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The streets around Angel echoed with distant voices. He stood once again in a allyway, hidden from the main crowd. Though this time he stood alone only to expect a entrance from another, and they expected him; unlike their first meeting. He knew they may make their way into Naboo's forest areas, or swamps later on, so his posture looked as if he was ready to move any moment. Shoulders rolled back, weight more to his dominate left side, left arm slightly bent well the right hung loosely to it's side.
Darkness settled with a blanket of fog, slipping into the cracks of Naboo's streets. Each way could be used as a escape route if needed; a four way cross. The walls of the street also seemed to be the back of large business buildings(factories) or storage units that where closed down for the night which made things easier if they got out of hand.
Angel's attire was fresh; a black robe, reflecting the same as a Bogan robe yet shorter, cutting off at his tendons. His old robe had been ripped in multiple areas, stained in blood by his last battle, making it no longer suitable to use. As always, his hood was pulled as far as it could over his face, cutting off half of his burning red colored eyes. Having no family or inherited tatoo's like most Zabraks he did not see any need to 'show off' any part of him. Though, even if he had gotten tatoo's it was likely they would have no meaning to him.
Darkness settled with a blanket of fog, slipping into the cracks of Naboo's streets. Each way could be used as a escape route if needed; a four way cross. The walls of the street also seemed to be the back of large business buildings(factories) or storage units that where closed down for the night which made things easier if they got out of hand.
Angel's attire was fresh; a black robe, reflecting the same as a Bogan robe yet shorter, cutting off at his tendons. His old robe had been ripped in multiple areas, stained in blood by his last battle, making it no longer suitable to use. As always, his hood was pulled as far as it could over his face, cutting off half of his burning red colored eyes. Having no family or inherited tatoo's like most Zabraks he did not see any need to 'show off' any part of him. Though, even if he had gotten tatoo's it was likely they would have no meaning to him.
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