The City of Theed, the Planet of Naboo
High above the capital city of Theed, the sun was beginning to set. It was one of the brightest sunsets Atris had ever witnessed, and she found it hard to tear her eyes away from the colorful sky. As the sky darkened and the city began to cast long shadows, the Jedi realized just how well-lit Theed was. Fairy lights hung from nearly every building, draped across balconies and street lights. Atris leaned against the stone railing of the arching bridge and stared down into the canal below her. The combination of the setting sun and the city's lights created a vibrant reflection of color on the water's surface.
A mother duck swam below, her ducklings closely following her every move. Atris watched the ducks until they disappeared beneath the bridge, unable to stop the smile that spread across her lips.
Theed was beautiful. It was certainly a far cry from the city of Mos Eisley, where she had grown up. Since becoming a Jedi Knight, most of her time had been spent in the Outer-Rim. This was her first time visiting the Mid-Rim planet of Naboo, but she was already enamoured with the planet and happy the counsel had seen fit to send her on this mission.
Had she not been on a mission, Atris was positive she could get lost in this place, spend the whole day wandering every street and plain. Perhaps there would be an opportunity for that some other time, but tonight was not that time.
Daymar Rikil was a member of Naboo's Royal Advisory Council, a position that he was apt to remind you of. A pompous and arrogant man by all accounts, he was the sort of politician that Atris would probably avoid under any other circumstances.
Rikil was hosting a lavish gala within the halls of his mansion, scheduled to begin in just a few minutes. Outside of his mansion, Atris could already see guests beginning to arrive. The event was the talk of the town, its purpose to showcase Rikil's personal collection of treasures and priceless artifacts, a collection he had spent decades and lots of credits amassing.
Only one of these artifacts was of interest to the Jedi: an ornate necklace, reportedly an ancient Jedi relic of old. Rikil had, reluctantly, granted the Jedi permission to study the relic, but only after he had showcased it at his party.
Atris, along with another Jedi she had yet to meet, were both assigned to keep a watchful eye on the gala and make sure that everything transpired according to plan. The necklace was, after all, a "sitting duck" as it were. Rikil was confident that his private security would be able to handle the affair, but he had agreed to the Jedi's presence, nevertheless.
It was dark now. Atris' contact would be here any moment.
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A mother duck swam below, her ducklings closely following her every move. Atris watched the ducks until they disappeared beneath the bridge, unable to stop the smile that spread across her lips.
Theed was beautiful. It was certainly a far cry from the city of Mos Eisley, where she had grown up. Since becoming a Jedi Knight, most of her time had been spent in the Outer-Rim. This was her first time visiting the Mid-Rim planet of Naboo, but she was already enamoured with the planet and happy the counsel had seen fit to send her on this mission.
Had she not been on a mission, Atris was positive she could get lost in this place, spend the whole day wandering every street and plain. Perhaps there would be an opportunity for that some other time, but tonight was not that time.
Daymar Rikil was a member of Naboo's Royal Advisory Council, a position that he was apt to remind you of. A pompous and arrogant man by all accounts, he was the sort of politician that Atris would probably avoid under any other circumstances.
Rikil was hosting a lavish gala within the halls of his mansion, scheduled to begin in just a few minutes. Outside of his mansion, Atris could already see guests beginning to arrive. The event was the talk of the town, its purpose to showcase Rikil's personal collection of treasures and priceless artifacts, a collection he had spent decades and lots of credits amassing.
Only one of these artifacts was of interest to the Jedi: an ornate necklace, reportedly an ancient Jedi relic of old. Rikil had, reluctantly, granted the Jedi permission to study the relic, but only after he had showcased it at his party.
Atris, along with another Jedi she had yet to meet, were both assigned to keep a watchful eye on the gala and make sure that everything transpired according to plan. The necklace was, after all, a "sitting duck" as it were. Rikil was confident that his private security would be able to handle the affair, but he had agreed to the Jedi's presence, nevertheless.
It was dark now. Atris' contact would be here any moment.
@ModernMarvel
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