New was sometimes not a good thing. Even for who I was, a creation of the Pantheon project. Making super soldiers of the Galactic Empire. Before the operation, I was very small with a skinny build that resembled a skeleton. I was under five foot. Now I was at seven feet exactly. with the body of a man that was only seen on posterboards and holovids for some underwear ad. Though the man on the screen may have an easy life, I was the opposite.
I killed people for a living. It was who I was. Carrying weapons of all sorts when I was on my jobs. but now, I only carry my lightsaber with the very deep purple blade that reminded me of one that I loved long ago.
Dressed in simple jeans and a black t-shirt that had a red slant from my left shoulder to the bottom hem of my right side. I wore sneakers that looked extremely big for the shoe size. Being seven foot made your feet about the size of a normal man's head. I adjusted my shirt as I walked to the Training yard of other students.
I got a few looks because of my height, but most of all, because of how dark I looked. I had the ability to vanish from their sight, but decided against it. Grabbing my saber from my belt, I spoke fairly loudly. "I wish to have a master that can teach me the ways of the saber and the force."
Though my wish may not be granted soon, I would atleast like to learn from someone. Be it some force user or even just a man who knew how to fight. I wanted to learn. And was ready for almost anything.
@Somarae
I killed people for a living. It was who I was. Carrying weapons of all sorts when I was on my jobs. but now, I only carry my lightsaber with the very deep purple blade that reminded me of one that I loved long ago.
Dressed in simple jeans and a black t-shirt that had a red slant from my left shoulder to the bottom hem of my right side. I wore sneakers that looked extremely big for the shoe size. Being seven foot made your feet about the size of a normal man's head. I adjusted my shirt as I walked to the Training yard of other students.
I got a few looks because of my height, but most of all, because of how dark I looked. I had the ability to vanish from their sight, but decided against it. Grabbing my saber from my belt, I spoke fairly loudly. "I wish to have a master that can teach me the ways of the saber and the force."
Though my wish may not be granted soon, I would atleast like to learn from someone. Be it some force user or even just a man who knew how to fight. I wanted to learn. And was ready for almost anything.
@Somarae