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Post by Sean Flameheart on Apr 24, 2006 14:14:56 GMT -5
Serka walked into the bland room, the scene was like any other duel arena, there were boundarie's and an area where a referee could sit, the walls were an off white but at one point they may have been pure white. the room was plain, 1 door, 4 walls, and no windows. Serka waited in the room until Dylan would arrive
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Post by dylan on Apr 24, 2006 14:22:48 GMT -5
Klay jogged in, a dopey expression on his face.
"Sorry i'm late, bro. Got a little caught up." He arrived without his jedi robe, just a saber.
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Post by Sean Flameheart on Apr 24, 2006 14:24:16 GMT -5
"why are you not wearing your robes?" serka asked. he waited for a bit hoping to spark up a small conversation before deuling.
((and what are you wearing?))
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Post by dylan on Apr 26, 2006 20:53:04 GMT -5
Klay looked down, a little embarassed, dressed only in leggings, boots and an undershirt.
"I...uh...got a little preoccupied," he smiled softly, the two friends knowing that meant he was spending more time with the Female pilot that had just come in with a cargo hold of fresh supplies.
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Post by Sean Flameheart on May 20, 2006 23:26:31 GMT -5
((sorry i completely forgot about this place))
"Well, ready to duel?" Serka said chickling a little. He walked over to Dylan and gave him an extra jumpsuit he had in his locker, he had sensed he would need it when he came in here. "Here, put this on, no one wants to duel a half naked jedi ((reminds me of KOTOR 2))."
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