[h2][center]~|Nar Shaddaa, Veenra|~[/center][/h2]
[h3][center]~|Day 3, 6[sup]th[/sup] Hour|~
[u]Zora Nox[/u][/center][/h3]

Zora eyed the Jedi, carefully. The raptor like alien was hard to read even with the force to help the sith, rather pointless when turned upon another force user. She took another sip from her cup, but the liquid didn’t pass through her lips as she wanted to be sober. Her hand already gripped something on her belt and carefully tugged the pocket top off, her fingers glided into brush something round and hard. It was a piece of Sith Alchemy she had created specifically for a quick getaway. They were numerous balls, each color a different function and effect, which would help her in a fight or escape. 

She picked the greyish black one and the green. She had to be careful because Any little move would give her away and things could then get messy. Her eyes shifted to note the exits, each one pretty far save for one, as she leaned in more. Her lips smirked at the mention of Coruscant causing her to chuckle a bit before she replied, “I like living more and crossing a Darth, especially one like Nyiss, will risk lowering my life expectancy by a great deal. In addition, I agree that I’m not a big target like Nyiss, but if she was to be eliminated than do you really think I’ll be tolerated to continue my ‘second’ chance? I doubt it. Why both keeping a deal when you have what you want?” 

Zora looked to the side briefly. From the Jedi Battle Master’s position, it would be difficult for Fa to see Zora’s arm moving and even harder to sense any true danger directed at her. Mainly because neither of the balls were directly intended to hurt the Tiss’shar but rather the environment. If the Battle Master got hurt in the process, that was just a plus.She hide them into her shirt sleeve and slowly rose.      

“If you don’t mind, I’m going to leave. You can either stop me, causing a scene and get unwanted attention or let me.”