Music pulsed and people yelled as they exchanged bets around the electrified cage. Two droids dragged a bloody heap of a man, the victim of the last fight.
Life hadn't ever been easy or Adrian, but life as a free man was in ways more difficult than life as a slave. There was no direction, no assistance, nothing. He was alone. He wouldn't trade that for anything and would destroy anyone who tried to chain him again. That didn't change the fact he needed food and other basics to survive.
Work was hard to come by, he had tried to make a legit of it but you needed money to make money in this Galaxy and that was another thing he had none of. As with many of society's outcasts, he ended up on Nar Shaddaa. There was work here, though he hadn't found the right employer as of yet. For now, he did the one thing he had always been good at, fighting.
He stepped into the ring, open and closing his fists several times, feeling his knuckles crack. Everything else in the room faded. It was just him, his opponent, and the ring. The fight started and last for a few minutes before Adrian gained the upper hand. Two solid hits and his opponent rocked on the edge of unconsciousness. People here didn't want just any victory, they wanted it flashy, they wanted it violent. Adrain would give the crowd the violent end it craved for. Another punch to the man's stomach caused him to buckle over. Grabbing the man's head he threw him into the electrified cage surrounding the arena. The man screamed for several seconds before the gate shut off an he fell the ground a smoke pile of unconscious flesh.
With credits in his pocket, he made his way to the bar. It wasn't much but it would be enough for tonight.
Life hadn't ever been easy or Adrian, but life as a free man was in ways more difficult than life as a slave. There was no direction, no assistance, nothing. He was alone. He wouldn't trade that for anything and would destroy anyone who tried to chain him again. That didn't change the fact he needed food and other basics to survive.
Work was hard to come by, he had tried to make a legit of it but you needed money to make money in this Galaxy and that was another thing he had none of. As with many of society's outcasts, he ended up on Nar Shaddaa. There was work here, though he hadn't found the right employer as of yet. For now, he did the one thing he had always been good at, fighting.
He stepped into the ring, open and closing his fists several times, feeling his knuckles crack. Everything else in the room faded. It was just him, his opponent, and the ring. The fight started and last for a few minutes before Adrian gained the upper hand. Two solid hits and his opponent rocked on the edge of unconsciousness. People here didn't want just any victory, they wanted it flashy, they wanted it violent. Adrain would give the crowd the violent end it craved for. Another punch to the man's stomach caused him to buckle over. Grabbing the man's head he threw him into the electrified cage surrounding the arena. The man screamed for several seconds before the gate shut off an he fell the ground a smoke pile of unconscious flesh.
With credits in his pocket, he made his way to the bar. It wasn't much but it would be enough for tonight.