Cryax Bane
Red-eyed Snake
Cryax Bane never forgot about Nar Shaddaa. The Smuggler’s Moon sang to him in his dreams, howled to him in his night terrors, and whispered to him in the inbetween of hyperspace. The neon-lit world pulled him like a gravitational field. It mocked and harassed him. Nar Shaddaa was the bad boyfriend that sent drunk texts in the middle of the night.Today Cryax Bane texted back.
He wouldn’t lie. It was painful being back on Nar Shaddaa. The Chiss slicer remembered each minute of the day he left in vivid detail. The smell of the new carpets on the floors of the Bane Innovation headquarters. The glub-glub of the water cooler burbling softly right next to the conference room where his team of teenage slicers lay dead. Droids spilling out of the corporate office building’s emergency exits in metal waves, scrambling over one another in hot pursuit of traitorous white collar criminal.
What was Nar Shaddaa even like these days? Was the Promenade Princess dead yet? Was [member="Khaleel Malvern"] still wiping syrupy sludge off his bar in that hole in the wall, Jerry’s or Johnny’s or something? He wondered, just how much changed since the blue Raven took flight.
As he navigated the electric playground of the kings of the night, hands shoved in his pockets, red alien orbs ferociously avoiding eye contact, the beleaguered Chiss would soon find out.
OOC Info: Open to all Techno Union members. This thread is development for Cryax Bane to re-establish himself as a crime lord in on Nar Shaddaa with permission of the Techno Union. If you are a crime lord on Nar Shaddaa, and would like to provide opposition, please PM me! I would love to have you as part of the story, especially if it sets up a lasting rivalry. If you have business on Nar Shaddaa, or if you’d like to join the thread for any other reasons, be it adversarial (hello bounty hunters) or friendly, feel free to shoot me a PM.