Ashin Varanin
Professional Enabler
MON CALAMARI
A mouse droid, his wheels slick with the blood of the innocent, prowled the streets of the capital. Legions of other droids engaged population centers and military units all around, but this droid...this one very special droid...was hunting the alleyways, intent on a fight.
With a high scurrying noise, like the grinding of gears, it zipped through a turn and halted, staring down a trash-can-choked alley. Why the Mon Calamari had trash cans was anyone's guess -- then again, an alley was an alley, pretty much anywhere.
His little row of photoreceptors spied movement, and he advanced down the alley...
A mouse droid, his wheels slick with the blood of the innocent, prowled the streets of the capital. Legions of other droids engaged population centers and military units all around, but this droid...this one very special droid...was hunting the alleyways, intent on a fight.
With a high scurrying noise, like the grinding of gears, it zipped through a turn and halted, staring down a trash-can-choked alley. Why the Mon Calamari had trash cans was anyone's guess -- then again, an alley was an alley, pretty much anywhere.
His little row of photoreceptors spied movement, and he advanced down the alley...