:: HERO of KORRIBAN ::
Eye lids opened to a new day, or night, whatever it was. Jacen just knew he was greeted from his sleep with a pounding headache. It was typical for him to wake this way. Ever since he lost the only people he ever knew to call parents. Sure they had been crooks, con artist, but they had raised him, and loved him. What more could anyone ask for? Jacen certainly couldn't. The orphan had needed that in his life when he stowed away on their ship Shadow Runner so long ago.
There was something different about today, different than most days. This morning was Jacen's birthday. For this first time in thirteen years, he was alone. Strong hands wiped across his face and run through his dirty blonde hair. It was up for his morning routine. Boxer shorts dropped to the floor, he'd toss them in the hamper later, and the tall, muscular frame, waled into the fresher to take a shower. The ship was his home, and Jacen moved from space port to space port. He didn't really know where he was at the moment. He'd remember soon enough though.
His dress was casual as he set down the loading ramp of his center cockpit yt-1300. Turned out is was late afternoon already, and that he was on Zeltros. No wonder he couldn't remember anything about the night before. He likely partied a bit too hard. Well here he was 23 today and on the party planet. Looks like it was time to go have a little celebration. The Vioelt Blue was not too far from the space port, and the club boasted some wild fun.
Jacen walked into the club, the bass was thumping loud, and the party was going wild. That was the beauty of Zeltros, there was always a party going on. The scoundrel walked up to the bar, and took a seat. His senses were already being assaulted by the pheromones around him. All he could think at the momet, was happy birthday!!
There was something different about today, different than most days. This morning was Jacen's birthday. For this first time in thirteen years, he was alone. Strong hands wiped across his face and run through his dirty blonde hair. It was up for his morning routine. Boxer shorts dropped to the floor, he'd toss them in the hamper later, and the tall, muscular frame, waled into the fresher to take a shower. The ship was his home, and Jacen moved from space port to space port. He didn't really know where he was at the moment. He'd remember soon enough though.
His dress was casual as he set down the loading ramp of his center cockpit yt-1300. Turned out is was late afternoon already, and that he was on Zeltros. No wonder he couldn't remember anything about the night before. He likely partied a bit too hard. Well here he was 23 today and on the party planet. Looks like it was time to go have a little celebration. The Vioelt Blue was not too far from the space port, and the club boasted some wild fun.
Jacen walked into the club, the bass was thumping loud, and the party was going wild. That was the beauty of Zeltros, there was always a party going on. The scoundrel walked up to the bar, and took a seat. His senses were already being assaulted by the pheromones around him. All he could think at the momet, was happy birthday!!