Talon burst out of the densely packed under brush. His head whipped back and forth as if the direction he was supposed to go would suddenly light up. He’d had a clear heading as he’d entered this damn forest, but an hour in he’d lost sight of the black spire he was aiming for. In it’s place he’d developed a keen desire to get as far away fro— An ear splitting roar silenced the exotic fauna around him.
“It’s getting closer,” he muttered as his eyes scanned the foliage around him, “...and it’s off to the left now…” he muttered. Realization struck and his legs didn’t wait for his brain’s direction. Talon was off and running, running hard. He’d come to this stupid backwater planet to hunt down an artifact, now he was the one being hunted. He couldn’t help but scoff at that. In a galaxy constantly in varying states of combustion you had to find the funny in things. Even if it was at the expense of your life.
Growing up in Coronet City hadn’t exactly prepared him to be an outdoorsman, but he’d be fucking damned if something were going to eat him on his first official job. As a matter of fact he couldn’t think of a dumber way to die tha— Suddenly, Talon had the strangest sensation. It felt like he was floating, like he’d jumped into the air while running and his feet had lost touch with the ground. His stomach caught on before everything else. His lungs filled with air and screamed like a pre-pubesent girl while attempting to run on air.
Talon went through a full spectrum of emotions in a matter of seconds as he plunged toward the ground. He pleaded with every god, he cursed fate, he wailed for his momma, and then he saw the spire. Say one thing for Talon Caillte: say he always looks on the bright side.
Before that sliver of a silver lining could comfort him he hit the ground.
@Sreeya
“It’s getting closer,” he muttered as his eyes scanned the foliage around him, “...and it’s off to the left now…” he muttered. Realization struck and his legs didn’t wait for his brain’s direction. Talon was off and running, running hard. He’d come to this stupid backwater planet to hunt down an artifact, now he was the one being hunted. He couldn’t help but scoff at that. In a galaxy constantly in varying states of combustion you had to find the funny in things. Even if it was at the expense of your life.
Growing up in Coronet City hadn’t exactly prepared him to be an outdoorsman, but he’d be fucking damned if something were going to eat him on his first official job. As a matter of fact he couldn’t think of a dumber way to die tha— Suddenly, Talon had the strangest sensation. It felt like he was floating, like he’d jumped into the air while running and his feet had lost touch with the ground. His stomach caught on before everything else. His lungs filled with air and screamed like a pre-pubesent girl while attempting to run on air.
Talon went through a full spectrum of emotions in a matter of seconds as he plunged toward the ground. He pleaded with every god, he cursed fate, he wailed for his momma, and then he saw the spire. Say one thing for Talon Caillte: say he always looks on the bright side.
Before that sliver of a silver lining could comfort him he hit the ground.
@Sreeya