Coruscant.
0100 Hours.
Lower slums.
0100 Hours.
Lower slums.
Nero Agrippa would feel a flicker on his face. His eyelids closed shut but something dancing over his closed eyes. The constant buzz slowly making itself in the forefront from the backdrop as it sounded like a dull static noise. His eyes still closed tight but slowly coming to himself as each sense slowly came to. His ears hearing that static noise buzzing and his eyelids sensing a flickering motion over his face. His nose beginning to twitch as he started to smell everything near him. The strong sensation of alcohol, smokes and cologne all a mish mosh of different smells fuming together in the room as he slowly would open an eye. The flickering on his face would be that of a light flickering on the ceiling as everything around him would be outlines of furniture and objects. The hazed look on his face like he seen nothing but darkness and someone reached out and hit him with bright light. Moaning a little bit as he opened his other eye staring at the ceiling. The buzzing sound making itself well known as it was the lights doing. His eyes then shifting over to the coffee table next to him as empty bottles of alcohol lay across it and spice. A glass tray with snubbed out cigarras would be laying in it as he groaned a little.
Finally conjuring up enough in himself to lift himself up as his tattooed hand would reach out and grab a half empty pack of smokes on the table as he brought one to his lips laying there. His hand would drop the pack and blatantly begin to search for a lighter as it moved around the table. Reaching for whatever was possible as he never bothered looking. Knocking bottles over with his hand as he finally felt it and brought it towards his face. Lighting his cigarra that was plopped in his mouth as he tossed the lighter away. Taking a long drag and exhaling it through his nose slowly. Keeping the cigarra in his mouth as he pushed himself to sit up. A aching in his side beginning to sharpen as he grumbled. "Fuck." he would instantly reach for his pain and hold it as his gaze met that of bandages wrapped around his side. Swinging his feet slowly off the couch as he mumbled. "Yeah..I was stabbed..I remember..vaguely." Everything the last year seemed to be a blur. Nero went off the deep end and lost himself. Drinking, partying and disappearing off the face of the galaxy from his brother and those close to him.
Taking another drag of the cigarra and exhaling it through his nose as he looked around the room now that his eyes have settled to the light flickering down upon him. The dark rooms objects slowly revealing themselves as a side table showed and smaller furniture, plants and books on floating shelves. A window leading to a balcony across the living room as rain came splitting down outside. The heavy pour coming down in buckets as it tapped off the window and streaked down the glass like drops of rain were competing in a race with gravity helping them reach the bottom. The buzzing sound continuing as Nero's eyes shifted to the balcony door. Slowly pushing himself on his feet and slowly limping his way over to the door. One hand gripping his side and the other holding onto whatever was nearby as he journeyed to the door. Slowly letting his hand grab onto the handle and sliding it off to the side as the buzzing sound of the light instantly went away to the sound of rain pouring down. The neon vibrant signs standing out in the darkness as Nero stepped out into the rain. The cold water pouring down on his skin as he began to get goosebumps. His eyes scanning down below him as citizens were scarce but around. Moving quickly down the streets to get inside. A sigh leaving him as he leaned against the railing. "Never gets easier..".
Finally conjuring up enough in himself to lift himself up as his tattooed hand would reach out and grab a half empty pack of smokes on the table as he brought one to his lips laying there. His hand would drop the pack and blatantly begin to search for a lighter as it moved around the table. Reaching for whatever was possible as he never bothered looking. Knocking bottles over with his hand as he finally felt it and brought it towards his face. Lighting his cigarra that was plopped in his mouth as he tossed the lighter away. Taking a long drag and exhaling it through his nose slowly. Keeping the cigarra in his mouth as he pushed himself to sit up. A aching in his side beginning to sharpen as he grumbled. "Fuck." he would instantly reach for his pain and hold it as his gaze met that of bandages wrapped around his side. Swinging his feet slowly off the couch as he mumbled. "Yeah..I was stabbed..I remember..vaguely." Everything the last year seemed to be a blur. Nero went off the deep end and lost himself. Drinking, partying and disappearing off the face of the galaxy from his brother and those close to him.
Taking another drag of the cigarra and exhaling it through his nose as he looked around the room now that his eyes have settled to the light flickering down upon him. The dark rooms objects slowly revealing themselves as a side table showed and smaller furniture, plants and books on floating shelves. A window leading to a balcony across the living room as rain came splitting down outside. The heavy pour coming down in buckets as it tapped off the window and streaked down the glass like drops of rain were competing in a race with gravity helping them reach the bottom. The buzzing sound continuing as Nero's eyes shifted to the balcony door. Slowly pushing himself on his feet and slowly limping his way over to the door. One hand gripping his side and the other holding onto whatever was nearby as he journeyed to the door. Slowly letting his hand grab onto the handle and sliding it off to the side as the buzzing sound of the light instantly went away to the sound of rain pouring down. The neon vibrant signs standing out in the darkness as Nero stepped out into the rain. The cold water pouring down on his skin as he began to get goosebumps. His eyes scanning down below him as citizens were scarce but around. Moving quickly down the streets to get inside. A sigh leaving him as he leaned against the railing. "Never gets easier..".