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An Abandoned Temple? Easy! (Alexandra)

This had to have been the easiest job ever. An abandoned temple on Alderaan, too easy! Kyle made sure it was night time, in case any locals came looking around. The outside looked quiet, but through his binoculars, the entrance looked to have some sort of keypad. Place must be alarmed so people like me don''t steal the treasures inside. He grinned, moving low along the side of the temple until he reached the door. Bringing out his blaster rifle and aiming it at the keypad, he placing his finger on the trigger and...
A noise came from somewhere nearby. Someone's here... Kyle turned, rifle raised.

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Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra watched him from above in a tree, her chin on her hand as her feet hang under her, her elbow placed on her thigh. "You know, there is a code if you want to get in, that and a buzzer to be let in, you dont have to use a blaster." She smiled as she would be seen by him now. Even in the low light one would tell she had fair skin and silver eyes that seemed to even tinge a bit orange in the pupil oddly enough. Her hair was jet black as for now it hang loosely and freely, smooth to the touch as the coloring was caused by a liquid like creature that lived with her in a Symbiotic relation. Her robes were pure white as well as her cloak and which how she sat both her sabers were more than noticeable. [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 
Kyle lowered his rifle, looking up at the woman. "What's a pretty woman like you doing out here?" He grinned heavily, until his eyes drifted to see her lightsabers. "Jedi..." He almost growled the word, as if disgusted. The young man stepped back, gripping his rifle rather tightly. "Damned Republic out here..."

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Jedi, god no, they are too annoying about peace, and being the role models of the Republic... until they have to fight or purge a bunch of Sith on their down time..." She let herself drop slowly from the branch before straightening up and a bulge in her stomach becoming obvious now, her crossed over her char as she spoke again. "Well, to answer your question, simply im here to say hi, and ask why you are breaking into my home in the middle of the night?" [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 
Kyle eyed up the bump on her stomach, raising an eyebrow. "Some lucky guy got there first?" He grinned, half at his comment and half at the fact that this woman wasn't a Jedi. "I was led to believe this temple was empty, and held some expensive things." The young man shrugged, holstering his rifle on his back, leaning sideways on the wall. His eyes drifted down from her face, as he raised his eyebrow again, then focused on her face again.

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Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"No, no lucky guy got to me first, or ever for that matter. Acting as a... serogate for a friend of mine. And as for the contents in the temple, it is far from empty and does hold some expensive items that im sure many Jedi and collectors would love but cant have." She started walking towards him, her feet landing carefully and softly on the ground as she moved beside and then around him. Studying him very closely, not just physically but also to see what reaction comes from her doing such. "Hmm you would have never been able to avoid me anyways..." [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 
Kyle put on the most serious face he could muster. "I'll have you know I'm a professional mercenary, if you weren't so attractice, you'd be dead." He nodded, the hint of a smile being forced back as he tried his best not to laugh. Instead, the man brought out a combat knife, spinning and playing around with it.

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Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Oh, i am sure i would be dead, but by you no." She stopped and turned towards him fully before speaking once more. "So if you are a professional mercenary, why are you here? It cant be you were just doing some treasure hunting and thought that this was going to be easy to enter and get into." She studied him closely, careful to stay out of arm's reach of the man and waiting for him to either strike or be gone. [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 
Kyle side-glanced, scratching his neck. "Erm... Well, I'm, not a professional yet, but I will be!" He smirked, looking at the walls of the temple. "I guess it was a stupid idea..." A really stupid one. "But, if you ever need a Merc for a job, you know who to hire!" Kyle grinned, pointing at himself with his thumb.

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Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"So your semi-professional. And i can tell you probably thought that the temple was abandoned so no harm, no foul." She turned her back to him to walk to a stone and sit down, her hands crossed on her lap. "So, mister Mercenary, do you have a name? And if so do you have any questions for me?" [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 
Semi-professional, yeah... His mind was talking again, so he silenced it. "Kyle." He replied rather cautiously. "What's your name?" The young man put on a smile, as he had a feeling she could see him without looking, with some weird Jedi power. His hand fumbled to his waste, closer to his blaster, he could feel something about this woman...

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Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Alexandra, it is very nice to meet you, and any reason your so fidgety, if you are going to shoot me just do it please." She leaned forward on her hand and waited silently for the blaster to be pulled on her and for her to be shot at. If not she simply smiled and rested her chin in her hand. "Anything else you want to ask?" [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 
A bunch of questions ran through his head, most of them inappropriate. He thought for a moment, before thinking of a question. "If you're not Jedi, what are you?" Kyle seemed more relaxed now, moving his hand away from his blaster.

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Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
"Nothing, and everything." She smiled as she looked him over, studying how long his questions take to be asked and seeing how long it goes before he stops her from asking them. "Keep on asking your questions, i was bored anyways and a person's question says more than any answer they would give." She waited for the next and leaned against a tree that was behind her while she sat there. [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 
Kyle frowned. "I have no more questions." He insisted. It wasn't that he had none, but he was unnerved that the woman insisted he ask, so he wanted to see what would happen when he had none left. The young mercenary examined her closely, in case she tried anything...

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Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra said nothing and just remained silent for a minute before shrugging. "Ok then, glad i could answer the questions that you had. I was just curious into your person is all and i am sure you were with mine." She sat back again and wondered if he knew he was force sensitive, her mind touching at his very careful so to not alert him. "Did anyone hire you or are you here of your own mechanisms. And other than me being pretty why havent you shot me, for all you know i could be a jedi and lied. They sure do that enough." [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 
Kyle had no idea he was force sensitive, and obviously couldn't feel the presence of the woman in his mind. "Hired, by... someone." He almost went into detail, but stopped himself. Although all he knew was the contractor was a hooded man he met in a bar on Tatooine. With enough delving the 'Jedi' would most likely find this information. "I have no other reason to shoot you." The young man finally added, clearly it had taken some time for him to come up with that reason.

[member="Alexandra Cinthra"]
 

Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
Alexandra nodded and thought for a moment as he spoke, he showed no signs of her feeling him poke at his mind, making her assume he knew nothing of his sensitivity. "Question, do you ever get odd feelings, like those around you are watching you, thinking about you. Do you ever feel more... connected to people at times, though you have no idea why?" She picked her words carefully, she was curious how far along he was with his sensitivity, he was no child granted so he should have a small subconscious handle on it in some way... "Is there anything that you find yourself skilled in to the point where its more like a talent." [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 
"A talent?" He thought for a moment. "Flirting." The young man replied, with a definate nod. "Sometimes I have feelings where something is going to happen, but it happens. My uncle said my brain was so quick it was faster than time itself." Kyle laughed, looking aside as he remembered his uncle. The sign on his shipyard when Kyle had returned to visit him. The news he was dead... "Apart from that... No..."

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Alexandra Feanor

The Lady in Silver/Grey Historian
She tapped her fingers though, behind [member="Kyle Jerhal"] a small stone raising and staying there for a moment. "Hmm quicker than time?" She let the stone fly towards Kyle, though it would not touch him, only coming very close to the point that it would pass within a centimeter of his right side. She was looking for any preemptive reaction at all from him, then she would decide how to tell him of his little Talent. [member="Kyle Jerhal"]
 

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