PLOPPP!! A body smashes down a foot from where
Pahul Vitorbreeze
stood.
The badlands on this ugly, sorry excuse of a planet was not much different then most badlands on the other trash of the galaxy. The only different thing here was the job. Flying low over the badlands as their wealthy clients hung out the open doorways with their sniper rifle blasters. They were hunting Cheroka's, a rare horned species commonly found only on Duros. The catch is these creatures were fast and deadly. Because they were deadly, is why the wealthy stayed safe up in the flying ships above.
Scar counted the large stack of credits on the table in front of her as she heard a snap echo through her cargo hold. "Eh.. Scar.. you better get down here" her first mate and captain said over the inner ship communications.
"Frack... i lost count" She murmured to herself with a heavy sigh and made her way to the cargo hold where their clients had been hanging by straps out the doorways.
As she approached, she no longer heard the steady stream of blaster fire that had been the norm during the hunt, instead, she was greeted by the sight of her crew and a few of their clients huddled around one of the doors. As she made her way through the crowd, her eyes widened as she found what all the fuss was about. There flapping in the open doorway was the harness of one of the clients, the only problem was, the client and half the harness were not there.
"Frack" She said again loudly. An unsuccessful hunt was one thing but a dead client was an entirely new and worse problem.
"Swing her around" She commanded as the ship made a 180 and back the way in which it came. As they approached and then flew over a cabin, Scars gaze landed on a single human on the ground below.
Pahul Vitorbreeze