Hask Jen
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- Joined
- Mar 2, 2019
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Hask sat on his usual spot in front of the bar in the Mos Eisley cantina. His fith glass of ale was just finished and his sixth was on its way. His helmet was sitting on the bar next to him, staring back with its black visor as he drank the time away. "What are you looking at?" he said as he turned the helmet to look into a different direction.
His armour was fixed up, his pistols were full and his lightsabers were at the ready...yet they just sat hidden under his poncho. He let out a long, heavy sigh and drank further.
He was bored. And any soldier can explain warriors and boredom never mix well. He needed something to do, but with all his jobs either done or on hold he didn't have anything to do.
He took a look around, listening for anything interesting but apart from the typical trash talking and under-the-table deals going on, there was nothing on this dustball to do.
He turned back to face the bar and drank further, hoping for something to fall from the heavens and take his boredom away.
@Pyrenees
His armour was fixed up, his pistols were full and his lightsabers were at the ready...yet they just sat hidden under his poncho. He let out a long, heavy sigh and drank further.
He was bored. And any soldier can explain warriors and boredom never mix well. He needed something to do, but with all his jobs either done or on hold he didn't have anything to do.
He took a look around, listening for anything interesting but apart from the typical trash talking and under-the-table deals going on, there was nothing on this dustball to do.
He turned back to face the bar and drank further, hoping for something to fall from the heavens and take his boredom away.
@Pyrenees