Arrival

[Cora Leera]

Her heart beat fast as she ran through the crowded woods, full of thick trees and revealed roots. The ground was cold like the midnight air, as she ran. Something was chasing her, she could hear the menacing foot falls behind her, 'what did they want?!' she thought as she continued running. Cora swerved between a couple trees hoping to lose the person chasing after them. She couldn't see them but, she knew that they wanted blood. Her breath quickened and she knew she could't continue running for long. How long was she running for anyways? Who was this person and why were they after her? She kept trudging on trying her best to lose the person. Cora went to take a sharp turn to the left but, a hidden root protruding from the Earth's soil caught her foot and brought her crashing down. Fear surged through her body, as she struggled to get up. That's when she saw it, her face, staring directly at her, fuming with hatred.

Cora woke up crying hysterically, sweating profusely, and shaking. She stood up quickly, starting to pace. Cora tugged at her hair, she looked out the window and guessed that she only had 10-20 minutes of rest. She looked at the bed, and knew that she wouldn't get any more sleep. She didn't want to stay in this room any longer, so she opened the door and left, locking the door behind her.

When outside in the crisp night air, she looked both ways before running off in a promising direction. She didn't know where she was going but, running cleared her mind, it helped when these dreams came.

Back home, where things were tense, these dreams came more constantly. That's when she discovered that running helped clear her mind. This planet was completely new so she hoped that she didn't get lost. Cora looked around at the new setting, thinking of just running a short distance before going back.

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden set down the datapad and rubbed his eyes, looking around the room. He was just considering going back downstairs to grab something to eat when the pad gave a beep. Looking at the screen Rhoden saw a message The girl is leaving. Rhoden hesitated before deciding to follow her.

He grabbed a cloak and hat from his trunk, both of which could be turned inside-out to entirely alter the appearance. He also grabbed a thin scarf. He put the hat on his head, wrapped the scarf around his neck so that it covered half of his face, and turned up the collar of the cloak to further conceal his face. Ensuring that his vibroblade, scout blaster, and SE-14r were carefully concealed on him he left the building.

He followed the girl, inverting the cloak and hat from time to time when no one was looking and changing the way the scarf was wrapped around him. He knew Jorvan was following as well, being as good as invisible as was the Shadowguard way. Rhoden, unfortunately, did not have the luxury of being quite so complete in his skulking.

The girl was running seemingly without any destination in mind, and Rhoden noticed she became quite more relaxed as the run continued. This, however, was not at all wise. The traffic, pedestrian and vehicle, faded into nonexistence and the bright lights and cheery storefronts turned to dark, rundown, and barred locations of rather questionable origins. She had entered the unfavorable side of town, and Rhoden felt it likely that she was being watched. And if she was being watched, so was he.

[Keas Jong]

Keas was sitting in a bar in the bad side of town quietly watching one of his targets that he needed to bring in to the authorities because they couldn't get into the bad side of town without them running. He smiled as he saw the target about to lose a hand in Pazaak. When his target lost the hand they flipped the table in anger tossing all the credits and cards onto the floor and hit his opponent. That was when he moved and grabbed the guy throwing him out the door not realizing who was going by and the guy landed in front of Rhoden as he was walking out the door loading a tranquilizer dart and shot the guy with it. "Now time to get you to the government and collect that bounty."

[Cora Leera]

Cora looked around, halting to a stop. This didn't look like a good side of town. It was intriguing, sure, but she didn't want to get into any trouble without a weapon. Thinking of going back, she began to turn around but, there was a feeling in the pit of her stomach so she didn't, someone or something was watching her. Cora looked around, first the dream and now this, she wondered why her luck sucked.
She heard a noise and suddenly there were more people outside then just her. She turned around to see the guy who asked her to sit with him holding a type of gun to a man who landed in front of a cloaked person. This was something that didn't want be involved in, and when the guy with the gun shot the person the gun was aimed at, she really knew that it was best for her to leave or try to.
She looked around again, taking a few steps backward before stopping, she didn't want to be seen as a coward but, this was none of her business. She shouldn't stay any longer. Then a thought came to her, she probably couldn't leave, that feeling of being watched was probably from one of the men that she now sees. If she tried, and her theory was correct she could get hurt or there would just be a lot of questions. One of the two, of course there were many other things that could happen but, she thought of those two only for right now. First the dream and now this, why did her luck have to be so bad?

[Dastan Imatari]

It had been some time. It wasn't every day that the force would make any waves with him giving him visions, or rather, spits of images of people. His business was to stay ahead of everything that would prove to be a help or hindrance to his organization. Sometimes that meant just going in himself, rather than sending his practicals.

He didn't slink, sneak, or keep himself hidden. He walked the streets confidently. A march with broad chest and head strong. Like a predator searching for its next prey. He wasn't wearing his normal armor plating and dark cowl and helmet. Though not far away, he kept most of his gear on his ship- The Merciless . He wore heavy clothes- dark pants with black leatheris boots, black shirt and a dark gray-green jacket. His thick belts holstered a concealed blaster beneath his jacket, as well as his lightsaber at his hip.

Striding across a street, he kept getting waves of fear, and suffering. Following them keenly toward a series of shorter buildings among taller ones. Reaching in to the force, he could feel plenty more than just the feeling that brought him here, that angst, the anxiety... now it was elevated. Like something had been happening.

Course by the repressed look at this area, and the amount of people near, it muddled his senses a bit. Stepping up to a sidewalk under a burnt out neon sign, he reached into the force one more time, sending out something of a sonar bubble. Just to sense the life forms around.

There were several tugs he felt, sensations that gave him a bit of a premonition. Like he could smell them, smell their fear. He fed on that, and drew more information from it- sensing a group of people a street away near the person his force sense kept subconsciously pulling him toward.

[Rhoden Carbine]

Rhoden watched as the bounty hunter threw a man onto the ground and shot him. Rhoden, of course, recognized him but the bounty hunter would not recognize him seeing as he was disguised. Rhoden stmbled backwards as though startled and afraid, and backed into the nearest alley, hands raised and out to his side.

Once out of sight and far enough down the alley to not be heard he turned and skidded to a halt face to face with Jorvan. "The galaxy's too small." Rhoden growled in response to the man's slightly tilted head. "Small indeed, Rhoden. The girl's either more paranoid than the normal person or she's suspicious." he responded. Rhoden, nodded and turned to head back towards the hotel but paused as he noticed a figure further down the street.

The man, for Rhoden knew his figure, his stride, his arrogance, appeared to be heading their direction. And unless Rhoden was very much mistaken, and he would be in no way upset if he was, it was more than likely that he was aware of everyone on the playing field.

Cursing to himself Rhoden gestured sharply onto the roof of the building, Jorvan nodded and the two of them proceeded silently to get up on top of it.

[Cora Leera]

Cora looked around once more, before walking into an alley, she looked from her spot to the seen that was unfolding amongst her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw another person. They weren't to close in her view and that only intrigued her more. Who was he? She didn't want to go back to her room, she wanted to see what would happen and who this other person, she couldn't exactly see, was.

At home she was shown the things her family wanted her to see and it was difficult for them because she always wanting to cross the boundaries. When her sister came a long , she fit perfectly in the little square they tried to squeeze Cora in. Cora wasn't mad about her family giving up her, it was the fact that they paid no more attention to her. So she started to rebel against every rule she ever knew but, that plan backfired because it just made them love her sister more. Sometimes she wished she could go back and fit in the perfect square that her parents gave her, but she wouldn't be Cora if she did. Now alone, she was given a new perspective to life, she was excited for the future, so why not watch something that she knew she shouldn't be watching.

Cora looked around the alley way to make sure she was alone, before setting her eyes back to the streets of the worn down city. She wondered what people loved her in the bad side of town, what were their secrets? Cora started to bite her lip nervously, wondering what would happen and if she could make it out of this part of town quickly if it got bad.

[Keas Jong]

Keas looked up as a small patrol craft came in and picked up the target and handed him a thing of credits. "Pleasure catching him for you all, let me know if you have any other people that you need brought in." They nod and take off and Keas starts walking back towards the inn he was staying at which was in a better part of the town. "Hmmm, going to need to get more supplies before the next job."

[Cora Leera]

Cora watched the guy delivered the unconscious person. From the alley she watched the person walk off, now that he walked away. She began to lose interest. Should she just walk away? But, then she looked back again and saw the person whom she saw out of the corner of her eye. Maybe he lived here in the bad side of town, he didn't look like it but, she never knew. Cora thought about walking away or staying here. She took a small step out of the ally, still shadowed from the darkness that was emitted from the alleyway. Just like the darkness she saw in her otherself in the dream. Cora took a deep breath, looking back into the ally way, then back out in front of her.

[Dastan Imatari]

It wasn't much, but Dastan felt the anxiety of a couple nearby. Not the 'scared' type of anxiety, more the type of an experienced grip over a certain amount of adrenaline. Maybe a soldier, law enforcement, or mercenary. Not something he would forget, but they weren't his concern.

His concern was the form of a young lady standing ahead of him about a block away now. He cared not for the random antics of street level bounty hunters. Frankly he knew all too well how that game was played. Before he found himself with the Order of the Sith, he started his adult life with an imperial bounty hunting license, a cheap blaster, and a pair of wristcuffs.

Though as his gait allowed him to close in slowly to the girl, he reached out into the force a last time. Specifically, to Cora. Dastan was no telepath, so instead of sending a mental vibe to her, he sent a physical one. As his form emerged from the darkness of the alley beneath a dim neon light, he would gently use the force to tug at the girl. Almost like a cold breeze blowing from behind her.

He stood, a beacon in the dim alley beneath a slowly flickering light. To get her attention, and to beckon her to him. Normally, this would probably creep a random passerby out. Though if she took the bait, and if she was indeed a force hopeful, he may have a chance for this to work.

Impulse. Curiosity. Random bouts of good luck. Generally traits of younger force hopefuls. Though if she didn't catch the drift, maybe she wasn't inquisitive and ambitious enough for the Order. Dastan did not have a wealth of research to go from here, so he'd play the game he hated more than anything. 'Patience'.

Clearly there were eyes on them from the darkness. Hopefully he wouldnt be stuck here too long. Being who he was outside of sith space tended to be more dangerous than usual. Despite his pride and arrogance of who he was, he tried not to daftly announce himself.