Necket
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Nov 16, 2015
- Messages
- 30
- Reaction score
- 10
The cool wind announced the unevitable arrival of dusk. Scouts brown coat sticked out in the grey and white environment. This planet was clutched by the Empire. Its previous face had almost faded away completely. Jedi Padawan, Scouts, wonders around the streets. He arrived on this planet looking for a master. Under his coat he wore a black long sleeved shirt along with matching color pants. Not a traditional outfit for a Jedi. Dangling from his belt, the shiny black lightsaber was waiting to be used anytime.
A small group of stormtroopers was walking heading Northwest. Gently, Scouts lifted his arm. He lifted it near his chest, to prevent any attraction from others. With a simple flick of the wrist, the last trooper tripped. He did not fell, nevertheless. Awkwardly, he gained balance, looked around and returned to his group. Scouts turned around to continue his quest, but the sight that greeted him was disturbing. About 5 citizen where facing a wall, with their hands on their backs, tied. Yet another group of troopers where pointing at them. The leader of the troop, probably a General, started the countdown. "3". Scouts was terrified. He what he had to do but he was scared of his life. "2" There where to many. Not here. But all over the planet. He asked himself, is it even worth it? "1" Absolutely, Scouts muttered to himself, unclipping the hilt from his belt and pressing the button. As the blade appeared in a flash, the troopers turned around to look at him.
@Isabella Rae Jarrus
A small group of stormtroopers was walking heading Northwest. Gently, Scouts lifted his arm. He lifted it near his chest, to prevent any attraction from others. With a simple flick of the wrist, the last trooper tripped. He did not fell, nevertheless. Awkwardly, he gained balance, looked around and returned to his group. Scouts turned around to continue his quest, but the sight that greeted him was disturbing. About 5 citizen where facing a wall, with their hands on their backs, tied. Yet another group of troopers where pointing at them. The leader of the troop, probably a General, started the countdown. "3". Scouts was terrified. He what he had to do but he was scared of his life. "2" There where to many. Not here. But all over the planet. He asked himself, is it even worth it? "1" Absolutely, Scouts muttered to himself, unclipping the hilt from his belt and pressing the button. As the blade appeared in a flash, the troopers turned around to look at him.
@Isabella Rae Jarrus