Ahron Harresh
Nov 10th, 2003, 01:06:30 AM
Ahron's on Coruscant for business. His boss had a job for him, and he did it very well indeed. It's over, and he's sitting in Yog's Bar and Grill, waiting on some dinner to arrive before he heads back out to his home base. The guards that keep weapons are fussing over his halberd; seems he's used it recently, and the guard keeping weapons is trying busily to clean the dried blood off the blade. Ahron glances up with an exasperated sigh, folding a small piece of paper carefully in his big fingers. It shapes it into a bird and sets it down, looking it over to check it before moving on to the next sheet, folding another small bird. He has over thirty sheets with him, and it seems he's content to sit patiently waiting on his stew, folding little paper birds.