Zolar left Gorro's palace, loading a clip into his pistol. He had a special assignment from the Hutt and he gladly took it. While he would never admit it to Gorro, Zolar missed traveling the stars in search of dangerous bounties. But he shouldn't complain, he has a good thing going. Safety, steady pay, a place to stay. Still, there has been some nights where he yearned to leave 3030. He made his way through the streets of 3030, moving through the crowds. He took a shortcut through an alley. He would be able to cut his travel time in half. But a human stepped out from behind a trash bin, armed with a modified blaster pistol. Zolar stopped, looking at him for a moment. His helmet's sensors picked up movement behind him and as he turned, he saw two more humans step out of the buildings that towered over them. He heard the rattle of metal and looked up to see yet another human, equipped with dual blaster pistols. Zolar began to suspect what was happening. He turned back to the first human, his hand resting on his own blaster rifle. [color=Gold]"Can I help you?"[/color] he asked menacingly, speaking galactic basic.

The first human, a dark skinned man with a military style Mohawk, chortled as he looked around at his companions.

"Look at this fellas, the cyber-monster can speak basic. I'm impressed. Say, don't you work for that fucking slug, Gorro?"

Zolar's eyes narrowed as he started to analyze the situation. He was surrounded, and if these humans were natives to 3030, they were all good with a gun. He took in his surroundings as he replied [color=Gold]"I would advise you talk about the leader of the Scarred Cartel with a little more respect, who knows who could be listening."[/color] Zolar saw a door leading into an apartment complex to his right. If they started firing, that would be his best bet. They had a tactical advantage on him and can easily gun him down.

"Oh is that so, piss-fur? Yeah, I've seen what you freaks look like under your armor and cybernetics. We'll be doing the galaxy a favor taking you out."

Zolar's hand drifted to his belt, a smoke grenade ready to be detonated. [color=Gold]"If you try to kill me it will be the last mistake of your miserable life."[/color] He stated plainly. The human smirked and quickly snapped his blaster rifle up, firing a shot towards him. Zolar pressed the activation button the the smoke grenade and flung it towards him, the blaster bolt colliding with it midair, engulfing the Gank in smoke. Zolar sprinted to the right, readying his blaster rifle and shoulder rammed the flimsy door, it flying open as he sprinted down the dismal hall. He heard blaster fire follow him down the hall. Zolar ducked behind a crate and set up on top of it, aiming his blaster rifle down the hall. He saw the humans sprinting down the hall. He allowed himself a sinister grin as he switched his IQA-11 to automatic and he looked down the sights. He pulled on the trigger. Red bolts flew down the hallway, the dual wielder was leading the way and immediately collapsed to the ground, the blaster exploding on his chest.  The human behind him scrambled backwards, the first one falling on his legs. The human yelped and his head exploded in flame as Zolar's rifle ended another life.

By this time, the remaining three scrambled for cover in the narrow hallway. The Assassin aimed at a poor fool who didn't know what to do and pulled the trigger, sending him crashing to the floor. The last two returned fire and Zolar ducked behind the crate, blaster fire exploding over his head. Zolar peeked around the bottom of the crate, blasting a human who had gotten to confident. His body thumped to the ground. Now only the dark skinned human was left.

"H-hey man, m-maybe we can work something out, we don't have t-" he was cut off by Zolar's vengeful blaster beam exploding in his face, sending him into the wall. Dead. The Gank stood up, surveying the hallway. He heard a door open behind him and an elderly looking Rodian was staring at the scene. The Rodian looked at him and at the dead humans, then closed the door again. Zolar's comm binged with an incoming call. He slung his blaster rifle and activated his comm. [color=Gold]"Zolar here."[/color]

"Hey Zolar, got an order from the boss. Forget about Dyno, The Pures got a guy named Correl. He needs to be eliminated." Zolar smiled and replied [color=Gold]"Perfect timing, I was just jumped by a squad of Pures. Tell the boss he's as good as dead."[/color] He switched off the comm and made his way past the corpses of the humans, making his way out of the complex.