for his speeder so he could quickly grab his gear one he made it outside.


[member="Darth Aegis"] [member="Kango Fett"] [member="Rex Taff"] [member="Zorren Royal"] [member="Vokun"] [member="Lord Nexus"]

 

[Farah]

Several dark presences drifted into her periphery, though one of them seemed to make no move to hide it. This set something of an alarm off in her head; though she herself was a Sith apprentice, that was essentially in name only.

Should she have been on Coruscant? Probably not. It was the heart of the Galactic Alliance, a militant group of Jedi that had once ripped the Jewel of the Galaxy away from the hands on the One Sith. Though they were on the decline, it was bold for so many Sith to congregate in one place. That, and Farah had been living and working on the world for several months as a civilian doctor.

A man suddenly appeared and embraced the one who’d collided into her earlier, this one having a heavy presence in the Force as well. At this point, it seemed as if both Farah and the Chiss had the same idea. “I see you’ve found your friend.” She gave a nod to the Chiss as he departed from the group. “It was nice meeting you, but I must return to work now. Take care.” She gave them both a brief, tight smile before excusing herself. This was getting too dangerous.

[member="Darth Aegis"] [member="Kango Fett"] [member="Rex Taff"] [member="Zorren Royal"] [member="Vokun"] [member="Lord Nexus"]