Ξεχασμένος
Location: Ballroom
Allies: [member="Joza Perl"] | [member="Kimiko"] | [member="Bryce Bantam"]
Enemies: [member="Ajira Cardei"] and FO agents.
Objective: Try to find other friends and keep tabs on the Sith lady/person.
The crowd surged and webbed around him, giving him a chance to fade into the crowd, hopefully BB could handle whoever the hell was under that mask, but if not, he could always run in and do that 'crazy, ass-whupping vigilante' thing that worked so well for him. Pausing, he would feel around for a familiar presence, finally feeling Joza nearby,
Pushing through, he manged to find his pink... inflated momma friend. Placing his hand on her shoulder, he would run a quick scan, noticing her pain in her ankles... and were those contractions? "Damn girl, are you in need a literal 'pick me up'?" Grinning, he would look around, seeing a few First Order agents rushing towards their general direction. "Excuse me,"
Stepping forward, he swung his deactivated saber in a powerful right hook, the hilt of his saber putting even more weight into his strike. Sending the man sprawling, he would pull the man's force baton, cracking another aside the skull before sending the weapon spinning to collide with another man's chest, a crack being audible.
Turning back to face her, he would grin, flamings eyes dancing with excitement. "Sorry, couldn't miss some fun, and besides, they'd attack Bryce."
Moving beside her, eyes and mind would scan for another woman, concern flooding his system.
Allies: [member="Joza Perl"] | [member="Kimiko"] | [member="Bryce Bantam"]
Enemies: [member="Ajira Cardei"] and FO agents.
Objective: Try to find other friends and keep tabs on the Sith lady/person.
The crowd surged and webbed around him, giving him a chance to fade into the crowd, hopefully BB could handle whoever the hell was under that mask, but if not, he could always run in and do that 'crazy, ass-whupping vigilante' thing that worked so well for him. Pausing, he would feel around for a familiar presence, finally feeling Joza nearby,
Pushing through, he manged to find his pink... inflated momma friend. Placing his hand on her shoulder, he would run a quick scan, noticing her pain in her ankles... and were those contractions? "Damn girl, are you in need a literal 'pick me up'?" Grinning, he would look around, seeing a few First Order agents rushing towards their general direction. "Excuse me,"
Stepping forward, he swung his deactivated saber in a powerful right hook, the hilt of his saber putting even more weight into his strike. Sending the man sprawling, he would pull the man's force baton, cracking another aside the skull before sending the weapon spinning to collide with another man's chest, a crack being audible.
Turning back to face her, he would grin, flamings eyes dancing with excitement. "Sorry, couldn't miss some fun, and besides, they'd attack Bryce."
Moving beside her, eyes and mind would scan for another woman, concern flooding his system.