Sun Jan 15, 2012 8:24 am by Chloro
*Outside*
*Chloro walked by once and she knew a soft target when she saw one. And typically Mandalorian. War was business and business was war, apparently. Although it looked tough, she was sure she could pretty thoroughly wreck it. And this time, there would be no mistakes, nothing to chance. A patrol walked by. Security was tightening and the first strike sucker punch window had closed. They would be looking for something now and she would give nothing to see. So, she walked on not giving a second look and saw her own reflection in one of the windows*
What an ugly face. That Jedi cant help but notice you now...
What Jedi? *She whispered back before she could control herself. If she ignored it, it would go away but she couldn't help it. And talking to oneself is a sure way to attract attention. She stepped inside a clothing shop opposite the offices of MandalMine.*
Look at the news, its all there. The big hero that saved them all. From you. They're watching and they'll find you. He'll get you...
*Chloro asked for the refresher and stepped inside to compose herself for a moment. She was shaken. It was uncanny how it knew. And it fueled her paranoia. She was sure they were watching her. They picked her up the moment she arrived and now they were waiting for the right second to swoop in a snag her. That's how the knew to stop the second blast. They had the underground movement watched and tabbed, sorted for connivence and what they had for breakfast. But they'll never catch me... She replied. It was time to go to ground.
Taking another swill of Listerine from her hip flask, she swallowed and grinned into the mirror. Then she stepped out from the refresher, walked to the clerk and exhaled at close range - giving him a whiff of minty freshness and psychotropics. And suddenly he felt the need to be very, very compliant.*
I'll need a few things....