Kian Karr
Kel Dorable
Jedi Shadow Enclave, Ossus
Kian Karr didn't realize he was whistling as the turbolift dropped down into the darkness. He had woken up that morning with a tune from his childhood stuck in his head and for some reason he just couldn't get it out of his head. Shaking his head in amusement, Kian stepped off of the turbolift when it settled on the final floor of the Jedi Shadow Enclave. Stepping through the doorway, Kian found himself in the command center of the Jedi Shadows.
It wasn't a particularly large room and much of it was taken up by a round console in the center of the room and the various other instruments needed to keep the constant flow of information in order. Several droids shuffled about as they went about their preprogrammed duties. CG-50 stumbled toward him as he stepped into the room.
"Good evening, Sir." CG-50 said in his metallic voice. Kian smiled at his approach. He greatly liked the protocol droid, who was gifted to him by a talented padawan named Hephaestus.
"Hello CG-50." Kian said walking toward the console in the center of the room. "Have you prepared the call?" Kian asked.
"Yes sir. And, as per your instructions, it won't be traceable." CG-50 said, reaching out and hitting a button on the console. Within a few moments, a holoprojection sprang up from the side of the table, and he saw a young woman standing before him. Kian recognized her immediately.
"Koh-toh-ya." Kian said, greeting Lt. [member="Kayleigh Tyven"] in his native language. "I'm glad you agreed to speak with me."
Kian Karr didn't realize he was whistling as the turbolift dropped down into the darkness. He had woken up that morning with a tune from his childhood stuck in his head and for some reason he just couldn't get it out of his head. Shaking his head in amusement, Kian stepped off of the turbolift when it settled on the final floor of the Jedi Shadow Enclave. Stepping through the doorway, Kian found himself in the command center of the Jedi Shadows.
It wasn't a particularly large room and much of it was taken up by a round console in the center of the room and the various other instruments needed to keep the constant flow of information in order. Several droids shuffled about as they went about their preprogrammed duties. CG-50 stumbled toward him as he stepped into the room.
"Good evening, Sir." CG-50 said in his metallic voice. Kian smiled at his approach. He greatly liked the protocol droid, who was gifted to him by a talented padawan named Hephaestus.
"Hello CG-50." Kian said walking toward the console in the center of the room. "Have you prepared the call?" Kian asked.
"Yes sir. And, as per your instructions, it won't be traceable." CG-50 said, reaching out and hitting a button on the console. Within a few moments, a holoprojection sprang up from the side of the table, and he saw a young woman standing before him. Kian recognized her immediately.
"Koh-toh-ya." Kian said, greeting Lt. [member="Kayleigh Tyven"] in his native language. "I'm glad you agreed to speak with me."