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LOCATION: CANTINA ON RYLOTH
TIME: UNKNOWN
GEAR: Everything in here
It was time. James Logan had prepared weeks before for this very moment. This was a life and death situation. He opened his apartment door, and shut it, locking the door once and for all. He walked down the stairs, holding tightly to his heavy bag, containing his SLR-34 and two grenades. Underneath his clothes, he wore his BlasTech Heavy Armor, ensuring he lived a little longer than expected. Walking down the street, he glanced around nervously. James wasn't a killer, he was a smuggler. Why is he doing this now? He walked up to his destination, the cantina. He walked through the door, two grenades already in his hands, primed and ready. Two in his good hand. He through on grenade left, and the other right, immediately springing into action, unzipping his bag as soon as the grenades left his hand. He struggled somewhat because of his injured right arm. He got the big SLR-34 out, and began peppering the walls with blaster fire.TIME: UNKNOWN
GEAR: Everything in here