Re: An Idea
George: (stops and places his hands on his lightsaber)
Qui suis-je?
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George: (stops and places his hands on his lightsaber)
Starr: Oh, come on...
(enters the room)
(steps into a turbolift)
(looks back at George)
George: (enters the turbolift)
(the turbolift goes down about twenty stories, but the building is hollow, no floors: just walls of holocrons)
(the turbolift stops)
Starr: (steps off onto the ground floor)
George: (follows)
(in the middle of the room is a man in dark robes is kneeled before an statue of a Dark Lord)
George: (places his hand on his lightsaber) (follows Starr and carefully watches the man at Black robes)
(the man stands, removing his hood)
(his hair is white and spiky)
(he turns to face Starr and George)
(his face is very scarred)
Mais: (through the Force) Starr...
(looks over at George)
I see you brought a visitor...
George: (silent)
Starr: (takes out the holocron and holds it in her hand)
(it returns to its natural form)
Pay up.
Mais: (smiles)
Excellent.
(makes a small motion with his hand)
(looks back at George to notice his hand placed on his lightsaber)
I see your companion doesn't like this place... or me for that matter.
George: (dry smile)
(a woman in dark robes approachs with a large duffel bag)
Mais: It's all in there.
Starr: I'll trust you on that.
(takes the duffel back from the woman)
(hands Mais the holocron)
Mais: (smiles)
I will contact you when you services are needed... yet again.
(walks off followed by the woman)
Starr: (throws the duffel bag over her shoulder)
(turns and looks at George)
Let's go.
George: (follows Starr)
Starr: (gets on the turbolift)
George: (enters the turbolift) (silent)
(the turbolift stops)
Starr: (gets off)
(walks back down the hallway)
George: (follows)
Starr: (exits the hallway)
(walks back towards the Ebon Hawk)
George: (follows)
dammit, you guys are too fast to keep up
I'm outta here