Bekel Warpblade
Character
Breathing in short controlled bursts, heart pounding, red lights flashing.
Everything is going according to plan.
I run down the hallways of the space station, avoiding confused dressed up party guests and staying out of sight of the security. You see, the security doesn't really like it when you kill someone in the middle of their speech, especially if it's the person hosting the party. "I didn't really like the guy anyways," I think to himself, jumping over the fallen body of a guard I had just shot down "he talks too much."
Nearing the very last hallway, the one closest to the station hull, I give a small smirk. At least, I'm smiling until I turn the corner and see a whole troop of security guards at the end of that hallway. Thinking quickly, I fire my pistol at the security panel next to the end door, closing the door and securing it. "That won't hold 'em for long..." I mutter, securing the space mask I had packed on my face. "I've got to make this quick." I say, my self dialogues muffled by the mask. Now set, I toss a primed explosive at the wall right before the security team finally breaches the door. I give the team a small farewell salute as the explosives blow a hole in the wall and cause the vacuum of space to suck the contents of the space station out through that hole.
I now take control of an escape pod I had set to orbit the station and disable the orbit procedures, causing the pod to start falling away from the station and to the planets surface. Looking out of the viewport, I observe the planet's blue-green surface. "There couldn't be a better place to end up on." I state, as I get myself comfortable for entry. The pod will put me into a 24-hour stasis upon impact, so as to preserve my body, although putting me at the mercy of whomever would find me. Luckily, the area I'm aiming for has no political affiliation, so I won't have to get mixed up in THAT mess.
My pod leaves a flaming streak in the sky, before its makes a violent impact in a relatively clear area. The capsule lies in a smoking crater, completely at the mercy of whomever may find it...
(A, preferably unaffiliated, jedi/sith/force-user would be appreciated, so as to advance the plot I have in mind, although, anyone else is encouraged to join.)
Everything is going according to plan.
I run down the hallways of the space station, avoiding confused dressed up party guests and staying out of sight of the security. You see, the security doesn't really like it when you kill someone in the middle of their speech, especially if it's the person hosting the party. "I didn't really like the guy anyways," I think to himself, jumping over the fallen body of a guard I had just shot down "he talks too much."
Nearing the very last hallway, the one closest to the station hull, I give a small smirk. At least, I'm smiling until I turn the corner and see a whole troop of security guards at the end of that hallway. Thinking quickly, I fire my pistol at the security panel next to the end door, closing the door and securing it. "That won't hold 'em for long..." I mutter, securing the space mask I had packed on my face. "I've got to make this quick." I say, my self dialogues muffled by the mask. Now set, I toss a primed explosive at the wall right before the security team finally breaches the door. I give the team a small farewell salute as the explosives blow a hole in the wall and cause the vacuum of space to suck the contents of the space station out through that hole.
I now take control of an escape pod I had set to orbit the station and disable the orbit procedures, causing the pod to start falling away from the station and to the planets surface. Looking out of the viewport, I observe the planet's blue-green surface. "There couldn't be a better place to end up on." I state, as I get myself comfortable for entry. The pod will put me into a 24-hour stasis upon impact, so as to preserve my body, although putting me at the mercy of whomever would find me. Luckily, the area I'm aiming for has no political affiliation, so I won't have to get mixed up in THAT mess.
My pod leaves a flaming streak in the sky, before its makes a violent impact in a relatively clear area. The capsule lies in a smoking crater, completely at the mercy of whomever may find it...
(A, preferably unaffiliated, jedi/sith/force-user would be appreciated, so as to advance the plot I have in mind, although, anyone else is encouraged to join.)