- Joined
- Jan 10, 2017
- Messages
- 7
- Reaction score
- 1
The planet where the gank found himself this time, was very hospitable. Endless cold plains in a large snow storm, snow covered peaks crowning the area around where he landed his ship. An ominous feeling of unease, something was wrong with this place, as if his thoughts told him to leave, an oppressive feeling of ..fear? Could it be? Something inside him resonated and he didn't understand, obviously someone untrained in the force had no chance to understand that his sensitivity was reacting to the planets strong presence in the force, and the reason he reacted so strongly about it was because the planet was strong in the dark side of the force.
It didn't take long for his freighter to land, he had gotten himself used to it through the month's flying it, the planets buffeting winds complicated the process a bit, but nothing to obvious, it took moments for him to gear up in the hangar bay of his freighter and before he was done, he had the appearance anyone would see in his life, the heavily armored gank, armed to the teeth walking out of the slowly gaping hangar door.
A mere moment after the hangar bay door opened he could already feel the biting cold gnawing at the extremities of his body, he rubbed his hands together and exhaled warm air onto them and walked on. Considering the weight of his armor, he still managed to do a good job to not sound too obvious, he was rather sneaky and his UAI-19 Combat Armour was designed to allow dexterity to be hampered as little as possible by the wearer.
A good half hour of walking towards a snow topped mountain, braving the wind and fighting the cold, DEC-1BL gun in hand finally took view of the building he had been informed about, a good sum of credits went into this piece of information but there he could see it, an old temple. He could already see the broken down doors and a large mound of snow in the entrance, but the cover of the wind was welcomed eagerly. He stayed in the entrance hall, the wind howling through the empty building but at the least his inner warmth was coming back to him and he could set his train of thought back to what his self given mission was, making the information he bought profitable, hoping it wasn't a trap to steal his freighter, or a trap to steal his life.
It didn't take long for his freighter to land, he had gotten himself used to it through the month's flying it, the planets buffeting winds complicated the process a bit, but nothing to obvious, it took moments for him to gear up in the hangar bay of his freighter and before he was done, he had the appearance anyone would see in his life, the heavily armored gank, armed to the teeth walking out of the slowly gaping hangar door.
A mere moment after the hangar bay door opened he could already feel the biting cold gnawing at the extremities of his body, he rubbed his hands together and exhaled warm air onto them and walked on. Considering the weight of his armor, he still managed to do a good job to not sound too obvious, he was rather sneaky and his UAI-19 Combat Armour was designed to allow dexterity to be hampered as little as possible by the wearer.
A good half hour of walking towards a snow topped mountain, braving the wind and fighting the cold, DEC-1BL gun in hand finally took view of the building he had been informed about, a good sum of credits went into this piece of information but there he could see it, an old temple. He could already see the broken down doors and a large mound of snow in the entrance, but the cover of the wind was welcomed eagerly. He stayed in the entrance hall, the wind howling through the empty building but at the least his inner warmth was coming back to him and he could set his train of thought back to what his self given mission was, making the information he bought profitable, hoping it wasn't a trap to steal his freighter, or a trap to steal his life.