Demolly Ysirath
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
- Messages
- 27
- Reaction score
- 4
Coruscant. It wasn't new to her, but she had barely explored even one sector of the planet. Now was the perfect time to rectify that. And besides, even if her father was here there was basically no chance they'd cross paths.... because she was down in the depths of the planet, in one of the more sketchy areas.
Was it dangerous? Yes. Was it a good idea? No. Did that matter to her? Not really, but the thoughts did cross her mind. She wanted to experience more and this was the place to do that. Especially since she was considering trying some spice, maybe drinking in order to get cross faded. She wasn't a stranger to spice per say, but it wasn't exactly something she thought about often, or experienced much of.
There was a rumor of some new spice called Space Dust, which Demolly wanted to try. It took some time to track down someone who, supposedly, knew a seller. She was headed to where he usually sold... supposedly. The thought that it might be some sort of scam, or trap, or Force knows what crossed her mind too. If it did end up as one, she'd deal with it. And besides it'd be a new experience, right? Getting jumped by some rando thugs while trying to buy spice to get karked up on. The idea kind of made her laugh, but it also made her feel scummy, yet the latter still didn't stop her.
She didn't look too out of place here anyway. She wasn't wearing armor, or any insignia. Nothing to tip off that she was a Sith. Instead, she had a pink feminine cut shirt and sweater, black leggings and a black skirt on. Her sweater clung her breasts and curves nicely, but it was long and loose over her hips and a little lower, hiding her lightsabers and weapons pouch.
As she got closer to where this man supposedly was, she paused for a moment to look around the narrow alleyway. A little further down she could see a, sort of, intersection, which hopefully had escape routes she could use, if she needed them. The seller was supposedly beyond that intersection, down a left path.
@Rexx
Was it dangerous? Yes. Was it a good idea? No. Did that matter to her? Not really, but the thoughts did cross her mind. She wanted to experience more and this was the place to do that. Especially since she was considering trying some spice, maybe drinking in order to get cross faded. She wasn't a stranger to spice per say, but it wasn't exactly something she thought about often, or experienced much of.
There was a rumor of some new spice called Space Dust, which Demolly wanted to try. It took some time to track down someone who, supposedly, knew a seller. She was headed to where he usually sold... supposedly. The thought that it might be some sort of scam, or trap, or Force knows what crossed her mind too. If it did end up as one, she'd deal with it. And besides it'd be a new experience, right? Getting jumped by some rando thugs while trying to buy spice to get karked up on. The idea kind of made her laugh, but it also made her feel scummy, yet the latter still didn't stop her.
She didn't look too out of place here anyway. She wasn't wearing armor, or any insignia. Nothing to tip off that she was a Sith. Instead, she had a pink feminine cut shirt and sweater, black leggings and a black skirt on. Her sweater clung her breasts and curves nicely, but it was long and loose over her hips and a little lower, hiding her lightsabers and weapons pouch.
As she got closer to where this man supposedly was, she paused for a moment to look around the narrow alleyway. A little further down she could see a, sort of, intersection, which hopefully had escape routes she could use, if she needed them. The seller was supposedly beyond that intersection, down a left path.
@Rexx