Recent content by Serbisyo

He was snagged back with immense force, there was no grenade... he was pulled! He kept a firm grip depressing the trigger. Shots flew through the door into the ceiling, crates, everywhere. With a crunch he landed hard, his shoulder clawed pain into the back of his mind. The shot hit the lare...

The Devaronian listened to the stunning fire, and concussion grenades going off. He'd been on the receiving end of one too many raids for this sound to be unfamiliar. Cycling up the power of the repeater, allowing the chamber’s to build up a reservoir of charge. He nodded to the pink female...

With the time spent on the droid, and looking for which hatch to enter into the warehouse, some of the scum and villainous types within began to get impatient. A rough looking Trandoshan, with a scar from a knife to the corner of her mouth burst from the top of a hatch and began spraying the...

The 'guards', if such a term could be applied to those with guns bought for with credits and promises, beagn to move throughout the warehouse. Moving to windows, doorways, catwalks and stairwells. The Devaronian was signalled by one to the resting place of the crate. The sled slid, and soon was...

Within the sub-routines and layers of potential systems to actiate depended on the timing in which receptors picked up date. A little noise now and then would lead to nothing, noise and some motion would activate the boot. Loud noises and extreme unsettling of the gyrostabiliser or worse...

The sentients at the warehouse front were hauling a large crate on a hoverseld. The Ithorian stockman was giving their all to move the ageing device to the doors, while the other two discussed payment and handing over the leas of ownership. The Devaronian began to stamp their feet and curse the...