Seth Brackson
The Keeper
Seth was up late one evening. In a place where he would of last expected himself to be at. The library in Kashyyyk. Up late one night, doing studies. At least he would be doing studies. If he could find the books he was needing to access. Unfortunately, Seth wasn't one for academic endeavors. Despite.making a discovery of a new crystal. Seth did read once in awhile. Though usually only recreationally, or texts his mentor laid on him to read.
Seth's solution to his predicament? A clearly displeased expression rested upon his face. While he went from section to section. Pulling out books with the force. His sea green eyes analyzing the texts from beneath his dark hood. Flipping through them quickly and sending them back. By the third shelf he had a a true and tested method towards his speed searching. As books were flying back and forth through the air. Seth was pacing along, and it wasn't until he caught sense of another presence nearby that his attention was jolted.
Seth softly sighed and sent the current book he had back to it's place. Well, if he wasn't having much luck himself. He obviously needed to attempt a different approach. Seth sought out to pinpoint the location of the other individual. Reaching out with the force to seek out the other person's signature within it. To guide him along until he found them. From there how he would get there help, or what type of help he would even be seeking at that point. He wasn't truly sure.
It took him but a few seconds to navigate towards the individual. As Seth fixed his charcoal grey hooded robe, adjusted the angle of his hood, and was sure his grey pants were also in decent appearance. While not normally one to care about appearance this late at night. He also knew the importance of being presentable when meeting someone new.. And this person was indeed someone he never met before. As the signature they were giving off was foreign to Seth. "Excuse me.." Seth called out to the person. Just as he was rounding the last shelf to face them.
[member="Auteme Denko-Durren"]
Seth's solution to his predicament? A clearly displeased expression rested upon his face. While he went from section to section. Pulling out books with the force. His sea green eyes analyzing the texts from beneath his dark hood. Flipping through them quickly and sending them back. By the third shelf he had a a true and tested method towards his speed searching. As books were flying back and forth through the air. Seth was pacing along, and it wasn't until he caught sense of another presence nearby that his attention was jolted.
Seth softly sighed and sent the current book he had back to it's place. Well, if he wasn't having much luck himself. He obviously needed to attempt a different approach. Seth sought out to pinpoint the location of the other individual. Reaching out with the force to seek out the other person's signature within it. To guide him along until he found them. From there how he would get there help, or what type of help he would even be seeking at that point. He wasn't truly sure.
It took him but a few seconds to navigate towards the individual. As Seth fixed his charcoal grey hooded robe, adjusted the angle of his hood, and was sure his grey pants were also in decent appearance. While not normally one to care about appearance this late at night. He also knew the importance of being presentable when meeting someone new.. And this person was indeed someone he never met before. As the signature they were giving off was foreign to Seth. "Excuse me.." Seth called out to the person. Just as he was rounding the last shelf to face them.
[member="Auteme Denko-Durren"]