- Joined
- Jul 21, 2015
- Messages
- 126
- Reaction score
- 15
Koda Station....as desolate and filthy as any space station could possibly get. Located deep within the armpit of the Outer Rim, it was a place unfit for someone of The Black Hag's high caliber. She was, of course a Sith Acolyte, her life far more worthy than the ignorant farmhands from the nearby planets that dotted the cantina she currently resided in.
She was seated in the far corner, a booth that was shrouded in darkness not only due to the lack of light, but of the malevolent aura that surrounded the old woman. To others, it would seem like an old woman enjoying a drink to herself in solitude, unphased by the more rowdy patrons of the establishment. They couldn't be any more wrong....
Snuggled securely in her lap was a case from this place's Senator, a figure she did not know on a personal level. Nor did she care to know him or her. That was not her concern, therefore, it was irrelevant. She had her orders, and being over eighty years old, she knew to follow them to the letter. With her face and entire body obscured by her signature black cloak, she waited patiently for a special visitor.
She was seated in the far corner, a booth that was shrouded in darkness not only due to the lack of light, but of the malevolent aura that surrounded the old woman. To others, it would seem like an old woman enjoying a drink to herself in solitude, unphased by the more rowdy patrons of the establishment. They couldn't be any more wrong....
Snuggled securely in her lap was a case from this place's Senator, a figure she did not know on a personal level. Nor did she care to know him or her. That was not her concern, therefore, it was irrelevant. She had her orders, and being over eighty years old, she knew to follow them to the letter. With her face and entire body obscured by her signature black cloak, she waited patiently for a special visitor.