The Universe is a big place

[Anya Malvern]

Ryloth
City market place
Cybernetic, she hated them...they were uncomfortable, made her feel more machine then flesh. However for what she wanted to do till she...had a new form this would suffice.

However, she was glad to be up and around once more. However she kept her bandages on so her burns would not be shown off...a entire face bandage save for her red eyes staring out. Everyone around her moved away or glanced a bit before moving a long their way. They had all the right to fear her and look...even she didn't like her own appearance

However she wa not here for any malicious reasons...instead she was here for something she craved and hadn't had since...forever now thinking about it....tea, specially that from naboo and commenor, is what she favored immensely for its lovy taste

She only hoped they had some around here...Least a crate or two...something that could last her a few months. Browsing through the different stalls she hadn't notice but she was about to walk right into someone...
[member="Alkah'Kahtel"]

 

[Raiz]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Boring.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]The aged gen'dai ignored the disconnected voice which the universe had gifted him for surviving the frightening years that he had, however it was an oddity as the words rang true but to the monster he heard peaceful, and calming, something that he desperately wanted after so many years of fighting. In spite of the rushings of those all over the marketplace, Alkah'Kahtel felt completely isolated and on his own, something that is surprisingly neither liked or disliked by the jaded being. [/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]"Perhaps a bite to eat."[/SIZE]

[SIZE=10.5pt]Large boot-prints marked the immense beings pathway through the marketplace before coming to a stop, looking around and observing the vicinity he was in, looking over the gawking civilians and salesmen. It wasn't a surprise to the gen'dai, and why should it be? The ancient being stood at two meters seventy centimeters and wore a grey-scaled armour that has not been seen since the days of the ARC troopers within the bygone era of the Clone Wars.[/SIZE]

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[Anya Malvern]

[member="Alkah'Kahtel"]

She barely missed the large being! She moved quickly and spun to the side as she eyed the being with annoyance that quickly turned to interest once she looked over his armor....clone wars era...

Immediately she started following, her curiosity getting the best of her now. She moved through the people trying to keep up with the large strides, finally she was near him and cleared her throat

excuse me sir,I couldn't help but notice your armor, quite fascinating...rare armor now days

She said, hoping maybe he would stop so she could talk with him maybe learn of where he collected the armor

 

[Raiz]

Lady.

The large Gen'Dai clearly stops as Anya makes her comment, the whole thing seems to confuse the older being for a moment before it turned and began to loom over the other, proceeding to look towards the other from within the outdated helmet. A couple moments of silence rings throughout the vicinity for the moment before Alkah'Kahtel begins to speak in a very gutteral and not at all pleasant voice.

"My armour is nothing special, little lady."

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[member="Anya Malvern"]​

 

[Anya Malvern]

[member="Alkah'Kahtel"]

The silence was a bit...awkward say the least. Then finally when when the silence was broke and she heard him speak she winced a bit...wasn't her first time hearing language like that but it had been awhile so the voice

to you maybe, but to me it's a wonder and a rare sight to see...my apologies I should've introduced myself I'm anya

She said and bowed before looking back up at the gen'dai. She looked around seeing they were blocking a few people and waved for him to follow

by that I mean you don't see much of the stuff being used any more

 

[Raiz]

The large Gen'Dai slowly begins to follow the Echani, his boots destroying the ground beneath him more than it already was as his sickly-yellow gaze behind the helmet's visor seemed to observe the woman ahead of him. It was clear that Alkah'Kahtel was not surprised by Anya's appearance, but more so about the way she carried herself and the interest that she had given him with his armour, and why shouldn't it, considering that it was one of the few pieces of ARC trooper armour to be from the Clone Wars era and not be a replica made by an over-eager historian. Though the older monster followed the younger lady, he seemed to show no fear in whether or not he was walking himself into a trap, perhaps it was his own over-eagerness to come into something interesting, or perhaps his age has left him uncaring of the repercussions, both equally as dangerous and stupid.

Do not trust.

"The previous owner of the armour tried to kill me, and in his pursuit destroyed what I was wearing... It was sentimental to me, but so was his armour, so I repossessed it."

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