Aithne Charr
Heir of Fire
Solan leaned back and looked up at the roof as he sat in the security room of this particular gang. It had decided to go and take up operations on the planet that Solan had been visiting and he decided why not screw over their operations and leave the local law enforcers with a present. After all it was bound to be one of their birthdays on a planet like Nar'Shadaa. Why Nar'Shadaa do you ask, it was a capitalist's dream of a planet so he mixed work with his favorite hobby.
You see, this gang decided that kidnapping people from the refugee sector and then selling them as slaves to the highesst buyer was right. They weren't even clever about hiding their actions and in the case of where Solan was now. They didn't really think to check up on who they let into the operation. But hell, they were criminals. Not geniuses who found a formula for a new kind of engine that would go twice the speed that hyperdrives could already.
'Hey, new guy, make sure to keep an eye on the cameras. We don't need someone coming up on our backs.' Solan just waved his hand at the guy and waited to see what the day would bring. He had a good feeling about it.
You see, this gang decided that kidnapping people from the refugee sector and then selling them as slaves to the highesst buyer was right. They weren't even clever about hiding their actions and in the case of where Solan was now. They didn't really think to check up on who they let into the operation. But hell, they were criminals. Not geniuses who found a formula for a new kind of engine that would go twice the speed that hyperdrives could already.
'Hey, new guy, make sure to keep an eye on the cameras. We don't need someone coming up on our backs.' Solan just waved his hand at the guy and waited to see what the day would bring. He had a good feeling about it.