Nar Shaddaa

Sylvain and Kristal arrived at the Midnight Sun Theatre that evening side-by-side as they walked towards the ticket booth.

Turning to his partner he said, "I suppose we'll have to pay to get in. Best to not make a big fuss at the front door. Have a look around, see if we can find anyone helpful."

Nights like tonight reminded her why she might prefer to have Synthflesh covering her left arm as it was her leg. So that she might fit in among the others with dresses, or clothing of a more mundane nature. However, tonight was a night that she intended on looking like the woman she was. Wearing the armor Sylvain fitted for her under a dark robe that concealed it well enough to be permissable.

Kristal walked beside Sylvain as they made their way toward their targets apparent favorite spot,"Or perhaps we might just run into the man himself," she suggested as a hope.

"Either way it makes for a lovely date." He said with a chuckle as he approached the ticket booth.

OOC: Perception or Streetwise check at Average with a setback.

The two of them walked in a took a good look around...

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D8 ME Perception Assisted: 1eP+2eA+1eB+2eD 3 successes, 2 advantage

A protocol droid seated in the stands is watching them, well tracking them it seems.

Sylvain motioned discreetly with his eyes the location of the droid and whispered to Kris, "Looks like we're being watched..."

"Let's not keep our audience waiting then," she said, intent on making her way to the droid they had spotted.

Sylvain nodded and followed Kris at her side.

The droid speaks as the close, "Well, well if isn't the butcher of Tatooine, welcome. Come to kill all the good little boys and girls?"

"As I recall I left at least one alive," she said in response, walking forward past the droid and into the booth proper. Placing her hands on the railing. Leaving enough space for Sylvain to have the ability to stay at her side if he so wished.

"Well small miracles," the droid responds. "Thank you for saving one person, Sith."

"Unlike you, I ensure that innocents aren't caught up in my affairs," she replied, looking to the theater below with a neutral expression.

Sylvain chuckled once through his nose and merely kept an eye out for other problems.

Kristal Serasai wrote:"Unlike you, I ensure that innocents aren't caught up in my affairs," she replied, looking to the theater below with a neutral expression.

"You're an Imperial, you gave up being an innocent a long time ago," the droid responds.

"I was not referring to myself, but the Wookie aboard my ship," she said, tone flat. "We are at war, despite these attempts at peace, and while the rest of my crew are fellow Imperials you struck out without care for who else might have been caught in that blast. Your hypocrisy is evident," she stated coldly.

"Continuing to hide like a coward, you slink and skulk about this dark planet and lay your traps with reckless abandon. You are among the lowest scum in the galaxy, and I will see you brought to justice for the crimes you have committed."

"I would rather be a coward than a Sith. There is nothing worse in this universe than your kind," the droid responds.

"We're not all that bad. At least we don't subject people to this drivel you call entertainment. You make this one?" He pointed to the screen.

"More Republic hypocrisy," she waves her hand off to the side. Turning to face the droid so it might have sight of her image as Sylvain speaks. Adding in afterwards, "You know nothing of my kind."

"You're right, I don't. I am thankful for that. All I need to know is that you are evil," the droid replies.

"You are a child playing at war," she said, looking to the droid's sensor's directly.

"Your friend died bravely, they were a warrior of respect. You, I assure you, will not," she said gravely before pulling her lightsaber out from her belt. Leaving it disengaged.

"Yes when in doubt, kill everyone," the droid replies.

Igniting her lightsaber she quickly cut through the droid, attempting to disable it in the cleanest manner possible.

The droid is disabled as many people turn and look at the display of violence.

Disengaging her lightsaber she clipped it back onto her belt as she turned to Sylvain. Kristal's expression one of calm. Bringing her hand to her communicator she made a voice only call, "Weaver, I require a pick up. Disabled droid. I wish to know all that is within it's databanks. Navigational histories, and anything that can be found within it's memory core. Anything that might hint at the location of our Twi'lek Saboteur."