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Telaki Olus
Oct 10th, 2002, 09:58:25 AM
Into the night he ran, carried upon the swift breath of fear. Faster and faster he tumbled down the sidewalks of Coruscant, mind racing, blood pumping like pistons, in an attempt to elude his pursuers.

The deal had gone awry and now they wanted his head on a platter. Oh the irony of it all. Was it not but a month past, when he was in the position of his hunters. Had he not run down a scared being, not unlike himself now? He had, and he had relished it.

Now was not the perfect moment for introspective feelings though. Now he was in a race for his life, with no finish line in sight. Up ahead the walkway jerked sharply to the right. He needed to get there....or he was doomed.