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Post by Master Silver on Mar 2, 2008 6:50:38 GMT
After a fairly pleasant jump through lightspeed Silver and Saigen'kari reached Nar Shaddaa. To avoid any unwanted attention, they landed in the Refugee Sector, where they could go about their business unnoticed. Once they had secured a landing-pad and exited their ships Silver said, 'Ah, the beautiful smell of desperate living! And what watch your step, if you fall you'll drop for hours.
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Post by Saigen'kari on Mar 3, 2008 6:06:42 GMT
"I would realy rather pass on the whole...falling forever...thing...Anyway, so where is this contact of yours?"
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Post by Master Silver on Mar 3, 2008 6:16:34 GMT
"In the Jekk-jekk Tarr bar, but it'll be very hard to get to him" Silver answered. Saigen'kari said, "Don't the regulars like Jedi or something?" With a grin on his face Silver answered, "No, the bar's filled with cyanogen gas, its deadly to us but the patrons love the stuff, so we'll have to wear a full body vaccuum suit but we only have one so i'll have to go since you dont know who my contact is".
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Post by Saigen'kari on Mar 3, 2008 6:22:25 GMT
"curses...foiled again"...Sai takes a seat outside, careful to keep his face and sabre hidden. It was well known that in some areas, Jedi were not well respected, so it payed to be cautious.
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