Golden Link Casino

[Fracas]

((Sorry))

"Of course, I don't wish to be any trouble." Yet. This was not going as he wanted it to. Why the special sheilded sheaths hadn't worked he didn't know, but he would have to report that to The Black Sun when he returned. He put his hands on the wall and spread his legs. A woman and a Jedi had approached John, apparently just to talk. I hope we haven't been ratted out.

[John Skywalker]

'Rusty' looked up, "No... not at all, that'll be perfectly fine... unless... no, nevermind, you wouldn't be interested in that sort of thing."

 

He smirked and nodded, "Well, it's been a pleasure, Miss and same to you, sir." He said with a half-arsed salute in the Jedi's direction and walked off towards the rest-room. Already, his formulating mind, had pinpointed the Common Access Terminals of the Information Computers and the visible security cameras with his eyes shifting about quickly.

 

He found his way into the Men's Room and began to relieve himself... where he noted a small slot machine was built into the wall above the urinal. Placing a coin in, he pulled the chain to flush the toilet and the slot machine began to spin... Palpatine-Vader-Maul. "How convenient."

 

He began to wash his hands and waiting... in the bathroom. A detail droid attempted to shove colognes and face creams in his face and he roughly inquired, "Do I look like a bloody metrosexual to you? Damn droids."

 

The droid spun on it's heel, "Oh my, how rude," before setting it's mechanical gaze on another customer...

[Slicer]

Slicer smiled as he looked down at his winnings. He had double the amount of money he had started with. Of course if he counted up all the money he has played he would have to wager that he had spent four times the amount he had started with. Deciding he needed a break while his winnings were still up he sat down at a bar and order a drink. Paying for the drink he admired the fact the drink was in a clean glass at least. Walking over to a booth he watched other events unfold before him as he sipped his drink.

[Zara Nargal]

((Ok, I apologise as I was under the wrong impression as well with regards to force use. I thought it was only around the vault area not our whole casino. I was wrong. From now on no more force use inside... I'm about to remedy part of that at least.))

 

Zara watched the others leave the room, before she looked again on the security monitors. Since finding out she was force sensitive and not being able to access it within the casino was getting to her. She contacted the builders, setting them to work again. She wanted areas where they could use the force. She wanted to be able to practice her new abilities. A training room and apartments were to be built to allow the use of the force. It would take alittle time for them to begin, first of all the plans had to be drawn up, and with the Casino ready to change location they couldn't start any work outside just yet.

 

Zara left the room then, heading back down to the medical center to see how Ronin was. He was still unconscious, just lying there. She sat there for a while, opening the holo of her children and gazing at them, a tear escaping her eye. She looked up at one of the staff members, signalling for them to approach.

 

"Please take this datapad to Rahalin"

 

The employee nodded his head and left to go find him, handing it to him once he did eventually locate him.

 

Zara stood again, heading out onto the floor of the Casino, on her way up to the gardens. She come across the droid that the pirates had brought in and reprogrammed. She had read over the details of the droid, still wondering where Tekkan had gotten to.

 

"3HX-07, good to see you functional again. This datapad contains information on the Casino as well as some instructions. Retrieve the information, then destroy the datapad. I don't want anyone knowing the information it contains. I will be up in the gardens if I am needed. Kat is around as well as the others listed in the datapad. Report to any of them if required."

 

She left the droid, heading back to her penthouse to retrieve Rascal before she took the big cat with her up to the gardens. Zara found a bench seat under one of the fragrant bushes, breathing deeply and making herself relax. The big black cat seated at her feet.

[Sabian]

- The young man nearly stood and listened as Brina went about her business consuling with the casino players. It was a duty that, being a member of the Link, had to do, being as humble as possible to help even the likes of the low life gamblers. While Sabian never quite understood the correlation and rules to running a casino business, his mind was found to be drifting elsewhere.. -

 

- He felt a considerable difference in his connection to the Force recently, almost sapped from it's presence and left the mere shell of it's former existance insdie him. More and more seemed to pile up into foul play, considerably on why he could not connect with the full spectrum of the Force and the way this certain man in question carried himself in his demeanor. Something didn't feel exactly.. right. -

 

- He did carry himself in a way a normal Jedi would, very proper and forthright, which would give him away to anyone who was familiar with one. That was another reason for slight suspicion, even though there were plenty of people who were familiar with Jedi. But, the most questioning was knowing his involvement with the Alliance. Even for a moment, one hand pulled the length of his cloak out from the side that didn't cover his lightsaber, examining himself for a mere instant before drapping the end back down over his chest again. At the moment, he wore no insignia that would relate him to the Republic. -

 

- As the man carried off, he would merely nod and say.. -

 

"Take care, sir."

 

- After he left, he arched his brows lower, eyes reflecting a sort of confusion that would only be evident outside of his realm of operation, to which this casino was. It was a new experience being in the pit of gamblers and swindlers, all hiding behind laws to cover themselves from true evil intentions of self gain and profit for one's self. It was truly disgusting at times. -

 

- Consuling to Brina's side, the young Jedi Knight drew his head to crane down near her right eye. speaking off to the side and whispering to her in a very low, steady voice.. -

 

"You'll have to excuse me for a while, I need to go out and catch a breather.. While I'm out, I think I will go back and get my Republic insignia on to for warn any ruffians from violent activities. I feel just awful without it sometimes."

 

- He was very careful with his words, saying it in a way that if any devices or persons around them heard, they would not entirely make out that which he said without knowing the previous conversation with the grey haired man. -

 

- Leaning his head back, he nodded with a bit of a wink of his right eye before calmly drifted to the side, carrying himself up high and looking around for anyone that seemed affliated with the Black Sun organization. Any insider information would be crucial on the current war between the two organizations and might even lead to resolution on the Alliance's part on which side to aid or detach from. -

 

- Since he could not use the Force in such a way to locate someone by their signature within the Force's stream, the Jedi Knight was forced to imploy a different tactic. Circling around, he kept that one close eye on where the grey haired man was going. -

 

- Following him inside, he curteously held the door for a man walking outside before entering inside himself. The bathrooms at the Link were very extravigent, the wealth shared at the tables even coming into the refresher. There were many ports lined to accomidate any species of man to releave himself of certain fluids. Sabian, himself, choosing to skip them and head straight to just washing his hands. -

 

- He took the nearest sink by the door, lathering both palms with soap before rinsing them clean. A device mounted on the wall began to dry his hands, taking this time to actually go out from minding his business to looking at the grey haired man again. After his hands were good and dry, his boots began to pace towards him, arms out ot the side, with his head arched out to the side. -

 

"Excuse me, sir, I couldn't help get the topic of military service off my mind.. I was curious to know which you served.."

 

- The conversation would turn to be merely casual as the gambler was used to, Sabian taking to time to look deep inside his eyes for information. It was like starring into a black abyss, showing nothing and revealing nothing. He even had a horrible feeling inside his stomache that stirred whenever he drew closer. -

 

- Towards the end, feeling the topic expire, Sabian said with a very faint heart-felt tone of voice, adding a small smile after he was done speaking. -

 

"Also, before I leave.. I was wondering if you knew anything on a particular organization. You seem like a man with a wealth of experience and I wanted to know if you knew anything of the Black Sun crime syndacite or their highest personelle. I'm looking for some information for a certain invesitagation. You wouldn't mind helping me, would you?"

[John Skywalker]

John's mild musings were cut short by the Jedi, he had been for what the service droid would have several standard minutes mumbling to himself about a person by the name of Anathema. When the man entered and asked his question, the greying-man, smiled,

 

"Well... I'd be lying if I didn't say, I was recruited into the Empire... I was a Pilot, during the fall of the Empire under Palpatine and Vader. When the Empire collapsed... I returned to a semi-quiet life of dealing in the low-life regions. I was young and stupid, you could say... and I found myself on the opposite of the Law. Eventually, I turned my sharp wit and quick mouth into a little business venture."

 

He looked in the mirror and rearranged his hair, the crystal shard falling out of his black dress shirt, he stared at it intently for a brief moment, a thought passing his face before returning,

 

"I recognized your walk, it's very characteristic, you don't survive being this old in my realm without realizing who's who from just looking at 'em. Not to mention, glimpses of the Jedi Temple where caught during the Assault, the Rebels were there and that's the last major conflict I could recall that a Jedi would be involved in that would lead to such... an accident. It's all general supposition, was I... wrong?"

 

He stopped to look at the Jedi's expression, his face serious, for a brief moment, before fading into the abyssal, impassiveness. "Not to mention, I'm not a big fan of you Force Users... two of them chose to commit suicide right above my third bar. Wrecked the place entirely. Crazy bastards the lot of you," he chuckled.

 

"As for your... questions. Yes, I've heard of them... word on the street is they've declared War on this place. Tensions run pretty high, they got an army and while I may love this establishment, I'm doubtful they'll be able to repel a military invasion of that magnitude. Then, again, if you're here... perhaps the Republic is going to offer a lending hand... Eh, what do I know? Hope that helped... Mr.?"

[Sabian]

"My name is Sabian Devanus.. The word "Jedi" seems to bring a sort of stigma around this kind of place, one I'd much rather avoid. So, Sabian is just fine."

 

- Wrapping his arms around his chest, Sabian seemed to take a brief moment after the man talked to just gaze about the room, trying to act as disinterested as possible. All the while, he intently listened to every word, trying to gauge why his presence and tone was far different than that of others. Perhaps it was his age and experiences with the Empire that led him into such a state, something he'd keep in mind, but there was always something very different about him. The Force could not aid in his judgement at all. -

 

"Yes, those rumors are true and I hope to bring some resolve in order to save this particular organization without seeming byast to either party in a war that could make the Republic a target. A complicated matter of sorts, I suppose.."

 

- More relaxed and with a far greater gentle demeanor, the young Jedi Knight propped his side slowly more towards one side, while mannerly shrugging his shoulders before asking a question back to the older man. -

 

"You wouldn't happen to have any suggestions to this, Mr..?"

 

- His voice mimiced that of the man's towards the very end, not in tone, just in infliction. Sabian wanted to relate a certain passive, friendly attitude without the influence of the Force, something he most commonly used before amoungst criminals and Sith alike before. In this type of situation, he had to improvise more. -

[Guest]

”œRight.”

[John Skywalker]

"Legally, I'm Carter Lustfaru, unofficially, 'Rusty' works well enough." John's eyebrows turned inwards, a little,

 

"You don't seem too convinced, peace is... a rare gem in this world. Few people can live with it, and less people can bring it about. A wise man once told, Power comes to those who wait. Unfortunately, he waited too long and died. He was a great man, Colonel Bishop, it's a shame, the same Power he sought killed him in the end. I guess that's a fate you all warn about, eh, dying drunk from power."

 

The night club owner looked the Jedi over, "Look, I'll be honest, I'm not quite sure what has you so... concerned... about my presence, but I live in a world where paranoia is... common. Especially when it comes to business... and if anything scares me more than being trapped in a downed fighter above enemy territory, it'd be being watched. So what gives?"

[Sabian]

"To tell you the truth, you gave off a certain presence I could rely upon, one that a few people here can give off, to give insight on things I don't already know myself."

 

"There are too few people that can say those sorts of things about life in general or make those kinds of statements.. Never once have I told you I was with the Republic, yet you still knew. Fascinating, really.."

 

- Adjusting both of his shoulders, he repositioned his arms to bend out by his sides, hands resting at his waist. The one eye that was revealed closed for a brief period of time as he drew a larger draught of breathe before continuing his statement.. -

 

"But I did not want to intrude on your business here at the Link at all. Go about and gamble as you so desire. You were free to leave before this conversation even started, yet I knew you were the type of man that wouldn't back down from one.."

 

"Anyways, if you have any furthur information regarding Black Sun or know someone who does, feel free to contact me on my comm link."

 

- His final wishes were made with the extension of his exposed arm coming out from the long, green cloak. A small handheld note, laminated with the standard coding over each communicator link's unique serial code that could easily be inserted and used to the person with the signified code. A humble bow was made before he began to head towards the door, stopping midway to turn around, his one eye looking past his direction. -

 

"The wait is not what killed Colonel Bishop.. It was the desire for Power that led him to that fate from the beginning. In my eyes, the world would be a far better place without Power..

 

..Good day."

 

- That one eye generously closed, black boots making their way towards the opposite direction and across the gambling halls. The presence that the Force not with him seemed to be driving him to say and do a great number of things that, within it's gentle stream, would not have. Slowly he was dying in this kind of place. -

 

- Trying to find some restitution someplace else, the young Jedi Knight drew upwards through the extensive elevator shaft and made his way to the upper levels of the casino complex. The Force was not there to guide him, relying on the helpful tips of other Link personelle to find Lady Nargal. -

 

- Entering the presence of the gardens, that one eye looked all around. He could tell that the Force was leaving him, becoming more blind to perception with the eye patch on. Even his facial expressions seemed to be a tad different, being so accostumed to it's presence. -

 

- Trying his best not to disturb her, the young man bowed his head slowly over a branch a good distance aways, leaning back up with both arms folded across his chest, pronouncing in a low, yet humble voice.. -

 

"Lady Nargal.. 'Sorry to disturb you, but I would like to know if you request anything more of me at this moment. I am not entirely myself all of the sudden and feel as if I must go meditate elsewhere to find that sense of being again."

[John Skywalker]

He looked at the service droid who stared blankly in his direction, "Can I offer you a facial cream?" To which John's eyes narrowed, "No," it was a simple droid and if he were any more inclined he would have changed it's core programming...for now, he would be content to hack into it's central processor and disconnect from the hub, but even still, he worked with restraint.

 

In the restroom, he waited and watch the Jedi disappear, returning to a stall where he resumed his thoughts waiting for the others...

[Ganelon of Seneferia]

Ganelon, satisfied with minor winnings, was prepared to make his move. Realizing his was being watched, Ganelon made no point of hiding his actions, and given the appearance of a pompus nobleman (only a slight exageration really), he sets a plan into motion to get everyone right behind the Link's eyes and ears in a way that they would not realize what was up until far too late.

 

He slithers something in Seneferian, given by a short, crude laugh. The droid, taking a very literal translation, makes the announcement.

 

"His lordship wishes to take a ****."

 

At that pronouncement, he is directed towards the rest rooms near the casino's back walls.

 

Inside, he leaves two of his droids outside, as a show of wealth and a desire to set them to watching for interference. A comm is sent out to his fellow conspirators, in the usual obscure Seneferian dialect, and scrambled and done in such a way that the Link could not pick it up, much less pin point who sent it, or what it said.

 

Meet me in the 5th rest rooms, 3rd stall from the end. We'll slip in that way. Fracas, just surrender your weapons and make for this point. We have a window of fifty minutes now. There's a droid by the stall that has a blaster concealed inside it. Turn it off and you can retrieve it. Bekka, comm me with the stall you're in in the lavatory next door.

 

Inside, and sure of the lack of cameras or spying inside the lavatories from a scan and his studying of the security layouts, Ganelon pulls himself into a stall and locks it. Alone save for John, and confident in his privacy, he takes out his cane, and presses a hidden button. The sparkling bottom makes a low whirling sound and, with the ease of a child tracing with a crayon, Ganelon uses the end of the super hard corusca gem on the bottom to cut a seizable hole in the wall in a fairly quiet fashion. Being the hardest substance in the known universe, it's only slightly less smooth than a lightsaber in terms of noise and effeciency.

 

"We move, Skywalker," he hisses softly. "Fracas, Slicer, and the others should be on their way."

 

Stepping outside, he makes his way around the edge of the Casino, noting he had a good forty-five minutes based on his understanding of security patrols before his new entrance would be noticed. By that time they would be at the vault for sure. He waited behind the ladies rest room, ready to cut an entrance for Bekka.

[Bekka]

Getting up from the slots, not even appearing to have received anything, she made her way to the facilities... keeping up appearances, she she stopped at the bar and picked up another whiskey, and heading to the fresher... Entering, two women were chatting about the color lipstick one was applying, Midnight mauve... Rolling her eyes, she walked up to them and placed her drink on the sink counter... "Oh, I think that is a nice color... it looks awesome on you... I guess we know who is getting laid tonight huh...???"

 

The two women took instant offense and huffed out... well, I never, did you hear her... Bekka just smiled and checked the rest of the stalls to ensure there was no one else in the room. She clicked the lock on the door, and hit the comm... "stall two"... and she shut down the comm.

 

Picking up her drink, she unlocked the door to the fresher, and entered stall two... opening her overnight bag, she sat on the John... ((haha pun intended there)) she reached in and grab a magazine... "How to Kill in two easy steps" and crossed her legs to wait for the calvery...

 

well at least I was smart enough to bring something to read and drink while the boys drill big holes...

[Ganelon of Seneferia]

Behind Bekka there is a sudden whirling noise and a suddenly loose bit of wall shoots forward, growing into a definable, small, rectangular shape.

 

"And that is," Ganelon states with a low chuckle, after he removes part of the wall, allowing for Bekka to exit, "is how you vanish a lady out of a restroom stall. As soon as we have our crew together here (with forty-one minutes remaining), we'll do our next trick and make the content's of the Link's vault dissapear."

[Kat Nargal]

Contemplating his sisters earlier words, kat was lost in thought... The man had stolen blueprints of his casino hadnt he.

 

If my memory serves correctly, i remember that last time he came here he was in poor condition... Surely he hasnt managed to somehow gain the amount of money to pay for the finery and the droids he is accompanied with... What was his name... Ganelon.

 

Setting the computers to keep the man on screen at all times if possible, and to mark the last place he was seen if infact he went somewhere the cameras couldnt follow... Fairly soon, a large red dot flashed on the screen over one of the bathroom doors. Ignoring it, he continued to scan the casino from the main security room, noticing a man having been stopped with not only two swords, but weaponary as well... Setting the computers to track him also, he continued his scan, adding various other suspicious individuals to the list of people to be tracked on their own screen.

[John Skywalker]

"The sooner we hack the system, the sooner we get to the vault... the sooner I do my thing..." he watched as Ganelon's cane cut through the wall with relative ease, "I'm doubtful, one of your droids packed my lightsaber." He said the words with a slight hesitation before following and appearing in the restroom stall behind Bekka, "So... are we ready?"

 

He popped his collar and added, "There's a Jedi here... and he's with the Republic."

[Tekkan Raas]

Since being back at the Link Casino, Tekkan Raas did what he did best: drink himself stupid while gambling profusely. It was a constantly shifting cycle of winning immense amounts of money one game and then the next being near broke... only to win everything back over the next few games just to damn near lose everything again. Being in a profession where hands are "quicker then the eye", he knew when he and others were being scammed by the dealer and he'd use his own subtle tactics to shift the game to a more equal plain, though undoubtedly one where he came out considerally ahead of the others.

 

It was a gift of his, really.

 

On one of his many trips back the bar, the Hunter caught a glimpse of the combat droid he and Ronin had captured. After flipping the bartender a few credits for his drink, Raas figured it'd be in Triple-Helix's best interest if he followed him; its programming would no doubt seem foreign to him.

 

"Here's hoping he doesn't bearhug me again," he mumbled to himself, "the last thing I need in my life is a droid with homoerotic feelings for me."

[Brina Thalin]

Once Sabian left, Brina continued to go around to different tables, but eventually, she was satisfied. She hadn't gotten any information about patrons feeling unsafe, and she felt better about the station's security in general.

 

She made her way back up to the control room, finding Kat alone there. "The atmosphere is peaceful," she reported. "There don't seem to be any problems except for that one man. Have you recieved the report from the security room where he slipped through?"

[Slicer]

Slicer stood up upon finshing his drink. Streching he checked his messages. After all one must keep up with one's social life. Grabbing a chip out of his pocket he decided he should go play another gambling game. However shortly after losing that credit he decided it was time for him to go take a piss. No point in waiting for it too feel as if it were gonna burst after all. Opening the door to the 5th bathroom he bursted through the dorr and noticed a few things. Then taking care of his business and washing his hands he looked at John.

 

"Eh you ever have the problem were your ride got stop be security so you were in pretty much stranded?"

[Rahalin Toral II]

Rahalin arrived in security armed and armored by the back ways used by the employees of the casino. Not a single guest had noticed his passing. He ghosted into the room and right behind Kat Nargal, reading the information generated about the people Kat had pegged.

 

One notation caught his attention. "How long does it take that species to use the toilet any?" he said, pointing to Ganelon's pip.

[Bekka]

Bekka smiled as John poked his head through her cute little hole (pun intended) "Fancy seeing you here..." she looked through, and then handed John her overnight bag... she reached through, and allowed John to help pull her through.

 

She stood up and brushed off and looked at John... "Yeah, I'm ready... how about you big boy... you got your magic wand?" She smiled and grabbed her bag and followed Ganelon out of the way... smacking John's ass on the way past him...

 

"Ganelon, I noticed one of your guys was halted by security... is there going to be a problem there?"

[John Skywalker]

"I got my magic wand and a pair of a crystal balls... I thought you were familiar with 'em, by now." He looked past her and drew another cigarette, Damn women. He lit it and inhaled deeply, the cancer-stick never leaving his mouth, even as he spoke...

 

"I'd say, we handle the hack and slash before I can pull out any of my dimension-hopping voodoo."

[Bekka]

Quickly reaching back into the hole to grab her drink before they put the stone back, she stood aside and took out a small medicine bottle, she took out 5 seperate pills and took them and washed them down with the whiskey... finishing off her drink in the process.

 

She turned to John as he lit up a cigerette, "Will you put that out... that crap will kill you... " John stopped mid drag and looked at her as he watched her take the pills.

 

"oh, and Ganelon, I made it through security, but if I have to share, I better be reimbursed for any damage."

[Zara Nargal]

Zara was lost in thought until Rascal let her know someone was approaching. She made eye contact with Sabian, smiling at him to ease his discomfort. Knowing how disturbing it was even with her new found awareness to have lost the sensations, Zara shook her head at Sabian.

 

"I'll leave it up to you. You can either stay and enjoy the facilities or leave. I have to head back down to the security center now, but I would like your council. Well ... actually... I know we can't feel the force here yet, I've got the builders working on some plans to extend some new sections that will allow the use of the force. But I was wondering if there was anything you could teach me in the mean time?"

 

She looked hopeful at him as she stood, indicating the direction she was taking, the two walking companionably with Rascal between them as they headed down to the security center.

[Ganelon of Seneferia]

"Don't worry, you'll be reimbursed," he grates, feeling anxious now. His fingers inched towards one of the chains of ornate pearls trailing his finery, detaches them, passing them to Slicer and Fracas, pulling out two "sawn off" blaster rifles hidden in the Seneferian's protocol droids (One of which remained in the "occupied" stall- mimicing the sounds of intestinal distress).

 

"Stun grenades," he states with a smirk. "I don't anticipate trouble, but if we get spotted and an alarm goes off it'd be trouble." He checks a map of the casino's interior, getting his bearings. "We have a clean route for security sweeps, though we need to keep an eye out for random personnel. We're passing awfully close to the Security Center to get to the harmonics field generator and vault, so we need to be fairly silent as we move."

 

Once again acting like a damn general, Ganelon gives the order to move out.

[Fracas]

Fracas was displeased with the loss of his swords and pistol, but they could be replaced. If this went as planned he might even have time for Garth to get them back. Quickly Marcus donned his other clothes, placing the suit quickly and neatly in his bag. Taking the proffered blaster rifle, he loaded the powercell and articulated the charging handle.

 

"Ready to go."

[John Skywalker]

John looked at the gathered group, "Bekka give me a knife, please. I may need to... draw blood." He looked at Ganelon, "Arcane Force magicks. Last time I did this... it was a little more... forced, literally." With the knife in his hand, he checked the sharpness of the blade, as they hurried along and closer to the vault and Central Security System.

 

He unbuttoned the dress shirt and rolled the sleeves, the maintenance shaft was surprisingly warm, or perhaps, five people moving along a generally deserted shaft suddenly led to perspiration... and frankly, he was getting annoyed as his back began to attract the shirt with his sweat...

[Sabian]

- It was still very strange for him to be without the Force's presence, this new element in play furthur building up his previous prophecy of maleintent amoungst the gamblers, something far beyond what the average criminal was capable of. It could only be done by the likes of the Sith, in his mind. Machines, as highly technical as they could become, would never truly dampen the omnious presence of the Force that dwelled within all living things. -

 

- As they walked, his mind switched on and off upon this pressing matter. It made him think deeper on a concious level then that with the Force. Yet, even as he did so, the young Jedi Knight could not truly hone the evil that existed around them. It was a very akward situation where he felt almost as if his hands were tied to one option. -

 

"..If you wish for my presence, I will gladly give it.. This certainly is a quandry as to why the Force has left us and until the situation has been righted, there is little I can teach you in it's absence."

 

- Folding his arms behind his back, neck arched straight, Sabian started to talk more outwardly infront of him with a slightly louder tone than normally looking into Zara's eyes with his own and speaking softly. -

 

"But, we are not alone. I'm sure what devices you plan to make will indeed lend the Force's presence once more to this facility. Until that time, I can teach you basic concentration; a skill used by many a Jedi to hone their body to readily be attuned to the Force.."

 

"..In a sense, you must make yourself open to it's presence at all times, regardless of the situation. Your mind must be clear of all impurities and fears, focusing solely upon opening both mind and body to your surrondings."

 

- One finger rose up to his forehead as he spoke, drifting out as he tried to furthur emphasize the role with the motion of his hand. -

 

"It's also a good mentality to share when up against all situations. To not fear death and trust yourself within the Force's will.. The Jedi believes that when our bodies leave us, our spiritual plane becomes one inside the stream of the ever-living Force. A miraculous concept that encompasses true life after death.."

 

- Sabian brought a small smile to his face when speaking. Just talking about the things in which he was taught and upon the philosophies of the Jedi gave him a greater sense of hope, the same assumption to be made with her, for that was what the guidelines were. To instill sense of hope for a greater good. -

 

"Do you understand what I have said to you..?"

 

- It was alot to suggest, especially since the teaching always seemed farfetched to any outside that was not accostumed to their ways and customs. Sabian did not expect that Zara would right away, just an honest answer that would let him know that she had the right idea in mind to all that he said. -

[Bekka]

She bent down and unsheathed one of her knives and handed it to him... "I'll want that back, so try not to lose it... "

 

She threw her bag over her shoulder, and ran along the shaft pulling up her hair out of the way as she ran...

[Slicer]

Slicer raised an eyebrow.

 

"What I don't get is why the boss man is coming too. Shouldn't he be putting up a front back inside the casino and also planning the diversion to get us all out of here alive?"Slicer fell sielnt as he pulled the 'hydrospanner' from his belt he felt better with it in his hand. giving a sigh he went over the plan in his head again.