TIMMEL
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- May 22, 2017
- Messages
- 41
- Reaction score
- 13
Koda Station
Tum had been slummin' it on the Koda Station for nearly a week, most of his credits had been spent on booze or girls of some sort. Still relatively new to the Galaxy, Tum was slowly learning of the various things the Galaxy had to offer him. Sitting on the end stool of some slum hole of a bar. He was down to less than three thousand credits and would need to find work again soon if he was going to keep up his habit of drinking and whoring himself into what was sure to be an early grave. Until then, Tum raised his large glass of whiskey in a silent toast to himself and downed the whole glass before requesting another.
As the bartender took his empty glass Tum checked his twin pair of blasters and turned to check the other goings on in the bar around him...