Zandor kept his eyes on the floor. As the minute pasted he finally looked up. "There's something troubling you, care to share? If it has something to do with this, I might be able to help." He stared straight at Zeta, his large eyes unblinking.

He wished the hopper would just let it be. Zeta did not wish to open up his troubles to anyone, ever, ut was just his way, part of his nature. No matter how much the hopper got at him, he would not budge. He showed no anger, nor annoyance toward the hopper, probably because he was too busy with his troubles.

"I do not wish to discuss it. It need not concern you. I can...and will....take care of it myself."

He silently wondered to himself where the lady was, and just what he would tell his Master when he returned home.

Zandor shrugs and leans back. "She'll be here in a few minutes..." His ears prick up. "Or...in a few seconds."

The door on the far side of the room opens, and a woman steps in. She stands about 5 ft tall, her slim body curves around her hips and belly. She wears a dark blue robe, coverind her intire body. Her feet are in small, blue sandles. Her head, is covered in a mat of pink hair. Two, gray horns poke out of the back of her head and curve around infront of her fore head.

(OOC Meh. I don't feel like doing her face. Here's a pic. Cute, ain't she. ;) OOC)

ooc: where are you getting all these pictures from?

ic: Zeta scanned the woman with his eyes, studying her through the force. He notes specifically, the horns atop her head. He turns to look at the hopper, a questionable look in his eyes, and then he turns back to the woman, saying nothing.

(OOC That's my little secret. :b :lol I'm getting them from a Monster Rancher site. Do you think I made all this up? It's from a game. But, at my home board, their a ton of Monster Rancher RPGs. I develop my ideas off them. OOC)

She walks forward looks at Zeta. "So, you are the warrior Zandor brought for the tournament?" She smiles slightly, and walks over to the chair. Looking over at Zandor for a minute, she sits down.

ooc: have a link? I'll pop by for a visit.

ic: Zeta nods once.

"Yes..."

A tight sinister smile reaches Zeta's lips.

"Zandor here is quite the hopper...I hear he works for you, but just who do you work for?"

(OOC To the board or the site? OOC)

She nods slowly. "Yes, he is a remarkable Hopper. I don't work for anyone but myself. This is in the best intrest of our spieces."
Zandro nodded slowly, looking at Zeta. "You seemed curious aobut her, she can answer the questions I could not."

Dora and Darbock walk around the town. "I tell you Darbock, this Zeta guy, Zandor should send him back. I don't like him one bit. He gives me the creeps and he might betray us in the end."
"Oh come of it. He seems like a fine fellow to me, as far a Sith go anyway. If you remeber Zandor's fath-"
"Don't remind me. He had the worst temper I've seen."
"Well, yes, but he was a excellent fighter."

The woman turns to Zeta. "My name is Lina. You can call Ms. Lina or Lina, which ever you prefer."

ooc: Your board.

"Very well, Lina."

He was not about to call her Ms. Lina, that would be showing some signof respect and that was just something Zeta did not show very much of, except to his Master, and a few other of his comrades.

"Might you be able to tell me more about Zandor's species, and the tournament?"

(OOC It's not my board but it's the one I registered on.
pub70.ezboard.com/bmonsterrancher4520
There ya go. OOC)

"Zandor's speices is a rare one. It's called a Hopper, I'm sure he told you that. Their a mouse type creature with good hearing, very quick, and have almost perfect aim. I'm sure you've seen some of the different type of Hoppers..."

ooc: okiday, I thought you had a board.

ic:"Indeed I have," Zeta said rather dryly.

"I've met a few of Zandor's friends. They all seem to have their own personalities. What about the tournament?..."

He wanted to ask what species the woman was, but decided against it, he wished to know more about the tournament.