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Home coming; (Open) Nar Shadda
Topic Started: Sep 29 2011, 12:16:09 AM (93 Views)
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Ralek laid there flat on his stomach, on top of a snow coverd cliff his cold metal E-17d sniper sits infront of him. His hand softly cradles the handle of his sniper. His finger softly strokes the triger as if he was stroking his loves soft cheek. The snow falling ontop of his body had pilled to two inches deep. He had not moved from his spot for hours as he watched his target's camp. The day before he was able to move a foot as he moved into a better spot. A small curse left his lips.

"Come on where is that fucking guy. Im tired of freezing my ass off."

Then his target stepped out of a bunker down in the camp. He was a terriorist cell leader. A twi'lek man his skin a deep dark green. The man turns his head to scan the mountains looking right over Ralek. Ralek saw his shot, he slowed his breath to almost a stop. His heart beat was steady and calm. thud. thud. thud. Ralek timed his shot. The Twi'lek man turned almost as if looking right at Ralek. Ralek zoomed to look right between the mans eyes. The brown eyes peirce into Raleks soul, only to find the deep dark icy pit of hell as Ralek pulls the trigger. A bright orange bolt of light flies through the air leaving a hole right through the twi'lek's head.

As the camp scrambled to find him Ralek snuck back into a cavern to his personal camp till he can get a pick up.He sat down and shook snow from his gray stone colored cloak that he wore over his millitary sniper uniform. A ring came from his comunicator a simple female voice said.

"He has been released, good luck"

Ralek's last mission played through his head as the military cargo ship entered the Nar Shadda docking platform. His superiors sent him back home to relax. They told him he was too high strung going from one mission to the next. He was this close to finding his fathers killer and they send him in the wrong direction. They sent him home where people wanted him dead and they wouldn't even let him take his rifle. Ralek let out a large sigh as his hands rested on the hilts of his two vibro daggers. He was able to keep his blades and he was able to sneak a stealth field generator off the military base. No way was he going home with out some protection. He pissed off to many people on Nar Shadda to not be protected. His cargo pants held what few credits he had and his military identification. His white shirt clung to his body drenched with sweat. He sighed thinking they really needed to think about comfort a little more on the military ships.

As she ships door opened a cool breeze hit Ralek's moist shirt sending a shiver up his back. He grabbed his bag and cloak stepping off the ship and looking around. He laid the bag between his feet as he looked around his old play ground. If he took a right he would go to his uncle's house and a left would take him to a bar where he was know by all the girls. Ralek smirked and threw his cloak on, he picked up his bag and turned left. Ralek walked the dark dirty streets under the red lights that made him feel at home. He walked to a familiar door and saw a bounty poster with an old pic of himself. He threw his hood up over his head blocking his face from view and walked in the club. No one payed him any attention as he walked to the bar. He looked down at the bartender as he was helping another customer. The older man was a great friend of Ralek's and hid him many times when it got a little hot. Many of the dancers in the club were girls Ralek saved from slavers. Ralek placed a cigarra in his lips and lit it up taking a large drag as he waited for the old man. As the bartender made his way down the bar close to him Ralek could tell the old man still had no clue. "What can I get for you tonight" the old man asked placing his hands on the counter. Ralek leaned forward and whispered in the mans ear. " When are you ever going to take that picture of me down?" Ralek pulled back watching the mans face go from confusion to surprise. "Endac! Boy where have you been?" the old man exclaimed. Ralek looked around watching all the girls face light up at his name. He smirked and started to describe what had happened since he left. They both laughed and traded stories for a while. Finally the old man asked why Ralek was there. Ralek described how his bosses wanted him to take a break and sent him home. The man poured Ralek a drink and one of the girls came and sat on Ralek's lap as the night went on.
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