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<blockquote data-quote="Binder Fred" data-source="post: 6029874" data-attributes="member: 63746"><p><span style="color: SandyBrown">(Inside)</span></p><p></p><p>The besalisk (wisely?) chooses to ignore the tone - and her expression - to focus instead on immediate results: she's in! <span style="color: Plum">"Let's gaw, Darius man!"</span> Lower left hand raised his way in warning, <span style="color: Plum">"But like I said, right: <em>discretely</em>. Sra?"</span> And he waves her forward towards the door, the memory of his departing hands still warm against her back.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: SandyBrown">(On the way)</span></p><p></p><p><em>What?</em> asks Sloor's puzzled/distracted frown... The 'Organa' bits? He covers the sound pickup for an instant, smiling with somewhat grim humour himself. <span style="color: Plum">"Make you feel any better?"</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Gray"><Response Darius?></span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: SandyBrown">(After the O'keefe call)</span></p><p>[OOC]Took the liberty of changing the venue for your post a little Songdragon (see below). Hope you don't mind? It makes for easier group conversation and you did say "As they depart the Hutt's palace". <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" />[/OOC]</p><p>Sloor slows as they near the side-door opening, pries the thick metal slab open ever so gently (thank frek Darga hasn't cut down too much on the all-important door-oiling budget!) and then jerkily peers out across the sun-flooded stone floor of Darga's front court... No trace of the imperials (although with luck that dust just settling is them), but TB's right there, gliding back towards the main gate, with a gray-coloured speeder pulling out of its spot to the left - and Mack is at the helm! <span style="color: Plum">"Let's gaw!"</span></p><p></p><p>Sloor resist the overwhelming urge to run, or even trot -- wouldn't want to send alarm signals to anybody watching (and this *is* a frecsing Hutt's front door, after all). So it seems like an eternity later, much longer than his entire trip down the palace corridors, when he finally manages to tap his fingers on the sidedoor's wind-screen - warning Mack he's coming in - before sliding into the back seat (less chances of his less-than-common form being spotted there, he figures). </p><p></p><p><span style="color: Plum">"And we're here... Status?"</span> Frek. Mack-ese *again*?</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Gray"><Response Mack?></span></p><p></p><p>As she slides in from the other side, </p><p></p><p>Well, it's true the jedi didn't support her much back there at the room... But she's hit the heart of it there: it's a frekking *deep* pit they're walking! Sloor swivels her way, upper arm over the tacky back rest, free(er) to talk now: <span style="color: Plum">"Saw you dan't think she has the infaw we want?"</span></p><p></p><p><span style="color: Gray"><Response Mir, any?></span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Binder Fred, post: 6029874, member: 63746"] [COLOR="SandyBrown"](Inside)[/COLOR] The besalisk (wisely?) chooses to ignore the tone - and her expression - to focus instead on immediate results: she's in! [COLOR="Plum"]"Let's gaw, Darius man!"[/COLOR] Lower left hand raised his way in warning, [COLOR="Plum"]"But like I said, right: [I]discretely[/I]. Sra?"[/COLOR] And he waves her forward towards the door, the memory of his departing hands still warm against her back. [COLOR="SandyBrown"](On the way)[/COLOR] [I]What?[/I] asks Sloor's puzzled/distracted frown... The 'Organa' bits? He covers the sound pickup for an instant, smiling with somewhat grim humour himself. [COLOR="Plum"]"Make you feel any better?"[/COLOR] [COLOR="Gray"]<Response Darius?>[/COLOR] [COLOR="SandyBrown"](After the O'keefe call)[/COLOR] [OOC]Took the liberty of changing the venue for your post a little Songdragon (see below). Hope you don't mind? It makes for easier group conversation and you did say "As they depart the Hutt's palace". :)[/OOC] Sloor slows as they near the side-door opening, pries the thick metal slab open ever so gently (thank frek Darga hasn't cut down too much on the all-important door-oiling budget!) and then jerkily peers out across the sun-flooded stone floor of Darga's front court... No trace of the imperials (although with luck that dust just settling is them), but TB's right there, gliding back towards the main gate, with a gray-coloured speeder pulling out of its spot to the left - and Mack is at the helm! [COLOR="Plum"]"Let's gaw!"[/COLOR] Sloor resist the overwhelming urge to run, or even trot -- wouldn't want to send alarm signals to anybody watching (and this *is* a frecsing Hutt's front door, after all). So it seems like an eternity later, much longer than his entire trip down the palace corridors, when he finally manages to tap his fingers on the sidedoor's wind-screen - warning Mack he's coming in - before sliding into the back seat (less chances of his less-than-common form being spotted there, he figures). [COLOR="Plum"]"And we're here... Status?"[/COLOR] Frek. Mack-ese *again*? [COLOR="Gray"]<Response Mack?>[/COLOR] As she slides in from the other side, Well, it's true the jedi didn't support her much back there at the room... But she's hit the heart of it there: it's a frekking *deep* pit they're walking! Sloor swivels her way, upper arm over the tacky back rest, free(er) to talk now: [COLOR="Plum"]"Saw you dan't think she has the infaw we want?"[/COLOR] [COLOR="Gray"]<Response Mir, any?>[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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