Voss Spaceport
Market Area
"This?" Kiran raised up a small trinket just enough to garner some attention from the vendor. Words were exchanged between the two in language not common for a Human as he Kiran set the trinket down and then picked up another one.
"What about this?" The young man raised another one up again, as just then another exchange of words happened and Kiran showed the smallest of smiles and set the trinket down again, looking at more things. Kiran dressed in rather
casual attire, the only thing of any worth note was that there was a blaster strapped to his right thigh on the outer side, something he could easily get too and in perfect arms reach. And tucked within his jacket was a lightsaber, granted he wasn't proficient at all in using it. And if he were to use it, it would do more harm than good.
Kiran waved a farewell towards the Vendor as he decided to take a better look around. Kiran's life seemed to come to a standstill, with the Destruction of Corellia and the seemingly destroyed. The attempts against his life had lessened and he wasn't in as much danger as he was before. He had arrived on planet by way of an acquaintance, Boo Chiyo and Lumi Snow had also accompanied him. And all the while he had hoped he would find what he was looking for here, things seemed to be more strange than before. While he had learned of the force, but hadn't practiced in its art as much as he should have. The weight of what happened still a a constant reminder that he might never find peace. And while he had hoped the Jedi here would have aided him with that, it seemed that this entity the force, just put a spin on things.
Kiran wasn't sure what direction he was running into. He had left Voss a time again, and then had returned after a small short trip, travelling to make some money as a hired gun. While his skill with that blade wasn't decent at all, his skill with the blaster pistol made up for it ten-fold. He glanced up towards a screen at the center, displaying recent news and such, drawn to that for a moment he stood off to the side, arms at his sides as he just watched.
Aware that there were some out there that still wanted him dead, it seemed capture was no longer an option here. Kiran had justified his actions over and over in his head. Sometimes people did the wrong things for the right reasons. Several months had gone by, and still no one was arrested for the deaths of his family, the family that took him in and sheltered him. He owed everything to them. So he took matters into his own hands, gathered every shred of evidence that he could, everything pointed towards 7 individuals, whether they did the deed, or they knew about it, in either of those ways...they were involved. The authorities knew about it, they were corrupt, month and months and...nothing.
And even those with the power to do something...did nothing to stop it. And to the young man, they were guilty. They weren't good men, however in some part of his mind and thought process he wondered if there was another way he could have gone about this. There wasn't any going back now, no one was going to save him.
A deep breath was taken in by the young man and released as he continued to stare at the screen, watching,waiting.
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