Tanalth
Crazy Never Looked this Good
Tanalth hated waiting. She hated a lot of other things as well. Uncooked soup. People who hisses when they laughed. Her "brother" Kezeorth; which was at the top of her list. And even the sound a gungan made when it tried to clear it's throat. All of these things upset Tanalth to the point of wanting to smash them into powder so they would not bother her again. But waiting wasn't something you could exactly touch. It was the fact she hated needing to find something to do in the meantime that always put a damper on her spirits. And given that she'd been waiting only five minutes, way too long by her account, she was half ready to break the side of a wall if it eant at least something happened.
Tanalth had been chosen by the Obsidian Order, and by extension the Techno Union, to undertake a special mission with one of their sith allies. This [member="Darth Ferus"] she was to accompany was off to try and find some ancient weapon of sorts and felt the need for "strong hands" given where they were going. Tanalth had only agreed for her own reasons, and the fact the Union agreed to continue "paying for her things" if she did. But of course the idea of having a weapon that might help her take revenge on Kezeroth was always a bonus. So for now she'd have to make due.
That didn't make the part about waiting any easier. As she leaned against the all outside the Citadel she kept sighing and tapping her feet while her arms were crossed like an impatient child. Only five minutes to her felt like an hour. She was ready to smack around this Darth Ferus person for being so late. As she waited she continued into her usual rude behavior, like scratching herself in inappropriate places and not caring who saw. Cleaning her teeth. And even picking her nose or ears before flicking away whatever she found.
Ever the delightful type...