Logged on May 5, 2001 Logged by Rathe Titled: We meet again ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Characters - Rathe Terrick Seth Aris Lorn Rathe is standing among the Sith starships, studying them with keen interest. Not many people seem to be around here, and Rathe isn't really paying attention to those who are around. Emerging from the north dressed in black robes, was Terrick Seth. He seldom stayed in one place on Teta for very long, constantly exploring, his face behind the hood of his cloak masked well, his eyes move across the landing area with some interest. Upon further examination Rathe was easily spotted in the rather slow going starport. The Jedi moved slowly into that direction, only to say nothing and to stand silent some two meters away. The presence of the man is felt by Rathe, and his attention is turned onto the hooded figure. He cannot see the face of the figure, which is hidden by the hood, but takes the figure to be another Sith with few words to speak. The Barabel does, however, speak to the figure. "Greetingsssssss." Despite the hood his lips could clearly be seen and they echoed a smile toward the Barabel. Indeed he was few on words these days, he had spent most of his good conversation with the Sith, during his prolonged stay. Terrick could only look on for the longest moment.. finally he pulled his hood back to show the face of a Jedi Padawan. "Good day to you as well....I hope your travel was not too exhausting..." Rathe remembers the Padawan very well. He walks up to the Jedi and extends his clawed, scaled hand in greeting. "Not at all, Terrick, wasssssss it? I haven't sssssseen much of you lately. How have you been doing sssss?" Terrick's face remains relatively close to stone as possible, expressionless for the occasional smile, he nods slowly, "Terrick Seth..and you are not Rathe?" he adds slowly, "I have been on Teta for several days long before the Republic has come and I have been doing quite well I suppose...how does the day fair for you noble Barabel?" Rathe shrugs his shoulders nonchalantly. "It issssss doing fine. I arrived later than the ssss other repressssssentatives. Do you know ssssss where they have gone?" He stares into the stone face of the Padawan, wondering where the face he remembered from Coruscant has gone. Terrick nods slowly, "They are about the city right now I believe...the Fair Senator of Ossus was seen in the Museum...." he shrugged slowly, "Tell me do you find their ships interesting?" The Jedi posed a question, indeed the padawan that was on Coruscant so many months ago was gone, or perhaps put aside to better perform his tasks and duties. His eyes did show some fatigue, and he was in desperate need to return home, "To be honest I hope this does not take so long I am ready to return home..." Rathe nods his head, understanding how he felt, or at least, thinking he was understanding. "They are nice ssships, but I do prefer the onessssss that are closssssser to home, like the Magnificat." He takes a look upwards to where the flagship was waiting for him and the others to return. "Why were you on Teta before we sssssss decided to come?" Terrick shrugs slowly, "A story for another time...." The Jedi allowed his gaze too to move up to the stars, and he allowed his senses to reach out to feel it's presence with it's crew moving about. Indeed they were moving about and on a high alert. His eyes moved back down to the Barabel, "I hope to go up to the Flag ship today...I've never been aboard...." he smiled. Rathe nods his head lowly, not saying anything for a moment, just pondering the Jedi's new personality. "I would be sssssss happy to show you around when we return to it. It isssssss a magnificent ssship indeed." His tongue darts out of his mouth, catching the scent of Terrick, and the scent of the air around him. Terrick nods slowly, "I am confident you could arrange a shuttle today yes?" he smiled slowly. The wind had moved behind him to catch his cloak making it do a strange dance in the air. His robes behind it and his arms clearly seen in the exchange. The Jedi took a step forward to compensate for the wind, "I am sure it is a magnificent ship indeed....what is your duty aboard her?" Rathe nods his head, "I can ssssssssee if the Sssssssith will take you up there. It isssss their shuttle. I am not ssssssstationed on the ship, but on Corussssscant." He watches the robes, entranced by their rhythmic movements. Terrick nods slowly, "I am sure they will... I will speak to Master Hamilton... and Darth Bane today about it..." The Jedi smiled slowly, "Stationed on Coruscant.." he repeated slowly, "I see... what is your duty on such a world?" the Jedi enjoyed speaking with people from the core and wasn't truly interested in allowing the moment to go away. He was ready to return to the core now, to be perfectly honest. He had grown tired of this place. Rathe frowns, "I thought the Jedi'sssssss would know about the Republic Military. I am the Director of Intelligence." He looks around, not wanting anyone but the padawan to hear that. Terrick nods slowly, "I am not told much friend... I am usually on mission elsewhere and do not keep up with politics or such, never had the time... but I will be making the time once I return to Coruscant myself..." The Jedi smiled slowly. Some hints of his humanity was seen only for a brief moment. The Jedi turned his gaze again to the stars and studied sky for a moment, "How long should we expect to stay?" Rathe shakes his head slowly, "I'm not sure exactly. It sssshouldn't be more than a weeksssssss time though. Of coursssssse we are waiting for the Jedi leader sssss to arrive." The two say their good-byes and move on towards other interests. Rathe walks in from the Spaceport, looking around at all the starships settled here. He looks at one ship in particular, Alcemy's Scent. He doesn't see too many people around and has mixed feelings about that. Rathe thinks . o O (Haven't I ssssssseen that sssship before?) Lorn stands, on guard, it would seem, before the raider, Chaos Rose. His expression is rather blank, to be honest, neither happy nor angry. Aris is perfectly in the here and now, his mind not stretching to the future, or thinking back on the past. He is alert and ready to act, should the need arise. Rathe passes quietly pas the Chaos rose, looking about him at the new surroundings he only heard or read about. He nods to the man standing on guard next to the ship, following the black dots down the side of his face. His tongue flicks out of his mouth, tasting the air. As the Barabel passes, Lorn's eyes lock into his, the rest of his expression remaining unchanged. He makes no noise, does not move, only follows the creature with his eyes. Lorn's hands remain behind his back, clasped into one another, unmoving. Rathe turns away from him for a moment, thinking if all the people here were like this. Then he puts on his friendly face and approaches him. "Greetingssssss. Rathe Harper, Republic Repressssssentative." He nods to the ship behind the man. "It issssss a nice ssship." An eerie silence emanates from Lorn, as his expression does not change in the slightest, nor his stance. His eyes merely drill into the alien's own, as if he were trying to communicate through that. A moment of this awkward silence passes, before Lorn moves. A single, definitive nod is given the Barabel. Apparently, he agrees. Rathe waits for a while before speaking again. "Well. I hassssssss been nice to meet you. I hope to ssssssssee you again sssssssssoon. If you do not mind sssss I'd like to catch up with the other represssssssssssentatives." And with that and a quick nod, the Barabel Rathe, walks away from the man, leaving his thoughts about him behind, and back towards the Spaceport.