Liam Jinn
Jun 2nd, 2001, 03:32:58 AM
Liam came out of hyperspace, about a week later, near the Imperial Capital of Coruscant. Immediately his comm light started flashing.
"Tie Interceptor, You have entered Imperial Space. Identify yourself."
Liam looked around the cockpit slowly. He was barely awake and nearly dead. He hadn't intended on the hyperspace trip taking so long, but it had and his anger had kept him alive. He shook his head and answered the voice over the comm with a dry, hoarse reply, 'This is the 'Dark Jinn', I'm comming from...Dantooine, I'm chasing after the bastard that shot out of there like a rocket. Requesting permission to land..' Liam hoped that would work, if not he would soon be space slag. After a few moments, the voice came back over the comm.
"Dark Jinn, we have uploaded a course into your nav system. Sit back and let it take you in. Be Aware, we will keep a close watch over you for the duration of your visit."
Liam sighed and let the nav system take him in. He hadn't actually counted on his story working but he didn't put much thought into it. He was exhausted, starving, and thirsty. When he landed, he rose out of the cockpit painfully. Sitting in the same position for a week had took its toll on Liam. He looked around the landing deck carefully. No one was around. Not even one escort or armed guard. Something wasn't right here. Liam instinctively reached for his lightsaber but then stopped. 'There's nothing here to fight, what am I going to do? Kill the landing pad.' Liam thought. His anger returned. This time, directed at his own paranoid delusions and stupidity. He stormed off of the landing deck towards a nearby bar.
Inside, Liam found pathetic drunks and smugglers who had too much credits to spend or not much business. Some of them turned towards Liam and turned away laughing. He just remembered he was covered in blood. Why the hell were they laughing?! His anger began to rise even higher at himself and the drunks.
'WHAT?!' Liam shouted. Most of them paid no attention to him. One drunk walked up to Liam and started laughing in his face.
"Hey boy, dij ja shoot yo'shrelf in da stomach? You ain't too bright boy are ya?! HAHAHA" The drunk started laughing loudly in Liam's face. The stench of Correlian Whiskey was strong on his breath. The drunk was thrown onto a sabbaac table seconds later. He stumbled to his feet only to be met by a kick to his groin. Liam left the drunk crying and spit on him as he walked up to the bartender.
'I need food, anything you got, and some water. After I'm throughly satisfied, I'll consider getting a drink, now you're going to get what I asked aren't you?' Liam 'persuaded' the Bartender, with a little help from the dark side, to get what he asked for. When Liam was finished eating, he left the bar, leaving 3 corpses and 5 unconsious victims. He now had enough money to get a room at the hotel he usually stayed at while on Coruscant.
He got into a room with no problems, just suspicious glances. No one said a word about the blood. Liam fell asleep on a bed the moment he laid down. 3 days later, he woke up to the sound of Imperial guards banging on his door. "Open up! Liam Jinn, we know you're in there! You are under arrest for the murders of 23 people! OPEN UP NOW OR WE WILL OPEN IT UP FOR YOU!" Liam rose from the bed and held his saber in his hands. The blade sprang to life with a 'snap-hiss'. All hell came next. The door exploded knocking Liam off his feet. Blaster fire cut through the smoke and was going everywhere. Liam couldn't do much but stare at the bolts before they ripped into his flesh. Maybe he has hit his head when flew back. Everything was going so slow, everything was peaceful. But it didn't matter now, he was helpless and injured. He didn't feel anything, he was going numb. All he could think about was the dream he had while sleeping. His father had been showing him how to fly..Such sweet dreams Liam looked forward to dreaming again..maybe..everything was turning black now..maybe in his next life..maybe..
* * *
ReaperFett hit Liam in the head."Hey! Pay attention to this, you want the sheilds to work right, don't ya?" Liam looked at Fett in a confused manner, then shook his head. 'Oh! yeah, yeah sorry..I must've been day-dreaming..' Fett shook his head and kept explaining what needed to be done to the sheilds..
OOC: Again, comments are welcomed. :)
"Tie Interceptor, You have entered Imperial Space. Identify yourself."
Liam looked around the cockpit slowly. He was barely awake and nearly dead. He hadn't intended on the hyperspace trip taking so long, but it had and his anger had kept him alive. He shook his head and answered the voice over the comm with a dry, hoarse reply, 'This is the 'Dark Jinn', I'm comming from...Dantooine, I'm chasing after the bastard that shot out of there like a rocket. Requesting permission to land..' Liam hoped that would work, if not he would soon be space slag. After a few moments, the voice came back over the comm.
"Dark Jinn, we have uploaded a course into your nav system. Sit back and let it take you in. Be Aware, we will keep a close watch over you for the duration of your visit."
Liam sighed and let the nav system take him in. He hadn't actually counted on his story working but he didn't put much thought into it. He was exhausted, starving, and thirsty. When he landed, he rose out of the cockpit painfully. Sitting in the same position for a week had took its toll on Liam. He looked around the landing deck carefully. No one was around. Not even one escort or armed guard. Something wasn't right here. Liam instinctively reached for his lightsaber but then stopped. 'There's nothing here to fight, what am I going to do? Kill the landing pad.' Liam thought. His anger returned. This time, directed at his own paranoid delusions and stupidity. He stormed off of the landing deck towards a nearby bar.
Inside, Liam found pathetic drunks and smugglers who had too much credits to spend or not much business. Some of them turned towards Liam and turned away laughing. He just remembered he was covered in blood. Why the hell were they laughing?! His anger began to rise even higher at himself and the drunks.
'WHAT?!' Liam shouted. Most of them paid no attention to him. One drunk walked up to Liam and started laughing in his face.
"Hey boy, dij ja shoot yo'shrelf in da stomach? You ain't too bright boy are ya?! HAHAHA" The drunk started laughing loudly in Liam's face. The stench of Correlian Whiskey was strong on his breath. The drunk was thrown onto a sabbaac table seconds later. He stumbled to his feet only to be met by a kick to his groin. Liam left the drunk crying and spit on him as he walked up to the bartender.
'I need food, anything you got, and some water. After I'm throughly satisfied, I'll consider getting a drink, now you're going to get what I asked aren't you?' Liam 'persuaded' the Bartender, with a little help from the dark side, to get what he asked for. When Liam was finished eating, he left the bar, leaving 3 corpses and 5 unconsious victims. He now had enough money to get a room at the hotel he usually stayed at while on Coruscant.
He got into a room with no problems, just suspicious glances. No one said a word about the blood. Liam fell asleep on a bed the moment he laid down. 3 days later, he woke up to the sound of Imperial guards banging on his door. "Open up! Liam Jinn, we know you're in there! You are under arrest for the murders of 23 people! OPEN UP NOW OR WE WILL OPEN IT UP FOR YOU!" Liam rose from the bed and held his saber in his hands. The blade sprang to life with a 'snap-hiss'. All hell came next. The door exploded knocking Liam off his feet. Blaster fire cut through the smoke and was going everywhere. Liam couldn't do much but stare at the bolts before they ripped into his flesh. Maybe he has hit his head when flew back. Everything was going so slow, everything was peaceful. But it didn't matter now, he was helpless and injured. He didn't feel anything, he was going numb. All he could think about was the dream he had while sleeping. His father had been showing him how to fly..Such sweet dreams Liam looked forward to dreaming again..maybe..everything was turning black now..maybe in his next life..maybe..
* * *
ReaperFett hit Liam in the head."Hey! Pay attention to this, you want the sheilds to work right, don't ya?" Liam looked at Fett in a confused manner, then shook his head. 'Oh! yeah, yeah sorry..I must've been day-dreaming..' Fett shook his head and kept explaining what needed to be done to the sheilds..
OOC: Again, comments are welcomed. :)