TriCaster66
Cold Blooded
Ryloth. Home of the Twi'leks and, if you needed it, a decent place to get away from the affairs of the galaxy. A small fighter had flown into the planet's atmosphere during the darker hours of night. The nearest, largest city was its destination. It went in slowly and carefully not to arouse too much suspicion. The whole reason for being here was to avoid any headaches; except for the one to be had in the morning after enough drinks and whatever other trouble to get up to.
Xen Chiana, the Umbaran Force user piloting the fighter, had left her home planet only a few weeks ago to train under the tutelage of her Sith master. It was needless to say that this whole change in lifestyle, location, and to be given training and orders from someone she'd barley known had left a straining ache in her forehead for a while. Everything had been so sudden and hard to adjust to and even all the eccentricities offered by her master and the planet he owned wasn't enough for Xen. She needed to get away. She needed a different scene to put her mind at a little ease there was more in the galaxy.
After landing Xen hoped out of her fighter and the first person she ran into she asked "Where's the closest place for a drink?" She was pointed to a club not far off from the landing pads. The closer she came to it the more apparent the club was, given the loud music and constant traffic of people coming in and out. Once she managed to get inside the place was a hustle and bustle she remembered from some of the night clubs on Umbara; not that there were many. A little smile came over her face to have a more "normal" scene before making her way to the bar. "Whiskey. Straight. Nicest you got in this place."
[member="Lia'ssa"]
Xen Chiana, the Umbaran Force user piloting the fighter, had left her home planet only a few weeks ago to train under the tutelage of her Sith master. It was needless to say that this whole change in lifestyle, location, and to be given training and orders from someone she'd barley known had left a straining ache in her forehead for a while. Everything had been so sudden and hard to adjust to and even all the eccentricities offered by her master and the planet he owned wasn't enough for Xen. She needed to get away. She needed a different scene to put her mind at a little ease there was more in the galaxy.
After landing Xen hoped out of her fighter and the first person she ran into she asked "Where's the closest place for a drink?" She was pointed to a club not far off from the landing pads. The closer she came to it the more apparent the club was, given the loud music and constant traffic of people coming in and out. Once she managed to get inside the place was a hustle and bustle she remembered from some of the night clubs on Umbara; not that there were many. A little smile came over her face to have a more "normal" scene before making her way to the bar. "Whiskey. Straight. Nicest you got in this place."
[member="Lia'ssa"]