Synteck
Dec 15th, 2002, 07:20:36 PM
Synteck walked along the side walkes of the long, and dirty streets of Tatooine with his highly modified, and antique armor on. He hadn't been in a fight in quite some while and thought about if he was rusty, or if he still had the old punch still inside of him. He was looking to his left and right, noticing many patrons inside of each shop, when he saw a figure in a local tavern. He walked through the doors of the old tavern that he had gone to as a young man. Walking past tables and chairs filled with patrons, he took a seat at the bar. He motioned to the barkeep.
Ill have a beer, thanks.
He glanced around the bar, looking for any familiar faces. But found nothing. He then went back to drinking his beer. He was minding his own buisness, and did not like to be disturbed by anyone he did not know. Especially theives, they might take his money or any other possesion that he owned.
Ill have a beer, thanks.
He glanced around the bar, looking for any familiar faces. But found nothing. He then went back to drinking his beer. He was minding his own buisness, and did not like to be disturbed by anyone he did not know. Especially theives, they might take his money or any other possesion that he owned.