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Arani sits up and rubs her bruised head. She stares into the darkness. "I'm here," she says. Then, after a moment she adds, "Whose hand is that?"

Watching this, Arani visibly swells with pride. Seeing Vor'en get this far into the conversation without hitting anyone . . . it's enough to bring a tear to her eye. ooc: It doesn't bring a tear to her eye, but it's enough to.

ooc: Must . . . resist . . . obvious joke . . . Arani casually leans up against a nearby segment of the bar, and just as casually rests her hand on her blaster. She gives Vor'en a little nod, and quietly adds, "Enjoy yourself." ooc: Whatever happens, nobody start dancing. :p

Starcrossed hasn't been shown in the States yet. It's supposed to be shown on May 29th.

Have I missed something? I think the Poly crowd in this thread have been pretty restrained, especially in the face of all the "I dance on Polyhedron's grave" posts.

Waldorf.

Arani raises an eyebrow at Vor'en's sudden initiative, but permits herself to be led.

Arani throws her arms around Rorworr, then smiles up at him. "Have I mentioned yet how happy I am to see you? It's been much too long." She then disentangles herself from the Wookiee, and faces the group. "Now that's settled, let's go to the bar."

"I will do my best to keep bowing to a minimum. And when the mission's over, Rory, I will make it up to you."

"Okay. Even without the bowcaster sighting, a free Wookiee wandering around in an area with this much Imperial presence is going to attract attention. So I was thinking, well. . . what if you weren't a free Wookiee?" Arani frowns. "Look, I don't like the idea of you pretending to be a slave...

Arani grins. "I've got an address. Right by the spaceport, so we'll be returning to the scene of the crime." She turns to Rorworr. "Rory, they'll probably be looking for a Wookiee. I've got an idea for a cover story, but you're not going to like it."

"Deel's message only said it was near the spaceport. I suggest we ditch the truck and look for a local directory." ooc: Phonebooks - in SPACE!!!!!

Depends on where you're measuring from. Water deep, mountain high.

"Terrific." Arani braces herself with one hand, and pulls out her blaster with the other.

Arani sits quietly next to Vor'en in the back of the truck. She's ready to spring into diplomatic action if necessary, but for now, she waits, fiddling with her datapad. Finally she turns to Dorn and prepares to speak, but then changes her mind.

I'm not sure what to say. Reports of the brutal efficiency of the Jedi Purge have been greatly exaggerated. Palpatine missed at least two, and since those two were both people that I personally went to school with, odds are there are more survivors out there somewhere. Even on a purely...

Kind of. The next fantasy game I run will use BESM d20 as the engine, and BESM d20 has rules for construct pc's out of the box. I'll be using BESM rules, the physical appearence and some of the flavor text from the Warforged, and more flavor text and the name from the Mannikins of FFG's Mythic...

Yay! Looks super nifty.

"At a bar, of course. The Labyrinthine something. Libation. The Labyrinthine Libation. Let's go." Arani heads for the nearest truck and gets in. ooc: I'm assuming we want someone with a pilot skill higher than 1 to drive.

Thank you. I'm very flattered. No one's ever sigged me before. :D