Logged: March 13, 2001
Logged by: Borealis
Titled: Anyone Want a Card?
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Characters - 
Borealis 
Alynne 
Terrick 

Crystal Tower  
This is one of the famed residential towers, home to a small portion 
of the Coruscant population. The lobby seems clean and well kept, and a pair 
of security guards is seated behind a metal desk observing those entering 
the building. Elevators across the lobby are in constant motion, 
transporting residents and guests to their designated floors. 

Borealis 
The human you observe seems slight of build and on the short side at 5"6" 
and roughly 30 standard years of age. His build is that of desk jock and not 
the athletic variety. His face is comely enough and fastidious attention 
seems to be paid to his hygiene. His sandy brown hair is of a stylish mid 
length cut and he has close-cropped mustache and beard. Large brown soulful 
eyes look out on the world and his fine Corellian nose give him quite the 
aristocratic look. His movements are quick and bird like as if releasing 
pent up mental energies. 

Today he has donned an outer Caftan of course beige belted with a wide 
leather belt that sports various technical gadgetry. His feet are found in 
sandals that cover most of his flesh and are soled for gripped walking. 
Beneath the outer smock he wears a tunic of brown and jerkins of like color. 
An inner belt cinches the tunic to his slim waist and carries belt pouch of 
more personal items. 

Alynne 
Standing before you is a woman who appears to be in her late 20's early 
30's. She stands to be about 5'10" and seems quite confident and sincere in 
her movements. Her physical appearance isn't what you would call beautiful, 
rather average actually. However, it's the way she handles herself that 
makes her attractive. Her hair is brownish in color, though it appears to be 
somewhat sun bleached and is cut short. Her hair parts on the left side and 
sweeps across her forehead in a slight feathery style. Her skin is tanned as 
if someone who has worked in out under a sun for quite sometime. She's thin 
with an athletic build, and is currently wearing a stylish tan pantsuit with 
a lighter colored robe clasped at her neck. Her pants are tucked into a pair 
of black leather boots. She has a seeming age of experience within her grey 
blue eyes, and a look of undeniable intelligence behind them. 

Terrick 
Before you is a man who appears in his late 20's. He stands at 6'0" and 
seems aware of something invisible in his surroundings. He has determination 
written in his ice blue eyes, and carries himself well. His face is rigid 
but smooth and well tanned. He has black hair cut short with the traditional 
padawan tail flowing down to his lower back. His complex tan and his build 
rather muscular from large sums of physical labor you'd guess. He is dressed 
in a simple dress of white and brown robes, brown knee-high leather boots 
and a long baggy brown cloak. 

Alynne has a set of bags next to her, and one hanging off her shoulder. She 
stands patiently glancing between the entryway to the elevator each time she 
hears a door open or close, its almost as if she's waiting for someone. She 
seems a little out of place for the area, having tanned skin and if one 
looked close, a bit of grime or grease beneath her fingernails. 

Cards, cards so many cards...Boris juggled several data cards trying not to 
drop any, pink one, red one, white one, orange one. He steps into the lobby 
and look dauntingly at the lift, "I suppose that takes a card too?" His 
Corellian is a bit accented. 

A Pair of Republic Security officers walk into the Complex followed by A 
robed Figure, Terrick smiled to himself as he went to work on a few things. 
The group slowly made their way over to Alynne and handed her a keycard as 
they saluted and turned to hold post at the door. Terrick took a step 
forward removing his hood handing Alynne a small packet, "Here you go.. your 
visas and passports.. etc.." he looked toward the desk, "Your on the suite 
floor.." he chuckled a moment, "Its a floor down below the Senate quarters 
pretty well guarded.. you will have to present the ID in the envelope there." 

Alynne glances over at Boris and grins lightly at his comment, she offers 
him a shrug and opens her hands as if she didn't know. About that time the 
door opens and Terrick with his entourage enters. She blinks as the two men 
hand her a keycard, then Terrick gives her a packet. The comment of the man 
seems more understandable now as she's told that she'll need a card for this 
and a card for that to live here. She shakes her head and replies, "This all 
seems so complicated" though the sound of living in a suite seems quite 
appealing to her, so she ads, "but I'm sure I can figure it all out." 

Borealis knew it! He rolls his eyes as Terrick points out where the card 
gets inserted though he seems to sober up some as the lobby floods with the 
pair of officers. He clumsily swallows his nerves fraying slightly at the 
edges. "It sounds complicated to me too." He tries to offer in solid voice 
though it does quiver some. "They put all the new people over here?" He asks 
looking out a window at the great height of these towers. 

Terrick chuckles and pats Alynne on the back, "Oh its not that hard my 
friend but it will take some time as it did me.." he turned over to Borealis 
and eyed him carefully, "This is a republic housing area sir.. it takes some 
level of clearance to stay here I assure you new people.. are not very often 
found here.." he smiled tiring to help answer his question best as he could 
understand it. 

Alynne glances over at Borealis again; she smiles lightly then turns her 
attention back to Terrick as he assures her. She nods lightly looking down 
at the card, then into the packet to see what's there. "Visa's huh? That 
mean I'm supposed to be a permanent resident here on Coruscant?" she asks 
Terrick curiously while she goes through the other objects in the packet. "I 
didn't ask for this you know. All I wanted was to get my dream job. I don't 
want to stay in one place all the time. You know that Terrick." 

Borealis looks again at the guards...was this a military matter he'd 
stumbled into careful now Boris tread light. "Are there un-republic housing 
area?" He asks fairly sure that folk living in the republic would be, well, 
of the Republic. "It does seem a nice place though if a bit complicated. 
Always room for improvement I guess." He's been speaking in general but now 
addresses Alynne specifically, "Chaining you down are they?" He smirks it is 
a tease, really. 

Terrick smirks at Borealis and turns to Alynne smiling warmly, "You will 
achieve your dream but for the time being we need you to hold fast, a 
permanent residence doesn't keep one from traveling I will be a example of 
that. I live here but I have been just about everywhere doing something or 
another.." he chuckled slightly, "And with the help of the Council we can 
see you as a Chief Technical Advisor on a major scouting vessel.." he 
chuckled. 

Alynne watches the exchange between Boris and Terrick, when Boris addresses 
her she raises a hand and scratches just behind her ear muttering, "I'm 
kinda wondering that myself". Then as Terrick tries hard to reassure her 
again, she can't help but lift a brow, "Chief Technical advisor?" she 
laughs, "That's an awful tall name for a person of my nature, or is that 
just a fancy way of saying Mechanic?" 

Borealis perks in interest as he hears the word 'council' and 'scout ship' 
"Oh you are sooo lucky!" He pours, "That is a dream job isn't it? You must 
be a mechanic?" He bows stiffly as if from where he is from that is formal. 
"I am Boris Borealis, star ship engineer. And jealous too." He smirks. 

Terrick shakes his head slowly and studies of Borealis both on the surface 
and with the force he shook his head ignoring him for a moment, "I am sure 
you could have almost any job you want for cooperating with the Jedi 
Council. Maybe you will even work Master Hamilton and myself. Even the Jedi 
need ships to get them where we need to go." he chuckled. Then turned back 
to Borealis appraising him a moment, "Now good sir Boris is it? What are you 
hiding from us?" he said rather jovial and with a smile, "Perhaps we could 
grab a drink and exchange some stories." 

Alynne gives a hesitant laugh at the sudden attention from the man Boris. 
She nods to him briefly as he introduces himself to her, "I'm just a simple 
mechanic, that's _all_ I am. Never been much of anything else, don't know 
why I'm getting all this special treatment other than perhaps my lucky charm 
is bringing me luck after all" she says patting a pouch upon her side. 
Glancing back at Terrick she lifts a brow, "Working with both you and that 
man Alex?" it peeks her interest. She had become fond of Terrick these days, 
and he has made her feel a bit special with all the visits he's made to 
Corellia to visit her. "You mean I would get to go wherever you go?" she 
asks with perhaps a bit too much hope in her voice. 

Hiding? What a curious turn of phrase. Boris was of course, from his 
Mistress Talon. If she were to find out he'd wandered from his task there 
would be pain beyond pleasure to pay. He looks again at the two officers 
still not sure what their function in establishing Alynne is. "I would like 
to hear more about this dream job and serving the council, that's like 
important stuff. You must have some powerful necromantic charm if you claim 
to be simple." He hasn't realized his slip of the dark word. "The three of 
us then?" He tries to include Alynne in the invite. 

Terrick chuckled and patted Alynne on the back, "If you ask the right people 
for the right position you get it.." he turned to Boris he rubbed his chin 
truly an interesting person his mind was clouded and he couldn't truly read 
him but he knew better than to mix business and pleasure, "Now now Boris... 
Business and pleasure aren't to be mixed you haven't told us much of 
anything About yourself..." 

Alynne laughs and shakes her head, "Oh no, I'm no one of importance really. 
I was dirt poor and still am." She pinches her clothing and pulls it out for 
emphasis, "Would an important person be wearing rags like these?" She's just 
about to reply to the invite when Terrick interrupts. She smiles and knows 
that Terrick knows best when it comes to taking up offers from strangers. 

Borealis furrows his brow in confusion at Terrick's cryptic comment 
business, it was his pleasure and he was the one that had given his name 
profession and declared himself new to Coruscant these others had not even 
given him their names and it was only by eaves dropping that he knew what 
Alynne was to be..."Me? Why I don't even know your name master...mistress." 
He does end up dropping the pink card and this flusters him. He bends to get 
it dropping the yellow pair of cards in the process it becoming almost 
comical. He lowers to his knees to gather them up. "Well it looks like your 
fate is changing." 

Terrick studies Borealis further and his eyes widened slightly recognizing 
him, "I am Terrick Seth... and I have seen you before walking behind a dark 
cloaked women.. come now why would a Mistress let her servant boy run amuck 
on a planet 4 parsecs away from where he was." he took a few steps forward 
looking over the cards that had fallen toward the ground, "If you are 
looking for a place to stay I suggest you take the shuttle a couple levels 
down." he motioned to a pair of guards, "Show this one where he might find a 
hotel or such." The guards slowly stepped forward. 

Alynne replies as she just about kneels to the ground to help the man out 
with picking up his cards, "It must be to have brought me to this place" but 
before she gets to the ground, Terrick makes his claim. She immediately 
halts herself, then rights back into a standing position. With the tone in 
Terrick's voice, she takes a step behind him, peeking out around his 
shoulder at this man Boris that Terrick has seemed to recognize. Could these 
people who wanted to harm her, have followed her from Corellia to do just 
that? All sorts of questions run through her mind as she asks Terrick, "You 
know this man?" 

Under arrest! Boris' eyes sow panic as Terrick calls the officers to escort 
him off. He knew what that meant and was usually a one-way trip, "No 
please!" there is clear begging in his voice as if desperate. "I think I am 
in the right place..." He fans the cards for Terrick. "I think these are 
from the council I think they invited mistress and myself to lodge during 
the negotiations..." He is nearly in panic looking fearfully at the guards. 
"Are we not your guests… your council..." 

Terrick waves his hand as the guards stops, "hmmm Who is this mistress and 
what kind of negotiations are you looking toward?" he rubbed his chin 
sliding his hand under his cloak and around his light sabers he turned 
toward Alynne, "Perhaps you can take your luggage to your room and get 
everything put away and when you are ready I will show you the Senate 
Chambers and such in a few hours..." he turned his attention back to Boris 
as he awaited some good answers. 

Alynne watches the poor man Boris practically grovels before Terrick. 
Clinging upon Terrick's arm for the feeling of security more than anything 
else, she watches the exchange a bit nervously. As Terrick turns towards her 
and suggests she go up to her room, she nods lightly, eyes flicking back 
towards Boris as she moves back to pick up her bags with slow and deliberate 
movements. It seems as though her eyes are glued to Boris, almost 
apprehensive as to what will happen next. Soon as her hands feel the bags, 
she grapples the smaller and slings it over her shoulder, while she takes up 
the two larger ones heading to the elevator. Her eyes go back to Terrick as 
she presses the button. 

Borealis stammers having no clear path of answer to give, "I know not who 
you are.. it is not for me to tell what business the Jedi council and my 
mistress discuss. I am Boris Borealis, Engineer from Korriban here on 
mission of diplomacy, please! I have not meant to trespass..." His sorrowful 
eyes desperately seek Alynne's as if looking for ally for sympathy. "I 
meant no harm, is this not where we were meant to lodge?!" His hands quiver 
holding the cards out still for Terrick to view. 

Terrick looks over the cards and shrugs waving toward the cards, "Keep him 
out of that ladies way and make sure he doesn't go exploring the Towers..." 
he turned back to Alynne and decided to follow suit. He removed his heavy 
cloak and threw it over his shoulder and his light sabers were in clear view 
as he slowly made his way into the elevator. He looked right at Borealis, 
"No trouble we are watching you." 

Alynne blinks lightly, Korriban? She vaguely recalls someone saying 
something about that planet, but can't recall what. She shakes it off and 
just offers Boris an apologetic shrug. Shortly later the doors to the 
elevator opens and as Alynne gathers up her bags once more she notices 
Terrick following behind. A smile can't help but creep along her lips for 
she truly does have her own personal escort, and him being a Jedi to boot. 
She moves on into the elevator and holds it open until Terrick enters. Once 
inside she releases the button and as the doors close, she offers a wave to 
the man Boris before the barrier interrupts her view. 

Borealis gulps feeling unsure about just what his status is now, talon would 
claw him for sure. He looks at his two watchers and then at the elevator 
door that closes and returns a friendly wave to Alynne. It was a pretty cool 
job. His mind bends again to his cards and the plasteel map in the lobby 
trying to figure out just where he is and where it is he is supposed to be 
going the Incom offices would have to wait. He was shadowed now. 

**CURTAIN**