Matsu Xiangu
The Haruspex
[SIZE=9pt] Neither planet that her old Master was Governor of was particularly beautiful. She preferred Annaj with it’s hellscape of a sky but she could not argue when someone said that it was bland and monotone in comparison to many if not most of the planets in the galaxy. (Though it was still, and would always be, better than Tatooine.) 244Core was actually worse, like Coruscant if you’d sucked all the life and soul from it – all the neon color and ‘personality’ of its residents – and replaced it with gray, industrial buildings and vast tubing systems that piped all the things they manufactured through the factories and workhouses. She could admire it for its prodigious and unparalleled functionality, but little else.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt] Regardless she found herself visiting the man in question again. Moving out on her own had been a strange if timely occurrence but she still had her sentimentalities. She had promised him that she would protect him, stand between him and whatever threatened him and destroy it herself if need be. He had unlocked someone she never thought she’d be and she owed him for that. To know how Matsu felt about Ovmar was misleading. The amount of people she cared about could be counted on the hand of a careless pyrotechnic who’d lost a few fingers on the job. The Sith Lord had just managed to weedle his way in to a notoriously mistrustful woman’s heart. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt] When she arrived his secretary told her she would need to wait in the fretful, panicked voice of someone torn between a rock and a hard place: maintain the sanctity of her boss’ office when he said he was busy, or risk having her throat torn out by his wolfish Knight? There was a long history of incidents between Matsu and this woman cording her paperwork between her fingers and not much of it was pleasant. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt] Both were saved from making a decision however when the door opened and out stepped a brunette that in another life Matsu might have killed to get to know. As it was she in a…complicated relationship of her own. She flashed the secretary a sardonic smile of thanks before moving towards the door, stopping next to the woman and looking across her shoulder at her. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt] Beautiful women were not a strange occurrence where Jared Ovmar could be found but Matsu would have been surprised if this woman was just a…friend. She had an aire of purpose. “I hope he didn’t bother you too much. He’s a pain,” she said, smirking just enough to show the tips of her filed canines.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt] Regardless she found herself visiting the man in question again. Moving out on her own had been a strange if timely occurrence but she still had her sentimentalities. She had promised him that she would protect him, stand between him and whatever threatened him and destroy it herself if need be. He had unlocked someone she never thought she’d be and she owed him for that. To know how Matsu felt about Ovmar was misleading. The amount of people she cared about could be counted on the hand of a careless pyrotechnic who’d lost a few fingers on the job. The Sith Lord had just managed to weedle his way in to a notoriously mistrustful woman’s heart. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt] When she arrived his secretary told her she would need to wait in the fretful, panicked voice of someone torn between a rock and a hard place: maintain the sanctity of her boss’ office when he said he was busy, or risk having her throat torn out by his wolfish Knight? There was a long history of incidents between Matsu and this woman cording her paperwork between her fingers and not much of it was pleasant. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt] Both were saved from making a decision however when the door opened and out stepped a brunette that in another life Matsu might have killed to get to know. As it was she in a…complicated relationship of her own. She flashed the secretary a sardonic smile of thanks before moving towards the door, stopping next to the woman and looking across her shoulder at her. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt] Beautiful women were not a strange occurrence where Jared Ovmar could be found but Matsu would have been surprised if this woman was just a…friend. She had an aire of purpose. “I hope he didn’t bother you too much. He’s a pain,” she said, smirking just enough to show the tips of her filed canines.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=9pt][member="Eve Amelia Zambrano"][/SIZE]
