*Note this is an active crime scene following this destruction Here, this thread takes place shortly after the events of the crime.
This galaxy just keeps getting crazier and crazier. Starting with the Arcanist, then that Zapan character and now this..seems kriff is picking up, and it has to be connected in someway. But, kriff if the Brass will let the public know..
Orn stood outside the scene of the crime, a soft rain falling on the city block. A few patrol cars were already on scene, blocking off the commotion. It seemed there barely had been a minute between the announcement of this Jedi master getting arrested and the calls of some bursts of fire and commotion. A few concerned citizens and witnesses stood off to the side, and he knew he'd probably want to get their statements, but he needed to see it for himself, without a bias.
He would flash the badge on his suit, pulling the shades from his eyes as he stepped into the room, he would find droid parts scattered across and a scorched black ash that covered the walls and the stairs. At the base of the steps would lay two fat gammoreans burnt to a crisp. "Poor bastards," he'd mutter under his breath as he stepped over the bodies and onto the stairs. Scorched alive huh?
He would make his way up the stairs finding a body of a Koorivar behind the counter, with a clear laceration across his body. An officer stood on scene, documenting everything. "What's his name," the detective would ask.
"Cardu sir, he owns this place."
The Detective would nod, bending down to examine the body, turning to take a look around. It seemed senseless, random and out of the norm. His ice blue eyes would narrow as he pulled a tightly rolled drag from the inside of his jacket. He would play with the smoke, rolling it in his hands as he stood up. "I'm going to need a bit of time."