Racket
Chew Toy
Holoscreens shined bright. Blood shot eyes hurt after hours of continuous space travel. To anyone who had wondered he was on a trade run and if that didn't work he had forged holowork to prove his innocence. No extra attention had gone his way though while traveling. A swig of harsh liquid hit his throat. Nothing like Mercing in the morning. Jumping out of his seat he threw his weapons on around his hips. A cig was lit shortly afterwards while he scoured the cargo bay of his ship looking for the Bomb he had purchased the week before. A brief case, metal, heavy. Where the frack........
Bastion Trade Station
His ship lurched to a stop at the control of his fingers on the holoscreens in front of him and his left hand throttling down. Jumping up Racket walked to the exit hatch and climbed out. Walking around the cargo drop off he found someone to come help him with his bags. They were some kind of big dumb species. No questions. "HeY, i gIve YOu CrEDit yOu FolLoW Me. CaPEEsh?" a nod was all he got in return. The thing was brilliant in Racket's eyes. A true gift to the galaxy. Hailing a shuttle to the city was the next step. Nailed and ready they took off into the city. It only took a short while before the were sitting outside of a massive building which served as council chambers. At least that's what weeks of research told him.
"My BRoThEr'S On tHE coUNcIL." Racket spoke out loud to the driver. "SO I hAvE tiLL hE GetS OuT oF hIs ChAMBeRS. WAiT HeRE foR A sEc." The guy said something about credits. "YoU'LL GeT PaID!!!!!"
Foot kicked the door real hard as he walked around to stand next to the big guy. They walked up the steps leading them into the buildings front door. No one sitting at the counter. That was a relief. "SiT hErE UnTIl hE geTs OuT oF tHe MeeTInG; OkaY?" another nod "GoOd BoY. I hAvE TO gO PaY ThE SHuttLe." Walking outside he got back in without looking back at the building. Climbed in the back seat. Pulled out his blaster and shot the guy in the head. His body slumped limply. Racket took his seat pushing the dead body over onto the passenger side.
Watching the speed tracker with silent anticipation. Leaving the blast radius made him giddy with joy. It made him forget the fact that the council member he was targeting had even sent him that nasty Holovid.
Pulling up to the Ship Yard housing his ship he parked and walked casually back to his baby. Fingers danced across the screen and throttle up. His ship moved upwards into the sky towards the clouds. Facing the city Racket's thumb hit the trigger on the nuke the oaf was clutching.
BOOM
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