Kalistra Ovlarian
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Feb 22, 2019
- Messages
- 10
- Reaction score
- 0
Location: Nar Shaddaa
Kalistra cursed herself as she sprinted down the narrow alley way of one of the lower levels of Nar Shaddaa. There should have been more back up, there was no way the Alliance and Mandalorians should have succeeded her. There had to have been a traitor, a spy, something. She refused to believe the Sith were so weak to have been bested by a few mongrels and their jedi cowards. In between the roving gangs of criminals, the Mandalorians, and Galatic Alliance buzzing about the planet, escape seemed unlikely. Though, maybe if Kalistra could ditch her Imperial garb, she'd have a decent chance of catching a ride on an outbound shuttle. Though, for that she was going to have to wait a few days at leas-
"Hey, it's one of those Imperial bitches! Grab her!"
Her thoughts were interrupted by a pack of hooligans who had no idea what they were doing. A group of three men rushed her from a side passage, two armed with pipes and another held what looked to be a blaster. The two idiots who thought it was a good idea to rush a Sith acolyte were stopped short when her lightsaber went through their chests and out the back, the poor bastard with the blaster tried to take off, but Kalistra cut his plans short as she sunk a throwing knife into his neck. "Ugh, there is trash everywhere on this planet...." She cursed, and deactivated her sabers. She needed to move, and fast. With that, she would leave the three corpses behind, and press onward, reaching into a wider street. She needed to find a place to lay low, and fast.
@Mad Dog
Kalistra cursed herself as she sprinted down the narrow alley way of one of the lower levels of Nar Shaddaa. There should have been more back up, there was no way the Alliance and Mandalorians should have succeeded her. There had to have been a traitor, a spy, something. She refused to believe the Sith were so weak to have been bested by a few mongrels and their jedi cowards. In between the roving gangs of criminals, the Mandalorians, and Galatic Alliance buzzing about the planet, escape seemed unlikely. Though, maybe if Kalistra could ditch her Imperial garb, she'd have a decent chance of catching a ride on an outbound shuttle. Though, for that she was going to have to wait a few days at leas-
"Hey, it's one of those Imperial bitches! Grab her!"
Her thoughts were interrupted by a pack of hooligans who had no idea what they were doing. A group of three men rushed her from a side passage, two armed with pipes and another held what looked to be a blaster. The two idiots who thought it was a good idea to rush a Sith acolyte were stopped short when her lightsaber went through their chests and out the back, the poor bastard with the blaster tried to take off, but Kalistra cut his plans short as she sunk a throwing knife into his neck. "Ugh, there is trash everywhere on this planet...." She cursed, and deactivated her sabers. She needed to move, and fast. With that, she would leave the three corpses behind, and press onward, reaching into a wider street. She needed to find a place to lay low, and fast.
@Mad Dog