We're am I? [OPEN to all]

[The Curator]

I arrive on a strange planet, in the middle of nowhere in an unknown place I am but a traveller and I must of entered the wrong star system, the planet is strange and looks barren, but other ships surround it and I know that others must live here, so I prepare to go down into the unknown planet. I make a slow descent...

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra walked across the surface of the planet, studying everything from the ground to the sky. She went about researching the new knowledge of this place with a glee akin to a small kid getting a new toy, after all being stuck in a tomb for nearly all of your life makes things very interesting in the real world. She stretched and looked up, seeing a ship enter the atmosphere once it had coming into eye shot. She gathered up her possessions and headed off, looking for something more to research or learn about, after all, knowledge is power.

 

[The Curator]

I exited the ship and paid the driver, I see a woman leaving, with a lot of possessions, being a gentleman I approach to ask if she wants help, I call out to her "Hey, do you need a hand"?

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra glanced back, instinctively pulling her robes tighter before turning. "Im sorry, did you mean me?" She looked over the cyborg from behind her hood, the hood obscuring a good portion of her face. She set the items down as she waited for a response and stuck her hands in each opposing sleeve where she had hidden her sabers.

@[member="The Curator"]

 

[The Curator]

"Yes I mean you" I say to the female, "some of those objects look heavy" the majority of her face was covered with a cloak, which made me uncomfortable. "It is just a friendly jester" I say to her, "you don't have to accept my help"

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra nodded, "Id appreciate the help, thank you for asking." She heaved up some of the items and waited for him to come over, leaving the heavier possessions which looked like droid parts. Her robes shifted with her as she moved, flowing like water down from her shoulders. Her hood removed unmoved, her movements had a certain grace and flow to them as she moved. "Your name?" She looked in his direction, curious once more into this man.

 

[The Curator]

"The only name I know I have is The Curator" I said looking back to the woman "and Yours would be?" I asked,

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She looked back at him, silent for a moment before speaking. "Alex." She readjusted the stuff in her arms and straightened up. "What are you doing here?" She started to walk off, not really looking back as she walked but rather looking from street to street. The looks would seem cautious instead of curious as her face was still hidden by her hood.

 

[The Curator]

"Enjoying the scenery" he said to Alex, "what are you doing her?" He asked as he picked some boxes up.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Alexandra nodded her head to the supplies, "Picking up some parts, there are so many more i can get my hands on now."

@[member='The Curator'],

 

[The Curator]

"these look like droid parts" i say to Alex, "are those the type of supplies youre picking up?"
@Alexander Shadowstalker

 

[Charles Leigh Wood]

Firefighter watched as the cyborg helped the female with her belongings and he didn't know what to think. While growing up he didn't have anyone to help him due to his family being murdered in front of him as a child. If he needed or wanted anything growing up he took it himself and if he couldn't do it he just left it alone. It seemed like the cyborg might have liked the female so he just sat and watched to see what would happen.

 

[The Curator]

"Act inconspicuous" I whispered to Alex "we're being watched"
@[member="Alexandra Shadowstalker"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

She grinned, "Dont worry, ive learned to shrug off onlookers." @[member="The Curator"]

 

[Charles Leigh Wood]

Firefighter got up and walked over to the cyborg and the female when he realized that he reconized her and said" Well hello Alexandra how are you i haven't seen you in a while?"