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 Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 11:29 pm
The portion of Earth where most religious factions are located. Also home to the legendary Jedi Temple. 
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Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 11:31 am
Zasz walks the streets calmly, his eyes on the ground, He strokes the hilt of his dai katana gently his mind in deep thought, he has just left the jedi academy...he is no Jedi, but was trained as one, his sword was weaved with Cortosis to withstand the power of a lightsaber and he was trained in the art of fighting with a Lightsaber, his skill evergrowing...he looks around, many different religious areas, temples, churches, mosques...none of which he can enter....His demonic half would go insane if he entered a house of God....
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Posted: Tue Jun 05, 2007 1:54 pm
Even though it was forbidden for him to enter any of these religious buildings, being near them comforted him, made him realize that amongst all these different religious, something has to be right out of at least one of them...Heck, he was proof of it, his demon was proof that there is something out there at least...His black hair fell into his piercing green eyes, they glowed brightly, people walked past him, treating him as if he was never there, he was used to it...He headed out of this sector, he needed a change, he had been there for months training, his body and minded were honed, perfectly in sync...But one thing he really needed to do, was find a job...He was a mercinary, he hoped there was some work, but now, he really need to sleep, some place to sleep...he figured since he was pretty poor there would be a cheap place in the slums...
*Continued in Slums*
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2007 9:59 am
((Alright, I'm going to turn it to nighttime, then! And I don't mean any offence to anyone with this post. Oh, and I just edited the post to my actual character's name. Sorry about the confusion, I just made a mistake sweatdrop ))
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Zosa's thick black cloak flapped around her ankles as the wind blew. It was an uncommonly windy day for the season, for which Zosa was grateful for. She concidered unexpected weather good look when she worked. It made the challenge harder. The stars and moon were blocked by a thick cover a clouds. That and her cloak made Zosa almost completely invisable, but she wore her hood anyways.
Zosa had never been perticuraly fond of religion, but she did believe that there was some form of G-d. Which is why she wasn't too fond with this assignment. But the client, a greety business man who swore he was cheated, had payed her well.
Zosa came to a stop infront of a large, grandly decorated church. Her piercing golden eyes, the only part of her face that was visible, looked the building up and down. It was a very famous church, and not just because it was the largest on this part of Earth. No, it was famous because it held a priceless jewl called 'The Gateway to Salvation'. A stupid name, Zosa thought, but it wasn't her job to care.
Zosa entered the church and went up to the alter, kneeling in front of it. She was a bit disapointed that the Church was open always, and that this one would be easy, but she got over it. Zosa pulled down her hood and shut her eyes. She was not praying, though it looked like she was. When she opened her eyes again, they were changed. Not in color or size, but they were much colder, almost cruel. Almost.
Standing up, Zosa flicked her hair out of her face. The jewl was around there somewheres.
It was time to start the hunt.
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