A'jorrah Mazzic
Mar 11th, 2004, 09:03:25 PM
A'jorrah Mazzic entered Yog's Bar and Grill, opening her jacket she pulled out just one blade, nothing more...nothing less. She kept this blade on her always, it had been a birthday gift from her nearly adopted daughter, Kes'la Bardo.
The handle of the blade had been handcarved by the younger woman and had been very artistically done. Kes had a natural nack for art, like no other.
A'jorrah handed over the blade and continued in. Before the massive destruction of the Dark Angels Palace, the woman would've been clad in something rather tight and form-fitting. Now, that she was more or less a businesswoman by day and a bartender by night and not to mention....seeing a Jedi Knight by the name of Falcon Gyndar, she found herself dressing a bit more consciencous.
Her long dark hair hung gorgeously over her shoulders as she found a seat near the back.
A'jorrah's old ways were gone and the new 'A'jorrah' she really liked. She sported a dark blue business skort with matching jacket and turtle neck.
The necklace Falcon had given her had become the perfect finishing touch to the ensemble. She had just finished a meeting a while ago with the District Orphanage Council and had gotten pretty far with some fundraising ideas she had. But, she was tired now and her feet ached from the heels she wore.
A'jorrah was hoping that he had received her message she left him on his comm to meet her here for a light dinner and some conversation. And possibly, some chocolate shakes.
A smile crossed her face as she thought of him, Falcon was everything she had wanted in a man and more. He was perfect in her eyes, so perfect.
"Would you like anything to drink, ma'am?" The waitress asked, bringing her from her thoughts.
"Two ice waters, please. I'm expecting someone." She smiled.
"Yes, Ma'am."
A'jorrah watched the waitress leave and looked towards the door, hoping to see her Knight in shining armour.
The handle of the blade had been handcarved by the younger woman and had been very artistically done. Kes had a natural nack for art, like no other.
A'jorrah handed over the blade and continued in. Before the massive destruction of the Dark Angels Palace, the woman would've been clad in something rather tight and form-fitting. Now, that she was more or less a businesswoman by day and a bartender by night and not to mention....seeing a Jedi Knight by the name of Falcon Gyndar, she found herself dressing a bit more consciencous.
Her long dark hair hung gorgeously over her shoulders as she found a seat near the back.
A'jorrah's old ways were gone and the new 'A'jorrah' she really liked. She sported a dark blue business skort with matching jacket and turtle neck.
The necklace Falcon had given her had become the perfect finishing touch to the ensemble. She had just finished a meeting a while ago with the District Orphanage Council and had gotten pretty far with some fundraising ideas she had. But, she was tired now and her feet ached from the heels she wore.
A'jorrah was hoping that he had received her message she left him on his comm to meet her here for a light dinner and some conversation. And possibly, some chocolate shakes.
A smile crossed her face as she thought of him, Falcon was everything she had wanted in a man and more. He was perfect in her eyes, so perfect.
"Would you like anything to drink, ma'am?" The waitress asked, bringing her from her thoughts.
"Two ice waters, please. I'm expecting someone." She smiled.
"Yes, Ma'am."
A'jorrah watched the waitress leave and looked towards the door, hoping to see her Knight in shining armour.