"Well, I was hoping for a challenge." He responded dryly as he quickly drew both his own pistols. There was silence...the calm before the storm as everyone dared each other to fire, and yet no response. Sektor looked about slowly, his expression hidden beneath the face-less visor of his mask. He kept his posture ready, stabilizing his balance in preparation for the massive firefight that was about to ensue.
"Well? Not everyone at once now. Who wants to go first?" He hissed. As if in response, one of the large Gamorreans, one who felt himself better than the others charged in; his club swinging down with the force of his momentum.
Sektor barely had enough time to jump back, the large club creating a moderately sized hole in the ground. The pig was subsequently met with three bullets in his large head, toppling down like a sack of feed as the life fled from him.
That was the catalyst: everyone began shooting at one another, though all had their blasters aimed for the two hunters - and one smuggler.
Sektor wasted no time in continuing the firefight, using a mixture of his own speed and agility, coupled with mild thrusters on his jetpack to practically dart around the small cantina, firing off in every direction.
One of the Aqualish thugs clutched at his smoking chest, riddled with burning holes before falling with a deep, throaty noise that sounded like both a roar and a gurgle at the same time.
The Gamorreans began attacking the other patrons in order to have a chance at the escaped prisoners themselves, causing even more confusion as to who was firing at who.
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Working on a post as we speak :)
I have no problems with it, personally. Go on ahead :)
I think a good friend of mine is going to Germany for a study-abroad program. I know he's incredibly excited for it.
I'm in good ol' Murica. Eastern time zone.
Alas, we must wait for the posting order to see. Causing a scene could work - if we had a ship we could access easily. But if not, it's practically throwing a wild card.
Sektor was the last one to enter the cantina, strafing in with one sharp eye on the doorway for any Gamorreans ready to split their skulls with vibroaxes. Only when the trio had fully entered the cantina had he holstered his blaster at his hip. Steam was currently emanating from his armor as it struggled to control the internal temperature systems. Already at the lower-corner of his vision could Sektor see a screen detailing the internal heat levels lowering slowly but surely in the cool, air-conditioned cantina.
He looked about the bar slowly, receiving a few confused glances in return. No doubt these fools knew who he was. 'Teemo's Thug' they called him, among others either more or less noble in stature. Indeed, his reputation preceded him, especially in Mos Shuuta.
He watched Ruusaan take off her helmet with a mixture of surprise and reproach. He wouldn't let any civilian see him unmasked. His identity was a secret, and that kept him alive. He hadn't operated under his real name in some time now, and indeed would sometimes not even respond to it when a close one was speaking to him.
"As much as I'd enjoy riddling Piggies with holes, I believe it is past our invitation to leave." He said to Ruusaan. Though his words were 'meant' possibly as humorous, his tone was cold and dull, revealing no emotion except disinterest.
He looked about the bar slowly, receiving a few confused glances in return. No doubt these fools knew who he was. 'Teemo's Thug' they called him, among others either more or less noble in stature. Indeed, his reputation preceded him, especially in Mos Shuuta.
He watched Ruusaan take off her helmet with a mixture of surprise and reproach. He wouldn't let any civilian see him unmasked. His identity was a secret, and that kept him alive. He hadn't operated under his real name in some time now, and indeed would sometimes not even respond to it when a close one was speaking to him.
"As much as I'd enjoy riddling Piggies with holes, I believe it is past our invitation to leave." He said to Ruusaan. Though his words were 'meant' possibly as humorous, his tone was cold and dull, revealing no emotion except disinterest.
You could name the droid Wrex. Sounds a bit more mechanical :) As for the ship, I've noted most take on after birds, like the Millennium Falcon, or the Ebon Hawk. Something that sounds...fast. The Sluggish Pelican is an example of a NOT SO GOOD ship XD Hope that helps at least a little bit, eh?
Alright, that's fine. Whenever's necessary. I've been in a few really good Star Wars rp's before. The last one being right at the climax of Order 66. Sadly, that ended when the site shut down late 2013. A pity. But at least there's another Star Wars rp with great potential.
Any idea when we'll finally be able to start? :D
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