(While it does say Open, I'd like to keep this thread maxed at 4 total players please! Just trying to have a faster turnover rate is all!)
Brahe nonchalantly leaned against a nearby wall, browsing his data pad. The objective of this little endeavor was nothing less than the full pursuit of what we all knew as the game.
The game. You either had copious amounts of game, or you had no game at all. Or perhaps you had some game, but didn't know how to fully unlock one's own potential?
What game, you say? Well of course, the oldest game in the book! The game of wooing an attractive person!
And this is EXACTLY what Brahe had come here to do. He had matched with a girl on a dating app that had become rather popular in this region of space, nevemind that the app was likely being run on Huttese syndicate money. For the young padawan, that was an irrelevant detail- the Hutts had their slimy hands in damn near everything regarding the economy anyway. So there he leaned, expecting the girl to meet him. Master Mi'la might have thought Brahe was asleep at this hour, but no! The call of romance trumped all!
Of course, it being a rather....uncharacteristic thing for a Jedi to do, Brahe had showed up alone, not mentioning to ANYONE why he was here. Little did he realize, that Master Mi'la more than likely knew that Brahe was up to no good, and had sent her new, second padawan looking for him. She knew Brahe's typical meeting spots, so it wasn't a stretch for her to be able to find him here....
The city air was of a moderate temperature- the sheer scale of Coruscant's sprawling metropolis providing a steady climate through artificially controlled means. But nevertheless, Brahe braced himself for the cold. At this level, many of Coruscant's winds buffeted the balconies occasionally, creating a degree of coldness. But it was a prime location to meet a girl at- after all, it had a beautiful view of the city. What more could a hopeless romantic wish for?
When will you be here? He wrote on his data pad, sending the message to the other party.
Brahe nonchalantly leaned against a nearby wall, browsing his data pad. The objective of this little endeavor was nothing less than the full pursuit of what we all knew as the game.
The game. You either had copious amounts of game, or you had no game at all. Or perhaps you had some game, but didn't know how to fully unlock one's own potential?
What game, you say? Well of course, the oldest game in the book! The game of wooing an attractive person!
And this is EXACTLY what Brahe had come here to do. He had matched with a girl on a dating app that had become rather popular in this region of space, nevemind that the app was likely being run on Huttese syndicate money. For the young padawan, that was an irrelevant detail- the Hutts had their slimy hands in damn near everything regarding the economy anyway. So there he leaned, expecting the girl to meet him. Master Mi'la might have thought Brahe was asleep at this hour, but no! The call of romance trumped all!
Of course, it being a rather....uncharacteristic thing for a Jedi to do, Brahe had showed up alone, not mentioning to ANYONE why he was here. Little did he realize, that Master Mi'la more than likely knew that Brahe was up to no good, and had sent her new, second padawan looking for him. She knew Brahe's typical meeting spots, so it wasn't a stretch for her to be able to find him here....
The city air was of a moderate temperature- the sheer scale of Coruscant's sprawling metropolis providing a steady climate through artificially controlled means. But nevertheless, Brahe braced himself for the cold. At this level, many of Coruscant's winds buffeted the balconies occasionally, creating a degree of coldness. But it was a prime location to meet a girl at- after all, it had a beautiful view of the city. What more could a hopeless romantic wish for?
When will you be here? He wrote on his data pad, sending the message to the other party.