cheshire_kitty
All that remains
Location: The Former Republic Military Garrison, Contruum
Live subjects for his experiments were something that was hard to come by but the aftermath of a vicious war provided him a rare opportunity. It was not unusual for soldiers to be wrongly listed as killed in action that he can rescue and use. Republic or Sith, Konrad didn’t care - he took what he could. Armed with a DataPad, Konrad strolled around what remained of the Republic garrison as he carefully listened to any signs of life.
Konrad entered the garrison and climbed the stairs to get a view of the area from a higher location. Konrad heard a faint sound as he reached to second floor, curious as to the origin of the sound; he lifted up some of the debris. “Me…oow.” A ginger with a white belly, and socks lay immobilized on the wood, his front paw pawing weakly.
Konrad was by no means a soft person - he was a soldier hardened by the loss of his beloved fiancée, Aveline Delacroix, and exacerbated by his time in the military. However, there was something about this cat - collateral damage to a war that did not involve him, an innocent bystander. Perhaps it was because the cat had similar colourings as Mittens, Aveline’s beloved companion. Konrad did not understand his desire to save this poor cat, but he knew it was something he must do.
Live subjects for his experiments were something that was hard to come by but the aftermath of a vicious war provided him a rare opportunity. It was not unusual for soldiers to be wrongly listed as killed in action that he can rescue and use. Republic or Sith, Konrad didn’t care - he took what he could. Armed with a DataPad, Konrad strolled around what remained of the Republic garrison as he carefully listened to any signs of life.
Konrad entered the garrison and climbed the stairs to get a view of the area from a higher location. Konrad heard a faint sound as he reached to second floor, curious as to the origin of the sound; he lifted up some of the debris. “Me…oow.” A ginger with a white belly, and socks lay immobilized on the wood, his front paw pawing weakly.
Konrad was by no means a soft person - he was a soldier hardened by the loss of his beloved fiancée, Aveline Delacroix, and exacerbated by his time in the military. However, there was something about this cat - collateral damage to a war that did not involve him, an innocent bystander. Perhaps it was because the cat had similar colourings as Mittens, Aveline’s beloved companion. Konrad did not understand his desire to save this poor cat, but he knew it was something he must do.