GhostOfProtocol
The OOC One
Nal Hutta was a nice planet, well to the Cowboy anyway. Drugs, murder and other. It was basically like dying and finding heaven. However, he wasn't here to spend time looking through all the drugs and trafficking rings, instead he was perched on the bridge of "The Evo Night" that he may of borrowed from a guy who knew a guy.
Okay, he had to give it back, but not until he was finished with this task anyway. Sempra had decided he wanted a slave ship, so he sent Xander to go wait at Nal Hutta till one passed. Okay, it was a good idea, he had to give it to the Hutt, but Xander'd seen the protection these things had.
He sat on the bridge, looking at some basic controls. He used the touch system to set up a basic coms system around his ship. He then took it upon himself to power up weapons. He looked around, looked at some of the men busy running around doing whatever men do on ships.
All he could hope was that Sempra bothered to call in some backup.
Okay, he had to give it back, but not until he was finished with this task anyway. Sempra had decided he wanted a slave ship, so he sent Xander to go wait at Nal Hutta till one passed. Okay, it was a good idea, he had to give it to the Hutt, but Xander'd seen the protection these things had.
He sat on the bridge, looking at some basic controls. He used the touch system to set up a basic coms system around his ship. He then took it upon himself to power up weapons. He looked around, looked at some of the men busy running around doing whatever men do on ships.
All he could hope was that Sempra bothered to call in some backup.