[IC] Star Wars RP With Bailey

[4323O2]

She sighs, putting her hands up as if to surrender. When she speaks, her tone is completely calm.

"No need to be aggressive. As I said, I am neither Sith nor Jedi. Yes, I am Force-sensitive," she speaks slowly.

Her tail waves gently, providing a small clue into her nervousness. But other than that, she is completely calm.

[SoulStealer]

Even though her words do calm him a bit, Vishu remains suspicious. "How do I know you're not lying to my face?" He spat, completely forgetting about what he had originally asked her for.

[4323O2]

Kissimi sighs, lowering her hands and her head.

"The Jedi were wiped out. The Sith killed my only friends apart from my wolves," she responds slowly.

Her words are believable, and her tone helps her case.

[SoulStealer]

Vishu nodded hesitantly. "Okay..." His hand slowly moved away from his blaster, thoih his expression and tone are now closely guarded. He studied Kissimi for a moment before again speaking. "So, about that transport offworld..."

[4323O2]

She tilts her head, her ears now pinned back and her tail lashing slightly.

"What about it? You expect it from me after you accused me of being allied?" She spits, glaring at Vishu.

[SoulStealer]

He ducked his head, guilt flickering across his expression. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? I jumped to conclusions. Please. I need to get offworld. Soon." His voice took on a guilty begging tone.

[4323O2]

She sighs.

"Don't look to me. Go into the city," she snaps.

[SoulStealer]

Vishu sighed. "Kissimi, please. I already tried going into the city. I won't be a bother, I just need to get back to Pantora." He looked up at her, trying to force himself to meet her eyes.

[4323O2]

She meets Vishu's gaze, glaring. Her tone is cold when she speaks.

"What's in it for me then, Pantoran?" she replies.

[SoulStealer]

He tilted his head. crap. I didn't think of that, he thouht, silently cursing himself. "Well, uh..." He began. "Well, I-" He couldnt'think of anything right away.

[4323O2]

She shakes her head, turning to enter her ship.

"You have nothing. Just like I thought. Nothing but trouble," she hisses.

[SoulStealer]

"Wait! What is it you would want in exchange?" He called, realizing that it wouls be easier if he knew what she wanted. His voice shook, but not with fear. No, Vishu was a desperate man.

[4323O2]

She stops, but does not turn. Her hand moves down to her lightsaber, as if to warn Vishu not to try anything, or perhaps to warn him that her request might seem extreme.

"Well, that's simple. I want Cad Bane dead, most of all."

[SoulStealer]

His eyes widened. That was an impossible task! "That's- I- that's not something- alright fine. I'll get it done, but I need transport to Pantora first."

[4323O2]

"Nope. Bane is here, on Lothal. I spoke to him recently, actually," she hisses.

This time, she turns, glaring at Vishu with obvious dislike.

[SoulStealer]

Vishu sighed. His hand went to his wrist by default- a nervous habbit. He nodded slowly. "Alright. We meet her in two rotations?"

[4323O2]

"At dusk," she replies, shaking her head.

She knows Vishu will wonder why she's being so tight with her timeline, but she'll answer that if he asks. For now, she will play her own game...

[SoulStealer]

"Wha- that isn't possible! I have to-" He stopped, realizing that she probably was doing this on purpose. "Why dusk?"

[4323O2]

"Some of us need to be home in time for dinner," she replies simply, "do you want my help or not?"

[SoulStealer]

He nodded. "Fine," he said before turning and heading for the city. He pulled his hood over his head, mostly hiding what species he was.