Post by Mark Skywalker on Apr 12, 2015 18:24:04 GMT -8
Ever since Mark arrived to this time period, he has been mostly been wondering around Anchorhead asking for food and shelter every night. A lot of the time, people said no, so the young man would often use a Jedi Mind trick to force them into giving those things for the night. He never stayed at one place more than three days since he did not want to be a burden on people, especially to those he used the Jedi mind trick on. He would sometimes remember the words of his master as he did this telling him that true power was not in ruling worlds, but individual people. While he did have to admit that there was wisdom behind those words, didn't like the lesson since the man had turned Mark into a mindless drone that served his master's will. It was the middle of the afternoon and Mark was thirsty, so he headed to a cantina that he frequently went to. The dark Jedi was wearing his brown robes and a cloak with the hood over his head with the hood producing a shadow that covered his eyes. When he entered the building, the place was packed with people of many different species eating and drinking together as they enjoyed the cheerful music being played by a local bith band.
Since this was a place was those of the of the criminal underworld hanged out, Mark knew that he had to be careful, especially after his first experience here when he encountered a rodian bounty hunter who did not like humans and Mark accidentally spilled his drink on him. Pissed off,the rodian pulled out his blaster and before he could pull the trigger, the dark Jedi cut off his arm creating a warning that he was not to be messed with. While Mark wished that it could have ended another way, he did have to admit that the fear the patrons had for him helped ensure that nobody messed with him. As he made his way to the bar, he could sense people staring at him and could hear people whispering amongst themselves. Once he sat down, he signaled the bar tender before asking for water.
The bartender filled up a glass of water and handed it to the young dark jedi. He would then take a sip and let out an "ahh" since the drink was very refreshing.
Since this was a place was those of the of the criminal underworld hanged out, Mark knew that he had to be careful, especially after his first experience here when he encountered a rodian bounty hunter who did not like humans and Mark accidentally spilled his drink on him. Pissed off,the rodian pulled out his blaster and before he could pull the trigger, the dark Jedi cut off his arm creating a warning that he was not to be messed with. While Mark wished that it could have ended another way, he did have to admit that the fear the patrons had for him helped ensure that nobody messed with him. As he made his way to the bar, he could sense people staring at him and could hear people whispering amongst themselves. Once he sat down, he signaled the bar tender before asking for water.
The bartender filled up a glass of water and handed it to the young dark jedi. He would then take a sip and let out an "ahh" since the drink was very refreshing.
