Broorn Sabor
Character
(Ignore this thread, please. I decided against killing off my character, yet.)
The rain slowly tapped against the windows of the run-down apartment, slowly sliding down to the ground. Slumped down on the ruined couch inside the apartment sat Chiss criminal Broorn Sabor. Clutched in his left hand was a bottle of Gin and in his mouth was a lit cigarette. The blue smoke slowly drifted up towards the ceiling as the tobbaco burned. He had sent a quick message to [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] with only a simple sentence. "Come down to my apartment."
Seated on the couch, Broorn was obviously grim, he knew his fate. Slowly exhaling some cigarette smoke, he temporarily removed it from his mouth to take a quick swig from the cold bottle of gin. He sighed in despair as he knew what was coming. This was it. Perhaps only a few hours of life yet, perhaps even less.
The rain slowly tapped against the windows of the run-down apartment, slowly sliding down to the ground. Slumped down on the ruined couch inside the apartment sat Chiss criminal Broorn Sabor. Clutched in his left hand was a bottle of Gin and in his mouth was a lit cigarette. The blue smoke slowly drifted up towards the ceiling as the tobbaco burned. He had sent a quick message to [member="Tugoro Taidarious"] with only a simple sentence. "Come down to my apartment."
Seated on the couch, Broorn was obviously grim, he knew his fate. Slowly exhaling some cigarette smoke, he temporarily removed it from his mouth to take a quick swig from the cold bottle of gin. He sighed in despair as he knew what was coming. This was it. Perhaps only a few hours of life yet, perhaps even less.