Tharin Kray
Jan 27th, 2002, 10:06:04 AM
The last bit of deep red light fled from the horizion. The night air was forming up, along with the usual cool mist. As night fell upon the prision, artificial lights began to flare up. The night shift of gaurds came in as usual. One day... I will be gone from here and as soon as I regain power, I'm coming back and slagging this miserable place... though Tharin Kray.
Tharin Kray was in the New Republic prision for life on accounts of grand theft, murder of the first degree, destruction of public property, resistance arrest, murder of New Republic law enforcer, and smuggling of illegal products into New Republic space. To say the least he had been on an average smuggling operation when it went wrong.
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Three years earlier...
"Come on Tharin! I don't have all day," speaking was Tharin's brother, Darrin.
"Hold your rancors! This ain't light ya know!" Tharin was trudging along, barely lifting up a cargo crate, a crate of glitterstim. Very illegal spice.
"Grr!" Responded Darrin as he awaited in the duo's modified Lambda shuttle.
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Pain soared through Tharin's backside as the gaurd thrusted at him with a stunbar. Apperently, the convict had drifted to close to the bars as he jumped away in pain.
"Get to bed maggot!" Said the gaurd. He was fat and oafish, but his voice was booming and deep.
"One.. I will kill you." Tharin Kray said to him in a low, quiet voice; nearly under his breath.
"What was that?!" Screamed tubby.
"Nothing." He said as he climbed onto the only bed in his cell. He was lucky, as most cells had two beds with two inmants in them and every night muffled screams could be heard. Wheather of pain or pleasure noone knew.
Tharin Kray was in the New Republic prision for life on accounts of grand theft, murder of the first degree, destruction of public property, resistance arrest, murder of New Republic law enforcer, and smuggling of illegal products into New Republic space. To say the least he had been on an average smuggling operation when it went wrong.
~~~
Three years earlier...
"Come on Tharin! I don't have all day," speaking was Tharin's brother, Darrin.
"Hold your rancors! This ain't light ya know!" Tharin was trudging along, barely lifting up a cargo crate, a crate of glitterstim. Very illegal spice.
"Grr!" Responded Darrin as he awaited in the duo's modified Lambda shuttle.
~~~
Pain soared through Tharin's backside as the gaurd thrusted at him with a stunbar. Apperently, the convict had drifted to close to the bars as he jumped away in pain.
"Get to bed maggot!" Said the gaurd. He was fat and oafish, but his voice was booming and deep.
"One.. I will kill you." Tharin Kray said to him in a low, quiet voice; nearly under his breath.
"What was that?!" Screamed tubby.
"Nothing." He said as he climbed onto the only bed in his cell. He was lucky, as most cells had two beds with two inmants in them and every night muffled screams could be heard. Wheather of pain or pleasure noone knew.