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When; Thursday, Feb 23 -- Late night
Rating; PG likely due to violence, may increase
Characters: Darth Bane![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
baneofmyexist and Zaheela henkonasuisho
Summary: Bane is hunting for heart shards, and Zaheela's his first target.
Log: Bane moved through the darkened corridor of the apartment building, wrapping the Dark Side around himself like a blanket, practically blending in with the shadows. He could sense the heart shard mere meters ahead of him, it was like a beacon in his mind. This one emitted a profound sense of loneliness, something every Sith could relate to. He closed his eyes and focused his senses, trying to pinpoint the precise location of the shard. It was so powerful, trying to localize it was no easy task. He moved a few more feet down the corridor, then a few more, then a few more. He stopped turned to his right and opened his eyes. Apartment 3+4. This was it, he was sure. He reached for the knob and turned it ever so slowly, and silent as a shadow he slipped into the room, closing the door with barely a whisper of sound behind him. The apartment was somewhat larger than he'd expected, but that was no matter. His quarry was here somewhere, he would search room by room if he had to.
Rating; PG likely due to violence, may increase
Characters: Darth Bane
baneofmyexist and Zaheela henkonasuishoSummary: Bane is hunting for heart shards, and Zaheela's his first target.
Log: Bane moved through the darkened corridor of the apartment building, wrapping the Dark Side around himself like a blanket, practically blending in with the shadows. He could sense the heart shard mere meters ahead of him, it was like a beacon in his mind. This one emitted a profound sense of loneliness, something every Sith could relate to. He closed his eyes and focused his senses, trying to pinpoint the precise location of the shard. It was so powerful, trying to localize it was no easy task. He moved a few more feet down the corridor, then a few more, then a few more. He stopped turned to his right and opened his eyes. Apartment 3+4. This was it, he was sure. He reached for the knob and turned it ever so slowly, and silent as a shadow he slipped into the room, closing the door with barely a whisper of sound behind him. The apartment was somewhat larger than he'd expected, but that was no matter. His quarry was here somewhere, he would search room by room if he had to.