Dennys Waszylla
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 31, 2017
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- 174
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The struggling form of the captured spy got another heel to the stomach as Dennys kept sitting on the bound man's back. When he had called Kal to come to Ossus, it was for something completely different than for dealing with Espionage. In perhaps a burst of wisdom brought from his many travels, the older man had starting thinking of the future instead of just living in the present. Perhaps it was Cregan's death, a man that Dennys had almost killed once, then came to respect and love like a son in law. He'd been around the galaxy since then, tying up loose ends from various meetings and debts he owed. The droid son of his old friend Alphonse had been saved and brought back to his home, to live out the rest of his days in solitude away from the fires of war. He'd helped Henric get some of his countrymen to safety, to the same planet in fact, to escape the ravages of the Alderaanian/Hutt war. Delivering a person here, helping a person there, one by one all his obligations were taken care of.
Now, there was just the beginning and the end, in a matter of speaking. He figured that what he and Kal would need to take care of the latter would be found on Ossus, yet after he'd sent the message asking to meet with the man here, Dennys had found someone poking around where he shouldn't be. A can of whoop-ass later and the weak-ass bitch-ass spy was now bound and waiting for the Dark Lord's tender ministrations. If there was one thing that Dennys couldn't stand anymore, it was Jedi and Jedi sympathizers. There were no one left in the Jedi that Dennys could call a friend anymore, all of them dead. Now, the rest just needed to burn. He hoped Kal wouldn't take much longer, he knew the man was readying for an assault yet the older man felt this matter was just as important. Especially now that there seemed to be Jedi on Ossus.
Now, there was just the beginning and the end, in a matter of speaking. He figured that what he and Kal would need to take care of the latter would be found on Ossus, yet after he'd sent the message asking to meet with the man here, Dennys had found someone poking around where he shouldn't be. A can of whoop-ass later and the weak-ass bitch-ass spy was now bound and waiting for the Dark Lord's tender ministrations. If there was one thing that Dennys couldn't stand anymore, it was Jedi and Jedi sympathizers. There were no one left in the Jedi that Dennys could call a friend anymore, all of them dead. Now, the rest just needed to burn. He hoped Kal wouldn't take much longer, he knew the man was readying for an assault yet the older man felt this matter was just as important. Especially now that there seemed to be Jedi on Ossus.
@Phoenix