Gun Dreams

[Azura Zaide]

Her eyes closed, Azura leaned against a wall of the long hall. Xenos, where are you ? Her mind filled with thoughts, she grimaced. She haven't slept or ate lately ... Damn it, Xenos, I'm here, now. Reaching into her pocket, she took out a pack of cigarettes and took one from the small box, put it in her mouth and searched around for a lighter. Ugh, stupid lighter.

[Azura Zaide]

She finally found it and lit her cig. Umm .. Too much stress ... She took a small puff and sighed. When is somebody gonna show up ? She was sick of waiting ... That's all she ever did. Wait, wait, wait. For once, why can't somebody come to her instead of her coming to someone ...

[Warren Azalin]

:: Draped in his Jedi robes Warren walked down the halls of the greater Jedi order as he went to check on the new batch of Padawans. It seemed they had been getting a lot of newcomers as of late and due to his little "trouble" he could not be as active as he once was, but for now Abaddon was in his place as the Jedi made his rounds. As the Jedi passed down the Recruitment halls he could smell what seemed like smoke coming from inside. Slowly yet silently he let himself in as he gaved upon the lone woman. Smiling slighty he pulled back his hood. ::

"Greetings Madam, what brings you around these parts?"

[Azura Zaide]

Slightly startled, Azura's eyes widened lightly but she calmed down as the Jedi spoke to her. She took another puff and blew the smoke out of the Jedi's direction.

"Hi ... I'm here to find someone, then .. Might as well join this thing."