Blood on the Leaves
// Imperialist Member Fortemps //
// Coruscant //
// Focus //
![Valery Noble](/data/avatars/s/22/22999.jpg?1735669247)
A cold wind nipped Adriana's ear as it blew across the upper limits of Coruscant. The Echani dropped her head down to protect from, however little it helped.
Horrid Weather.
She would have liked to put this matter off to a nicer day. One where she could approach in comfort, perhaps in a comfortable office of her own somewhere. But unfortunately she hardly had the comforts or privilege of her old life, instead having to muck around the streets like any other citizen of the Galactic Alliance. Teeth softly pressed the inside of her cheeks as the woman tried to repel her frustration to the back of her mind. She had more important matters to focus on.
In the Galactic Alliance, the Echani was nothing. Her connections from her past life had married her into the Imperialist party and provided a comfortable enough position as aide to an important party member, though it wasn't long before the taste of ambition began to swell upon her tongue once again. The Imperialist party was small and after the public statements both in the last Senate meeting, as well as the Chancellor's public decrying of Imperialism, Adriana found herself in an even lesser position than she had begun with.
This unpopularity was why the Echani had to sink her nails into any opportunity she could get.
The passing of Kahlil Noble had passed quickly among the upper Echelon of the Alliance in whispers. A hard felt loss to the New Jedi Order and the Alliance as a whole, many that had hardly known the man were still passing remembrance in their own way. But where many saw grief, Adriana saw opportunity. Among the Jedi order none would be feeling the loss more heavily than Kahlil's spouse, the very Sword of the Jedi herself,
![Valery Noble](/data/avatars/s/22/22999.jpg?1735669247)
It was this woman that Adriana had made her way through this terrible weather to meet with. A few eager volunteers from the Imperialist bloc had passed along information of the Jedi that had made their ways to the Echani's ears, of the arrival of the Jedi master to Coruscant. Adriana took it upon herself to reach the woman's ear as possible, officially for the Imperialist bloc, but truthfully she only cared about gaining more influence for herself.
Lavender eyes scanned around the entrance of the temple, searching carefully for the silhouette of the Sword of the Jedi. A smirk cautiously curled onto her face as they caught the sight of her target, a proud figure weighed down by something, though still the image of the warrior that she had been told about.
"Pardon me..." The Echani slowly strolled up behind the woman and meekly whispered in an effort to gain the woman's attention, appearing more as a lost passerby then anything else. "I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm quite unfamiliar with the temple." Smoothly making her way to face the woman, the sight of her iridescent eyes an oddly familiar sight. "You wouldn't be able to assist me in finding my way around would you?"