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This is the list of how you will know the types of non-verbal or face-to-face conversations in basic:
Thoughts, comm, different language other than basic and Mando'a, Force bonds, :non basic or mando speech over comm, :letters, notes, or messages received through a data pad, disregarding language:, "intercom", "(other language over intercom)"
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Sila looked over her shoulder, feeling something was off. She didn't like this feeling. The feeling of being watch, of being the prey when she was normally the predator. She didn't tell Mako about this feeling, but it annoyed her. What was worse was that she couldn't pinpoint who their quarry was through the thick crowds of people around them. Mako walked a few steps ahead of her, but stopped when they got a priority message from an unknown person.
"Sila, its Crysta. I'm using my personal comm to warn you. A few Sith are looking for you. The Huntmaster has ordered you back on behalf of Mandalore. I don't know what's going on, but it ain't good. Hurry back to the enclave. Crysta out." Crysta had been speaking in a hushed and quiet voice, but Sila was able to hear the gist of it and pulled Mako against the wave of citizens and slaves and made a beeline to the speeder pad.
"Hey, what's going on?" Mako asked, doing her best to match pace with Sila.
"Someone's been tailing us. Don't know who nor why, but we're being called back to the enclave." She replied, keeping her voice quiet and hard to hear.
"But we should be fine so long as it isn't a... oh." Mako said, realization showing on her face. "But why? From what I can tell, you've never done anything to anger them." She added.
"That's the thing. I've never done anything for them in general. But I've never agreed with them. I'm only here because my loyalty lies with whoever is Mandalore." Sila said, getting the closest speeder. She actually looked worried and uncertain.
"What's going to happen?" Mako asked, looking at her.
"I'm not sure. Most know how I feel about this whole thing, so I'm sure they'll do what they can. So long as they don't try to take me to Korriban." She said. She parked to speeder and hopped out, briskly walking inside. There were a lot more Mando's than before, but it wouldn't have surprised her if they had found out about it. She made sure Mako could keep up with her pace, not that it was hard. Most of the guys moved out of her way when they saw her.
"... telling you, she's already been sent out on her next target. She may not have gotten my message." It was obviously the voice of Crysta, but she worried who she was talking to and why everyone was watching.
"It doesn't matter. Our master wants to talk to her now. Tell us who she's talking to and we'll go." The voice was barely a whisper, but it was projected so that everyone could hear. She recognized the voice as belonging to a Sith acolyte who had become Baras' latest apprentice.
"She went with the only copy of the contact information I was given." She said. She was telling the truth, but obviously the apprentice didn't think so. Sila got near the front in time to see the apprentice hit Crysta. There were other Sith who's masters probably wanted her.
"Insolence is not tolerated. Surely you at least remember who her contact was. Or should we test the mettle of you Mandolorians." He sneered, raising his hand to strike her again.
"Enough. She's here." One of the other apprentices said, walking towards where she was hidden in the crowd. She felt herself being pushed back slowly as the Mandolorians surged around her.
"Let us have her and we won't bother you people again, but you best not upset our masters." The first apprentice said, moving forward with the others. Most of them wore masks, or something that would hide their faces from the other apprentices and the Mandolorians. She didn't have much more time to think before chaos erupted when on the more cocky Sith decided to start attacking. It gave her the chance to run. It was the cowards thing to do, but she knew she had to survive and escape.
"Hey, this way!" She turned and saw a few of clan Ordo's men waving at her. She ducked out of her path and followed them towards the back. She skidded to a stop near them. They were next to a transport shuttle.
"We convinced a smuggler to help you escape Imperial space on short notice. Apparently they've been planning to do this for a while, no one knew when. Someone gave Mandalore an ultimatum about handing you over to them. Now it seems every single Sith is after you." One said, walking forward. They were all masked so she couldn't see who it was, but she had an idea since there were only so many of them that would be on Dromund Kaas right now.
"After you leave, you'll be on your own." He said, handing her a bag. She nodded and got on the transport. It was mostly empty save for the pilot and cargo she was sure wasn't legal. She sat down and took off her armor. She hated running, but figured it was safer for her to leave than stay behind and risk anyone else getting hurt or killed because she refused to serve the Sith. She changed into the civilian clothes she had and cleaned up.
"Attention runaway. We'll have to make a few stops along the way to Coruscant. It'll take about two weeks total so long as we don't get tailed at any point." The voice was garbled and hard to hear, but she understood the gist of it. "As such I do request your help whenever we have to make stops. Consider it your payment for me smuggling you out of imperial space." They added before switching off the intercom. She leaned back and stayed quiet, knowing that it was going to be a long time before she could do what she was best at again.
