He had arrived just hours ago and already he was lost in a city that was once familiar to him. Statues of a sith he thought long dead still hung high all over the city. This was indeed a brave new world Blade had stepped into. Things where so different from the Coruscant he knew, Jedi did not rule over the city and the imperials seemed to be the main governing body.

He wandered aimlessly through the streets still lost in his surroundings. Finally he came across a place he knew a restaurant called the Grand Coruscant. He had never been the place knowing it was only for the richest of the rich but allot had changed. He slipped quietly past the door man with out even a glance in his direction.

The place was ritzy but not unlike anything he had seen before. It brought back memories of the mansion on Meras, Memories he quickly shuffled to the back of his mind. He slowly approached the maitre d' who gave him a stern look.

maitre d': You are not dressed appropriately

Blade looked down at what he was wearing and noticed he kind of did stand out a bit. He was wearing a long brown tattered trench coat with a white shirt underneath. He also had on Blue jeans and combat boats. He noticed every one else was dressed in nice suits and dresses and had nicely groomed hair. Blade had shaggy long hair and an unshaven face. He thought quick on his feet though like he normally did.

"I'm a struggling artist meeting someone here for a Job interview of sorts."