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What an Interesting Piece of Cargo!

Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
Miarta had once again stowed away on a random cargo ship. It had become her primary method of travel between planets. Being a travelling artist and former Jedi padawan didn't leave you much money for a personal ship. She was occupied with her datapad, drawing a sketch of the ship she was on. She had modified the datapad to be suitable for drawing, it helped her get customers much easier than handing them her old-fashion sketchbook. The datapad stored more drawings and she could add color to them much easier. The book was mostly black and white drawings and couldn't hold as many. She sighed and let her head lean back against a crate. She wondered where this ship would take her. Ever since Josh had left she had been on her own. She abandoned the Jedi with no plans of ever returning. She'd find something to do with herself eventually, but for now she was stuck with attempting to make money of her drawing ability. Some nobles had commissioned her for jobs, but she still barely made enough to support herself. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 
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Juthan leaned back in his chair, smiling as he now had a brand new cargo and he now was in the clear to make some credits. Of course the cargo wasn't exactly all... legal shipments, but a few black market weapons wasn't that bad right? HE smiled and leaned his head to the side as he heard the sounds of his astromech. "Hey, give me a list of the cargo, i left the datapad back in the hold." The Droid would beep and be off... right to the same room as Miarta.
 

Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
Miarta heard the door open and rushed behind a crate, trying to avoid whoever had come in. She slowly darted around the room before tripping and landing at the droid's feet.She looked up with and smiled brightly. "Hi there Mr. Robot. I'll be taking your batteries now, can't have anyone knowing I'm here!" She practically chirped as she sprung back to her feet and made a move to de-activate the droid by removing it's power source. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 
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Juthan looked up several minutes later when the droid did nnot return. Groaning he pulled himself up from his chair and moved towards the Cargo hold. "You know, i really dont like that you are slow there you darn astromech." He looked into the cargo hold and waited for the droid to answer, not seeing it.
 

Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
Miarta bit her lip to keep from groaning in frustration. She had dragged the droid to the back of the cargo hold so it was out of site if the owner came looking. She tried to move as quietly as possible as she ducked behind a nearby stack of crates. She had a feeling the owner of that droid wouldn't take kindly to finding a stow away on his ship. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 
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He sighed and did not hear the droid. "Come out... now." He could sense her, the moment things felt wrong he had reached out with the force and found her hiding there. HIs own hand dropped to his saber now, moving the belly of the ship and looking for who ever the stow away was in his ship.
 

Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"Hey now, no need to be hostile. I'm relatively harmless!" Miarta replied, climbing out of her hiding place with her hands in full view. She had a training saber and a vibrosword on her belt, but her hands were in the air, far from the two weapons. "I just happened to need a ride and well....I'm kinda broke so I slipped onto your ship. I can pay you in bad ass drawings if it makes you feel better?" The Sith Pure-blood continued as she walked up to Juthan with a cocky smirk on her face. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 
He watched her get closer and simply rose a brow before waving his hand once, sending a force punch right into her chest as she had gotten closer. It wasn't enough to harm her, but it was enough to knock her off her feet if she wasn't paying attention, more annoyed she thought she was going to just get her passage on his ship like that... ok so ya, he was already planning on letting her, but her cocky attitude was annoying.

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Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
Miarta felt the blow collide with her just, but managed to stay on her feet though she did slide back a bit. "That's a neat little trick, maybe you could teach it to me sometime?" She asked, still smirking as she bent down to retrieve her datapad which was slightly in front of where she now stood. She picked it up and flipped to one of her finished drawings, holding it up for him to see. "I wasn't kidding when I said I would pay you in awesome drawings," she explained. The scene shown on her datapad was a very detailed drawing of a Jedi and a Sith Lord locked in a fierce battle. She smirked as she continued to hold the drawing up. Sure, her cocky attitude might seem annoying, but that wasn't how she was all the time. She was more playful and sassy. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 
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"Hmm... Amazingly well done." He rolled his eyes as he turned around and started to move towards the cockpit of the ship. "Come on, you get to stay just because i dont care to leave you in airlock and shoot you to your death." He started towards his cockpit, hand still on his saber and eyes still on her as he looked over his shoulder.
 

Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"You don't have to be mean, damn. I'm an endangered species you know!" she replied, still with the same grin as she followed him. She sat down with her back against the wall in the ship's cockpit and began drawing again. This time drawing Juthan. "Name's Miarta by the way," she told him, as she looked up to study him. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 
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"Atharo, and yes, i know you are a Sith Pureblood, i fought beside enough of your kind to know very well what you are and where you are from. Now what are you drawing now?" He looked over his shoulder as he sat down before simply turning in his chair, eyes focusing in on her now as she grinned a bit wider at her.
 

Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"Atharo....Right...." she was a bit skeptical about his response. He didn't seem like someone who would give out his name very easily. She saw some of the black market weapons in the cargo hold, which is what her assumption was based on."I'm drawing you, Mr. Chiss. It's much more fun to draw people. Don't worry I'll blur your face out if you want." She replied as she continued to study him. Her gaze kept flashing between him and her drawing as she worked. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 
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"Dont worry about it, if i was in any danger of you being a bit of trouble that airlock would be the option you would be sitting in right now." He smiled wider and looked at the side of the console as he keyed in his destination. "Now, where do you want me to drop you off, because you are not going to be let off at my destination."
 

Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"See... I don't really have anywhere in mind. I'm kind of homeless.... And pretty much jobless... I can be a useful person to have around though," she explained, the smile never leaving her face. Something about this guy seemed to call to her. Ever since Josh disappeared she'd been on her own, not because she had no one, but because no one interested her. This Atharo character however, had caught her interest. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 
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"Is this your way of asking if you can situate yourself on my ship?" He sighed and simply put the ship into the direction that it needed to go, knowing she was probably not going to tell her where to simply drop her off. His hands even closed on his chair as he knew he was putting this random woman's life on the edge if something went wrong. "Sith or Jedi?"
 

Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"I was a padawan for awhile until my Master vanished because the rest of the Jedi Order is a bunch of idiots," she replied without any thought."Now I just kinda wander, don't really care enough to belong to either side.Guess you could say I'm neutral." The Sith girl was working on getting the details of his clothing right before moving onto his face. She wasn't sure whether to make this a black and white drawing or a color one. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 
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"Interesting, well i welcome you to the ship and i hope you are the least bit useful with that pretend saber you have hanging from your waist there miss former Jedi." He smiled and looked back out the frontal viewport, and at the lines cut over his line of sight by the sweet view of a ship in hyperspace. He did keep his eyes and ears ready for if she moved, he wasn't about to get knocked out if she proved dangerous.
 

Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"Hey! I didn't finish training so I never got my saber. And I haven't had the best of luck finding or stealing one, okay? I'm pretty good with the vibrosword I carry though," she growled, a bit annoyed with him. She got up and slid into a seat beside him. "So Mr. Chiss, where are we going? I'm curious." She asked, glancing over at him, cocky grin in place once again. [member="Juthan'Athar'Oran"]
 

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