Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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'Wanna build a snowman? Or is it a little late?

Somewhere amongst the stars, a certain young Umbaran was onboard a zooming CIS. And he couldn't have been more bored. Xavier sat atop a crate, watching Strix, a dragon no bigger than the size of his palm scurry and fly about happily. At least someone was enjoying this. Isely wanted him out helping the Confederacy and not sitting around studying. Fething older brothers. But rather than send him to help the Knights Obsidian or something cool, but no he was out here escorting a supply run, he along with some other Acolyte. Force knew who, but he wasn't going to make any real effort to find out. Well, actually he would, boredom wasn't a preferable alternative, but he just wasn't in the mood to go seating, not just yet.

@[member="Dinah Winters"]
 

Tarrlok

In the Shadows, Ambition Stirs.
She too was just a little irritated by this, what type of training was this!? She needed to be somewhere probing someones mind, trying to break them mentally. Ugh, this sucked. The people on board had nothing for her to read into. She leaned up against a all, wishing she had stayed home. Then she thought, well she might as well go see how long this will take. She walked, and her hair bounced on her shoulders. Her pale skin made her stand out, like any Umbaran would. She poked out her bottom lip and made a beat by patting her exposed legs. Who was this other...Acolyte, would he get on her nerves? These were questions she also sought answers too. All the other acolytes back at the new order academy got on her nerves, and she only entertained them when she was bored. She walked into one of the back rooms, looking around the corner she saw feet hanging. As she peeked eleven more she saw the form a boy, possibly no older or younger than she. His hair was just as blonde as hers. She approached slowly.

"Umm Hi, your the other Acolyte I'm supposed to be working with right?"

[member="Xavier Vi'dreya"]
 
Sliding off the crate and landing on his feet Xavier studied the girl before him. The hair, the skin, the eyes, she was like him, an Umbaran. Their icy blue gazes would meet as he looked at her. "Xavier Vi'Dreya, brother to Kära and Isley Verd as well." He said, introducing himself to the girl. Without warning Strix landed on his shoulder, the small reptile cocking its head curiously at [member="Dinah Winters"]. "And you are?" He questioned, extending out his hand to shake. The mission may have just improved.
 

Tarrlok

In the Shadows, Ambition Stirs.
"My name is Dinah Winters, the daughter of Lord Zambrano." she squinted her eyes at him! she hadn't heard of the one called Kära, but Isley was one of her mentors. He extended his hand, but she wasn't so sure she wanted to shake it. She raised her eyebrow as she looked at his hand and then back up to him. She never was she one for shaking hands on first meeting someone, that and sometimes she just liked being mean for the hell of it.

"How old are you anyway?"

[member="Xavier Vi'dreya"]
 
"Sixteen." He replied, pulling his hand back nonchalantly. She was a Zambrano, that family did nothing but cause chaos, he'd yet to see them try and implement order when it was needed. Perhaps he was being overly skeptical, but it was what he was being. "And you?" he inquired, his icy blue eyes looking upon the girl with veiled interest. It wouldn't be proper to let her know he actually gave a damn who she was, Kära had mentioned that being week. To feign disinterest left you in control of the situation, somehow. He had a feeling his sister wasn't the best one to go to for advice on social conduct, but whatever.

[member="Dinah Winters"]
 

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