Bloodknight
The Artist
The man named Horror stood inside an apartment of his within the Coruscant Underworld's Happyland complex. Well, the apartment wasn't his per se, but it was his workplace until he was done with it. He had just finished creating a trap and was testing it out. It was a simple mechanism, a nigh-invisible trip wire placed at the doorway, right under the door itself so that it won't trigger the wire, but the foot of the person opening the door. The wire would then trigger a small, wall-mounted blaster concealed behind a curtain aimed for the head of anyone of 6'4" that will immediately shoot the target right in the temple with a yellow bolt. Just out of the range of peripheral vision, the target will never see it coming. Well, never is a strong word considering the target in question is a Zabrak named @[member=Darth Ferus], thought the bounty hunter as he watched the scenario in his HUD's 3D holo-simulator. He did not know why or for what reason, but the Sith Knight was visiting this place tonight.
The blaster at the side of the door made a mess of the Zabrak's head in every scenario, but then again the simulator could not calculate the behavior of a force-sensitive. Horror was a mercenary for just too long to be caught off guard by the force-sensitive. He had a plan, he thought as he placed a pressure bomb underneath the first mattress of the bed that will detonate upon laying on it and walked out of the apartment building, quietly closing and locking the door behind him. He always had a plan.
The blaster at the side of the door made a mess of the Zabrak's head in every scenario, but then again the simulator could not calculate the behavior of a force-sensitive. Horror was a mercenary for just too long to be caught off guard by the force-sensitive. He had a plan, he thought as he placed a pressure bomb underneath the first mattress of the bed that will detonate upon laying on it and walked out of the apartment building, quietly closing and locking the door behind him. He always had a plan.