Lord of Girth
Scared? If I wasn't then I would have been an idiot.
It was not easy tracking down this man. Even if he was known to work for the Lords of the Fringe from time to time. It was my down time right now. I had been looking for this man. Wanting to capture him and turn in his bounty. Surely enough as a man who destroyed the Senate building as an after thought of a fight, he would have stepped on somebodies toes. Despite his name being thrown around almost as though he were a god, Someone needed to bring him down a notch or two... maybe.
I thought that I was up to the task of finding this man. Mikhail Shorn. A Telekinesis Beast. I would never be able to stand toe to toe with him in TK. However, what I could do is use a combination of my skills to overcome him... once more, possibly. There was a chance that anybody could kill him. Hell even him slipping in the bathtub could crack his skull open. With his record however, I highly doubt it.
This man was know to never lose a fight. There have been close calls, but never a true defeat. That is what scared me. Shorn is not the kind of person you just mess with willy nilly. Yet I choose to do so. Standing there, geared up in my Wyern attire, I had my assortment of weapons on me. Really all that I was carrying was the Striker Pistol, my own Tri-barreled pistol, and two lightsabers. One a double bladed, and the other a single.
Standing on the intersection of the street, I was trying to read up on some of the known information of this man. Showing only small bits of his life as a Sith who rose into power. Becoming a champion of all in what seemed to be, over night. If everything went in my favor, unlikely, then I would be one very rich Bounty Hunter. And a man with many broken bones.
Now, just to find the man who was rarely seen. Ever.
[member="Mikhail Shorn"]
It was not easy tracking down this man. Even if he was known to work for the Lords of the Fringe from time to time. It was my down time right now. I had been looking for this man. Wanting to capture him and turn in his bounty. Surely enough as a man who destroyed the Senate building as an after thought of a fight, he would have stepped on somebodies toes. Despite his name being thrown around almost as though he were a god, Someone needed to bring him down a notch or two... maybe.
I thought that I was up to the task of finding this man. Mikhail Shorn. A Telekinesis Beast. I would never be able to stand toe to toe with him in TK. However, what I could do is use a combination of my skills to overcome him... once more, possibly. There was a chance that anybody could kill him. Hell even him slipping in the bathtub could crack his skull open. With his record however, I highly doubt it.
This man was know to never lose a fight. There have been close calls, but never a true defeat. That is what scared me. Shorn is not the kind of person you just mess with willy nilly. Yet I choose to do so. Standing there, geared up in my Wyern attire, I had my assortment of weapons on me. Really all that I was carrying was the Striker Pistol, my own Tri-barreled pistol, and two lightsabers. One a double bladed, and the other a single.
Standing on the intersection of the street, I was trying to read up on some of the known information of this man. Showing only small bits of his life as a Sith who rose into power. Becoming a champion of all in what seemed to be, over night. If everything went in my favor, unlikely, then I would be one very rich Bounty Hunter. And a man with many broken bones.
Now, just to find the man who was rarely seen. Ever.
[member="Mikhail Shorn"]