For once, body guards would be helpful.

[Dan Rinell]

Dan strode about the streets of Cloud city. People bustled around him, not really paying attention to him. But oh, they would, he just needed a place to stand. Somewhere he could stand out, some where he could be above the crowd.... ah! There! A pedestal rose from the ground, seemingly becoming him. It was large enough to stand on and stand out, but not to large to be difficult to get atop. With a nimble leap, he was on top, allowing him to be seen. "Ladies and gentlemen... or whatever you are... I, I ask that for just a moment you listen, hear of my great trade. I can show you things you would never see otherwise, let you feel, taste, hear, smell, things you never would!" Dan's voice boomed above the crowd. They were interested. All ears turned to him.
"I can--" a blaster bolt, fired from the crowd whizzed just past his ear. The crowd shrieked in panic, as three more attacker emerged, shooting and stabbing those who the could. There was a trandoshian.. two human males, and a bith attacking the crowd... Dan's crowd. Dan dropped to behind the pedistal, readying his pistol, he felt blaster shots hit the pedestal tearing chunks off with them. Soon his 'cover' would be gone...

 

[Rexus Wenck]

Captain Rexus Wenck found the refreshing air of Bespin, something to be enjoyed. Compared to his other postings on the barren planet of Yalara, the icy grave of Hoth and the jungles of Zarnathea, the sophistication of Cloud City was of great relief. The booze was cheaper, the women sleeker, and the officer nicer.

"So," One of the troopers of his squad began, "What are you doing tonight fellas?"

Rexus shrugged as he continued leading the patrol through the cities streets. He wasn't interested, just wanted to get home and finish this patrol loop.

"Dinner," One of the other troopers said, "Got some hot cantina worker, gave me her address."

"Oh la la." The first stormtrooper said, "What's she like?"

"Human." The other trooper replied, "Gorgeous, got this cute little smile she gives. And goddamn, her ass. Damn, it gives some Twi'leks a run for their credits." He then chuckled, "And then you should see her-"

Blaster fire echoed through the streets. Immediately, the stormtrooper switched from small talk, to tactical talk. The squad ran to the source of the fire, "This is squad four, seventh platoon!" Rexus barked on his comms, "We are enroute to the scene of an attack on South Calrissian Square!"

"Understood captain, sending PDF's in to back your boys up." Headquarters replied, "But they'll be a few. Keep us updated on the situation."
Rexus and the squad rounded a corner, pushing their way through the crowd of civilians who were fleeing. "Hold it right there!" Rexus barked, "First Imperial Stormtrooper Corps, drop your weapons, and put your hands up!"

[member="Dan Rinell"]

 

[Sorvae Sunfell]

Bespin, a gas giant under the First Order's rule, was the place Sorvae had reached during his never ending travel. No matter the planet, no matter the faction, no matter the people, he never stopped moving from one place to another, causing desolation and leaving behind ruins. First Order, despite some of their views matching with those of Sorvae's, was no different from the rest, meaning the Sith Lord would not stop for anything.

Just when the boy was getting ready to cause some mayhem and destruction, somebody was already blasting in every possible direction, people were running and the authorities were reacting. Kark, just when the boy thought he could finally have fun with the First Order. Guess he had to be a simple guest this time.

Since he couldn't get to cause destruction himself this time, he decided to take a seat in one of the outdoor cafés near the shooting area. Most people had already evacuated the place, but Sorvae could still see people inside the café. Perhaps he could have some fun with them, instead.

"Where the kark are you trying to go?" he asked from the few employees as they tried to escape. He stood in front of them and blocked their way out. "Your place is here."

"Our place is here," the employees said at the same time, obviously under the influence of a Mind Trick. Oh how Sorvae loved controlling the minds of weak-willed.

"Good. Now bring me a nice glass of soda. With ice, please."

Sorvae never drank alcohol.

[ [member="Rexus Wenck"] | [member="Dan Rinell"] ]​

 

[Starfire]

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[Avin Starfire]

The blaster fire scorched the white marble next to Avin, the pristine surface turning red and then black under the heat. Moments later the screams erupted and the attackers started to maliciously attack the torrent of fleeing pedestrians.

Avin spat his cigarra onto the floor before crunching it into a pulp with his boot.

"Well that's just swell" Muttered the smuggler under his breath, already anxious to leave the cloud city, he was now caught up in a group of psycho's and their murder spree.

Around the main street in which the attack is happening the alleyways start to flood with the tsunami of helpless civilians running for their lives. As well as groups of stormtroopers and bespin security personnel trying to get to the attack.

Avin moved swiftly, kicking off of a wall and reaching for his blaster when he locked eyes with one of the attackers. Avin stared for less than a second before a volley of blaster fire plastered his location. Two bolts flew past, one hitting a shop assistant and another crashing into the restaurant next to him. The third however, caught Avin square in the chest and lifting him off of his feet.

His head hit the ground with a crack and he felt dazed but luckily Avin's chest-plate had managed to stop the blaster from causing any real damage. After crawling into the side of the street, Avin broke his way into a food stall and dropped to a squat beside the window letting out a loud sigh. After a moment to check himself over Avin noticed that a piece of his chest plate had come free from the rest and as he pulled at it "AAGH!" he screamed in agony, it had become lodged into his stomach and was bleeding heavily.

By now the troopers had made some progress towards the massacre and the cascade of bodies from the street were starting to clear in the centre.

Brilliant Avin thought after realising his injury, "We are just going to have to see how you like it aren't we?" Avin muttered as he powered up his blaster and braced himself against the windowsill.




[member='Dan Rinell'], [member='Rexus Wenck'],[member='Sorvae Sunfell']