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Ki-Adi Kindo
Feb 4th, 2003, 03:15:44 PM
It was like any other evening on Coruscant. The long day's workers had become the nightlife of the city, roaming the walkways in search of a decent bar.

Elevator doors in the parking garage opened up, letting out a pair of Jedi. It was Jedi Padawan Rognan Dar, and his master, Ki Adi Kindo. They had just finished attending a political conference where Jedi presence had been requested, and by order of the Council, they had been sent there to make sure all went well. That was now over, and they were on their way to their speeder so that they could head home, or perhaps grab a bite to eat first.

As they were walking, discussing several things, Kindo suddenly interrupted his learner in the middle of their conversation.

" Did you feel that? "

He immediately turned and glanced towards the shadows, in between other numerous speeders, and began gradually heading that way.

Malice
Feb 4th, 2003, 03:50:57 PM
Death, death and darkness surrounded him. He walked casually through the small mass of people walkng back and forward around him. His long white cloak shrowding his figure. Malice was oblivious to all around him, lost in his own thoughts.

The sith master was in the mood to kill. And kill he would. Just as soon as he found the perfect victim.

Rognan Dar
Feb 5th, 2003, 04:01:43 PM
Rognan was in a heated disgution when suddenly his master stopped and started acting wierd.

"Feel what, master?" He said following his master through speeders. "What, did you feel something?"

Malice
Feb 6th, 2003, 10:07:49 PM
Malice continued walking. His mind focusing on the hunt. Quickly, his dark blue eyes scanned through the crowds.....as well as his senses. That was when he noticed the spot of lightside energy. Not one, but two souls of light he sensed. A sly, wicked grin crossed his face. The sith master had found his prey.

A couple of jedi were just perfect for him. Quickly he hid his presense in the force, and began to silently shift through the people. Heading towards the lightsiers.