Theed, Naboo
The streets of Theed was bustling with all sorts of colorful activity as Hali took to the streets, she walked by various street merchants and shops taking a walk and browsing through the city. The occasional low rumble of passerby speeders could be heard under the constant chatter and other activity of the civilians of the city.
Soon she arrived at her destination.
Stepping into the store things took a more peaceful tone…
The storeowner a Glymphid greeted Hali upon entering his orange eyes set their gaze on her as he did so.
“Welcome to my humble shop, what can I do for you?”
Mildly relieved that the owner in fact spoke Basic she answered.
“Oh…I was just having a peaceful walk about the city, but I was hoping if you had Mistwater here?”
The shop owner nodded.
“Yes, we do…but it’s in rather small quantities. We lost most of it in the fires after the battle.”
Hali frowned in thought.
“The fires?”
“Yes…” The Glymphid said gravely “When the sith came…destroying the academy wasn’t enough for those vile band of hooligans. They set fire to everything they got a hold of.”
The fires in fact lasted for days and when night fell the city glowed, the fiery embers finally being snuffed out bringing the city back into some form of normalcy.
The storeowner continued on.
“There was one of em that stood out…” He said, the gaze from the large orange eyes falling to the counter.
“Who?” Hali asked quietly.
“I’m not sure….eh, he seemed human like but had the aura of a demon…he was all in black…uh…with red skin…and horns.” He told Hali, in a tone of urgency and disbelief
Hali reflected quietly, to her that sounded a lot like the description of an Iridonian, a Zabrak. She had met one on her days in Coruscant, though not one with red toned skin.
Her train of thought was broken as he continued.
“I bet whoever he was is still washing his hands of the blood he spilled here.”
“Ummm….your Mistwater wait here and I’ll go get it.”
Hali was silent as she nodded taking in all that he said, as he went to the back.
Waiting patiently, he returned, and she paid him the credits.
She turned to leave and stepping outside to greet the city once again she started making her way back toward the academy.
It wasn’t long on the sidewalks of Theed, that Hali saw a familiar face…that of her Master Cole Donovin.
Both smiled at each other and they had made their way toward each other.
Then Hali felt it, and overwhelming since of dread and blackness wrestled her senses even though they were untrained. A darksider was near.
And turning around she saw him.
It was an Iridonian making his way into the city from the forests of Theed; he did not seem to notice Hali, at least not yet. But it seemed to be the exact description the storeowner gave. The Zabrak seemed to be looking about…
She quickly turned back to her master.
“Cole…”
There was a sense of urgency in her voice as she said his name under her breath.
And as casually as she could, trying not to let the sith know he was noticed she walked toward Cole.