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 Posted: Sun Nov 19, 2006 10:37 am
((Hehe... you have nooooo idea how tempting it is to have Lisha wave her arms around and say, "I've got poofy sleaves!")
Lisha's eyes were everywhere. She didn't know the men, but as soon as she realized that they knew her master and her master knew her she relaxed and just observed them and everything else.
One of them looked slightly.... different than the other two, but Lisha didn't have time to look into it further before they were taken to the bar.
Lisha had never really been in a place like this, and her eyes and mind tried to compensate for this lack of knowledge by going all over the room. There were a miriad of questions that she had, but because of their earlier discussion, she did her best to hold her tongue and just observe.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 6:58 pm
"Well if it isn't my favorite little rebel!" the bartender laughed heartily. He was a large man with a very rough beard and beady little eyes, but one could easily tell that he was very kind as well. Still, they could also tell that he wasn't one to mess with when it came down to it.
"Hello Franz," Ryshel smiled.
"Now who is this you have with you, my friend?" Franz crouched to meet Lisha's eyes.
"I've taken on an apprentice since the last time I was here. This is Lisha. She's quite a bundle of energy, but her skills are impressive and she has quite a lot of potential." She put her hand on the girl's shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Nov 20, 2006 7:13 pm
Lisha smiled at the man, and met his eyes. Her own were odd, almost bright turquoise in color, and peircing, like she could read the man's thoughts.
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2006 6:32 pm
Franz found himself unable to look right in her eyes for too long. It made him uncomfortable, and he hid a shudder with a shrug. "Well, she certainly looks sharp. Let's hope you've still got it, kid," he raised his eyebrow at Ryshel.
"Oh? Why would you say that?" she responded with interest. "I take it the locals are restless as usual?"
"Oh, more so than normal, I'm afraid." He lowered his voice. "But that's best left up to someone else to tell you in safer harbor. All I'll say is that the Republic had better mobilize soon, or Coruscant will be lost to the Imps again. And it would only get worse from there. Things are looking exactly like they did just before Palpatine seized power back in the day."
"Don't even speak of such things," Ryshel shuddered.
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2006 3:22 pm
Curiosity burned in Lisha and she had to use every ounce of control just not to blurt out a long stream of questions that popped into their head.
Unconciously Lisha started bouncing on her toes, trying to keep her questions contained.
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Posted: Wed Nov 22, 2006 5:34 pm
Ryshel noticed Lisha out of the corner of her eye, and she leaned over to speak to her quietly. "You can ask some questions, dear Padawan," she smiled. "You don't have to hold them all in all the time. Just learn to be able to tell the difference between the ones of importance and relevance from those that can wait until later."
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 2:37 pm
Lisha continued bouncing while she asked her questions, punctuating them with each bounce, "What are we going to do with the 'Imps'? Who are they any way? What's for dinner?" the last one came out of no where as Lisha's stomach started growling.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 5:08 pm
"The 'Imps' are the nickname most people give to the Imperial army, or at least what's left of it. Long ago, out government wasn't a democracy; and Emperor disposed of the first Galactic Republic and formed the first Galactic Empire, a totalitarian state of affairs. That means we were ruled by just one person, and none of us, the people had any say in anything."
Ryshel grinned. "As for dinner, why don't you ask Franz?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 9:09 am
Lisha smiled and looked up at the man. Now that she wasn't talking to her master, she was a little shy. Even though Franz knew that she was a Jedi in Training, and knew what she was capable of, he couldn't help but think of her as just a cute, shy little girl of about 7 or 8. She was actually 11, almost 12, but since she was so small for her age, she looked younger.
"Franz... could you tell me what's for dinner?" she asked in a sweet, child-like voice.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 6:37 pm
"Why certainly!" he replied jovially. "Looks like marra-bird stew and rolls. Will you two be wanting more soda?"
"Yes, please," Ryshel replied for herself.
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Posted: Fri Nov 24, 2006 11:08 pm
Lisha gave Franz a smile, "Yes, please." she echoed her master. Her eyes roamed around the room, taking in more and more things. She saw manythings that she had no clue what were. One creature in particular caught her attention. It was stranger than anything she had ever seen(I'm not sure exactly what creature she's looking at, as I don't know many of those that are in this universe, or their names) Lisha tugged on Ryshel's sleeve trying to get her attention.
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 10:20 am
((I've decided it to be one of these smile )) "That's a Polis Massan," Ryshel said quietly. "I don't recognize him personally, but Franz only lets 'good guys' in, so don't worry."
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Posted: Sat Nov 25, 2006 1:36 pm
"Oh..." she said, eyes still wide, "So that's what it looks like? What do they usually do here?" she asked. She had remembered hearing about them, but had never seen a picture of them, or seen them with her own eyes. She found that she was now staring at the creature.
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 12:38 pm
"Don't stare, Lisha," Ryshel remarked. "Many species take great offense to it, and I don't want to start trouble. Polis Massans are pretty peaceful, but others aren't quite so easygoing."
"Hey! You!" a deep male voice yelled from the doorway. Ryshel whirled, her hand going to her lightsaber, and the voice laughed heartily at her response.
"Ben Skywalker you turkey!" she laughed in turn. "Why is it exactly that we keep running into each other?"
"Guess I'm just lucky." He winked at her, and she blushed.
((btw, Ben is the son of Luke and his wife Mara Jade in the novels and such.))
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Posted: Sun Nov 26, 2006 7:20 pm
(thanks, I didn't know that)
Lisha smirked at Rychel's reaction to the wink, and couldn't hold back a small giggle. She had heard very little about Ben, and so she had several questions about him... she would ask them later.
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