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Making an offer you can't refuse.

Sal Valentino

Real power can't be given. It must be taken.
The upper levels of Coruscant were luxurious, architectural art. Anybody and everybody wanted to live there, but only a few were rich enough to do so. One person who was more than rich enough was Sal Valentino. A mob boss, and one of the richest in the business.

He owned many properties in the high rise of Coruscant, but his favourite was the billion credit penthouse, that sat on one of the tallest building on the planet, The Shard. The penthouse itself was 150 square feet of decroative furnishings and expensive art. This apartment even included a swimming pool. Though rarely used, the house was a symbol of the wealth and power of Sal Valentino. What many dreamt, was Sal's reality.

The least furnished, but most expensive room was the office. Sal spent most of his days in this room, conducting 'business' with contacts and his men. The room featured a completely blank white walls and office desk where Sal would sit. A large window behind the desk gave Sal and his guests a great view of Coruscant, or Sal's empire.

"What's the update with getting ahold of that Waru guy?" Sal would say into a microphone, linking straight to his men, who were on the hunt for a bounty hunter who went by the name of Waru. Sal and Waru had met in a bar, where Sal had promised him a job, it now looked like the time had come, but the only problem was, he couldn't find Waru.

"S-s-sir, we can't find him, we've looked in all the Cantinas down here." A terrified voice would reply, Sal could sense the fear in his voice, but he should be scared, the hunt for Waru had taken too long already.

"What do you mean you haven't found him?" Sal questioned, shouting through to his men, "It's not as if he's incon-faking-spicuous! Keep looking, and when you find him, which you will do, bring him to me." Sal cut the line dead, hoping his men would find Waru soon.

[member="Waru"]
 
It wouldn't be long, the screams of terrified victims corralled together. Much like cattle they sought escape in the most hilarious of places. The paved roads harbored tangible fear. The behemoth strode forward, his body brimmed with a excessive array of analytic apparatuses, as well as a decent armory. The artificial landscape provided by the republic home world was thrown into a frenzy.

Rhythmic interludes of crashing thunder broke the eerie silence, frothy claws of lightning forked the horizon which illuminated the streets. Men with guns appeared before him, their faces trembled, their knees buckled. "Sal wishes to-" "Say no more." He would follow where he was led.
 

Sal Valentino

Real power can't be given. It must be taken.
The thugs had found Waru, terrified as they were of the metal monster, they would be more afraid of Sal's wraith. Therefore the armed men obliged what Sal had said and led the cyborg towards The Shard tower.

The lobby of the building was covered in blank white walls, much like Sal's penthouse. There was only one way to go from the lobby, an elevator. An elevator that would take anyone straight up to the top floor, Sal's domain.

"P-p-please, step into the elevator sir, Sal will be waiting for you at the top." The group leader stuttered with fear to Waru. The journey wouldn't take long, the elevator was fast, actually very fast, considering it had to climb over 1000 floors.

[member="Waru"]
 

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