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Arrival of Two

He sent a hasty smile her way. "We will make it, don't worry", he said reassuringly before again turning his attention to the person behind the door. This time he closed his eyes and focused on the signature he sensed on the other side. A young male. He could sense the emotions going on inside him, and the aura surrounding the room itself. It reeked of death and despair, all the more reason to hurry things along. Thurion gently pressed his forehead against the metallic door as he entered the mind of the one on the other side. "I'm here to help. Please, do not be alarmed. Why don't you tell me your name?" As always, he wasn't sure whether the person in question had previous experiences with telepathy or not, and so he kept a soft and calm tone to reassure the man he was there to help.

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Arthur opened one eye at the door and sighed, 'Another Force user, fun...' the words coming off clear in his mind, most likely heard by Thurion as the act was done for that reason. He reached over and keyed open the door as it unlocked and slid open so that the man could enter. "What do you need Force User, i have an appointment that im going to miss if you keep pestering me."
 
"Well, you're not going to be able to make your appointment locked in there. Why don't you come out and we could help you get out of this desolate place?" Thurion then looked back at the woman to make sure she was alright. "What's in there besides this guy we're talking to? I can smell the stench of death from here." Turning back to the man behind the door, he issued his last urging to open it up. "Sir, if you don't open this door I will do so myself."

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Miarta

The Stereotypes of the Past Shall Never Define Me
"I believe that would be a dead slaver you're smelling. Man appeared to have lost a few limbs. I'm not saying I approve, but I have a feeling the whole losing of limbs thing wasn't planned. There's something odd about this man. I heard that room was specially built for him. He hasn't left it at all that I know of. Be careful," She told the mysterious Jedi as she watched him try to convince the man to open the door.
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Karenth rested his hands under his chin as he leaned forward and looked at the man. "Come right on in, but hurry up, the life support is bound to cut out some time soon and i think one victim is enough to let it take its grasp upon. Dont you agree?" He looked at the both of them with bored eyes, the sight of the broken and dead man to the right side of the room, laying there uncovered. @[member="Miarta"] @[member="Thurion Heavenshield"]
 

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