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Re: [Day 11 - Late Afternoon] Dark Exodus (Closed)

PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2018 2:47 am
by Tethys Carrack
"She went that way?" Tethys looks toward the corridor in question. "And no word since?" She frowns, two vertical furrows appearing between her eyebrows. "Better not go alone, Senator. I'll... I'll get my medpac." A few long strides take her to where the kit is still sitting next to Dynos, tipped on its side by the engine blast earlier.

"Lunda will be down shortly."

Re: [Day 11 - Late Afternoon] Dark Exodus (Closed)

PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2018 3:23 am
by Baesal Zyn
''I'll wait for Lunda and keep an eye on Dylos'' she replied ''Then we will join you''

Re: [Day 11 - Late Afternoon] Dark Exodus (Closed)

PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2018 4:51 am
by Lunda Mae
Lunda arrived and said, “Where is Layne?”

Re: [Day 11 - Late Afternoon] Dark Exodus (Closed)

PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2018 5:04 am
by Baesal Zyn
''She apparently ran off to face Zash...alone...'' she rubbed her temples ''I pray she did not do so or that Zash left before she tried anything''

Re: [Day 11 - Late Afternoon] Dark Exodus (Closed)

PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2018 9:05 am
by Durasay Mixo
Tethys Carrack wrote:"She went that way?" Tethys looks toward the corridor in question. "And no word since?" She frowns, two vertical furrows appearing between her eyebrows. "Better not go alone, Senator. I'll... I'll get my medpac." A few long strides take her to where the kit is still sitting next to Dynos, tipped on its side by the engine blast earlier.

"Lunda will be down shortly."


The tall Pantoran turned to look at her, and nodded. "We should hurry, then." His eyes narrowed as he watched her grab the medpac, and again, the helpless form of the assassin.

Consider yourself lucky, Dynos Val. Had it been my Master and not the Jedi, you would have drawn your last breath.

Turning again, the heavy foot falls of his boots against durasteel plating echoed.

Re: [Day 11 - Late Afternoon] Dark Exodus (Closed)

PostPosted: Sun Jul 08, 2018 9:12 am
by Tethys Carrack
Tethys's boot heels click along the corridor more lightly than Durasay's, but with equal firmness. Slinging the medpac strap over her shoulder as she goes, she lets him keep the lead. He clearly has some strong emotion to burn through.