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After a slight tap on the rickety door a short, fat woman opened it. She looked stressed, but peppy.
"Ma'am?" the young man asks once, the woman give him a large smile.
"That's what they call me now'n days. You're quite a drink of water, sir. How can this ol' lady help ya'?" she opened the door widely and scoots him in, if he had no intention to- he couldn't disappoint such a joyful old woman.
"I'd like to know about Lahflan." he stated simply, she nodded a couple times while waving her hand lazily.
"My son? Hope he's not in any trouble." she laughed and entered back to the man in her dining area with a tray holding two glasses. "People just call him Laughing Man. Stupid moneker if you ask me, but it suits my dear son just swell. He's always smiling. . ." she had started with a small twinkle in her eye at being allowed to brag all about her son, never quite noticing she began to ramble.
After a long monologue full of her sons life, the man held up a callused hand, "Mrs. Morita, please, I don't mean to be rude, but I just wish to know who he is. Not his life." the woman looked at him like he'd slapped her and spat on her husbands grave.
Time was precious though, she knew this.
"Well, he's a smigin' shorter than you, he's possibly the kindest boy you'll ever had met. Strong like his daddy, and witty too. He'd always been a smart boy like me though. Hah, I re-" she stopped short of trailing into another long story all about her beloved Lahflan. "Never been much of a fast boy. I mean, he wasn't slow, but I think nan' could out run him." she let out a very heart-filled laugh and took a sip of her drink before continuing.
"Now, he's a vengeful boy. It's goin' get the better of him one day. I promise ya'. Pa was killed by some disgraceful Sith and he's hated'em since. Joined the Alliance soon afterwards. Pa'd been a tough man who taught our boy everything. I've never seen him without his Katie as he called his gun after he joined the Alliance." she let out a slow sigh and sipped her drink once more. "He dated a girl, weird one I'd say. They broke it off pretty quickly. He did like her though. Still does, I'd say. But, he doesn't care too much for them ladies now and days. He typically just does his work as a Corporal and writes me. Makin' sure his ma's just fine. Sweetest boy. I'm a bias bit though. I mean, he is my boy. If he's not a' smilin', then it ain't my boy." she exaggerated of course. Plenty had she seen him not smiling, but it wasn't common to see.
Clad in standard wear, Lahflan walked in with a smile reaching ear to ear. "Mother." he called, knowing she was home but not sure where she was in her small home. "Who're you?" he asked at sight of the man sitting with his mother, "What's your business with my mother?" he had his hand ready at his holster, lightly tapping Katie with his index and middle finger.
The man held a calm hand and stood up.
"I am not to be of worry. At ease, my good man." he gave a winning smile, Lahflan's eyes lowered a bit but simply stepped out of the way of the door, letting the man pass. "Good day."
"I bid you well." Lahflan nodded to the man as he walked out, closing up the door once he left and turned to his mother. "Are you all right, mother?" he walked to her and knelt down, taking her hands in his. She gave her son a small laugh. She'd forgotten to mention just how loyal and protective her dear son is.
"I'm quite al'ight, my son. Now, help your ol' ma get dinner made. Your brother is comin' too." Lahflan aiding his mother in standing before walking her to the kitchen.
It'd been too long since he'd seen his mother, or his brother. Family was quite a treasure.
Role plays:
Mister Bright Side
After Party
A Walk Home
Death Plays Poker Series::
"The Smoking Gun"
"Kuat"
No kills, tournaments.
Bounty: [VEL'KU]
"Ma'am?" the young man asks once, the woman give him a large smile.
"That's what they call me now'n days. You're quite a drink of water, sir. How can this ol' lady help ya'?" she opened the door widely and scoots him in, if he had no intention to- he couldn't disappoint such a joyful old woman.
"I'd like to know about Lahflan." he stated simply, she nodded a couple times while waving her hand lazily.
"My son? Hope he's not in any trouble." she laughed and entered back to the man in her dining area with a tray holding two glasses. "People just call him Laughing Man. Stupid moneker if you ask me, but it suits my dear son just swell. He's always smiling. . ." she had started with a small twinkle in her eye at being allowed to brag all about her son, never quite noticing she began to ramble.
After a long monologue full of her sons life, the man held up a callused hand, "Mrs. Morita, please, I don't mean to be rude, but I just wish to know who he is. Not his life." the woman looked at him like he'd slapped her and spat on her husbands grave.
Time was precious though, she knew this.
"Well, he's a smigin' shorter than you, he's possibly the kindest boy you'll ever had met. Strong like his daddy, and witty too. He'd always been a smart boy like me though. Hah, I re-" she stopped short of trailing into another long story all about her beloved Lahflan. "Never been much of a fast boy. I mean, he wasn't slow, but I think nan' could out run him." she let out a very heart-filled laugh and took a sip of her drink before continuing.
"Now, he's a vengeful boy. It's goin' get the better of him one day. I promise ya'. Pa was killed by some disgraceful Sith and he's hated'em since. Joined the Alliance soon afterwards. Pa'd been a tough man who taught our boy everything. I've never seen him without his Katie as he called his gun after he joined the Alliance." she let out a slow sigh and sipped her drink once more. "He dated a girl, weird one I'd say. They broke it off pretty quickly. He did like her though. Still does, I'd say. But, he doesn't care too much for them ladies now and days. He typically just does his work as a Corporal and writes me. Makin' sure his ma's just fine. Sweetest boy. I'm a bias bit though. I mean, he is my boy. If he's not a' smilin', then it ain't my boy." she exaggerated of course. Plenty had she seen him not smiling, but it wasn't common to see.
Clad in standard wear, Lahflan walked in with a smile reaching ear to ear. "Mother." he called, knowing she was home but not sure where she was in her small home. "Who're you?" he asked at sight of the man sitting with his mother, "What's your business with my mother?" he had his hand ready at his holster, lightly tapping Katie with his index and middle finger.
The man held a calm hand and stood up.
"I am not to be of worry. At ease, my good man." he gave a winning smile, Lahflan's eyes lowered a bit but simply stepped out of the way of the door, letting the man pass. "Good day."
"I bid you well." Lahflan nodded to the man as he walked out, closing up the door once he left and turned to his mother. "Are you all right, mother?" he walked to her and knelt down, taking her hands in his. She gave her son a small laugh. She'd forgotten to mention just how loyal and protective her dear son is.
"I'm quite al'ight, my son. Now, help your ol' ma get dinner made. Your brother is comin' too." Lahflan aiding his mother in standing before walking her to the kitchen.
It'd been too long since he'd seen his mother, or his brother. Family was quite a treasure.
Alias: Laughing Man
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Species: Human
FS: Untested
Faction: Galactic Alliance
Rank: Corporal
Status: Active
Weapons: Blaster rifle, K8
Gear: Civilian wear, MCU
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Species: Human
FS: Untested
Faction: Galactic Alliance
Rank: Corporal
Status: Active
Weapons: Blaster rifle, K8
Gear: Civilian wear, MCU
On his capture of Vel'ku, his ex-lover, she gifted him a charm of hers before she was turned into the Galactic Alliance and sent home.
^ = Completed
v = In progress
xx = Failed
Mission goals:
Capture Vel'ku- [^]
See Vel'ku off- [^]
Guard Fa Ti- [v]
Death Plays Poker- [v]
v = In progress
xx = Failed
Mission goals:
Capture Vel'ku- [^]
See Vel'ku off- [^]
Guard Fa Ti- [v]
Death Plays Poker- [v]
Role plays:
Mister Bright Side
After Party
A Walk Home
Death Plays Poker Series::
"The Smoking Gun"
"Kuat"
No kills, tournaments.
Bounty: [VEL'KU]
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