Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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A little luck of the draw

Courscant

Many were abound. Beings of all kinds. Zeltrons, Chiss, humans, and even droids. I came to search for those who proved themselves to join my master and his crusade of giving freedom to all. The problem we had, were all the governments were trying to get into the way. They wanted to create order. A place where all of these people would rule with a sword, or by the pen. That would change.

Chaos was the Order. Only those who put in effort to survive were the rulers. The people who were strong enough to lead many to their own forms of order. To restart the galaxy. We needed more people. Smugglers, Soldiers, Pilots, hell, even more Sith if we could. Maybe then, we could find some people.

Hence why I was in a smugglers bar. I needed someone who is able to get into situations, as fast as they could get out. Now, I just needed to see if the right person was here who could get that job for me.

[member="Leo Vandermolen"],
 
Coruscant. The planet which raised this man from a boy, its harsh lessons punishing him at any wrong step, honing him into the professional that he was today. Or at least he considered himself a professional...

And so Leo had found himself back in his old stomping grounds, back to where he had grown up as a kid. He knew these streets like the back of his hand. He'd needed a break form all his ordeals, just a chance to get away from it all, why he came back to his home world... Leo didn't know, something about coming home just felt right. He took a seat in a booth towards the back of the room, whiskey clutched firmly in his grasp, drinking away his thoughts in this back-end cantina he'd used to frequent while he lived here. The place had changed since he was a kid, then again, everything changes eventually, most of all Leo. He heard the door swing open wide, the strutting of feet against the glossy floor. Leo cocked his head slightly to catch a glimpse of the new patron, witnessing a muscular brunette enter, she looked like she wanted something, and it wasn't a drink...

| [member="Akuma"] |
 

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