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  1. Blythe

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    Wearing her designer dress, Blythe waited for Siris to arrive. She had asked him to meet at a semi-reputable clothing store that was close to the Reeking Reek, but not too close. They could walk the rest of the way, which was much safer than taking a taxi or driving there.

    She had tried on several garments while waiting but was about ready to leave, so she was about ready for Siris to arrive. Although she wasn't wanting to go because she as tired of the store. No, she'd liked a few dresses, a couple hats, a dozen skirts and some jewelry but she didn't have anyone to bring it back to her place. And she was about to go attempt to wipe out a cult.

    While Siris was sometimes a jerk, he was a useful jerk. He was an asset like non other and she needed to clear that bounty off his head. There were many reasons why she wanted to—the most important though, at least to her, was to pay him back for all his help. There was no way she'd be thriving like this without him.

    Coming out of a change room, she ran her hands through her hair, then pulled her hair to one side. Combing her hands through her hair to combat any fluff made from putting on and taking off tops. She contemplated going to the entrance of the store and waiting for Siris there, but shrugged and decided to go back to the skirt section and let Siris find her.

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  2. Siris

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    Siris wasn't that sure why they were meeting at a clothing store but it was close enough to their target that he was willing to show up. They were "here" because the Lorda wanted a local cult to be taken care of. What interested Siris though was that the cult was ran by a Dark Jedi like him. He didn't know if that was actually true or not but he doubted the Hutt would lie to him and he knew their spies were some of the best. Siris had never heard of this cult and the Exile who ran it but it peaked his interest considerably. He wondered who the man/woman was that was the leader but they would soon find out and there was no reason to think about it then as he finally reached the front door of the clothing store.

    As he entered, there were a couple of people walking around and examining clothes but he couldn't find Blythe. A woman walked up to him and asked if he needed help but Siris just pushed past her and reached out with his senses. He soon discovered that Blythe was in the skirt section and he made his way over there. "That one," Siris suggested from behind her, pointing at the black one with a few intricate designs on it. She wouldn't have heard him move and it was as if he just suddenly appeared behind her as he crossed his arms over his chest.

    His gaze then went back to Blythe as he asked,
    "Are you ready to go Blythe?" Siris was naturally sketched out about most things and each passing second he felt like the cult would discover they were after them. He had been like that since he was born and that's why he always chose to skip the pleasantries and go straight to business. But the cult couldn't have known that Blythe and Siris were sent after it because they had just received the mission from the Lorda only a few days ago and it would hard for Siris to believe that the Lorda would tell the cult they were coming. Siris leaned against the small pillar in the shop and crossed his arms as he waited for Blythe to finish.

    They really had all the time in the world to do this and even though he asked if she was ready to go, he didn't mind if he would have to wait. The cult wouldn't be moving anytime soon and Siris did owe Blythe for managing to call a meeting with the Hutt and help in making the deal to remove his bounty. Siris could manage to wait in the store for Blythe if she wanted to continue but he didn't know if he would be that much help if she decided to start asking him fashion question.
     
  3. Blythe

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    "Hey miss, would you like to try some of our neighbors coffee?" one of the stores employees asked, offering a tray with little tester cups filled with the warm, steamy liquid. Blythe tipped her head, thinking for a second before deciding. "Sure, why not?" Surely no one was trying to kill her here with poisoned coffee, right? She picked up one cup, smiled at the employee then took a nice, long sip. Which was basically the entire thing.

    Blythe nearly jumped out of her skin when Siris seemly came out of nowhere. Letting out a little squeak and spitting out all of the coffee at the same time. She spun on her heels to face him with a shocked and annoyed look. One of her hands came up over her heart as she let out a breath she had been holding and said, "Jerk!" Then she went to give him a good smack on his chest, and whether or not she was successful she'd add, "Don't scare me like that!" While she was still somewhat scared of Siris in general, the smack was more of an unconscious reaction, something she didn't really think through.

    After she got a hold of herself she shook her head and smiled softly, finding it slightly funny although hopefully no one saw her get coffee on some of the skirts. Now she was curious about which one he had suggested and followed his point to the black skirt, only replying with a, "I suppose I'm ready but.." when he asked if she was ready. Grabbing it and pressing it against her hips to examine herself in the mirror, wondering if it was actually a good pick. Then she got an idea that made her smirk, turning back to Siris she held up the skirt in front of her. "Did you mean 'that one' for me or for yourself?"
     
  4. Siris

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    His eyebrow arched as he jumped with a little squeak, not really expecting that from the notorious gang leader. Siris could only smirk at her calling him a jerk before attempting to slap his chest. Before it could reach however, his hand moved like a blur and it caught it mid-slap with his fingers wrapped around her wrist. "Don't be scared so easily." He countered back before dropping her and crossing his arms over his chest. After picking out the one he selected and comparing it against her hip, he thought that would really be the extent of her shopping before she turned around and asking him if he also meant it for himself. Siris just shook his head before pushing off the support, "Let's go Blythe." Siris was willing to stay for a couple of minutes at most but not to try clothing for him.


    Whether she bought the skirt or not he made his way outside, breathing in the air before she finally joined them. Siris didn't waste another second, heading down the street and further into the city. The Exile that led this cult didn't seem to mind being out the open, Siris able to track his signature quite easily even through the city. Either the cult leader hadn't come across his kind or he's been left undisturbed for so long that it didn't matter to him if people knew he was there. They didn't really have much to go on about this cult, the Hutt just telling the two of them what sector it was in before just sending them off to go take care of it by themselves. Siris had no idea what to expect, a group of worshippers that want to burn down everything or just some peaceful gatherers who just want to preach about the Dark Side and its power.

    After a few minutes of walking, they were nearing the poorer parts of Nar Shadda, trash littered everywhere with abandoned and old speeders laying on the side of the road. A few people were stripping off pieces of it, salvaging whatever they could to make some decent credits. Siris would know, he used to be and do the same thing as them. The group glanced at Siris and Blythe as they passed, assessing if they were a threat or competition. When they realized they weren't both they just returned back to their work. They would finally arrive at a run-down building, clearly abandoned with some windows shattered and graffiti-marked all along the sides. It would have looked like any other building around their but the place reeked in the Dark Side and the Exile could easily sense it.

    Siris had suppressed his signature the entire time they walked there, giving the Exile cult no clue that the two of them were outside of their gathering. Blythe would see Siris just stare right at the building as if burning a hole through a gaze and peering on what was happening inside. "I don't know what to expect, but do not show weakness. They will prey on it." Siris knew Blythe's experience with the Exiles weren't the greatest and that was the best warning he could give before stepping into a nest. With that said, Siris didn't wait for her reply if she had one as he stepped forward and entered.