Tharin Kray
Oct 27th, 2002, 05:24:07 PM
"Five...four...three..." He looked at his chrono, counting down seconds. He was standing on a crosswalk on the planet Couruscant, the galactic city-world. The man was half a block away from a New Republic office. A defensive department office to be more exact. "Two...one." His voice was masked by an enormous explosion that ripped threw the city sending shrapnel and flames alike every which way.
No one even looked his way as he proceeded to enter a black hover speeder. That was the way it was suppose to go. The way they planned. Liberating Couruscant was their mission. They being a small cell of guerilla warfarists from the Empire.
The Couruscant Liberation Corps they were called, comprised of most likely the best "terrorists"--as called by the Republic--in the Empire. Just recently had they begun striking planetwide at buildings. Some civillain, some Republic. It didn't matter right now. All of it, was part of phase one.
No one even looked his way as he proceeded to enter a black hover speeder. That was the way it was suppose to go. The way they planned. Liberating Couruscant was their mission. They being a small cell of guerilla warfarists from the Empire.
The Couruscant Liberation Corps they were called, comprised of most likely the best "terrorists"--as called by the Republic--in the Empire. Just recently had they begun striking planetwide at buildings. Some civillain, some Republic. It didn't matter right now. All of it, was part of phase one.