Anaxes, a fortress world. Anaxes cities, bastions of peace and light. Anaxes Military, the Republics finest garrison. Anaxes' Senator, the target of an assassination.
Vash Nazari stood upside down cloaked in the force on one of the balconies of Anaxes' upper citadels. The mag boots that he wore allowed him to cling to the underside of metal balcony, his lekku hanging upside down past his face and the Montral on his head stemming out like a demon. He frowned slightly as he looked downwards towards the ground, cloaked in shadows. Being upside down like this was rather difficult, and in truth getting to this position had been equally annoying. Just above him however stood a guard, one that Vash could not just kill.
His problem now stemmed that there were also guards below him. His entry way into the Citadel was supposed to have been a window on the far left side, the contact here on Anaxes however had failed to mention the ray shield that had recently been placed over the window, and as such the entryway was now rendered useless.
Having thought on his feet Vash had immediately decided to forge another entryway, mainly the balcony he was currently hanging off of. Unfortunately for the Togruta, the guard had at the last second come to the overhanging for a midnight smoke, something that was highly inconvenient.
For another five minutes Vash simply hung upside down, blood slowly rushing to his head. Finally after what seemed like an age the guard began to move. He sensed the fat pudgy man walk away from the balcony, and a smile crossed his masked face. In one smooth motion Vash swung himself forward, grabbing onto the edge of the balcony and swinging himself up and over.
He landed on the balcony with the grace of a ballerina, a smirk on his face.
He had a Senator to kill.
Vash Nazari stood upside down cloaked in the force on one of the balconies of Anaxes' upper citadels. The mag boots that he wore allowed him to cling to the underside of metal balcony, his lekku hanging upside down past his face and the Montral on his head stemming out like a demon. He frowned slightly as he looked downwards towards the ground, cloaked in shadows. Being upside down like this was rather difficult, and in truth getting to this position had been equally annoying. Just above him however stood a guard, one that Vash could not just kill.
His problem now stemmed that there were also guards below him. His entry way into the Citadel was supposed to have been a window on the far left side, the contact here on Anaxes however had failed to mention the ray shield that had recently been placed over the window, and as such the entryway was now rendered useless.
Having thought on his feet Vash had immediately decided to forge another entryway, mainly the balcony he was currently hanging off of. Unfortunately for the Togruta, the guard had at the last second come to the overhanging for a midnight smoke, something that was highly inconvenient.
For another five minutes Vash simply hung upside down, blood slowly rushing to his head. Finally after what seemed like an age the guard began to move. He sensed the fat pudgy man walk away from the balcony, and a smile crossed his masked face. In one smooth motion Vash swung himself forward, grabbing onto the edge of the balcony and swinging himself up and over.
He landed on the balcony with the grace of a ballerina, a smirk on his face.
He had a Senator to kill.