Teh_Asian
Sole Survivor
Char-Li was running, which wasn't that much of a problem if it weren't for the wound on the lower left side of his abdomen. He was panting harshly as he gripped his DC-15s blaster on his way down a rather steep ravine on Teth. Why was he on Teth? Call it a vacation of sorts. He needed a way to avoid a few bounty hunters on his trail, but unfortunately they did get to him. He was wounded, hurt, and beyond tired at this point.
Sure, he had the best training, best supplies and gear, but that didn't stop the human aspect of him, exhaustion, dehydration, all the rest of it. He came to a rather rough halt, his legs giving out as he fell and slid down a hill rather spedily, coming down to a ravine and stopping at the very bottom.
Was he dead? No, not yet, but he wasn't really ready to move just yet. He was tired. He was hurt. And all else, just plain hungry.
Sure, he had the best training, best supplies and gear, but that didn't stop the human aspect of him, exhaustion, dehydration, all the rest of it. He came to a rather rough halt, his legs giving out as he fell and slid down a hill rather spedily, coming down to a ravine and stopping at the very bottom.
Was he dead? No, not yet, but he wasn't really ready to move just yet. He was tired. He was hurt. And all else, just plain hungry.