Why would the Republic take this scum planet, Sethis didn't know why. It was a unruly place, even with all the garrisons stationed here, they couldn't stop what this place was. "Command, RC-1003 reporting in, Savage Sector clear, rounding back to Lost Point. Copy." he reported in his comm. He was stuck here on patrol duty till stationed else where, and he hated it. Aliens of all kind littered the side walks, not that he had a hatred for other species, it was just anyone of them could be a threat. That was the problem in his eyes for this place, everyone, and everything was a threat. Nar Shadda was a waist of good soldiers, though he wasn't here for the fight, he was here for the aftermath. "What makes this such a hotspot, that we had to waist our recourses here?" he asked himself.
He walked along a empty path away from the people, and constantly checked his six, to make sure no one was following him. It made him a bit paranoid, and to top it, no back up, no squad to lead, or be lead by through this terrible place. He assumed removing his helmet would induce a coma from all the smog, and other smoke that engulfed the planet. He pictured this place civil, and found that his imagination couldn't conjure such a image of a place. It was the Undercity of Coruscant, but just the whole planet was like that. It was like you could go to the lower levels of here, and see bright sun beams, and get fresh air. He hated this place, and would do anything to leave it. Orders were orders, he had to follow therm, didn't have to like them.
He walked along a empty path away from the people, and constantly checked his six, to make sure no one was following him. It made him a bit paranoid, and to top it, no back up, no squad to lead, or be lead by through this terrible place. He assumed removing his helmet would induce a coma from all the smog, and other smoke that engulfed the planet. He pictured this place civil, and found that his imagination couldn't conjure such a image of a place. It was the Undercity of Coruscant, but just the whole planet was like that. It was like you could go to the lower levels of here, and see bright sun beams, and get fresh air. He hated this place, and would do anything to leave it. Orders were orders, he had to follow therm, didn't have to like them.