Francis Mere
Aug 22nd, 2005, 01:10:38 PM
Mere wrenched open the speeder door and grasped at Luyk with both hands, dragging the young criminal from the drivers seat with the strength and confidence that only a Rebel Operitive would have. The speeder tumbled out of control just as Francis had pulled the smuggerler free of the burning wreckage as it hit the ground in a ball of flaims and cartweeled into a building closed for the night.
' You know what annoys me about you Luyk?' Mere said agressivly throwing the twenty-one year old into the back seat and slamming the speeder door behind him. ' Is that you always wriggle you're furry butt out of situations when you should be frelling dead!''
' What?' Luyk retorted sarcasticly as if the burning speeder now crushed to oblivion on the ground had been nothing more than a simple side track in his plans. Crossed arms and legs he leaned back in the seat looking througly dissapointed. It was clear that these two had had a long running feud.
' I just saved you from being a human side grill and you give me attitude? What?! what was that? what? I-cant-here you!' Francis shouted over at Luyk who was trying despetly to reveal his preplanned excuses, not noticing the packet of spice that was thrown hard in his face by Mere in mid speech.
' Whats this?' The young man said rubbing his face now red from the impact. His expression only changing in realization of what he had in his lap. ' Er this aint' mine, Mere and you know it, you aint' got jack on me-ouch- will you frelling stop throwing things at me you git!'
' Luyk, i've got a rap sheet that i could extend from here to a Bantha's carkass on the edge of the Tatooine desert that would put you away for life, i could have you in a jail by next week taking it rather reluctantly from a member of a swoop gang-' Luyk tried to intervien but Francis clamped a hand over the boys mouth.
' ...BUT, you know the deal, you tell me what i want to know, i let you walk home, you like that deal Luyk?, you want to walk home? Aw do ya'?'' Mere pinched the boys cheek as you would with a rather micheivious baby. For a moment the boy looked as if he was contemplating it, and then he nodded behind Mere's hand. Mere slowly took is hand away and looked Luyk straight in the eyes with a stare that wetted the pants of many of Francis Mere's cases.
' Where is Mcgraves?''
' You know what annoys me about you Luyk?' Mere said agressivly throwing the twenty-one year old into the back seat and slamming the speeder door behind him. ' Is that you always wriggle you're furry butt out of situations when you should be frelling dead!''
' What?' Luyk retorted sarcasticly as if the burning speeder now crushed to oblivion on the ground had been nothing more than a simple side track in his plans. Crossed arms and legs he leaned back in the seat looking througly dissapointed. It was clear that these two had had a long running feud.
' I just saved you from being a human side grill and you give me attitude? What?! what was that? what? I-cant-here you!' Francis shouted over at Luyk who was trying despetly to reveal his preplanned excuses, not noticing the packet of spice that was thrown hard in his face by Mere in mid speech.
' Whats this?' The young man said rubbing his face now red from the impact. His expression only changing in realization of what he had in his lap. ' Er this aint' mine, Mere and you know it, you aint' got jack on me-ouch- will you frelling stop throwing things at me you git!'
' Luyk, i've got a rap sheet that i could extend from here to a Bantha's carkass on the edge of the Tatooine desert that would put you away for life, i could have you in a jail by next week taking it rather reluctantly from a member of a swoop gang-' Luyk tried to intervien but Francis clamped a hand over the boys mouth.
' ...BUT, you know the deal, you tell me what i want to know, i let you walk home, you like that deal Luyk?, you want to walk home? Aw do ya'?'' Mere pinched the boys cheek as you would with a rather micheivious baby. For a moment the boy looked as if he was contemplating it, and then he nodded behind Mere's hand. Mere slowly took is hand away and looked Luyk straight in the eyes with a stare that wetted the pants of many of Francis Mere's cases.
' Where is Mcgraves?''