Post by Skeang on Jul 25, 2012 22:54:03 GMT -8
Getting onto Mandalore wasn't too much of a problem for Skeang's small ship, along with the fact that he had a neo-jedi spy in the city to help get him access. Skeang had scoped around Mandalore until the day of his suspected arrival, to figure out the best way to catch Rayn coming in. He was not sure how eager Rayn would be to see him, especially with the business that Skeang was now involved in. And since it appeared he was rather elusive, Skeang wanted to be sure he would catch him this time. Skeang parked his Headhunter in the garage of Mandalmotors. Tossing a pile of credits at the worker who approached him first. He told the worker, "Its been a few years since it was worked on, I don't need it to be as good as new just do what you can until I come back."
The worker noticed that Skeang had probably thrown him quite a bit more than an average tune up would cost and didn't bother to question this strange request, however much to his dismay Skeang turned back glaring right at him and whispering, "And if anyone asks who's ship this is, you don't know. Got it?"
The worker didn't bother to contest, if it meant keeping the money and not angering this massive creature, the worker was game for it. Skeang then walked to the outside of the tall building. He walked around the outside, scaling up the side to get a good vantage point to view ships coming in. At which point he made himself comfortable, or at least as comfortable as he could be leaning against a small ledge on a large building. It was then he perked his ears up to use his exceptional hearing to listen inside the garage, and whatever else he could catch with his exceptional hearing. He also searched for any trace of force sensitives with his own power. It was then that he realized something strange, his new blade appeared to be immitting force power. However as Skeang examined this power he realized that it was a reflection of his own power, as if the blade was constantly charged with a tiny amount of Skeang's dark force power. It intrigued him that this mysterious blade could have such a property but that thought was soon lost amidst the anger he still felt, and the urgency he felt for the current situation. Skeang watched the sky, still searching with every other sense he could, and waited.
The worker noticed that Skeang had probably thrown him quite a bit more than an average tune up would cost and didn't bother to question this strange request, however much to his dismay Skeang turned back glaring right at him and whispering, "And if anyone asks who's ship this is, you don't know. Got it?"
The worker didn't bother to contest, if it meant keeping the money and not angering this massive creature, the worker was game for it. Skeang then walked to the outside of the tall building. He walked around the outside, scaling up the side to get a good vantage point to view ships coming in. At which point he made himself comfortable, or at least as comfortable as he could be leaning against a small ledge on a large building. It was then he perked his ears up to use his exceptional hearing to listen inside the garage, and whatever else he could catch with his exceptional hearing. He also searched for any trace of force sensitives with his own power. It was then that he realized something strange, his new blade appeared to be immitting force power. However as Skeang examined this power he realized that it was a reflection of his own power, as if the blade was constantly charged with a tiny amount of Skeang's dark force power. It intrigued him that this mysterious blade could have such a property but that thought was soon lost amidst the anger he still felt, and the urgency he felt for the current situation. Skeang watched the sky, still searching with every other sense he could, and waited.
