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"He went that way! Authorities! That way!" A man yelled from in the middle of a crowd. The streets of Mos Eisley had seen a cruel assault on one woman by a group of men. Only one of them actually hit her and put her in her current state, but the rest had rifles trained on any who tried to make any step towards them. When he was finished, the riflemen dispersed while the attacker took off into the distance. Authorities arrived only just too late.
Tessy happened to be one of those standing in the crowd. While she hadn't seen the fight take place, she was there to witness the aftermath. "So some nerf-herder just up and beat the shit out of a girl?" Tessy asked one of the other pedestrians.
"Yeah. She looks almost dead... That prick roughed her up pretty good," the man responded. Obviously, ****-head, she thought to herself as she pushed her way through the crowd towards the bruised lady.
"Ma'am, we can't allow anyone else to enter this area," said one of the cops, pointing at holographic yellow tape that created an invisible barrier between them. "We'll handle everything from here. Unless you're family, which I don't see how a pure shistavanen would be related in any way to a pure-bred human, you have to remain safely away. So please, move along."
"Sure, ****in' prick," she growled to herself as she turned and walked back into the crowd. She wanted to actually do something about these random attacks. They had been more and more frequent around the port, and the place had come to be a home to her. But such was her days as of late. Each chance to do something at least some-what important or good was always just out of reach. It made it hard for her to feel concern for others.
Tessy happened to be one of those standing in the crowd. While she hadn't seen the fight take place, she was there to witness the aftermath. "So some nerf-herder just up and beat the shit out of a girl?" Tessy asked one of the other pedestrians.
"Yeah. She looks almost dead... That prick roughed her up pretty good," the man responded. Obviously, ****-head, she thought to herself as she pushed her way through the crowd towards the bruised lady.
"Ma'am, we can't allow anyone else to enter this area," said one of the cops, pointing at holographic yellow tape that created an invisible barrier between them. "We'll handle everything from here. Unless you're family, which I don't see how a pure shistavanen would be related in any way to a pure-bred human, you have to remain safely away. So please, move along."
"Sure, ****in' prick," she growled to herself as she turned and walked back into the crowd. She wanted to actually do something about these random attacks. They had been more and more frequent around the port, and the place had come to be a home to her. But such was her days as of late. Each chance to do something at least some-what important or good was always just out of reach. It made it hard for her to feel concern for others.