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“Never open with dialogue,” the Ranger cautioned while liquor dripped from his lip beside levity. “It's a terrible start to the story. Really, you want to find the ending as quickly as possible, and sometimes you do that by saying nothing at all." He knocked back a shot and burped. "Easiest way...

"I didn't kill him because he was crazy. I killed him because he was making sense." —Josephus Miller, The Expanse "You don't get to live a bad life and Have good things happen to you." —Arthur Morgan, Red Dead Redemption 2 A long, long time ago in a galaxy far, far away… That’s how Zad...

He looks out the window. An old man looking out the window. There’s a quote in there somewhere…but this old man ain’t bright enough to think of one. So he gazes, stares, looks—tries to find a word that means more than itself, more than the sum of its parts, like stories in books. Like a...

The comlink faded to black, tired of staring at a blank screen, fingers typing keys only to not hit send. He thought about reaching out to old friends, his partners, his comrades, but the old man had resigned to drift like the dust, fading away on the frontier. Give me enough of these and my...

OOC Thread The Dreaming Cloud Main Bar There he was, another day, another dollar, another damn bartender serving drinks across the counter. “Another one,” Zad Ruzed might have said but settled for tapping a finger. The bartender understood it, refreshing an empty glass with fresh whiskey...

The following morning, Zaia would wake up in a bed, Zad on a couch, though whether man or woman had gotten much sleep was another story. The former, who could say, but the latter had stayed awake more often than he had wanted to. On Lothal, there was no sea outside the motel’s window with which...

Zad shook his head in disbelief. Idiot. He thought toward the screen on the console in his cockpit. Idiot of a Ranger, Mr. Ruzed, to have missed the details. How had he managed to blank the robber leaving the bank back at Lothal? How had he managed to miss the dots that were connected to the...

The Marswell Bank in a city on Lothal was pretty standard for its type. There wasn’t much to make note of beyond four walls and a vault. Though, passing a security guard on his way in who looked like that one actor from that one movie, Zad was helpless to shake the thought away. It was a busy...

Arvala-7 A hot day in the desert was one reason you didn’t wear a black leather trench coat while stuck in it. Zad wasn’t stuck, not really, but he may as well have been considering how two weeks off from work pretty much sucked. “Take some time off,” the captain had requested back at base...

Darkness draped over his vision like death’s curtain, black and cold and callous, even as faint twinkles of light crept in and out at the tiniest corners. There was blue and yellow, red and pink, first here then there then all at once together. It was like the lights of a city, blurred and out...

Rangers like Zad Ruzed were often much more comfortable on the fringes of civilization, right there on worlds like Tatooine or Arvala-7. Hell, the latter was this one’s home station and it was right there on his badge (check his badge down below if yawnt to). Yet, business had brought the man...

It wasn’t every day that a Ranger teamed up with a Jedi. If this Ranger and this Jedi had anything more to say about it, well, it would be one more day of days to come. Cooperation between the Sector Rangers and the Jedi Order was on the up and up, the two factions setting aside their...

The smoke languidly curled and floated up to disperse into the cold night. The stench was almost overwhelmingly repulsive, but he had long since learned to adapt to it. The others were already getting to work in setting up the perimeter and blocking off access. Sirens echoed nearby, a bit louder...

Damn cantinas… Zad thought as he turned his glass on the countertop. They were so cliche. Looking for a story? Head to a cantina. Grabbing for an adventure? Go to a cantina. Itching for mystery? Here’s your cantina. Scratching for mischief? There’s your cantina. Still, The Rusty Nail was the...

It wasn’t often that Zad Ruzed found himself frequenting the Core Worlds. They were a little too far from the Outer Rim, a little too controlled, and this was one Ranger who was more comfortable in the wild rim. ‘Frontier fuzz’, his allies and enemies would joke; a ‘badge on the brink’. Then...

Music OOC The Iron Gunman Cigar smoke twirled toward the orange sky in a thin plume that would never reach it. Its efforts were not in vain. In the sea of steel and concrete, pillars stood tall and proud as they scraped the clouds, till they fumed with factory smoke that threatened to choke...