Private The Blood Hunt

[DeadpoolMLP]

The sprawl of the Spaceport out of Port Quarter rang through the air, creatures of different race and sentience pilling in and out of transports. To your average resident of the planet, it was a conventional day in the life, but to the Cathar that simply wanted to head home, it was hell. Her sensitive ears rang constantly from the noise, and the crowd was overwhelming to her sense of balance. She had been forced to wrap her tail around her waist out of fear of being stepped on, and despite being a jedi knight, no one seemed to pay her mind. Maybe it was because she looked like a lost Padawan, she wondered. Or maybe it was just general racism. She shook her head at that. No, these are good folk in a more civilized age. She couldn't let that kind of negativity push into her head.

Weaving through the crowd, the woman in white robes seemed to cover her ears, wandering around looking for...someone. A way towards Cathar, her homeland. She seemed to ask anyone who would listen, but none seemed to pay her any mind, telling her to scram any time she approached.

"Why is so hard to find a ship to Cathar?!" She exclaimed, stamping a paw into the metal floors of the platform.

Syn Rahla Tis Rayia Si

 

[Syn]

Coruscant was a place he rarely needed to venture to. The Alema had moved into position while he stood around. "THis isn't much of a place." The spirit within the ship spoke standing there next to him while she shrugged but the jedi master couldn't see it. The sash over his eyes making his expression vague when he scented the air. The ramp going down and he started to walk. The saber on his hip as many of the people gave him a berth as he walked by himself and around. One of the small droids would handle resupply of some items needed on the ship. He moved around and stood tall amont the few who were around him. Exposed chest with the force necklace on it and the small hairs on his shoulder bristled as he caught a familiar scent and started moving towards a cathar... THey rarely were this far in core."

 

[DeadpoolMLP]

As the crowd broke, Jonyna seemed to pause as she looked towards where the commotion of the crowd seemed to shift.

In front of her, a man...creature...thing?

She wasn't exactly sure what he was. A sash over his eyes and a set of short spikey hair, and despite looking younger, Jonyna could sense he was much more skilled than his age let on.

"Um....hello?" She asked idly, her tail unfurling slowly under her robes, the end gripping one of her two hidden sabers under the cloth. She wasn't sure what she felt from the man force-wise, but it put her slightly on edge. Best be ready to defend everyone around her...

 

[Syn]

DeadpoolMLP

THe scent got stronger and he stopped only when someone approached.. few would do that without reason and took in the woman in the force. Energy there and she was the scent in the air before he remained still and spoke. "Yes." Voice coming out measured and largely deep more to see and hear the reaction. He didn't need to move just remained there with the people giving a space that grew to enclose and let him get a full view with his sight. "I followed a scent... it looks like it was you. Not many cathars roam this far into the core let alone the larger population centers. SOmething about the scents and hostility can make a few violent."