Recent content by Hirojani Andro

"Okay", Hiro held up a hand. The sudden revelation might have floored her in a normal situation, forced her to jump to conclusions and make a hasty and devastating decision. But Hiro had gone through a fairly serious amount of alcohol in quite a short amount of time and it had been hours since...

"Complex pasts, without them where would we be," Hiro raised her second drink in pseudo-celebratory fashion and proceeded to down this one, barely savouring the sweet fluid and allowing the strong beverage to start to knock the sense out of her. She was now very much at the cheery stage, the...

At the complement to her weapon Hiro raised the blade and with a spike of glee piercing through the usually gruff monotone of her vocal stylings she ignited the Vibro coils of Andro's Fang. "If you like it now..." and a bright glow crawled along the sections of the blade that were made of a...

Hiro listened quietly to River as she waited for the drinks to arrive. She continued to keep partial focus on the rest of the establishment as she had been trained to do. She nodded as River spoke, most contract killers were used to the typical job-cycle fortnight, however it was a patter that...

Hiro had only met Mandalorian's other than her mother a few times, normally in a group at a clans moot or local covert. Seeing one alone in the wild like this was something of a first for her. As they sat down at the booth Hiro took better stock of the building and the other patrons of the bar...

It had been several days since Hiro had started her stake out. She had something of an outline of the pirates' default activities. They didn't leave often and when they did they did so in groups of three, all three packing blasters tucked fairly obviously under bulky acid resistant clothing...

Mood Reuss. An acidic spitball of a planet. Once a lush and verdant Agriworld, imperial occupation had turned it into a polluted industrial planet. Over a century later and it remains a stark metallic landscape, pockmarked by quarries and fabrication plants. Thick acrid clouds rising from...

Hiro was somewhat taken aback. As Cataros dropped his guard and came forward for a blind rush, ignoring her punching rhythm entirely and not even slightly going for a counter, Hiro realised that she was trying too hard. Cataros was a bruiser. Hit hard, get hit hard, keep going till someone falls...

Hiro backed away in tandem with Cataros's retaliatory hook, allowing the swing to fall short. Taking a moment she brought a sudden slow to the pace of their short engagement. Keeping a distance she started to move around him. Throwing jabs to maintain distance and aggression she stared to set a...

With her gear securely stowed Hiro made her way through the cargo-netting and posts that were acting as the ring boundary. Up in the better lighting of the ring and the lack of coat and torso armour it became apparent to many of the onlookers for the first time that Hiro was a woman. It was easy...

There is a certain series of sounds that tend to accompany someone with a helmet like Hiro's walking into a place like this. First a rippling quiet as a few people in the room recognise the T-visor and what it means and whisper to their knowledge to their compatriots. Once the hush has...

Hiro watched Linwood panic as he reached for his missing blaster. It was a swift response. She saw him slow his panic and trace her likely route. Good. A concealed smile played across her lips as he stepped to cover to carefully view the way ahead, keeping his gaze split so he could both search...

Hiro placed one hand on the table and tensed for a moment against the firm durasteel surface. They were not in immediate danger. Linwood hadn't made anything like enough and partly thanks to the press of bodies in the bar they hadn't drawn any serious attention. He was baiting her. He resented...

Mood There was a shift of power in the Kibilini sector. Several smaller criminal organisations had decided to group up and try to control the flow of crime in several systems. However the attempt did not last long. Due to the greed and mistrust often rife in the criminal underground, the...

Hirojani was quiet as the server walked away. She had closed her eyes to briefly feel the flow of the room. One deep breath, two, three. Slower each time. Until she felt her mind grow blank and the patterns and swirls begin to form around her. By now Linwood was more than used to her sometimes...