Post by Dutch on Oct 1, 2009 18:14:16 GMT -5
In the slight gleaming daylight of early morn, a lone light freighter slowly made its way to the ground, engines humming loudly with strain from keeping the ship flying. As it slid onto the ground, the exit ramp opened with a hiss and a lone figure moved down it, a trail of smoke wafting behind him. In the dawn the brightest thing lay at head level with the figure, the cherry from his cigar being that thing. With a puff the man stepped foot on the sandy, dusty surface, his combat boots causing little puffs of dust to rise.
"What kinda spaced planet is this?"
Growled the gritty voice of Balax Brason, Sith soldier and man of interesting tastes. Clad in his usual armor, but missing his precious "Hand Dragon", Balax looked around and started to move away from the freighter, contemplating whether or not he should remove the Type-02 Carbine from his back or not. He knew this was a friendly planet alliance wise, but one could never be certain. His hands at his waist, Bal looked around for the man who contacted him.
It was on a Sith Carrier that he was contacted, a cloaked and hidden man telling him he was to report to Ossus for some advanced training for his new unit- 433rd LSG, specializing in Bal's latest passion: Slaying Jedi.
A wicked grin touched his lips, the two fleshy pink strips sliding over yellowed teeth as his grin got wider at this thought. But not a second later he began to move towards the only signs of life, what appeared to be a large excavation site lay about a mile away...
"What kinda spaced planet is this?"
Growled the gritty voice of Balax Brason, Sith soldier and man of interesting tastes. Clad in his usual armor, but missing his precious "Hand Dragon", Balax looked around and started to move away from the freighter, contemplating whether or not he should remove the Type-02 Carbine from his back or not. He knew this was a friendly planet alliance wise, but one could never be certain. His hands at his waist, Bal looked around for the man who contacted him.
It was on a Sith Carrier that he was contacted, a cloaked and hidden man telling him he was to report to Ossus for some advanced training for his new unit- 433rd LSG, specializing in Bal's latest passion: Slaying Jedi.
A wicked grin touched his lips, the two fleshy pink strips sliding over yellowed teeth as his grin got wider at this thought. But not a second later he began to move towards the only signs of life, what appeared to be a large excavation site lay about a mile away...