The Man in the Armor(Open)
It was a rainy day on Corellia as John Veranasa made his way to his favorite bar, "The Bloody Arrow", he went unoticed by civilians, due to his armor's adaptive camoflague generator being active. Which to him, seemed fortunate, as his armor generally attracted lots of attention...........and trouble. There weren't many who had heard of the war, but those who had, knew of John, and hated him for it. After what seemed like miles of walking and rain beginning to drip into his armor, he had finally reached his destination. As he walked through the doors, he turned off the camo generator, giving the appearance that he walked out of thin air. John strolled to his usual seat and removed his helmet,revealing his dark hair, bright green eyes and pale skin. He whistled a tune he heard when he was young as he waited for the lovely waitress to take his order.
It was a rainy day on Corellia as John Veranasa made his way to his favorite bar, "The Bloody Arrow", he went unoticed by civilians, due to his armor's adaptive camoflague generator being active. Which to him, seemed fortunate, as his armor generally attracted lots of attention...........and trouble. There weren't many who had heard of the war, but those who had, knew of John, and hated him for it. After what seemed like miles of walking and rain beginning to drip into his armor, he had finally reached his destination. As he walked through the doors, he turned off the camo generator, giving the appearance that he walked out of thin air. John strolled to his usual seat and removed his helmet,revealing his dark hair, bright green eyes and pale skin. He whistled a tune he heard when he was young as he waited for the lovely waitress to take his order.
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