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Frakorr
Nov 28th, 2003, 03:32:55 PM
Night fell over the Capital Planet’s glittering towers and many levels. The members of high society were at their lavish parties. Air taxies transported people to various nightclubs and entertainment establishments. There was always a quarrel or a vendetta between someone over something. Tonight, amongst the billions of lifeforms on Coruscant, for one Wookie, all the thought he was giving was centred on one being. That being was a Twi’lek by the name of Dottan Olenu.

The Wookie dropped, landing on the walkway bellow him. He looked round checking for signs of movement, there wasn’t any. He slung his weapon across his back and ran silently towards his destination.

An airspeeder flew amongst the rest of the traffic; its expensive exterior glinting from the never-ending sea of light. Dottan sat back and watched the cityscape fly by. The vehicle turned and began to descend slightly towards a tower block, which held one of the best restaurants in the area. The airspeeder pulled up to a landing pad protruding from the side of the building. The hairy alien had arrived; he crept along the walkways moving in and out of shadow. He got into a position overlooking the landing pad where his prey had just landed. The trap was set now all he had to do was complete what he had come here to do.

The sights of his bowcaster lined up on the Twi’lek. He checked his sights were correctly set, closed his left eye and squeezed the trigger. The relatively quiet night was broken by the sudden bark of the bowcaster. The energy quarrel slammed into Dottan’s neck exploding on impact. The sights snapped over to the driver who was sprinting towards the tower door. The bowcaster made its familiar noise once more, and the driver’s leg was ripped from under him. The Wookie stood up and moved not caring about how much noise he made. There was good reason to move quickly as the building security officers had realised what was happening and were now in pursuit of the bounty hunter. They were closing in, fast.

March Kalas
Jun 11th, 2004, 02:14:54 PM
The man was of an average size: about six foot and one hundred, eighty pounds. Not appearing as an extremely strong or intimidating person, he could cripple the strongest bouncer with the slightest movement or put a noghri warrior in misery in a split second. having devoted his entire life to martial arts, the humble man was the ultimate match for most living beings that were not force sensative, but he would never hurt a fly unless he saw it completely necessary.

Sitting alone at a bar of a lavish club, he simply observed all around him. He enjoyed doing this; March had traveled the galaxy studying the nature of different beings. Now he was observing the behavior of the rich sector of Coruscant. The men appeared to be very noticably snotty while the women tended to always laugh in a haughty tone every other second. As was the nature of most overly wealthy folk, the bar was not crowded shoulder to shoulder; the rich needed their space. However, the dance floor was packed to the fullest as there was no "worthy" enough music to seriously dance to.

As the man watched and observed, he noticed a big furry creature steal into the busy club and instantly recognized a wookie. As was his nature, March instantly turned extra alert. Nothing around him escaped his notice. Not far behind the wookie, he saw several security personnel rushing towards the club and almost wished he had brought his blaster. But as the face of the wookie became familiar to him, March hurried over to the bounty hunter's path.

"Is your ship near hear," the man quietly asked the big brute.

Frakorr
Jun 25th, 2004, 02:25:09 PM
" Not far, but we must hurry, follow me" the wookie replied. He began to head for a set of doors on the oposite side of the room, trying to shake off the eyes that began to stab at him. He stayed close to the wall, his bowcaster seemed so obvious to him, how could anyone have failed to notice its presence at his side. A woman pointed, shouting as she saw the weapon. Frakorr broke into a run, Kalas was only a short way behind him.