We all know how this goes . . . . or do we?

[Valik]

Coruscant. A world that Valik would loved to have burned one day, but sadly that day was not today. Today he was out gathering supplies, do a little shopping while getting an opportunity to scout out the Republic, the Jedi, and whoever else might be lurking around. The Force was a powerful weapon, but it was rivaled, perhaps even surpassed, by the weapon of information. One could never have enough of it in Valik's opinion. Which was why of all of the markets in the Coruscant he chose the one closest to the Jedi Temple, of which the locals said the Jedi made a lot of their shopping runs.

It wasn't long before he managed to find one. A blondge, a couple years his younger by the look of it. He couldn't tell if the woman was carrying a saber at her side or not, but he could feel that she touched the Force. A connection she'd likely feel from him if he wasn't wearing a Force Disperser, but he wouldn't be caught dead on Coruscant without one. Or rather if he was caught without a Force Disperser on Coruscant he'd be dead. After all the Jedi were remarkably adept at justifying ways to attack men with different color schemes then they, let alone a true threat to their safety. Part of him admired their tenacity and abandoning of their more peaceful philosophies, but the rest of him wondered where they went, the men he'd known when they were serving under Ben Watts.

In anycase, he wasn't here to gawk or look around so he walked forward, his eyes down looking at a datapad before he bumped into the spunky-looking blonde.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I'm uhh, kinda lost. Can I get you to help me out?"

@[member="Kira Liadain"]

 

[Kira Talith]

Butterfingers unite! At least, that was the thought that shot through Kira's mind as the basket of Blumfruit fell from her hands and went spilling onto the floor.

"GAH!" came her cry of despair, her balance seemingly thrown by the man who'd accidentally bumped into her. She made a rather comical display as her arms seemed to whirl at her sides, gathering her balance while at the same time attempting to catch at least one large egg shaped berry before it fell to the ground.

It didn't work out so well.

Her foot came down to squish on a berry that had fallen to the ground, the crimson juice jutting out like a mini geyser, which normally wouldn't be so bad to begin with --- but see, Kira's well worn boot soles took to the slimy residue like a banana peel.

WELP, if she was going down, she wasn't going to do it alone! Okay, it wasn't like she did it on purpose! You fall and you tend to make a grab for anything close by to get a sure grip.

It just happened to be Mr. Datapad's pants.

 

[Valik]

The woman fell, grabbing for fruits and pants. Valik could have used a touch of telekinesis to try to pull himself, perhaps even the girl up but that would have given him away. Couldn't have the girl finding out he had the Force so early could we? So thus Valik fell with the girl, leading to quite the awkward situation

After an awkward moment Valik pushed off with one of his hands and rolled to the side, before quickly standing up right and offering down a hand. "I uhh, I'm sorry there miss." He said as one hand went to wait for hers to help her up, while the other picked up a Blumfruit. This wasn't how he planned for this meeting to go, but if the Jedi was going to be a klutz, well . . . he'd roll with it.

@[member="Kira Liadain"]

 

[Kira Talith]

@[member="Valik"]

Welllllllllllll! This is awkward.

It took a moment for Kira to register that she actually said that aloud instead of in her head, and a sheepish grin ended up splitting her lips as she took the extended hand to help her to her feet.

Ahh, Kira, why do you always get yourself into these situations? She thought musing to herself. At least she didn't fall on more Blumfruit. Small blessings.

"Ahhh... thanks," she told the stranger, her hands lightly dusting over her robes to clear off any grime. A sigh fell her lips as her attention withdrew from the stranger towards the ground, where the scattered red globes of fruit wobbled. Bending down, she took her basket and began to collect the fruit.

"Sorry about that," she told him, glancing up through a slash of blonde bangs, that smile still friendly. "I sometimes don't realize where I'm going," she gave a laugh, as she collected the fruit.

"You okay?"