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[petraarkanian]

Anyone who has ever associated with Petra probably knows her apathy towards the Jedi.  Which is why it would be very strange for her to be sitting at a table with a lightsaber in front of her, drinking... something as she stares at it.  The look on her face is one that can be easily read as 'what the hell do I do with this now?'

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[countofserenno]

Dooku is walking by when he notices something on the table in front of Petra. Something rather familiar.

"Good evening, Ms. Arkanian. I believe you have something in your possession that is not yours." Because unless she has found another vendor who distributes curved-hilt lightsabers, that one in front of her is one that is also currently not in the possession of its proper (and currently highly embarrassed) owner.

[petraarkanian]

Petra reaches out and picks up the lightsaber.

"This is true. I also have the life of your padawan sitting in the palm of my hand." Her voice is calm and smooth and she leans back in her chair with the lightsaber in her hand. She meets Dooku's gaze.

[countofserenno]

"Oh? How so?" That strikes Dooku as an overreach on her part, but that's just his analysis of the situation. He's not as familiar with the Pet-Fett dealings.

[petraarkanian]

"Well. If you were more watchful you would have seen him grabbed from behind by the man currently in my employ. I managed to have him released, but only on the promise that once he is done with my job that he is free to persue your Padawan again. However, it is within my power to simply.... not let Fett out again."

The lighsaber is light in her hand and she twirls it.