Sergeant Omen
Arc Trooper Sergeant of the 41st Elite Corps
Location: In front of Hilal's Junk Shop, Kestri
Omen hopped out of a land speeder along with two armed associates, glancing at the storefront before him. So this is where the little blue-haired terror is hiding...
The Clone had tracked down where the Kajir named Hilal did business. He knew little about the young woman other than her distaste for Jedi and her apparent technical skill. If rumor had it if you wanted any custom or technical work she was your gal. If rumor also has it, she was friends with the blue hair murderer that had attacked his bar, taken two lives, and made him scatter from Enclave territory for a month. Needless to say, he was not happy to find out that a police officer had supported an assassin in her mission against him. Not pissed enough to murder her of course, he would never go that far but he did want answers. If Hilal gave up the ghost and told him where her friend was, he wouldn't give her any trouble. If he couldn't have answers though, he would send a message to the crazies that stalked him in the night and the friends who supported their murder sprees. If you came after Omen Mereel, it would not come without cost.
As the small group approached the front door, Omen gestured for his backup to guard the door. He didn't need to threaten Hilal with physical force and mafia-like tactics... ye. He just wanted to get answers and to contain this threat before she hurt any more people. Opening up the front door, he mentally for the conversation he was about to have. It was going to be a long day.
Hilal Vizsla
Hex
Omen hopped out of a land speeder along with two armed associates, glancing at the storefront before him. So this is where the little blue-haired terror is hiding...
The Clone had tracked down where the Kajir named Hilal did business. He knew little about the young woman other than her distaste for Jedi and her apparent technical skill. If rumor had it if you wanted any custom or technical work she was your gal. If rumor also has it, she was friends with the blue hair murderer that had attacked his bar, taken two lives, and made him scatter from Enclave territory for a month. Needless to say, he was not happy to find out that a police officer had supported an assassin in her mission against him. Not pissed enough to murder her of course, he would never go that far but he did want answers. If Hilal gave up the ghost and told him where her friend was, he wouldn't give her any trouble. If he couldn't have answers though, he would send a message to the crazies that stalked him in the night and the friends who supported their murder sprees. If you came after Omen Mereel, it would not come without cost.
As the small group approached the front door, Omen gestured for his backup to guard the door. He didn't need to threaten Hilal with physical force and mafia-like tactics... ye. He just wanted to get answers and to contain this threat before she hurt any more people. Opening up the front door, he mentally for the conversation he was about to have. It was going to be a long day.
Hilal Vizsla
Hex