27 Sold. (1/2)

Reentering their VIP booth, Tobias Rune wore a shallow smile across his lips as he watched Sabine sitting in a nearby seat, a glass of Mandalorian Wine in her hand. She glanced over towards the Jedi friend and the Imperial Superior. She gestured the wine towards them and smirked, taking a soft sip.

”I took it upon myself to sell the collection of my Art Thrawn had,” The mandalorian woman snickered as she nursed the glass before sitting it down on the table. She narrowed her eyes however as she noticed that the other Jedi Master and Imperial Officer didn't return with them.

Her eyes immediately traced over Ahsoka Tano who didn't seem all that happy. She appeared a lot younger too which confused Sabine right off the bat. ”Did your Lekku get shorter...?” Her head lulled to the side, ”Wait, did you get shorter?”

Ahsoka immediately smiled a bit and looked to the side, rubbing her elbow as she was hugging herself still. ”Yup,” was her short and uncharacteristic response. Usually she said more than this, but that was Ahsoka for you. She wasn't happy, so she wasn't talkative.

Tobias rolled his eyes slightly seeing the interaction before the Mandalorian girl slowly stood from the seat she was settled into.

”So where'd the other Jedi go...?” She asked, seeing the burns on Ahsoka's clothing and the fact that they both smelled of burnt flesh. They must've fought someone.

Tobias simply stared through her and gave a somewhat sorrowful tone, ”Dead.” It was above all the least sophisticated response he had ever given. ”There were Dark Jedi waiting for us outside.”

Neither Ahsoka nor Tobias told her of what happened to the officer. Allowing the woman to assume they had died in the attack rather than have been cut down by Tobias. A man who had worked to somewhat gain her trust in allegiance.

The last thing Ahsoka wanted was for her friend to feel betrayed again, even though this wasn't a betrayal towards her. It was more so that he was out for himself and his own order. This would only make the Mandalorian skeptical of his future promises.

”By the way, what is your policies with hair dye and armor customization?”

Sabine Wren crossed her arms and rested her body on one leg, leaning back and to the side, making an expression of thought. Her big brown eyes looking through him, as if stabbing him and forcing him to give a good answer.

Raising a brow when he heard this question, Tobias could tell this would obviously be a deal breaker, something that would make her rethink about joining him even though she already agreed to.

”During the Clone Wars, officers and troopers were usually given the ability to customize their looks for the sake of individuality. I look to continue that notion. Armor Decals, hair dye, tattoos. It's all allowed.” He looked her over once, twice and three times. ”I just hope you don't mind an Imperium Mantle being added to your attire.”

Tobias knocked on the Mantle which covered his shoulders, neck and center of his chest.

She nodded slightly, looking over the material which was used, then over towards a body mirror which focused primarily on her. She tried imagining the mantle on her armor and began tapping her index finger on her bicep.

”You could make your own Mantle, so it fits your design. Or you could use an Imperium poncho mantle that just fits over it.” Tobias suggested before reaching over and touching her hair. A small smile across his lips as he felt how soft it was. ”Black with Blue tips, maybe?” He closed one eye as she stared up at him, reading to kick him in the shin should he mess up her hair.

Sensin the hostility, he slowly retracted his hand from her head and walked over to the open balcony over the auction. It was clearly over and people were beginning to collect what they had bought.

The items which had been bought through him were being loaded in the back of the building, into a transport which was to be brought up to the Guardian. Inferno Squad was to guard it with their small group of troopers and officers.

”So now that we have what you wanted here, what else are we going to do be doing?”

”We're going to be going back up to the Guardian. Sift through the artifacts, relics and items we got our hands on. In addition to that, release the Jedi younglings from their carbonite prisons. Seriously bad for kids to be in carbonite for extended periods of time. Will definitely stunt their growth.” The Moff shook his head a bit at the thought that some of the younglings had been placed in carbonite rather than kept in stasis. Though he knew it was definitely a way to keep the Jedi from using the force to escape easily, and it made it hard for them to resist when they initially unfreeze.

Letting out a light sigh he would look towards the ceiling before shaking his head, looking over at Sabine again with a confident smile across his lips. ”Let's get going then, shall we?”