"Let's go, we don't have much time. The guy won't be that hard to track, but I could be wrong. Leed the way Xarka."

Hey I think Kryten is on leave.

Shayla bristled at Diseh. Reaching back towards his own mind, she replied sharply. 'Don't you feel it?' she asked, 'he's playing us all. Pay attention to him, and you'll notice. He's not going to be loyal. Not at all. You shouldn't have paid him yet, either.'
The whole time she replied, her smile remained plastered on her face, and she didn't let anything give away the discussion. Instead, she noted Xarka's unease. "Something wrong?" she asked.

Shayla smiled insincerely at Xarka. "No, it's alright. You can say." she said kindly, trying not to laugh. "You're worried someone's going to come after you in here." she guessed, "What did you do, anyway?"
She turned and gave Diseh a dirty look, discreetly, but didn't say anything to him.

Shayla scowled. "I can't do mind tricks." she said, "I'm not a real jedi, and I don't want to be. All I can do is parlor tricks, honestly."
She was honestly offended at his assumption. SHe hated the jedi with a passion, and she resented being lumped into their ilk. As for Raziel, she could tell she didn't trust Xarka any more than she did, and she was glad to have someone agree with her.

Hey just realized Dla will be back this friday or this weekend, so I guess w/e.

Diseh payed attention this time around. He thought-"She's doing well, and it's not looking good. There is light that still flutters inside her, and I must dystroy it."

Diseh sensed a dark presence within the bar, he hadn't sensed before. He got up; "I'll be back, stay here." He walked over to a booth were a hooded figure sat. It was a blue female Twi'lek. "Hello Diseh."

"Taara, why do you follow me, and my crew?" She fingered her water glass.

"You're being hunted."

"When am I not?" He laughed. "I fear nothing, and niether does my crew."

"I'm only trying to help you." Diseh snarled at her.

"You pitiful jedi, you betrayed the Sith order, and left us all. You abandoned your following." She put her hand on his.

Diseh reached across the tabel, and grabbed her. He then threw her across the bar room. Imediatly he lept from the table, and ignited his lightsaber. When she saw Diseh coming she also ignited her lightsaber. It was a color similar to the Mantel of the Force. They locked sabers.

Shayla rolled her eyes. "Honestly." she said, "Couldn't Diseh just... keep a low profile? For ONCE in his life?"
She got up and joined the fray, her own lightsaber igniting. "Hello, dearie." she said mockingly, "Remember me?"

"DAMN IT" Shayla cursed, "She got away. AND we blew our cover." she groaned. "Things just got three times harder to manage." she said.
She turned to Xarka, subtlety gone. "I don't think you want to kill us," she said, "I KNOW you do. So watch your back, alright?"
She laughed a bit at Raziel. "A bit sentimental, are we?" she asked, "That's sweet. In an incredibly pointless kind of way. Myself and Diseh can protect ourselves from stray blaster bolts just fine."

Mourns the loss of pluto...

"I've got a great plan... Run!" Diseh bolted out of the bar, and making sure his companions followed.

Shayla ran after Diseh, but turned her head to talk to Xarka. "I'm not a Sith, you idiot!" she snapped, "The lightsaber is my trademark, but I left the force behind entirely ages ago. I'm fine without it. Next time you call me a Sith, you lose a body part, got it?" she glared. "I have no fondness for either order, except for Diseh, they're all bastards. Diseh's a special case because HE actually respects my decision to leave. Most of the time."

Shayla smiled at Diseh. "Let me handle it." she said. She adjusted her clothing to be at full advantage, and walked forward, handing off her lightsaber to Diseh.
"What's the problem, boys?" she asked, openly pretending to flirt. Her curvacious body distracted the guards
"We're supposed to be guarding this ship, to catch the ones who use it. They've got substantial bounties on their heads."
Shayla pouted. "I heard about them." she said, "They sound like pushovers to me." she sighed. "I saw them heading that way." she pointed the opposite direction from where the others were hiding. "You could really impress whoever sent you by catching them before they got here." She ran her hand down the one guard's chest. "You'd be a hero." she moved so that her lips were nearly touching his ear. "I find heroes irresistable." She stepped back and raised an eyebrow.
The guard gulped and motioned for the others to follow him. "This way." he said, winking at Shayla, "Let's catch those filth!"
Shayla winked back as they left.
Once they were gone, she beckoned the others over. "Easy as pie." she said, "Now lets get out of here."