Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Tatooine and Its Crater

Location: Somewhere unknown on Tatooine

Evil is here, there, everywhere. It will always be a thing. Fortunately, good fights back just in time to stop it most of the time. But what about when it can't? Midday on Tatooine, Stoic could be found running away from something. Well, someone. A bounty hunter to be precise. Something was causing the city to be chaotic, he went to discover the cause and found himself in a conflict. By the end of his greeting with the cause, he shot and killed nine people with one of his heavy blaster pistols, the one he could draw quickly.

Stoic was running for his life basically. So many people were in his way so that didn't help. Maybe some more explaining should be done. He isn't running because he killed people. He's running because he stole an item. A jetpack. Yes, its a stupid item for to be chased for but the jetpack was the latest model and had the best thrusters in the galaxy, or so they claim. Stoic may of... put it on after taking it. For a reason. He wanted to test it out. Unfortunately, he was caught right when he was about to fly. That's when he began to run away, and when the bounty hunter was hired to retrieve the package.

What Stoic found annoying about the situation was that chaos was being caused. He would of never been in this situation if terrorists or whoever caused this. Maybe it was his fault a little but still. The bounty hunter was closing in on him when a few ships bombed the area. The bounty hunter was blew away by the impact of the bomb right beside him. Stoic dove to the ground.
 
Tattooine. What a dull place, Alex thought. Sand as far as the eye could see, and everyone who lived here were the galaxy's bottom feeders. The scum of the scum. Too bad this place seemed to have some connection to the Force. Exiled Sith Lords and Jedi Masters often called this place home. So, the Kro Var girl thought it would be a good place to snoop around. Instead, she found something much more amusing. Alex followed the man from the shadows of buildings, her cloak wrapped tightly around her body. She ran along with him at a steady place as a bounty hunter followed him close at hand. Then, the bombers hit, sending explosions through the small town. Alex crouched down, hiding behind a building. It was unexpected, to say the least. Careful not to reveal herself, she brought a small flame to life in her hands. Shaping could always come in handy.

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Stoic's dive almost costed him an injury if he didn't do a somersault before hitting the ground. The bombs kinda blew towards his way so that would've caused him to go head first. Fortunately, he was quick to react. After the somersault, Stoic stood up with the jetpack still on his back. He analyzed the area to see fire burning some things while people panicked and ran all over the place. What everyone in that area didn't know was another air strike was coming. Anyone with the force could probably sense it but Stoic wasn't that kind of force user. He considered himself a non-force user no matter what people said, well the very little who know. By the time Stoic checked out the jetpack and everything, three ships came back around for another strike. "Guess its show time." he mumbled to himself pressing a few buttons on the jetpack.

The ships were swift for their size but not swift enough to where Stoic couldn't get a good shot. Due to his thinking, he knew he'd only get the leading and rear taken out. So he grabbed a couple bombs that would stick to the ships and blasted up with the jetpack. Stoic, while he was flying up, held down the buttons on one of the bombs and waited for the leading ship to come. Which wasn't slow. The enemy ship dropped a bomb overhead the area Stoic once stood on. Luckily, the bomb landed on the bottom of the ship as it turned sideways. The ship blew up and went down in a matter of seconds. Unfortunately the two remaining sent a bunch of bombs scattering them throughout the area.

After the second strike, Stoic noticed a group of people in a heavier ship heading towards him. His instinct was to go down low and hide at the moment. That's what he did. He took off the jetpack when he landed in between two buildings and put his back against the wall drawing his T-6 Heavy Blaster Pistol. Or what he called, a deadly blaster for a deadly man.
 
Alex shook her head as she peaked around the corner. I single man engaging bombers. He was brave, to say the least. She ducked back behind the corner, the flame in her hand dissipating. She looked around, and saw a tall building next to her. Her yellow eyes flew around its walls, trying to find a place to climb. There was a pile of trash in the back, with a small ledge above it. She ran over, glancing back down the alley. Alex rushed up the building, pulling herself up to the roof. Once she was up, she kept flat on the roof, hoping she wouldn't be seen. Alex crawled forward, watching the encounter go on.

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Stoic, to be honest was nervous. Of course he wasn't worried about the bombing ships, but the group that he got a glimpse of. It seemed it was one droid with three other men and one being the boss. He took a peak around the corner as he heard the ship land. All of the group left the ship and held their guns around to make sure the area was secure. Unfortunately for them, Stoic was in the area. He did a somersault out of the middle of the buildings as his gun let out a shot hitting the droid, taking out its chest. It fell to the ground as the group turned to Stoic pointing their guns at him wherever he moved. "I've been expecting your appearance again." the boss said grinning.
 

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