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Just trying to get a feel for the RP. If you haven't seen the profile for my character please review the link in my signature. Since this is going away on July 15, I should get used to RPing. So here we go.
Setting: Coruscant at night. In the Red Light District.
Note: Kent Kentson is a Police Officer.
I hope this is how you do it.
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The night shift began when the Red District opened its stores to the community who couldn't wait to party. Even though it was at war, the military still found time to drink on their days off, resulting in an increase in security around business areas including the Red Light District. Before the war, night shift only consisted of seven patrol officers in each district; now with the increase of security the night shift consists of thirty-five patrol officers and five chief officers per district. Tonight was no different, Officer Kentson was walking a beat down his area in front of a night club, he was one of the thirty-five armed patrol officers patrolling the streets. Suddenly, a fight broke out in front of the night club.
"District Four HQ," Kentson radioed to his Chief Officer, "we have a fight in front of Box two four eight alpha, requesting assistance."
Setting: Coruscant at night. In the Red Light District.
Note: Kent Kentson is a Police Officer.
I hope this is how you do it.
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The night shift began when the Red District opened its stores to the community who couldn't wait to party. Even though it was at war, the military still found time to drink on their days off, resulting in an increase in security around business areas including the Red Light District. Before the war, night shift only consisted of seven patrol officers in each district; now with the increase of security the night shift consists of thirty-five patrol officers and five chief officers per district. Tonight was no different, Officer Kentson was walking a beat down his area in front of a night club, he was one of the thirty-five armed patrol officers patrolling the streets. Suddenly, a fight broke out in front of the night club.
"District Four HQ," Kentson radioed to his Chief Officer, "we have a fight in front of Box two four eight alpha, requesting assistance."