Recent content by Elkras Arrieta

The sounds of fighting gradually diminished, until the audience felt comfortable interacting with the performers. The act was up. End scene. "I'm Elkras!" he piped up, hoping that by no longer being just an anonymous stranger it'd be more difficult for them to kill him- although the lady with...

As he lay as motionless as possible in his cage, Elkras couldn't help but wonder how his life might've turned out if he'd thought to pursue a career in holomovies- he was definitely handsome enough, and apparently he was talented enough to fool a Sith or two. The thought was almost enough to...

A Sith! Elkras' eyes widened as the significance of the red blade wielded by the blonde woman hit him. This wasn't a rescue mission... this was a murder mission. That explained the extra security on this ship; to keep the Very Unfortunate Prisoner alive and safe from an attack such as this. It...

The plasma grenade exploded, sending out a wave of superheated gas uncomfortably close to where Elkras huddled inside his fallen cage. Unlike the other VUP (Very Unfortunate Prisoner), Elkras' was a cage not unlike an animals, with a mechanical lock and key holding the door closed- a door that...

Elkras' eyes widened in shock as a grenade made its most unwelcome entrance into the battle and stopped not too far away from him. "No!" he shouted, as if yelling at the grenade would somehow stop it from exploding in his face. The "rescuer" who launched it might've been targeting the guard...

Elkras had nearly dozed off when the ship rocked violently, followed moments later by the constant hum of the ship's engines cutting out as more fire impacted the transport. The smuggler tried not to cheer as quieter moments passed and he soon realized that this wasn't an attack meant to destroy...

Things could be worse. That was the saying that had kept Elkras going through some difficult times. When the ISC had wrecked his prized ship? Things could've been worse; he'd managed to stay alive and hadn't been arrested. When he'd had to go back into business with the Hutts in order to get...

Despite Chysim's friendly words, Elkras doubted that he was actually off the hook. Growing up on the streets of Nal Shadda had taught him that nothing came without a price, and besides; Elkras knew he couldn't beat the Trandoshan in a fight if Chysim did decide to start asking for things. At...

What the Trandoshan probably thought was an affectionate pat on the back felt more like hammer blows to Elkras, and the smuggler couldn't help but massage his shoulder as they headed towards a cantina. Yep, Chysim was definitely someone he was glad to be working with instead of against. "Thanks"...

Chysim. Grateful that his hand hadn't been crushed in the Trandoshan's grip, Elkras was about to go on his way when Chysim offered to buy him a drink. The smuggler briefly debated, before deciding that he had to enjoy what little freedom he had left and he may as well spend as much time as...

If the Trandoshan was hoping to get a rise out of Elkras, he would be sorely disappointed. As soon as the pair left the audience chamber, the smuggler's body language slumped. He'd gone in expecting a raw deal and had still come away worse off than he'd imagined... and Elkras had quite the...

Shut up. Shut up. Shut up! Elkras thought as the Trandoshan continued talking breezily to perhaps the most powerful Hutt in the galaxy. If the Trandoshan wanted to be "Dead meat" to the Hutt, all he had to do was keep calling him "Norbs"... Elkras was acutely aware that he had somehow been...

No, no I don't like what I see Elkras thought as the Trandoshan tried flirting with him. I'm watching a Hutt eat... who in their right mind likes seeing that? As for the Trandoshan... Elkras was of the opinion that he would end up worse for the wear if he tried getting cozy with the formidable...

Elkras winced internally as Nor'baal mentioned "live cargo". At best, it meant hauling some exotic beast that smelled to the stars and left disgusting messes in his cargo hold, and at worst it meant transporting people, which is something he'd thus far managed to avoid; in Elkras' eyes, people...

Elkras mentally added a Step 2.5: Language! With another polite bow, Elkras spoke again. "Mighty Nor'baal, I have the pleasure of understanding your glorious language, but not the skill to speak it." Once again, sarcastic thoughts floated around his brain. That, and it sounds like a herd of...