Ki-Adi Kindo
Jun 26th, 2003, 09:08:06 PM
Master Yoghurts Bar & Grill; one of the planet's most popular restaurants. During the day it was a tranquil and relaxing cafe, but as the suns go down, the attendance goes up. It becomes a thriving nightclub swarming with people from every walk of life you could possibly imagine. Fortunately, the evening was still hours away. Ki-Adi wasn't much of a nightclub person anyway.
As the Jedi Knight passed through the tavern entrance, a sense of familiarity came over him almost instantly. He'd had more memories in there than most. Some good, and some, well, not so good. Anywhere from his promotion party to a relentless brawl with Dark Jedi, just about every minute he had ever spent in there seemed to be passing through his mind all at once. He grinned, reminiscing some of those times.
He began gazing around the semi-crowded bar, hoping he might spot someone he knew. He still didn't understand why he did this. Every Jedi made the effort to get to know all of their colleagues, and at least one Jedi was in Yoghurt's at any given time.
The statistics proved, as always, to be correct. It didn't take Ki-Adi long to notice a very familiar blonde sitting off towards his right. She was by herself, and apparently still unaware of his presence. He wasted no time in winding his way through the tables and directly towards hers.
"Xazor."
He gave a broad, warm smile, almost as if he had just discovered a well in the Tattooine outskirts.
As the Jedi Knight passed through the tavern entrance, a sense of familiarity came over him almost instantly. He'd had more memories in there than most. Some good, and some, well, not so good. Anywhere from his promotion party to a relentless brawl with Dark Jedi, just about every minute he had ever spent in there seemed to be passing through his mind all at once. He grinned, reminiscing some of those times.
He began gazing around the semi-crowded bar, hoping he might spot someone he knew. He still didn't understand why he did this. Every Jedi made the effort to get to know all of their colleagues, and at least one Jedi was in Yoghurt's at any given time.
The statistics proved, as always, to be correct. It didn't take Ki-Adi long to notice a very familiar blonde sitting off towards his right. She was by herself, and apparently still unaware of his presence. He wasted no time in winding his way through the tables and directly towards hers.
"Xazor."
He gave a broad, warm smile, almost as if he had just discovered a well in the Tattooine outskirts.