Gray Raxis
Blind and Broken
Gray had gotten his interest peaked when he had gone through his father's files on his datapad recently. The thing had mentioned the name Vassara Raxis on it and there were a lot of files following the woman's actions around the galaxy up to the time his dad had died. He didn't understand this. Was his father cheating on his mom at the time? He couldn't believe that to be true, or he didn't know what he would do. He had looked into the whole affair to find out what was going on, and that was how he found himself where he was now, The Raxis Homestead. He had been here before for a party, and almost gotten himself shot to death. Of course that wasn't by the host, but it still happened.
Gray had rented a speeder to get here and parked the thing in a good spot before heading to the door. He came dressed in his gray shirt and pants trimmed in dark blue, leather boots, and leather duster. His blaster pistol was strapped to his right leg as usual as he walked to the door.
Gray took a deep breath before saying to himself, " Alright Gray, try to handle this well. Don't screw this up like you usually do. Just be yourself... okay maybe not that. Be charming. Be smooth. Just don't get yourself shot at this time like you did last time.... You can do this." He straightened out his duster impulsively before he noticed he was wasting time. He stopped himself and then knocked on the door lightly once. He waited a moment before he frowned at himself and knocked on it solidly enough it actually could be heard by someone other than him.
[member="Jack Raxis"]
Gray had rented a speeder to get here and parked the thing in a good spot before heading to the door. He came dressed in his gray shirt and pants trimmed in dark blue, leather boots, and leather duster. His blaster pistol was strapped to his right leg as usual as he walked to the door.
Gray took a deep breath before saying to himself, " Alright Gray, try to handle this well. Don't screw this up like you usually do. Just be yourself... okay maybe not that. Be charming. Be smooth. Just don't get yourself shot at this time like you did last time.... You can do this." He straightened out his duster impulsively before he noticed he was wasting time. He stopped himself and then knocked on the door lightly once. He waited a moment before he frowned at himself and knocked on it solidly enough it actually could be heard by someone other than him.
[member="Jack Raxis"]