Who Wrecks?
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*It seemed that Heetho was head and shoulders above almost everyone he walked by or into on Courscant. The busy streets even more conjested thanks to the rain. Everyone was scurrying somewhere to do something. How could these people have beaten his forefathers?! They looked weak and corrupt. Often even smelled of lack of work. It disgusted him...
He bumped into one man knocking him to the floor, not bothering to even look at him he walked on. Why was he even here? Oh yea, now he remembered. He wanted to see the crime scene. The one by the dark jedi...they intrested him ever so much. He heard about two or three people almost pulled off a brillant kidnapping! There were even jedi involved and none of them were caught.
He was caught in mid-thought when what felt like the butt of a rifle jammed into his backside.*
He bumped into one man knocking him to the floor, not bothering to even look at him he walked on. Why was he even here? Oh yea, now he remembered. He wanted to see the crime scene. The one by the dark jedi...they intrested him ever so much. He heard about two or three people almost pulled off a brillant kidnapping! There were even jedi involved and none of them were caught.
He was caught in mid-thought when what felt like the butt of a rifle jammed into his backside.*