OOC: Woohoo I'm the FIRST!! XD
Night.
Coruscant.
City planet.
Oh Well, what the Hell...
The sound of racing speeders outdoors could be heard through the thick walls between which an older Human male was meditating. He had half-long hair, once dirty blonde, but it started to become grey in the past few years. To the right of him stood a table on which two particular cilinder formed objects lay, ready to be picked up and used.
Lightsabers.
Next to these lightsabers lay a blaster pistol, the one the old man always carried with him. His trusted pistol that had saved his life so many times.
The man sat on his knees with his eyes closed, lost in deep thoughts, lost in the Force. He was breathing slowly, but then, suddenly, he opened his eyes. Slowly he turned his head to the left where the window was and he looked outside. At first he saw nothing, so he stood up and walked over to the window. As he took a better look he saw a group of man standing outside, armed with blaster rifles.
"Shit."
Quickly the man turned around and used the Force to Pull his lightsabers to his hands and clipped them to his belt. After that he Force Pulled his pistol to his right hand and put it in the holster on his right leg. He walked towards the wardrobe in the corner and grabbed his black longcoat and he put it on. After he had put on the longcoat he turned around towards the door and exitted his appartment.
As he ran down the stairs he figured he should not take the main entrance, for these bounty hunters were standing there. When he reached the ground floor he ran over to the backentrance and pushed open the door with both his hands. Quickly, he looked back to see if the bounty hunters were following, which they did.
"Try to catch me!!" He shouted and then he ran away from the building in a Burst of Force Speed, leaving the bounty hunters far behind.
The man ran through the streets and finally reached a cantina.
"Quen!" a familiar voice sounded. "Wow! I never thought to see you here, my man. Where the hell have you been all those years?"
The man looked up and saw a Besalisk male standing behind the barcounter. He raised a finger and put it on his lips. "Been around." He simply answered and he quickly moved over to the barcounter. "Look, I'm not here for a drink, Bondar. I'm on the run for bounty hunters."
"B..Bounty Hunters? What the hell?"
"No time for questions! You gotta help me."
Bondar, the Besalisk bartender, nodded and gestured for the man to follow him and so the man did. They walked into the backroom and Bondar gestured towards the security door. "You can hide there, Quen. If those bounty hunters come here and ask for you, I'll say I have no idea where you are."
"Fine."
The Human walked over to the security doors and Bondar opened them up. The man stepped through them and quickly Bondar shut them again.
"There you are..." A deep, graveled, male voice sounded.
"What!? Is this a trap?" The man shouted and he grabbed his blaster pistol. He looked straight into the eyes of a Duros Bounty Hunter. It was no-one less than Midas Bullet.
"Seems like it." Bullet responded and it was then when the Human realized that this Bounty Hunter was pointing a large repeater blaster at him.
"If I were you, I'd point that gun somewhere else." He said and his voice sounded threatening. He meant what he was saying and the Duros did best to follow the Human's advice. Instead, Bullet laughed.
"So be it."
A second later Bullet had dropped his repeater blaster to the floor and he was floating in the air, grasping for his throat. The Bounty Hunter suddenly was afraid for the old Human in front of him.
"What... What kind of... S...Sorcery... Is this?"
"No sorcery, Midas. It's The FORCE!!" And a second later the Human dropped the Duros on the floor. Of course he did not want to Choke the bounty hunter to death.
The Human then grabbed one of his Lightsabers, which he had hidden under his Longcoat, and ignited its mighty silver blade. It lit the room and this caused the area to have a gloomy atmosphere, and Bullet's fear became even stronger. He crouched into a corner and stared at the Human holding the silver bladed lightsaber.
"Consider this a warning." The Human said and that said he turned around and sent a very powerful Force Push at the security doors and so he blasted them open. He deactivated his lightsaber and stepped through the demolished doors. He did not care to walk over to Bondar, but he just walked to the backentrance and exitted the building. Minutes later Bondar checked up on the secured backroom and he wasn't even surprised to see the broken doors and the frightened Bullet. He smiled.
Well done, Quen. He thought. He knew all along that his Human friend was a Force-User, even though he had never told him.
The Human male entered another cantina about an hour later and walked up to the counter. "Corellian ale." He said. "And NO jokes!"
The Human bartender raised an eyebrow and did not seem to understand what this patron meant. He just filled a glass with the ale and handed it over to the patron and accepted the credits.
This Human male, who had been running, Force Choking others, spinning lightsabers and pulling triggers, was a Grey Jedi by the name of: QUENTELL XALL.
Night.
Coruscant.
City planet.
Oh Well, what the Hell...
The sound of racing speeders outdoors could be heard through the thick walls between which an older Human male was meditating. He had half-long hair, once dirty blonde, but it started to become grey in the past few years. To the right of him stood a table on which two particular cilinder formed objects lay, ready to be picked up and used.
Lightsabers.
Next to these lightsabers lay a blaster pistol, the one the old man always carried with him. His trusted pistol that had saved his life so many times.
The man sat on his knees with his eyes closed, lost in deep thoughts, lost in the Force. He was breathing slowly, but then, suddenly, he opened his eyes. Slowly he turned his head to the left where the window was and he looked outside. At first he saw nothing, so he stood up and walked over to the window. As he took a better look he saw a group of man standing outside, armed with blaster rifles.
"Shit."
Quickly the man turned around and used the Force to Pull his lightsabers to his hands and clipped them to his belt. After that he Force Pulled his pistol to his right hand and put it in the holster on his right leg. He walked towards the wardrobe in the corner and grabbed his black longcoat and he put it on. After he had put on the longcoat he turned around towards the door and exitted his appartment.
As he ran down the stairs he figured he should not take the main entrance, for these bounty hunters were standing there. When he reached the ground floor he ran over to the backentrance and pushed open the door with both his hands. Quickly, he looked back to see if the bounty hunters were following, which they did.
"Try to catch me!!" He shouted and then he ran away from the building in a Burst of Force Speed, leaving the bounty hunters far behind.
The man ran through the streets and finally reached a cantina.
"Quen!" a familiar voice sounded. "Wow! I never thought to see you here, my man. Where the hell have you been all those years?"
The man looked up and saw a Besalisk male standing behind the barcounter. He raised a finger and put it on his lips. "Been around." He simply answered and he quickly moved over to the barcounter. "Look, I'm not here for a drink, Bondar. I'm on the run for bounty hunters."
"B..Bounty Hunters? What the hell?"
"No time for questions! You gotta help me."
Bondar, the Besalisk bartender, nodded and gestured for the man to follow him and so the man did. They walked into the backroom and Bondar gestured towards the security door. "You can hide there, Quen. If those bounty hunters come here and ask for you, I'll say I have no idea where you are."
"Fine."
The Human walked over to the security doors and Bondar opened them up. The man stepped through them and quickly Bondar shut them again.
"There you are..." A deep, graveled, male voice sounded.
"What!? Is this a trap?" The man shouted and he grabbed his blaster pistol. He looked straight into the eyes of a Duros Bounty Hunter. It was no-one less than Midas Bullet.
"Seems like it." Bullet responded and it was then when the Human realized that this Bounty Hunter was pointing a large repeater blaster at him.
"If I were you, I'd point that gun somewhere else." He said and his voice sounded threatening. He meant what he was saying and the Duros did best to follow the Human's advice. Instead, Bullet laughed.
"So be it."
A second later Bullet had dropped his repeater blaster to the floor and he was floating in the air, grasping for his throat. The Bounty Hunter suddenly was afraid for the old Human in front of him.
"What... What kind of... S...Sorcery... Is this?"
"No sorcery, Midas. It's The FORCE!!" And a second later the Human dropped the Duros on the floor. Of course he did not want to Choke the bounty hunter to death.
The Human then grabbed one of his Lightsabers, which he had hidden under his Longcoat, and ignited its mighty silver blade. It lit the room and this caused the area to have a gloomy atmosphere, and Bullet's fear became even stronger. He crouched into a corner and stared at the Human holding the silver bladed lightsaber.
"Consider this a warning." The Human said and that said he turned around and sent a very powerful Force Push at the security doors and so he blasted them open. He deactivated his lightsaber and stepped through the demolished doors. He did not care to walk over to Bondar, but he just walked to the backentrance and exitted the building. Minutes later Bondar checked up on the secured backroom and he wasn't even surprised to see the broken doors and the frightened Bullet. He smiled.
Well done, Quen. He thought. He knew all along that his Human friend was a Force-User, even though he had never told him.
The Human male entered another cantina about an hour later and walked up to the counter. "Corellian ale." He said. "And NO jokes!"
The Human bartender raised an eyebrow and did not seem to understand what this patron meant. He just filled a glass with the ale and handed it over to the patron and accepted the credits.
This Human male, who had been running, Force Choking others, spinning lightsabers and pulling triggers, was a Grey Jedi by the name of: QUENTELL XALL.