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Petra is in the bar. Not only is she in the bar but she is /in/ the bar. For once she does not look totally absorbed in something else. She is paying attention to details in the bar she never did before. Oh, and eating. She is not quite sure /what/ she is eating, but it is fairly good.
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A very slender young colonel stands near a helicopter, watching the troupes in front of him marching. He eyes them critically, not seeming to focus on any particular soldier. Something seems lightly off about the colonel (other than his age) but those breaking military decorum should find it hard to pinpoint what exactly is off about the officer ( Read more... ) -
Fett's Note
I think I found a job for you, but you need some training first. Swing by my room sometime and we'll discuss it.
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Petra enters the room she shares with Peter and sighs with relief when he was not there. Things were too confusing right now. There was no doubt that her heart belonged to Bonzo, despite the complications there but she owes Peter so much more than this. He had taken her in when she had no where else to go, gave her a new name, a new face, a new ( Read more... ) -
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Petra's head hurts. Well, hurts is probably a very vague term for it.. She would not be awake feeling this hurt if Kit hadn't decided to jump on her chest and start licking her face.
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Petra slips into the black Simulator, and pulls down the hood. Play time! -
Arch-Enemies Meet
Petra stands in the bar looking more than ready to do business. Her cloths book no-nonsense. She seems slightly lost in thought, but when another shadow joins her she snaps right to attention.
“Lets go.”
She opens the door next to her and bows ironically to the man who simply glares at her.
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It’s the city of love, but no lover calls. I’m waiting for somebody. Why don’t they call?
Petra posts the message then pulls her hat back over her deep red hair. It was up to Peter, if he was alive, to find her now.
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She was in an open market stall. Staring at some fruit and considering buying it.
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Bonzo,
I'm leaving in two days at midnight. If you are coming bring the gun, at least five clips of ammo, your 'saber and nothing else. No armor, nothing. Don't tell Dooku or Obi-Wan If I see either of them I will leave right then and find a way to lock the door behind me.
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Musing
It wasn’t anger that drove her to her room, but puzzlement. The blackouts always occurred when she was on a line of thought that led her back to her hours in captivity. Not when she thought about them directly but when she came at them from a side angle, like just now, she had been thinking about the side effects of what Serena did to her, then it ( Read more... )