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  1. Cloak nodded in response to Britt. Following her eyes to the fight that had broken out. Removing his blaster from it's holster he made his way towards the commotion. After attempting several times to get the groups attention he fired three shits into the air. Looking to who appeared to be the aggressors of the altercation he said. "What's this about?" Cloak closed his eyes while somehow still able to see his surroundings. Feeling more focusedtha. He had in his life, he let the sensation of the 'force' guide him. Let the subject talk. Use this feeling to decipher the truth he thought to himself. "And I suggest the truth be applied in your explanation."
  2. Cloak nodded as he followed Britt, descending into the bowels of the Hutt world. Focusing on his inner self he began to feel something flowing through him. Something he hadn't felt before yet something he's felt all his life. Like an invisible extension of himself. " I feel.......sadness....fear....lust....so many different sensations. I feel euphoria....and pain. LOTS of pain." Cloak opened his eyes, he wasn't aware he had shut them in the first place, looking around at the different decor in the area they were now in, again with his hand dropping to his side to assure his blade is still there, looking to Britt. "What just happened? How long have we been walking? And how in Most Espa were my eyes closed? Was that the force?" Anxiety started to set in and cloak hit the snap on his blasters holster, instinctively, without thinking. "Do you feel that Britt??......What's going on?" Glancing over to his left, there seemed to be some sort of rukus going on. "Should we intervene?"
  3. Shaking his head with a grin, Cloak looked from Britt to the Rodain with his hands up, wondering if he actually had any authority to conduct an investigation. Checking again with his right hand to ensure his vibro blade was where it should be. Something he had done out of habit since late childhood. Brushing his hands on his pants he made his way over to the group of youths. Starting with the Rodain he said "Greetings young one." Looking with slight amusement at the kids nervousness then, pointing to the bag of narcotics "whatcha got there? Looks like poison to me." Pausing to glance briefly at Britt, he felt a strange sensation coming from the Rodain, something he hadn't felt before. Something like a warning. Ignoring it for now he continued on. "What's wrong? Tauntaun got your tongue?" Cloak paid attention to his surroundings while waiting for the Rodain, well, any of the 'gang' to answer really. He couldn't shake the odd sense he was feeling.
  4. Hearing the details of Corellia's liberation, cloak felt the first sign of hope in months. His first instinct is to return home, but no, he was brought here for a reason. "Thank the force." Glancing over to the group of young ones then to Britt smiling and offering a courtesy, "after you"
  5. Cloak took a moment to reflect on the questions posed by Britt before answering, nodding In agreeance in regards to the fact that his story is far from unique. "Well, I learned alot from my time with CorSec. I learned people you come to trust, to think oh in high regard, won't hesitate to turn on you if it benefits them. Just then he hears the news from someone giving a speech that Corellia had been liberated. After hearing the news he continued "I also learned that 'criminals' can surprise you and end up being very decent people. As for skills, I'm very proficient with vibroblades and blasters. Many undercover ops, typical officer routines. Looking at the drug deal that was transpiring, then answered Britt. That depends. Personally....I would ignore the situation. Drugs are an extremely popular way of dealing with things. Is it actually helpful? Of course not. Is it s person's free will to partake of them? Absoloutly. The big slither fish cooking up and distributing, that's a different story, but at this level it's a never ending battle and one better left for authorities. Stroking his beard and eyeing the speaker, then turning his attention back to Britt Corellia's been liberated huh? Can we find out more?"
  6. Cloak nodded in turn to the troopers before they headed off. Nodding out of courteousy of course, then looked back to Britt as she shared her thoughts on imperials and nodded in agreement. "Indeed. Not particularly a fan of storm troopers. I've seen to many harass good folks 'for the empire' in my days. As for me...Cloak trailed off for just a moment, never being one for self interest, instead opting for keeping a low profile. Well, there's not a whole lot to tell really. I was born on Corellia, My mother was killed when I was young, choosing at this time to keep the fact that he witnessed her murder at the hands of a Sith, perhaps maybe a dark Jedi, he was never really sure. never knew my father. Dropped out of school when I was 17, joined up with CorSec for a number of years, bought my own ship, left the military after the Sith decimated and took control of the planet, ironically became a private smuggler laughs had dreams for about the last week or so to come here, and here I am." Laughs again. Looking at the Jedi he smiled, his right hand dropping and touching his vibro knife to make sure it was still there. One of his many OCD habits. "What about you? How long have you been a Jedi? Family business or what? Not sure how the whole thing works. Although I have heard that Jedi kidnap force sensative children. Any truth to that?
  7. Cloaks face looked taken aback at what he had just heard. "A year of imprisonment? For such a childish glancing in a disapproving manner towards the shop keeper that had weighted the scales yet highly immoral action? That seems a bit extreme." Eyeing the troopers that were heading in the general direction, then to the stones, then the shop keeper. "Throw em out." Looking all around and noticing there were many people of varying species around, many of which looked like it may have been some time since they had eaten. I throw up my arms, point towards the shop keeper, and bellow "Hello citizens!! This kind shop owner has grown tired of watching people go hungry. For the next two hours she will be handing out free produce!! Please remember to thank her." Nodding to the shop keeper then looking to the Jedi and smiles "I suppose that solution balances out rather fairly."
  8. Ya follow some chick you don't know, good idea.....what could go wrong. Glancing down at my wrists thinking of all the stories I've heard about Jedi losing a hand, I stand up and begin to follow the Jedi "so what are these 'tests' you mentioned?"
  9. Realizing the woman was speaking to him, he thought about the question she posed. Was he interested? What other reason could there have been for him to have been led to this grimy part of the galaxy. Twisting the ends of his mustache and pulling on his beard he looked at the woman "Jedi Order huh? I don't see why not. Don't you have to have the 'force' for that though?"
  10. Cloak enters the room just as the Zabrak reached the front of the room. He notices someone sitting next to a Gungan and takes the empty seat on the Gungans other side. Wondering why he was compelled to come to here of all places, he thought What is this place? Who are these people? As he listened to the Zabrak speak he wondered Jedi?????? What's this have to do with me? The more he thought about it, things started to click.....
  11. IDENTITY Name: Cloak Lightrunner AKA: Cloak Home world: Corellia Species: Human DESCRIPTION Age: 41 Height: 5-11 (equivalent to standard galactic meters.) Eyes: Dark Brown Hair: Dark brown (though kept shaved.) Weight: 200 lbs Gender: Male Facial Hair: Long full beard Notable features: Tattoos covering both arms. FACTION INFORMATION Status: Force sensitive Alignment: Grey / light dominant Current faction: N/A Current faction rank: N/A EQUIPMENT Current clothing: Common Corellian clothing. Weapon: Corellian blaster and modified vibro knife. Current inventory: a few creds, ship keys, ration bar, comlink, ID HISTORY Force side: N/A Trained by: N/A Trained who: N/A Known skills: Mediation BACKGROUND Cloak was an average kid growing up on Corellia, left school early during the war to enlist in the Corellian Military. With the recent occupation of Corellia by the Sith Empire, and the loss of his entire unit, along with strange, almost calling dreams as of late, He spends his last few credits on an old beat up Rho-Class Shuttle and set course for (undetermined world) to escape the Sith captors and follow the path of whatever this "calling" is leading him..... SHIP REGISTRATION Name: Dagger Class: Lambda Model: Rho-Class Manufacturer: Old Republic Length: 32m Weight: 400T Armaments: Heavy Laser-4 Armor: Standard front and rear shields Anti-personnel Defenses: 3 sensors Modifications: modified cargo space Appearance:
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