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Gitane Blesse
Oct 6th, 2002, 12:22:02 PM
Gitane Blesse roamed silently along a street of Coruscant. It was just after dawn, and the only people in sight were those returning to the comfort of home to regain their energy, hung over and puking. She sighed under her breath, her hand swaying at her sides. It was nearly a week after she'd seen Elena. Nearly a week after she'd vowed to give up any usage of the Force. Little had she realised how second nature it had become for her to use it. She'd slowly been training herself to see and not sense, speak and not think, pick up and summon. It had left her bitter and tired, and nearly addicted to the relieved feeling she got when she would forget to walk across the room and get something, instead of simply calling it to her hand.
But... It was worth it, right?
imported_Grev Drasen
Oct 6th, 2002, 05:05:54 PM
Thoughts; random thoughts flooded through the Sith apprentice's mind as he wandered absently down the walk. Hands freely shoved in the stowage of his vesture, and his head hung in a low bow - oblivious to all which surrounded him. It was often that Drasen had experienced such abeyances, dwelling over empty thoughts. There was nothing particular on his mind; he just preferred to confine himself in his own mental sanctum at times, rather a majority of the time.
Bump.
Abruptly, reality hindered his thoughts. Drasen stumbled back slightly, as well as the person whom he had collided with. Lifting his stare upon the female, a muffled apology escaped from his lips.
"Didn't see you there..."
It was all the apology he could muster up.
Gitane Blesse
Oct 7th, 2002, 11:11:17 AM
Gitane tilt her head as she looked at the boy. She held a fierce, annoyed expression for a moment, before breaking into a smirk.
"Some people would kill for less than that, you know.." She replied darkly and tapped her finger against his forehead, flicking back a lock of his dark hair.
"You're lucky I'm not one of them...For the moment."
imported_Grev Drasen
Oct 7th, 2002, 09:58:12 PM
“And some are more foolish than others,” he pulled back as her hand brushed against his face.
Drasen noted her irritation, as it soon smoothed into a more settled grin. Eyeing the verdant female, he debated on biting his tongue; maybe if he kept quiet she would go on. But he couldn’t.
“Am I really that lucky?”
Brielle Acaana
Oct 12th, 2002, 09:47:35 PM
Through the windshield of her squad car, Brielle watched the verbal exchange. Windows rolled up tight, she couldnt hear what was said and the faint lighting afforded her only the knowledge that the figures were male and female. Brie watched closely to see if any credits were exchanged. Right or wrong, prostitution was still illegal and she would bust whoever it was out there.
It had been a long night due to the lack of inactivity. Her normal forensics duties had been suspended for the period of one week while she performed her annual 'beat cop' obligation. Everyone with a badge was required to be on the streets one week out of the year and this was her unlucky week. Brielle hated it with a passion.
Eyes narrowing as she attempted to make out what the pair was doing prompted her to switch on the outside mic, the duos voices instantly filling the cab.
".......than others. Am I really that lucky? "
Acaana smirks.
I doubt it, you horn-dog. You dont know where this chic has been.
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