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Post by The Bandit on Mar 16, 2005 13:32:07 GMT -5
*Bandit had returned to his "look out." This time in a different guise. His pale face was full of wrinkles, his hair now near bald and all gray, his back was hunched over, and he carried a cane. He smelled of...old. He wore a white shirt, tan jacket, kahki pants, and black shoes with white socks (that's not right...). He walked into the cantina, slowly, trying to make it look like he was having trouble with the heavy door. He slowly walked towards the back of the bar, back hunched, to the booth on the right side, instead of left as yesterday, of the U-shaped bar.
A waitress approached him, different from the one yesterday, and smiled. He was about to order a beer, he quickly changed his decision to coffee even after he had begun to speak, making it come out as "beroffee." He smiled, corrected himself, and began staring out the window at the guards at the Enclave. He glanced around the room, not seeing anyone carrying a lightsaber, he reached out with the Force, listening to others conversations. None focused on the switch of power. It was as if nothing had happened...The waitress returned with his coffee. He took a sip and began staring out the window again.*
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Post by Darth Ignotus on Mar 16, 2005 13:46:03 GMT -5
The Cloaked one sat near the same spot where he had sat the day before, his cloak was draping over his body, and from under the hood radiated a pair of orange eyes that shined like the rare crystals that were found deep in the crystal caves. Infront of him, the table was bear and was slightly dirty from the crums of a piece of bread. His hands rested on his lap, and in one of his palms he held his lightsaber. His eyes, stared at the old man who had attempted to enter without getting any attention. But that wouldn't be very possible, seeing that in his limping walk, he still showed the arrogance of the jedi, and in his eyes showed he pride of a fool.
This would quite funny, he didn't even bother to hide his presence, so Ignotus would easily identify him, while looking at Ignotus through the force was a dead spot, a blind spot.
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Post by The Bandit on Mar 16, 2005 13:55:01 GMT -5
*Whil scanning the room through the Force, he came across Ignotus. Nothing. It was...dead. Bandit after studying him, through eyes not Force, he realized this man was in the cantina yesterday. He quickly began hiding his precense but knew it was too late. He had him. Maybe not every detail, but he would grasp that he was a high ranking Jedi, and that was far more than Bandit wanted to share. He could run out, but an old bald man running with a cane would draw more attention than necessary. And if this man was Dark Jedi, he would follow him out as he tried to keep up his disguise. Bandit shook his head. He reached into his jacket and pulled out a lightsaber hilt, which he let rest in the seat next to him.*
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Post by Darth Ignotus on Mar 16, 2005 14:00:28 GMT -5
Just as he suspected, he was easily visible but through the force he would find nothing. Smiling under his cloak, his body would slide to the right into a deep shadow. As his body was suffocated by the darkness, he was suddenly gone. It was as if he had just disappeared, but no, he continued there, he was just... not visible, not through the force. Not anywhere. The sounds of the people within grew within his ears with every step he took, the use of the force and the bending of the light rays was a techinque that helpful, but amplified his other senses... Which would grow slightly annoying after a while. As he stepped forward at a very slow pace, he would soon stand beside Bandit, but he would not move a muscle.
Hello, Bandit.
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Post by The Bandit on Mar 16, 2005 14:05:42 GMT -5
*Bandit blinked as the man disappeared. He searched the room, wondering if he had gone into Force Speed and ran off. As he was searching Ignotus was approaching him. Bandit nearly leaped from the booth when Ignotus spoke to him through the Force. He quickly used a Jedi calming technique to recover. He shook his head. He reached out with the Force again and tried to search for Ignotus. If the room was more crowded, he might be able to find the blank spot much like he had done with the Yuuzhaan Vong many years ago. Once again, he found nothing but people having a good time. He wanted to respond to this...dead space, but without knowing where he was it was impossible.*
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