Some good work

[Twisted Reality]

Location: Zhenxing. (1200 Hours.)​

Keiji had been back home for a few days now, the rebuilding after a couple of Sith ran wild on his home planet had been slow. Though it was just finishing up, he had heard that the Sith responsible had been tried. Or so his contacts said, he has an honored Guest of the Emperor. So he was standing outside the capital, looking out on the country side. One thing about his home planet that he loved, was when the cities ended. The lush countryside began, he remembered walking in the mountains around his village. He knew every path like the back of his hand, he trained under the waterfalls. Honed his skill and strength on it's peaks and ledges. It was good to be home, even if it was for a short time. His life was always busy, he hardly rested. And when he did it had to be aided by sleeping agents, There was just so much to do and with so little time to enjoy himself. He needed to take this time to recharge, and to see that his work for the Emperor here had been for naught. It was funny, he'd lived years under the empires protection. But it took two gung ho sith to bring him home. His personal wealth, had been donated to rebuild the buildings damaged. But there was something else on the air, he couldn't quite place it but things felt off.

Keiji always had his head on a swivel, It was a hazard of his profession. So when he got these feelings, he stayed alert. Because 8 times out of 10 it meant something was going to happen. He didn't do it to be cautious, but it was better to be safe then sorry. Turning on his Data pads recording device, he tucked it back into his jaket pocket. The vibro swords he wore, hung against his left thigh. Those stormy gray eyes of his, moving back and forth as he kept his senses sharp. With the city not far into the distance and those people in the city knowing who he was. It was bound to happen that he'd get spotted, he was sort of a celebrity in his home, and with his people. "it would seem, thing might get interesting before i leave." He mumbled to himself, his accent think. He wasn't the best with Galactic basic, but he was good enough not to struggle with conversations. His father had always pressed Keiji to follow the old ways, the ways of his family. It was an old one, that dated back generations to the Yu people who settled in the Subarashii Tairiku region. He just hoped his father didn't hear that he was back home, because he knew that his father would try to force him to stay. To honor his family, and follow in his footsteps...which was one thing Keiji could not do. He had too much blood on his hands, to lead a normal life.