Of Utmost Importance(Day 4 Early Morning, Plaza)

[Silas Myles Pearson]

They were on auratera, which was really a very pretty planet, it was a really new planet though, at least to Silas. So first thing in the morning he got dressed and made his way to the plaza. He needed to figure out what kinda of resturants they had here, and if they had a Pizza Hutt!

[Ares Pax]

Meanwhile, another youngling was a bit away, standing on the sideway, with eyes closed, as he extended his senses, as Farissa taught him.

He reached out to the walking by populace, trying to pick emotions and any other input he could pick up through the Force.

OCC:
D4 EM Force Sense for fluff!: 1eF 1 Light Side

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"Ab's!" Silas waved his hand as he spotted the taller boy in the crowd, and came trotting over. "Did you come out to see what kind of resturant's they had too!?" Further questions were cut short as he saw the young man trying to concentrate, and Silas Slowed to a halt a few paces away.

[Hatoful GM]

Meanwhile, another youngling was a bit away, standing on the sideway, with eyes closed, as he extended his senses, as Farissa taught him.

He reached out to the walking by populace, trying to pick emotions and any other input he could pick up through the Force.

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D4 EM Force Sense for fluff!: 1eF 1 Light Side

Ares can only sense people close by, but during this fairly busy time, that's a good number.

Mostly, he is struck by the sense of energy and optimism in the passersby. Even here, in a sentient-constructed area, the planet seemed full of light and hope.

Not universally, though. A pair walking along seemed to be unusually cold and calculating. And one lone figure seemed especially dark...

With as crowded as it was, though, picking them out was a little tricky.

[Ares Pax]

Ares slowly opened his eyes, smiled and waved to Silas. "Maybe buddy." He creased his brows, and moved closer to Silas.

"I am practicing my sensing skills, and I felt... something." He glanced towards the pair. "They're fairly cold." And then to another direction. "And some lone darkness there..."

He looked back to Silas. "Want to check it out?"

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"Um..." He really wanted to find a Pizza Hutt, but after a few moments he nodded. Ares would likely go wandering off on his own if he didn't come along.

"Sure, it will be an adventure!" Maybe they could stop a crime or somethign from happenign too.

[Ares Pax]

Ares smiled. "Sounds good... let's see." He closed his eyes and extended his senses, searching for the lone dark point.

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D4 EM Sensing the darkness!: 1eF 2 Light Side

[Silas Myles Pearson]

Silas tried to keep an eye open to his surrondings and Ares began hunting evil. Though he still felt it was more then a little unwise, after all they were still trainees and darkness was something knights should run after, right?"

"Can you figure out which way they went?" He asked after a few moments.

[Hatoful GM]

A bit more detection, and Ares was able to determine exactly where the dark sensation was coming from. A young man, about their age. He was dressed in dark travelling clothing, and had a shaved head.

He was also walking at a determined pace down the street. If the pair wanted to catch him, they would have to move quickly.

[Ares Pax]

Silas tried to keep an eye open to his surrondings and Ares began hunting evil. Though he still felt it was more then a little unwise, after all they were still trainees and darkness was something knights should run after, right?"

"Can you figure out which way they went?" He asked after a few moments.

Ares nodded towards a dark, bald guy their age. "After the shady fellow. He picked up the pace, c'mon." There was excitement in his voice as he spoke. "We're just going to check it out, and tell the masters if he is up to no good."

Ares even seemed to believe what he was saying!

"I'll buy you some food after."

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"Um, is it because he's bald? Is that why he's shady?" Who knows maybe Ares had a thign about bald people, whatever the case Silas followed along, hoping they wouldn't get into any trouble.

The offer of food did elimante some of his hestiation though, and he nodded once as he continued down the street. "After that you can come look at the swords I made, too!"

[Hatoful GM]

Following the fellow, it wouldn't be long before they spotted what looked like a training saber on his hip. Either he was a very bizarre and dark Jedi that they'd never met, or he was a Sith.

Having increased their pace, Ares and Silas would be able to catch him soon, if they wanted.

[Ares Pax]

"Hm... another Jedi, or more probably, a Sith. Want to tail him?" He glanced to Silas.

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"He seems to be just some kid though." Silas offered thoughtfully. "Not like a real Sith ur anything."

"Still I suppose we could, or ta know just go talk to him." His eyes shifted to the side. "I'm not too good at tailing people after all, we'll probably get noticed."

[Ares Pax]

Ares pondered... he knew what he felt, but Silas was right. This was not a Republic planet.

"Let's follow for a while, if we find a Pizza Hutt on the way, we'll leave off and get some food. How's that sound?"

[Hatoful GM]

The Sith, since that's what he clearly was, rounded a corner. Pausing, he looked left, then right, then back to the left.

Apparently making up his mind, he walked into a Seafood Skewers restaurant.

[Silas Myles Pearson]

"Well, i suppose we're having skewers for breakfast." Silas offered as he spotted the kid moving into a restaurant.

"That is if you still want to see what he is up to, Abs."

[Ares Pax]

"Sure, we can do that." He smiled at Silas. "Tinker." He started moving towards the seafood place, standing in front to take the brunt of any sudden attacks that might happen.

[Hatoful GM]

There were no sudden attacks, except possibly from hunger pangs as the smell of cooking seafood grew stronger.

The inside was in a fairly simple style; it seemed like a fast food sort of place. The Sith in question was waiting in a rather short line, an irritated expression on his face.

The expression was easy to see, and grew more irritated, as the pair entered the restaurant, and he turned to look at them. He stared at them a moment, then turned back towards the front of the line.

[Silas Myles Pearson]

Tinker? That was a fine nickname, though really he wanted to see what Di came up with as well.

"Lunch is on you right?" He asked of Ares as he stepped into line, trying to ignite the irritated expression sent their way. Apparently they had been noticed after all.