Gray Raxis
Blind and Broken
Gray found himself in the capital city of the First Order. He wasn't entirely sure how he ended up here himself, but it had happened. He figured he would check things out while he was on this end of the galaxy for once, and so off to one of the local bars he went.
Gray walked into the place wearing his gray with dark blue trim shirt and pants, leather boots, and leather duster. His trusty blaster pistol was strapped to his right leg as always. He went in and looked around. The place he had picked seemed to be popular enough. There were lots of people dancing and lots of people sitting around chatting. It was a good sign if you asked him. He walked up to the counter and smiled to the barkeep. He said, " I'll take a whiskey please." He looked around the place as he waited on his drink. Hopefully tonight wasn't too boring. Bars got that way too often when you went alone.
[member="Pvt. Viper"]
Gray walked into the place wearing his gray with dark blue trim shirt and pants, leather boots, and leather duster. His trusty blaster pistol was strapped to his right leg as always. He went in and looked around. The place he had picked seemed to be popular enough. There were lots of people dancing and lots of people sitting around chatting. It was a good sign if you asked him. He walked up to the counter and smiled to the barkeep. He said, " I'll take a whiskey please." He looked around the place as he waited on his drink. Hopefully tonight wasn't too boring. Bars got that way too often when you went alone.
[member="Pvt. Viper"]