Xhedias
04-06-2008 15:19:09
Through the shadows a grizzly visage appeared. Tattoos lined his face upon a crown of horns. The Zabrak delicately licked his thumb and ran it along the rim of the emitter of his lightsaber. By Sadow how he loved the thrill of the hunt. Shimura leaped from the shadows and placed his saber hilt at the base of the gang leader’s skull. A shrill of panic crept from the Vigo’s gaping mouth.
“Wh-who are you?”
“Just another nameless pawn to never mark the pages of history. It seems the Hutts believe you to be a threat to business.”
“Whatever it is they are paying you, the Black Sun will double it!”
“I highly doubt that, vermin.”
The Keibatsu snapped the saber on and off in a hum of energy. The blood red blade blasted through the Human’s skull before being sucked back to the hilt. A thump reverberated through the dimly lit office as Shimura put his saber out of sight on his belt line.
He retrieved a comm device from his robes and stepped over the smoking body. He looked for a clear spot to put the device but found no such place on the Vigo’s desk. Putting one muscular forearm down on the desk, he swept the garbage to one side clear off the desk. He put the device down and activated it.
“Brothers! Sisters! I have returned…”
The thudding of knocks came from the door shortly before interested cries. “Sir! Is everything alright?”
Shimura called forth his saber and held it loosely. He waved a pale hand to shut off the device. A glint sparkled in his eyes as he strode to the pneumatic door, opening it with a hiss. The Battlemaster allowed himself a smirk as his saber crackled to life.