Jerek Odres
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Coruscant - Galactic City - 12:02 AM - Day 245/368 - 1 week since Atlee's death
Twenty stories high in the sky, with a beautiful light show blazing beneath from cars and buildings. The wind was blowing fairly that night and pushing up against the right side of Revet Saonsul's body. Revet had a non-existent package, in hand from a client that didn't exist, and never took part in Revet's illegal business. It was supposed to be the darkest time of night, but lights from everywhere kept it lit up like the front rows of a concert. The unreal package was meant for delivery straight to 783 Distinction Avenue down in the Ambassadorial Sector of Galactic City. It was about five miles from Revet's current location, and he intended to free run it all the way there. It was a high paying job, apparently something politically crucial was in the package. The clients even knew what their messenger's standard rate was for this type of job.
Revet Saonsul's dark brown eyes looked out to the night and up at Centax 2, one of the four moons of Coruscant. He took a look down at the ledge that was on the other side of a metal railing. The dark skinned Free Runner put his hands on the railing and executed an eagle flip. It was a two story dive over a twenty foot gap, and Revet was diving head first. The wind was pushing up at Revet's cheeks as he approached the ledge to another building. The skinny person put his legs together, and his hands ready to push from the top of his head. The landing was just over the railing of the building and Revet was just about to slam into the metal. However, the experienced runner went into a roll in which he pushed his hands up on the ground, and flipped back onto his feet. There was no rest here, as soon as the man's feet hit the ground he was off into a sprint.
The sprint was sending him right into a wall leading to a left turn. However, Revet made no attempt to turn his body to the left, and instead pulled off a wall spin. A few feet from the wall, the man made jump at it. Both hands went out onto the wall, and performed a vertical 360 degree turn to the left while still remaining in contact with the wall. This placed Revet's front facing in the direction of right. Once both of his feet planted firmly onto the ground the young man took off towards the upcoming ledge. Right below the ledge's railing was a walkway that continued in the direction of 783 Distinction Avenue. Once again, there were no main attempts to avoid the upcoming obstacle. As soon as he was only a few feet from it, Revet went into a slide under the railing's bar, and grabbed a support bar to the right of him with both hands. He then swung his body 180 degrees horizontally clockwise. This flung Revet's body down onto the ground where his feet firmly planted, and shot him off again.
It was a straight shot down the walkway which went on for seven miles; three miles too many. Revet Saonsul continued down the pathway for a whole mile, avoiding obstacles like street lights, people, and liter. However someone called the authorities because at 12:23 AM a hovercraft dispatch vehicle with a spotlight was shooting directly down at Revet. The large spotlight was lighting up the entire walkway in from the left side of which Revet stepped. It shouted out a warning from a speaker system; subsequently waking up all the light sleepers within a small area.
"Stop your movement, get down on the ground, and put your hand behind your back or we will open fire, Saonsul," Largely announced the metal dispatch vehicle, "You have thirty seconds to comply or we will open fire on you!"
They weren't joking around either, they had an automated repeater blaster attached to the bottom of the vehicle like a chain gun. Even with the threat of being shot to ribbons with blaster fire, Revet was unfazed, and preceded to run down the same walkway he was on, with the same package he was carrying. Just as they were ready to tear him to shreds, the man they were chasing made a daring leap in their direction to a nearby balcony. With a clear open window. It was just twenty feet from the walkway. Revet made a tuck and roll once he hit the ground which greatly surprised a woman laying in bed. Then he bashed her door right down to the ground and continued to shoot down the hallway. It was the fifteenth floor of the entire building, and Revet was headed down.
The runner Revet continued down the halls of thirteen floors until he reached the second floor of the building towards the ground floor. It was the lower city so he wasn't expecting much resistance once he made it down. However, there was one man stationed towards the end of the second floor hall way. He had his gun directly pointed at the man running right towards him. He only gave one "freeze" to Revet before opening firing on the runner. The blaster pistol that he was wielding was of a poor range, and the shooter's aim was way too poor for it to actually hit his target. Revet was ducking, and hopping too fast for the blaster shots to hit him. When he got close, Revet's left hand whipped the gun away, and his right hand punched the cop in the jaw. The runner didn't stop at all and continued by doing a spin around to the back of the falling officer, and sent a left elbow to his back, before using him as a push off to get back to full speed.
Afterward, it was smooth sailing for the last fifteen minutes of the runner's delivery. Three miles later, Revet was at the Ambassadorial Sector and close to his location. All he had to do was ascend three stories to his target destination. There were convenient railings in which Revet jumped up onto to reach the correct height. Revet was hanging from the windowsill of a very dark space, it was the address of 738 Distinction Avenue. When he knocked on the window, it just opened to him, and he threw the package right in. The delivery was completed, and the job was done for Revet. The dark haired runner jumped down back to street level, and continued back to his secret hide out without a trace in the night.
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Coruscant - Galactic City Cantina - 11:47 AM - Day 245/368
Coruscant - Galactic City Cantina - 11:47 AM - Day 245/368
Revet Saonsul was relaxing in one of the booths. He was simply relaxing and spending some of the money that he got in advance. Revet was getting some drinks and food when on the TV news, last night chase scene with yours truly was right on TV. It didn't get a very good look at his face, and it was over saturated with light from the spot light, but it was Revet on the TV. This didn't worry him one bit as he could simply jump out of there at the sign of any trouble.
