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sleek gloved fingers play with the stylus of her data pad as she reads through the trade route calls for help from the republic. the merchants claimed pirates but maggie was seeing a different pattern.
“that's why you called me in, isn't it?” she asks, voice modulated by the speaker in her mask, granting a small amount of anonymity. “thought you jedi had better things to do than worrying about merchant trade routes. this whole scene is wrong.”
she glances up at him from behind her mask, taking in his tense stance. more than that, the spirals of light she can practically taste, spinning off of him in fractals that told her more about him than the emblem on his clothes. “take a seat before you wear a hole in the floor.”
"something is very wrong."