Thu Mar 08, 2012 10:18 am by Darth Kitchen Wench
*It felt so strange being back her once more, though the reasons I had come back were alluding me, the one thing I knew for sure was that I had to needed to be here and I needed to be here now.
I left my ship in the hanger bay and began my walk along the streets, my stride was slow and pensive, my brow furrowed as my lavender eyes cast over the streets, not taking in the sites that surrounded me, but the faces, the faces of every passer by, every business person that sat behind the windows of the buildings I passed.
The reason I had been drawn continued to elude me, I flicked my raven hair back over my shoulders and tucked the loose strands behind my ears as I looked inwardly, focusing once more upon that feeling, maybe if I just focused more clearly, paid more attention to it, it would guide me.
For several hours I kept this up and nothing, my feet were beginning to ache, my mouth was dry and with the many symphonic notes coming from my stomach, I am sure it thought my throat had been cut, I turned off the main road through the centre of the city and made my way down a side street, Down toward the bottom of the street and down a side alley off to the left was an inn, it was quiet, not the cleanest by any means, but the privacy it offered made it tolerable, above was a pleasurehouse, obviously not of the higher class, it was rumoured you could enjoy a full night of pleasure for the right amount of deathsticks.
At the end of the side street, I drew upon the force and extended it outwards from me, extending to the far side the row of abandoned buildings, warehouses and slums that made up the alley, it was not out of the ordinary for many a man or woman to enter the alley and leave minus everything he carried upon him, I was not going to be one of those unlucky visitors.
My hands naturally without conscious thought, flicked back the sides of my knee length black rancor hide coat and hovered over my hips upon which my sabers sat, ready to react at the smallest hint of a disturbance.
My eyes were already upon the inn ahead and my steps carried me their faster as now the scent of various hot meals mixed with ale lingered on the air and stirred the hunger within me, the door opened at my approach and I stepped inside and shrugged my shoulders to slip the coat from me and draped it over my arm as I walked toward a booth toward the far side before draping my coat over the far end of the sticky ale marked table and slipped myself in on the accompanying bench.
As the server droid arrived, I placed down the menu and quickly gave my order of Stew, non stale bread and a mug of ale in a clean glass, I watched it move away from the table and yell for my order and lifted my datapad and comm link from my coat and checked out my messages while I waited.*
